When Chi Chao stepped into the sixth floor, the old monk of Tianquan, who was still recuperating in the secret room, immediately broke through the barrier and swept in the direction of the Demon Brake Hall.

A reed crossing the river was exerted to the extreme speed by the old monk of Tianquan, and in less than a while, he appeared in front of Chi Chao from the secret room, and even the ascetic monk did not know that the old monk of Tianquan had entered the Demon Temple.

"You're here." Chi Yan, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old monk of Tianquan standing in front of him.

"You had a hunch that I was coming?" The old monk of Tianquan asked.

"It's not a hunch, but I knew from the beginning that the real purpose of you letting me enter the Oolong Courtyard." Chi Chao said slowly, "You just use me as a tool for you to learn magic skills. ”

"If you know, why do you want to learn?" The old monk of Tianquan asked puzzled.

"Hehe, the great opportunity fell in front of me, how can there be a reason not to pick it up." Chi Zhen replied, "Even if you suck me up in the end, at least I've learned." ”

"Since you have such an awareness, then leave everything you have learned to me."

The old monk of Tianquan laughed evilly, and put his left hand on Chi Chao's head.

"There is no virtue and immeasurable, and there is no leakage!"

As the old monk of Tianquan placed his hand on the back of Chi Chao's head, a strange suction force appeared from his palm, and Chi Chao immediately felt that the spirit of his whole person was being peeped at at a glance.

Chi Chao is now like a dominated wooden man, allowing the old monk of Tianquan to wantonly absorb the magic skills he has learned.

The palm of the old monk of Tianquan was like a whirlpool in the deep sea, pulling wildly towards the wooden boat of the Spiritual Mirror Sea loaded with his own knowledge and experience.

The canoe will be crumbling, and everything on the canoe will overturn into a whirlpool.

There are magic skills, and there is more Haoran Qi and the knife intent of the woodcutter!

The first thing to absorb is the magic skill, because that is the first cultivation method that the old monk of Tianquan wants from Chi Chao, followed by Haoran Qi and the knife intent of the woodcutter.

"Give me, give me, give it all!" The old monk of Tianquan laughed heartily.

In the night sky on the sea of the Chi Chao Mind Mirror, the six stars representing the magic power were extinguished one by one, first the Tianshu Star Position, then the Tianxuan Tianji, and finally Yuheng and Kaiyang······

Until the last Shaking Light Star with white starlight was the initial Demon Star of Chi Chao, once he lost this Demon Star, he would have to say goodbye to the Demon Gong.

The Shaker Star flickered and was about to be extinguished.

"Bang!" The sea of psychic mirrors exploded, and the shaking light star position exploded into pieces, and then there was a chain effect, and the other magic star positions exploded one by one, and the six stars turned into countless points of light and dissipated in the night sky.

"Excellent! Very good! That's great! The old monk of Tianquan said with a smile.

The six-story demonic power had been absorbed into his body, and at this time, he felt that his body was full of powerful power that could be said to almost destroy the world.

The original dark wound on the old monk of Tianquan also automatically recovered at this time, and the magic skill transformed his body into an invincible state, and he had a strong healing ability, and the injury would be quickly recovered in the future.

"It turns out that magic is really different from Buddhism. It can even be said that magic is more powerful than Buddhism. The old monk of Tianquan looked at his body with satisfaction, "No wonder the master wants to enter the Demon Temple Hall in his later years, he also clearly knows that the magic skill can save his body that is immortal." ”

"Are you satisfied?" Ji Chao looked up and asked.

"That's right, I'm satisfied." The old monk replied, "Give me everything else you have learned!" ”

The old monk of Tianquan unscrupulously wanted to seize the Haoran Qi that Chi Chao had learned from the Guiyuan Sword Tower, and on his palm, the suction continued unabated.

"You even want to seize what I learned from the Sword Tower of the Unknowable Land of Gui - Haoran Qi?" Chi Chao suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the wrist of the old monk of Tianquan, "Do you really dare to take it?" ”

"I even gave you what I learned in the unknowable land of my wasteland-killing demon blood, at no price, shouldn't you, the fourth gentleman, take out something and return it?" The old monk of Tianquan said.

"Are you sure you really want to?" Chi Chao confirmed again.

"If you want this seat, you will give it!" The suction of the palm of the old monk of Tianquan skyrocketed, regardless of whether Chi Chaoyun allowed it or not, and forcibly subverted the knowledge and comprehension of the representative Haoran Qi on the wooden boat.

Under this powerful suction, the wooden boat once again crumbled, and a large straight iron sword inserted in the center of the wooden boat began to loosen and swayed from side to side.

"Okay, if you want it, I'll give it to you." Ji Yan let go of his hand and closed his eyes.

"Poof!"

In the sea of psychic mirrors, the large straight iron sword inserted in the center of the wooden boat floated up by itself, and flew rapidly towards the eye hole of the whirlpool.

"Embarrassed!" The sound of an object falling into the water was heard.

"Wow!" The whirlpool, which had been strong in suction, suddenly stopped, and then the whirlpool cracked a crack, and the rotation of the entire whirlpool was disrupted.

The old monk of Tianquan only felt a pain in his palm, and then the pain spread from his palm to his entire arm.

Feeling it carefully, he found that there was a sword qi from the palm of his hand all the way up, straight to his heart.

"What did you do?" The old monk of Tianquan said with a shocked face.

"Sword God's things, where is it so good." Chi Chao replied indifferently.

"You······ Stop it! The old monk of Tianquan wanted to let go of his hand, but Chi Chao suddenly raised his hand, grabbed his wrist, and let his palm stop on his head all the time.

"Don't you want to? I'll give it to you, let go of your hand! ”

The pain in his arm became more and more intense, and fine beads of sweat had already appeared on the forehead of the old monk of Tianquan.

The things left behind by the sword god really can't be touched by anyone. The old monk of Tianquan regretted it incomparably.

The old monk of Tianquan began to mobilize the Buddha light in his body to resist the sword qi that was constantly rushing through his flesh and blood meridians, fortunately, this sword qi was not the sword qi left by the sword god to protect his heirs, the sword qi used to protect his heirs was used by Chi Chao on the execution ground to kill the king of the wasteland country.

The current sword qi is just the sword qi that Chi Chao slashed out by himself by drawing a scoop from the gourd. The power is less than one-ten-thousandth of the sword god's sword qi, but this is still enough for the old monk of Tianquan.

"Unexpectedly, you only saw the sword intent of the sword god once, and you learned almost half of it." The old monk of Tianquan couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself, a junior, his cultivation and comprehension ability is so strong.

"Not once, but I haven't seen it at all, and I haven't thought about it at all." Chi replied.

"What!"

"I'll give you everything else, too!" Chi Chao suddenly laughed gloomily, "This is something that a master who is on a par with the Sword God taught me. ”

On the wooden boat of the Pond Chaos Mind Mirror Sea, in addition to the large straight iron sword standing in the center of the wooden boat, there was also a tattered firewood knife hanging at the stern of the boat.

Don't underestimate this chai knife, as one of the five hidden masters, the woodcutter's own strength is unfathomable, and it may have reached a higher realm than the holy master.

The woodcutter's wood-chopping knife intent can be said to be completely inferior to the sword intent of the sword god, and even stronger.

Because the knife goes black and the sword goes green, the chopping power of the knife is stronger than the sword.

As soon as Chi Chao's mind moved, the broken firewood knife floated up, and fell straight into the whirlpool at the speed of cutting through the void.

The power of the broken firewood knife is naturally not comparable to the sword qi of Chi Chao just now, as soon as it falls into the whirlpool, the entire whirlpool moves, and the palm of the old monk of Tianquan breaks a gap, and blood is dripping from the wound to the ground.

Terrible! The virtual wood-chopping knife intent has caused substantial damage to the old monk of Tianquan!

The old monk of Tianquan cried out in pain, and this time the pain was even stronger than before!

"You slashed another sword?" The old monk of Tianquan was angry and surprised.

"Nope! This time it's not a sword. ”

Chi Yan looked at the old monk of Tianquan with a smile.

"You should be able to take my sword."

"Knives?"

The old monk of Tianquan looked at his body again, and it was a knife in his arm that was cutting his flesh meridians!

This knife! The old monk of Tianquan seemed to remember something, and his face showed a fear that he had never felt before.

He had only seen this kind of sword intent once, and it was only after seeing this kind of sword intent that he decided to cultivate.

When he was young, he was an ordinary herdsman child in the northern grasslands, and his only ideal was to have tens of thousands of sheep and endless pastures.

Until he arrived at a new grazing meadow to herd sheep, where he saw the Wild Demon, the strongest man in the Wasteland at that time, dueling with people.

The man was a rickety hunchbacked old man, holding a broken firewood knife in his hand, and the knife that didn't cut his hands and grabbed the meat was sharp, but after the old man waved the firewood knife in his hand, the strongest desolate demon in his country didn't even have time to react, and he was cut out of the chest with a knife, and the bones were visible.

At that time, the desolate demon had already cultivated to the seventh-story realm of demonic skills, and his physical body was so powerful that it was a rare blade in the world that could be cut open.

In that battle, the desolate demon was defeated and fled, and the old man smiled and disappeared in place.

Since then, the old monk Tianquan has been fascinated by spiritual practice.

His own qualifications are very good, and then he was selected by the Oolong Academy, so he practiced in the Oolong Academy, and moved forward step by step towards the powerful old man he saw at that time.

Because of this belief, he practiced all the way, overcame many difficulties, and finally cultivated the six links of Buddhism, which is recognized as one of the strongest in the world.

The old monk of Tianquan became the strongest, but he knew that he was not the strongest, and there were those hidden masters that he had never defeated, so he pursued more powerful power, and even violated the precepts to learn the magic skills of the Demon Temple.

The old monk of Tianquan was both frightened and excited now, he had the ambition to take Chi Yan's knife as his own, but he was afraid that he would not be able to take it.

After thinking for a while, the old monk of Tianquan decided to learn this trick.

The more powerful the power, the more it can arouse people's ambitions, even if it will cost one's life on the way to pursue it.

"Chi Chao Xiaoyou, thank you!" The old monk of Tianquan thanked Chi Chao instead.

"Maniac." Chi Chao said, "You can talk about it later." ”

Chi Chao took the hand of the old monk of Tianquan off his head, and let him stand alone to digest the things that Chi Chao "passed on" to him, and he walked out of the magic temple hall to see if it was still snowing in the sky.