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The breath of thunder and calamity spread in the air, making people frightened, but at the same time, the Buddhist dharma shrouded in Jiewei Mountain was also dispersed.

Zhou An came to the previous location and found that Wangtai's body completely disappeared in the thunder. "Is he really dead?"

His instinct told him no, otherwise he wouldn't come back.

It has to be said that it is ironic that such a ghost can successfully survive the tribulation under such circumstances.

then.

He found traces, like traces left by squirming snakes, which were one foot wide.

Zhou An walked forward along the direction of the traces and felt a dangerous aura, and the remaining thunder tribulation spread among the cracks in the rocks on the ground.

From the east to the west of Jiewei Mountain, he stopped in front of a cave and saw a black figure inside, with pupils flickering.

"Are you sick? You have gone away and come back. You go on your Yangguan Road and I go on my single-plank bridge. What does it have to do with us?" Wangtai's voice came from inside, feeling Zhou An's approach. He was obviously frightened, and he was too weak to survive the thunder tribulation.

Zhou An sneered: "What do you mean, it doesn't matter. You almost killed me before. Can't I come back to take revenge?"

"And a ghost like you is meant to be punished by everyone on sight."

He waved his hand with one hand and slashed away with the flying sword. The entire cave was separated from the middle and the top of the mountain was cut off in half.

Wangtai's body was also split into two by him, and the fracture showed rapid decay, and the vitality was visible to the naked eye.

Zhou An was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt a burst of pain in his feet. A dragon-like snake-like shadow emerged from the ground and bit his thigh. His emotions changed unprecedentedly, and at the same time, his soul continued to shake. High speed vibration.

His body was unable to move at this moment.

"Haha, you finally got it." Wang Tai, who was only half of his body, laughed crazily, "This world is the prison of this world, and emotions are the prison of human beings, making it difficult for people to see the truth."

"This is also a fall from heaven. You will be swallowed up by your own emotions."

Zhou An was half-kneeling on the ground, but his expression gradually became calmer, and he looked at Wangtai sinisterly: "Looking at it this way, we were indeed the same kind of people before, but we just went in different directions."

“All things are perishable, including emotions.”

If any emotion fluctuates greatly, he will use his sword to weaken it. After a few back and forth, his state of mind will completely calm down.

This way of treating oneself is extremely cruel, equivalent to cutting off the heels in order to adapt.

The expression on Wang Tai's face ranged from arrogance to surprise to horror. He couldn't imagine how Zhou An did it. "You monster! Have you given up on your emotions a long time ago!"

Even he couldn't do it, abandon all emotions. Emotions are related to the mind. The higher the mind, the stronger the emotions.

Unless you are an immortal, only an immortal can completely abandon your emotions!

Zhou An smiled, cut off the shadow on his feet with a sword, and walked slowly towards the throne: "It seems you still don't understand. My sword can cut off everything, but your sword can only make people change." You have to be drunk and crazy."

"One more thing, this is a nice world. You are guilty of doing such a thing. I don't know if you can understand it."

He swung hundreds of swords at Wang Tai, who had lost the ability to resist, and cut it into fine pieces of meat. Then the meat pieces quickly withered, turned into powder, and disappeared in the air.

At this time, he was finally sure that Wangtai was dead. Without much expression on his face, he turned around and left, walking slowly and unsteadily.

Probably dying.

He realized that he might not die soon, but he was not too sad. Even the sword immortal would die, let alone him, so what if he had less time to live.

When they came to the tree before, Yue Li was not there either.

"have they gone?"

Zhou An looked back and saw Yue Li standing not far behind him.

Yue Li looked at him, with blood still on his fair cheeks, and said with a smile: "I was just about to go find you, but the solution was faster than I expected."

Zhou An thought for a while and said, "Do you think I will lose?"

Yue Li smiled and said, "I don't think you were so confident when you went there."

As she spoke, she sat down cross-legged under the tree, "I want to wait until I recover the Wushou sword before leaving."

Zhou An also sat down beside him: "Then I'll wait for you."

Yue Li's cheeks were slightly red and she glanced at him: "What are you waiting for me to do?"

Zhou An said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's a ride. I can't fly, so it will probably take two or three days to walk back."

"You can't fly?" Yue Li's face showed a difference, "You have already transformed into a god."

Zhou An looked helpless: "What should I do? I can only use the sword and fly, but I can't fly for long. It takes a lot of energy. It's better to walk."

Yue Li suddenly realized: "This is why you didn't run away before."

Zhou An nodded: "Otherwise, I would have run away if I could."

Yue Li thought for a while and said, "It may take a day or two for my dirty sword body to recover."

Zhou An waved his hand and said, "It won't be long, I don't have anything to do anyway."

He is now regarded as the number one sword cultivator in Wuhan City, and has received mission rewards. His heart is clear enough, and he can resist the corrosion of the rotten sword intent to a certain extent.

He leaned under the tree, took out a wine bottle from behind, took a big sip, and suddenly felt refreshed.

This wine was also bought from Huang Qiming when he left.

"Wine? I want to drink too." Yue Li smelled the strong aroma of wine and stretched out his hand.

Zhou An handed her the jug and told her, "Don't finish the drink. This is all I have."

Yue Li rolled her eyes at him: "Stingy", and then took a big sip. She felt that the wine tasted really good, at least it had been brewed for hundreds of years, and called out: "Good wine."

Zhou An thought that Yue Li seemed to be from Wangtian Sect, so he asked, "You came here because I killed You Wen?"

Yue Li took another sip, shook his head and said, "Yes and no, I just happened to be nearby and heard the news about you, so I wanted to come over and see the excitement."

"I've also heard about You Wen. No one can blame him for seeking death."

"But you have to be careful. You Wen's master is very defensive. After he dies, someone will definitely come to trouble you."

Zhou An thought for a while and asked, "What is the cultivation level of You Wen's master? It can't be that sword immortal."

Yue Li smiled and said: "It seems that you are still afraid of something. His master is not a swordsman, but he is also a great monk in the integration stage, and his status in Wangtian Sect is not low."

"You don't know the art of soaring into the clouds. Have you never learned it?"

Zhou An said calmly: "I haven't learned anything yet."

Yue Li looked at him carefully and asked further: "You don't know any Taoism, right?"

Zhou An looked embarrassed: "It's almost... almost."

Yue Li fell into deep thought and felt that this was outrageous. Zhou An didn't know any Taoism, but he had the ability to transform into a god.

This is like a child who hasn't learned to walk yet and starts running wildly on the ground or even flying, which is unreasonable.

After thinking for a while, she could only conclude that Zhou An was too stupid to learn, so she said:

"If you have time, let me teach you. With your current level of cultivation, you can learn these basic Tao methods very quickly."

"Really?" Zhou An also showed an interested look on his face, "Thank you then."

He is also very interested in the Taoism of immortal cultivators, but he does not have any foundation. If he wants to learn it now, it will take a lot of trouble.

As a monk who transforms into gods, Yue Li has a thorough grasp and understanding of basic Taoism. He is also a good teacher, explaining in extremely detail and giving demonstrations from time to time.

But Zhou An is not a good student. He is confused when he listens. Even if he barely understands it, he will encounter various problems when he uses it later.

For example, with the Soaring Cloud technique, Zhou An would often fly more than ten meters high, and then suddenly fall from the sky and fall to the ground as if he lacked spiritual energy.

Regarding such anomalies, Zhou Anxin knew that extraordinary power and spiritual energy were different after all, and problems would inevitably arise if Taoism was performed in the same way.

"You're too stupid." Yue Li said feebly. Her head felt heavy, and Professor Zhou Andao was even more tired than a battle with Wangtai.

Zhou An was not impatient, kept failing, and kept practicing, thinking that as long as he understood the working principle of Taoism, he could correct it.

The third day.

Early in the morning, a group of monks wearing long black Taoist uniforms came here.

"They are from Tianji Pavilion. I have informed them before to handle matters here." Yue Li said to Zhou An.

Tianji Pavilion is an organization spread all over the world. It mainly deals with these natural and man-made disasters and maintains the stability of all parties. Therefore, it also has close ties with various dynasties and immortal sects.

The leader was an old man with white hair and a murderous look on his face. He walked up to Zhou An and the two men, bowed and said:

"I'm the deacon of Tianji Pavilion, Qin Yuanzheng. I would like to thank the two Taoist friends for revealing the true face of Jieweishan. I'm afraid this ghost has become a phenomenon. If it is not discovered in advance, it will definitely cause a catastrophe."

He showed great respect because he found the corpse of a monster in the Fusion Stage. It would be easy for such a monster to destroy a city.

Yue Li also said with a serious look on his face: "Although this ghost has been killed by us, there must be other sources. Please investigate it to avoid other disasters."

Qin Yuanzheng said repeatedly: "This is of course, please rest assured, fellow Taoist Yue Li."

Qin Yuanzheng knew Yue Li's identity, but he couldn't see through Zhou An, who was silent next to him. He was like a mortal standing there quietly, without any aura, and no one would notice.

But the more this happened, the more frightened he felt. Only when facing those great monks, he would have a similar feeling. The other party was so advanced that it was natural that he couldn't see through them.

"I don't know the name of this fellow Taoist." Qin Yuanzheng looked at Zhou An and asked.