Su Yi looked at the mountain-like page, and was extremely unhappy in his heart, why did this Judge Cui seem to be targeting himself?

But he just came here, and he didn't offend anyone.

The prisoners were a little upset to him.

"Stop arguing. ”

Su Wei snorted coldly: "Who are you?"

"Wouldn't you just come in and have a look? ”

"Little ghost, this seat is the Holy Demon of the Yu Clan, you give me a few drops of fresh blood, how about I teach you a technique against the sky?"

"Hey, don't listen to him, I'm a snake witch, come to spend the night with me, let you experience a handful, real man's enjoyment. ”

"That's a **, junior brother, I'm your senior brother, give me a mouthful of spiritual power, and I'll teach you the secret art of the school. ”

Su Yi narrowed his eyes, listening to their nonsense, and probably understood one thing in his heart.

No matter who these guys are, they can't get out.

It's safe that way.

As for going inside and having a look......

He did have curiosity, but he didn't dare to ignore Judge Cui's warning.

After all, this is the Eastern Emperor Academy, and the existence that can make the Eastern Emperor Academy solemnly imprisoned is a mortal?

"Let's take a look at this so-called Heavenly Xuan Sutra first. ”

In the midst of the noise, Su Yi opened the scriptures of the Tianxuan Sutra.

The pages of this sutra are very ordinary, no different from the mortal world, and the scriptures on it do not seem so mysterious, not even the lowest level of exercises.

After reading a few pages, Su Wei lost interest.

"This formation ......"

He walked to the edge of the Purgatory Mountain, the abyss meant nothing to him, but the power of the formation that he vaguely felt on the edge made him hesitate.

"Molten old?"

"Huh?"

"Come and see. ”

Letting go of the restriction of the soul, Rong Lao was suddenly shocked.

"What is this place?"

Su Wei said it again, and Rong Lao said with some shock:

"It is worthy of the Eastern Emperor Continent, and it is actually able to capture the people of the hundred races, this ...... This is really amazing, those imprisoned existences, I'm afraid the lowest, are all in the realm of the old man, the higher ones, and the refining gods are unknown, you don't want to go in. ”

"Rest assured. ”

"Formation......"

Rong Lao observed for a while before shaking his head: "This formation is too mysterious, with your and mine's knowledge, it will be useless to study it for another ten thousand years." ”

"Then there's only one last way left?"

Su Yi returned to the side of the scripture, picked up a page of paper a little speechlessly, poured spiritual power into his fingertips, and began to write.

But soon, he discovered that this page was also mortal paper.

Not to mention letting spiritual power seep into it, just touching it will cause the pages to shatter......

It is impossible to transcribe at all.

"Isn't that a joke?"

"Boy, give me control of your right arm. ”

Su Yi was stunned, but he didn't hesitate, and handed it over directly to Rong Lao, only to see Rong Lao gently mobilize a trace of true yuan to condense at his fingertips, and soon, lines of small words jumped on the paper, shining.

Surprisingly, this paper did not show the slightest sign of breakage, and when the whole article was written, the paper seemed to have been assimilated, and it became extraordinary.

"Why can't you write it?"

"This ......"

Su Wei carefully looked at the scriptures that were written, and the scriptures were as if they were alive, and they were all imprinted in his mind, along the limbs, forming a cool meaning, and the spiritual power he had just consumed was not only replenished, but he also found that there was a trace of untraceable toxin, which had disappeared.

Rong Lao was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke:

"This Xuantian Sutra is not simple, and I don't know which predecessor created it, but it can clear the mind and concentrate on it, detoxify and eliminate worries, boy, you are hitting a lot of luck. ”

Su Wei licked his lips, and he was also a little shocked in his heart.

This page did not bring him any improvement, but it made him feel that his control over the soul was a little stronger, and what made him pay more attention to the fact that this scripture can dispel poison.

"You don't have meridians, so the instantaneous explosion is countless times stronger than ordinary people, but it is precisely because of this that your subtle control is extremely poor, if this can copy the scriptures ten thousand times, and the spiritual power is condensed on this paper, then ...... Your control over spiritual power can be regarded as subtle, and when the time comes, your combat power will increase by at least three percent. ”

Su Yi fell silent.

This Judge Cui is not targeting himself at all.

He's helping himself!

And, he seems to know what his problem is, isn't it......

Su Shun's mind was full of thoughts, but he couldn't think of a reason, and in the end, he could only shake his head and truly immerse his mind in this Xuantian Sutra.

Ten days passed in a flash.

Thousands of pages were wasted, and he didn't write a single word.

This kind of consumption did not reduce his toxin, but because he wanted to replenish his spiritual power, which made the symptoms of poisoning much deeper.

"Your heart is upset. ”

Molten Old sighed, although Su Yi was reborn 100,000 years ago, when it comes to cultivation time, it is still too short and too short compared to an old monster like him.

"You have to calm down, ignore the distractions of the outside world, and write with your heart. ”

Su Wei didn't speak, and during this time, the sound of the chains and the vicious curses of the prisoners kept lingering in his ears.

So that he can't be distracted at all.

"You don't cultivate the realm, but you have to cultivate your mind, otherwise, sooner or later you will go mad. ”

Rong Lao said lightly: "I wanted to remind you a long time ago, but you are bent on revenge, crazy cultivation, the so-called speed is not reached, if you can't control your anxious heart, don't think about going out." ”

"Let's read through this Xuantian Sutra first, when you really understand it, when you write it again, maybe it will be useful. ”

Su Wei took a deep breath: "Thank you for melting the old." ”

"Hehe, between you and me, why should it be like this. ”

Su Yi opened the Xuantian Sutra again, and this time, he really began to read it word by word, sometimes, sitting on the edge of the cliff, sometimes, leaning against a big tree, and sometimes lying on the ground......

As time passed, his expression became more and more bland.

The anxiety and anger between the eyebrows gradually disappeared.

Little by little, Su Yan's whole temperament seems to be changing.

And when he recited this Xuantian Sutra 3,650 times, all the noise around him seemed to disappear, and his eyes were empty, and his exhaustion disappeared.

On that day, he did not continue to recite.

He just stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the sky, and maintained a posture for more than ten days.

"I see. ”

Until a certain moment, there was finally a trace of color in his eyes, and the fingers were used as pens, and a trace of true yuan was condensed at the fingertips, and the moment he touched the paper, the paper trembled......

There was only a slight crack, but it didn't shatter immediately.

After the first character was written, Su Cheng was overjoyed, and his mood was destroyed all at once, and the piece of paper instantly turned into ashes, but Su Shun was not at all worried.

He knew he was close to success.

Next, it's time for the water mill.