Chapter 65: The Legend of Ink

Running all the way, Motoo has been making all kinds of assumptions, he is still young, and he still has some worries, and he doesn't want to die like this.

For Yuanwei, being able to cultivate to the realm of forging veins for nine weeks in seven years cannot but be said to be a miracle. However, Jiang Li once said that his Gathering Spirit Realm was only the beginning of the path of cultivating immortals, so Yuanwei's cultivation was still a long way from this beginning.

Yuanwei's exercises include the Dragon Transformation Technique, the Ice Condensation Technique, the Essence Spring Technique, the Chaos Forging Technique, the Mire Technique and the Xuanhu Transformation, and among them, the most threatening is the Dragon Transformation Decision that he has repeatedly deduced. But for Soul Condensing Realm immortal cultivators, these are not as pleasant as scratching their boots.

Although Motoo is affectionate, he is not an indecisive person, and he has a decision to run away.

Meng Yuyan chased after him for a full hour and a half, and the breath of the Forging Vein Realm Immortal Cultivator was clear as if it was right in front of him, and he waved his hand to condense an arc-shaped white light and pushed it into the dense forest below, and the hundred-year-old giant trees within a radius of several hundred zhang broke off one after another like weak blades of grass, and a clearing instantly appeared in the middle of the primeval forest that was originally dense and did not see light.

In the clearing, there was no shadow of an immortal cultivator, except for the giant trees that were horizontal and vertical, and there were only a few mutilated wolf corpses, a faint mountain tiger, and dozens of mountain birds that were rotten into meat and feathers. Meng Yuyan was puzzled, he was confident that his divine sense would never make a mistake, the breath of the Forging Vein Realm Immortal Cultivator had just appeared here, and his spiritual power was very accurate, and the blow just now would definitely not kill a Vein Forging Realm Immortal Cultivator.

There were a few more white lights, and the area of the clearing was several times larger, and there were still only some mountain beasts with no spiritual power. Meng Yuyan spread out his divine sense, there was no immortal cultivator's aura at all outside the vicinity, let alone the superb spirit stone, and in the farther distance, the aura of the other four forging vein realm juniors was clearly visible. Once again, hovering at a low altitude and carefully searching the area, still finding nothing, Meng Yuyan woke up from his anger, he carefully reviewed the chase along the way, and felt as if he was being teased.

After thinking for a moment, Meng Yuyan was unwilling to rush in the other direction, he thought that as long as he caught one of several people, everything would fall into place.

However, before he could go far, the aura of an immortal cultivator clearly emanated behind him, and he excitedly turned the flying sword again and quickly chased back. Another flash of white light flashed, and another clearing appeared in front of him, but at that moment, the aura of the immortal cultivator disappeared out of thin air again, a mountain tiger and a wild boar were unconscious together, and a few monkeys were smashed by the thick trunk and lost arms and legs. Meng Yuyan was even more surprised, he even landed on the ground and carefully searched the area, but still found nothing.

Again, Meng Yuyan turned his head to chase after Mu Wei and the others, but before he could go far, the aura of the immortal cultivator appeared behind him again... After repeating this a few times, Meng Yuyan suddenly remembered that there was a kind of exercise in this Immortal Cultivation Realm that concealed his own aura, but this exercise could only be cultivated in the Soul Condensing Realm, but what he had searched for before was only the Forging Pulse Realm, could it be that the old monster of the Soul Condensing Realm or even the Transformation God Realm was teasing himself? Meng Yuyan couldn't help but shudder. However, he quickly denied this inference, because if it was really a Divine Condensing Realm or even a Divine Transformation Realm immortal cultivator, there was no need to be so troublesome, but only needed to come out generously to confront him, after all, he was only an immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Soul Condensing Realm.

Meng Yanyan looked at the clearing in front of him, in addition to the trees, there were also a few wild deer, a leopard and a mountain tiger... He chuckled in his heart, as if he had found something, and when he looked closely, sure enough, the mountain tiger lying in the mud was not dead, it seemed to be just unconscious, and the color of the coat and the size of the body were obviously the one that had been appearing a few times before!

Meng Yuyan smiled dumbly, there were many beasts in the mountains, he never doubted that this mountain tiger had no spiritual power fluctuations on his body, he didn't expect that it was his own little mistake, and he just let himself spend an hour here!

"Don't pretend, get up, I want to see how a mere Pulse Forging Realm kid could cultivate such a strange technique and be able to transform into a mountain tiger!" Meng Yuyan shouted loudly.

Yuanwei knew that he had discovered it, so he simply got up and changed back to his original appearance, "Say hello to this senior." ”

Seeing Yuanwei holding a strange-shaped snake staff and limping on one leg, Meng Yuyan realized that the little lame man in front of him was actually the young man who was widely wanted by their Haoyang hunters before! "You are Yuanwei?"

Yuan Wei looked at the other party in surprise, he didn't expect this person to be able to call his name as soon as he came up, "I'm Yuan Wei, I don't know how this senior knows my name?"

"Your name?!You are now a celebrity, and you have been written into our Haoyang hunter hunting list! It is said that you were arranged by the Great Elder of Yan County City to escort the county guard Zhu Zizai to the Imperial City of Taishan, killing several Gathering Spirit Realm boys along the way, and also escaped He Qing's pursuit. Your lame leg and snake staff are too obvious to be recognized. Say, what do you have to say to me?" Meng Yuyan said and sat on a tree stump, looking calm and relaxed.

Yuanwei took out the five-grade Qiankun bag from his arms, opened it easily, and the aura of the top-grade spirit stone came out, condensing a small colorful rainbow above his head, "The Qiankun bag and the spirit stone are here, please take it back from the seniors." A few of our juniors are too greedy and rob the seniors' things, and the juniors are willing to use their lives to appease the anger of the seniors, but I hope the seniors can let go of my friends. ”

"Let it go, it's ridiculous! Hand over the jade slips of Yanjun City and say the transformation exercises, the old man can make your death more happy. Hurry up and make a decision, the old man is going to arrest your friends. Meng was arrogant and angry, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

Although he expected Meng Yuyan to react like this, Yuan Wei was still a little disappointed.

The snake staff slid lightly in front of Yuanwei's chest, and the spiritual power of his whole body was mobilized without reservation, and a cyan dragon shadow with a bowl mouth and a length of more than two zhang suddenly condensed, and the dragon shadow wrapped around Yuanwei's body and was ready to attack.

This was the most powerful move that Motowei had ever performed in his life, and he was confident that this dragon shadow might shatter the Gathering Spirit Realm Immortal Cultivator!

However, Meng Yuyan was an immortal cultivator of the Soul Condensation Realm after all, and with a wave of his hand, he used his spiritual power to imprison everything in Yuanwei, and the dragon shadow hovering over Yuanwei's body gradually dissipated.

"Don't measure yourself! The old man will give you some punishment!" Meng Yuyan snorted coldly in his nostrils, his index finger slid out of thin air, and Yuan Wei turned around involuntarily, and his entire back leaked in front of him. "The old man has a thousand ways to deal with people like you with hard mouths, why don't you let the old man see if your backbone is really hard..."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, seniors, don't look at it..."Yuanwei's back was cold, the clothes on his body were shattered by Meng Yuyan's shock, and the whole person stood there naked, so he was not embarrassed.

"Oh, then you want to tell me? The little cripple is in good shape, but what do the scars on your body mean? Could it be that you have been naughty and beaten by your parents since you were a child? The old man hates this kind of naughty child the most, no wonder he has an inexplicable anger when he sees you!"

"Don't be angry, senior, I made this scar myself. Also, that jade slip is not mine, I just keep it for others, and I can't pass it on to my seniors! The seniors are highly respected, and they should know this basic principle of life. Besides, there is no secret to that exercise, I can become a mountain tiger as long as I lie down, there is nothing to say!"

"Grind and chirp!" Meng Yuyan's eyes widened, and his right hand turned into a palm and slashed out of thin air, and a white light was like a sharp knife from the top of Yuanwei's head to his lower body, and the young elastic muscles and muscles were separated left and right, and the skull and spine inside completely leaked out. The white bones of the tail are covered with black veins of the nightmare bones. After several tribulations, the white bones have been eroded by black veins, and black markings like cobwebs have grown on the surface, and the black veins are even thicker. As soon as the bones of the spine were exposed, the spirit stone in the Qiankun bag in Yuanwei's hand seemed to be pulled, and it suddenly turned into a tide of spiritual energy and rushed towards Yuanwei.

"What's on that bone? No, this, this, this is the legendary Lord Xuanmo!" Meng was shocked, the black bones of Yuanwei were like some irresistible flood beast, making him panic and retreat more than a dozen steps.

And the black veins nourished by the aura seemed to be alive, like an ink dragon in the clouds, churning endlessly. Yuanwei's body couldn't move, but he could feel that there were dozens of giant pythons in his body, drilling around in the bones and flesh and blood. There was an unbearable swelling pain in all parts of his body, and he screamed and lost consciousness.

In just a few breaths, all the spirit stones in the Qiankun bag turned into spiritual energy, which was absorbed by Yuanwei's black bones, and the huge wound on his back healed automatically, leaving only a thick black scar. Motowei's originally lowered head suddenly lifted, and a strange black light flashed in his eyes.

"Who am I?" Yuan Wei seemed to ask Meng Yuyan and himself, but the voice was different from usual, it was a particularly sharp sound, as if scraping the bottom of a pot with an iron spoon was extremely uncomfortable.

Meng Yuyan had already been frightened, he fell to his knees and begged for mercy again and again, "Lord Xuanmo spares his life, Lord Xuanmo spares his life..."

"You know my name, even if I'm like that now?" it seems that we have some relationship..."Motoo was surprised.

Meng Yuyan seemed to see the hope of life, "Lord Xuanmo's prestige has been passed down for thousands of generations, and my family has all the introductions of adults in their past and present lives, so only the villain can recognize the adult." The villain is willing to follow the adults and serve them!"

"You woke me from my slumber. Supposedly, I should thank you, but there is a strong consciousness in my body that wants to kill you, so..."As he spoke, Yuan Wei opened his five fingers and slapped it out of thin air, and a deep pit that was hundreds of zhang deep appeared where Meng Yuyan was, and there was nothing at the bottom of the pit, and as for Meng Yuyan, it had already turned into powder.

Yuan Wei picked up his Qiankun bag from the ground, took out a new set of clothes to put on, raised his arms and turned left and right to look at his body, and seemed to be a little satisfied: "I can't imagine that in this life, I have perfectly combined the cultivation of immortals with the cultivation of demons! To fall in the name of cultivating immortals, a good way! A good way! If I had thought of this method at the beginning, how could I have fallen into the current situation!"

"It's a pity that I seem to hate me in my previous life now, and I want to refine my previous life little by little in an extremely domineering way, he seems to think too simply..."

"How could I be so poor in this life?Otherwise, how could I be so interested in other people's Qiankun bags?" Yuanwei frowned and muttered to himself, but still waved his hand, and Meng Yan's Qiankun bag lying in the deep pit arrived in his hand.

"How long has it been since I woke up last time? Hey, let's just go for a walk, the next time I wake up, I don't know when..." In the end, with a wave of his sleeves, a black cloud of hundreds of feet appeared around him, and the cloud and mist rose, and floated into the distance wrapped in Yuanwei.