"How is this possible?
How can there be such a technique in the world?"
The old man was shocked and said: "The Nine Death Immortal Art, the art named after an immortal, isn't it a great art that can only be learned by immortals?
It's impossible, absolutely impossible.
Although there are records of immortals in ancient documents, no one has ever seen an immortal.
Whether it exists or not is still unknown, so how can there be magic?"
Fairy In the wild world, although there are many legends, no one has ever seen an immortal.
From ancient times to the present, there are no traces of immortals.
There are only some ancient documents, and occasionally there are one or two sentences that mention the great figures of the past.
They all concluded that there could be no immortals in this world, and the so-called immortals were just a conjecture.
"Old immortal, can you see through this nine-death magic?"
Lin Hao said in a deep voice.
Although he found this mysterious Nine Death Immortal Technique from Jian Xie's consciousness, this technique was too mysterious.
With his level, he could only feel the majesty and supreme principles of this technique, but he could not understand it.
"Let me take a closer look" After the old man finished speaking, he moved the holy bones of the demon king horizontally, and the faint demon light penetrated into the weak Jian Xie's body.
In order to prevent Jian Xie from backlash, he was extremely cautious. a long time "There are such miraculous arts in this world, and I can't completely see through them.
How is this possible?
All great arts in the world have mysteries, but this one is unpredictable and difficult to figure out."
The old immortal's surprised voice came out.
"How is it?"
Lin Hao asked quickly.
"I'll have a look again," the old immortal replied, then got into Jian Xie's body again and studied the so-called Nine Death Immortal Technique.
Lin Hao didn't bother him, because his level was too low to see through this weird nine-death magic, so he had to ask the old immortal to help him take a look.
He was also curious about what kind of magical power this magic had.
However, Jian Xie chose to forget all his memories and only remember this Nine Death Immortal Technique.
Three days passed.
The old immortal still stared at the Nine Death Immortal Technique without saying a word.
Uncle Xuan came to visit several times.
After seeing that Lin Hao was fine, he left with peace of mind.
Later, he asked a girl named Yueyao to bring some food.
Xuan Yueyao was a little shy at the beginning, but after getting in touch with her, her quirky side completely emerged, and she changed her initial shyness.
Although she was not as careless as she was, she still had something to say and occasionally said something.
These two astonishing words made Lin Hao unable to help but smile knowingly.
Perhaps because of his contact with Xuan Yueyao, an eccentric girl, he found that his mood was much better than before.
"Brother Lin, have you been to other places outside Ice and Snow City?"
"Been there" "Then have you ever seen what people from other places look like?
Do they have horns on their heads and wings on their backs?"
Xuan Yueyao tilted her head and blinked her big, lively eyes.
Lin Hao suddenly smiled dumbly.
"Isn't it?"
Xuan Yueyao pouted, looking a little disappointed.
"Who did you listen to?"
"Uncle Wang next door often tells us stories about some weird people in far away places.
These people have horns on their heads and wings on their backs," Xuan Yueyao said.
"Uncle Wang next door" Lin Hao frowned slightly, "What does he do?"
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"I don't know that my dad met him when he was setting up a stall outside.
He was very pitiful at that time, skinny as a stick, and almost starving to death, so my dad brought him back.
Uncle Wang has lived next door for five years.
"It's really strange.
I've never seen him go out, but every time he comes back, he brings me some strange things, which are delicious," Xuan Yueyao said happily.
Uncle Wang next door Lin Hao squinted his eyes and secretly noticed that the so-called Uncle Wang next door might be a cultivator, but he didn't know what his level was.
But what surprised him was that this person was actually a cultivator.
How could he lose weight?
Bones were as good as wood, and he was starving to death.
Could it be This person, like me, may have been injured or encountered trouble that was difficult to solve, so he stayed here.
After chatting for a while, Xuan Yueyao left.
Just as Lin Hao was preparing to meditate, a startled voice came, "It turns out that this is the real Nine Death Immortal Technique.
How could such a technique exist in this world?
The Holy Master of Swords actually learned it and left behind it.
Is it your own brand?
It’s really magic."
"Do you really want to learn this technique?"
Lao Immortal asked.
"Yes, this is my only chance, and didn't you say that there is a certain chance that I can recover from the chaos in my body," Lin Hao said.
"I said there is a certain chance, but no one knows how much it is.
This technique is extremely mysterious, much more profound than the current Dao technique.
Because of its profoundness, no one knows how to master this technique.
To the extreme, what kind of things will happen in such an unpredictable great art?
I still advise you not to practice it.
Moreover, the method of practicing this art is extremely dangerous.
You must go through nine deaths.
Each death is a level.
Once you start practicing, you will Can't end it."
The old immortal advised: "It's okay if you succeed, but if you don't succeed, or if you stop practicing halfway, the only outcome will be that your soul will be lost."
Lin Hao smiled and said: "I have died many times.
Now I have the last year of life left.
If I don't recover as soon as possible, I will also die in a year.
In this case, why don't I give it a try?"
Maybe I can make it."
"Alas" Lao Immortal sighed helplessly and stopped trying to dissuade him.
Completed Difficult The Holy Lord of Sword once left a memory of practicing in this Nine Deaths Immortal Art.
According to this memory, the Holy Lord of Sword is a practitioner of this Nine Deaths Immortal Art.
If he can become the Supreme Holy Lord, the Holy Lord of Sword will naturally He is a person with extraordinary talents and extraordinary understanding.
However, the Holy Master of Swords only cultivated to three deaths, and could no longer practice.
Finally, with his own terrible cultivation, he cut off the memory and consciousness of this nine-death magic, and this memory and consciousness did not It did not disappear, but after countless years of transformation, it became the current Jianxie.
Even astonishing prodigies like the Holy Master of Swords can only practice until three deaths, let alone others.
Moreover, after practicing this technique, you cannot stop it.
You must continue to practice and experience nine deaths.
Each death is equivalent to one life and death.
Disaster.
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No matter how unlucky someone is, they cannot survive nine life and death catastrophes safely. but Lin Hao must practice, because he has no reason not to practice.
This nine-death magic has some unique and magical effects, which can help him solve the chaos of his body.
As long as his body recovers, he can start looking for the spiritual beings in the world to extend his life.
Nine Deaths It has to go through nine lives and deaths, and even the Supreme Holy Lord does not dare to neglect it when practicing this technique.
Nine deaths and nine lives, the first death is rebirth.
Lin Hao took a deep breath, looked at his eyes and nose, and his nose and heart.
After adjusting the breath throughout his body, he slowly closed his eyes and began to activate the Nine Deaths Immortal Technique to die first.
The old immortal stared intently.
In addition to being worried, he was even more curious about the process of practicing the Nine Deaths Immortal Technique.
At this time Cold sweat began to break out on Lin Hao's forehead, and then cold sweat continued to break out all over his body.
Strange gray gases dissipated from the pores of his body.
The gray gases became thicker and thicker, and the color gradually deepened.
After a while, it became dark. color.
The smooth skin gradually became dry and dark, the slightly handsome face was covered with wrinkles, a head of white hair began to fall, the protruding muscles became more and more flabby, and the extremely hard bones had become extremely brittle and short.
In just a few moments, he changed from a young man to an old man in his sixties.
"This technique really has miraculous power.
It can actually catalyze the years of the cultivator and make time pass on itself."
Lao Immortal was amazed. pity There are no immortals in this world, otherwise this technique might really be an immortal technique.
His white hair continued to fall out, his skin became more and more wrinkled, and age spots began to cover Lin Hao's body.
His teeth began to fall out, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
In the end, he was like a dying old man.
Motionless.
The old immortal did not bother, because this was the most critical and dangerous moment of the Nine Deaths Immortal Art.
Life and death only happened in an instant.
Even the Supreme Holy Lord with earth-shaking power would die of old age on the spot if he was not careful at this moment.
Even the Supreme Holy Lord with unparalleled power will not be spared, let alone the rest of the people.
This is the most terrifying aspect of this technique.
Lin Hao's breathing gradually weakened.
Later, every breath he took was quite difficult.
As time passed, his breathing became almost inaudible.
The water in his skin and flesh was constantly being discharged, and his body became stiff.
His hands and feet Gradually getting colder.
If his heart hadn't been beating occasionally, Lao Immortal would have really thought that Lin Hao's vitality had been cut off.
Suddenly, the weak beating disappeared, and the trace of life that was still remaining suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Sensing the change, Lao Immortal His expression suddenly changed.
"boy boy" The old man called out quickly and released his spiritual consciousness to check.
At this moment, Lin Hao's consciousness was dark, his spiritual core had stopped rotating, and his consciousness was completely lost.
It was obvious that his vitality had been completely cut off.
The demon clan's sacred bones were suspended beside Lin Hao's body, motionless. a long time "Although I have only known you for a few months, I treat you like a child.
I thought I could watch you grow up, but I didn't know that fate has played a trick on you, and you still can't get over this difficulty.
I want to know you better.
For the sake of one thing, I will bury you in the small cauldron.
This thing is destined for you, and I will not take it by force.
If I have a chance to meet you again in the next life, I hope I won’t always fall into the hands of a kid like you.
"As the old man spoke, his voice became a little excited.
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A powerful demon glow appeared on the sacred bones of the demon race, and powerful Tao lines condensed above it.
This trace of Tao lines contained the principles of the Tao, like a new world.
Boom A slight beating sound suddenly came.
"Well" the old immortal quickly suppressed the demonic light and looked at Lin Hao aside, "Heartbeat, I seemed to hear a heartbeat just now.
This is incredible.
He has obviously lost his life, so how can he still have a heartbeat?"
Boom The beating sound intensified a bit.
The old man was speechless.
If he didn't hear it clearly the first time, he could clearly hear it the second time.
Although his voice was a little weak, it gave people a powerful feeling. dong dong dong One after another, the sound came from the body that had lost all vitality.
The withered body was like a dead tree blooming in spring.
The bones made a crunching sound.
Under the withered skin, flesh and blood quickly filled up.
On the bald head, a head of white hair grew rapidly. came out, with strands of shiny black silk sandwiched between them.
The old wrinkled skin began to burst, revealing skin as delicate as a baby.
Just like a dragon and a snake shedding its skin, the skin began to fall off.
"Reborn, reborn" The old immortal murmured to himself, and suddenly became excited, "I understand, the real meaning of this first death is to re-enter the reincarnation, use the old body as a disk, and condense in it, like a dead tree in winter, let the green leaves Falling off contains a trace of life.
Death is life, life is death, life and death follow each other, death to the extreme is life, and life to the extreme is death.” aa2705221: