"Isn't this old thing really ill-intentioned, using this spirit transformation technique to calculate against me?"

Su Hong was extremely anxious in his heart, he wasn't sure if the old guy Lonely Impermanence had cheated him, or if something had happened to the spirit itself.

When the flames almost completely submerged Su Hong, he stood up and wanted to rush out of the sea of fire to see what was going on, but then he gave up this idea, because this sea of fire was burning in the entire world of consciousness.

Silence looked at Su Hong's body sitting on the rock, drops of black sweat continued to fall on his forehead, and in the Youlan space, his illusory figure moved his lips slightly, and muttered to himself: "There are still ten breaths, it seems that I should really thank this son for asking the lost ancestor for giving me such a generous gift." “

When Su Hong's handsome face distorted, Silence smiled and hurriedly recited the last mantra.

"With the qi from the east, condense to the bones of yin, and enter the Tao with demons. Silence accentuated his voice as he read the path of the demon.

In Su Hong's consciousness world, when the sea of fire was about to completely submerge him, the mantra of impermanence was like a thunder falling from the sky, and the sea of fire around him exploded in all directions.

And Su Hong's body crossed his knees outside the cave, involuntarily raised his two fingers, and quickly pointed at the nine acupuncture points around his body.

At the end of the day, countless black gases slowly rose from the surface of the sea in the North Sea in the east, and then spread towards the cave that was shining with fire at an extremely fast speed.

This gas seemed to have a sanity in the sky above the North Sea, and in the blink of an eye, it covered Su Hong, who was sitting on the mountain rock outside the cave.

Su Hong, who was sitting cross-legged on the rock, the flames that were originally burning in his eyes slowly extinguished at this moment, and were gradually replaced by black, and his eyelids slowly closed.

In the early morning of the next day, although it did not rain and snow as usual, the Yue country in winter was still very cold, even the Penglai Sect on the giant peak would not be an exception.

Three years ago, when Su Hong first entered the Penglai Sect, there was an old man standing at this moment.

The old man was dressed in a black robe, and his middle-parted white hair was draped over his shoulders.

After a long time, he sighed lightly and raised his steps to walk up the steps of the Sect Master's Hall.

After a while, the old man came to the door engraved with the three big characters of "Sect Master Hall" and stopped, he looked up at the three big characters on the door plaque, and his face showed a trace of incomprehensible complexity.

The Sect Master Hall is the residence of the Sect Master Wu Dijian, and the walls of the entire hall are covered with countless high-grade spirit stones, which can be said to be the most luxurious place in the entire Penglai Sect.

Whoever walks into this hall will immediately feel as if bathed in the Immortal Spring Yao Pool, which makes people unable to extricate themselves.

But the people who can be qualified to enter here, in addition to the sect leader Wu Dijian himself, there is also this old man, Ye Tian's master, the great elder of the Penglai Sect, Dao Hai.

On the wall of the private room in the hall, there is a pattern of a white tiger carved, the white tiger four steps on the mountain peak, the eyes show a fierce light, open the mouth to look up at the sky.

If you look closely at the left eye of the white tiger pattern, it seems to be much smoother than the right eye, like a button that has been touched for a long time.

Daohai stretched out his hand and pressed the left eye of the white tiger, and the wall of this pattern opened upwards with a "bang", revealing a secret room lit with countless white wax inside.

In the center of the chamber was a black coffin, the lid of which had long been lifted, and placed on two stone benches on the side, on which were placed three fist-sized objects.

The three clusters are different in color, brown, red, and the third is very similar to the color of water.

In the midst of the coffin, there was a young man of about twenty-three or fourteen years old, his eyes were closed, his face was extremely pale, and he was lying motionless in the coffin like a dead man.

Next to the coffin, there was a middle-aged man with long hair and a shawl, wearing a black robe, and his originally majestic face became extremely sad when he stared at the person lying in the coffin.

If you look closely, the appearance of this middle-aged man is actually eighty percent similar to the young man lying in the coffin.

This person is the sect master of Penglai Sect, Wu Enemy Sword, and one of the only four Yuan infant masters in Yue Kingdom.

Dao Hai stood at the door of the secret room, he didn't step forward, nor did he say anything, just looked at Wu Dijian's back and kept shaking his head and sighing.

The air seemed to stop circulating in this secret room, and after a long time, Wu Dijian grabbed the edge of the coffin with both hands, and big tears continued to drip down the faces of the young man in the coffin.

"It's been one hundred and twenty years, Ping'er has been a full hundred and twenty years since you failed to build a foundation in your tunnel, it's all my father's fault, and the bullshit foundation building secret method brought back from the Ancient Transformation Sect ......of the Heavenly Spirit Kingdom has caused you to live and die. Wu Dijian grabbed the hand on the edge of the coffin, his nails sank deep into the coffin, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth kept murmuring.

After a long time, he let go of his right hand that had sunk his nails into the coffin, and grabbed the three-colored object on the coffin lid in the air, only to see that the three-colored object was grabbed by Wu Enemy's sword in the blink of an eye.

"Ping'er, look, open my eyes for me, this is, wood, water, fire, and three-color Dao platform, which is a Dao platform dug out from the body of the fifty-six disciples in the sect from the moment when their condensation Qi Great Perfection Dao Platform was solidified for my father in the past hundred years. Wu Dijian grabbed the collar of the young man in the coffin, and his expression was almost mad.

"It's just a pity, the only thing missing here is the earthy Dao platform, otherwise, with the golden Dao platform in your body, the father can use the forbidden technique to let you fuse the other four sitting dao platforms, so that you can achieve the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, and this forbidden technique will wake you up ....... Wu Dijian said at the end, and the hands that grabbed the young man's collar kept trembling.

"Dao Hai, are you sure that the disciple you accepted three years ago may have condensed into an earthy Dao platform?" After a few dozen breaths, Wu Dijian's mind calmed down, and he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Seventy percent sure. Dao Hai in front of the door of the secret room nodded and continued: "Ye Tian's son, his qualifications are average, but he has been pampered since he was a child, as long as he is allowed to experience a bloody and cruel baptism in the four blood trials, with this character, he will definitely lose his nature in this trial and escape into the demon path." “

After listening to Daohai's narration, Wu Dijian's eyes were ruthless, and he said: "He alone is not enough, pass the order, all the blue-clothed, miscellaneous servants, and low-level disciples will go to the four islands of Penglai to retreat for four years after ten days." “

"Over the years, I have never restrained the disciples of these two districts, let them kill each other, thinking that these people's minds have long been distorted, at this time give them a large number of exercises and pills, if any of them can survive the trial, maybe there is a possibility of escaping into the demon path, so the probability of condensing that earth-like Dao platform is extremely high. Wu Dijian put his cheek close to the cold face of the young man in the coffin, and said to Dao Hai at the door of the secret room.

Dao Hai opened his mouth, as if he wanted to persuade Wu Dijian not to continue, but he didn't say his words, because he understood that the sect master had already escaped into the demon in order to revive his son Wu Ping, so he could only shake his head and sigh, turn around and walk out of the secret room.

With the fifth day after he walked out, the entire Penglai Sect's outer gate and the low-cost disciples in the miscellaneous service area had already boiled over.

Because on the day Dao Hai walked out of the Sect Master's Hall, he passed an order to the four deputy elders to give all the low-level disciples in the Zuwai Gate and Miscellaneous Servants area enough exercises and pills to cultivate.

If any of them could raise their cultivation to the sixth level or higher, they would be able to participate in the four blood training after four years.

If any of them could get out of the trial alive, then no matter whether their cultivation had reached the ninth level of Qi Condensation or not, they could all be promoted to a small number of black-clothed core disciples, and the Great Elder Dao Hai would personally accept them as disciples and teach the foundation building exercises.

Such an order reached the ears of the disciples in the repressed miscellaneous area, and they were crazy about it, you must know that these people have always been bullied by the blue-clothed disciples of the outer gate, and some people in this area even killed Zhao Gui and Zhou Lin and other blue-clothed disciples in their hearts from the moment they heard the news.

The same is true in the outer gate, although the white-clothed disciples rarely poison the basket-clothed disciples, but they are also called all the year round, and for these basket-clothed disciples who have gone all the way from miscellaneous labor, their hearts have long been distorted, this is more serious than the bullying of direct attack.