As the silver moon rose, the villagers almost all shrank into their houses around the fireplace.

At the entrance of the village, a Taoist walked into the village slowly, he looked thin, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, his face was a little yellow, sickly, as if he was about to fall down when the cold wind blew.

He was thinly dressed, and at this time he shivered, untied a purple-black gourd on his waist, poured two mouthfuls into his mouth, smacked his lips, shook his head, and groaned: "If you don't get on the list, you will be ......fluent in the next year."

......

Hu Mansion.

The black-robed young man's blood was churning, his fists clenched, and he felt an unprecedented crisis.

"Young people can see through the true body of this demon, but they have a bit of eyesight, it seems that the inheritance is not a nameless person, say your teacher, this demon does not kill nameless ghosts. ”

The little boy spoke, but it was the voice of a middle-aged man, he stood with his hands in his hands, his miserable green eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he looked strange and infiltrating.

"It's really, Demon Clan!"

Old Man Hu's body shook, his face was as pale as paper, and the young couple stepped forward to support him, tears could not stop flowing, and hissed: "Xiao'er, why is it innocent!

Hearing this, the little boy sneered: "It's a pity, you are not the time of the lunar year, the moon and the cloudy day, this kind of heavenly yin qi is exactly what this demon needs, possess you? Although this demon is born with a strong spirit, it is a pity that he lacks a spiritual exercise, otherwise he doesn't need to do it at all, but this illusion can bury all of you." ”

"Originally, I wanted to slowly extract the Heavenly Yin Qi, but now it seems that I can't delay it any longer, otherwise it will be troublesome to be intercepted by the group of miscellaneous hairs of the Xuantian Dao, contribute your blood and qi, with the help of your blood and qi, this demon will absorb all the remaining Heavenly Yin Qi in one fell swoop, and the third turn of the Dao Ji will have enough savings. ”

Call!

The little man's figure flashed as soon as he said that, he walked like a demon, a few flickering, he couldn't see the trajectory clearly, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the place three feet in front of the black-robed young man.

Demon Clan Body Method!

The black-robed young man was finally shocked, this is the body method, the body method that belongs to the demon clan.

Build a strong foundation! Forge the existence of the Dao Foundation!

This demon clan didn't bother to hide his cultivation at all, he shot directly, with a claw of thunder, the vitality of heaven and earth was oppressed, and he was about to penetrate the braincase of the black-robed young man.

Airplanes!

In an instant, a strange wave rose from the black-robed young man's body, and his body was like a willow, swaying lightly, and he couldn't hide between them.

Whew!

Although there was a slight difference between the two, there were still a few wisps of black that had been cut off by an invisible force and fell down.

Vitality!

The black-robed young man's face lost its color in an instant, with his qi and blood, it was too difficult to perform this willow catkins technique, even if it was only a third-rate martial art, it was not something he could easily perform now.

Of course, he is also a little remorseful now, originally just for experience, to see the sinister rivers and lakes, three religions and nine streams, how do you know that this battle will encounter such an opponent, the demon clan that built the foundation, the character who cast the Daoji, in the strict hierarchy of the demon clan, is higher than the ordinary demon Ding, and already belongs to the strong man of the demon soldier.

"Liu Fu body method, it turned out to be a disciple of the Qingyan Sect, a third-rate sect in Yunzhou District, even if your sect master is there in person, he can't stop the way of this demon!"

Call!

The little boy shot again, this time the action was faster, and even faintly left an afterimage in the same place, his miserable green eyes were hideous, and his beard suddenly turned into more than a dozen pairs, and his cold gaze was frightening, and the chill seeped into his bones.

This kind of demon clan body method is too terrifying, accompanied by an eerie cold current, it is the own vitality that belongs to this demon, full of a cold aura that seems to freeze people's hearts and shatter the will of war.

It's so fast!

This time, the black-robed young man completely changed color, even if this demon clan was possessed, the degree was far beyond his imagination, and his eyes couldn't keep up at all, let alone dodge.

In a snap of his fingers, his scalp was numb, and five sharp wisps of sharp qi pierced down, his eyes were dark, and his heartbeat seemed to stop at this moment.

Boom!

A muffled sound, like the beating of a war drum.

"How daring!"

There was no darkness as imagined, the strong wind was blowing, and with the angry cold drink of the demon clan, the black-robed young man felt his arm tighten, and a strong pull threw him far backwards.

Dressed in a clean dark cyan cloth robe, a young man who looks a little delicate, with a tall posture, although he is not handsome, but standing in front of everyone at this time, he has an indescribable temperament.

"It's you!"

The black-robed young man took a deep breath, he had also noticed the difference between this young man before, but he thought that at most he was between him and him, but now it is not right, this young man is afraid that he will be far ahead of him.

"The foundation building of my light smoke door is to deduce and popularize the foundation building work of the "Breeze Blowing Willow Gong", there are eight layers of exercises, but it is far from the ten layers of foundation building skills like Xuantian Dao "Xuantian Gong", and the seven-layer perfection can have the power of thousands of catties, and my light smoke door's "Breeze Blowing Willow Gong" The seventh-layer consummation only has a bit of divine form, only by breaking into the eighth layer, can it really be achieved, and beyond the strength of a thousand catties, I don't know how much skill this young man can have, but if he doesn't build a foundation, there is still little hope, although this demon clan has not succeeded in the third turn of the Daoji, but it is not comparable to those who have just entered the foundation to open the heavens......"

The black-robed young man was in a lot of thoughts, but he still couldn't see the slightest hope, but he didn't panic, his eyes became colder, from entering Zhongzhou to this Yunyang County, after separating from the master, he was ready to die in the world's Kyushu.

As a cultivator, how can you not fight!

It's just that he died in the hands of the demon clan, he was very unwilling, but in the face of such a strong enemy, he didn't have the qualifications to die.

Wang Qingyuan's eyes revealed an incomparably fierce battle intent, this was a catastrophe, but he still had a wish to fulfill, how could he fall here.

"Young man, I'm very curious, with such good skills at a young age, it is impossible for a small family to cultivate a disciple like you, is it a disciple of Xuantian Dao? No, Xuantian Dao has been respected for kendo recently, and there has not been any swordsman in the past two or three hundred years, who are you learning from? Okay, you don't need to say it, just try it!"

The little boy seemed to be talking to himself, his immature palm was raised, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a hideous smile, which revealed a vicissitudes, bloodthirstiness, and cruelty, and Wang Qingyuan saw more, and even saw it from beginning to end, it was just a kind of immaturity.

A little boy who has just turned three years old, should have had a carefree childhood, but now he is possessed like this, mentally damaged, and his body is eroded by demonic energy, even if he survives by luck, most of them are crippled, it is difficult to grow up like ordinary people, and he doesn't even know how many years he can live, for a newborn life that is not long in life, there is nothing more cruel than this.

Wang Qingyuan has a churning blood in his heart, this blood is like fire, burning the battle intent in his heart more and more fierce, condensed, belonging to the second level of "Time Knife" kung fu operation independently, reaching an unprecedented peak, his eyes even faintly shot a millimeter, seeing that the little boy frowned slightly, that gaze is too sharp, a young man has such a gaze, somewhat beyond his expectations.

In the Ancestral Divine Court.

The golden sun, which had been silent for many days, began to turn, and the sunlight sprinkled down, like a golden rain, illuminating the entire Divine Court Consciousness Sea.

A wave of enlightenment surged into Wang Qingyuan's heart, and along with his eyes, they were also slightly pale golden, making the demon clan can't help but have a strong disgust in his heart.

"Die!"

In an instant, the little boy moved, his whole figure was blurred, and he disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, around Wang Qingyuan, more than a dozen little boys appeared at the same time, each of which seemed to be real, and more than a dozen immature palm nails were very long, revealing sharpness, and a faint gray-blue aura appeared, falling towards the top of Wang Qingyuan.

Can't see through!

The black-robed young man clenched his fists, sweating profusely, his eyes were bloodshot, and the little boy had used real kung fu, he couldn't see through it, whether this was a body martial arts or a spiritual illusion.

Wang Qingyuan closed his eyes.

The mass grave was lit with phosphorus fires, and he stood among the white bones of Sensen, with a calm temperament and out of place.

Waiting to die?

Old Man Hu and the others sighed in their hearts, and several Jianghu guests finally sat down on the ground, and there was never a moment when they felt that death was so close to them.

Airplanes!

However, in just an instant, Wang Qingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling golden rays burst out at once, as if the rising sun of dawn dispelled the darkness, the clear qi rose, and the turbid qi sank.

A finger was raised, behind Wang Qingyuan, the air shook, and there was a manifestation of Tai Chi Yin and Yang, and the black and white brilliance was entangled, outlining an arc.

"Yin and Yang Vitality!" the black-robed young man's eyes shook violently.

Then, everyone saw that the finger that belonged to Wang Qingyuan suddenly became crystal red and bloody, it was the condensation of qi and blood, this finger was carved like a fire jade, and a scorching, righteous and bright breath flowed out.

As soon as this breath appeared, a major earthquake occurred in the entire mass grave, and around Wang Qingyuan, more than a dozen little boys screamed at the same time, making angry and corrupt sounds.

"Lingzhou, Yang Family Tianyang Gong, it's not right!"

The demon clan shouted angrily, but Wang Qingyuan's finger had already fallen, and as Wang Qingyuan's arm moved, more than a dozen afterimages were born in the snap of his fingers, and more than a dozen red and crystal blood qi burst out like arrows.

At this moment, in the eyes of the black-robed young man and even the little boy of the demon clan, it seemed that a round of sunrise jumped out of the horizon, and the turbidity and turbidity in the dark night all disappeared, and there was nothing to hide from the darkness and yin qi, and the sun was shining, and the world was full of vast vitality.

"True meaning!"

The little boy of the demon clan only had time to spit out two words, and more than ten blood qi seemed to cut through the entire world, piercing the little boys one by one, and finally fell on the third little boy in the east, there was a loud bang, and a real figure flew out, and the entire mass grave was completely destroyed, the sky was bright, it was a bright moon rising, and the cold moon was a little more angry in the eyes of Old Man Hu and others at this time.

"Kid!"

At this time, the young couple rushed forward and held the little boy in their arms, at this time, the little boy only had a faint breath, but the originally sharp nails were restored to their original shape, and the originally dark lips were also a little more bloody, and they didn't need to look to know that the demonic energy and spirit possessed by the demon clan were completely dispelled under Wang Qingyuan's finger.

His face was slightly pale, Wang Qingyuan stood still, and cast this finger, the consumption was too great, not only his blood, breaking his body and injuring the enemy in this way, just the power of one finger, it consumed nearly half, and the second spiritual power of "Time Knife" was also just merged with the golden sun in the divine court, and more than half of it was consumed.

At this moment, Wang Qingyuan noticed that the golden sun in the ancestral court had disappeared, and a kind of realization was born in his heart, and all kinds of tricks about the fingering of the "Ascending Sun Finger" were integrated, and there was a great power, which seemed to be imprinted in his spirit.

"That demon clan said, is it the true meaning? It is rumored that in the cultivation of the Jindan Dragon and Tiger Realm, people who set foot in the spiritual level will begin to comprehend the true meaning of the exercises, learn the law naturally, take the will of heaven, and brew their own Dao potential, but now I have comprehended the true meaning of this "Ascending Sun Finger", is that ......?"

"Seeds of Truth!"

Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath, whether it was the "Tao Sutra" Or in various Buddhist scriptures and Confucian volumes, there are some records, rumored, the seed of true intention is a seed of inheritance that belongs to the second order of martial arts can be condensed by the creator, if there is no seed of true intention, the practitioner needs to rely on his own understanding to understand the true meaning, which is no less than re-walking the road of the predecessors and sages to create martial arts, it is very difficult, and with the seed of true meaning is different, that is integrated into the spiritual comprehension of the martial artist, as long as the practitioner can touch the threshold of this exercise, he can integrate the seed of true intention, and initially master the artistic conception of this exercise。

At this time, Wang Qingyuan thought of the goose yellow dress, a woman who was not as beautiful as an ordinary woman in the world, a clansman of the Yang family in Lingzhou, and he suddenly felt that even if it was a chance meeting, according to the principle of reincarnation in Buddhism, this cause and effect was a bit big.

How rare the true meaning seed is, even if his crape myrtle peak was in the ruined crape myrtle pavilion five hundred years ago, it was only a "Starlight Sword Technique" taken away by Jin Guangfeng, and there was still a true meaning seed left.

A True Meaning Seed can be passed on up to three times.

"That demon clan, was killed?" the man Mao Jiu said, feeling a kind of joy for the rest of his life.

But soon he was wrong, because Wang Qingyuan's body was still tense, and he even raised one hand and fell on the handle of the knife behind his back.

"The number of the Yang family's Tianyang Gong, you are a disciple of the Yang family!"

In the messy room in front of him, the vicissitudes of middle-aged voice sounded again, but now it was full of thick jealousy.

Well?

The black-robed young man glanced at each other, how could the Yang family in Lingzhou have children in Zhongzhou? But thinking of Wang Qingyuan's age, such cultivation attainments, I am afraid that only the children of the top gate valves can be so outstanding.

"But it's a pity, you haven't built a foundation yet, if you build a foundation, even if it's just a new Dao foundation, you grasp the true meaning of this fingering, this demon turns around and leaves, there is no such opportunity now, wait......"

The cold air in the wing room was surging, even colder than before, and it was obvious that the one who was in the wing room now was where the true body of the demon clan was.

The voice of the demon clan stopped abruptly, and Wang Qingyuan moved his mental power, and looked around the corner, and after a few breaths, the black-robed young man and the others also noticed something strange, and there was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by the sound of nothingness, there was a slightly drunken taste.