Chapter 2 Mu Ming

In the dense bamboo forest, there is a man-made open space. At this time, on the open space, a teenager in black clothes is holding an unknown black sword and is practicing hard.

The teenager was about 15 or 16 years old, and his black hair danced with him. In contrast to the black hair was the pale skin of the teenager, which looked a little uncomfortable. Between the still movement, there were crystal beads of sweat dripping from the tip of his nose. Between the eyebrows that still remained a little childish, there was also a little loneliness. Proudly, his black eyes like ancient wells were calm, staring at the long sword in his hand, and his heart was distracted.

The sword style practiced by the teenager is not profound, it is just a set of relatively ordinary moves, but if you look carefully, this set of ordinary swordsmanship reflects a different taste in the hands of the teenager. Between the young man's hands and feet, there is a fierce momentum. Every move seems to leave no room. Going straight forward, this fierceness is not caused by years of fighting, but more like a natural temperament, cold and fierce.

I don't know when, an old man in black appeared on the edge of the open space. The old man's face was already full of ravines and his white hair was messy. He did not have a legend that the crane-haired and spirit of a master outside the Middle Ages. On the contrary, his haggard and depressed face revealed a little feeling of sunset and heroes. .

"Mr." The teenager obviously noticed the appearance of the old man. He took the opportunity to put away the sword in his hand, stepped on the thick fallen leaves under his feet, made a small and broken sound. He walked to the old man and lowered his head and shouted respectfully.

"Well, come with me." The old man nodded and turned around and walked away.

The old and young did not seem to like to talk. No one spoke all the way, only the fallen leaves under his feet made a sparse sound, which seemed to be quieter.

Walking into a wooden house, the old man sat down first, looked at the teenager and said, "Do you know why you have never called my master for more than ten years?"

The teenager didn't say anything, just shook his head.

"Five years ago, you died once. At that time, I just agreed to your father's request to pick you up and bury you well. I just didn't expect that such a change would happen when I was a few days late. Jia Chen, no one can really be your master. Your future path is destined to be extraordinary, and I, nor I'm just trying my best to help your father fulfill his last wish. Speaking of this, the old man's face was a little more lonely.

"Jachen, tell me what you know about the blood of the devil."

"The blood of the demon?" Jia Chen raised his head and carefully recalled what he had learned.

"The bloodline of the heavenly demon is also known as the bloodline abandoned by heaven, but it is also recognized as one of the strongest, most horrible and evil bloodlines between heaven and earth. People with the bloodline of the heavenly demon are almost unacceptable in the world, because under the same strength, the bloodline of the heavenly demon is almost the strongest bloodline, and the nature of the bloodline of the heavenly demon is murderous. Every time you upgrade the realm, you need to kill crazily to obtain a huge soul spirit to refine and absorb, so as to go to a stronger road, which makes all creatures afraid and panic. Due to its extremely harsh conditions, only three people with heavenly demon blood have appeared in the sky for millions of years, but all of them have been strangled. Killing in the early stage, so no one has ever cultivated the heavenly demon's bloodline to great success, and it has always been a mystery for the later growth of the heavenly demon's bloodline.

Jia Chen recited the information recorded on Yu Jian word for word, and there was no mistake.

"Well, I recite it well, but I want to hear your understanding." The old man looked at Jia Chen.

"It's very powerful." Jia Chen highlighted these three words without thinking, and there was a trace of fanaticism in his plain eyes.

"Hmm." The old man nodded, "Even if it is said that the heavenly demon bloodline is one of the first bloodline in the world, the most horrible bloodline, the most evil bloodline, the four words of the heavenly demon bloodline have almost become the forbidden words of the skylight star, but Jiachen, if I tell you that you are the fourth person with the heavenly demon bloodline?"

"I don't know." Jia Chen truthfully said what he thought in his heart, but he didn't know.

"hehe." The old man stood up, slowly paced in the house, and then said, "Maybe you haven't felt it yet. That's because you haven't embarked on the road of cultivation, and you are not a real monk. The levels of the mortal world are just to lay a solid foundation for future growth. You can only step across the mortal world and step into the real world. Only then can he really be regarded as a monk.

"But..." Jia Chen suddenly remembered something, but was stopped by the old man waving his hand.

"This is only the first, second, the characteristics of the heavenly demon bloodline are too obvious, cold, cold, natural scarlet blood, etc. The obvious characteristics of the heavenly demon blood will cause people with the heavenly demon bloodline to be very easy to be exposed and secretly strangled, but you are different. You don't think there is anything special about your heart. The place?"

Jiachen lowered his head and looked at his left chest and nodded. When he was practicing, he found that there was a dark shadow as big as a heart in his heart, but he could not detect it, which always made Jia Chen very distressed.

"Yes, that's the spirit of half a month!"

"Spirit of the Moon!" Jia Chen could no longer calm down. He banged the black sword in his hand and looked at the old man in consternment.

To talk about the spirit of this moon, no one in the whole sky and light star does not know the spirit of the moon. One of the four great sacred objects of heaven and earth, the ten-year war in the fission era is because of these four major sacred objects, because many peak strong people of these four sacred objects have fallen for this, and how many innocent lives have been slaughtered, leading to the end of the whole era. Therefore, the power of these four sacred objects can be imagined. Now that Don's spirit of the moon is on Jia Chen, how can this not surprise Jia Chen?

"Ha ha, don't be nervous." The old man seemed to have expected that Jiachen would do so. He smiled faintly and then said, "Although the spirit of the moon is strong, it is not what you can master at this stage. Now you are not even qualified to look at it. I sink the spirit of the moon into your body is completely to suppress the magic of the blood of the heavenly demon. What's more, the spirit of this moon is only half, and it can only stay there quietly for a long time in the future, which only plays such a role, so you don't have to be too surprised.

"So, when can I use it?" Jia Chen asked tentatively.

"Don't ask me, this is to ask you, Jia Chen, this moon spirit heart is only half, just to help you not expose your identity, but it suppresses your demon blood while also suppressing part of your ability. If you want to be really strong, you still need to find the other half of the moon spirit, only the other half It can help you improve your level. Saying that the old man's face became serious again.

"Why?" Jia Chen doesn't quite understand.

"If you completely improve your realm, then when you achieve great success, you will be the only one left in the world."

"I see." Jiachen suddenly thought of a sentence about the bloodline of the heavenly demon on Yujian. Every time the bloodline of the heavenly demon is upgraded, it needs a huge soul to refine and absorb. That is to say, Jiachen needs to kill a lot of people. It is impossible for Jiachen to be like this, and it is even more impossible for the old man to make Jiachen to become like this.

"Well, the bloodline of the devil kills because of magic, and is powerful because of killing, but in the end it also dies because of killing, because the more killing, the heavier the heart demons are, and the advantages and disadvantages are always equal. Behind the powerful bloodline is a more dangerous heart demon. Killing will strengthen yourself, but at the same time, it will also strengthen your heart demons, so Jiachen, you must try your best to avoid killing and find the spirit of the other half of the moon as soon as possible. Only a complete spirit of the moon can help you absorb the soul of the world. Only in this way can you go healthy and become strong. This is also the only way to cultivate the blood of the heavenly demon!"

"Hmm." Although he nodded, there was a bitter smile in Jiachen's heart. The spirit of the moon, the sacred objects of the world, many peak strong people have lost their lives for it, and how can they find such strength now?

The old man seemed to see what Jia Chen thought, but the old man sounded like his father's voice. "Ha ha, it's not the time for you to think too much. The road to be different is already difficult. The road is still long. Jia Chen, you will leave in a few days. I have told you everything I should tell you. In the past ten years, your heart has also been honed. No, I don't need to emphasize the importance of the spirit of the moon and your bloodline. You know it, but I still want to say something. Once the third person knows what happened to you, you are dead!"

"Well, I understand, sir, where are you going?" Jia Chen raised his head and looked directly at the old man and asked.

"Me?" Speaking of this, the old man's face was a little more lonely and vicissitudes. "I have supported it for so many years. I'm tired. Inorganic and Nantian must be waiting for me below. I have to find my meaning. Fifteen years, I will only let you stay with me for 15 years. Jiachen, you must walk well in the future." At this time, the sadness in the old man's yellow turbid eyes was impossible to see through.

"Mr." Jia Chen wanted to change these two words to master, but the old man did not allow it, and Jia Chen could only think about it in his heart.

"You go, let's go," the old man turned his back and didn't want to look back.

Jia Chen looked at the old man's bleak back, with thousands of words stuck in his throat. He couldn't say it. Jia Chen didn't like to talk, and so did the old man. The two had not say too much nonsense in 15 years. In the end, Jia Chen just bowed respectfully and turned away. There was no coldness in his usual cold eyes, but flashed. A few points of water.

Seven days later, Jia Chen, who was already on the road, looked at the letter in his hand and cried for the first time in his life.

Gachen, you must be on your way at this time. Now that you are on the road, don't look back. I know you still have a lot of doubts in your heart about your background, my origin, my relationship with your father, etc. These things are not that I don't tell you, but that you are not qualified to know all this at all. It needs you to discover slowly. When you really discover the truth, it will be the day when you are really powerful. At that time, you will find that there are too many choices for you to choose.

I believe you, you are the last bet of my life, Jia Chen, I believe in your father, and I believe that you will not let me down. If there is still be in the future, I hope I can see your famous day, and I hope to see you at the top of this sky!

Jiachen, in fact, what I'm most worried about is the bloodline of the devil. You are too angry by nature. Although that bloodline is suitable for you, it is really difficult to control. Jiachen, you must avoid killing. Justice and evil are only between one thought. Jiachen, you must have your own opinions, have good intentions and benevolence in your heart. It is something that a saint must have.

All the way to the east, Wujishu, where there is the news you want. Let's not talk about it. If you and I are predestined, we will meet again.

Mr. Mu Ming.