It is said that in the ancient era, not only martial arts flourished. In terms of human skills, there are also hundreds of schools of thought.

And Xizi, who is regarded as the ancestor of the Seven Spirits Sect, is one of them.

What is advocated is that everyone in this world is equal, no matter how strong or weak, no matter what their origin, they all have the same rights. All the royal families and magnates in the world should be overthrown and let the people make their own decisions.

Such a doctrine is naturally regarded as a fallacy by the powerful and powerful in the world, and they vigorously reject it, and put it on a par with those demonic paths.

Xizi created the Tao of Life and taught scholarship. In addition to the Confucianism, Confucianism, and Mo, he wanted to become another family to seek the well-being of the common people in the world, and finally fell in defeat. However, several outstanding disciples of this person have passed on his ideas, and the Seven Spirits Sect is one of them. The door is full of women, so it is also known as the Demon Sect.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, its methods of action were extremely radical. It is believed that as long as the idea is right and can ultimately achieve the goal of equality of all people, then no matter what means can be used, it is more and more regarded as a demon.

Although today's style is better, it is still a bit extreme. Just look at the fate of those warriors who followed Zhao Yanran, and their styles can be known.

By the time of later generations, people had gradually accepted the idea of Xizi. The name of this sect's demonic path was naturally overturned, but it was still disgusted.

But how to explain these things to Chu Xue clearly? Frowning and thinking about it, Zong Shou decided to be more intuitive: "It is said that the Lingyun Sect now has twenty-three martial cultivators above the heavenly throne and seventeen spiritual masters above the heavenly rank. On the side of the Seven Spirits Sect, the number of powerhouses of the same level is only three years apart, and they are also the great sects in the world. Do you say that Lingyun Long Ruo, will it be easy to do it with Zhao Yanran?" added in his heart, unless it was that Long Ruo who was sure that he could practice martial arts, how could he easily stand out for him?

In the face of such a great faction as the Seven Spirits Sect, if Zhao Yanran has a resolute attitude. Then even if it is that Zhu Ling, it may not be reliable.

"It turned out to be bullying the soft and afraid of the hard!"

Chu Xue immediately woke up, no matter how dull she was, she knew that if these two major sects fought. The entire east of the cloud realm will immediately be in chaos, and the lives will be ruined.

I was secretly afraid that if it was my own words, it would really annoy the mad woman. Wouldn't it be possible to blow a breath and destroy them in the Qiantian Mountains?

However, this Lingyun Sect is not enough, but why hasn't this Seven Spirit Sect heard of it? Could it be the legendary Hidden World Sect.

I didn't doubt why Zong Shou knew this. As the son of the sect, it is not surprising that he knows more about these real great sects.

And I think that even if the great sects in the world have already come to the door, are they not allowed to fight back?

"This woman has a strange temper, but her words count. By the way, she said that the son of the world is psychic in the way of the sword, what does it mean? I just looked at the young master's sword, and I felt that the young master is really clever and very clever, and such a sharp sword can be equally divided. But I don't know where the genius is—"

Zong Shou sneered, he couldn't tell this. In that battle, in fact, he had played extraordinarily. Under the oppression of that crazy woman, with this weak body, she used swordsmanship far beyond her own strength.

But when it comes to kendo, it doesn't stop there.

At this time, I saw Yin Yang coming over, his face was cold and solemn, and his expression was still very condensed.

"Yin Yang has something and wants to ask the son. In the hands of that Long Ruo, there are obviously more precious elixir treasures, why didn't the prince choose? Why did he waste a superb Lingyun Zhu Ling for me? How did he know that Yin Yang was trapped by the prohibition of the sect?"

Zong Shou was stunned for a while, thought for a moment, and looked at Yin Yang with serious eyes: "No matter how precious those things are, they are useless to me, but it is better to fulfill you." In the future, my sect will guard the safety, I am afraid it will depend on you and the first snow. As for that superb Lingyun Zhu Ling, if I say that even if I die, I will never want to ask for a single star of the Lingyun Sect for my own business, I don't know if Uncle Yin is credible? As for the spiritual prohibition on your body, I have heard that you are from a famous family. Thinking of a great sect disciple who is so valued by my father and king, it should be another reason, so there are some speculations-"

There are not many sects in the Cloud Realm that can be worthy of the word "famous family", and even the weakest sect disciples are not comparable to ordinary people. At the age of thirty, he only entered the Seven Veins Secret Martial Master, which is really not too high.

In fact, when he first opened the sea of qi, he already felt that Yin Yang's qi was a little dim and obscure. It wasn't until these days, when I opened the bone chakra and entered the rank of martial artist, that I was sure.

Yin Yang's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he sighed, and knelt down.

"Yin Yang has received the great favor of the king and the son of the world, and he really can't repay it. Only this body can serve the son of the world to die!"

The last few words were actually one word at a time, sonorous and powerful. And between the eyebrows, a strange pattern composed of blood lines appeared.

"Uncle Yin, are you a descendant of the Spirit Clan?" Zong Shou's expression changed, and then he frowned again: "Once this blood contract is concluded, it will be life and life, and it cannot be liberated. Uncle Yin, are you serious? That Lingyun Long Ruo had already concluded that Zong Shou would not be able to break through the body chakra in this life. I'm afraid that instead of helping you, I'm afraid that it will drag you down—"

Yin Yang was silent, and more blood lines appeared between his eyebrows, making the pattern more perfect.

Zong Shou couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing the rules of the Spirit Clan, refusing at this moment was tantamount to humiliating Yin Yang. He groaned for a moment. His expression gradually became solemn and solemn, standing in front of Yin Yang.

"I don't know why Uncle Yin made this oath, but if Uncle Yin thinks it's inappropriate, you can ask me to terminate the contract at any time-"

Stretch out your hand and put it at the center of Yin Yang's eyebrows. Immediately, a blood-red thread seeped into the palm of his hand.

On the side of the wrist, a reddish pattern is formed that is difficult to see with the naked eye.

This is the blood covenant of the Spirit Clan, and after that, he can indulge Yin Yang's life and death with one thought. Even all his descendants will be his servants.

I didn't care, and then I suddenly felt that inside the blood, a ball of spiritual thoughts suddenly burst out, straight into the brain and marrow. In front of Zong Shou's eyes, countless pictures and words suddenly appeared.

"It's actually the blood root of the Spirit Clan!"

In an instant, Zong Shou knew Yin Yang's true intentions. If you can completely integrate this blood root into your body, it will only take seven or eight years for your body to transform into the body of the spirit race. Even if you can't practice martial arts, you can still practice soul power.

However, the original owner of this inheritance of the blood root will also pay a great price.

Glancing at Yin Yang in surprise, Zong Shou then smiled faintly. Knowing his identity as a servant, I'm afraid it's not just a famous disciple.

Then, without hesitation, he resealed the trace of spirit power into the pale red pattern, completely locked.

Remembering Long Ruo's words before. Zong Shou's lips pursed coldly.

Can't you practice? He really didn't want to give in like that. I want to see if I can use this body to reach the peak of that martial arts!

It's a pity that the dragon Ruo is vague and doesn't point out what his hidden danger is. If you want to find out, I'm afraid you'll have to work hard.

But before that, he still has a big problem to deal with at the moment.

Zong Shou looked around, only to see that around this place, he was surrounded by hundreds of swamp wolves. Losing the suppression of Zhao Yanran and the giant Jiao, they all approached one after another at this moment, their eyes were red, and they looked at it hungrily.

The dense amount makes people can't help but feel numb. This time, I was really hurt by that crazy woman.

ps: The data is bleak, and the opening of the wasteland is a chill in my heart. Please support you again! At noon, the fifty-seven chapters were wrongly changed, and they have been deleted and put at the back