The Iron Dragon City Lord looked ahead, the temple was pitch black, the footsteps had not sounded again, and there was no human figure in the place where it came out.

But there was a woman who was talking, and her voice was very nice, and her tone was ethereal, and it was very out of tune with the night.

The middle-aged Taixi mirror sheltered himself, and the place where he stood was full of brilliance, and he was awe-inspiring: "What a ghost, dare to approach me, I am protected by the Taixi Palace!"

The Taixi mirror swept out a ray of light, and the pillar of light illuminated the dark temple, revealing Qin Feng's tracks in the corner of the wall.

But there are still no women present.

"I am the Lord of Iron Dragon City, I can deal with the Four Tibetan Realms, you pretend to be a ghost, you dare not reveal your true body, and you threaten to kill me, it is too arrogant!"

The middle-aged shouted angrily, emboldening himself, and the image of the soul head on the side was bright and dim.

"Brother Tie, could those legends be true? These seemingly ordinary temples are really ancient holy ancestral halls, enshrined in ancient holy dharma!"

"The woman who speaks, is the Most Holy Manifestation?"

The middle-aged man felt furious in his heart, he felt very bad, and grabbed Qin Feng with his big hand, wanting to catch the young man and escape from the temple, just when he was about to take action, the woman's voice sounded again.

She struggled: "I am a saint, I can't make a move on mortals, there is no reason, and it is not appropriate to take your life." ”

The woman's voice paused for a long time, and then sounded again, with some pyrotechnic gas: "I found the robbery temple, he was indeed robbed, his arms were cut off by immortal weapons, and there is no possibility of growth." ”

The woman waved her hand, and the Iron Dragon City Lord disappeared from the spot.

The sound of da-

"What happened, and why is it inconsistent with the plan?

"I'm not running away, I'm going to find out the reason for the death of the Sheng, and the truth about the dilapidated temples of Wensheng and Yuansheng. ”

Qin Feng felt repulsed, and the Holy Temple sent the two middle-aged men away first, and wanted to sweep him out of the house.

"You didn't make a fire, you weren't guests, I have no reason to hurt you, and I can still sweep you out. ”

"The Holy Temple is temporarily closed to guests, and I will leave for some time to pursue the truth, and I don't know if I can come back. ”

Qin Feng hurriedly reacted, he took out the brazier in the main room, piled all the dry firewood in the corner into the brazier, and hurriedly lit a fire.

The flames crackled, and a yellowish light illuminated the temple.

"You made a fire, you are a guest of the Most Holy Temple, and I can entertain you once. ”

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, dragged his seriously injured body, and went to the east and west chambers, picking up a lot of firewood and piling it up next to the brazier for backup.

"Holy senior, those people are very unreasonable, they have destroyed the house where your god statue lives to the point that it is not in shape, will they kill them again?" Qin Feng sat by the brazier, using the light of the fire to burn the wounds on his body, gritting his teeth to disinfect and stitch it himself.

"I sent them away to return to this place, and by the strength of their feet they had three days. ”

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and stitched up the wound on his abdomen bare-chested.

He was a little shy: "Holy senior, you go to the wing room to avoid it first, I want to stitch up the wounds on my body, which involves privacy and is very unsightly."

”

He stitched up the wound on his elbow and gradually transferred it to the lower half of his body.

He unbuttoned his trousers and asked tentatively, "Holy of All, are you still there?" I'm going to undo my undergarment, and there is a deep wound at the base of my thigh that needs to be stitched up. ”

No one in the temple answered his words.

The young man unbuttoned his trousers, revealing the wound on his thigh, added another piece of wood to the brazier, burned the wound red, took out an embroidery needle from his body and burned it red, and connected the flesh with needle and thread.

"It seems that the Holy Predecessors have avoided it first. ”

Qin Feng felt a lot of pain, and there was more than one wound at the base of his thigh, which he slowly sutured.

The young man looked at the wing room and shouted to the wall: "Holy senior, this is just a statue of you, which is used for worship by future generations, where are you really here?"

Qin Feng realized that it was impolite to ask such a question, and hurriedly changed his words: "Holy senior, some time ago, I had contact with the Yuan Sheng, and I also stayed in the Yuan Sheng Temple. ”

"That night, several ancient saints met to discuss, are there any holy predecessors among them?"

The woman's voice reappeared, and she answered softly, sounding in front of Qin Feng.

The young man was frightened, hurriedly lifted his pants, covering a large area of skin, and the movement was too fast, and the wound that had just been stitched up collapsed again.

"Senior Yuansheng, it turns out that you haven't left yet......"

Da-da-da-da.

The footsteps sounded in front of Qin Feng, passed through the small door, arrived at the gate, and immediately pushed the door out.

"Guest, you can stay overnight in this temple, I'm going to find out something. ”

The creaking sound of the door shut, mixed with the woman's instructions: "If you want to leave, be sure to wait for the dawn, you have the law of time, unlike the others." You awaken the old man in the old land, and if you go out of the temple at night, you will be lost. ”

Qin Feng retained, wanting to learn something from the woman's mouth, but he couldn't do it, so he had to stitch up the wound alone.

"This time is really thrilling, I must master the Heavy Ming Technique as soon as possible and start developing the body treasure!"

Soon, the sky was white, and the temple was bright.

The young man stitched up several wounds on his body and got up to leave the Holy Temple.

He put the brazier back under the statue, and put the unburned firewood back into the wings on both sides, and came to the main room to bow down to the statue, "Holy senior, thank you for your kindness." ”

The young man sighed, pushed open the door and left.

"But I know that you are all characters from a long time ago, and these scenes are only due to my mastery of the laws of time, and the power of time has stimulated the remnants of the telekinesis in the temple, so that your heroic spirits can reappear. ”

"Time is the enemy of all beings, you are extraordinary, you are called holy, but after all, you still disintegrate under the invasion of time. ”

The young man sped away, away from the Black Earth Mountain Range, he didn't plan to stay, it would be very troublesome if he ran into the Iron Dragon City Lord again.

But he also didn't dare to swagger and fly across the sky, if he encountered the power of the black soil of the Four Tibetan Realms, he would be in danger again.

The young man clinged to the ground, transformed into a mortal, trudging through the shade of the trees, gathering his breath.

He ran for three days in a row, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief when he escaped from the Black Earth Mountains

。

The young man went to a barren place, opened up a mountain cave, arranged several spiritual arrays around the cave, and dodged into the cave.

"I don't know how far this Black Earth Mountain Range is from Xiban City, I can only take one step at a time. ”

Due to many considerations, the young people decided to stop rushing and improve their own strength first.

"There is a Yuan Magnetic Black Stone in the Black Earth Mountain Range, which is necessary for the evolution of the Cold Jade Body into the Yuan Magnetic Glass Body, which is very important to me. ”

"The black soil power is not easy to deal with, when my strength is enough, I must turn back and find this treasure. ”

The young man began to cultivate.

"The Iron Dragon City Lord failed to succeed, maybe he will wait for me in Xiban City to enter the urn, his power is not enough to control Xiban City, but I must be vigilant, my own strength is fundamental. ”

The young man raised his palm, and two flame firebirds appeared, and the mist in the soul sea froze, and a trace of changeable mist gradually transformed into characters, constituting an obscure scripture.

The number of words in the scriptures is not much, and there are only nineteen ancient characters, which is less than the Xuanhuang method of warfare.

Qin Feng is no stranger to these ancient characters, he has experience and can recognize them.

"I suffered a lot in finding wood, and my hard work paid off, and in the end I still got this method!"

"The law begins with the ...... of the Ming Dynasty"

Qin Feng cultivated the Heavy Ming Technique, silently reciting the scriptures in his heart, and when he was running the vitality in his body, he only felt extremely hot.

When he reached the third character, he felt that his whole body was burning, and his big tendons and flesh and blood burst one after another, and he was subjected to terrifying scorching, but Qin Feng resisted;

When the seventh character was refined, fine beads of sweat appeared on the young man's face, and his six senses were cut off. The scriptures were transformed into a great grinding plate, pressed against him, destroyed his flesh, and at the same time cut off his senses, leaving him helpless, lonely, and prone to self-harm, but the young man endured it, and he had undergone such trials in the search for wood, and the same difficulties could not defeat him a second time;

When he reached the fifteen characters, the young man's eyes were blank, and the realm was cut off, and he slipped layer by layer, falling to the quenching realm.

The young man laughed: "I didn't expect that the hardships I endured when climbing and searching for trees in the past have now turned into my experience." ”

"The last four characters are missing!"

The young man's heart is firm, and he uses the cultivation of the quenching body realm as an overlook to re-mingling, even if the cultivation is cut down and the Dao fruit is completely eliminated, it cannot make him stagnate at all.

Heavy Ming Technique and even Strong Technique, the threshold for cultivation is very high, there are three levels: the physical body level, the inner level, and the Dao Fruit level, each level is difficult to break through, blocking the cultivator from the door, if you want to successfully comprehend the nineteen characters, you must completely pass the triple level.

These three levels are very difficult, and it is difficult to break through without ten years and hundreds of years of accumulation attempts.

But Qin Feng only spent a few pillars of incense time!

"The seventeenth!"

"The eighteenth!"

"There's one last one left!"

Qin Feng smiled, with an irrepressible ecstasy.

Suddenly, he felt his eyes heat up, his eyes rolled suddenly, his pupils reversed behind his eyes, and a lot of blood was pulled into his sockets.

Out of the corner of his eye, a raging flame burned, and soon, the young man's eyes turned blue, and there was a smell of burning.

The last character, to refine his eyes!

Rumble.

Suddenly, the fire in his eye socket spread, burning all over his body, along with his flesh, soul, and heart.

"The fourth level?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Strongest Truth and Taoism" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~