the enemy is always on the verge

Yun Rong nodded, and chatted with Qi Lin naturally, "Although I entered Taoism late, I have also heard a little about the Fourteen Classics of Tianxuan Guilian. After sealing it, I didn't expect Yuxianmen to have a copy."

Qi Lin said nothing, just looked at him from a distance.Yun Rong closed the book and said, "It's just that someone powerful has set a ban on reading this book, otherwise I really want to see where this copy comes from, and whether the cultivation method is really as cruel and vicious as rumored. "

Qi Lin stepped forward and took the copy from Yun Rong and turned to the last page, "This copy is excerpted by me."

Yun Rong was stunned. The spiritual power engraved on this book was powerful and profound. A person who can set up such a restriction is really enough to be called "powerful" in the Cultivation Continent. However, he had never seen or heard of Qi Lin before. .

Yun Rong glanced at the corner of the book, and there were two words engraved on it - Yuanzhi.

"Qi Yuanzhi?!"

Qi Lin put the book back on the shelf calmly, "Just call me Qi Lin."

Yunrong suddenly knew this person. He had heard of this name when he was still young when he was still practicing in the Demon Sect. Before he worshiped Zhou Huan as his teacher, he was a useless spiritual root. Yuanzhi broke through the bottleneck. He once went through the eight hot hells alone with a mortal body. After a hundred years of training, he returned with blood.

It is said that after he became famous, he betrayed Yuxianmen. He not only killed the head of Yuxianmen at that time, but also kidnapped his master who was so kind to him. The direct culprit who killed and injured more than [-] people!

But later, after Zhou Huan returned to Yuxianmen to take power, he never heard of this name again. Yunrong always thought that Qi Yuanzhi had died in Zhou Huan's hands, but he didn't expect that he was not only alive, but also closely following Zhou Huan !

Qi Lin's gaze was like an eagle's, as if he could see through Yun Rong's thoughts but he didn't see through, "There are three copies of the Fourteen Classics in the Cultivation Continent, only Master Wu Nian of Prajna Temple holds the original copy, and Yuxianmen and Demon Sect each have a copy. , but the Fourteen Classics are not a method that ordinary monks can cultivate, so there are very few people who can practice them, and Yunrong is the only one who can rely on the Fourteen Classics for thousands of years."

The more Yun Rong listened, the more he felt strange. He practiced the Fourteen Classics word by word and found nothing weird. It is indeed a rare skill. For thousands of years, he was the only one.

"What do seniors think of the Fourteen Classics?"

Qi Lin glanced at him, "The "Tianxuan Guilian Fourteen Classics" is the most evil law in the world. It harms others and restrains oneself. There will never be a Mahayana."

Yun Rong disagreed very much, "This statement is biased. Any exercise can only be used to its full potential if it is in the hands of the right person. Master Yun has practiced to the last level of the Fourteen Classics, but he still has achieved greatness."

"I can't compare with him," Qi Lin said lightly, "He is a demon, and the Fourteen Classics are originally the exercises of the descendants of demon dragons."

Yun Rong was struck by lightning, and the fact that he was carrying the blood of the demon dragon had been well concealed. No one in the entire comprehension continent knew about it, but Qi Lin revealed his secret so easily, as if this matter He has already seen through it.

Seeing his shocked appearance, Qi Lin didn't mention it, but just threw the copy of the Fourteen Classics to him, "If you are interested, take it away! Yuxianmen doesn't need this thing."

Yun Rong's gaze changed slightly, "Why did senior tell me this?"

Qi Lin said coldly, "The once-in-a-hundred-year trial of the nine sects will open the Secret Realm of Youtan. In the secret realm, there is a piece of white rong in the depths of the Butterfly Valley. I hope you can get one back. Of course, I am just selling you a favor." , it is up to you to decide whether to return it or not."

Bai Rong.Although the white rong flower is rare, it is not very useful. It is just crystal clear and white, and small fluff will grow on the petals every flowering season, which is very cute.

Most importantly, Yunrong remembered that Zhou Huan liked this kind of flower very much.

Thinking of this, Yun Rong couldn't help laughing a few times, inexplicably feeling that he and Qi Lin had some kindred spirits, he cupped his hands, "This kind of favor, Xie Ci will do his best to repay it."

Chengjing has been meditating these days, listening to Zhou Huan chanting to him there.At first, Chengjing was so irritable that he wanted to rush over and glue Zhou Huan's mouth shut. Not only did this man tirelessly tell him some illogical truths, but he also always wanted to gossip about him and Yun Rong, and he didn't read the scriptures in a few words. In a few words, it is very annoying to probe into his privacy just by changing the subject.

But the good thing is that after listening to Zhou Huan's nagging for a few days, Cheng Jing has completely adapted to it.In the past, if someone dared to mention Yun Rong's name in front of him, he would be furious and wished he could smack that person's mouth, but now it seems that it has nothing to do with him, no matter what Zhou Huan says, Cheng Jing doesn't bother to talk to him.

Gradually, it seemed that he really didn't hate Yunrong as much as before, not completely letting go, but just no longer holding a grudge against it.He wants to see Xie Ci even more, it feels like he misses him for a year, he is determined to protect him in this life, if Yunrong can give up on Xie Ci, because he died once in his hands, he will can no longer be pursued.

After a month like this, Cheng Jing finally sealed up the mirror that sealed the demon inside his body. Zhou Huan seemed very dissatisfied that he didn't ask anything, but he still let him go reluctantly.

Cheng Jing almost flew to Zangshu Pavilion, and saw a small man leaning against the door of Zangshu Pavilion several hundred meters away. He was sitting on a chair holding a book in his arms, but he was guarding the door, as if waiting for something .

Cheng Jing's heart felt hot, and he wished he could go over and hug him in his arms, the man suddenly raised his head as if feeling something in his heart, and his expectant eyes slammed into Cheng Jing's eyes.

Chengjing's eyes were sincere and warm, and Yunrong's fingertips trembled slightly. He couldn't control his beating heart, but he still put down the book slowly and stood up gracefully.

Yun Rong arched his hands towards Chengjing, smiling like a spring in March, "Congratulations, brother, for successfully subduing the inner demons, and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Cheng Jing couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled him into his arms, sniffing the faint fragrance like wintersweet, "How long are you waiting for?"

Yun Rong smiled, "It's been more than half a month since I heard that senior brother broke the heart demon."

Chengjing immediately grabbed the back of his neck and leaned over to kiss him, like a violent and anxious beast eagerly seeking warmth, Yunrong has always been unable to resist Chengjing's roughness, and he patted Chengjing's back until he was dizzy from his kiss back, let him calm down.

Yunrong had asked Chengjing's inner demons several times before, but they were all fooled by the other party, so he knew Chengjing was not willing to tell him.So I just reminded vaguely, "Although senior brother has sealed the inner demons, he still needs to cultivate his state of mind in the future. No matter what happened in the past, don't pursue what you can let go of."

Cheng Jing's face was slightly cold, "As long as he doesn't come to provoke me again, I will spare his life in the future."

Yunrong just smiled and didn't speak.He didn't stay in Zangshu Pavilion these days. He once went to Zhou Huan and asked about Chengjing's inner demons.Because he really couldn't figure out why Chengjing's inner demons arose, and who he hated so deeply.

Zhou Huan only answered two words, Yunrong.

Maybe it's because of me that I don't like it, causing him to be regarded as a secret work of the Demon Sect by the world, or because I don't like my meddling asylum, causing him to be ridiculed and abused, or it may just be that I really hate that there is such a person who likes me .

Yunrong thinks that she didn't do anything that displeased Chengjing, maybe Chengjing's self-esteem is too strong, just like God's will.Yunrong is no longer like before, always entangled in whether Chengjing loves Xieci more or hates Yunrong more. Now he only hopes that Chengjing will no longer suffer from the demons in his heart, and can live as freely as before. presumptuous.

The two stayed in Yuxianmen for a few more months. With Zhou Huan's help, Chengjing's practice became more and more stable, and Yunrong's comprehension of Yuanfengjing was improved according to the records in Zangshu Pavilion, and he directly broke through the sixth level. Heavy, to extract and purify the blood of the demon dragon in the body, at this time even a monk at the Mahayana stage would never see that he was carrying the demon blood if he fought against him.

Yunrong's current level is about the same as that of a monk at the early stage of Jindan, but he has not been able to unlock the seventh layer of the Yuanfeng Jing anyway.But his ability at this time is enough to read the copy of the Fourteen Classics recorded by Qi Lin, and he finally understands why there are rumors of sucking the blood of young children.

This copy of the "Tianxuan Guilian Fourteen Classics" clearly records that this exercise is only for the descendants of the demon dragon to learn. If people from other clans want to practice, they need to suck a full-term child every three months. The blood is used as a sacrifice to refine the blood of the devil.

This sentence was not recorded in the Fourteen Classics that Yunrong practiced, maybe it didn't exist in the first place, or maybe it was erased by the previous suzerain.But one thing is certain, Master Wu Nian must have read the Fourteen Classics.

Another three months later, Chengjing received a distress signal from a disciple of Lingyun Mountain, who was named Meng You, and the location was the imperial city.