Chapter 42: The Position of the Head

"This man is extremely evil, I don't know how many loyal people have died at his hands in a hundred years, and he has also cultivated the poison of the dead to bewitch sentient beings, I think it is better to dedicate his head to the new head. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" The chubby old monk in red clasped his palms and whispered.

The old man had no objection. ”

"In order for Tianyan Zhenmen to reappear in the world, fight!"

"When he is not prepared, I will wait for seventeen people to do it together. The old monk with a scar on his head said.

Qin Xiaotian didn't notice that these people had secretly pushed him to the position of head of the Tianyan True Sect, and even the bone slave didn't see the slightest clue.

"This war sword took me Qin Xiaotian three months to polish, since you are so despicable and ran here to spread wild, and you also beat up my servant, so many people bully him, are you ashamed? Do you really think that I Qin Xiaotian can't do anything about you. Qin Xiaotian shouted and scolded in his mouth, and at the same time called up a handful of divine thoughts to establish contact with the divine soldier, but unfortunately, the white-haired Snow still did not relax his vigilance, but destroyed the spiritual consciousness that the divine soldier had just been born. As long as his spiritual sense is destroyed, he can control this peerless divine weapon.

At this moment, seventeen old monsters quietly came behind Venerable Snow and suddenly struck a sharp blow. How powerful this blow is, the seventeen old monsters are all cultivating in the Divine Realm, although they can't compete with the masters of the Divine Base Realm, but if they sneak attack in secret, they will be seriously injured.

Venerable Snow didn't expect that these seventeen old guys would suddenly turn against each other at this time, and it was when he was concentrating on destroying the Divine Soldier's spiritual sense, although he was not dead, he was already seriously injured.

Seeing this, the bone slave didn't wait for the white-haired Snow to recover from his injuries, and suddenly urged the divine power to smash towards the Divine Mansion of Venerable Snow, once the Divine Mansion was broken, it would be difficult to resurrect even if there were all kinds of means, unless he could condense the Dharma Body like the Heaven Destroyer.

"You—" Before he could finish speaking, Venerable Snow fell to the ground top-heavy. As he fell to the ground, the divine soldier immediately regained his freedom, and before Qin Xiaotian could wave his divine thoughts, he was hit by a palm pushed out by the bone slave. "Young master, hurry up the blood contract. ”

Qin Xiaotian panicked, bit his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood onto the divine soldier. "Why did he react so much?" Qin Xiaotian was very puzzled.

The bone slave was relieved after Qin Xiaotian signed a blood contract with the divine soldier. "Whoever cultivates reaches the Divine Foundation Realm, as long as the Divine Soul is immortal, there is the possibility of rebirth. Just after Snow's death, his divine soul was attached to the divine soldier. If it weren't for the young master's timely use of blood to break his soul, all of us present would have died. A white-haired Snow is still so powerful, if he and the divine soldiers become one, then there are few people in this world who are his opponents. ”

"I'll wait for seventeen people to welcome the head of the house to his place!" As soon as the bone slave finished speaking, seventeen old monsters in red robes knelt on the ground and made a five-body salute.

"What kind of trouble are you guys doing? Rest assured, I, Qin Xiaotian, will not kill the old, weak, sick and disabled, not to mention that you are still high monks who have taken refuge in Buddhism. Qin Xiaotian shook his head and smiled bitterly, these guys are really talents, and they must have made up their minds when they saw that they had extraordinary potential, so they beheaded their boss.

The bone slave was also at a loss, just now you were still beating you to the death, why did you suddenly turn around and worship under the young master's door. Could it be that this is a chess piece arranged by the young master in advance? The bone slave turned his head and looked at these people one by one, but he shook his head in veto.

"We are still the last remaining force in the world of Tianyan True Sect, not disciples of Buddhism. A fat bald old monk touched his head and looked up and said.

"What Tianyan Zhenmen, what do you care about me. Since you are not a disciple of Buddhism, why do you have to learn from others to shave your head and perm your scars, and wear a red robe. What kind of trouble is this?" Qin Xiaotian was confused, since they wanted to kneel, let them kneel, anyway, no one had ever knelt for him since he was a child.

The young master took a step to speak. The bone slave said from the side.

Although Qin Xiaotian was puzzled, he was still shocked by the ability that this skeleton burst out, fighting with seventeen God Refining Realm masters with the strength of one person, and he had not suffered the slightest internal injury, not only did he look at him a few times. At this time, he has something to say, so he naturally has to rely on it.

"Tell me, what's going on with these people. Qin Xiaotian thought it was arranged by the bone slave.

"When the old slave was in the Qin Dynasty, he had heard of Tianyan Zhenmen. The bone slave bowed and saluted, and then tilted his head and recalled.

"Oh, so the Tianyan True Sect did exist. But why do they want me to be the head of the Tianyan True Sect?" Although the position of the head of the sect is not in vain, it is also necessary to ask about the antecedents of this, otherwise it is to make trouble for yourself.

"Tianyan Zhenmen is a dream interpretation institution personally sealed by His Majesty the First Emperor. At that time, there was no sect, and it was a supernatural place that was established after the death of the First Emperor. Its first head was called Huang Daozi, who once obtained a scroll of dream interpretation machine diagram from the immortals in a dream, and later preached with this diagram, and after years of research, he realized the Tianyan technique that can turn the tide. The art of Tianyan can understand things and customs, turn decay into magic, gain and loss, and predict the future. After Huang Daozi ascended to immortality, he passed the position of head to his disciple, Qing Xianzi. Qingxianzi has two apprentices, one is called Fan Shizi and the other is called Zhenjizi. The two had a disagreement because of their position as the head of the house and divided the Tianyan Divine Machine Diagram into two, the upper part cultivating the gods and the lower part cultivating the soul. Cultivators can know the major events of the world, predict the future, and major in intelligence. Soul cultivators are in charge of the universe alone, dreaming three autumns, and majoring in the illusion of nothingness. Snow is the adopted son of the real machine and did not inherit this law. The young master today has inherited the Tianyan Divine Machine, and naturally he is the head of their house. And according to the old slave's point of view, not only do it, but also let all the masters in the hermit know that the Tianyan True Gate has reappeared in the world, with two purposes, one is to raise his name, and the other is to use everyone's hands to break through the barrier that has been forbidden to seal the flood and desolation for thousands of years. The bone slave told him all he knew.

"Does this Huang Daozi have a great background?" Qin Xiaotian disagreed, presumably the person who must have taught the Tianyan Divine Machine to Huang Daozi was not an immortal, but a Guiguzi who was good at weird arts, otherwise, wouldn't the Tianyan Divine Machine recorded in the Lianshan Sutra come out of nowhere? He thought of Tiangang Yuan Ji at this time.

"If the young master cultivates the fruit in the future and can fly to the immortal realm, Huang Daozi must be a boundary monument. Moreover, even if the young master of the Lonely Mountain Cloud Tomb goes in the future, no one will dare to stop him, and the three general methods held by the innocent great wizard will also be presented with both hands because the young master is the head of the Tianyan True Sect. "The bone slave seems to see his future, as long as he has the book of the three general laws, the grand event of Kuang Fu Daqin will be just around the corner. Qin Xiaotian naturally didn't know what this skeleton was thinking.

"That grave is naturally going to go, Li Hao is still at large now, and the heirloom of the Qin family is still in his hands. Since you are also in favor of being the head of the house, just sit down. Thinking that the death of his parents had not yet been found out, Qin Xiaotian secretly vowed in his heart that when he was strong enough, he would definitely find the murderer of his parents, and then crush them to ashes.

This matter was left to the old slave, and the young master did not have to go in person. As long as you sit in this position of the head, you will be able to do the way for the heavens and kill demons in the future. Although the old slave is not proficient in the art of Tianyan, he can see that the three counties of Huaxia are full of holes and have lost the prosperity of the past, and even the old slave feels that there are demons in this world in the three counties. At this time, I am afraid that the world is no longer the world of human beings. Therefore, the old slave hopes that the young master will use the power of the divine weapon to break through the defense as soon as possible to save the people from fire and water. "No one knows if the divine soldier can break through the formation barrier laid by the masters, and the bone slave has no answer.

Qin Xiaotian smiled silently, turned around and walked towards the seventeen old monsters who were still prostrate on the ground at this time.