Rebirth of the Peerless Immortal Master

As winter is approaching, the cold weather is getting more and more threatening. Shen Yao just came out of the room of a newly-accepted little girl. Rubbing involuntarily, a lewd smile appeared on the mean thin lips.

"Second brother, it seems that you are in a good mood."

The smile on Shen Yao's face turned cold after seeing the figure in front of him, and he frowned impatiently, "After seeing you, no matter how good my mood is, I'm gone."

Regardless of the sarcasm in his tone, Shen Xi still maintained a strangely gentle smile, "Since you don't want to see me, then go see Yun Xi—"

The right hand that was always behind his back pierced a silver-white dagger into his younger brother's chest. The dagger was engraved with simple and complicated patterns, and the silver blade shone slightly under the sunlight.

For a moment, Shen Yao's eyes widened to the limit, he never thought that the elder brother who hated him all the time but in order to maintain a humble image on the surface would really kill himself so recklessly...

At the same time, a black smoke that only Shen Xi could see passed over the palace, and finally disappeared in the direction of Xiyuan lotus pond.

Shen Xi's eyes turned dark and gray in an instant, and the overwhelming hatred for Shen Yao made him look like a hellish ghost, "Your sin, no matter how many times you die, it won't be repaid—"

With a "poof", Shen Xi gouged out his younger brother's heart with his own hands.

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Throwing the last heart into the lotus pond in Xiyuan, a thin layer of black mist slowly gathered above the calm lotus pond, and countless small vortexes appeared in it, and each vortex seemed to be crowded with countless evil spirits , compared with that, the soul-inducing process of the lamp-holder that Shen Zhao saw at night is simply nothing!

Countless evil spirits struggled to get out of the vortex. The longer they were trapped, the heavier their grievances became. They have been trapped here for 49 days since they formed the formation!

When Shen Junrong and Lian Yun, who were playing chess, came here looking for this unusual breath, what they saw was this scene. The lotus pond was like the exit of purgatory in the world, with ghosts and monsters stuck there, and they might rush out at any time. Shen Xi was dressed in white, with large patches of blood on his face, combined with his expressionless face, he looked like a Shura who had come out of the ground, comparable in viciousness to the ghost above the lotus pond... and lying next to him It was Shen Yao who looked terrified and whose heart had been dug out.

For a moment, Lord Shen's eyes turned black from the stimulation.

Lord Shen's three sons were all born of his deceased former princess. Although he had a second son later, he never had an heir again. It can be said that his three sons have always been his pride, whether it is The eldest son who is gentle, the second son who is mean, and the youngest son who is unruly... In the heart of Lord Shen, each of his sons is a dragon among men, and they are extremely outstanding.

Since he was a child, he taught his sons to be brothers and sisters. Although he knew that the eldest son and the second son were not at odds, he didn't take it too seriously. After all, it is normal for brothers to have some friction... But at this moment, his heart It was cold, could it be because of his own inaction that the current tragedy of brothers fighting each other has been brought about?

At this moment, it was Lian Yun who was calmer. He supported the crumbling Lord Shen with one hand, glared at Shen Xi with his tiger eyes, and scolded: "Shen Xi! What are you doing!"

Shen Xi ignored him, he took a deep breath, and then turned to face his father, his eyes were deep, as deep as a deep pool, without any waves, he said: "Father, my son is not filial."

Lord Shen finally found his own voice, and said tremblingly: "Xi, Xi'er..."

It seems to have returned to the time when I was lying on my father's lap when I was a child. At that time, my father was holding Shen Yao, who was still a small dumpling, and taught them word by word in a soft voice, "Good brothers of the Meng family, only Xiaoyuan Chengyan is the only adoptive relative." Brothers and feet, sit on the table and force the plate to eat", the sun warmly hit his brother's soft body, Shen Xi still remembers his tenderness at that time.Shen Xi's dead eyes finally had some fluctuations. He lowered his head and glanced at the blood on his body, forcing himself to think of Yun Xi's pretty face full of hate before he died.

Damn Shen Yao, he was not wrong.

His expression froze for a while, and Shen Xi said lightly, "Father, I can't repay what I owe you in this life, and my son can only wait for the next life to repay your kindness of nurturing. Now that I have taken refuge in Xia Zhouguo..." Shen Xi was suddenly at a loss for words.

Shen Junrong's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He never thought that the son he had raised for more than 20 years would one day be so strange. "You, you... Niezi! Niezi!"

Shen Xi's eyes darkened, and she turned around, unable to bear to look at the angry face of her old father whose temples were already gray.

And the vortex in Xiyuan lotus pond is turning faster and faster, and the resentment inside is accumulating more and more... All the vortexes converge into a huge vortex in the air, and the sharp and vicious laughter of the evil thing can be vaguely heard!

With a bang, the lotus pond exploded, and the evil things shot up into the sky!

Countless distorted and terrifying faces slowly spread out amidst the black disgust, gradually sweeping the entire palace!

Lianyun's face changed, and he grabbed Shen Junrong who stepped forward to pull his son back, and made a seal with the other hand on his chest, and read out the six-character mantra of Buddhism, "I-ma-nea-ba-me-moo-" A gleaming golden swastika suppressed the vortex in the air.

At the same time, another color of spiritual light came from another direction of the lotus pond.

Shen Xi looked at the visitor coldly, and said in an indifferent way: "Azhao...my good brother, I didn't expect you to keep hiding so deeply."

As Shen Zhao walked towards Lianyun and the others, he casually said, "Brother, don't give in too much."

Lian Yun looked at the green light of spiritual power in Shen Zhao's hand, and couldn't help but change his expression, "The spiritual energy nourished by the forging god tree! Are you... the Qingqiu Wenren clan?"

Shen Zhao nodded towards Lianyun, and said: "The Forging Shenmu has been missing from our family for a hundred years, and the spiritual energy left behind is getting thinner and thinner. Master can see that, it is really a good look."

At this moment, Shen Junrong felt that his worldview was about to be subverted, he swallowed his saliva, and said awkwardly, "You... who are you?"

Shen Zhao looked at Shen Junrong with a little apology in his eyes. After all, this is the father who has been called in name for several years, and he is not mean to him. He sighed secretly, and he thought about speaking, and he didn't need to call himself "Ben Gong", he said : "The real Shen Zhao was gone the year he went to Moyang Lake for training. I am Wen Renyuan from Qingqiu Kingdom."

The poor old fatty Shen Junrong couldn't stand the blow, rolled his eyes, and finally passed out.

Lian Yun sighed, handed him over to the attendants behind, and exchanged a glance with Wen Renyuan, both of them increased their output of spiritual power.

But after being suppressed for so many days, how could it be so easy to be suppressed again?

The more suppressed, the more angry the evil spirits will be, and the stronger the backlash they will suffer.

Standing on the shore, Shen Xi was directly washed away by the resentment of the evil spirits, his face was already pale, but he calmly said to the two who were still struggling: "It's useless...you are all going to die."

The servants who followed were already shaking like chaff, and the evil spirits were terribly fond of fear, an emotion that originated from the soul. After having rich nourishment, their strength became stronger for a while.

Wen Renyuan was anxious, and directly turned his spiritual power into an attack and hit towards the lotus pond.

The black mist over the lotus pond was dispersed by the sudden attack, Wen Renyuan's brows were happy, and then his whole body was ejected by the violent resentment of the angry evil spirit, spitting out a big mouthful of blood.

His body did not fall on the ground, Wen Renyuan looked at the man who caught him in surprise, "Dongfang Mianyang?!"

Dongfang Mianyang used the blasting talisman to escape from the dry well and immediately rushed to the palace. Unexpectedly, the deal was done, and the conspiracy of the Xiazhou people was finally realized through Shen Xi.

He cast his eyes on the pale man in his arms, his heart was pulled, and he felt very uncomfortable.He suppressed this uncomfortable emotion, and when he raised his head to face Shen Xi, this discomfort turned into a deep anger, "Shen Xi! Are you not afraid of thunder when you kill your brother and father?! "

Shen Xi's face darkened all of a sudden, he stared at Dongfang Mianyang fiercely, finally lost the hypocrisy of the past, and roared at him: "You don't know anything! They forced me! They forced me! If there were no two sluts, Shen Yao and Lin Shulan, Yun Xi wouldn't have died! If it wasn't for the connivance of his father, how could Shen Yao kill Yun Xi recklessly!"

Dongfang Mianyang looked at him even more coldly, such a person who blamed all his mistakes on others...is really contemptible.

"Then have you ever thought about Qinghua?"

Shen Xi's ferocious face was blank for a moment, "Qing Hua?"

Dongfang Mianyang's expression was flat: "For the sake of a dead woman, you ruined another woman's life. Are you ashamed to say that someone forced you?"

Dongfang Mianyang said again: "You are unrighteous to Qinghua, unfilial to your father, unkind to your brothers, unfaithful to the country...you are such an unkind, unjust, unfaithful, unfilial person, how dare you push all the faults to others !"

Shen Xi's face was numb, "So what if you're right...I won't regret it if I don't turn back when I shoot the bow."

Dongfang Mianyang was finally disappointed in him, he sighed, and ignored him, gently put Wen Renyuan on the ground, then took out a handful of yellow talismans from his bosom, and sprinkled them out.

The strange thing is that the originally light talisman paper did not spread out, but fell straight towards the lotus pond.

Dongfang Mianyang's face was heavy, and his hands began to form seals very quickly, and only some afterimages could be seen with naked eyes.

Even Lian Yun, who originally had high hopes for Dongfang Mianyang, couldn't help being shocked. He knew that Dongfang Mianyang was capable, but he didn't expect that it was already surpassing him!

In fact, Lianyun was intimidated by Dongfang Mianyang, but in terms of spiritual strength, Dongfang Mianyang is absolutely inferior to Master Lianyun who has been practicing Buddhism since childhood.Compared with Buddhism, spells use foreign objects to explode powerful power in a short period of time.Dongfang Mianyang used one of the talisman formations he had learned in his previous life. It looked powerful, but he didn't have the corresponding strength to support him, and his successor was weak. Whether he succeeded or not depended on this opportunity.

The talisman formation formed by Dongfang Mianyang is called the Nine Luminaries Soul Formation, and it is the weakest of the ancient nine formations, and it is also the one that Dongfang Mianyang can barely use at present.Although it is the weakest of the nine formations, the things handed down from ancient times are naturally not weak. As the speed of the knot seal speeds up, Dongfang Mianyang feels that his spiritual power seems to have found a gap, and it pours thousands of miles into the knot seal in his hand. Going forward, the spiritual power was slowly emptied, Dongfang Mianyang's face became paler and paler, and his body was crumbling... But the talisman cannot stop halfway, if the spiritual power is not enough, it must be replenished with vitality!

Dongfang Mianyang was very annoyed, he really overestimated his own strength!

At this time, Lianyun seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and his expression became serious, and he struck the golden Buddha power in his hand towards Dongfang Mianyang.

Shen Zhao couldn't remember seeing Dongfang Mianyang's getting weaker and weaker breath. Seeing this, he ignored his injured body and sent green spiritual power to Dongfang Mianyang.

With the support of two strands of spiritual power, Dongfang Mianyang's situation finally improved a bit, and the speed of seal formation also slowed down. The transparent but shockingly powerful fluctuations of spiritual power were condensed and compressed from his hands, and finally...

"Jiu Yao goes straight, Yuan Shi lingers, Hua Jing's tomb shines, and evil spirits disperse!"

Dongfang Mianyang suddenly opened his eyes, and pushed towards the lotus pond with both hands pushing the settled handprints.

In an instant, a powerful force spewed out, and a huge wave of righteous energy began to fight against the dark resentment of the evil spirits above the palace, and gradually suppressed the momentum!

The author has something to say: How did you write a Cultivation Essay... ORZ

Well, all the magic tricks and dharma are made up by the author based on Du Niang...don't take it seriously =. =