"The most powerful thing in the world has never been the magic powers, but the intrigues and traps.

Although the holy talisman has accepted a good apprentice, it has not had time to train it properly."

The sloppy Taoist Yang Dianfeng said slowly.

He knew that with his seniority and Taoism, he was plotting against a fifteen-year-old junior, but he had no place to be proud, and his momentum was frustrated when he spoke.

"Feng Lan, if you die, the Qi of the Archmage's vein will really be wiped out." Yang Dianfeng said again, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Old Dao, you have to have compassion at this moment?" Yuan Yao said indifferently, "Let's say okay, his skin belongs to you, the archmage's soul clothes belong to me, and the magic weapons and magic tricks he has belong to the brothers."

"Hmph, I practiced the 'Sequence Spell', and I was trapped in the realm of immortality and immortality, unable to perform any spells and Dao techniques, and became a walking corpse.

Prior to this, Lao Dao was like a murderer, only the five righteous and famous Jindan Realm and Yuanying Realm powerhouses, as many as thirty-five people died in my hands, and countless cats and dogs in other large and small cultivation sects were killed.

For thousands of years, the heart of Lao Dao has long been as solid as iron and stone.

It's just that when I saw this kid Fenglan, I had a bit of fate.

Perhaps, my ancestor was also a Terran archmage with boundless power."

The sloppy Taoist Yang Dianfeng couldn't help sighing, occasionally shaking his head, and suddenly smiled.

"The fact that I killed the five strong people is known to you. If I don't kill you, I won't have a day of peace."

Yang Dianfeng's half-withered and half-glorious face was gradually covered with a layer of dust, and his face was fogged.

Feng Lan only felt that it was a demon beast face that was becoming hideous.

At this moment, the mysterious mud has sunk into the chest and reached the heart.

The Sacred Heart Mantra works on its own, and a trace of warmth pours into the layer of "Sacred Heart Armor" that forms on the heart.

Fenglan was both surprised and delighted, the Sacred Heart Mantra could actually refine the mysterious mud and integrate it into the Sacred Heart Armor.

"Old Dao, the rate of pollution is faster than you think." Yuan Yao said happily.

She looked at Fenglan's eyes, as if it was a sharp blade with a thorny handle, and she couldn't tear out Fenglan's heart.

Feng Lan didn't understand, it was obvious that the Yuan family had been brutalizing the Feng family, why the Yuan family showed a deep hatred of blood.

"Hmph, the Yuan family has killed the Feng family for generations, but you act like my Feng family has killed all your Yuan family." Feng Lan thought of this, and said in a deep voice, "For Yun Lie's sake, I didn't kill you several times. From now on, such stupidity will never happen to me again."

"The twists and turns in between, the Flame City Wind Clan, have indeed long been ignorant of the truth.

Similarly, the Yuan clan of Flame City only knows one of them, but does not know the ninth.

This vendetta is really a sin."

Yang Dianfeng muttered.

"Since the senior is also a descendant of the archmage, can you tell the younger generation about the twists and turns of this dying man?" Fenglan asked.

"Knight, originally a slave of the archmage.

However, an infighting within the archmage gave the knight a chance to rise.

What's even more odious is that the knight secretly colluded with the three major heavenly demon tribes to raid the Terran Archmage Council, and completely disintegrated the power of the Mage Council under the cooperation of the inside and outside.

Afterwards, two rumors spread, one said that the archmage colluded with the demon clan, and the other said that the knight colluded with the heavenly demon clan.

Since then, the knights have regarded the descendants of the archmage as demons, and they want to kill them all.

Archmages, after all, all of them have extraordinary mana and deep roots, and the battle of Black Wood Cliff almost wiped out the knight's lineage.

However, one of the archmages showed compassion and leaked the news, attracting the five heavenly demon clans that were chasing after him, and inflicting a devastating blow on the last elite of the human race archmage.

From then on, the descendants of the archmage fled in all directions, and the knights submitted to the Heavenly Demon Court, and the blood feud was concluded.

The descendants of the archmage and the knights who scattered away did not know the details of it, and only regarded each other as enemies.

The last few archmages, when the gate of the holy flame changed, sealed it with all their might, causing the archmage's inheritance to be abrupt

However, it will be difficult for his descendants to compete with the descendants of knights."

Yang Dianfeng sighed heavily and said, "To this day, what's the use of judging who is right and who is wrong? Can the dead be resurrected?" Z.br>

"The sea of blood is a feud, and it must be washed away with blood." Feng Lan said angrily.

"Phew, you're already a dead man, you don't need to say such self-deceptive things." Yuan Yao smirked.

"So, what is the origin of the old warrior monk of Flame City?" In a moment's time, he continued to ask Yang Dianfeng.

Fenglan especially wanted to know anything about Flame City.

"The warrior monk is also a lineage, with extraordinary strength, he has always been a loner, and he always appears at critical moments.

The vein of Flame City is roughly the vein of the "Sky Candle".

As far as Lao Dao knows, after the complete "Nine Styles of Heavenly Candles" is comprehended, it is a magical power that can reach the extreme realm from the outside in, and it is the supreme method that proves that the Tao can become an immortal Buddha with strength."

Yang Dianfeng said leisurely.

The secret in Feng Lan's heart was finally solved, and he sighed, "Alas, Yun Lie is the last inheritor of the warrior monk. If you have the chance, ask Yun Lie for the last two styles."

"He changed too early and too quickly, and his heart was fragile, and he was destined to not be able to cultivate the martial monk lineage.

You're good enough for everything, but you look like a fool, what a fool.

If no one teaches you the last two tricks, won't you create your own?

Proving the Tao with strength is all about physical cultivation, from the outside to the inside, and cultivating the Extreme Realm Immortal Gang, which is invincible."

Yang Dianfeng said loudly.

"Fenglan, you're going to have no children and grandchildren, what's the point of talking about this?" Yuan Yao said viciously.

"You can kill me at any time, why bother mother-in-law?" Feng Lan said, "I want the Archmage Soul Clothes, it's purely a dream. The soul garment has been integrated into my flesh and blood, and if you get my corpse, you will not get the soul garment."

"The mysterious mud has spread over the dantian and spread to your waist, indicating that the wind and snow sutra you have cultivated cannot be resisted, and you cannot destroy the soul clothes.

The secret mud is really powerful, and you'll understand it."

Yuan Yao smiled proudly.

Feng Lan ignored her, silently thinking about the words that the sloppy old Taoist Yang Dianfeng said.

"From the outside in, Extreme Realm Immortal!"

When Feng Lan was practicing in the Palm Heaven Sect, he had never heard Master mention it.

The practice of the Taoist true law has always been to refine qi, condense the yuan, divine will, and build the foundation, and take the refining and storage of spiritual energy in the meridians as the foundation.

Could it be a sloppy and old-fashioned way to harm people?

"It's over." Yang Dianfeng sighed, "It's just gone."

The mysterious mud has spread to Fenglan's knees.

Yang Dianfeng pondered and said, "There is no resistance in the whole process, and your body has been cultivated to the dog."

"Shall I be able to resist and fall for you?" Feng Lan sneered, "It's not a shame for me that a monk who has just completed five years of cultivation is plotted by an old monster who has lived for nearly a thousand years. If I can't die, I'll kill all the ten tribes."

Yang Dianfeng snorted and sneered, "The hour is almost up, you can kill him."

The flying sword behind him pierced Fenglan's heart, as if it had pierced a hard golden stone.

The man didn't have time to react at all, and even the sword and the person were sucked into Fenglan's heart, and in less than ten breaths, they were ejected and turned into ashes in the air.

"What kind of sorcery are you?" Yang Dianfeng shouted angrily, "How come I've never seen one?"

"You lived a thousand years in vain, but you really lived to be a dog.

The Palm Heaven Sect has been inherited for 10,000 years, and the Wind and Snow Sutra is an immortal method, do you really think that it has been mastered by you?"

Fenglan laughed, spitted, and scolded the stinky old dog for not dying well.

"What's wrong there?" Yuan Yao asked.

"Absolutely not." Yang Dianfeng stared at Feng Lan, "Unless, Feng Lan cultivates the rumored 'Sacred Heart Dragon Armor'. However, without abundant jade essence, there is no possibility of cultivating the "Sacred Heart Dragon Armor". What's going on?"

"Lao Dao knows a lot, and what he said is true.

He could have expected that I could meditate into the Emerald Realm, but he couldn't guess that I had already entered the world in the Secret Realm."

Feng Lan Xindao.

"You have to kill him quickly." Yuan Yao said sharply, and Yang Dianfeng nodded, "Not bad! If he changes on his own, everything will get out of control."

Yuan Yao took out a bamboo tube, put it on the ground, and then took out a bamboo flute, put it on his mouth, and a crisp and subtle sharp tone sounded.

Purple snakes with the thickness of little fingers swam out of the bamboo tube, biting Fenglan's ankles.

In an instant, purple gas erupted from the inside out, erasing the darkness of the mysterious mud.

Fenglan's body swelled up, lifting up the layer of mysterious mud.

"Giggle~" Yuan Yao laughed wildly, "Fenglan, do you know it?"

"The strange poison unique to the Yuan Shi Sect - purple mang?" Feng Lan asked in a lost voice.

"It's okay." Yuan Yao laughed with tears of pride, "No matter how big Luo Jin Immortal is, it will be difficult to resist the purple mang's strange poison. You're going to fall off layer by layer."

Fenglan decisively runs the mountains and rivers, and the energy in the oriental fish white pours out and is poured into the incense burner dantian.

After a while, the purple qi in the whole body suddenly poured into the mountains and seas, converging into the incense burner dantian, and then intensifying the intensity of the energy pouring out of the oriental fish white.

The withered branches of the wind and the incense burner dantian were endlessly devoured and refined, making the way of the wind break through extremely quickly.

It's just that with the devouring speed of the incense burner dantian, there is still no shrinkage of Fenglan's expanding body, but it has the intention of continuing to expand.

"From the outside in, Extreme Realm Immortal?"

Feng Lan's mind swept over this thought, pondering the bits and pieces when the old warrior monk taught the Nine Styles of Heavenly Candles, and then merged into the various cultivation methods of other sects he had seen before, forming a refining method from the outside in.

This method is based on the "Recipe of Mountains and Rivers", and strives to press the infinitely expanding purple mang's poisonous gas to the incense burner dantian.

Feng Lan didn't care much, and he acted decisively, and his swollen body quickly deflated, and melted into the flesh along with the layer of mysterious mud.

The nine purple snakes that were still biting Fenglan's ankles gradually disappeared and turned into ashes.

Fenglan seems to be a monster, eating everything and wiping it clean, and there is no scum left.

"You ......" Yuan Yao came to his senses from the shock, "Why is this happening?"

"Mountains and rivers!" Yang Dianfeng muttered, "Why can you get the mountain and river formula? Is it the captain's transmission, or is it the heavenless transmission?"

"What mountains and rivers?" Yuan Yao asked angrily.

"The Mountains and Rivers Recipe is the same as the sequence mantra I cultivated.

Feng Lan was able to refine the mysterious mud because he had already cultivated the ninth mountain and was about to step into the eighth mountain.

I have been practicing for nearly a thousand years, but I have only cultivated to the seventh sequence of the Sequence Mantra.

What went wrong there?"

Yang Dianfeng poked his hands into the first cylinder, pondered on his chin, and suddenly let out a strange cry, "I understand!"

In the blink of an eye, Yangdian Peak disappeared in place, leaving only a sloppy afterimage.