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

This feeling of being emptied of the whole body's cultivation is more uncomfortable than death!

He raised his head slightly and looked at Lin Yi, with unconcealable hatred erupting in his eyes.

"I am going to kill you!"

Nangong endured the pain and pointed out that the flying sword under his feet was controlled by him, disappeared in a flash, and appeared in front of him in an instant. The sword pointed directly at Lin Yi.

Behind him, phantoms of seven long swords appeared, which were the first swords of Qijue Sword Art.

Lin Yi snorted coldly, the same thing, behind him appeared the same seven sword shadows as Nangong, but their aura had nothing to do with it, exuding a monstrous evil spirit.

"You...how can you know the Seven Absolute Sword!"

Nangong stared. In the phantom of Qijue behind Lin Yi, he could feel the aura similar to Qijuejian, but there were some strange fluctuations in it.

"Hmph! So it's just an imitation technique by outsiders, but that's all! If you can imitate the shape, can you still imitate the essence!"

Nangong showed a disdainful smile, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.

In his opinion, as long as Lin Yi imitates swordsmanship with this trick, he will definitely be vulnerable when facing the orthodox Qijue Sword, and he will still have the possibility of turning defeat into victory at that time!

Lin Yi also noticed that the Qijue Sword was different, but he just smiled.

"Orthodox? I learned the Qijue Sword from the Qijue Sword Master. Of course it is the most orthodox sword technique!"

Nangong sneered and said, "What nonsense Qijue Sword Master? Why have I never heard of it? No matter what name you make up, you will die today!"

As he spoke, he slashed out with the sword, and the phantoms of the seven swords behind him surged and flew up slowly, like a rain of swords, and shot towards Lin Yi together!

Lin Yi focused his eyes, raised his right hand, and pointed forward. The flying sword in front of him was driven and drawn by spiritual power, and stabbed in the direction of his finger.

The seven sword shadows followed at the same time, like a silver snake, circling forward.

There was a bang, and the silver snake collided with the sword rain, making a crackling sound, and a wave of air swept across, setting off a wave of spiritual power, which rose vertically and horizontally.

The ripples dissipated, and the rain of swords had dissipated, but the silver snake was unscathed. It made the sound of the sword, piercing the sky in an instant, and the evil spirit was overwhelming, and it went straight to the palace!

Nangong's face was pale, and he wanted to run away, but the silver snake was faster and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, touching his eyebrows, only an inch away, and could kill him completely!

The fierce sword shadow rushed towards his face, causing Nangong to have a splitting headache, but he didn't dare to take a half step. It seemed that there was an ancient beast roaring in front of him. It was so terrifying that he didn't dare to act rashly.

Under this threat, the blood demon pill in Nangong's body was also affected by the evil spirit, and the effect of the medicine began to take effect, and his body suddenly turned upside down.

The blood in the body was boiling, as if it had evaporated in an instant, and the feeling of weakness and near-death came together, making Nangong feel as if he was experiencing a double sky of ice and fire.

But? This is not the scariest.

Under the influence of Qijue Sword's evil spirit, the Xuesha Pill has undergone some mutations and produced new effects.

An aura similar to spiritual power erupted from Nangong's body, swept across his limbs, and finally stayed in his consciousness for a long time.

In an instant, the memories of childhood, the pain of cultivation, the intrigue of the sect, and the betrayal of the Taoist companions in the memory came together like a tide, making Nangong suddenly fall into madness.

"what!"

He covered his head, his eyes were red, and he let out a scream.

"Father...why did you abandon me! Since you are so cruel, you have no right to blame me for slaughtering the Nangong family!"

"There is no smooth sailing on the road of cultivation... Master, I respect you as a father, but you are like my parents, and you do things like abandonment. I don't accept it! I will kill you in this life!"

"Senior Brother Li is amazingly talented, so what! The person I Nangong wants to kill, no one can stop him!"

"Ru'er...why are you abandoning me just like Master..."

"Ru'er, don't be afraid, I won't let you leave me... This is just a nightmare, after waking up, you will always be with me..."

"Ru'er, you are so beautiful... Unfortunately, you can't speak now..."

Endless painful memories, true or false, all surfaced in Nangong's heart, making him completely lose his ability to think, and his mental defenses completely collapsed!

Lin Yi watched coldly from the sidelines. Under such circumstances, his mental power easily invaded the unsuspecting Nangong's consciousness, and saw scenes of the past in his memory.

Some of these memories are true and some are false.

Qijue Sword's evil energy entered his body, which affected Nangong's thinking, helped him recall many ups and downs and painful past events, and also attached some good memories to a dark veil...

Nangong's identity was also fully known by Lin Yi.

His real name is Nangong Mo, but now, the word Mo is extinct, and only Nangong is left as his name.

The Nangong family was originally one of the top ten families in the Shentian Mansion. Their ancestors once produced powerful people who had enlightened to the Dao, and followed the ancient emperor to fight in ten directions. Although they have not had the glory of the past, they are still as strong as clouds and have a prominent status.

Such a family was wiped out overnight many years ago, and no one knows the murderer.

However, Lin Yi saw part of the truth about the extermination of the Nangong family from Nangong's memory!

Part of the reason is that there is a protective force in Nangong's consciousness, like a sharp sword, wrapping around an area that is difficult to detect.

In that area, there are all the secrets about how Nangong entered the Shenyin Sect, how he became one of the Seven Absolutes, and the Shenyin Sect.

This is probably the sword spirit bodyguard that Nangong said before, making it impossible for Lin Yi to explore these areas.

At this time, Nangong's eyes gradually cleared up. The first effect of the Xuesha Pill had passed, but affected by the evil spirit, his consciousness was still in a trance, and some indelible memory fragments flashed from time to time.

Lin Yi looked into his eyes and said coldly: "Nangong Mo, have you considered it now? Answer my question, or go through the pain again!"

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Under pressure, he didn't speak, just nodded.

Lin Yi's face softened, and he said, "I want to know how to open the hidden character token."

"Shenyin Sect Token? There are three levels, Shenzi Token, Hidden Token, and Secret Token. Most disciples, including me, can only open the secret token. As for the Hidden Token, you must reach the seventh heaven of Pure Yang above to view."

Nangong spoke calmly, his eyes were empty, as if he had fallen into dead silence.

Lin Yi didn't fully believe what he said, and said, "Then do you have a token with secret characters?"

A trace of hatred flashed in Nangong's eyes, but it wasn't aimed at Lin Yi. He gritted his teeth and said, "The token of the secret word was snatched away by those bastards who ambushed me at the beginning. Chunyang was forced to such a situation..."

Lin Yi had already seen this in Nangong's memory. There were five monks who ambush Nangong. They used secret methods to hide their bodies, but their cultivation bases fluctuated in the pure yang realm, obviously they came prepared.

Lin Yi pondered for a moment, and did not ask any other questions.

Nangong closed her eyes, ready to accept her upcoming fate calmly.

Lin Yi glanced at him and said, "Since you have answered my question, I will abide by the agreement and not kill you."

Nangong suddenly opened his eyes, but the doubts in his eyes became more intense, and he asked: "What exactly do you want to do? If you want to kill or cut, you can listen to me!"

Lin Yi said slowly, "I don't need to kill you, but you have to be my servant for thousands of years."

Nangong sneered: "Thousand-year servant? How dare you say it! The lifespan of a monk at the peak of the Pure Yang Realm is only 3000 years!"

Cultivation into pure yang, although the life expectancy has been greatly increased, but still cannot escape the thousand-year limit.

The pure yang realm is the first heaven, and the lifespan is 300 years.

After that, every time you ascend to a higher level, your lifespan can be increased by 100 years, and when you reach the eighth level of Pure Yang Realm, your lifespan will be 1000 years.

A monk of the Nine Heavens in the Pure Yang Realm can live up to 3000 years!

Lin Yi said lightly: "Follow me for a thousand years. If I become enlightened, you will become enlightened. After a thousand years, I will guarantee that you will become a true spirit, immortal for thousands of years, and immortal for thousands of years!"

Chapter 252

A thousand years to become a true spirit?

When Nangong heard this, he almost wanted to curse.

Not to mention becoming a true spirit after a thousand years, even if he has practiced for more than [-] years and his realm is already at the fifth level of the pure yang state, he does not know how long it will take to become a true spirit.

True spirit and pure yang are separated by a realm, but they represent the difference between immortals and mortals!

In the ancient times, those who became true spirits would go through a catastrophe, and after the catastrophe, they would ascend into the ranks of immortals.

In Nangong's knowledge, the fastest cultivator in history took only 20 years to cultivate from the physical training state to the ninth level of pure yang state, but it took a full time to go from the ninth level of pure yang state to the first level of true spirit state. 720 years!

The gap between these is enough to prove that the real spirit realm is as difficult as reaching the sky!

Therefore, when Lin Yi said that following him for a thousand years would prove the truth, Nangong's first reaction was that it was ridiculous.

But after he thought about it, he was considered to be in a weak position now, if he really laughed out loud, he might lose his life.

He was stunned for a long time, staring at Lin Yi's face, scrutinizing it carefully, and finally he could only sigh quietly: "There is something wrong with your designation."

Facing Nangong's questioning, Lin Yi was confident.

After all, no one knows the way to practice the true spirit realm better than him.

Lin Yi concentrated and held his breath, and after a while, a faint blue streamer was forced out from the center of his brows, flew across the air, and landed on Nangong's fingertips.

"Look, what is this?" Lin Yi said flatly.

Nangong looked puzzled, and when he looked at it intently, his face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his head in shock, and said sharply: "Could it be... True Qi!"

Lin Yi nodded slightly, looked at Nangong with a smile, and waited for his choice.

The so-called true spirit law, also known as true qi, can be transformed into monster qi, and even for some monks, they can absorb true qi in advance, so as to comprehend the true spirit law, so that they can soar into the sky and cross the pure sun state , Cultivate into a true spirit directly!

It's just that this method is not smart.

Cultivation, still has to rely on step by step, step by step to improve, lack of stamina.

However, if he helped Nangong become enlightened, he would not have these considerations.

Nangong almost didn't hesitate, with a frenzied look on his face, he said: "If you have true energy, it's not difficult to achieve enlightenment in a thousand years, let alone a thousand years! It's just that true energy is always scarce..."

Lin Yi raised his hand to interrupt him, and dozens of faint blue streamers lingered around his fingertips, all of which were so-called true energy.

Nangong suddenly became short of breath. Although there was still a trace of struggle in his eyes, after seeing the true energy, it completely dissipated. He stood up respectfully, stood in front of Lin Yi, and knelt down on the spot.

"Seven Masters of the Shenyin Sect, Nangong Mo, pay homage to the master!"

Lin Yi stretched out his hand, and said calmly: "You must know the old rules of recognizing the master."

Without hesitation, Nangong put his fingers between his eyebrows, and a vague breath was drawn out by him, looking like a miniature version of Nangong.

This is his consciousness.

Giving the conscious body to Lin Yi is equivalent to giving his own life to Lin Yi. If Lin Yi wants to, he can destroy this conscious body with a single thought.

And Nangong, who is the main body of the conscious body, will also have a mental breakdown in an instant and become a walking dead without the slightest consciousness!

Grabbing Nangong's conscious body, Lin Yi threw it into his spiritual realm, wrapping it layer by layer with spiritual power.