In the quiet stone room, Chu Weiyang sat cross-legged in the center.

With the long, continuous breathing sound like a ghostly wind, the jade fire and the black light water hung behind him, and the spiritual light suddenly rose, and the waves and fireworks were intertwined, half cold, half hot.

Between the interweaving of water and fire, the emerald and black aura swirled along the mana, intertwining with each other in the hanging light, at first glance, it was almost like a heterochromatic Taiji yin and yang fish picture.

But when you look closely, the heterochromatic Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish Diagram is not a pure spiritual color.

In the colorful aura, there was already a dim crimson color, and the dark color did not condense in the water and fire, but followed the turbulent intertwining and swirling water and fire, and the faint spread out little by little, as if it was a natural change.

The faint crimson color that spread out was then extended in the water and fire, and little by little it was pulled into slender silk threads and lines, and in time, with the subtle changes of the momentum of water and fire, or turned, or deviated, gradually, it appeared into an iron painting silver hook, winding seal pattern.

Looking at Chu Weiyang who was sitting in front of this heterochromatic Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish Diagram, the thin figure of the Taoist was wrapped in a wide robe, and his loose hair was hunting in the wind that swirled around the water and fire.

This scene clearly shows the momentum of the Yuanmen monks who have reached a certain level of cultivation and carry away the mana and boil the mana.

In the wanton prestige, it is full of the tyrannical connotation of Yuanmen, but under the slight appearance of the Xuan family, there are especially some weird but harmonious smelting in a furnace, which becomes more and more strange and unique.

But at this time, Chu Weiyang was immersed in his own cultivation, and he had no room to appreciate such a unique beauty.

For Lao Wang and the other five people, these majestic and unique beauty were all at the cost of their mana drying up one after another in the past few days, the feeling of emptiness that originated from the hundreds of bones of their limbs, and the pain that originated from the Sanyuan dantian tormented their spirits.

If this is some magnificent flower, it has been watered by their blood.

Because of this, there is no need to appreciate, and there is no mood for appreciation.

In the blink of an eye, the five people who were also sitting paralyzed against the stone wall, suddenly, three of them made a throbbing sound in their mouths, and the faint blood flame that appeared in their hands suddenly collapsed in the swaying wind.

Immediately afterward, the three of them seemed to be suffering some kind of intense pain.

It's not a sudden fall to the side.

Instead, after gradually curling up and getting up, with some convulsions and spasms, he slowly reclined on the ground against the stone wall a little weakly.

Immediately after, not too long had passed, and as the blood flames swaying in the palms of the last two people also collapsed in the fierce wind that swirled into a fierce momentum, in the same place, Chu Weiyang opened his eyes with some unfinished eyes.

This is the joy of cultivation, the grace of entering into the meditation and boiling, and the harmony of unifying life, and then going to the next level, gradually entering the better state of intoxication.

How Chu Weiyang hopes that such a cultivation process can continue day and night.

Unfortunately, there will be a time when manpower will run out.

At this moment, Chu Weiyang raised his hand to restrain the scorching water and fire swirling behind him, opened his eyes that swirled with ghostly light, and looked at the stone wall in front of him.

There were already four people lying on the ground, only Lao Wang, who was born in the Dan Sect, fortunately, still had half of the heels of the Holy Land Great Sect, and the background was thicker, and at this time he was still leaning on the stone wall with a tired face, his face was pale and bloodless.

seemed to notice Chu Weiyang's gaze, the young man clearly didn't say anything, not even a word sounded, but in the same place, the old Wang was obviously tired and didn't even want to twitch his fingers, but at this moment, under Chu Weiyang's gaze, he shuddered.

Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of turbid breath came out of his throat with difficulty, Lao Wang seemed to be trembling and suddenly mustering up his courage, he looked at Chu Weiyang, and when he spoke, his voice was clearly but still trembling.

"Dao Ye! I mean, Dao Ye! This is how it is practiced

If you go down, you won't be able to!"

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang's gaze, which had already moved away, suddenly fell on Lao Wang's body.

The person who was already trembling suddenly shuddered again.

Seeing this person's situation, Chu Weiyang just glanced at it with a smile.

"What are you afraid of, Poor Dao has already said that your mana has such an effect, naturally it is difficult to die, what do you want to say, just say it."

Hearing this, Lao Wang grinned as if he wanted to laugh, but his face was twisted, and the wrinkles were almost piled together, far more ugly than crying.

"Dao Master, we are all bloody Dao monks, and our cultivation is the realm, mana, etc., all of which are based on the demon veins that are refined into the qi and blood, and even in other words, the demon veins are mana, and the mana is the demon veins.

But how can such a practice be achieved now? Every time the Dao Master refines the Fa, we are exhausted of mana, and before we can recover much, we will go back and forth again, and if the mana is lost, it will be the backlash of the bloody Dao Law, at that time, life is better than death, and the Dao Master's refining will not be successful."

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang nodded clearly.

He had seen those bloody cultivators whose demon veins had dried up with his own eyes, regardless of their combat strength, he could only say that the hideousness and madness of that kind of person's expression were rare in ordinary times.

If it weren't for some long period of painful torture, it would not have taught a monk with mana to be in such a state of madness.

Kill the goose that lays the golden egg?

He doesn't want to fish with all his might.

It's best to be sustainable.

However, Xu is just beginning to refine the Fa with the power of the Blood Demon Dao, and the rapid entry of the realm almost taught Chu Weiyang to linger in it for the past few days, becoming more and more immersed, the fault was that a few people were violently shocked as early as the beginning, Xu is these five people had already complained bitterly.

But Rao is like this, and Lao Wang said such words to himself in shock and fear.

It is enough to prove that these five people are unsustainable.

As soon as he thought of this, when Chu Weiyang turned his hand, he handed a wooden barrel and a fishing rod to Lao Wang.

"What you said, how can the poor path not have foresight, these days while cultivating the Fa, why do the poor paths teach you to open up the underground river under the mountain rocks? The dark river is narrow, and it is impossible to get through people.

But now that the tide of demon beasts is surging, it is inevitable that there will be demon beasts that can't touch the north and south, east and west through the undercurrent to swim in, you go fishing by yourself, how many krakens are hoisted, and the poor Dao personally condenses the blood element for you and replenishes the power of the demon veins!"

Hearing Chu Weiyang's words, in the same place, Lao Wang looked at the wooden barrel and fishing rod in front of him, and then looked up at Chu Weiyang's hazy silhouette.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to tell Chu Weiyang that the cultivation of the Blood Demon Dao was not such a child's play, and the demon veins were also divided into species, and there were even more differences in ranks.

After a long time, not to mention that the door to a higher realm is completely closed, teaching people to be shackled in the realm of the Qi refining period; It is because of the complexity of this demon vein, it is also very likely that the cultivation realm will decline and regress.

However, these words only came to Lao Wang's mouth, and he suddenly taught him to pause, and he couldn't pronounce a single word.

Even if he and Chu Weiyang made all these words clear, what use would it be? Could it be that in the trap of such demons, there is any further hope for himself and others?

It's nothing more than that the knife has never been so sharp, so fast as death in an instant, the sharp knife is just scattered in the years, the blunt knife cuts the flesh, and the source of human vitality is just worn away little by little.

In the end, they still have to die, since they fell into the hands of Chu Weiyang, they have no cultivation to enter the realm, and there is no way forward.

It's just that in the past few days, Lao Wang still has something in his heart

It's just an unwilling delusion.

Or, he has already recognized the status quo, but he is just deceiving himself and unwilling to admit it.

It wasn't until these words finally reached the point of announcing them that he had to recognize this situation in front of Chu Weiyang's famous name.

It's long overdue.

As soon as he thought of this, Lao Wang pursed his mouth tightly.

After recognizing his own situation like this, he thought about it again, and there was a way to make up for the power of his demon vein, but it really had to be regarded as Chu Weiyang's mercy and kindness here, and it was better than being completely inhuman in the midst of long-term pain and torture, and then dying of death.

Such thoughts were circling around, and for no reason, Lao Wang's heart actually gave birth to some touches that taught him gratuitous resentment and shame - inexplicable gratitude for Chu Weiyang's actions.

So, he pursed his lips tightly, and after the originally lengthy words, he pressed some kind of almost complex sigh in his heart.

In the past few days, I don't know how many times, the boundless remorse surged into Lao Wang's heart.

I knew that there was today, what would I do to provoke this evil star!

But time can't be turned back, and even this kind of remorseful emotion, Lao Wang can only be silent, pursed his mouth, and swallowed little by little.

So, under Chu Weiyang's gaze that seemed to contain real strength, he first leaned against the stone wall with difficulty, slowly stood up, and then slowly bent down, lifted the barrel and fishing rod, and then rubbed against the stone wall, limping and walking towards the stone outside, step by step, in the direction of the underground dark river.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang just watched all this quietly, until Lao Wang's figure disappeared under the gaze of Chu Weiyang's vision, and then glanced at the four people lying on the ground and had fallen into a coma, Chu Weiyang turned his hand and pinched the snail shell on his fingertips.

If it is watched for a long time, it will not take time, Chu Weiyang will also trigger the jade fire to calcine the surface of the snail shell, but it can be said that it will trigger any spiritual light, and even the mottled traces on the surface of the snail shell have not been shaken in the slightest.

At the same time, the voices of Chun Yuzhi and Zhong Chaoyuan also resounded in Chu Weiyang's mind one after another, but in the end, there was no conclusion at all.

No one could figure out what the Great Elder of the Hate Palace had sent this snail shell for.

"Inexplicable!"

Shaking his hand, he thought about it, Chu Weiyang never threw it away, or put it in Qiankun's pocket.