Boom!

Mountains meet palms.

The sun fell on the top of the mountain.

The smoke and dust in the bright hall were heavy, and the mountain of white bones in the Ding Furnace collapsed, and those broken bones were shaken into countless tiny bone chips, and those bone chips were like dust, which were swept up by the wind and fluttered around, hitting the surrounding walls with a crackling sound.

The huge impact force drove Bai Jiu's body to fly backwards, and the old man was even swept by the wind, but his body was pierced by iron chains and could not move, those iron chains were taut against the surrounding walls, and the bells on the Ding furnace were even more delicate and ringing, and they were endless for a long time.

Bai Jiu was shocked far away by the powerful impact to the corner of the wall.

How powerful is the burning sun of the Tang Li royal family, not to mention that the user is the Tang Emperor who has been known as the first person in the world for thousands of years.

After a hundred years of precipitation, the thick qi of heaven and earth around the main hall gathered into the body of the Tang Emperor, because of the partial destruction of the Ding furnace, those breaths would not be lost in a short time, and forcibly restored his realm to about one percent of the year.

This kind of power, even Bai Jiu, who is controlled by the Heavenly Dao, is still not an opponent. It's just that what he didn't expect was that Bai Jiu actually regained his senses, and even used Lingmen's landscape intent at that moment.

"You've surprised me."

Tang Huang said slowly, as his words progressed, his body changed again, and his already plump body suddenly withered as the last word fell. The infinite breath of heaven and earth rushed out of his body, like a huge wave of the sea, and swept towards the surroundings, setting off an even greater gust of wind, blowing away the smoke and dust, blowing away the bone chips, and excluding all the impurities around him.

"The sword of the Bai family, the sword of Qingfeng Temple, the blood of the Heavenly Dao, and finally the mountain and water meaning of Lingmen."

His body withered again, his handsome face was no longer there, and it withered again into a dry corpse, like nine ghosts.

His voice grew hoarse, then weak, then slighter, and finally like two dry leaves rubbing against each other.

However, in the end, a hint of clarity suddenly flashed in his sunken eye sockets, and he said with a chuckle: "I see. ”

He looked at his chest, there was no more light in the secluded mansion, the originally shriveled chest looked even more hollow at this time, and the splendid dragon robe on his body was torn in the previous impact, like a few old rags hanging on his body.

The connection between the secluded mansions is gone, and the tentacles that are firmly grasped on Tang Chun's chest are not visible to the naked eye, and they have been completely cut off.

"I'm really old, once a hundred years of condensation was used, I couldn't even kill a child who lacked God, and I was blocked by someone, and I saw through the method of seizing the house, and even cut off my way to the samut, Li Rui, you are too weak now."

Bai Jiu stood up from the corner, but now he was extremely weak, and he could only lean against the wall with difficulty, trying to prevent himself from fainting.

At the previous critical moment, he once again touched the ocean in the small world of his body, but what he didn't expect was that it was completely different from the previous calm, and the ocean was unexpectedly violent and huge, as if something was rolling excitedly at the bottom of the sea.

For the comprehension of landscape paintings, today's Bai Jiu is far from enough, and he forcibly uses all the true qi in his body to use the high mountain style, and now he has no strength, and he no longer has the slightest true qi, so he can continue.

The old man's expression returned to calm, and even his face began to soften, he looked at Bai Jiu, and said softly: "As a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, you are an excellent young man. I even had a plan to take you as a disciple after I took it, and take you to see the scenery that I had never seen before. But what I didn't expect was that you gave me too many surprises, and I didn't want to do this, but if I want to live, this should be my last resort. ”

After speaking, his gaze fell downward and fell on the unconscious Tang Chun.

"A hundred years of struggling on the edge of life and death, I may die at any time, no matter how powerful a cultivator is, it is impossible for a hundred years without eating, so now I have to eat something."

His tone was gentle and calm, but it was extremely cold and calm in Bai Jiu's ears.

Bai Jiu's face suddenly turned pale, and the old man began to seize the house and tell about his murder from the beginning, so that the two of them were dealing with it, completely forgetting what he had seen and experienced outside the main hall.

Three hundred Deadpools have become human puppets, killing people only to take hearts, then someone must die, someone has succeeded, so where did those hearts go?

His gaze turned to the old man's side, and he saw that there were a lot of blood stains scattered on the white bones, and there were countless imperceptible traces on the white bones, as if they had been bitten by animals.

He forgot that he really forgot that the method of the Xuanyin Sect being called the Demon Sect was not only a seizure, but what was first angered by the people of the world was the gluttonous method that devoured the flesh and blood of cultivators.

Even if he didn't have too much fear of that kind of picture because he had seen the blood of Qingshan, but when he thought that this thin old man would eat Tang Chun bite by bite later, and he had no choice at all, the fear and despair in his heart became more and more intense.

Perhaps because he wanted to overcome the fear in his heart, Bai Jiu looked at the old man and said in a calm tone: "I don't understand, why a person like his predecessors, who is infinitely admired by the world, will also go astray, you have everything in the world, isn't it enough?" ”

The old man glanced at him and said with a gentle expression, "Because I'm afraid of death." ”

Bai Jiu frowned, and asked with a puzzled expression: "A hundred years ago, the Tang Dynasty was the strongest empire in the world, and it was also the dynasty with the most extensive territory. The Xuanyin Sect, which is known as the most secret and darkest sect in the world, is not also destroyed under the iron cavalry of the Tang Dynasty? Strength is the first, the power is the first, there is no opponent except the east wind at that time, what is such a person afraid of? ”

The old man was silent for a long time, and without a trace of expression appeared on his thin cheeks, he said indifferently: "When you take this step, you will understand that the most terrifying thing in the world is not the human heart, but the sky above your head. If you can't become an immortal, there will still be a time when you die, and then everything will turn into nothingness, what's the point? If you can't escape the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, you can't jump out of the Six Realms, you and I will still be the same after all, and we will turn into dust. ”

"People survive, some people want to go through a storm, I was young and enthusiastic at that time, and I also thought about these, but not now, now I just want to live with the sky."

As the words fell, the old man looked at Tang Chun under him expressionlessly, then picked up one of his arms, lowered his head and bit it, then swung his head from side to side, and with difficulty tore off a piece of flesh and blood and swallowed it into his abdomen, swallowing it directly without chewing.

Fresh human flesh is tough to chew, especially for an old man without teeth. Perhaps for this reason, or perhaps for other reasons, the old man did not chew, but swallowed directly. There was not the slightest expression on his face, and his sunken eyes were like a deep pool.

In the next short time, the old man's sunken eye sockets gradually became more energetic, his thin and shriveled cheeks gradually plumped, and the rich vitality gradually appeared on his thin face.

He stretched out a hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression remained unchanged.

Looking at this scene, Bai Jiu felt a chill in his body, and he didn't know how to express it.

The old man looked at the mutilated flesh on his arm, and instead of continuing to speak, his gaze turned to Bai Jiu.

"This is the first time I've eaten fresh human flesh, and if I were a beast, I'd chew it carefully to taste it. However, as a human being, I will never taste such a taste. ”

Bai Jiu asked, "What is the difference between you and a beast now?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head bitterly, and did not continue to speak. His gaze continued to fall on the bloody arm.

However, just as he was about to pick up the arm and prepare to bite it again, blood suddenly flowed from the corner of the old man's mouth.

It was not left by Fang Cai's biting of flesh, let alone the remnants of Fang Cai's mouth, so the old man was a little puzzled, he reached out and wiped his lips, and found that the blood was actually black.

There was a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, obviously the blood had a slightly sweet feeling before, a bit like rust, but why did it look like a bad bitter gourd now.

The smell became more and more unbearable, like rotten melons and fruits, but the smell persisted for a long time.

The old man became more and more disgusted by this smell, and was infinitely tormented, and felt a pang of boredom in his chest.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The color of the blood was black, and it was extremely viscous, like the bottom of the oil in a stove that has been seen for many years.

No matter how thin the old man is, how cold and ghostly he is, even if he has been imprisoned here for a hundred years, until now, as long as he is still a person, then normal blood must not be like this.

The old man looked around suspiciously, and then his gaze fell on the flesh in front of him.

He was sure he was poisoned, but when?

He struggled to remember when he had been injured, and when these two juniors had injured him.

Since there was no wound, there must have been some other way to send poison into his body.

Then he saw what was in front of him, and he saw the wound on Tang Chun's body that had just been bitten by himself.

"Jade Guanyin!"

............

There are two things that make people feel palpitations in the Tang Sect, one is a secret weapon, and the other is poison.

Tang Chun said that he was the tenth generation of Tang disciples, and Tang Chun said that Tang Huaiyi was his ancestor.

Tang Chun is a very smart person, he reads through the Taoist collection, reads poetry and books, and is much stronger than Bai Jiu in some fields. Because the Xifeng Chen family has only one martial tower, while the Qingfeng Yuan has countless library buildings.

Many times, Tang Chun shows that he is an upright reader, who knows right from wrong, knows good and evil, and thus is above board. He's a good senior, but he's also a very strong practitioner. He was a very hard-working scholar, but he was also the only living disciple of the Tang Sect.

The secret weapons and poisons of the Tang Sect have never been bright and upright, but the heyday of the Tang Sect was because of the master named Tang Huaiyi, who was unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness.

Tang Chun is very similar to Tang Huaiyi.

His background has always been a secret, he doesn't know how long he has been alone, until now, he finally knows the reason for everything.

His name is Tang Chun, and in ancient times there was a big chun, with 8,000 years old as spring and 8,000 years old as autumn.