Listening to the sect master's questioning, a group of people peeked left and right, saw that Song Liancheng was nodding slightly, and then said in order of standing:

"Chapter Congzhou, building the foundation two. ”

"Yan Qiao Liu, build the foundation one. ”

"Gu weak water, build the foundation two. ”

"Cui Dapeng, Qi refining six. ”

"Xiao Lingchen, build the foundation immediately!"

"Lin stopped the clouds, built the foundation two. ”

"Zhang Junbi, Qi refining seven. ”

"When Su is in the past, build the foundation one. ”

"Huang Yaonong, build the foundation two. ”

"Lu Banding, Zhuji II. ”

"Uncle Qian, build the foundation. ”

"Zhuang Gusun, Zhuji II. ”

"Jiang Sidu, refining qi eight. ”

"Xu Kaiyu, refining qi eight. ”

"Shen Haiyin, refining qi eight. ”

Normally, they didn't need to announce their names, but the sect master obviously didn't recognize them, so it was not bad to find a chance to get acquainted.

He Yingwu nodded slightly, and casually copied a thick book: "Okay, you usually mainly cultivate, but this "Emperor Extreme Tyrant Map"?"

Song Liancheng was slightly stunned, and arched his hand: "Sect Master, since the founding of the Golden Sword Sect, it has been mainly based on the cultivation ......of the Emperor Extreme Tyrant Diagram!

He Yingwu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and smiled: "Do you remember what I said today, there was a breakthrough last night, although it may cause the realm to fall, but there is a great hope to solve the problem of entering the demon?"

"Naturally remember!"

"Well, the solution is not in "The Emperor's Diagram", but in my ...... Newly practiced exercises. ”

"New exercises?" Song Liancheng frowned, and the others didn't know why.

"Yes, I'm afraid there is something wrong with our books. He Yingwu smiled, stood up, and opened the classics casually, "Look at this, he said: The law of immortals, eating spiritual qi and fresh wind, over time, use it and then abolish it, those who enter, the realm of cultivation, those who retreat, the organs of the flesh." Therefore, when the practice is one, only in the heart, when the realm is high, then the organs are at least ......"

"Ah, is there any problem?" Song Liancheng said strangely, "This is what the ancestor of this sect Chiqing said, and it has always been regarded as a guideline. ”

"No problem, what the Ancestor said is right?" He Yingwu froze slightly, looking at the incredible expressions of Elder Song and the others, he couldn't help but let out a breath of turbidity, "Then what does this sentence mean? The higher the realm of an immortal cultivator, the fewer organs on his body? After Jindan Yuan Infant turns into a god, he will have one less organ? Then ..... oops, this guy doesn't have pi eyes, he is a Yuan Infant Old Monster! Run...... Is that so?"

Song Liancheng subconsciously let out an "ah", his mouth opened slightly, slightly sluggish, and the expressions of the other 15 people were even more exciting.

"No...... No....... that can't be said of that!"

"Then what do you want to say?" He Yingwu sneered and continued to turn the two pages, "You see: Spiritual Qi is the root of the Atrium World Avenue and the mother of heaven and earth. This is obviously wrong, it should be vitality!"

"Not Reiki?" everyone was stunned.

"Reiki is just an abundant energy in the atrium world, suitable for cultivating immortals, but it can be ...... The aura can be depleted, but the vitality will not be exhausted; the aura can be revived, but there is no such thing as a revival at all! Therefore, the vitality ...... It's more essential energy than aura, you know?" said He Yingwu depressedly.

Everyone stared at the demonic aura in disbelief, and they couldn't really see the sect master.

This suzerain is the same as before...... A little different?

He Yingwu shook his head, threw the classics on the ground casually, copied a copy from the pile of exercises, and quickly flipped through it: "Heaven is the way, and the main road is higher than the Kun road, no, no, it's all wrong!"

Wow~~~

This exercise book was thrown to the ground, and he immediately copied another copy and opened it: "Chaos Initial Division, Xuanhuang Positioning, the sky is round, it's not right!"

Wow~~~

"Five dragon arch saints, sixty-four days for each lord, no, no!"

Wow~~~

......

He Yingwu's speed is getting faster, and he often turns two pages and shakes his head to say what's wrong, and it doesn't take long for him to ...... The ground was littered with all kinds of books.

The crowd in the stone house was dumbfounded!

They couldn't figure it out for a while, if there was a problem with the Golden Sword Sect's martial arts books, Wei Rongcuo Sect Master ...... Why did you go earlier?

Why is it that today, this is not right, and it is not right?

He Yingwu seemed to be getting more and more irritable, and in the end he was too lazy to read the words, but subconsciously muttered: "No, no, no, no......"

Wow~~~Wow~~~~Wow~~~

Classics are flying.

"None of them are right!"

With a loud shout, He Yingwu bent down slightly, his hands were like big rakes, and he overturned all the classics with a bang.

Half a house is in disarray!

"Sect Master!" Song Liancheng was stunned, and he was about to come up to help He Yingwu.

He Yingwu was surrounded by demonic mist, he waved his hand vigorously to let Song Liancheng retreat, and after that, he raised one leg, stepped on the scattered classics with a bang, leaned forward, pressed his elbows against his knees, and slowly looked around at everyone:

"Isn't it child's play to start a sect and establish a sect! And shaking the foundation of dividing the sect and establishing a sect is also the first step we must take, that is: Choose the exercises! If the exercises are fallible and the cultivation of immortals goes astray, it will not end before it has even begun!"

"What does the sect master mean?" Song Liancheng asked cautiously.

He Yingwu smiled faintly: "Our exercises, first, should be directed at the Jindan Avenue, second, there must be no fallacies, and third, we should also be able to outline and grasp the overall situation of cultivating immortals." ”

Everyone looked left and right, looking at each other.

Song Liancheng smiled bitterly and bent over, dug out the "Emperor Extreme Tyrant Map", rubbed it gently, and his throat was dry: "Sect Master, we have always thought that this book should be." ”

He Yingwu slowly stretched out his hand, Song Liancheng was slightly stunned, and gently put the "Emperor Extreme Tyrant Map" in the palm of the sect master.

Raised above his head, He Yingwu's body gradually straightened, his wrist turned slightly, and he was boom~~~

"The Emperor Extreme Tyrant" fell into a mess again.

"There is a practice called "Big Dream Visualization", and from tomorrow, I will pass on your big dream visualization. He Yingwu stood up like a dragon spear and said lightly.

"That'...... That...... What about these classics?" Song Liancheng looked at the scattered classics, obviously very heartbroken.

He Yingwu smiled and took a deep breath: "Depose the hundred schools and respect the big dream!"

"Deposed...... It can be inherited for hundreds of years since the Huangji passed through the World Gate to the current Golden Sword Gate......"

"Inheritance has its own inheritance, I understand this!" He Yingwu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "From now on, you will be diligent in thinking, studying, discerning, and asking questions based on the visualization of big dreams and many martial arts texts as references. I also understand this truth, but it is the most important thing at present to clear up the source and put things in order! Do you know what the 'root' is? What is the 'source'?"

Everyone didn't dare to answer, only Song Liancheng smiled bitterly: "The original source is clear, naturally it is...... Depose a hundred schools of thought and monopolize the big dream. ”

"Not bad!" He Yingwu smiled, "I only visualize it with a big dream, and lead you to re-enter the gate of cultivating immortals, and get a glimpse of the Jindan Dao, as for the future road, it will be up to you to grasp it yourself! In the eyes of a thousand people, there may be a thousand avenues, tempering the Dao heart, tempering your own body, the road of cultivating immortals is lonely, and you have to go by yourself after all." ”

"Yes, according to the patriarch's commands!" said the crowd, bowing their heads.

"Good!"

Hiss~~~

Call~~~

He Yingwu exhaled and inhaled for a long time, the vitality moved slightly, stimulated the heart, controlled the heartbeat disorder, and next, it was the most important performance time.

He can't play "Wei Rongcuo" day after day, he can't act, and sooner or later he will have to show his stuffing.

The best way is to do "what should be"!

"Huh?" he suddenly snorted, and the demonic energy swelled, filling half of the stone house!

He clutched his chest, staggered back, as if in extreme pain, and suddenly let out a scream: "Ah!!hh

"Sect Master!" everyone didn't know why, they were shocked, led by Song Liancheng, and they were about to pounce!

Of course, He Yingwu wouldn't let them pounce.

"Ah!!h

In the continuous screams, He Yingwu's vitality was like a tide of rage, and he went all out to stimulate Wei Rongcuo's demon poison golden pill!

Click~~~

Rolling round golden pills, starting to crack everywhere!

Rumble~~~

He Yingwu was three meters around, and a circular black light mask suddenly appeared, with an unyielding multicolored beam swimming inside, and the incomparable power of the golden pill exploded!

Boom~~~

A group of people were like rags, thrown high, smashed on the roof of the stone wall, and fell around!

He Yingwu curled up and rolled, like a curled prawn stained with ink!

"Ah!!h

In the midst of the screams, he thrust his left and right hands into his chest and jerked them in both directions!

Thorn~~~

In the tooth-sour sound of flesh separation, a layer of flesh and skin two centimeters thick was torn off alive!

This thing is naturally fake, He Yingwu just got it back from Wei Rongcuo's room today, but in such a terrifying situation, which one would carefully distinguish it!?

In the scream, he was like a molting monster, struggling to break out of the skin, and came out covered in blood!

"Sect Master, Sect Master!" the crowd shouted.

But there was a black light shroud of the demon poison golden pill, and even Song Liancheng couldn't get close.

On the ground, there was a thick pile of skin.

He Yingwu finally stopped screaming, he gasped, wiped his face vigorously, and struggled to get up.

Everyone was stunned! Their extremely powerful and majestic Sect Master Wei Rongcuo, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, was now only 1.8 meters tall, and he had lost a lot of weight......

This is what it is.

Gu Xiaoshui was also there, and his heart suddenly shrank!

What should it be?

Isn't that what to do?

Didn't he get taken away by Deacon Jiang and handed over to the Great Elder King Eno?

......

The demon poison golden pill was still activating, and he tried his best to maintain the light mask, He Yingwu didn't want anyone to get close, he picked up a towel, wiped his face clean, and then hesitated, and touched his nose, eyes, mouth, and face......

He laughed, and there was joy, gloom, hesitation, panic, and anticipation in his laughter: "My new face...... How?"

As he spoke, the black demonic mist around him gradually thinned, as if it showed that the demonic trouble that had plagued him for a long time had finally been satisfactorily resolved.

New exercises, new body shapes, new appearances, realm falls, but completely solves the problem of demonization?