"The third-class disciple of the lower court, if you can watch me perform martial arts once, you will master the last four styles of the Zhaoyue swordsmanship, and you will learn not only the posture and steps, but the proficiency and harmony of yourself, and you have six or seven percent of the fire...... You said you saw me practicing my sword the day before yesterday?"

Mo Qingning said as he walked forward, Song Yi felt a layer of inescapable pressure quietly covered, and he was like a prey targeted by a poisonous snake, stiff and unable to move.

"The last four layers of the Liuquan Heart Recipe are only granted to the disciples of the Upper Court, and even Yun Zheng has not learned it, he can urge a full set of Zhaoyue Sword Techniques, relying on another set of Heart Techniques taught by your master. And you, who have never been trained by your master, are obviously not all the way to Yunzheng's true qi...... Senior brother, where did your cultivation come from, huh?"

When the words fell, Mo Qingning had already walked up to Song Yi and slowly stretched out his hand towards him.

Song Yi's breathing was about to stop, and he felt that the bones in his body were "creaking" under a layer of invisible pressure, and he turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes, damn, if you want to kill it, you will be killed!

The expected killing move did not come, Song Yi's left wrist tightened, and Mo Qingning grabbed it in his hand, he put two fingers on his veins, and a thin hot gas poured in, like a steel wire, straight into the dantian, quickly stirring the true qi in his body, and the already weak sea of qi quickly opened the pot, surging like boiling water.

"Hmm......" Song Yi couldn't hold back anymore, his body was planted forward, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Huh?" Mo Qingning was stunned, frowned, grabbed Song Yi's clothes, and asked sharply, "Where did the demon breath in your body come from?!"

At this point, Song Yi knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, and told the part where he absorbed the Demon Breath last night, but he didn't mention the weird and inexplicable "black hole" in his body, only saying that he didn't understand what was going on, and he had never been in contact with the Demon Breath before, so he didn't know that he could absorb it. Because of the suddenness of the incident and the seriousness of the matter, I did not dare to talk nonsense without permission.

Hearing what he said, Mo Qingning's face paleated slightly, and when he put it on his forehead, Song Yi felt a warm current coming, calming the fluctuations of the dantian, and the whole person was much more comfortable.

"I'm sorry, junior brother, it's my senior brother who misunderstood. ”

After a moment of silence, Mo Qingning helped Song Yi sit down, and he also sat down cross-legged opposite him, and the whole person returned to the friendliness he had when he first met, and the coercion that made people unable to move quietly disappeared.

...... What, don't kill me?

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, listening to this, Song Yi understood that he had no worries about his life for the time being, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If you want to hang up here, it's really embarrassing to the face of the traverser, according to what is written in the novel, can't you still rule the world after crossing over? Song Yi has no idea of being the king and hegemon, but it's better to live a little longer.

He looked at Mo Qingning and waited for him to follow.

Mo Qingning said again: "There are a lot of loopholes in your statement before, I naturally have doubts, and the most worrying situation is that the demon's breath has eroded and controlled you, you seem to be a normal person on the surface, but in fact, you have lost your mind and become a servant of the demon's breath." In that case, I will definitely not be able to let you go back, so as not to endanger the other disciples. ”

Servant of the Devil's Breath?

“...... It's like the village that the little brother saved?"

"Yes. Mo Qingning nodded: "The attack on that village is just some low-level demonic breath, eroding human nature just to eat flesh and blood, satisfying desires, and there is no more planning, and the trickery they can use is only to make the victim temporarily return to a little family humanity, so that the non-victim can relax his vigilance." ”

That's right...... Song Yi thought of the Gillian who was bitten off by her eldest brother, and it was indeed as Mo Qingning said.

"But there is an even greater demonic breath, whose mind is unpredictable, calculating, and when it corrupts people, it will lie dormant in the sanity, and it will neither destroy the body nor maddening the person, and the person will still appear with his usual appearance and temperament, and it will be difficult to distinguish even those close to him. So I'm worried about you too...... If you are really no longer the original Song Yi, for the safety of the Yuequan Sect, you are fighting to turn your face with Yunzheng, I will also get rid of you. ”

But I'm really not the original Song Yi anymore...... It was from the earth that crossed over.

Song Yi moved his mouth and didn't say anything.

"Fortunately, you have not become a slave of demon breath, this is also the most surprising thing for me, perhaps, if you really have your own days in the dark, the Moon Spring Sect will not die here......"

Lose?

Hearing this, Song Yi couldn't help but be shocked, how could he say that he was dead, could it be that the Yuequan Sect was facing some crisis?

He subconsciously glanced at Siye, only to see the rising sun, the morning glow spread out on the horizon, the breeze blowing on the peak, the morning mist in the middle of the mountain gradually dissipated, and he could see that the buildings of the Yuequan Sect were hidden in the green mountains, and the disciples were like industrious ants, entering and exiting in an orderly manner. In the distance, the ancestral garden hangs high in the air, full of light, a group of spring and harmony.

Everything looks good, peaceful and bustling.

Could it be that Mo Qingning was coaxing himself? But as the chief disciple of the Yuequan Sect, how could he talk nonsense about the future and fate of his own sect?

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any suspicion on his face, and only listened to the other party's later words.

"Senior Brother Song Yi, you can absorb the Demon Breath, fill the True Qi with the Demon Breath, and use it for your own use, this is an extremely rare talent, and it is difficult to find one among a million people. It is rumored that there was a clan that could harness the Devil's Breath a long time ago, but they lived in secrecy and lived in seclusion for many years...... In short, for them, people today have only seen relevant records from ancient books, but have not seen them in person, so that they all think that such aliens have long since died out and no longer exist. ”

After speaking, Mo Qingning looked at Song Yi and nodded slightly, with a look on his face that seemed to be surprised and relieved, as if he had regarded Song Yi as a descendant of the legendary man.

Song Yi couldn't relax at all in his heart, and faintly felt that things were not so simple.

According to Mo Qingning, "absorbing demon breath" should be a talent and innate. However, just before he crossed over, the original "Song Yi" did not have this ability, and the little senior brother did not realize that he had this ability. If it is said that this is because the previous "Song Yi" did not have the opportunity to contact the magic breath and did not know that he could absorb it......

If he was really a descendant of a different race, why was he so useless before, and even had a situation where the soul and body could not be integrated, resulting in extremely slow progress in cultivation?

Thinking of this, Song Yi couldn't help but ask, "These aliens who can absorb demon breath, have they ever had the problem of a mismatch between their physical body and divine soul, and their cultivation progress is slow?"

Mo Qingning glanced at him a little strangely, shook his head and said, "This is not recorded in ancient books. However, if the real body and the divine soul are not in harmony, then there is no future of cultivation, and it may be more likely to be eroded by the demonic breath and lose the mind, just like facing a tiger with bare hands, defenseless, like the vast majority of ordinary people...... I don't think so. ”

So, really not?

Song Yi was a little disappointed, but faintly relieved, he instinctively felt that the "black hole" in his body could not be described as talented, and he didn't feel that he was a descendant of the ancient relics.

"Senior brother, I heard that you are an orphan with an unknown origin, and I am not sure if you are a descendant of those aliens, but since you have this ability, you can't make mistakes and help the abuse. ”

Song Yi hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't worry, I have no idea of being in the same league with the demons, and since I have found this strangeness, I naturally want to use it on the right path." ”

This is true, Song Yi doesn't think that absorbing demon breath is a good phenomenon, except for increasing his strength, there is no other benefit at all. He was even a little worried that inhaling this thing into his body wouldn't have any negative effects, right?

In any case, Song Yi must be on the side of humans, and it is impossible for him to stand on the side of the weird demonic breath.

Hearing Song Yi's assurance, Mo Qingning didn't answer, looked sideways at the sea of clouds surging in the sky, and silently burst into a daze for a while before he whispered: "I believe that my junior brother is not that kind of person. ”

After saying this, he fell into a long silence again, Song Yi was sitting on pins and needles opposite him, with a burning pain in his chest and abdomen, and he didn't dare to say that he wanted to leave, so he could only sit with him, until he couldn't stand it anymore, so he had the courage to divert the topic and asked: "Senior Brother Qingning, haven't you been in retreat for the past few years?"

"Retreat does not mean closing oneself off one's ears and hearing outside the window. Mo Qingning smiled slightly, pointed to the west and said, "There is a wooden house on the mountainside over there, and I have often lived there in the past few years, doing other things while practicing diligently. ”

You're really very diligent, and your hands were too heavy just now......

Song Yi took a deep breath, the internal injuries he suffered last night were mixed with the place where he had just been injured by Mo Qingning, and it hurt more and more.

As if seeing his thoughts, Mo Qingning shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand, his fingers dotted in the air, and he saw a faint and faint true qi overflowing from his fingertips, turning into fine light and shadow, dancing incessantly, and soon condensed into an entity, condensed into a spirit rune, and fell into Song Yi's hand.

This is......

"The last four layers of the Liuquan Heart Formula, go back and practice hard. ”

What the?!

Song Yi was shocked and glared at Mo Qingning, what does this mean? It's not enough to learn swordsmanship, and now you have to pass on the secret to yourself?!

Senior Brother Qingning is too generous, isn't he...... Song Yi couldn't believe it, but he was even more reluctant to return the spirit rune, and squeezed it hard in the palm of his hand.

“...... Senior brother is willing?"

"What is reluctant, it is all handed down by the ancestor, up and down the Yuequan Sect, as long as the kung fu is at home, who can't learn it?" Mo Qingning looked at the statue of the patriarch and bowed slightly: "This is the mantra of the heart, and it is not an empowerment to pass on the exercises, you have to learn and practice by yourself when you go back, you can't steal it if you are lazy at all, otherwise it is useless to take it." ”

"However, not to mention that only the disciples of the upper courtyard can ......"

"You care about all the red tape with me?" Mo Qingning raised his eyebrows and said with certainty: "Looking at the entire upper courtyard, the people who dare to take my trick head-on can be counted on one hand, and there may be fewer who will not die in the future." Although you took advantage of the demon's breath, and it was not all based on your true skills, this courage and heart are very rare. You said that you only watched me perform martial arts once, and then spent two days to master the last four styles of the Zhaoyue Sword Technique, so now, I will give you fifteen days to thoroughly understand the Liuquan Heart Technique. Fifteen days later, if you do, I'll have the next step. ”

“...... What if it doesn't work?"

Mo Qingning didn't answer, he smiled slightly, and Song Yi saw the answer from his smiling eyes - don't kill you!