Chapter Forty-Seven: The Eight Layers of Demon Rhyme

A sword, a man.

There was a slight coolness in the falling night, and everyone could only hear the rhythm of their own heartbeats in the silent night sky.

Looking at the night in the distance, an implicit irony followed.

"Flowers bloom and give birth to two sides, life is between Buddha and demons! My generation is a master, smiling proudly when Ling Tian, how desolate the Tao is, I don't know what years and months? A dream is drunk for a thousand years, what is the way of this feeling, it is the time to respond to the situation, one thought of righteousness and evil, one thought of death, one thought of Buddha and demons, one thought of life. Hahaha......"

The meaningful words were accompanied by a series of loud laughter, echoing in the sky, as if the heavens and the earth were going to be enlightened, and a cool breeze blew until everyone came back to their senses, and the seemingly not very majestic figure had long disappeared into the desolate night.

"Sister Caiyue, how do you feel that Brother Ling is like an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years?" Qiu Sheng listened to the figure that disappeared from the laughter, and felt a little heartache inexplicably.

Especially after seeing that Li Mo Ran and his senior brother turned out to be a hidden demon, he was speechless and became quiet.

"Maybe he's right, maybe he has something unspeakable? Hey, Sister Qiu Sheng, good and evil have not been separated since ancient times. You also see Yunyi and Limo Ran, their identities ...... "For a while, Caiyue, who had experienced a lot of experience, also lost her assertiveness, and sighed.

Listening to the words of the two of them, especially Ling Tian's figure that made people feel gloomy in the night, the group led by Lin Hao all bowed their heads silently.

......

"Young Demon Lord, do you really let them leave?" In the night, Li Moran looked at the young man sitting on the ground, letting the breeze blow through the shawl, and asked.

On the other hand, Yun Yi on the side looked a little unnatural, but when he thought of the transmission of the Demon Venerable, the trace of unhappiness in his eyes gradually disappeared without a trace as the cool breeze blew.

"Of course we have to let them leave, otherwise, what do you think? When I am Ling Tian's brother, then, he will be my Ling Tian's brother for the rest of his life!"

Looking at Ling Tian's strength, the two could only stand far away.

"It seems that Lao Tzu is going to completely confront this world, hehe, do you have to go back to that era again?" After sighing in a domineering tone, Ling Tian muttered to himself.

The unwillingness in his heart, the injustice in his heart, and a terrifying aura emanated from Ling Tian's body, making the two people standing not far away feel a tremor and shiver.

This trembling aura was not the aura of Ling Tian's strength, but a faint superior's coercion that emanated from the depths of Ling Tian's soul.

"Ling Tianbang, it seems that this is the fate of Lao Tzu's rise in this world!"

Then, glancing at the two people standing in the night, Ling Tian said indifferently: "From today onwards, the Ling Tian Gang has been officially established, since you two are assisting me, then, you will be the elders of my Ling Tian Gang in the future, is it wrong?" Of course, if you don't want to, before I change my mind, you will leave by yourself!"

Hearing this, the two of them returned to their original appearances, a gleam flashed in their eyes, and they immediately knelt on one knee.

"Yun Yi is willing to assist the Young Demon Lord!"

"Limo Ran is willing to assist the young demon master!"

The two swore in unison.

"Okay! From today on, your name is Mo Yi, and your name is Mo Ran!" Looking at Yun Yi and Li Mo Ran, Ling Tian did not doubt that he was indifferent and domineering.

"Thank you Young Demon Lord for the name!"

"You all get up!" Looking at the distant night sky, Ling Tian's vigorous ambition burst out in his heart, his sharp eyes seemed to see through the illusory night sky, and he didn't hide it in the slightest, and stretched out his hand to signal.

As soon as the name was given, in order to show his loyalty, Demon Dye spoke: "Young Demon Lord, what should we do now?"

"Continue to hunt demon beasts in the villages around Snow Yang City, and improve their own strength, I want the Ling Tian Gang to break the shackles of the three major cultivation families in Snow Yang City, although the Qiu family was destroyed by me on the surface, but the real strength is well preserved, only by letting them completely perish, Ling Tian Gang can truly stand on the land of Snow Yang City." ”

Unhurried words, with the sultry of the night, Ling Tian completely made up his mind.

"Yes, young demon lord, we will saddle your horse before and after!"

"Don't call me 'Young Demon Lord' anymore in the future, just call me Young Lord directly!" Ling Tian thought for a moment and said, "This is your storage bag, return it to you!" As for the other things, they are used by me, and there are good things that will compensate you in the future!"

"Young Master is polite!" Mo Yi thought of Demon Venerable's words, although his expression was still a little unnatural, but the complaint in his heart was not much after knowing Ling Tian's true identity.

It is he who wants revenge, and the person in front of him is a gap that he cannot cross.

He was more glad that he didn't succeed in seizing Ling Tian's mortal memory, otherwise, if he really wanted to seize Ling Tian's memory, it was estimated that there would not be even any scum left that would have been devoured by the person in front of him.

"This is Snow White Wolf's Inner Dan, you each take fifty of them to cultivate, those who cultivate the magic rhyme can directly absorb the energy in it, you also know, hurry up and cultivate tonight, and everything else, wait for tomorrow to make plans!" indifferently ordered the two of them, Ling Tiandao.

The three of them found a hidden place and practiced cross-legged.

Immersed in cultivation, Ling Tian had no worries about his identity, and took out a large amount of inner pills from the Sumeru ring, these inner pills, in Ling Tian's eyes, were like the big road goods picked up on the side of the road, and they were directly thrown into his mouth, and he chewed and swallowed them.

As the inner dan continued to enter, the imprint of Ling Tian's eyebrows flashed out, especially the nine spots on the ancient sword, which flickered and flickered, making Ling Tian, who was in cultivation, show a trace of pain on his face from time to time.

Immersed in the inner breath, Ling Tian's running dantian split the magic rhyme that he didn't know how many times, condensed again, condensed and then split, endured great pain, Ling Tian repeated the splitting and condensing over and over again, splitting and condensing.

I saw that the Snow White Wolf Neidan around him continued to decrease, showing a crystal aura, pouring into the dantian along the acupuncture points of his body.

Half an hour later, Ling Tian in his cultivation understood why the people of the righteous path were all people who disdain the demon race.

The reason why the people of the demon race are despised by the world and think that they are evil demons and foreign ways is that when they are cultivating, they absorb energy, and they often need to endure great pain in their bodies, and the pain may directly cause them to lose their minds, or even go crazy, and finally become extremely bloodthirsty and crazy.

In order to pursue strong strength, as long as they encounter fresh essence blood, they will not be divided at all, and they will directly suck it and turn it into energy to improve their strength.

"I, Ling Tian, don't believe that I can't bear this pain!" Gritting his teeth, Ling Tian threw in three Neidan pills at once, and chewed a few times, Neidan swallowed it as if he was eating.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a heart-rending pain spread from the abdomen to the depths of the soul, which could be said to go deep into the bone marrow, provoking the extremely depressed Ling Tian to let out a roar similar to that of a beast.

"The eighth layer of the Qi Yun Realm!"

"Hey, damn it, it should be the eighth layer of the Qi Demon Realm!"

Feeling the boiling of blood in his whole body and the increase in the strength in his body, Ling Tian burst out laughing, unconcealing the joy brought by the powerful strength of the eighth layer of the Qi Demon Realm.

"Congratulations to the young master for taking another step forward in strength!"

"You two are starting to make sycophants again!" Ling Tian scolded with a rare smile at the two of them.

"Hey, hey!"

Xu didn't have to hide his identity, the personalities of the two became casual, listening to Ling Tian's joking swearing, hehe laughed dryly, and dodged alone.

"You guys hurry up and cultivate, the stronger our strength, the more advantageous we will be, and the Ling Tian Gang will be stable!" Although the strength of the two of them was good, higher than himself, Ling Tian still glanced at the two of them and urged them to cultivate.

"Well, from now on, return to the cultivation method of the Illusory Shadow!"

By now, Ling Tian was a fool and understood that the cultivation methods taught by the Illusory Shadow were all cultivation methods prepared for the cultivation of Demon Yun.