Chapter 432 Self-mutilation of both eyes, Ice and Snow Lotus
But no one expected it.

It turned out that Ge Canhong did it on purpose, pretending to fail and giving the victory to Luo Changsheng.

"Uncle Master, why is this so?"

Ge Canhong sighed and then said.

"At that time, the sect was weak. Purple-faced Immortal arrived at the sect before Luo Changsheng arrived. He suggested that I lose on purpose to increase Luo Changsheng's confidence and help him break through."

Condensing the sword heart, set the goal of reaching the state of enlightenment."

"No one else is to blame."

"It's just that our sect was weak at that time, and we had to rely on others. After all, he was a powerful person in the Realm of True Beings, and we could 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.

"According to Master Ge, where should my sword heart be?"

Among the four Vajras of Feitianmen, Ge Canhong has outstanding combat power and is ranked first.

Strong.

He also practiced kendo for many years and had in-depth research on swordsmanship.

At this moment Ge Canhong shook his head.

"Where is your sword heart? You should ask yourself. No one else can know."

"Is it immortality, protection, and no regrets? Is it to reach the peak, or to exchange for a free life? Only you know this."

Ye Yang was silent for a moment and said no more.

His primary motivation for cultivating immortality was naturally the pursuit of immortality, breaking the limits of life span, living forever, and living as long as the sky.

But no matter how much desire there is in my heart.

But at this moment, there is no such sudden feeling.

"Uncle, look at this."

Ye Yang suddenly thought of something and took out an old stone slab from his storage bag.

The slate is not big, only about a foot square, but it is ancient and mottled. When the sun shines down, the light shines on the slate, just like a clear spring flowing over the stone.

The light spot moves, which is quite strange.

"What is this thing? It seems to have a sword energy that lasts for a long time."

Ge Canhong is worthy of being a famous swordsman. As soon as he took out this item, he sensed that this stone slab was unusual.

"Uncle Master, you will know at a glance."

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

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

"It turned out to be the sword of ignorance inherited by a blind old man thousands of years ago. How did you get this thing?"

Ye Yang looked at the worn stone slab, a hint of memory flashing in his eyes.

"Many years ago, when I was refining the magical weapon White Horse Blade, I fought with the sick scholar Zhu Xingyu."

"He practiced the Qi of Sickness and Death and obtained the mysterious inheritance of a generation of extraordinary people, the Blind Old Man."

"I got this from him."

Ignore the old man and be fond of swords all your life.

As a result, his cultivation was delayed because of the sword, and he was near the end of his life and could not make a breakthrough.

He thought that everything he saw was impure, not as pure as the sword light.

So he blinded himself and devoted his life to kendo.

The Sword of Ignorance, although powerful, requires a spirit of death and sickness. Ye Yang has been trying to understand it for many years, but has never succeeded in practicing it.

This sword technique is not suitable for him.

Now that Ge Canhong has fallen into a low point and has become a disabled person, perhaps this is just the right time for him to use him.

What enlightenment can be gained from this sword of disregard?

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 had been able to obtain the Sword of Ignorance before, I would have been extremely happy."

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

After all, Ge Canhong is not blind.

Instead, his Dantian was destroyed and he no longer had any magic power left.

"Three thousand years of reading history is nothing more than fame, wealth and power, but ninety thousand miles of enlightenment is ultimately about poetry, wine and pastoral life."

"Maybe it's good this way. I've been guarding the old fields all my life. I was born on earth and died in heaven, so this is a good ending."

After saying this, Ge Canhong slowly closed his eyes and a tear flowed from his forehead.

Ye Yang remained silent.

He knew that Ge Canhong had not completely let go.

If he had really let it go, why would he shed this tear?

Afterwards, the two discussed some sword-fighting techniques, and Ye Yang walked out of the house.

This night.

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

He sat on the bed alone, without resting for a long time.

And in his hand was a worn slate.

"It still doesn't work. I still can't muster a single bit of mana."

With a creaking sound, there was a noise in the house.

A big gray rat suddenly appeared from under the bed.

Ge Canhong hurried forward to catch the mouse, but the mouse was so fast that it ran to the corner of the wall in a short while.

He was old and couldn't catch it.

Instead, the rat bit his arm, causing blood to flow.

"A mouse dares to bully me."

Ge Canhong was distraught. He walked to the bed and sat down. Only then did he realize that there was a row of gums on his arm.

There was blood flowing on it.

He was angry and leaned down again, but he couldn't find the mouse.

Instead, he fell at the head of the bed, his own shadow reflected in the jade mirror on the bedside.

That figure.

His white hair is flying and his whole body is dull.

"Is this me? I have become like this?"

He reached out and touched his face, in disbelief.

The landscape is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at the time.

Suddenly, I thought of my youthful vigor and vitality, standing straight like a sword.

He seemed to be a thousand years away.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes.

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

“This is the last time I’ll see what I look like.”

"Ignore, ignore. How can I ignore if I have eyes?" After saying that, he suddenly raised his hands, moved two fingers, and actually inserted them into his eyes.

Then he dug out two bloody eyeballs and threw them on the ground.

A huge cloud of dust was splashed up.

Countless mud rolled down

He muttered to himself.

"Ignore, ignore."

"This sword of indifference requires a person without vision to sense the sword's intent. I have nothing left."

"At this moment, I am a cripple in heaven and earth."

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

"From now on, I will close the gate of life and death, face the wall for three years, and avoid the dust."

"Whether I live or die in three years, I will have no regrets. I will either turn into a pile of dirt and be buried with myself, or I will learn new sword techniques, listen to the sound of wind and rain, and watch the clouds rise and fall."

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

But there are other feelings.

……

Recently.

Ye Yang ended his retreat-like 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 light.

Under the reflection of the Evil of Endless Time,

There was a bright light in his eyes.

The majestic God Tianpeng with three heads and six arms, black hair, appears in my mind. He appears slightly, bathed in water.

He slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and the shadow of the canopy seemed to become more agile.

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

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

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

People from the Cui family had already visited several times, and he had also given instructions to Xiuya.

It is said that after the Cui family arrived, they said he was not there.

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

"Sir, the Cui family has brought out the finest treasures and is waiting at the door."

"They said that the item was of great importance and could only be handed over to you personally. I was afraid that it would have some effect on you, so I didn't dare to stop them."

"In this case."

Ye Yang frowned and spoke.

"In that case, you should bring the Cui family here. I want to see what they are selling."

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

After a while.

He walked slowly towards them, leading a handsome young man in white.

He was holding a jade box in his hand.

It has a unique shape, with a Taotie beast pattern engraved on it, and rose red and sky blue lights interwoven on the front of the box.

The charm is unique and extraordinary.

The moment he saw the jade box, Ye Yang knew that the treasure inside was extraordinary.

This jade is the rare Kunlun green jade.

It is naturally formed and perfectly carved, and is the material for many elixirs. A piece the size of a fingernail can be very expensive.

The rarest colors of Kunlun jade are rose red and sky blue.

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

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

It must be for the Biluo Sanqing secret scroll.

After a pause, Ye Yang didn't say anything.

However, Cui Qinggui's attitude was extremely respectful and frugal.

He spoke to Ye Yang.

"Junior Qinggui pays homage to Guardian Ye."

Ye Yang spoke.

"I just came back from outside, what's the matter?"

Cui Qinggui had already known from the guardian of the family that Ye Yang had not been out during this period.

But at this moment, both of them knew the truth and kept it secret.

Cui Qinggui spoke up.

"The Green Turtle knows that the Dharma Protector has just returned and is exhausted from the journey, so he has sent the Dharma Protector a great gift to soothe his mind. Please accept it."

After saying this, Cui Qinggui took out a white jade piece.

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

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

"You do have a heart."

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

For cultivators, it is an excellent thing to nourish the mind.

It is produced on the Baixue Peak of Dabie Temple in the Western Regions, and is extremely rare.

Only a professional caravan like the Cui family can cross the east and west and connect the north and south.

There is only way to obtain it.

He knew that this thing was just a gift, and the truly valuable things were still in the Kunlun green jade box.

Sure enough, the next moment, Cui Qinggui slowly walked in front of Ye Yang and quietly opened the jade box.

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

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

Ye Yang looked down and saw something inside that looked like a lotus platform made of ice and snow, wrapped in green and red.

The pistil in the middle rustled in the wind, and a ball of purple air condensed but did not dissipate.

Seeing this object that looked like a jade lotus made of ice and snow, Ye Yang couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

As soon as it touched, he felt the Earth's Faling River tremble slightly.

It seems like I met someone of the same kind.

Soon, Ye Yang recognized the origin of this thing.

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

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

"Protector Ye is indeed a scholar with a wide range of knowledge. This thing is the Heavenly Ice Snow Lotus Water Seed."

(End of this chapter)