Momiji Mountain Villa, underground treasure room.

In the dark secret room, Ye Changsheng sat cross-legged with a sleepy expression.

The two fingers of his right hand were combined into sword fingers, stretched straight, and pointed to the "Sutra of Supreme Enlightenment" at his feet.

The deeper the perception, the more powerful the breath of the blood meridian became, like a huge sea of waves.

And Changsheng is a flat boat on the sea, Rao is soul is extremely powerful, and he is also dizzy and dizzy, and he doesn't know where to go.

Through the combined sword fingers, the mind stretched forward with difficulty, and the soul power was consumed at an astonishing rate.

Just when he couldn't hold on, his extended mind suddenly touched a mysterious existence.

Mysterious and mysterious.

The corners of Changsheng's eyes jumped, and he opened his eyes suddenly, revealing a look of surprise.

I caught a trace of blood meridian qi!

Under the traction of the qi machine, the scripture rose in the air, trembling violently, as if to break free from the entanglement of strangers.

How could Ye Changsheng let it get his wish, and the powerful soul power poured into the sword fingers and erupted.

Call!

A strong wind rose in the secret room, and the scriptures rattled in the wind, but not a page was ever opened.

Ye Changsheng urged the power of the soul again, his sword fingers tightened, and he shouted in a low voice: "Open!"

Call!

The wind is raging, and the first page of the "Heart Sutra" has finally been opened!

On the yellowed pages, the blood-colored words glowed with a golden light, like flowing water, sticking to the pages, undulating and undulating.

The next moment, the floating text was like two chains, interlocking, flashing with color, and slowly flew up from the page.

It's like there's an invisible big hand that pulls out these words.

Two splendid chains of words, vibrating with agility, completely fell off the page.

They circled around the blood meridian, circling leisurely, and the flashing words suddenly touched Ye Changsheng's right hand stretched out.

Zila!

A puff of black smoke rose from the back of his hand, accompanied by a burning smell.

Ye Changsheng screamed in pain, endured the pain, and did not retract his scalded hand.

Zila, zila.

The flickering word chains, like a burning whip, were whipped on Ye Changsheng's hands again and again, and his body became more and more ruthless each time.

In a moment, Ye Changsheng was covered in bruises, and his body was steaming with black smoke and scorching smell.

Changsheng gritted his teeth, all his mind was projected on that thought, he didn't want to admit defeat.

He didn't notice that the mysterious little sword inserted in his heart quietly shrank in.

"Buzz!"

The two word chains flying in the air were about to be whipped down with a tyrannical blow, and when they were still an inch away from Changsheng's chest, they suddenly stopped.

In an instant, the two word chains, their temperaments changed greatly, and they shook gently, and even the flickering light became extremely soft.

They flew to Ye Changsheng's back, and with a thud, they infiltrated it.

The burning sensation came again, and the two scriptures were like imprints on Ye Changsheng's skin, and the light flickered and disappeared completely.

With a bang, the blood meridian suspended in mid-air fell to the ground.

The Chamber of Secrets was once again plunged into darkness.

Ye Changsheng almost collapsed, leaned over and gasped.

Wiping his big hand stained with black blood, he reached out and grabbed the blood meridian on the ground.

On the first page, the text is still there, but the color is lighter.

In the dark, there seems to be an extra thought, which secretly connects him with the "Ura Heart Sutra".

Either way, it's always good to have a beginning.

Ye Changsheng rested for a moment and tried to pull the ideas in the "Jara Heart Sutra" again.

The second page of the blood meridian opens.

The third page of the blood meridian opens.

......

Ye Changsheng emitted black smoke, his flesh and blood were blurred, and black blood flowed down and solidified on the floor.

The eighth flickering word chain was finally blessed on the back, and Changsheng couldn't support it anymore!

Shaking to his feet, Changsheng couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at his tattered clothes and whip marks all over his body.

It's good that I didn't slap my face, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see anyone for a few days.

Walking out of the secret room and coming to a row of wooden frames where swords were hidden, Changsheng sat cross-legged and activated the "Secret Record of the Floating Slaughter".

"Suck the hell!"

On top of the ancient sword, wisps of black evil qi drilled into Ye Changsheng's chest, turning into vitality and flowing all over his body.

The refining chapter of "Nine Heavens Refining Divine Formula", "The Secret Record of Futu", can not only temper the body, but also purify the body.

In a way, purification is also self-healing.

The black and red blood kept flowing out, and the scorched tissues kept shedding and renewing.

A quarter of an hour later, the feeling of "the light shines inside, and the body shines through" arises spontaneously, and Changsheng slowly opens his eyes.

There is a fresh pain in the wound, which is not pain, but enjoyment.

After changing his clothes, Ye Changsheng wandered around in the huge treasure room.

The treasure room of the Hong family is mostly gold, silver, jewelry, literary and antique, but some worldly things.

The only few rare treasures are still from the Ye family, which is somewhat ironic.

"Hey, talisman card?" In front of a row of wooden shelves, Ye Changsheng opened the box of rosewood, and a jade pendant came into view.

The talisman card is actually a quaint dragon jade pendant.

The jade pendant is blessed with Taoist mana, so it has become a magic weapon for self-protection.

When Ye Changsheng killed Yuan Pu, a disciple of Qingyun Dao Chang, outside the ancient tomb, he once saw the same life card from Yuan Pu's waist.

This level of life card can resist an attack with a force of 10,000 catties, which is very practical.

In a few days, Changsheng plans to go out for a trial, gain insight and be grounded.

It is said that in the Black Wind Ridge in the north of Liuhe City, there are many ancient tombs in ancient times hidden, because there are rampant demon beasts nearby, except for trialists and demon beast hunters, few people have set foot in it.

If Changsheng is lucky, he may be able to find one of the ancient tombs and complete the cultivation of the seventy-two petaled lotus flowers.

With the talisman life card, his safety factor is much higher.

Changsheng squeezed out a drop of blood, activated the miniature magic circle in the jade pendant, and hung the jade pendant on his belt casually.

At the bottom of the wooden frame, a large box caught his eye.

Picking up the wooden box and brushing off the dust, Changsheng opened the box.

Tin swords, glass balls, slingshots, fish hooks, puppets, rag dolls, and bronze beads.

For everything, Changsheng can tell its past and present lives, because he made it all for Wan'er.

These toys, along with Wan'er's memories, were sealed in boxes, sealed in the dust in a no-man's corner.

Ye Changsheng was in a daze for a moment and put it back in its original position.

Picking up a jade carving, Changsheng sat down cross-legged, drew out a black carving knife, and began to draw lines.

The exquisite white jade beauty made him unrecognizable in a blink of an eye.

With a turn of the blade, the beauty's head fell off, her limbs fell off, and the bulge on her chest also fell off.

The blade turned again, and the beauty's torso was cut into the hollow.

The blade continued to spin, making a rustling sound.

When the carving knife stopped, the jade powder blew away, and a skeletal human head took shape.

Enlightened?

Or is it a demon?

Stunned and staring at the skeleton, Ye Changsheng made a big effort, and the skeleton was crushed, flowing down from between his fingers.