Zhu Yuan's reaction surprised Gu Xiao.

This guy doesn't shout and kill when he sees himself? There is no need for the so-called disintegration of Dafa and his own end.

After a closer look, Zhu Yuan turned out to be a waste.

"You?" Gu Xiao was surprised, he couldn't imagine what it was like for a person to fall from the clouds without internal strength, I was afraid it would be uncomfortable.

"Don't do anything to you and me, if you want to kill me, please take down this big head, move quickly, and don't disturb the students." Zhu Yuan was a little impatient.

Although the past has been put down, when he saw the enemy of the year, An Neng had a good face.

"No, this seat will not make a move on you, it will be the same from beginning to end, Master's death is just an accident, this time I just came to visit Xu Xuan."

Zhu Yuan didn't know what to think, a strange smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Then you go, the school is a quiet place, and outsiders are not allowed to come in." ”

Gu Xiao didn't leave in a hurry, but asked, "Xu Xuan is really as powerful as rumored?" ”

"Most of them are just false rumors, ordinary great masters."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Xiao disappeared here.

But he didn't immediately look for Xu Xuan, but turned into an ordinary scholar and settled down in the city.

Zhu Yuan told Kou Zhen the information, and Kou Zhen and the others strengthened their guards, but they never saw Gu Xiao coming.

In this way, half a year passed.

In the mirror.

A dark and deep mountain stream.

The clouds are steaming and the springs are surging, and the moss is yellow and the leaves are yellow.

On the shore stands a dark red stilted building, three feet above the ground, with eerie red lanterns hanging from the eaves.

The woods were surrounded by a thick mist, as if ghostly shadows.

Inside the house, you will be greeted by a huge Tai Chi pattern.

The woman in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged and exhaled yin qi with her breath.

In front of her, there were three men and one woman, all about seven or eight years old, who were learning to meditate in style.

For a long time, Hong Xiangling put away the exercises, walked back and forth, and instructed everyone.

This was the first step in the creation of a sect.

Since the Mirror Immortal rewarded the exercises, Hong Xiangling resolutely turned to the path of the Yin Soul, these people are the good seedlings she found from the people, and they will be cultivated as the first generation of disciples.

As time passed, she believed that the Yinshan faction would definitely grow.

In the end, if it can annex Xuanjing Mountain, it will become a great force that rules tens of millions of people.

That's what she's going to do next.

There is no future for robbery, and it is too stupid to be a businessman.

The immortal cultivation world still relies on power and background.

If you have a huge sect behind you, then the tolerance for doing things will be very high, and you will be allowed to fail once or twice.

If the sect is inherited, there will be a steady stream of newcomers to expand the sect in the future.

This is the meaning of the existence of the sect, of course, the heirs must be selected strictly, if the door is not right, it is to raise tigers.

The real world.

At night, the stars shine brightly.

The wind gusted in the bamboo forest, and the faint green mist filled the surrounding of the Wutong Cave.

Ten altars similar to pavilions outside the cave are placed with a terracotta warrior and horse warriors each.

The terracotta warriors and horses are painted with cinnabar runes, slowly absorbing the yin energy of the outside world.

In the sky of Wutong Cave, Xu Xuan has a talisman painted on his body, and next to him is the Yin God Law Seal.

He was practicing the method of soul searching.

If this method is successfully refined, there is no need to bother to extort a confession in the future, and you have to worry about whether the other party has concealed the key points.

The technique of soul searching is much simpler, directly casting magical powers and reading the other party's memories.

I don't know how long it took, Xu Xuan opened his eyes, and a fine light flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

Standing up and stretching, he took out a large black jar from his storage bag, which contained something resembling black mud.

Pouring the black mud on the ground, suddenly, the divine seal emitted light, and countless ghost heads poured out, frantically gnawing on the mud like tadpoles.

At this moment, the Wutong Cave became eerie and terrifying, like a hell in the underworld.

Torture ghosts to summon gods, and travel clouds and rain.

The martial arts of the world are completely incomparable in the face of mysterious and unpredictable spells.

They are growing, and their internal strength is improving.

But their growth rate is not at all comparable to the speed at which they become stronger.

Unlike martial artists who were good at relying on internal strength and physical fitness, Xu Xuan often only needed to learn a new spell to restrain them from years of penance.

Prison.

The deepest iron prison, the prison doors, and the chains are all refined iron.

Several ragged men were held in separate rooms.

They lowered their heads, their breath dying, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside.

When everyone looked up, it turned out to be a young man, and the person next to him was Kou Zhen.

"Zhenjun, this is the master of the Tang Kingdom." Kou Zhen pointed to a few people and said.

Hearing this, everyone raised their heads and stared at Xu Xuan's face, with a hint of shock in their hateful eyes.

coincidentally shocked Xu Xuan's youth.

Why is there such a young great master in the world?

The young man on the far right looked up, his eyes as sharp as a sword in the dim light.

Jian Tang sneered: "Xu Xuan, you have done a lot of evil, you have already lost the support of the people, and it is only a matter of destruction. ”

"Haha, exactly, Lao Tzu is waiting for you below." The other laughed cruelly.

Recently, many masters of the family have been put into an iron prison, and they also know the evil deeds of Taoism, in their opinion, under the opposition of the whole world, Taoism will be difficult, and it will end after a short period of glory.

"The hearts of the people? What is that? Let's take you first......" Xu Xuan chuckled, came to Jiantang's side, turned his right hand into a claw, and buckled it fiercely on Jiantang's head.

"Uhhh

Jian Tang screamed in pain, and his muscles bulged.

The screams were so terrible that everyone felt as if they were in hell, and their hairs rose instantly.

At the same time, streams of memories surfaced in Xu Xuan's mind.

It's like a movie, but it's obviously a multiple, and the memory is flowing fast, and it won't follow its own command.

Soon, Jiantang died suddenly.

Xu Xuan let go and looked at the somewhat dark palm.

"The proficiency level of entry is still not good, and the efficiency of obtaining information is too slow."

But then again, he became more and more like a demon cultivator.

Subsequently, Xu Xuan released a demon in the divine seal.

The hideous ghost head, with a dark green glow in his eyes, opened his pitch-black mouth and frantically devoured the flesh and blood of the Sword Hall.

The white-clad swordsman died like this.

The pride of the rivers and lakes, the chivalrous romance will no longer exist, and it will be replaced by Taoism and metaphysics.

"This ......"

"Ghosts?"

The worldview of the people is close to collapsing.

Martial arts masters have never seen ghosts, and even they are faintly afraid of ghosts in their hearts, but now that they see real ghosts, they really live up to expectations, and they are also afraid of this thing.

It's hard to believe that there are ghosts in the world.

Popular Hearts?

In the face of ghosts and gods, does the people's heart still matter? Just cover the world with mana.

For a while, the masters of the family were desperate.

What else in the world can subdue this man?

Only when the two realms of good and evil are united, and there must be the consciousness of thousands of dead and ten thousand people, can this person be taken down and open peace for all generations.

"Ahh

"Spare your life!!"

For the next few days, screams of pain continued to be heard from inside the prison.

Taoism has always had rules for killing people, and if you don't have a direct or indirect blood debt, you won't come to this prison.

But as a full-time martial arts master, they drink a lot of wine and eat meat, and spend a lot of money in restaurants, where does the money come from?

The world is balanced, and some people enjoy luxury, and some people must suffer because of it.

Come here and prove that they are guilty.

Soon, another few months passed, the cell was emptied, and Xu Xuan's soul searching technique also entered Xiaocheng.

After that, Xu Xuan returned to the mountain to cultivate.

On the one hand, he practiced the fundamental exercises, and on the other hand, he received a steady stream of supplies.

Outside the plane tree, the terracotta warriors and horses absorb yin qi, and white candles are lit in front of them.

The gods eat incense and fire ghosts eat candles, and this is done to stimulate the spirituality of the terracotta warriors.

Inside the cave, Xu Xuan is refining the gold edge on a black background, and a small triangular order flag with the word "yin" is written on it.

Essence blood painting talisman, true qi refiner.

The mountains are getting more and more eerie.

At this time, the dark shadow in the night flashed away, and came to the outside of the iron bamboo forest?

The moment the figure entered the bamboo forest, Xu Xuan opened his eyes.

"Huh? Got a master? Such a strong fluctuation, could it be the Great Grandmaster? Well, I'm finally alive. ”

Xu Xuan's heart moved, and he let go of the bamboo forest formation.

Cold......

The moment Gu Xiao came in, the first feeling was cold.

The neighborhood is quiet and silent.

(End of chapter)