The Villain Runs Wild

Yan Qin brought the Royal Beast Sect and his party back to Jian Sect, and didn't say much except for the initial pleasantries.

Others didn't dare to say hello to him, they just felt that this Jianzong genius was as unapproachable as the rumors said.

On the way back, Yan Qin was thinking about the strangeness before, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Yan Qin had always believed in his intuition, thinking that there must be something abnormal about this matter, but he didn't know what was wrong.

After bringing him here, Yan Qin went to find the head of the sect.

The headmaster heard from him that he felt that there was something wrong with him, so he didn't dare to be sloppy, so he inspected his inner mansion with luck exercises, and found a magic weapon to check his body.

"I haven't found anything abnormal," the headmaster put away the magic weapon, and said in a deep thought, "Fufeng Ling's family has a spiritual weapon for exploring the soul and tracing the cause. Junior brother, if you are worried, you can borrow it."

The head of the sect knew that it was impossible for Yan Qin to say such things indiscriminately, no matter what, it was better to be cautious.

Yan Qin nodded, ready to go to Ling's house.

The blazing sun hangs high on the dome, and the sunlight shines into the blood mist and forest barrier.

Lin Sui wiped off the blood on his hands and frowned slightly.

He has always liked to cut weeds and root out roots, but this is the trouble in the cultivation world. After killing the young ones, the old ones come. There is a soul lamp between them. Xiu's master gave him a position.

The one who came to seek revenge was an old monster in the middle stage of Yuanying, and he is only in the middle stage of blood pill now. Fortunately, he had practiced enough formations and talismans before, and he was well prepared. Cunning, saw that something was wrong and already left.

This is a hidden danger, and Lin Sui doesn't like it.

Back in the cave, Lin Sui adjusted his breath to heal his wounds, swallowed the magic energy and entered the sea of ​​energy.

He inspected the Lingtai with some doubts, making sure that his soul was intact.

Strange, the old ghost should have used a magic weapon against the soul just now, he clearly felt a tingle in the brain, the devilish energy of the old ghost tried to corrode his soul, but he resisted it.

Even so, there should be traces left.

Could it be that the bones of the body are too good, and they have been repaired during the process of breathing adjustment and healing?

Lin Sui didn't think about it any more, no longer obsessed with this point, but thought about finding the next target after recovering from his injury.

He didn't feel that the process of becoming stronger was very boring. After all, he did these things with a purpose.

He forced himself not to think about any of the past, in fact he really didn't like to recall, for better or for worse, things that existed in the past.

After recovering from his injury, he quickly found his next target.

The blood moon patriarch of the Hehuan sect should be in the middle stage of the blood pill. As long as he swallows him, he can reach the late stage of the blood pill and reach the Dzogchen realm, and then he can try to attack the Yuanying.

In Patriarch Blood Moon's cave, the beautiful servants were trembling.

"Old Ancestor, he went out and is not in the mansion at the moment."

The servants looked at the demonic cultivator in black, and thought of the rumors in recent days, they were extremely desperate.

Lin Sui didn't pay much attention to them. The most powerful ones here were in the late stage of foundation establishment, which didn't have much effect on him.

He was very tired of the smell in the cave, and even saw two furnaces in it.

"Where did he go?"

"Fufengling family, the ancestor said that the disciples of the cultivation family are the most tender, and they want to kidnap two of them."

This kind of thing is simply common among demon cultivators, and this is one of the reasons why righteousness and demons are incompatible.

The Hehuan Sect is not an orthodox sect, if they are looking for the normal way of rejoicing, that's all. Most of them are crooked, and they do a lot of things to suck up people's energy and yin.

Lin Sui's previous sect that cultivated furnace cauldrons had some unclear relationship with Hehuanzong, but since these furnace cauldrons were also provided to Zhengdao, most people's attitudes were vague and no one went into it.

Lin Sui ransacked the cave, put all the things in mustard seeds, and let everyone out.

Those who want to escape will naturally go, and those who want to stay will naturally stay, this has nothing to do with him.

He also has some impressions of Lin Sui's flying with his sword, Fufeng Ling's family.

He once tried to exchange the bones of others, and that person was a child of the Ling family.

He had already forgotten what that person's name was, but he remembered that his cultivation aptitude was good, but he was trapped by demons, making it difficult to take a step forward.

Lin Sui promised to seek revenge for him and needed his bones in exchange, and the other party agreed.

Having avenged this man, he came to take his reward.

It's a pity that the Dao bone is not compatible, he has no way to transfer the Dao bone to himself, and then he tried two more people, but found that they couldn't work.

This is one of the default rules in the world of comprehension. It is common to kill people to seize treasures, but it is difficult to dissect the bones. Only the bones of Yan Qin, who is the protagonist, can fully adapt to other people's bodies.

It's not that Lin Sui hasn't tried seizing the body and changing the soul to get rid of this body.

But only after practicing Yuanying can he be born out of the body, and he can also seize the body by transforming into a god. The body of this furnace is not enough for him to go that far. He even failed to refine the golden elixir many times.

Lin Sui collected his thoughts and headed towards Fufeng Ling's house.

Within the range of the Ling family, the blood moon patriarch was hiding in the mountains, cursing bad luck in his heart.

He was about to strike when he suddenly felt a sense of coercion. He thought it was the Ling family who had discovered it, and hurried away, only to find that the person passing by was not a member of the Ling family.

Looking at him dressed in black and wearing a black jade hairpin, he immediately thought of the genius of Jianzong. He has recently reached the stage of transforming gods, and the blood moon ancestor did not dare to provoke him, but he did not want to come in vain. The taste and cultivation level of the disciples are not comparable to ordinary people, and they are much better than the outer disciples of many sects, so I wait here to wait for the limelight to pass before making a move.

There was a magic formula running in his body, and suddenly he felt that the restriction of the cave at the door was touched.

The black shadow was drawn very long by the moonlight, and as the young man approached, the shadow landed on his face.

That is an extremely beautiful man, but also an extremely dangerous and terrifying man.

Fufeng Ling's family.

Yan Qin took Jianyu as a gift of thanks and left the Ling family.

What he noticed was right, there was something abnormal about him.

He clearly remembered that he practiced sword normally on Xuanjian Mountain and then went out of seclusion, and he had no other memories.

But why is his soul full of cracks? Even though it looks the same, Yan Qin can still feel the thin cracks above.

All this seemed extraordinarily weird, but he didn't know who to tell, and he didn't know where to start.

Coupled with the change of soul just now... Yan Qin is convinced that he has forgotten something, and it is still a very important thing.

Where should he find the origin, the treasure of the Ling family can't give him the answer, it just points out the abnormality of his soul, nothing else.

Yan Qin Yujian left, and when passing by a certain place, he felt a skyrocketing demonic energy.

It was probably a magic cultivator's fighting technique. He glanced in that direction, and then couldn't look away for no reason.

The chasing of the two groups of demonic energy, one behind the other, was obviously the former's defeat.

A young man can be vaguely seen in the demonic energy behind him. Yan Qin's cultivation level is far above them. He originally wanted to walk against the wind at low altitude, put away his natal sword, and approached with concealed breath, but he didn't expect to be at low altitude. Regardless of his wishes, Shuang walked straight down.

The shadow drawn by the thin white long sword was like morning dew and frost, and Yan Qin tried his best to control the somewhat abnormal natal sword.

Lin Sui noticed something strange when this breath was approaching. Without thinking about it, he stepped forward quickly, pierced the abdomen of Blood Moon Patriarch with a sword, dug out his blood pill, and then rolled up his devilish energy and left quickly.

He didn't want to meet Yan Qin, he was afraid that Yan Qin would think of something.

He wasn't worried about violating the agreement with Tiandao's will, but just worried about what Yan Qin would think of.

Once Yan Qin thinks about it, he will know the intention of his actions and will definitely stop him.

Yan Qin would not watch the world die, let alone watch him have an accident.

He is well aware of Yan Qin's love for him.

He also knew how selfish his behavior was, but he was used to it, so it might be better to let Yan Qin never remember this matter for the rest of his life.

Yan Qin watched helplessly as the demon cultivator managed to get rid of his pursuit and disappear in front of him by using some kind of spell.

Chenshuang Sword spun around the place where the man disappeared unwillingly, making a vibrating hum.

Yan Qin recalled his natal sword, lost in thought.

"Is my memory related to him? You like him very much."

The Chenshuang sword vibrated, as if saying that he didn't like it very much, but liked it very, very much.

Yan Qin returned to the place where he had just fought, and saw the corpse on the ground.

That person obviously came for the blood pill, and Yan Qin knew his identity without guessing.

The magic cultivator who has become famous in recent days to rob skills, although this method of practice is fast, the disadvantages are also very obvious.

Those who devour skills will inevitably bear the resentment of those who are devoured, and even if it is demonic energy, they will collide with each other in the body, which will be a scourge when they are promoted, and it is easy to stop and even cause accidents.

Yan Qin wanted to find his traces, but the Zongmen Grand Competition was right in front of him, and it would start in a month. This time, the five Zongmen Grand Competitions ranged from Qi training to Jindan. To sit in the Zongmen.

Yan Qin asked his disciples to take care on his behalf, holding his sword and walking under the moonlight.

It should be old acquaintances, but I don't know what the relationship between them is, but when I think about it, I feel happy and worried.

Although he didn't know why the other party avoided him, he would find the answer.

After Lin Sui swallowed the blood pill of the blood moon ancestor, his skill had already reached the late stage of the blood pill.

He knew that Yan Qin might be looking for him, so he avoided the cave in the cave, concentrated on refining the power in his body, and waited for the impact barrier to coagulate the blood baby and reach the blood baby stage.

About half a year later, Xuantian Secret Realm will be opened, and he needs to prepare early.

Xuantian Secret Realm is a high-level paradise in the mainland, and only monks who are at the middle stage of Jindan or above and below the middle stage of transforming gods are allowed to enter.

There are many treasures of heaven and earth, and countless magic tools and pills, but they are also dangerous. Although the monks in the middle stage of the golden core can enter, no one dares to try it. After all, it is not easy to cultivate to the middle stage of the golden core. loss.

The Xuantian Secret Realm is opened every 200 years, and there are not a few people who plan it. The small sects dare not lose the Golden Core cultivators.

There is a limit on the number of people in Xuantian Secret Realm, and the five sects will not monopolize all of them. No matter whether it is a demon cultivator or a casual cultivator without a sect, everyone can enter.

Lin Sui is not worried about the number of places, but strength is the most important thing to get things and survive in the secret realm.

During the competition among the five sects, Lin Sui was condensing blood babies again and again.

On the ring, Yan Qin was disappointed when he heard his disciple's voice transmission.

It has been more than a month since the Zongmen Grand Competition started, but the demon cultivator seemed to have disappeared, and no trace of him was found again.

Yan Qin touched the seat with his fingers, even though he was full of thoughts in his heart, his face remained calm.

A cultivator does not need to sleep, especially at his level.

But a few days ago, he wanted to try to find something in his dream, but unfortunately there was nothing.

What the hell did he forget?

In terms of time, the time for the five competitions this time should be between two and three months, but the last one ended in more than a month.

It's not that some disciples are too strong.Or the disciples are not strong enough, but something far more important than the five great competitions happened.

Xuantian Secret Realm is open ahead of schedule!

When the news came, the five major sects lost their minds and began to deploy one after another.

This is a good time to increase the strength of the sect. If someone gets a chance in it, it would be great, but you can't send all the strong ones in. If there is any accidental loss, someone may take advantage of the sect's opportunity At that time, when the number of strong men decreased slightly and there were differences of opinion, it was not something that the major sects wanted to see.

The five major sects had negotiated a long time ago, and took their disciples to the entrance of the secret realm as quickly as possible.

The entrance to the secret realm had been loosened a few days ago, and it has not been fully opened yet, so everyone is waiting here.

There is a clear distinction between demon cultivators and dao cultivators, and upon closer inspection, there are more demon cultivators than dao cultivators.

Some casual cultivators are behind the two sects, very inconspicuous.

Yan Qin took the initiative to invite Ying to enter the Xuantian Secret Realm this time. He had a hunch that the young man in black was so obsessed with strength that he would never let go of this opportunity. He would definitely come in.

All the sword sects walked with their swords, the disciples of the Beast Sect came sitting on the Jade Lion, the imperial beast of the sect, and there were more women of the Snow Sect, who came gracefully standing on top of the Yanyun Beast.

Yanzong disciples are more casual, and the means of transportation are eclectic, most of them are Feng Xu Yufeng.

The Ming Xin Sect came on a cloud boat, and each sect has its own characteristics.

Yan Qin's eyes kept turning to Moxiu's side, trying to find the young man standing among them.

"Little Martial Nephew, if you continue watching, they may think that you are going to attack them."

The second elder's voice was teasing, Yan Qin slightly restrained his movements.

"Second Martial Uncle, why are you here? Didn't the head brother say that it was Fourth Martial Uncle?"

Yan Qin looked at the Second Martial Uncle, but was taken aback by the other scabbard on his back.

The glass spar was already dazzling, not to mention the scabbard made of glass spar reflected the light in the sunlight and completely became the focus.

The second elder's tone was cheerful: "I switched with him. I heard that there is a rare water spruce in Xuantian Secret Realm. I want to make a new sword tassel for my treasure."

Yan Qin is silent, this is indeed the character of the Second Martial Uncle.

While Yan Qin was watching the entrance that hadn't been opened, the corner of his eye was always on Moxiu's side.

Second Martial Uncle asked enthusiastically: "Little Junior Brother, who are you looking for, may I help you?"

Yan Qin shook his head, he didn't know what that person looked like or what his name was, but he knew that when he saw him, he would definitely recognize him.

It's just that the Xuantian Secret Realm is so big, can he meet him in it?

When Xuantian Secret Realm opened, Moxiu entered first, and the others followed closely behind.

A few casual cultivators were the last to enter, so they seemed unhurried.

The somewhat sloppily dressed Taoist in white robes cupped his hands and said, "Brother, I'm a late-stage golden elixir, can I enter together so that we can take care of each other? , we can join hands."

He saw the young man in black shaking his head. Although he felt a little regretful, he didn't speak again.

Lin Sui moved forward and walked in before the entrance to the secret realm was closed.

He has never been to Xuantian Secret Realm, and he doesn't know what will happen there. Just in case, he has already used a weapon to hide his devilish energy.

After all, the demon cultivator is more annoying under any circumstances. If he happens to meet someone of the right way when he is looking for something, the other party will not be polite when he sees that he is a demon cultivator, but if he does not find the demonic energy, he will think about it. two.

The high-level secret realm is really different from the low-level secret realm he has entered before. The aura is full of domineering, and some spirit herbs that can be seen everywhere have a low probability of appearing in the low-level secret realm. Levels of spiritual grass are not interested.

Lin Sui wanted to find magic tools but more opportunities. According to his experience of entering many secret realms before, he headed for the place where chances were most likely to appear.

But I don't know if he was a step too late, or someone took the things away 300 years ago. Lin Sui ran into a cave, but saw a heavenly spirit grass, which was circling with his guardian beast.

On the other side, the disciples of Jianzong walked forward together.

The disciples of Jianzong don't pick at all, there are too few rich swordsmen like the second uncle, and it takes too much material to practice swords. The junior sisters in the Jianzong team hold Qiankun bags and throw spirit grass and spirit beasts into them all the way. In short, as long as it is available, they will not let it go, and the geese have plucked their hair.

Yan Qin did not participate in the collection activities, Chenshuang Sword looked around his body, and if there was any danger, the sword energy would sweep away.

The second elder opened the defensive magic weapon beside him and said slowly: "Fortunately, there is a little nephew, which saves me effort."

The disciples behind him had no one to talk to, so Qingwu searched diligently, waiting to go back to replenish the sect's inventory, who made his master the head of the sect.

With a gust of wind blowing towards his face, the second elder stood up straight and asked his disciples to line up.

The sword shadow floated, reflecting the harsh sunlight.

The movement of fighting skills sounded not far away, but Lin Sui didn't care.

Wearing a cloak, he shuttled past, broke through a formation, and arrived at a high hall that looked like a temple.

It is not surprising what kind of buildings appear in the chance scene, it depends on the preferences of those powerful.

Lin Sui saw the magical artifacts piled up on the side, but without looking at them, he went straight to the small unremarkable stone statue in the center of the hall.

In fact, this is not a stone statue, but a jade statue, which is covered up by the blindfold.

In the beginning, Lin Sui studied many formations in order to protect himself and go a step further with the body of a furnace, and he was sensitive to the blindness when he came in.

In this kind of place, there must be good things in everything that is hidden, and those conspicuous things that are placed on the bright side are just charming eyes.

When Lin Sui's palm touched the little jade statue, an afterimage floated in midair.

"If you have the discerning eyes, you can see the treasures under the dust." The middle-aged man with a jade face and beard stroked his beard and said, "As long as you pass my heart-questioning test, you are my destined person, the one in my cave." All treasures belong to you."

His eyes flickered: "But if you fail, you will stay here forever and become one of the sources of that pile of magic weapons."

"The test of asking the heart, brushing away the dust of the heart, hidden in the past, three questions: Are you angry? Are you complaining? Are you ashamed?"

"Triple questioning, those who are clear, the law will come naturally."

"Go."

The man flicked his sleeves, and the shadow disappeared in midair.

Lin Sui suddenly realized that there was another world in front of him.

In the narrow room, the boy with his hands bound, dripping hot and cold water dripping on his body like needle pricks.

The boy's eyes were as calm as stagnant water, but waves soon appeared.

Lin Sui sneered slightly as he looked at his enemy, who had long lost his memory.

It turned out that this was a questioning test. He thought he existed in this period just now, and he didn't recall it, but he probably found that he was not angry. This test passed and his memory recovered.

This time did not arrive for about half a minute, and it seemed that there was no difficulty.

There is no need to waste emotion on the garbage he has disposed of with his own hands.

Screen changes.

In a luxurious European-style manor, a young boy in a small suit stands among rose bushes, quietly listening to the conversation not far away.

"This kid is too competitive. He holds grudges at such a young age. It's the parents' fault that the kid was replaced. What does it have to do with his brother? I'm a little scared that he looks like this. He doesn't look like our kid at all. "

The young man's slender eyelashes fluttered, and the light in his eyes floated, breaking a rose leisurely.

The second level of questioning is broken in an instant.

The scene changed again.

On the ring, the young man in black held a sword and nodded towards his opponent.

"Jianzong Yanqin, please enlighten me."

Under the arena, at the very edge, the young man in Tsing Yi watched quietly, his eyes were silent.

In the Xuantian Secret Realm, Yan Qin dealt with the raiding beasts and the demon cultivator trying to snatch it, and when he was about to leave, his natal sword trembled suddenly and went straight in one direction.

Yan Qin had a hunch in his heart, he didn't stop Chen Shuang's action, but hurriedly explained to the second uncle, and headed in that direction.

Stepping through the formation, there is a wide temple in front of you.

The young man in black sat cross-legged in the center, ignorant of the outside world, as if caught in some kind of predicament.

Yan Qin knew that this was due to chance, but looking at the young man's expression, he felt that this fate might not be good for him, so he stretched out his hand towards the young man's shoulder.

The world was spinning, and when Yan Qin saw the situation in front of him, he was a little surprised.

He murmured softly: "Five great competitions?"

This is the five great competitions in Yanzong 70 years ago, and he became famous in this battle.

Yan Qin fixed his eyes and saw that the person who was slowly walking down from the ring was himself back then.

In this battle, he leapfrogged to challenge his opponent in the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and was already seriously injured.

"Ah Sui, I won."

The black-clothed swordsman didn't care about his injury, and went straight to a person, holding the hand of the man in green who was sitting in the corner, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around him.

The young man he called "A Sui" touched his face, seeming to praise him.

Seeing the smile on the black-clothed Jianxiu's face, Yan Qin was in a daze. Is this something he forgot?

His heart couldn't help beating fast, and he stared straight at the man in Tsing Yi.

Asui, Asui.

So it was your name.

Jianxiu, who had just won the big competition, felt a prying gaze, and hugged his lover beside him sovereignly, his gaze moved towards the source of the line of sight vigilantly.

Yan Qin subconsciously concealed his figure, looked at "his" hands on the young man's waist, frowned unconsciously, and the smile on his face faded slightly.