Fifty-one counties, a journey of more than five million miles, after half a year, naturally it is impossible to just stay, in this half year, everyone's nerves are tense, and everyone is immersed in cultivation.

Taixuan City, this is a place completely different from the Beifeng Sea Area, it is the center of the entire Taixuan Dynasty, a place where the strong gather and geniuses come out, the so-called geniuses are not worth much there.

Their lives are like sea mayflies, small and fragile, and the only way to live and get ahead is to make themselves stronger.

The strong are respected, and the weak are ants, this is the unchanging law of heaven and earth.

Taixuanwu Mansion gathers geniuses from various counties, and there are more than 1,000 people who participate in the Taixuanwu Mansion entrance assessment, while Taixuanwu Mansion only has 100 people, and the elimination rate of 90% has to make them urgent.

The flying boat pierced the sky, crossed the land, and all the way, but it was silent, and there was only one person on the deck.

A young man in white, sitting on the deck, with a sword on the left and a pot of wine on the right, looked at a flying sky, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching, as if thinking about something.

A person who flies in a boat, if you look at the surface, Ye Ling is the most leisurely person, sitting and watching the clouds rise and fall, it is not how strong Ye Ling's cultivation is, but his cultivation is still the weakest.

Tianwu is heavy, a month has passed, and he still can't make an inch, still a pot of wine every day, or sitting, or lying on the deck, looking at a piece of sky, as if in a daze.

From time to time, some people would walk to the deck, and when they saw Ye Ling, they were all stunned, looked at it for a while, and then returned to their respective rooms, including the usher.

"You can't teach your son, Tianwu is heavy, so cultivated, you don't want to be motivated, even if you go to Taixuan City, what's the use. ”

He said, looked at Ye Ling, shook his head, warned Ye Ling a few words, and returned to the room.

On the flying boat, there was calm, another month passed, and one day, a trace of darkness passed in Ye Ling's eyes, but for a moment, it was hidden again, and no one noticed it.

"Complaining about the world, gathering the power of resentment in the world, gathering demon souls, and casting demon bodies, so it is. ”

In two months, he finally realized some of the Demon Sutra of Complaining about the World, the Demon Sutra of Complaining about the World, worthy of the name of Complaining about the World, and cultivating this Demon Sutra is to collect the grievances of all living beings, gather demon souls, cast demon bodies, and become demon bodies.

Of course, the so-called demon body is not to turn Ye Ling into a demon, but to use a wisp of Ye Ling's soul as a guide to form a demon body outside the body, which is the legendary technique of incarnation outside the body.

Of course, this is different from the general incarnation outside the body, the general incarnation technique outside the body is to use supernatural powers to refine a shell outside the body, and then integrate into the soul, while Ye Ling is guided by the soul to gather the grievances of all living beings to form a demon body, in layman's terms, it is to give birth to a demon body with a soul.

In the past two months, Ye Ling has realized these things from the Demon Sutra of Complaining World, of course, he just knows how to cultivate, but it is impossible to cultivate, just he is on the flying boat now.

The Demon Sutra, this is the Demon Sutra, it was given to him by the terrifying existence behind the gate of hell, who the owner of the Demon Sutra is, he doesn't know, but he understands that those who are locked in the gate of hell must not be good stubble.

He must have committed a heinous sin, so he was imprisoned in it, and he was immortal through the ages.

If he cultivates this Demon Sutra, he can be regarded as the inheritor of this person, if one day, the Demon manifests in the world, I am afraid it will cause endless disasters, I don't know how many people will kill him.

Of course, whether to cultivate or not, Ye Ling didn't think much about it, whether he became a saint or a demon, Ye Ling didn't care, he just wanted to find the secret hidden in him, even if the heavens were stained with blood, he didn't hesitate to do it.

No one is perfect, all people have seven emotions and six desires, and there are seven emotions and six desires, they must have resentment, but they are hidden in the depths of their souls, and ordinary people can't see it.

Coincidentally, Ye Ling has a pair of reincarnation eyes, he can see through the soul, see the essence of the soul, supplemented by the reincarnation eye, he can cultivate this magic scripture, he doesn't know how the owner of this demon scripture cultivates, but he knows that this magic scripture is like a tailor-made for him.

Once, when the reincarnation eye was devouring the soul, he always felt that something was missing, but now, he finally understood that it was the seven emotions and six desires, the resentment hidden in the depths of the human soul.

On a mountain range, a team of hundreds of people was besieged by thousands of bandits, and it was bloody, and the cry shook the sky.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, a flying boat came from the sky, through the clouds, and a group of people looked up and looked at the flying boat in the sky, all of them were shocked.

"Taixuan Flying Boat!"

Someone shouted, showing a look of surprise, as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw in despair, and a group of people, covered in blood, leaned together, all bowing to the flying boat in the sky.

"The adults on the Taixuan Flying Boat, we are from Jingyang County, please help!"

The sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the surrounding group of bandits all looked shocked and looked at the sky.

"Whew!"

A sword light descended from the sky, like a sea, setting off a tsunami in the sky and slashing down towards a group of bandits.

"Run!"

A group of bandits were already frightened when they looked at the word Taixuan on the flying boat, and when they saw this sword again, they had no desire to resist at all, and in an instant, thousands of people fled in all directions.

There was wind, from the sky and the earth, from all directions, blowing through the mountains and forests, cutting through the moss and jade, and also brushing the bodies of a group of bandits, and the next moment, blood splattered, and most of the bandits died.

On the flying boat, Ye Ling's eyes turned into a dark purple, and there was a circle of blood red in the purple, as if it was reincarnated.

One soul after another rose from the earth, merging into the flying boat and into Ye Ling's eyes.

The breath on Ye Ling's body was shocked, the spiritual power surged, and his cultivation was further advanced, and he was only one foot away from the Tianwu Double, and a wave of resentment converged in Ye Ling's sea of souls.

In a trance, he turned into a person, and this person was Ye Ling, as if carved out of a mold, but in a moment, it turned into a bead, a bead filled with resentment.

With the soul as the source, gather the grievances of all sentient beings, and form the soul resentment bead, this is the first step in cultivating the Demon Sutra of Resentment, and there are only two steps, when the resentment gathers to a certain extent, the pearl of resentment will be broken at this moment, and a person will come out of it, and this one is the Demon Body Ye Ling.

From that day on, the Demon Sutra of Resentment was only an entry, of course, it was not easy for Ye Ling to complete this step, and the grievances of thousands of people were less than one ten-thousandth of what Ye Ling needed.

Resentment becomes a sea, and only after it can be broken can it stand, and this resentment is just a drop in the ocean.

(End of chapter)