People in the Book: Binding the Cao Thief System at the Start

Speaking of the Qijue Sword Master, Lin Yi is no stranger.

This person was also an important role in the setting, the ancestor of the Shenyin Sect in ancient times? He was at the same age as the Emperor.

At that time, the Shenyin Sect was just an insignificant small sect, but the Qijue Sword Master was amazingly talented and did not choose to surrender to the Emperor, but became a fairy after breaking into the Real Spirit Realm and ascended to the upper realm.

However, this person was only in the True Spirit Realm when he ascended, so it stands to reason that he should not be able to leave behind such a strange supernatural power, which can reverse the years and detain the monk's breath.

This kind of method is unpredictable, and it cannot be comprehended by a mere true spirit realm!

but……

Lin Yi shook his head again, and said to himself: "The plot has changed, and if I look at things with my original settings, I'm afraid I can't figure it out..."

He no longer delved into it, but turned to look inside himself, trying to find out the origin of the aura that was imprisoned by the Qijue Sword Master and entered the upper realm with him.

But during this investigation, he didn't find the origin of that breath, but saw a mysterious rune appearing in his body, surrounding the Taoist mansion, as if he wanted to enter it.

Lin Yi pulled it with his spiritual force, and the mysterious rune vibrated suddenly, as if he was struggling, but in the end he was pulled out of his body by the spiritual force.

With a bang, the rune exploded in front of Lin Yi!

At the moment when the rune exploded, a ray of light emerged from the smoke and dust, and instantly merged into Lin Yi's mind, like a picture scroll slowly unfolding in Lin Yi's consciousness.

Lin Yi watched intently, his eyes gradually became fascinated, looking at the nothingness, as if he was looking at someone.

It took him a long time to look away, and the picture scroll in his heart became clearer.

On the picture scroll, there are only seven figures holding swords, without any specific form, as if they were born just for the sword in their hands, wielding the sword endlessly and tirelessly.

That is... the inheritance method of Qijue Sword!

"The Qijue Sword Master once said that non-Shenyin Sect disciples are not allowed to learn the Qijue Sword, but the sword art somehow appeared in my consciousness..."

Lin Yi suddenly felt a headache, and rubbed the center of his brows, feeling as if he had stepped into a certain layout and became a pawn of Qijue Sword Master.

"If you want me to be a pawn, then I will enter your chess game! Let's see what you can do!"

Lin Yi raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he had penetrated the shackles of the dark world, and saw an unknown place, where there were misty clouds and heavenly palaces.

Lin Yi just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze, immersed in the picture scroll, and began to comprehend the Qijue Sword.

A flying sword appeared in front of him, and it started to dance without using hands. If someone watched carefully, they would definitely find that the trajectory of the flying sword's sword light was very similar to the first figure in the painting.

The Qijue Sword has a total of seven styles of swordsmanship, and each style is closely related. After comprehended one by one, the power will be superimposed, and finally the Qijue can be activated to kill the enemy!

However, this does not mean that the previous red-robed monks have comprehended the seven moves of the Seven Absolute Swords.In fact, Qijue swordsmanship is extremely difficult to master, not only depends on talent, but also chance. Even the most talented person in the Shenyin sect can only comprehend the six swords, and can only activate the five swords at will.

But the reason why the Qijue Sword is called Zhenzong's unique skill is because it has the power of great supernatural powers. Even if you only understand one sword, you can also use the power of the seven swords. However, only one of the Qijue swords is true, and the other six swords are all Transformed into a phantom.

After two days of quiet comprehension, Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes, a sword light flashed in his eyes, he grabbed the flying sword in front of him, and slashed forward at will.

The majesty of a sword swept out, followed by six phantoms, aroused one by one, under the urging of Lin Yi, it seemed to turn into a silver snake, with silver lights shining, wandering around the world, sweeping the Tianshan Mountains with the sword!

The clouds and mist in the peak of Tongtian not far away were suddenly cut off by the sword light, revealing a gap.

But in the blink of an eye, the gap disappeared, as if the previous rupture was just an illusion.

"The first move of the Seven Absolute Sword, after two days of comprehension, there will be a small success... It's time to go to the inner palace to see it!"

Lin Yi looked at the peak of Tongtian Mountain in the distance, while meditating, the flying sword shook, he stepped on it with one step, made a tactic with one hand, the sword light flashed, and shot towards the clouds and mist.

Chapter 250 Blood Evil

From the outside, the land of the Inner Mansion looks like a sky-reaching mountain peak, shrouded in clouds and mist, but when you enter it, you can see the mystery of this place. The inside is a space of its own, with a radius of thousands of miles, which is also divided into two places, inside and outside.

However, the connection between the inner and outer parts of the inner mansion is very strong, and a layer of golden sky net lies across it. If there are pure yang realm masters here, they will definitely recognize that this is a magic circle formed by the power of the pure yang law .

At this time, outside the pure yang circle, Nangong looked bitterly, looking inside the law.

He has tried his best, but there is no way to enter it. He can only wait outside, praying that the monks in the interior can come out.

"What's in there... Those guys have been in there for several days, why is there no trace..."

Nangong stared at the magic circle, trying to see through the magic circle and see the scene inside, but there was an aura in the dark that covered his vision, making him unable to detect it.

"If it wasn't for me before the injury, it would be easy to break through this formation... It's a pity, but now I can only wait."

Nangong felt bitter in his heart. He turned his head and looked behind him. The fog was still there, but there was a figure lingering in it, as if he was about to enter it soon.

Nangong didn't know who that person was, but there was a great possibility that it was the person who chased and killed him before...

He didn't stand up, but continued to sit cross-legged on the spot, slowly closing his eyes, as if he had given up struggling.

The figure behind him walked through the clouds, like a headless fly, wandering around, but finally found the exit of the formation, found the correct direction, and slowly floated towards the place where Nangong was.

"break!"

Following the sound of a cold voice, the cloud and mist dissipated immediately, and the person in the middle stepped into the place.

Black hair shawls, fair face, although not handsome, but barely a handsome man, dressed in ethereal white clothes, his temperament is dusty, his eyes are like sharp swords, sweeping around, and finally landed on Nangong not far away, showing a trace of Smile without meaning.

This person is Lin Yi!

Entering the inner mansion, he immediately felt the breath of the formation in front of him, which seemed to isolate a world. He operated his spiritual eyes, penetrated the formation, and saw the scene inside.

There are more than a dozen figures among them, exuding the fluctuation of pure yang law, with their backs facing the formation, sitting cross-legged, as if they are comprehending something.

In front of them, there is a hundred-foot-high platform, the top is covered by clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly, but the breath that overflows from it distorts the void.

Just looking at it from a distance, there was a breath chasing Lin Yi's gaze, piercing through the formation, turning into a stream of light, about to rush into Lin Yi's eyes!

Lin Yi quickly withdrew his gaze, dispersed his mental power, and cut off the streamer.

This move seemed to startle the dozen or so pure-yang figures in the formation. They all raised their heads, and their gazes seemed to break through the formation, and fell on Lin Yi.

But just for a moment, they lost interest and continued to close their eyes, feeling the unknown.

Lin Yi heaved a sigh of relief, and stopped observing the formation, but walked towards Nangong not far away. He held the flying sword in his hand and pressed it against Nangong's throat.

Nangong opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Yi coldly. He has his own arrogance, and even if the crisis of life and death is approaching, it is difficult to erase his unyielding will.

Lin Yi stared at him for a while, his face darkened, and he said coldly, "I give you two choices, first, die! Second, answer all my questions truthfully!"

Nangong didn't respond, but continued to stare at Lin Yi, as if he wanted to keep every detail of his face firmly in his heart.

Lin Yi suddenly laughed.

"You look plain, but your heart is ups and downs. I'm afraid you don't want to die, do you?"

With Lin Yi's spiritual attainments, although he didn't get Nangong's memory, he was very sensitive to any fluctuations in his thoughts.

Nangong seemed plain, but he was more anxious than anyone else in his heart, and even his psychological defense line almost collapsed. Lin Yi took advantage of it and invaded his consciousness with a trace of mental power to search his memory.

Suddenly, Lin Yi's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The trace of mental power he invaded into Nangong's consciousness was wiped out directly, as if there was an extremely powerful existence guarding Nangong's consciousness.

"Worthy of being one of the seven masters of the Shenyin Sect, amazingly talented, and a natural coincidence, don't underestimate it..."

Lin Yi put away his contempt, and asked again with the words just now.

But Nangong was still reticent. When he saw Lin Yi vomit blood, his eyes lit up, and he thought of a new idea, and his mind became firm again.

A cold light appeared in Lin Yi's eyes, and an evil thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

As Nangong? One of the seven masters of the Shenyin Sect... If he is made into a puppet...

Lin Yi didn't have a way to refine puppets, but in his space mother ring, there was a unique ancient elixir named Xuesha.

This kind of elixir was refined by ancient monks, and it is specially used to control servants. As long as the servants are forced to take one, they can control the person's lifeline. After a month, you will experience the pain of thousands of bones turning into blood, which is extremely vicious!

Lin Yi didn't want to use this Blood Fiend Pill at first. After all, it was a means of the ancient magic way and it didn't match his ideas.

And the number of this pill is rare, there are only three in his empty mother ring.

However, in Nangong's capacity, taking this pill is not considered a waste. After careful consideration, Lin Yi took out the Blood Demon Pill and decided to let Nangong take it.

Nangong casually glanced at Xue Sha Dan, showing disdain.

"Want to use Gu Pills to control me? Dreaming! I am protected by the aura of hidden gods in my body, and there is also the body protection of the Qijue Sword and Sword Spirit left by the ancestors of the sect, which is invulnerable to all poisons!"

With one finger, Lin Yi flicked the Xuesha Pill into Nangong's eyebrows, and when he saw the pill melted into it, he sneered and said, "What kind of nonsense God's hidden breath, Seven Absolute Sword and Sword Spirit, if you really have these things to protect your body, how could you be reduced to such a state? The fate of the realm falling?!"

Speaking of this matter, Nangong suddenly became angry.

He didn't lie, the divine hidden breath and Qijue sword spirit are indeed protecting the Dao in his body, but they are completely passive body protection, and are restricted by the realm, unless his realm reaches the ninth level of pure yang realm, otherwise it will be difficult to drive this Two big killers.

However, it is more than enough to passively save his life, which is the main reason why Nangong is not afraid of Lin Yi's attack.

Of course, there are secondary reasons, such as...

"Do you dare to kill me!"

Nangong was full of arrogance, and when facing Lin Yi, his eyes were proud.

The status of the Shenyin Sect and Qijue's status gave him a lot of self-confidence. At the same time, he also had a trace of conceit, and he was extremely contemptuous of his fellow monks.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Blood Fiend Pill had just fused and it would take time for the pill to release its effects, Lin Yi would have rushed up and slapped him twice. This guy's expression really deserves a beating!

But soon, Nangong's beating expression froze.

Lin Yi looked down, and a mysterious rune appeared in the middle of his palm. This rune seemed to be connected to Nangong in the dark. With the help of the fluctuation of the rune, Lin Yi felt the breath of life in Nangong, as if as long as he was willing, his heart would A single thought can make Nangong beyond redemption!

Nangong also saw the rune in Lin Yi's palm. At this moment, he seemed to see himself.

My life is in the hands of others...

"You don't dare to touch me, because I have a guardian sword spirit..."

Nangong swallowed, and said so in extremely unconfident words that he didn't realize.

"Really?" Lin Yi had a half-smile, and with a slight movement of his palm, the rune in his palm fluttered as if being blown by the wind, like a faint flame in a strong wind.

With the change of the rune, Nangong also changed accordingly, his body suddenly became illusory, and his whole body was like a flame, which could be extinguished at any time.

Chapter 251 Conquering Nangong Mo

In fact, when it comes to death, Nangong is not afraid. As a young arrogance, he has his own arrogance. From his point of view, why should we fear death as a monk?

However, when the rune flashed, Nangong's steadfast cultivation was shaken.

This feeling is more terrifying than death!

When the runes flashed, Nangong felt his whole body collapsed, his body seemed to be hollowed out, his limbs were limp, his muscles were numb when he raised his arms, and he even spoke weakly and intermittently.