After Su Qin was sent into the illusion by the old man in the sword, he suddenly felt confused, like falling into the clouds, and when he came to his senses, he found that he had turned into a skeleton holding a bone blade, facing a strange-shaped spider, and was silently holding it.

This scene is not unfamiliar to him, because he has seen it before, this is the life of a certain Netherworld powerhouse, but unlike Fang Cai, he watched it from a transcendent perspective before, but at this moment, he merged into the memory of that Netherworld powerhouse, and then experienced it from the first perspective.

Maybe the first perspective is not quite correct, because at this moment, Su Qin can actually feel the mood, fear, apprehension, and the courage to do it after being forced into a dead end.

This mood is not commendable, but it is so real, let Su Qin know that these netherworld powerhouses who have survived even after thousands of years of sealing and suppression, have had unbearable fear and cowardice in the past.

The body involuntarily fought, the skeleton had no body, no vocal cords, and the cultivation had not yet reached the point where the air was vibrated by the Netherworld Death Qi to make a sound, silent fighting, silent fighting, but what echoed in Su Qin's ears was the skeleton's roar and roar from the soul.

I don't want to die! So I fight! I don't want to die like this, so I become stronger! This simple mood and will to fight made Su Qin feel his insignificance from the bottom of his heart.

In the past, under the teaching of his teacher Shao Qingdao, he practiced hard for six hours a day, and he was rated as extremely hard studying by his teacher, and even he himself thought that he was diligent enough to be proud of it, but at this moment, after empathizing with the experience, he knew what it meant to be selfless and hardworking.

A skeleton, a bone blade, a small cave dug out by a pair of bone hands, no more than two meters high and five meters wide, a day and a day, twelve hours a day, never stopped, black and white day and night, ignoring the passage of time, the bone blade shattered, pulled out his ribs and swung the knife, the ribs were broken, and the knife was swung with his own bone palm, the bone palm was broken, and continued with the arm bone.

Three years, a total of more than a thousand days, I don't know how many billions of times the knife was swung, when the skeleton that even the leg bones had been shattered struggled out of the cave, the once small cave had expanded thousands of times, becoming a deep and wide underground cave, and this was cut by him with a knife.

Endless loneliness, selfless penance, the final achievement, is a stunning knife, sharpened by the pain of shattering bones, when swung, with the absolute power to break the enemy's bones.

And this is just an insignificant fragment of this strong man's life, and after this, there are more difficult and painful cultivation and battles than this, and they are as many as stars, and it is difficult to describe.

Just a trivial fragment of the strong man's career has already taught Su Qin what is the difference between the ordinary and the strong, he possessed it, three years of lonely penance, three years of endless knife swinging, he understood every detail, remembered every point of loneliness and pain, and that amazing knife, he is now also swinging, because he has also experienced the three years of penance of the netherworld powerhouse in this illusion, during which the thinking and emotions of the netherworld powerhouse are just like his own.

At this time, Su Qin began to believe that the old man in the sword said that the strong man said quickly, because just such an insignificant memory fragment of the strong man's memory travel, let him have such a gain, if it continues, what will he become?

[What you need to remember is not only the cultivation methods of these strong people and the penances they have done, you remember these, it is just a clumsy copy of these strong people, you have to understand the root cause of their becoming stronger, and remember the driving force that made them transform from ordinary existence to strong people. 】

The voice of the old man in the sword quietly sounded in Su Qin's ears, and then the illusion of the memory of the strong man that Su Qin experienced was deliberately confused, at this moment, Su Qin suddenly returned to the time when the skeleton netherworld powerhouse was still alive, the existence of this peerless powerhouse after death, in his lifetime, he was just an ordinary martial artist, when he was in the Shenwu world, he did nothing all his life, spent his life in the rolling red dust, and then died in the impact of a strong battle, so humble, so small, never remembered and remembered by anyone.

At this moment, what Su Qin felt was a supreme hatred that permeated everything, hating his inaction in life, hating his own incompetence, hating his own lack of effort, and this hatred even hated the Shenwu Realm, because this world made him so weak, and he also hated the Netherworld, hating why this world made him suffer so much after death, and this hatred was the original intention and source of power that pushed that skeleton to grow step by step.

[Feel this hatred, because this is the first driving force to promote the birth of the strong, hate it as much as you want, hate your own powerlessness, hate the ruthlessness of the world, because this is the right you were born to be human!]

The whispers of the old man in the sword echoed in Su Qin's ears, and then the illusion was deliberately transformed, and these netherworld powerhouses became stronger step by step, in addition to the glorious years of the storm, there were also many painful experiences, in the world, there are always some regrets that are irreparable, especially the experience of these netherworld powerhouses being suppressed, and it is the resentment and grief that cannot be washed away by the water of all the lakes and seas, and these, with the whispers of the old man in the sword, are repeated through the illusion, and are injected into Su Qin's thoughts little by little.

In the outside world, the Primordial Demon Emperor and other Netherworld powerhouses were still playing and fighting, but unconsciously, their eyes would more or less sweep over Su Qin, who was unconscious, and everyone clearly saw that a little bit of Netherworld Death Qi began to attach to his body and penetrate into his True Qi, when the Netherworld Death Qi really completely penetrated in, what would happen was not a secret.

Netherworld death gas is not a power that a living person can have, can control, it is a power system that belongs to the exclusive ghost of the netherworld, even if the living can have a special method to control one or two for a while, but in fact, as long as it takes a long time, it will be infiltrated by the netherworld death qi, and gradually transform into a ghost, in short, it will die!

For these Nether powerhouses, seeing the living gradually withering in front of their eyes, their lives gradually passing away, and finally standing up again with corruption and death, it is a pleasing thing for them, who have already died and are driven by death, and for the Primordial Demon Emperor, Su Qin's transformation naturally can't hide from him, but he doesn't dare to confirm whether this is Mo Huang's calculation again, so he can only remain silent for the time being.

The hatred in Su Qin's heart increased little by little, on the one hand, because of the influence given by the memories of many strong people, and on the other hand, it also came from the resentment that Su Qin already had in his heart, the rivers and lakes were a big dye vat that was difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, and his master Shaoqing Daoist upheld the idea of righteousness all his life and did righteous deeds, so what was wrong?

Grievances in the rivers and lakes, don't ask whether it is right or wrong, even if Su Qin killed the Northern Darkness with a sword, what is the point? The Demon Court is fighting for hegemony in the world, and after obtaining the Sheji artifact, he will govern the world with a majestic momentum, and open peace for all generations, and now the war between the two realms is in full swing, for the sake of future generations, for the well-being of all generations, every person in the Shenwu Realm bears the unshirkable responsibility of saving the world, and the Demon Court is the main force of this salvation, and he, Su Qin, wants to overturn such a big situation for his own selfishness?

If you really want to do such a thing, I am afraid that under Jiuquan, the young Qingdao people who are worthy of the righteous path in their lives will also die without turning a blind eye, so many kinds of things constitute a tangle that Su Qin can't choose at all.

Don't take revenge, be ashamed of your master's kindness, take revenge, and be ashamed of the righteous thoughts of your master's life! Such a entanglement made Su Qin already secretly have demons in his heart, and countless midnight dreams back, he felt heavy and difficult to breathe, and this was the source of his hatred.

The heart of the strong, how could he have hesitated because of some entanglements, happiness and enmity are the true colors of the strong, embrace death, achieve death, and finally bring death to the whole world. 】

The whispers of the old man in the sword lingered all the time, he seemed to have insight into Su Qin's inner entanglement at this moment, and gave guidance in a timely manner, but his guidance was not untargeted, because most of those netherworld powerhouses were such happy and vengeful characters, others were slightly disrespectful to themselves, and they directly bombarded and killed things, others punched themselves, and when they turned around, they would cut other people's whole families, and they would snatch back what they wanted, and they would snatch it back if they were to kill and deceive them, and they would be as decisive as they were when they acted, immersed in the memory retrospection of the Netherworld powerhouses, Su Qin absorbed the style of these strong people。

Gradually, Su Qin felt that his previous self was so ridiculous, why should he worry so much, Demon Court Bei Ming Su Rou killed his master, wouldn't it be okay to kill him back, just ask for the idea to be clear, why take care of the overall situation, it is great that he also went to the battlefield to kill a few more ghost things, which can be regarded as fulfilling his responsibility as a person in the Divine Martial Realm.

Su Qin was immersed in the whispering inducement of the old man in the sword, and at the same time, he was also immersed in experiencing the life and past of many netherworld powerhouses from the first perspective, and every time he experienced it, his will and wisdom would be stronger, but at this moment, Su Qin suddenly felt a suction force coming, directly pulling his consciousness to an inexplicable place.

"Hey, my student, it's been a long time, have you been having fun playing in these hyper-realistic illusions lately?"

This is a pure white space, a pure white sky, a pure white earth, and an endless pure white flawless that extends to the end of the heaven and earth, and in this space, the gray gray Taoist in gray robes and gray hair sat solemnly and greeted Su Qin leisurely.

Su Qin was still immersed in the memory retrospection of the empathetic strong man for a while, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while, and then his first reaction was to point at the sword, and a fierce death sword qi that swept ten zhang long shot out, and attacked the gray gray dao man blatantly, and then before the sword qi was implemented, he rushed over, and slashed with his palm, turning into a fierce knife technique, this knife is not simple, it can be split vertically at any time, but it gives people a feeling of explosion for no reason, as if everything is going to be shattered under this knife.

"It's a very good progress, you can already use the tricks of those Netherworld powerhouses flexibly, but this is also normal, if it weren't for your dead body progressing to a certain stage, there would be no way to awaken the mechanism I left in the sword, but if you want to overturn me, your strength level must be 10,000 times stronger to be possible." ”

The gray gray Taoist blew a leisurely breath, blew the sword qi away, and then stretched out his hand a little, how fast Su Qin rushed, how fast he rolled, and after Su Qin rolled out a few hundred meters, the gray gray Taoist reached out again, sucked Su Qin back, grabbed his collar, and slapped him horizontally and vertically dozens of times.

"You...... How dare you insult the deity like this, the deity will definitely slaughter you when you go back!"

"Wake up, if you have the ability to slaughter me, why are you being pulled by my collar now, don't say it's you, even if it's those netherworld powerhouses, who dares to make a big statement in front of this seat, although it has been expected, but I really see that I can't extricate myself from being immersed in memory retrospection, and I am still very disappointed as a teacher, it seems that my spur of love for you in the past is really not enough." ”

"Old ...... Teacher, be merciful, I'm sober!"

I don't know what kind of tricks the gray people used, after Su Qin was slapped many times, he suddenly felt a clear mind for a while, and hurriedly begged for mercy, Mo Huang saw this, naturally stopped, and then said very leisurely: "It's good to be sober, if you don't wake up and come back, it won't make any sense for me to come." ”

Under the oppression of Mo Huang's absolute strength, Su Qin immediately recalled the posture he should have in the assassination classroom, and stood aside humbly and respectfully, not daring to take a breath.

"First of all, I want to congratulate you, in the assassination classroom taught by the teacher, your progress is the fastest, because under the teaching of a real Netherworld powerhouse, you are only one step away from transforming into an authentic Netherworld, come on!"

When Su Qin heard this, his expression was extremely stunned, and when he saw Su Qin's expression, Mo Huang smiled and said: "Look at your confused look, let's explain it to you from the beginning, the first thing to say is that when you see that your teachers and relatives have all come here, aren't you surprised, it is necessary for the teacher to set up an old man in the sword for you to assist you?"

"And who is?"

"The Ancient King of the Heavenly Dove, an old antique whose cultivation years are so old that he can't be calculated, one of the founders of the Netherworld Council, is now semi-retired and doesn't take care of things very much, but if there is a major event that is enough to interfere with the normal operation of the Netherworld, he will be more decisive than anyone else, as for his strength level, even I can't find it true, after all, this old guy has lived a little too long, and his style of doing things is too secretive, there are not many clues left outside, the old man in the sword who taught you is a trace of his divine thought clone, and when you transform into a Netherworld ghost in the future, you can proudly declare to any existence that you are the personal disciple of the Ancient King of Tianjiu, to be honest, this name is much more popular than the personal disciples of the Gray Gray Dao. ”