Chapter 432 Self-mutilated eyes: Tianbing Snow Lotus

But no one thought of it.

It turned out to be Ge Canhong who did it deliberately, pretending to fail and giving the victory to Luo Changsheng.

"Uncle, why is this so?"

Ge Canhong sighed and then said.

"The sect was weak at that time. Master Zi Mian arrived at the sect before Luo Changsheng arrived and proposed that I lose on purpose to increase Luo Changsheng's self-confidence and help him break through."

Condensed the sword's heart and set the requirement for the realm of transparency. "

"No one else is to blame."

"It's just that the sect was weak at that time and always had to look up to others. After all, they are real people who are strong in the real world. We can only abide by the rules."

"Now that the sect has a real strong man, these humiliations will never happen again."

Ye Yang asked for advice.

"From Master Ge's point of view, where should the center of my sword be?"

Among the four diamonds of the Feitian Sect, Ge Canhong has outstanding combat power and is already ranked first.

Strong.

He has also practiced swordsmanship for many years and has a deep understanding of swordsmanship.

At this moment Ge Canhong shook his head.

"Where is the heart of your sword? You should ask yourself. Others have no way of knowing."

"Whether it's immortality, protection, and no regrets, whether it's seeking the peak, or whether it's a life of freedom, only you know this."

Ye Yang was slightly silent and said no more.

His first motivation for cultivating immortality is naturally the pursuit of immortality, breaking the limit of life span, becoming evergreen, and living as long as heaven.

But no matter how much I long for it.

At this moment, I don't have that kind of whim feeling.

"Uncle, look at this thing."

Ye Yang suddenly thought of something and took out an ancient slate from his storage bag.

The stone slab is not big, only about a foot in diameter, but it has a mottled ancient color. When the sun shines down, the radiance is projected on the stone slab, like a clear spring flowing upstream.

The light spot moves, which is quite strange.

"What is this? It seems that there is a kind of sword energy that lasts for a long time."

Ge Canhong is indeed a famous swordsman. As soon as he took out this object, he sensed the unusualness of this stone slab.

"Uncle, you can tell at a glance."

Ge Canhong took the stone slab, stretched out his big rough hand, and rubbed it slowly.

After a long time, a trace of astonishment flashed across his cold face.

"It turns out to be the inheritance of the Sword of Ignorance inherited from the blind old man thousands of years ago. How come you have this thing?"

Ye Yang looked at the dilapidated stone slabs, a trace of memory flashing in his eyes.

"Years ago, when I was refining the magic weapon White Horse Knife, I had a battle with Zhu Xingyu, a sick scholar."

"He practiced the Qi of illness and death and obtained the mysterious inheritance of a strange blind old man from a generation."

"I got this from him."

Ignoring the old man, he has been addicted to swords all his life.

As a result, his practice was delayed because of the sword. In his later years, his life span was about to expire and he was unable to make a breakthrough.

Everything he sees when he is self-righteous is not pure, not as pure as the light of a sword.

So he blinded himself and dedicated his life to kendo

Although the Sword of Ignorance is powerful, it requires a breath of illness and death. Ye Yang has been comprehending it for many years, but has never succeeded in practicing it.

This swordsmanship is not suitable for him.

Now that Ge Canhong has fallen into a low point and has become a useless person, it may just be suitable for him to use.

What inspiration can be obtained from this sword of ignorance.

Ge Canhong looked at the stone slab carefully.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes, but then he sighed and shook his head.

"If I could obtain the Sword of Ignorance before, I would naturally be extremely happy."

"But now it is of no use to me."

After all, Ge Canhong is not invisible to his eyes.

But the Dantian was destroyed, and there was no more mana left in his body.

“Three thousand years of reading history is nothing more than fame and fortune, while ninety thousand miles of enlightenment is ultimately a pastoral land of poetry and wine.”

"Perhaps this is okay. I will guard the old field all my life. Being born on earth and dying in heaven can be regarded as a good death."

After saying that, Ge Canhong slowly closed his eyes, and a drop of clear tears flowed from his forehead.

Ye Yang remained silent and did not speak.

He knew that Ge Canhong hadn't completely let go yet.

If he really let go, why would he leave this tear?

After that, the two talked about some sword training techniques, and Ye Yang walked out of the room.

This night.

The desolate thatched house was opened, and an old figure pushed open the creaking wooden door.

He sat on the bed alone and didn't rest for a long time.

And in his hand was an old slate.

"It still doesn't work, I still can't bring out any magic power."

There was a crunch, and there was a noise in the house.

A big gray mouse suddenly appeared from under the bed.

Ge Canhong hurriedly went to catch the mouse, but the mouse was very fast. After a while, it ran under the corner.

His body is old and he can't catch it.

Instead, the rat bit him on the arm, causing blood to drip from his arm.

"A mouse dares to bully me."

Ge Canhong was so distraught that he walked to the bed and sat down. Only when he took a look did he realize that there was already a line of gums on his arm.

There was blood flowing on it.

Angry in his heart, he leaned down again, but he couldn't find the mouse.

Instead, he fell on the bedside, and his figure was reflected in the jade mirror on the bedside.

That figure.

The white hair is scattered and the whole body is dry.

"Is this me? I've become like this?"

He reached out and touched his face, in disbelief.

The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time.

Suddenly, I thought of the heroic figure in my youth, standing upright like a sword.

He is like a thousand years apart.

There was a glint in his eyes.

The next moment, he opened his eyes suddenly and waved with one hand, and the stone slab of the Sword of Ignorance shone brightly in his hand.

"This is the last time I'll see myself."

"Ignore, ignore, how can you ignore if you have eyes?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hands and inserted two fingers into his own eyes.

Then he dug it out and pulled out two bloody eyes and threw them on the ground.

A big cloud of dust was thrown up.

A lot of dirt rolled down

he muttered.

"Ignore it."

"This sword of ignorance requires a person without vision to feel a trace of the sword's intention. I have nothing left."

"At this time, my body is completely broken."

"Losing my eyes is not a disaster for me, but a blessing."

"From now on, I will shut myself up in life and death, face the wall for three years, and not disturb the dust."

"Three years from now, whether I live or die, I will have no regrets. Either I will turn into a handful of loess and be buried in my own body, or I will learn new sword skills, listen to the sound of wind and rain, and watch the rising and falling clouds."

Ge Canhong thought clearly, even though he had no eyes at the moment.

But I feel something else.

Recently.

Ye Yang ended his quiet life.

this day.

Ye Yang slowly opened his eyes, and the endless evil energy of time jumped up and down on his fingers.

It seemed to turn into an icy cold light.

Under the shadow of the evil of endless time,

The light in his eyes was bright.

With three heads and six arms, and black hair all over his body, the majestic Canopy God Lord appeared in his mind, showing his body slightly and bathing in the light of the water.

He slowly exhaled a breath, and the shadow on the sky seemed to be more agile.

At this moment, Xiu Ya suddenly came from the side, looked at Ye Yang and said.

"Sir, the Cui family is here to visit."

Hearing this, Ye Yang couldn't help but frown slightly.

People from the Cui family have already visited several times, and he has also given instructions to Xiu Ya.

After saying that the Cui family came, they said that he was not here.

Xiu Ya seemed to sense Ye Yang's displeasure and hurriedly explained.

"Sir, the Cui family has taken out the best treasures and is waiting at the door."

"They said that the thing was of great importance and they could only hand it over to the young master with their own hands. I was afraid of the impact that thing would have on the young master, so I didn't dare to stop it."

"In this case."

Ye Yang frowned and said.

"In that case, bring the Cui family here. I want to see what kind of medicine they sell in their gourds."

After Xiu Ya received Ye Yang's order, she walked out alone.

After a while.

He led a handsome young man in white and walked slowly.

He also held a jade box in his hand.

It has a unique shape and is engraved with the Taotie animal pattern. The front box is intertwined with rose red and azure lights.

The flavor is unique and extraordinary.

The moment he saw the jade box, Ye Yang knew that the treasure inside was not trivial.

This jade is the rare Kunlun green jade.

Naturally formed and perfectly carved, it is the material of many elixirs. A piece the size of a fingernail is expensive to make.

Kunlun sapphire is the most rare in rose red and sky blue.

Such a large piece, in such good condition, with two colors of rose red and sky blue, is definitely not an ordinary thing.

He thought carefully about the purpose of the other party's coming.

It must be for the Biluo Three Purities Secret Scroll.

After groaning, Ye Yang did not speak.

But Cui Qinggui's attitude was extremely respectful and thrifty.

He said to Ye Yang.

"Junior Green Turtle pays homage to Protector Ye."

Ye Yang said.

"I just came back from the door, but what happened?"

Cui Qinggui already knew from the protector he knew from his family that Ye Yang had not been out during this period.

But now they both knew it well and hid the matter.

Cui Qinggui said.

"Qing Gui knew that the protector had just returned and was tired from traveling and traveling, so he gave the protector a great gift to warm his mind, and he asked the protector to accept it."

After finishing speaking, Cui Qinggui took out a white jade piece.

It was a piece of jade as thin as a cicada's wings.

Seeing this thing, Ye Yang couldn't help being slightly surprised, and then said.

"You do have a heart."

This piece of soft chalcedony is the essence of white jade.

For monks, it is an excellent thing to warm the mind.

Produced on the white snow peak of Dabie Temple in the Western Regions, it is extremely rare.

Only professional caravans like the Cui family can travel from east to west and connect north and south.

Only then can we get it.

He knew that this thing was just a meeting gift, and the truly precious thing was still in the Kunlun Jade Box.

Sure enough, the next moment, Cui Qinggui slowly walked up to Ye Yang and quietly opened the jade box.

After the jade box was opened, the three colors inside merged, and there was a cold light like the ice and snow.

As soon as it appeared, it seemed to freeze all around, and even the air condensed into ice.

Ye Yang lowered his head and looked. There was something like an ice lotus platform, wrapped in green and red.

The stamens in the middle rustle in the wind, and a ball of purple air condenses but never disperses.

Seeing this jade lotus-like object at this moment, Ye Yang couldn't help but groan slightly.

As soon as he made contact, he felt the Earth Spirit River tremble slightly.

It seems that they have met the same kind of people.

Soon, Ye Yang recognized the origin of this thing.

"Is this the Sky Ice Snow Lotus Water Seed?"

Cui Gui originally wanted to introduce him, but when he saw that Ye Yang called out his name accurately at once, he hurriedly spoke.

"Guardian Ye is indeed a learned and knowledgeable person. This thing is the ice and snow lotus water species."