Chapter 221: The First Demon Heavenly Skill
"He told you who I am?" Feng Yin asked with an unchanged expression, but his heart was sudden. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info net
"You don't need to worry about anything, as long as there is a Tongxuan Sect, no one will embarrass you, and the sect leader and I will help you. The old man said with a smile.
"Then why are you still looking for me?" Feng Yin asked.
The old man smiled, extremely easy-going, in front of the candle, he looked more like an ordinary old man.
"I want to ask you what your path will be in the future, after all, you have your own way, and the Xuanjiao is not the only way. The old man narrowed his cloudy eyes, unintentionally revealing a wise eye, seeing through the vicissitudes of the world.
Feng Yin opened his mouth, but closed it again.
He didn't want to answer this question, because the Tongxuan Sect would never be able to keep himself, and if it weren't for Feng Zi, Feng Yin wouldn't even come here.
But the old man Jingkong is indeed deeply respected by him, especially after passing on his primordial nihilistic path, they not only have the name of master and apprentice, but also the reality of master and apprentice, he really can't bear to say what he thinks in his heart, because the latter has pinned hope in his heart, hoping that he can prosper with Feng Yin Void Peak.
I'm afraid that the appearance of the old man through Jingkong is also a means for the Xuanjiao to retain Feng Yin.
He sighed and said truthfully: "I don't want to lie to you, the Tongxuan Sect is not where the younger generation belongs. ”
Things always have to be faced, and Feng Yin would rather face all this ruthlessly as soon as possible than hesitate in the entanglement.
He paused as he spoke, and continued: "But there is one thing that please rest assured, as long as the younger generation lives for one day, it will not allow the void to decline. ”
The old man nodded, waved his hand again, and wanted to say something, but he got stuck in his throat.
"Forget it...... I'm old. He lowered his eyes, as if he was telling Feng Yin, and as if he was telling himself.
"Senior" Feng Yin called.
"I won't persuade you, go back. He waved his hand, reluctant to say more.
Feng Yin arched his hand, sighed and turned to leave.
"Why does it make me feel lost every time I see him......"
Feng Yin muttered to himself, looking at the bright moon to lift his spirits, he must be firm in his beliefs, otherwise he is really afraid that one day he will be soft-hearted and willingly stay by the old man's side.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Feng Yin quietly went out, and he rarely performed the Killing Dao Shuttle Chapter, turning into a ghost in the shadows, and headed... Valley of the Moon.
The Valley of the Moon is a scenic spot in Tongxuanjiao, the fragrant moon flowers in the day scatter a faint halo, the whole valley is such a scene, the blue light is like a soft quilt, covering the earth.
But what few people know is that the valley of the moon at night is even more beautiful, coupled with the gentle moonlight, and the melodious echo of the wind echoing in the valley, it is even more magnificent.
The moon flowers swayed in the wind, like a baby's rocking chair, with a sense of tranquility.
Bai Yanling was still dressed in white, the cold night made him tighten his clothes, a few rays of moonlight sprinkled on her body, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the quiet moonlight.
Looking at the woman, Feng Yin couldn't help but be stunned, the white goose spirit under the moon was like an elf lost in the world, her white clothes, her long ...... Feng Yin almost got drunk.
He really wanted to walk in front of Bai Yanling and take a good look at this beauty.
It's not about sex, just pure appreciation.
"No way!"
Feng Yin woke up suddenly, and said to himself what was wrong, he slapped himself hard, his voice was crisp, and he didn't look back.
"Who's there, is it Feng Yin?" the ethereal voice whined in the wind
Bai Yanling opened his eyes, but now it was empty, and there was nothing.
Ten miles away, Feng Yin stood on the shore by the moonlight and looked at himself in the water, cooling his face with cold water.
Why? I wanted to give up everything and had the idea of living in seclusion. He muttered to himself and slapped himself hard.
When he returned to Void Peak, Feng Zi had already woken up, looked at the stunned Feng Yin, came up with a punch, and then a bear hug and slapped Feng Yin's shoulder heavily.
"I thought my brothers were all dead, but I didn't expect ...... I wasn't the only one who survived. Fengzi said excitedly.
The comrades-in-arms who were born and died in the past, the relationship is not just clear in words, but now the old people meet, everything is in plain sight.
Feng Yin was also unable to calm down, looked the latter up and down carefully, and asked with concern: "How are you, do you still have sequelae?"
"These two years have been very difficult, and I have to suffer inhumane oppression every day, and I can't even commit suicide. Feng Zidao, recalling the past, he still had palpitations for a while, and he didn't know how to survive the past two years.
"That thing claims to have lived for three million years, what the hell is it? Feng Yin asked, that kind of existence was too strange, if it weren't for the Heavenly Stick, the consequences for the three of them would be unimaginable.
"When the earth was transforming, a demon seed appeared in my body, and since I came into contact with the way of cultivating immortals, I inadvertently awakened that seed, and it has been a nightmare ever since. ”
Feng Zi admitted that he remembered everything, and what the latter saw and heard was the same as his own experience, but he couldn't control himself, and he stayed in a daze for two years.
"He never said where he came from, I don't know. Fengzi shook his head.
But soon, he laughed again: "But I am also blessed by misfortune, and an ancient heavenly skill appeared in my mind, called the First Demon Heavenly Gong, and now I also have the strength to enter the top of the Dao, which can be regarded as a kind of harvest." ”
Feng Yin frowned when he heard this, and asked: "Origin Demon Heavenly Skill?" will it have a bad impact on you, if so, it is better to give up as soon as possible, there are dozens of Dao in the Tongxuan Sect for you to choose from, and you don't need to take risks." ”
There was a fear in his heart that everything would be repeated, and that the evil thing would be even more difficult to deal with once he knew the roots.
"The First Demon Sutra is just an exercise, there is no difference between good and bad, the difference is only based on the person who cultivates him. In order to let Feng Yin relax, Feng Zi spread out his hands, and a layer of pitch-black flames burned in the palms of his hands, and there was really less evil and resentful strange atmosphere, and more of an inexplicable domineering mysterious atmosphere.
"I have a feeling that the devil seems to be another me, an evil and profound me. Feng Zi frowned and said.
Feng Yin patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, he has nothing to do with you." ”
"Maybe......" Feng Zi scratched his neck and said, just then he remembered something, and suddenly his expression changed, and said, "It's broken!
"Doppelganger?" Feng Yin was puzzled.
"For the past three months, the existence in my body has been devouring other people's divine souls, and for the sake of convenience, he has separated a wisp of Yuan Shen to manipulate another person, and that person is outside of Tongxuan!"
He said this with a look of annoyance, patted his head heavily, and complained, "Damn, how did I forget this! ”
Feng Yin took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, where is the location, I'll destroy the last wisp of his primordial spirit." ”
At the time of the third watch, Feng Yin carried the Heavenly Stick, left to pass through the Xuan at night, and went to the designated place in Feng Zi's mouth, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he was directly stunned.
This is the village of mortals on the earth, and the mortals at this time should have rested a long time ago, but the streets in front of them are full of mortals in great pain, everyone is confused, moving like a walking corpse outside the house, and there are wails everywhere.
Mourning all over the wilderness!
There are thousands of people in this village, but not a single evil thing has fallen and devoured everyone's souls!
They were all mortals, and their divine soul power was too far inferior to that of cultivators, and after being devoured by evil things, their fate could be described as extremely miserable.
This group of people will die in a short period of time, full of pain, and finally turn into a miserable corpse, and even in some corners, Feng Yin has already seen several disgusting corpses, and the death is unbearable to look at.
One person split his head with an axe under severe pain, and the other jumped to his death, his brain splattered, and the most shocking thing was that they all had extremely painful expressions.
"Such a vicious method, even mortals will not let go!"
Feng Yin gritted his teeth, clenched the stick in his hand, followed the small traces of movement, and chased eastward for hundreds of miles, until at sunrise, he lost a clue in front of a river, and the latter was no longer traced.
Rumble!
The angry Feng Yin hit the river with a stick, and the amazing divine power was attached to the armillary stick, and the river water poured into the sky, and there was a big earthquake directly here, and Shengsheng was hit out of a big pit with a radius of 100 meters, which was bottomless, and even the water of the river was cut off.
"Someday I'm going to kill them all!" he yelled.