"Sword Immortal Lineage", Mu Qing murmured, but seemed to suddenly wake up, "What do you mean, sword cultivator is a way to go against the will of heaven."

"Like him, how many lives will there be? Once the life span arrives, it will still be a death," said the man in white.

"No matter what, there is always a chance to reincarnate..." Mu Qing defended, but even felt that he had no confidence.

"Hmph", the man in white sneered, "It seems that you can't even deceive yourself. As long as he kills, even if he can have reincarnation, he will definitely fall into the imprisonment of the infinite, and will never stand out." As he said, the man in white sneered forward, "Have you seen someone who lost the two souls of heaven and earth, and can still reincarnate again?"

Mu Qing's chest fluctuated, which showed that he was in a state of chaos.

"I believe you know better than me when this person comes from, I'm afraid that as long as he dies..." the man in white continued.

Mu Qing's face finally changed drastically.

The man in white saw it but did not point it out. "It seems that it is not a bad thing to lead him into the swordsmanship, at least there is a glimmer of hope," the man in white said.

After a while of silence, Mu Qing said, "Why do you choose him? I actually know a lot about you."

"Then why do you want to bring him back?" The man in white did not answer, but instead asked Mu Qing.

Mu Qing was speechless.

The man in white didn't say much and disappeared out of thin air. "I won't pass on his cultivation method, I will only build a foundation for him. As for the others, it's up to you to decide."...

Mu Qing slowly raised his right hand, his fingers were put together, and a sword light slowly emerged from his fingers... It was absent, shrinking and disappearing, a clear sound, clang, and a slight tremor in the air.

In the distance, a tall mountain peak was split into pieces, turning into countless stones, shattering away...

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When I saw the man in white again, he was still on the top of the snow mountain, but he disappeared the narrow peak, and the two big white stones were missing. Instead, he was replaced by a vast and flat snow field on the top of the mountain. There was a towering tree in the middle, but there was no trace of emerald color, covering the white snow.

When Ruozhi followed Xuan Min into the snow field on the top of the mountain, the sky had not yet brightened, but there was no darkness on the entire snow field. On the contrary, it was covered with a faint cold light.

At first glance, the man in white stood quietly under the tree. Ruozhi's eyes shrank. Just now, he felt the skin on his face and hands slightly tingling, and there was no sign of weakening at all, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Ruozhi's discomfort was naturally seen in Xuan Min's eyes. He knew it clearly, but there was no abnormality at all. He just quietly glanced at Ruozhiduo for a few seconds.

When he came closer, he had no words. Xuan Min saluted the man in white standing under the tree, turned around and left without any hesitation.

One of the remaining people stood there.

Fortunately, I have listened to the lectures of the man in white for ten years. Even though I have never seen the man in white, I am considered a "familiar" person. Otherwise, I would have been like a needle and needle. I don't know if I have an illusion, but Ruozhi only felt that his exposed skin was getting more and more painful...

As time goes by, not only the exposed skin, but even other skins wrapped in the robe began to hurt. Ruozhi's eyelids twitched, and he endured it very hard.

The man in white did not respond, and Ruozhi could only stand quietly with him...

Time passed by moment after moment. When the sun was born, Ruozhi's patience had reached its limit, and his whole body was pierced back and forth as if he was stabbed back and forth by a steel needle... "Ah", Ruozhi let out a muffled groan in his throat, and the situation would be out of control.

The cold light on the snow field on the top of the mountain suddenly disappeared and was blocked by an invisible barrier. The golden color of the rising sun sprinkled down, sprinkled on Ruozhi's figure sitting in the snow, constantly breathing, warm.

"No," but the man in white turned around, waved his hand and held up an invisible barrier on Ruozhi's body.

Ruozhi sat on the ground, panting and not answering. In just a short while, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

The man in white ignored him, just looked at him in a somewhat embarrassed look and thought to himself: "It's not a bad thing that is the legendary sword body. He is born with a friendly sword intent. Although he has never practiced the sword art, he can persist in the sword energy for a long time."

After Ruozhi calmed down, the man in white said, "How much do you remember after ten years of preaching to this day?"

"Remember everything, remember it word, remember it all in your mind, except..." Ruozhi said directly.

"Except what?" asked the man in white.

"Apart from the last article, I didn't remember a word or a word." For some reason, I was obviously quite ashamed, but when facing the man in white, Ruozhi didn't seem to want to hide it at all.

"Yeah," the man in white nodded, not seemingly surprised at all, "Do you remember the question I asked you?"

"What is Tao?" Ruozhi nodded, indicating that he remembered. After all, this question almost made him fall into obscene, how could he not remember it?

"Then you can figure it out now, what is your way?" asked the man in white.

Ruozhi's face turned pale, but he did not fall into "crazy" again, "I don't know."

When the man in white heard this, he swung his sleeves and a white light flew out of his sleeves. He jumped in front of Ruozhi and inserted it silently into the snow. Ruozhi looked closely and found a snow-white sword weapon, which seemed to be a sculpture of snow.

"Eliminate distracting thoughts and meditate in peace and meditation", the man in white ordered the way.

Ruozhi subconsciously looked around and did not see any large stones. He only saw that the man in white was sitting down on the snow very naturally. He no longer thought about it. Ruozhi also sat cross-legged on the spot.

A chill came through his robe and trembled unconsciously. He looked at the man in white opposite him and seemed to have entered a state of meditation and remained motionless.

In desperation, I forced myself to enter into meditation, but unexpectedly, the more I forced myself, the more I could not enter into meditation...

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Seeing the setting sun, Ruozhi was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but he couldn't calm down and entered into meditation. He looked at the person opposite him again. After a day, he had not moved, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

As the sunset sinks under the dark line, the sky gradually turns darker, and the stars slowly begin to light up in the sky...

For some reason, Ruozhi's anxious heart gradually calmed down, and the chill that came through his robe also weakened slightly, but it was very unusual. Normally, the sunset was the time when the cold air became strong.

However, this moment is not the time to think, Ruozhi finally entered the realm of ethereality at this moment.

The man in white who had been meditating was blurred, and had already arrived at Ruozhi's side, as if he had been meditating here. He stretched his fingers and pointed it at Ruozhi's dantian, with a sparkling light in his eyes.

When the last ray of light of the setting sun disappeared, the sky was filled with stars, and Ruozhi's aura became extremely weak, and it had become one with the surroundings.

The man in white clearly felt that two spiritual energy, one was cold and deep, and the other was pure yang domineering, coming from the Dantian.
Chapter completed!