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The Martial Arts Field of Yiwu Palace is surrounded by disciples from various palaces, and even the disciples who are practicing at night at this time on weekdays are willing to temporarily "abandon" for a while to come to watch and practice.Daozun Minglu brought the chief disciples of the palaces and Tu Mingfeiyu to practice the new formation here. It was an excellent opportunity to appreciate the superb Taoism of several Lingzun up close.Even if you can learn one and a half moves according to the gourd painting, and get some enlightenment, it will be of great benefit to your own practice.

But I saw that on the martial arts arena, the light and darkness of Taoism intertwined and bloomed colorfully.Several white-clothed first disciples came and went into the battle, with handsome postures and flowing water.The magic circle lures the enemy, sometimes it is empty, and when it wipes out the enemy, it is real. The Taoism is myriad and unpredictable.I could see that some of the onlookers were admiring loudly, some were contemplating secretly, and some were chatting excitedly in twos and threes.

Someone said: "Fei Chuan Ling Zun is an immortal bone after all, and his movements are chic and neat, which is really pleasing to the eye."

Someone said: "I appreciate Feiming Lingzun's lightness and agility, and his ease of retraction. What does this mean? It means that among the five, she is the only one who has the most thorough understanding of the new formation."

Someone said: "I don't agree with your opinion. What's the significance of this formation? It's used to kill evil spirits. Although Feichuan Lingzun's posture is beautiful, it lacks a bit of depth. Feiming Lingzun has a deep comprehension, but also lacks some Seriously. Just look at Yan Lingzun..."

The superior said: "I want to hear what you think about Feiyan Lingzun?"

The man's eyes suddenly released a lot of brilliance, and he said with a silly smile: "She has a good posture and a deep understanding."

"Bah!" The Master spat out with a smile, "Don't always smile condescendingly at Feiyan Lingzun, who is like a cold and proud fairy, if you can put this wishful thinking on the exercises, you will have already attained enlightenment. "

A few people laughed wildly, and then said humanely: "Don't underestimate Fei Tan Lingzun's role in this formation. In my humble opinion, the reason why the others performed to their fullest is Tan Lingzun's opposition to the law." A rock-solid hold.”

Everyone nodded, and one person sighed: "Unexpectedly, although Senior Sister Tu Mingfeiyu is not the first disciple, she has never revealed it on weekdays, but she has hidden such a sharp technique."

One person saw the strangeness and said: "From what you said, I know that you didn't watch the last trial of Tu Ming's first apprentice. At that time, Feiyu and Feiyi Lingzun faced off in the final confrontation, and the move of Ten Thousand Blades Crying was really beautiful. If It’s not that Yi Lingzun has a superior skill to solve it miraculously, if it were us, I’m afraid we’d have to lie on the bed for a while.”

One person shook his head and sighed: "Feiyi Lingzun killed the silver-eyed night demon alone in the East China Sea. The depth of Taoism is already unknown. If I can watch it in this martial arts arena today, it will be considered a joyful event!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone regretted it, and then they were speechless.

In this way, the person who repeatedly estimated the cultivation level of the first method in his mind was the person who cautiously left Qingling Peak.Zhao Qingran didn't want to stop at the crowded martial arts arena, and went straight back to Xuchen Peak in the dark.Seeing an anxious figure wandering back and forth in front of Moon Moon Residence from a distance, Zhao Qingran raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously as soon as he identified it carefully, and walked towards Moon Moon Residence with a hurried look.

"Brother Feiran! You're back." Zhao Qingran didn't return for a long time and Luo Yuexin was worried, when she saw the man slowly approaching, she immediately went forward happily.

But Zhao Qingran deliberately frowned and did not speak, pushed Luo Yuexin away as if in a panic, and went directly into the door of Wangyueju.

There were other disciples going in and out nearby, Luo Yuexin couldn't follow the male disciple's residence, so she had to wait and see inside Mochizuki in despair, until she couldn't see Zhao Qingran's figure, and waited outside the door for a long time without seeing him turn around, then she muttered in her heart Leave angrily.

Zhao Qingran had made up his mind a long time ago that if he wanted to pretend, he would act like one, so he knew that Luo Yuexin was eagerly waiting for his return but he ignored him, and Luo Yuexin's suspicion aroused her uneasiness.In this way, when Luo Yuexin heard that the enemy she couldn't kill because she was from the same family suddenly turned into a demon who escaped into the devil's way, she must be dazzled by thoughts of surprise, joy, fear and hatred.At that time, as long as there is a little more verbal stimulation, she will immediately become a loyal and devoted puppet. Wouldn't it be much more powerful than the current silly girl who is indulged in her children's affair and only knows to be worried and shy.

After finishing the matter of Luo Yuexin, Zhao Qingran concentrated on thinking about the place where the souls of his parents died.But he thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't make up his mind.According to the silver-eyed night devil, it is hopeless to find the soul of his parents.But he is extremely unwilling to give up the belief that supports him to live on.What if, as said on the first day of the lunar new year, the souls of the parents have been liberated, returned to the ghost domain and reincarnated.

It's a pity that Huangquan is not a place for strangers, and everything is just speculation and cannot be confirmed.The more Zhao Qingran thought about it, the more confused he became, the resentment for Dao Ren and the hatred for Tian Yuzong gradually invaded his thoughts.As soon as a small gap was opened in the gate of obsession, crazy thoughts surged uncontrollably.

The blood-stained Zhaojiaji is overlaid with his father's mottled fishing boat, the clothes his mother sewed, Dao Ren's ferocious expression when he forced him to bear the weight of Yeyou Stone, the silver-eyed Night Demon trampled and used it contemptuously, and the golden pupil The female devil's indifferent and hypocritical comfort...

The muffled and silent roar made Zhao Qingran's eyes bloodshot, and his eyes were terribly red, as if burning hatred was rolling in the meridians all over his body.Zhao Qingran gritted his teeth and made a poisonous oath that if he could not be relieved in this life, then Tian Yuzong who dragged him into the abyss of revenge would be subverted and buried with everyone.

The sound of the alarm alarmed his thoughts again, and Zhao Qingran was startled only to realize that the night was already deep.The man dominated by hatred wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quietly took out Mochizuki Juwai.

Bamang Mountain is adjacent to Zilu Mountain, and the ancient magic circle left in the mountain makes this quiet mountain range full of chilling aura.Before entering Tian Yuzong, Zhao Qingran often used this natural restraint to practice the method of refining blood here.Now without Yeyoushi's blessing, he would spare no effort to work hard on evil methods at all costs.After all, the righteous way of immortality only seeks to relax naturally, and it cannot be relied on for revenge and venting anger.

After entering Bamang Mountain, Zhao Qingran found the cave concealed by dead branches with ease, and then dug out a blue-black clay pot from the dark side of the cave wall.He sat facing the dark ground, and as soon as he opened the jar, a salty smell immediately hit his nostrils.Disgusted and excited at the same time, Zhao Qingran took out a transparent blood refinement bead from his waist, floated the blood refinement bead between his palms with purple true energy, closed his eyes and focused on performing exercises.

But I saw six sticky dark red liquids slowly floating up from the mouth of the blue-black tank, surrounded by the blood refining beads with a fishy smell.It was the blood that Zhao Qingran collected in secret. Every time he was given a mission to kill evil spirits, he would quietly collect some blood.If the world is peaceful and peaceful, he will randomly ambush some woodcutters and beggars in the deserted forests and small towns, and spill some human blood to make up the number.

After a while, under Zhao Qingran's control, six blood pillars were attached to the blood refining beads one by one.The originally transparent beads began to turn dark red, and Zhao Qingran injected true energy into the blood refining beads, bringing fresh breath to the almost frozen blood.The dark color of the blood-refining bead quickly turned crimson, and the dense blood mist transformed and rolled within the bead, brewing a seductive power.

Satisfied, Zhao Qingran took the boiling energy as her own, and then concentrated more, trying to mobilize the seventh blood column from the green and black jar.But the blood column was always broken into pieces, and could only loosely climb to the mouth of the tank, and could not go out of the tank to attach to the refining blood beads.

Zhao Qingran couldn't help being irritable and annoyed after trying several times but ended in failure.The five Taoist priests of Tianyuzong have all crossed the realm of Heyu, and the Taoist spirit has approached the realm of Qingxuan several times, but he is stuck in the sixth level of the blood devouring secret technique and cannot move forward.First, he lost the blessing of Yeyoushi, and now he wants to use this skill to avenge Tian Yuzong, it is simply a dream.

Then think of the person in the small bamboo house on Qingling Peak, a few years ago, he was a quack Taoist with far less attainments than himself, but he has also practiced to the state of wisdom and enlightenment in a short period of time.Not to mention the mysterious magic weapon that no one can hold for 300 years, stepping into the magic way, holding the crazy power to kill demons for thousands of years, Zhao Qingran was so jealous that his teeth ached.

The power of hatred and jealousy converged into a raging flame, burning and devouring Zhao Qingran's reason.His zhenqi became extremely unstable, and his face like a crown jade was bulging with knotted veins, making him look extremely ferocious.The blood in the green and black jar also twisted violently with Zhao Qingran's growing agitation, shaking the jar on the uneven cave floor.The blood-refining beads in Zhao Qingran's palm were also spinning rapidly, and the blood energy from the violent collision had nowhere to rest, and stagnated at the key points, making the meridians all over his body swell and unbearable.

Zhao Qingran was in extreme pain, but she was unwilling to give up.The blood devouring secret technique he has practiced has nine levels, and the first to third levels are collectively called Tasting Evil, which is simple and easy to practice.The fourth to sixth floors are middle-level, called Wangshu, which can be compared with the power of Taoist wisdom and enlightenment.Entering the underworld on the seventh floor, reaching directly to Heyu.There is no owner on the eighth floor, close to Qingxuan.The nine-layer devouring world is like a banished fairy.

The reason why Zhao Qingran gritted his teeth and persisted in trying despite the risk of his meridians bursting, was because the first to sixth levels of the blood devouring secret art were mediocre, but as long as he broke through the sixth level, his skill would be able to advance by leaps and bounds.It's a pity that he had already reached the sixth level of forgetfulness two years ago, but he still couldn't go any further. He always fell short before entering the underworld on the seventh level.

Usually at this time, Zhao Qingran would stop practicing because of fear of his own life and death.But today, he was desperate and resentful, and in his anger, he was determined to compete with himself.Knowing that the sea of ​​energy in her meridians has reached the critical point of endurance, she always feels that her spiritual consciousness has reached the edge of entering the underworld.So he added a brute force to the blood-refining beads that had turned bright red, as if he would rather risk his life to break through the seventh level.

However, things did not go as expected, the seventh blood column just touched the blood refining bead, and the blood refining bead cracked into many fine grains from the inside to the outside, Zhao Qingran even spurted out a big mouthful of blood with a wow, and almost fell down in the cold cave middle.

Zhao Qingran didn't dare to relax, the impetuous and aggressive mood just now was completely dispelled by the fear of being in the middle of life and death.After returning to reason, I realized that I still had too many hatreds and wishes unfulfilled, how could I just waste my cultivation and even die for nothing.

So Zhao Qingran barely supported his body, and the remaining strength was not enough for him to break through the seventh floor and enter the underworld.If he stopped at this point, he was afraid that the refining blood bead would destroy the meridians in his whole body in an instant without the support of his true energy, and fly away with it and shatter.

Having no time to wipe away the blood gurgling out of his mouth, Zhao Qingran, in order to protect himself, could only carefully use the last remaining breath to stabilize the six pillars of blood crazily hovering around the blood refining bead.At this critical moment, Zhao Qingran found that Yin Hong's restless blood-refining bead was surrounded by a layer of black mist, and his true energy had been surrounding the blood-refining bead, and soon he felt the irresistible thickness of the black mist pressure.

I don't know why, but keeping the blood-refining beads stable has already involved all of Zhao Qingran's energy. The sudden black mist made him distracted, and he vomited blood again in a state of confusion.

Zhao Qingran struggled desperately to prevent the blood-refining beads from breaking, but heard a grim and vicissitudes voice in the darkness saying in a hoarse voice: "How can you enter the underworld if you don't step on the ground to death? Young man, why don't you let go of this skin and let it shatter?"

"Who!! Uh... ah..." Zhao Qingran was startled suddenly, when someone was watching him practice the blood devouring secret technique.At this time, he was vulnerable and defenseless, Zhao Qingran didn't know where this person came from, so he couldn't help being terrified, and his meridians vibrated even more.

The deep voice seemed to understand Zhao Qingran's thoughts, and said with a sneer: "The old man is here to pay a visit to an old friend. I happened to meet a young hero practicing the art of cultivating blood in Bamang Mountain. I was really curious, so I stopped and watched it. How about you?" Think of me as a destined person."

Zhao Qingran reluctantly said: "I don't know what kind of expert you are... What's the point of staying here... I'm... I'm..."

"Young hero doesn't need to speculate on the purpose of the old man's visit. If I intend to murder, the young hero has already turned into a wisp of dead soul." The voice said casually.

Zhao Qingran immediately felt a terrifying force coming from the blood refining bead, but his meridians didn't seem to be so uncomfortable.Taking a closer look, the black mist seemed ethereal and thin, but it stabilized the blood refining beads that were about to collapse in an understatement.

Zhao Qingran was stunned. The seven-level entrance to the underworld, which he could not control no matter what, was resolved by this mysterious person.Thinking about it, if this person also practiced the blood devouring secret technique, he would definitely have passed the eighth level of no master, not just the ninth level of devouring world.Facing such overwhelming oppression, Zhao Qingran knew that there was nothing he could do even if a catastrophe was imminent, and he could only be thankful that the man was murdered unintentionally as he said.

The voice said again: "I see that the young hero's celestial bones are incomplete, but the devil's roots are deep. Instead of exhausting all his efforts in hypocritical cultivation and being depressed, it is better to follow his heart and escape into the devil's way. Liao Renjun gallops."

Zhao Qingran was startled when he heard the words, and said in amazement: "Your Excellency looks down on me... I can't even break through... the seventh level of entering the underworld... How can I talk about the Lordless Devouring Realm."

"That's so difficult." The man sneered in a low voice: "The young hero has a selfish demon heart, but he can't get the point. The dirty blood made by such a low-level human demon is to shed thousands of lives. It is already the limit to send the young hero to five or six Wangshang."

When Zhao Qingran heard this, he thought that no matter who this person is, he must be well versed in the essence of the blood devouring secret technique, and said eagerly: "I also ask the master... don't hesitate to enlighten me, and give me advice..."

The man said quietly: "Young man, do you know how the old Demon Lord Zhu was able to smear the demon's col with blood and win the battle?"

Zhao Qingran shook her head blankly.

The man said: "She also practiced the art of refining blood, but she didn't use mere blood refining beads, nor did she refine the blood of humans and demons. She is..."

The voice in the dark paused, but it also whetted Zhao Qingran's appetite.Zhao Qingran didn't care about face any longer, and looked anxiously at the direction where the voice disappeared, for fear that the person would come and go quietly just like that in the middle of what he said.

Fortunately, the hoarse voice was silent for a moment, then it sounded like a ghost again, and said resentfully: "She used the Yeyou Stone to refine the Qi and blood of the Immortal Tiandou God in the Nine Heavens."

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