Everyone asks me

The monks of the Taiyan Sect, after they worked so hard to become true disciples, not only did they not receive preferential treatment, but they went to the Patriarch Hall to stay for three days and three nights, wading through many illusions.

Those who can detect and break the state of mind will improve and their cultivation will increase, and those who are a little weaker will inevitably breed demons, and the many illusions they see will torture him in different ways.

If the more pitiful juniors are given the upper hand by the evil thoughts, they will go crazy and have the aura retrograde.Although it is not fatal, it also affects the practice, at least it takes several months to nourish the soul.

No wonder the Taiyan Sect has been so powerful for so many years. The pain of the true disciples alone is not something ordinary monks can bear.

Facing Su Liusha's condemnation, Yan Ge only said lightly: "There are not many people with good aptitude in the world, and there will always be a few people with high-grade immortal roots in ten years. And it is only a few hundred years for a person who has achieved great power. It’s unlikely that one will come out.”

"The reason for this is not in talent, but in mind. A person who wants to be a true disciple of Taiyan Sect must have determination. Cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you fail this year, you can try again next year. If he is determined, he will eventually One day he can succeed. If he gives up at this point, it means that he is not worthy of being a true disciple of the Taiyan Sect, and it is better to go down the mountain as soon as possible."

"It's cruel enough." Su Liusha muttered, and he couldn't help thinking, "If I entered the Taiyan Gate, I might be brushed off here. Fortunately, I am a casual cultivator. I am born to be beautiful and enjoy myself. Afraid of suffering, only the brain is still smart, and I am lucky enough to survive until now, and I am incomparable with you."

Su Liusha gave up on himself and leaned back in the chair again. A maid picked a grape and fed it to his mouth, and he ate it with his mouth open.

"Anyone who has survived those illusions, the senior in the Patriarch Hall will find a set of cultivation techniques suitable for true disciples, and those who perform well will have adventures." Yan Ge said, "Youtian's Qingge Sword Art , not from me, but from which predecessor, it is the sword formula of the founder of the mountain, Luofu Xianzun. My Taiyan sect has been established for 760 years, and there are no more than 20 people who can comprehend this sword formula .”

Su Liusha waved his hand in a big way, "It's not worth my risk. I'm curious how long your little disciple can last in the Patriarch's Hall."

Seeing Yan Ge laughing and not saying a word, Su Liusha got angry, it was the anger of pity for the beauty and fear of the beauty getting hurt,

"Don't forget, that old ancestor with a weird temper is imprisoned in your patriarch's hall. Your little disciple is so thoughtful, it is inevitable that the stone will be hardened, and he will be harmed to death."

"When he becomes a demon and defectes and goes out, it will be too late for you to regret it."

Yan Ge closed his eyes, and his Qingjun face was a little tired, "If he is possessed by a demon, I probably won't have the heart to chase him down. After all, my heart has softened, so let's do whatever happens."

Seeing that he was so slack, Su Liusha really got angry, and stood up without saying a word, "If you don't take him as an apprentice, I feel sorry for this nephew, and I will give him a few more heart-clearing talismans."

Tsing Yi Xianjun opened his eyes, he raised his eyebrows and smiled and said: "Thank you my friend for giving me the talisman, I have thanked you on behalf of the poor disciple."

So Su Liusha understood that he had been tricked.

Yan Ge himself is a Dharma cultivator, and his ability to draw talismans is definitely not as good as his own.Yan Ge knew that he sympathized with beauties the most, so he used this roundabout method to benefit Qianzi Wen.

What a fox, the Immortal Quicksand stared at Yan Ge angrily for a long time, but finally couldn't bear the sympathy for the fragrance and jade, and ordered the maid beside him to chase after Qian Ziwen.

Qian Ziwen had already traveled a long way, but was stopped by Ranhong, saying that the master had given his little nephew another dozen of pure heart charms.This is of course deeply affectionate and righteous, and Qian Ziwen is inevitably a little confused.

As soon as he thought about it, Qian Ziwen understood.Probably because Su Liusha liked his face very much, and was afraid that something might happen to the beauty's embryo.

Only Qi Youtian was not very happy, he thought for a while and asked Qian Ziwen to put away these spells, and said: "In a few days, I will ask Master to repay this favor. Although Immortal Liusha is not a bad person, he owes others Things are not good after all.”

"Junior Brother, I believe that you are not an ordinary person. I have seen your sword. Even in the realm of demons and illusions, just remember that you have a sword in your heart, no matter what monsters and monsters can do anything to you."

Qian Ziwen nodded obediently, he didn't argue with his senior brother.In fact, as a demon cultivator, he would not be afraid of any monsters and monsters, but the monsters and monsters have to walk around him carefully.

As for the illusion of the heart demon, it is a piece of cake in Qian Ziwen's view.He was originally an ancestor who played with demons, although the formation in Taiyanmen Patriarch Hall was scary, it couldn't help him in the slightest.

However, after Qian Ziwen finished worshiping his teacher and stood alone in the cold and desolate Patriarch Hall, he regretted it a little.

There is not even a person in the Patriarch's Hall, and when I clear my throat, there are endless echoes, it is really lonely.

Qian Ziwen can stand the excitement, but he can't stand the desertedness.Once he calmed down, he couldn't help but think of the endless sleep.

The world is dull and colorless, and the grayness is boring.There was not even the slightest sound, and no one could wake himself up.He had no choice but to fall into a deep sleep, and obviously wanted to get up, but there was nothing he could do.

This taste can be described as too uncomfortable.

Just when this idea had just taken root, Qian Ziwen noticed that the surrounding scene suddenly changed.He is not in the glorious and cold Patriarch's Hall, but in a peach blossom forest.

Qian Ziwen could tell at a glance that this was the peach blossom forest outside Shanhai City. The clusters of peach blossoms were so hot and beautiful that they seemed to be on fire, and he wished that all the flowers would bloom in one day.

He was standing under the peach blossom tree, opposite to him stood a tall and handsome nobleman, his dark eyes were full of him alone.

Qian Ziwen glanced at the man, then moved his eyes away, and casually brushed off the peach blossoms that fell on his shoulders.

"Ziwen, I..." Your young master paused, with a bit of hesitation on his face.

What a vulgar routine, Qian Ziwen can't bear this kind of thing the most.He raised his eyebrows maliciously, "Actually, I don't like you at all. Instead, I fell in love with your father Li Yun at first sight. I'm so close to you, and I just want to find a chance to pursue him. Will you bless me?"

It seemed that Li Tingyu didn't expect such an answer, he was startled, and after a while he frowned and replied: "Even so, I also..."

How can there be so much nonsense, that stone probably didn't come up with such a boring plot after reading too many novels.

Qian Ziwen was impatient.He took advantage of the opportunity to raise his hand, and a simple and unpretentious long sword appeared from his palm, and he couldn't help but stab Li Tingyu with the sword.

Even when the noble young man in white fell to the ground, the expression on his face was still forbearingly lonely.While clutching the wound on his chest, he said intermittently, "I'm actually very happy to die by your hands."

He was still saying he was very happy, but his expression gradually became ferocious, his eyes widened even more, and his pupils were blood red and ferocious like a demon.

In another moment, Qian Ziwen was in purgatory, surrounded by dark, hot red flames.There are all kinds of cries and cries of pain in my ears, and the boiling magma is bubbling and bubbling under my feet.

The vicious hot air rushed straight into the heart along the pores, as if making people's minds chaotic and on fire.

Li Tingyu didn't let him go, stretched out a hand that had turned into bones, and grabbed his robe tightly, "Say, why did you kill me! Even if I betrayed you, how can my father be guilty?" have?"

Tsk, your father sold the original Qianziwen to the old bustard, forcing the child to give up his spiritual body just for revenge, why are you pretending to be innocent now?

Without saying a word, Qian Ziwen stepped on the bone hand, and even deliberately crushed it twice.

This is even more troublesome, Li Tingyu proliferates and differentiates instantly.Hulala A large group of people surrounded Qian Ziwen in a circle, leaving no gaps.

"I hate it, I regret it! I should have killed you that day!" Every Li Tingyu screamed and wailed, like a swarm of flies, "You will pay for your life, and I will pay for your life!"

If you don't take action, it will be impossible, Qian Ziwen sighed.He drew a circular arc with the long sword in his hand, and a group of people rushed to the ground immediately.

But it's useless, the group of innocent souls is getting more and more.Even though Qian Ziwen kept swinging his sword, he still couldn't get rid of the chasing after him.His sword light became sharper and sharper, and his sword swing became more and more skillful, until finally he was numb.

At the next moment, Qian Ziwen was already in a sea of ​​corpses, including men, women and children.When everyone died, their expressions were blank, not knowing why they died.

And Qian Ziwen was holding a sword, and there was still blood dripping from the sword's edge.

"Sinister, do you know your crime?" A cold voice came from the sky, and Yan Ge led Qi Youtian high above the sky, like a god with the power to judge sinners in the world.

"Because of your inner demons, you went to the mortal world to kill wantonly. Now that Taiyan Sect has removed you, let your senior brother kill you for me!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Youtian raised his hand on the cloud with a blank face, and the sword light swung, it was impossible to resist the pressure of the mountain, forcing Qian Ziwen to have difficulty breathing.

Qian Ziwen suddenly stretched out his finger to touch the air, and the whole scene stopped instantly, as if even the wind hadn't moved at all.

He flicked his fingers uninterestedly. He was still in the empty Patriarch Hall, and the lights lit up the ground, making the huge Patriarch Hall even colder and more lonely.

"Here's something new. I've seen the rhetoric of being obsessed with killing too much. I've seen it hundreds of years ago. It's really boring." Qian Ziwen shouted to the hall, and the echo echoed endlessly.

After a while, there was a clear and clear child's voice: "I have never seen such a troublesome person like you, neither this nor that, what do you want from me?!"

Tong Yin also felt a little wronged, as if she could cry at any time, but unfortunately Qian Ziwen didn't like this at all.He shook his robe and sat on the ground, sneered and said: "Pretend, you pretend. You have lived for thousands of years, and you still think of yourself as a little girl, I am ashamed of you!"

As if being poked at a sore spot, Tong Yin finally couldn't help but snark: "You scourge! Why are the people in the Tianmu government so stupid and let you out again?"