I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

"Longevity..."

Yan Chixiao's face turned cold.

Among the immortals and Buddhas that the immortal had specially warned before departure, Changsheng was at the forefront.

"My friend, what are the conditions for hearing the sermon?"

The so-called fate, or enshrining spiritual stones and treasures, or having extraordinary talent and understanding, all depends on the preference of the true immortal.

"Senior Changsheng is good at formations. He personally arranged the Heart-Questing Restriction outside the island. Those who pass through it can listen to the sermons of the true immortal."

The monk's voice changed slightly, as if he was mocking and sneering: "It's a pity that our magic power is low and we can't understand the deep meaning of our predecessors. We tried to break the restriction several times, but failed all the time."

"But what's so mysterious about it?"

Yan Chixiao is proficient in martial arts and good at killing, but he knows nothing about Lao Shizi's formation and restrictions.

The monk said: "Fellow Taoist, you will know when you go there..."

Yan Chixiao cupped his hands and said, "I am a poor Taoist cultivator, Yan Chixiao. How dare you ask for your friend's name?"

The monk said: "Aurora Island's deacon, Shen Ming."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen, and Yan will try that formation!"

After Yan Chixiao said goodbye, he controlled the flying sword and flew towards Aurora Island.

After a while.

It was only when I got close to Aurora Island that I could see it clearly. The entire island was shrouded in the gorgeous aurora, brilliant and magnificent, like a fairyland.

Following Shen Ming's direction, Yan Chixiao quickly saw a light door.

There were many monks wandering outside the door, including men, women, old and young, all on the Buddhist path. Most were dejected, while a few were eager to try.

This light door is the forbidden entrance to test, to see if any losers will fly out.

When Yan Chixiao saw that no one was queuing up, he flew directly into the light gate.

The sky and the earth rotated, the void changed, and fell into a bluestone arena in an instant.

Several green wolf monsters came over to kill them without giving Yan Chixiao time to react.

"Monster?"

Yan Chixiao's sword flashed, and several monster beasts were broken into two pieces.

The corpse fell on the ring and slowly disappeared, and then several bull demons appeared.

The high-quality monsters have some wisdom, and the bull monsters are scattered and rushing towards them from all directions.

Still a sword!

The bull demon dies and its body disappears.

This scenario is repeated several times, and various monsters appear on the stage, gradually increasing in strength.

In the fifth wave, he was already a transformed demon clan, and in the eighth wave, he was already a demon king, using various talents to cast spells.

In Yan Chixiao's eyes, there was not much difference. He was still the leader with one sword, until he killed several first-level demon kings.

The arena shook, the void in front twisted, and the exit vortex manifested.

Yan Chixiao escaped into it, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that he had landed at the entrance of a palace.

There are dozens of futons in the main hall, most of which are already occupied. The two jade high platforms at the front are empty.

The monk approaching the entrance of the hall looked at Yan Chixiao for a moment and said doubtfully.

"This fellow Taoist has a tight face. Doesn't he seem to be a monk from Beihai?"

"Pindao has been practicing cultivation on the island. This is his first time walking outside."

Yan Chixiao looked at this person, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, was covered in colorful Taoist robes, and had a purple-green snake demon wrapped around his arms.

Looking at the other people in the hall, they all have mysterious appearances and turbid and chaotic auras. At first glance, they are not righteous monks.

As a result, Yan Chixiao's transformation into a handsome young man suddenly seemed out of place.

"How can you pick out all these crooked melons and cracked dates with this method of slaying demons and demons? Are all Beihai monks like this?"

Yan Chixiao was confused and sat cross-legged next to Taoist Hualv. When he saw the snake demon spitting a letter to him, his eyes slightly widened, showing a trace of breath, he was immediately frightened to the point where the snake demon crawled back into his sleeves and trembled.

"Huh?"

Hualv Taoist's eyes were strange. His spiritual pet, the snake demon, was born with a different species. Even if he met a top expert, he would not be afraid.

After carefully appeasing the snake demon, he asked Yan Chixiao: "My Taoist friend is very mysterious in his methods. I wonder at what level should I ask for mercy?"

"beg for mercy?"

Yan Chixiao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who did you beg for mercy from, fellow Taoist?"

"I have very bad luck. I met a few golden-backed ape kings in the eighth level. I am naturally immune to the poison technique, so I have no choice."

Taoist Hualv said helplessly: "Seeing that I was no match for him, in order to listen to the true immortal's sermon, I tried to kneel down and beg for mercy, and actually passed the test."

"Hmph!"

Yan Chixiao understood immediately and looked at the others in the hall: "They all passed the test like this?"

"That's natural, it's just a matter of the number of passes."

Taoist Hualv pointed at the people in the front and said: "Those are the giants who are famous in Beihai. They defeated the demon king with one enemy and many. It was not until they were surrounded and killed by several top demon kings that they had no choice but to beg for mercy."

"So that's it. It's indeed a test arranged by the Immortal Immortal. It's really extraordinary!"

Yan Chixiao stood up from the futon and walked to the front.

Originally, for the sake of attending the sermon in the same hall, I could just find a seat at will, but I didn't know that there were some people in the hall who were just sitting around, so I felt unhappy sitting in the back.

There are eight futons horizontally and eight vertically in the hall, and the owners of the eight futons in the front are all high-ranking people according to the realm of Daqian.

Yan Chixiao's step forward attracted the attention of everyone in the palace. Some of them sneered or gloated about his misfortune. The real immortal general watched the excitement before he saw it, which was just a good way to relieve the boredom.

When they came to the front, the eight first-level experts looked at Yan Chixiao with expressions of confusion.

"Fellow Taoist, you look so ugly, don't be an eyesore in front of me!"

Yan Chixiao looked around and selected the ugliest Taoist, with a face like indigo and red hair and red beard. He looked more like an evil ghost than a Taoist.

"Are you talking about me?"

The red-haired Taoist's voice was cold and stern. As he spoke, a spell followed the ground and entered Yan Chixiao's feet.

This curse is called the Plow Leg Curse, and it is a sinister and heretical technique.

The spell is cast secretly and at will, and the person is invisibly cursed, and the legs are broken into several pieces.

Just now Yan Chixiao came in to speak, and the red-haired Taoist had already heard about it. Looking at his young and handsome appearance, he must be a fledgling. How could he understand the dangers of fighting. Today, he deserves to die or be disabled.

"How dare you use the heretical skills to embarrass someone!"

Yan Chixiao sensed the intrusion of the spell and stomped it to pieces.

"you……"

The red-haired Taoist's complexion changed slightly, and his mind was spinning. He was thinking about lowering his head and surrendering, but he saw a hand grabbing his neck.

He quickly used his escape technique, but the void around him was like iron and stone, imprisoning the Taoist in place.

Yan Chixiao grabbed the Taoist's neck, pulled it up with a slight lift, and then wiped the futon with his head like a rag for wiping a table.

"It's too much!"

The red-haired Taoist opened his mouth and spat out a red orb, and the earth-lung poisonous fire burned blazingly, hitting Yan Chixiao's face.

Yan Chixiao did not dodge or dodge, he opened his mouth and swallowed the orb in his mouth, then chewed it into pieces with a few bangs and bangs. The movement of his true energy was like the refining of the majestic fire spirit, blending into the Nanming Lihuo exterior scene.

"One is not enough, how many more?"

"ah!"

The magic weapon for cultivating life and death was damaged, and the red-haired Taoist screamed and fainted.

Yan Chixiao threw it casually and landed on the futon at the back. The fainted red-haired Taoist rolled away and disappeared into a fiery red light.

The other monks in the hall were stunned. When they saw Yan Chixiao's gaze sweeping over him, they quickly lowered their heads without daring to look at him.

Yan Chixiao sat cross-legged on the futon and did not continue to cause trouble.

Most of the sixty-four futons were already occupied, but people came in one after another, and it took five days to finally fill them up.

when!

A bell rang and the palace door closed on its own.

"The sermon begins."

The sound reached everyone's ears. They looked up at the jade platform and found two more figures.

The Taoist on the left is thin and ancient, wearing a purple Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, looking at everyone in the hall with a smile. He is the Immortal Immortal.

The Taoist on the right has white hair and a childlike face. His green-grey Taoist robe looks like an ordinary person. He is holding an exquisite bronze bell in his hand and has a wry smile on his face.

"Meet the True Immortal Aurora!"

"Meet the Immortal Immortal!"

The monks in the temple hurriedly saluted. No matter how unruly and unruly they were on weekdays, a true immortal must be polite in front of him.

"No need to be polite."

The Immortal Immortal smiled and said: "You are all the proud ones of Beihai. I have met you today, so I know that the human race will have no problem in succeeding."

"The immortal praises you!"

When everyone said this, their faces lit up with joy. They were usually detestable heretics, but today they turned out to be the future of the human race.

True Immortal Aurora coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Taoist Immortal, please give me some sermons!"

"good!"

The Immortal Immortal's face was solemn and he said: "What I'm talking about today is the method that conforms to the way of heaven. If there is a way, everything has a certain number. God's will cannot be done. If you follow it, you will become an immortal..."

The sound of sermons rang out, and the hall was filled with fairy lights and auspicious auras.

Everyone followed what the real immortal said and performed the exercises on their own, which turned out to be several times smoother than usual.

There were some things that I was usually confused about, but when I thought about the meaning of the scriptures, I suddenly understood them.

I sensed it secretly, as if God was helping me!

While listening to the sermon, I fell into a trance without realizing it. When the sound suddenly stopped, I counted the time and found that two long hours had passed.

"Thank you Immortal for giving me the magic!"

"I must sacrifice my life to repay the kindness given by the Immortal Master today!"

"Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"

There was a lot of noise in the palace, everyone surrendered to the Immortal Immortal.

Those who are weak-minded or have heretical practices often have confusion during daily practice, and each has his or her own way to overcome bottlenecks. For example, for those who are weak, the sect has magic formations that can be fully understood after experiencing them hundreds of times. For example, according to heretical practices, there is a unique elixir in the exercise method, which can be used to force a breakthrough.

Methods such as this will leave hidden dangers to some extent.

The method of following the Heavenly Way taught by the Immortal of Immortality today conforms to the will of Heaven and the original intention, leaving no hidden dangers.

Such supreme Taoism cannot be taught except by the immortal sect!

"You don't need to be so polite. I am the best teacher for the younger generations."

The Immortal Immortal smiled and said: "If there is an opportunity in the future, many poor Taoists will come to Beihai to open a forum to lecture and educate all living beings."

"The Immortal has infinite life!"

Everyone congratulated in unison.

Aurora True Immortal's expression gradually turned from painful and helpless to gloomy and cold. He looked at the monks in the temple one by one and remembered their auras in his heart. No matter whether they were clones or transformations, they could not escape the tracking of the secret method.

Immortals and Buddhas in the world are never kind-hearted people, but most of the time, they will not get angry at ordinary people!

When his eyes swept over Yan Chixiao, Jiuguang True Immortal raised his eyebrows. The handsome swordsman looked at Changsheng's fellow with a look of ridicule.

"What I'm talking about today..."

Aurora True Immortal originally planned to fool him and send Chang Sheng away as soon as possible. When he saw Yan Chixiao, he immediately felt a mysterious omen in his heart, and immediately changed his voice: "It is a sword-controlling method called Beidou Sword Sutra!"

"I have attained enlightenment on the Aurora Path, looked at the seven surrounding islands, and created a sword scripture..."

"The North Star hangs down like a star, and the stars arch over it. It is the cardinal of creation, the master of humans and gods..."

The Sword Classic comes slowly, with a full text of 19,600 words, which is profound, profound, and incomprehensible.

Yan Chixiao frowned slightly, as if he had some realization, his true energy began to circulate, and the Nanmingli Fire Sword at his waist rang softly.

"This method is obscure and difficult to understand. I will explain it in detail again."

The True Immortal Aurora smiled and said slowly: "The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper are facing the Golden Palace on the top and Kunlun on the bottom. It means that all five parts of a person's life are controlled by the stars in this palace. Ordinary people are ignorant and will not realize it for life. People who practice spiritual practice Meeting the natal star can eliminate three disasters and nine disasters..."

Explained word for word, things that were originally obscure were immediately understood.

Everyone who listened to the teaching was immediately overjoyed and felt that the hereditary teachings that had been taught before were like rubbish and rags.

He immediately used his magic power to practice the Beidou Sword Sutra, trying to convert to the authentic path of immortality. When the magic power passed through the hundreds of veins in his limbs, he felt pain like the pain of a sword and a bayonet, which was comparable to the pain of Ling Chi.

However, the supreme sword technique, passed down in its entirety, is a hundred times more valuable than following the will of heaven. You may be able to become a swordsman in the future!

Everyone is at least an expert in the realm of refining the gods, with a strong Taoist heart. They can endure the pain of Ling Chi and continue to operate according to the Sword Sutra.

"puff!"

A scream in the palace woke up everyone who was addicted to the sword scripture.

Looking back, I saw the colorful Taoist at the door, vomiting blood, his breath was weak, and he was dying.

Lines of fine sword energy emerged from the Taoist's skin, and blood flowed from the wounds, dyeing the colorful Taoist robes blood red.

Such a terrifying scene is like cold water showering on the head, bringing everyone back to reality from their dream of a sword fairy.

"Ah! Pindao's magic power?"

There was another exclamation, the speaker was famous in Beihai, his Taoist name was Huoyun Zhenren.

Huo Yun's aura quickly dissipated at this moment, and he transformed from an expert in the God Refining Realm into an ordinary mortal in a short period of time.

Hundreds of years of practicing magic turned into nothingness with one move.

Two people in succession had accidents in their practice. They didn't know there was something wrong with the sword sutra, so they all looked at the Aurora True Immortal on the high platform.

"I'm giving a sermon, but an ignorant kid dares to interrupt!"

True Immortal Ji Guang snorted coldly, waved his hand and two spiritual lights flashed past, and Master Hualv and Master Huo Yun disappeared immediately.

Then Zhenxian continued to talk about the Beidou Sword Sutra, but the atmosphere was completely different from before.

The expert in refining the gods was not a person with a clear mind. He immediately thought about the causes and consequences. He still didn't understand that the Aurora True Immortal took advantage of the opportunity of teaching the law to secretly compete with the Immortal Immortal Immortal, and also beat the disobedient people in Beihai.

However, the Beidou Sword Sutra is truly a supreme immortal method. If you fail to practice it, it is only because you are not talented enough and have a weak Taoist heart!

Seeing that True Immortal Aurora began to preach again, everyone used various secret techniques to block their hearing and spiritual thoughts, and no longer dared to listen to a word.

"How can he ride on the successor of the human race if he is so timid and fearless?"

Jiu Guang Zhenxian sneered, and then he lectured only to Yan Chixiao. When he saw his doubts, he went back and forth carefully, and when he saw his understanding, he quickly skipped it.

It took more than three hours before he finished narrating the Sword Sutra and asked, "Is there anything unclear?"

Yan Chixiao thought about it for a moment, and the real immortal narrated it word for word, and the scriptures before and after were clear. All that was left was to practice over time, and then he bowed and saluted.

"Thank you, Immortal, for passing on the Dharma! If I succeed in my practice, I will be rewarded generously!"

"I saw that you are quite enlightened, so I taught you the true Dharma. I don't need any reward."

Aurora True Immortal smiled and said: "This Sword Sutra emphasizes the meaning rather than the sutra. Can you understand the true meaning from it?"

Yan Chixiao said: "This junior listened to the immortal narration of the entire scripture. The so-called Big Dipper is the seven words to kill!"

"Very good!"

Aurora True Immortal caressed the palm in admiration, and made up his mind to accept Yan Chixiao as the successor of Aurora Island.

"Hmph! The seven words to kill are so powerful!"

The Immortal Immortal snorted coldly and looked at Yan Chixiao with a murderous look.

"The way of heaven is precious, but you are all bent on killing. Uncle Master is a devil who defies heaven!"

"Be punished!"