Chapter 21: The Origin of the Black Mist
He Qin asked with a puzzled face, "Why me?"
The old master opened his mouth and said: "When the ancestor opened the sect, he gave all of us a book, called the Ecstasy Sutra, there is nothing in it, but there is the ancestor, the introduction of that road, but the people who can accept it smoothly and successfully embark on this road are really rare, 40,000 ordinary people, and finally set foot on this road but there are no crazy people, only 70,000, of course, the master did not force anyone, everything is voluntary, why are there so many people?" Knowing that you will go crazy if you don't succeed, you have to embark on this road, which involves another story, and it is still early for you, so I won't tell you about it first,"
He Qin thought for a long time, there was only one person left in the old master's sect, he really wanted to leave the descendants of this line for the ancestor, although he was in danger of madness, but fortunately he carried it himself, so he didn't care about it.
He Qin opened his mouth and said: "Master, what's the matter with my black mist? I always feel that he is very strong, but so far, I have only developed the ability to use it to kill people quietly at night, I have thought about increasing its size, but I can't help it if I want to break my head,"
Master: "The Ecstasy Sutra handed down by the ancestors, the content is the same as this weapon, we call it "Soul Mist"
However, the level of soul mist comprehended varies from person to person, the most ordinary soul mist is white at most to cultivate to the legendary level, a little better yellow can be cultivated to the hero level, followed by the blue supreme, red nightmare, purple natural disaster, orange extinction, green restart, cyan god master, different colors represent the strength of that person's soul and willpower, and also represent how far that person can go.
He Qin opened his mouth and asked, "Master, then my soul mist is black, what level does it correspond to?"
The old master laughed heartily: "Since the ancestor opened the sect, except for the ancestor who is black, you are the second,"
He Qin asked again: "Master, what is the rank of our ancestor?"
The old master chuckled: "Rank? Our ancestor is a true immortal who is detached from the world, and the heavens are all fake immortals, our ancestor can't shoot through their immortal gate with a mouthful of phlegm, and the level no longer exists for people of the ancestor's level,"
He Qin was stupid, and he could become a person like an ancestor? It couldn't help but make people feel surprised and ecstatic
The old master opened his mouth and said: "He Qin, I know what you are thinking, yes, yes, you can be like the ancestor, detached from the world, carefree, and do everything you want to do," the old master said: "But it's a pity!
He Qin said with some sadness: "Is there no other way?"
The old master shook his head, "In the remaining two years, Xiao He Qin, you have to prepare your mind, I want to teach you all the exercises of this sect, but I can't help your black mist, I am not qualified to study the things of the ancestor, be mentally prepared, next, it is very bitter,"
He Qin agreed and said, "Master, I, He Qin, swear that in the next two years, I will definitely survive!"