"The Jidu Blood Lake True Scripture is divided into two parts: the True Scripture and the Sub-Scripture!"

Seeing Mo Chuan take over the remnant soul fragment, Zuo Qiu Yao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and hit the railway while it was hot:

"There is no essential difference between the two sutras in terms of power, the only difference is that the introduction of the sub-sutra requires the enlightenment of the true sutra. From then on, every wisp of essence blood cultivated by the cultivators of the Zijing was the blood of the people who ignited the true scriptures. ”

"If necessary, a True Sutra cultivator can take away all the essence and blood of a Zijing cultivator at any time."

"If you use this method to open a mountain and establish a faction, you will gather the power of the whole sect and return it to yourself, and the Great God of the Blood Lake will cultivate like this, I think it is thanks to this method of defying the sky!"

When Mo Chuan heard this, he was like being struck by lightning.

There is no need for Zuo Qiu Yao to deliberately describe it, the horror of this exercise has already been revealed.

"Have you cultivated this scripture?"

"Nature."

"In that case, why did Zuoqiu Zongyan dare to betray? Don't tell me, it's a father-son relationship. ”

Mo Chuan looked like a smile.

"The Jidu Blood Lake True Scripture is the Lingyuan Dao Exercise after all! If the king didn't guess wrong, he should use the secret method to rebuild, so that he could cultivate a body of Yuan Qi Dao and avoid the constraints of the true scriptures. ”

Mo Chuan's face was expressionless when he heard this, and he flipped through the Jidu Blood Lake Sutra.

After a long time, he said: "If the poor Dao turns to cultivate the Blood Lake Sutra, are you willing to cultivate the Zi Sutra?" ”

Zuo Qiu Yao's face was calm, his eyes were full of resentment, and he still gritted his teeth and said, "This king is willing." ”

Mo Chuan nodded lightly when he heard this, and said casually: "Daoist friends agreed so easily, I'm afraid it's not the tanuki for the prince, the true scripture is the sub-scripture, the sub-scripture is the true scripture, and the sub-scripture is the true scripture, and the words are deceiving the poor Dao, right?" ”

Zuo Qiu Yao was stunned: "This king is willing to swear by the avenue......"

"Go to hell and swear!"

Mo Chuan suddenly raised his hand, his five fingers were like a dragon, and he clasped the Zuoqiu Yao Heavenly Spirit Cover, and the soul searching technique gushed out.

"Curse—"

Zuo Qiu Yao was attacked in a hurry, and he was shocked and angry, but he suddenly mustered up all his strength and cast a soul spell secret technique.

However, no matter how mysterious the supernatural power is, without the support of Lingyuan, it will not be able to do it after all.

As soon as the supernatural power fell, his consciousness was stirred into a mess in an instant, and countless memory fragments tumbled up and poured into Mo Chuan's mind.

After a while, Mo Chuan let out a long breath.

Finally digested Zuo Qiu Yao's complicated and redundant fragmented memories.

Probably because of the question, Zuo Qiu Yao's memory of the Jidu Blood Lake True Scripture is quite clear.

Although most of them are fragments, it is enough to sort out the difference between the true scriptures and the sub-scriptures.

"Didn't cheat? It's also smart, but it's a pity, you don't cheat, and the poor road is afraid of the blood lake god! ”

Mo Chuan shook his head and sighed.

Jidu Blood Lake True Scripture, if he is killed, he will not practice.

Not only because this Dharma is contrary to his Dao heart;

What's more, because he suspects that the so-called "true scripture" may also be a "sub-scripture" deliberately left by the Great God of the Blood Lake.

This kind of practice of wantonly using others as cultivation resources can hardly guarantee that cultivation will not become a higher level of powerful resources in the end.

To be on the safe side, not touching is king.

However, the use of the blood path in this method is quite subtle, and it may be possible to understand one or two.

In particular, the dripping blood condensation supernatural power is quite similar to the way of sword and soldier extinction in the Stygian Green Palace.

It is worth mentioning that the troubles of Zuoqiu Zongyan, which Mo Chuan was most worried about, should no longer exist.

The Jidu Blood Lake True Scripture is very domineering.

Once you practice, it doesn't mean that you can dissolve it by turning to other methods.

If you want to never suffer from future troubles, you can only be exempted from it if you completely replace your blood and bones.

Then rebuilding will be one of the few ways.

Therefore, Zuoqiu Zongyan is mostly rebuilt.

And because the spirit yuan was completely depleted, he had to transfer to the Yuan Qi Dao.

For example, although he recovers today, with the current concentration of spiritual yuan, he will not be able to rebuild the Jidu Blood Lake True Scripture, and he will not be able to achieve the realm of dripping blood and condensing the spirit.

So he was dead.

Mo Chuan saw him scatter with his own eyes.

"Now that Zuoqiu's father and son are dead, the Ritian Sect is completely wiped out."

"I just need to wait patiently for a while before I can pick up the remaining Cave Heaven Secret Keys and completely control the Void Tomb Cave Heaven."

"The only hidden danger left is the Blood Moon."

"This thing is too dangerous, deal with it rashly, I'm afraid it will be self-defeating, or observe it for a while, it's really not good, find an excuse to dedicate it to Wuyue Mountain to dispose of."

Mo Chuan groaned slightly, then left the Dao furnace and returned to the Xuling Cave Heaven.

In general, with the death of the holder of the Cave Key, the Cave Key will dissipate on its own and then reunite in the Cave.

This process can be as short as three or five months or as long as one or two years.

The Xuling Cave Heaven is a small cave sky, and it shouldn't take too long to condense it.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, it is better to pick them as soon as possible.

——This is also one of the fundamental reasons why Mo Chuan hastily wiped out Zuo Qiu Yao.

……

After returning to the Xuling Cave Heaven, Mo Chuan deliberately laid a few heavenly pools in the cave heaven as a suspicious tomb to attract possible intruders.

I hid under the thousands of feet of thick soil in the cave, waiting for the condensation of the remaining cave secret keys, while silently contemplating the Dao Dharma.

Especially the [Earth Shatter Sending Staff] supernatural power obtained from the hands of the Heavenly Dry National Master.

With the help of the leaky pass, it only took him one night to comprehend this magical power.

However, I found that it was easy to attain enlightenment, but it was difficult to practice.

【Sending Stick】

-- Replace the form with a rod, and transfer the disease.

That is, this method can transfer all negative damage from the caster to other objects.

But the other things here are not just a random grab.

This thing needs to be nourished with special supernatural powers.

The longer the warming time and the more effort is poured in, the better the substitution effect.

Mo Chuan had seen with his own eyes the effect of the Tianqian National Master replacing his form with a staff, so no matter how difficult this technique was, he had to practice it.

……

All the trivial things are endless, and there are thousands of things to enter the empty door.

In the long wait, Mo Chuan seemed to meditate on the old monk to escape into the empty door.

The heart that has been corroded by the mortal dust finally enjoys a moment of peace, faintly seems to have realized, and the desire to open its eyes is faint and dispersed.

It's amazing that the avenue is hard to find.

At the same time, the world is rising again.

With the demise of Dajing, princes from all walks of life have claimed to be kings and competed for hegemony in Kyushu.

That is the desire of mortals, and it is also the unwillingness of monks.

Determined to measure the frontier of the fiefdom by force.

The Yuan Qi Dao in the world is thus greatly prosperous.

I don't know if it is because of the deterrence of the Heavenly Demon Dean, or because of the morality of Mingchen's old way, the major forces are quite restrained by the soldiers.

He also sent Yuan Qi Taoist monks to prosper the clouds and spread the rain, and greatly revitalized the agricultural mulberry.

In the midst of the war, Kyushu ushered in a strange prosperity.

On the eighteenth day of the eighth month of the old calendar, Mo Chuan suddenly opened his eyes, his figure flickered, and his figure disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already in the void of the Void Tomb Cave, in the empty void, a snowflake-shaped spell mark condensed out, ethereal like a mirage.

"Finally condensed."

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand and brushed it, and the curse mark quickly melted into the surface of his body, fell into his soul, and merged with the secret key in his body.

"Uhhh

A sound that seemed to be the soft chirping of a young phoenix came from all corners of the cave.

That was the response of the Void Tomb Cave Heaven.