The rain is still falling.

Reflecting the dim lights, Duan Tianya tirelessly practiced martial arts over and over again in the room, the sweat on his back soaked his clothes, wet and dry, dry and wet.

This set of exercises is called the Eight Yang Divine Mantra.

It is the supreme mastery of the Buddha who walked the world before becoming a Buddha in the past, subdued demons and suppressed demons, and overpowered the heavens and the earth, including nine seals, six mantras and many other magical powers.

Black Flame is just one of the simplest of these powers.

In his previous life, as a supreme, the exercises imprinted in his mind were vast, and the more he did, the more he understood, the stronger the exercises did not mean that he was strong, it was one thing to comprehend the subtlety of the moves, and it was another thing to really exert the power of the moves.

Even if he is a peerless genius with amazing comprehension, he can comprehend the mystery of peerless martial arts in the first time, but if he wants to really exert the power that his moves should have, it will take countless drills and figurative exercises.

If you want to wear its crown, you must bear its weight.

Behind every true genius, he has to sweat more, endure more hardships, and suffer more than others in order to become a master.

Whoosh!

He kept tossing and turning, shuttling in and out of the small space, dancing like a butterfly, his fist prints intertwined, and he had a haunting posture.

When the Buddha was sealed, the darkness around him was dispelled, and his body exuded a faint Buddha light.

"Still no, this body is too weak, and it's still a little bit worse. ”

The same move, even if it has been practiced hundreds of times, and all kinds of mysteries have been thoroughly understood, but when the fist print bursts out, it still can't achieve the effect you want.

Duan Tianya collected the fist seal and sighed softly.

"After killing eight villains, the merit qi that was fed back was still close to transforming the Nine Yin Absolute Veins, but it was also fast. ”

Sitting cross-legged, silently carrying the Eight Yang Divine Mantra in his heart, knowing the vast Buddha sound in the sea, he led the Buddha sound to temper every inch of the meridians.

This body was originally extremely weak, and his soul entered the master, expelling the Nine Yin Cold Poison, and now he barely has the cultivation of the body quenching realm.

This is just judging according to the realm of this world.

Killing the wicked can obtain merit qi, which was learned when he killed Ye Xuan.

It is worthy of being the first scripture of Buddhism, which transforms the evil qi in the wicked body into the supreme good merit and merit, which can transform the bloodline, improve the eight senses, and also forge the golden body, which has incredible divine effects.

After killing eight people in a row, the nine yin veins in his body had been transformed into seven or eighty percent, which made him excited.

You must know that such a thing as transforming the meridians, even if you step into the Supreme Realm in your previous life, you will be helpless, but the Eight Yang Divine Mantra can actually be, it is indeed wonderful.

"It seems that more villains should be killed. ”

"Once it is completed, it will be transformed from the Nine Yin Absolute Vein to the Nine Yang Absolute Vein, and it is destined to soar into the sky at that time. ”

Duan Tianya closed his eyes and fell silent.

Some images flashed in his mind again, and in the picture, Dao Dao Tianzun took advantage of his receipt of the Buddha's golden body relics and pushed him down from the Brahma Buddha flame with one palm......

"One day, I will destroy your moral heavenly palace with my own hands, you must not die too early!"

It's hate, but it's also motivation.

Anger is useless, only strength is the strongest means.

Under the eaves of the outer room, Duan Qishan stood there silently, looking at the dim lights for a long time.

"I finally got my senses and knew that I had to catch up, even if I couldn't compare to Jiang Yang, I was relieved. ”

"Muzhu, did you see it? ”

"I will definitely take him to you, you wait for me ......"

The corners of the middle-aged man's eyes were a little moist, and he turned around with a little depression.

At this time, in the depths of the bamboo forest outside the city, there was a bamboo building still lit up, and a young man in white sat in front of the guqin and gently flicked the strings, and the sound of the piano flowed from his fingers.

Outside, the wind and rain were shaking, the clouds were shrouded in mist, and the dense rain seemed to be disturbed by the sound of the piano, swaying rhythmically.

The sound of the piano is mighty, as loud as iron, and the killing breath soars.

In the sound of the piano, there seem to be 10,000 people fighting and fighting, which makes people's blood stirring, blood boiling, and shocking.

Zheng~

Suddenly, a dilapidated piano sounded, completely interrupting the high-pitched rhythm, and the young man in white pressed one hand on the piano, and a trace of blood oozed from his fingertips.

He looked at the bloodshot on his injured finger, frowned slightly, and asked abruptly, "Haven't they come back yet?"

Behind him, a maid stood respectfully in the corner, her eyes a little intoxicated.

Hearing the question, she straightened Ying Ying's waist and responded softly: "Hui Gongzi, not yet, just to kill someone, there should be no accidents." ”

"Ah, Childe, you're injured, let's let Xiu'er bandage it for you. ”

The maid looked at the injured son with some distress, tore off a strip of white cloth from her underwear, bandaged her fingers for her son, and then reluctantly let go of her hand.

There are so few opportunities to be alone with Childe like this, and she enjoys this time very much, even if it is just to watch the male play the piano, she is very satisfied.

"It's just a small thing, and I can't bother you with everything. ”

The young man in white looked at the bandaged fingers and smiled gently: "Wan'er is still in the city, only you are by my side." You two are tired all these years, so stay here with me. But finally the task is about to be completed, and we can go back to the young master with peace of mind. ”

"If it weren't for that waste, how could I be hiding in this barren place? ”

Xiu'er pursed her lips and smiled, like a peony blooming, and the entire bamboo building seemed to light up: "It's a blessing for a maid to be able to follow Gongzi, where will you be tired." ”

"I heard that this is the agreement made by the Holy Lord back then, I wanted to find a whetstone for the young master, but unfortunately this whetstone is too useless, and when Sister Wan'er comes back, I'm afraid everything has been arranged, and we can also go back with the son." ”

Airplanes!

At this moment, the transmission note on the piano platform trembled, and the man in white smiled lightly and grabbed the transmission note and put it on his eyebrows, and a woman's anxious voice came from inside, "Childe, we have failed, all eight people have been wiped out, and there are no corpses ......"

"What?"

The hand of the man in white squeezed the transmission note.

I took a deep breath and stabilized my mind for a while.

"It's interesting, this can be lived, it seems that things have changed a little, but it is getting more and more interesting. ”

He regained his composure, revealing a powerful self-confidence, and a smile on his lips.

He gave a command to the transmission note, and turned around, the smile on his face had already frozen, revealing a somewhat cold expression.

"What's wrong with Childe? Sister Wan'er had an accident over there?"

The corners of Xiu'er's eyes jumped, and she glanced timidly, feeling worried in her heart.

"It's nothing, that's interesting, otherwise you're going to get sick in this bamboo building. ”

The boy in white grinned lightly and said, "Tomorrow is August 15, but there is a Mid-Autumn Festival lantern festival in Izumo City. ”

"This place should never be used again in this life. ”

A cold light flashed in the corner of his eye, and he seemed to have made a decision.