Chapter 130: Gratitude and Resentment
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"Sect Master Winter Leisure has thought of a way?"
"Well, I have an idea, and I need to discuss with you whether it is feasible or not. ”
"Sect Master Winter Leisure, please speak. ”
"Why don't we hold a tournament and let the disciples go together to clean up the evil beasts, and at the same time, we have to give them the formation diagram of the multi-person killing formation, so that they can carefully ponder the usefulness of these killing formations. ”
"In the end, the winner of the competition, that is, the top three teams in terms of quantity and quality of hunting, our Donglai Dao Sect is willing to offer refining materials of equal value as prizes, what do you think?"
After the winter idle man finished speaking, the elders around him who were still refining gods said yes.
"Then let's do it!"
"Yes, our Hongyun Sect is also willing to provide prizes, as for now, do we still want to go back to the sect and bring the books related to the formation killing formation?"
"This ......"
There were a few elders who were a little hesitant, they were obviously unwilling to go back to the sect again, just to get the books related to the killing array, so that they would delay for less than seven days, and in this case, they were afraid that the disciples of their sect would encounter accidents, and no one would notice their danger.
The Winter Idler shook his head, disagreeing with his thoughts.
"There are only thirty-four of the killing formations that kill the evil beasts left in the world, and I think they are all in everyone's minds. ”
"All you have to do is draw these formations and give them to the children to learn, and you can guide them on the sidelines. ”
"It just so happens that we will look around again in the past three days, whether there are still fierce beasts that the children can't redeem, and by the way, take the disciples to teach them how to abandon the difference between the sects and work together in actual combat. ”
"What's more, our seventy-two sects are originally a whole. ”
"What the Sect Master of Winter Leisure said is true. ”
The other cultivators of the Void Realm who had given enough face to the winter idlers and dispersed to find the disciples of their sect and convey the news.
Mu Chen and Fu Yi were meditating and resting outside the tent, and the monks of the Cold Ice Pavilion were relatively close to them, so the tent of the Cold Ice Pavilion was not far from their tent, Bai Bing looked at him with a stupid expression, and he always felt beautiful in his heart.
Her brother looked disdainful of what she was doing and shook his head and left.
Today's battle has benefited Mu Chen a lot, and his swordsmanship has also improved a lot at this touching moment, although he is still worried about Jing Nu in his heart, but when the elders came back, they saw Jing Nu coming back intact, but her body was covered with blood, but he was also relieved.
Although I don't know where so many fierce beasts and demon beasts here come from, it seems that no matter how many evil beasts there are, there is nothing to be afraid of.
There are seventy-two sects guarding the thousands of Li people in the Shenzhou Continent, and the common people have no worries.
The night had already spread out, the sky seemed to have been rendered with ink, and the majestic mountain in front of him was like a giant, plunging its head straight into the night sky.
And underground, in the dilapidated space of the oldest monk's building, in the huge palace in the center, a middle-aged monk was lying on the ground with his breath very weak.
The corpses of fierce beasts and demon beasts were all around, and when the cultivators were freed, he and two other monks of the Illusory Sword Alliance were left behind by Yu Liunian.
And when the others left, they were blocked by the demon beasts, and these three cultivators of the Illusory Sword Alliance's Qi Refining and Transformation God Realm were completely left behind by Yu Liunian and abandoned in this deep valley cliff and countless evil beasts.
They could only keep fighting the beasts, and as the wounds on their bodies grew, more resentment gradually rose in their hearts.
"Why do you want to leave us underground?"
"We want to live too!"
These thoughts were left in their minds, and they had the idea of wanting to live, and they unexpectedly burst out with extremely powerful attack power.
But it's a pity that there are too many demon beasts left, and after the cave collapsed, all the evil beasts in the cave fell into this huge ancient monk's tomb-like pit.
One after another cultivator of the Illusory Sword Alliance's Qi Refining God Realm was torn apart by the fierce beast and turned into a pile of rotten meat.
Only he remained.
He lay limp on the ground, but when the last fierce beast pounced, he pierced the stomach of this fierce beast that had killed two Qi Refining God Realm cultivators in a row.
The stench of blood spilled on his face, and he could clearly feel the passage of life, his sword was much sharper than before, and the black aura representing resentment wrapped around his sword and invaded his body.
Suddenly, a black gas drilled through the ground, floating around the man, and gradually turned into a middle-aged man.
It's the one-eyed dragon that has been hiding here before.
The one-eyed dragon in black robes had already acted according to Wuyi's orders, and his figure appeared beside this disciple of the Illusory Sword Alliance out of thin air, and with a bend of his fingers, an incomparably pure aura of origin power was immediately injected into his body.
"What's your name?"
The one-eyed dragon asked.
"Name?"
"What's the point of you asking me my name now? I'm dying......
The man covered in blood sneered, his body was no longer able to move, and his body temperature was constantly decreasing.
"That's fine, think of it as a new birth, and then you can think of a new name for yourself. ”
"Trust me, you're not going to die. ”
Suddenly, the entire body of this Illusory Sword Alliance monk was wrapped in a layer of rich gray-black light, completely obscuring his figure, and he couldn't see anything inside from the outside.
The welcome of the unclothed and blue carp also appeared in the temple out of thin air, and the one-eyed dragon snorted coldly, shattering the phantom with one blow.
"Stinky boy, don't think you can spy on me. ”
Next, the one-eyed dragon's gaze stared at the Phantom Sword Alliance monk who was shrouded in black for a moment, and the Phantom Sword Alliance monk who felt his life was restored opened his eyes wide with curiosity, and gradually he regained his strength and mobility, and then his wounds began to heal!
Gradually, he fully recovered, and even felt better than before, he kept looking around, and finally saw the one-eyed dragon clearly, and looked at everything on the one-eyed dragon.
He raised his sword, his eyes full of wariness.
"You will use anger, you are a member of the Demon Sect!"
"Don't get excited, calm down first, I'm not here to harm you, I'm here to save you. ”
The one-eyed dragon was not afraid, in fact, this Illusory Sword Alliance monk was only good on the surface, but the situation in his body was very bad.
Suddenly entering a lot of qi to repair the body, there will inevitably be some disputes with the aura in the body, but his life is indeed no problem, but this is only a marrow washing method that can only be used once, and everyone can only use it once in their life.
After using it, you can change from cultivating aura to cultivating trickery, and if you are strong-willed, you still have a high chance of improving your strength.
Although this method is commonly used by the people of the Demon Sect, the lack of clothes is not a way to cultivate, because after using this method to save life and improve strength, the lifespan will be shortened a lot, so many people are full of concerns about it.
Ordinary monks can have a hundred years of life, and monks who refine their gods can have a hundred and fifty years of longevity, and then they will live with heaven and earth.
After cultivating this method, the lifespan is halved, and the lifespan of ordinary cultivators becomes fifty years, even if they use this method to rush into the great realm of refining gods and returning to the void, they can only have a lifespan of seventy-five years, without exception.
This is true of both the One-Eyed Dragon and the Lover's Tears, including many of the Demon Sect's followers, who have traded their lifespans for power.
Unless they can break through the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, and enter the next great realm.
It's just that if you borrow external force to break through the realm, it's okay the first time, but it will be difficult later, and you'll basically reach the top.
The flesh destroyed by the beast and the chaotic aura spread in the meridians, and the dark power left in the body of the one-eyed dragon was constantly devouring the original spiritual power in his body, and it was still rapidly spreading towards his inner ruins.
The one-eyed dragon took out another pill from the Qiankun bag and threw it to him.
"If you still want to keep your cultivation, just eat it. ”
He originally had some reasons, but suddenly felt a faint pain in the dantian, and hurriedly took the pill, an extremely strange origin power protected the inner ruins of this Phantom Sword Alliance disciple, if there was no pill, I am afraid that he would be more than lucky, and it would be difficult to have a chance to live.
Although the special techniques left over from this Demon Sect can make people have the ability to resurrect the dead and improve their strength, but that is only when the inner ruins are still intact, if the inner ruins collapse, it will be equivalent to the foundation of cultivation is broken, not to mention the small realm of refining qi and transforming gods, even if it is a large realm of refining gods and voids, I am afraid that there is no power to return to heaven at all.
There was an eerie silence in the ruins, and the Illusory Sword Alliance monk and the one-eyed dragon stared at each other for a moment, without making a sound.
"What do you want?"
The Illusory Sword Alliance's God Refining Cultivator asked.
The cyclops suddenly laughed.
"Put down the sword in your hand, you have been abandoned by those so-called famous and authentic monks, do you want to kill me, the savior of those who abandoned you?"
"Hmph, don't talk useless nonsense, you tell me first, why are you here. ”
Although the words were still tough, the one-eyed dragon had already heard it, and his words were much softer, and it was obvious that what he had just said had reached his heart.
"Why are you here?"
"This was originally my residence, but those so-called decent people thought that there were good things here and destroyed my home, so where would I be if I wasn't here?"
"This is your home?"
"yes, what's the problem?"
The one-eyed dragon smiled, this Phantom Sword Alliance monk obviously didn't participate in the last Demon Sect encirclement and suppression conference, otherwise he should be able to recognize the one-eyed dragon.
However, the one-eyed dragon did change his clothes, which was a little different from his previous image.
"By the way, what's your name, it's inconvenient to call you all the time, I always have to tell me your code name or whatever. ”
The Illusory Sword Alliance monk thought about it and wanted to say his original name, but he still shook his head.
Many of the names of the disciples in the Phantom Sword Alliance are given by the alliance leader and master, and his name is too, but at this time, he doesn't want to use that old name anymore, and he doesn't even want to wear the clothes of the Phantom Sword Alliance.
He just wanted to leave the Phantom Sword Alliance completely.
"You can call me Jian Bing. ”
"I see, sword hilt, don't be nervous, I saw that it was not easy for you to fight the enemy just now, and your eyes were full of desire for life, so I wanted to save your life. ”
"Leave it to yourself, I still have some things to do, they've made a mess of my house, I've got to clean it up. ”
After Jian Bing looked around curiously, he gradually lost interest, and a pair of dirty and vigilant eyes also shifted back to the one-eyed dragon, and secretly said in his heart:
"Could he be a descendant of the ancient monks?"
"But he obviously cultivates the exercises of the Demon Sect, could it be that these ancient monks are all members of the Demon Sect?"
The hilt of the sword thought silently in his heart, and he looked at the other two people who had long since died, and his heart was afraid for a while.
After taking that elixir, the strange power that entered the body was much stronger and purer than that of the hilt itself, and under the healing of this elixir, the injuries in the hilt of the sword were rapidly improving.
His scarred and broken body slowly returned to its original appearance, and even the spiritual power and aura entangled in his body gradually calmed down, and it was completely integrated under the purification of a special origin power.
But the hilt of the sword knew that this was not a real fusion, and one day the aura and the aura would have to be divided into winners and losers.
And the state of mixing aura and aura is another important criterion for people to judge whether a cultivator is a person from the Demon Sect, and after two or three hours, the gray-black light that shrouded the hilt of the sword finally dissipated, revealing his true face.
I saw that the hilt of the sword at this moment, the bloodstained red phantom sword alliance on his body had disappeared, he was only wearing an inner lining, and his eyes were dull, but soon, these eyes full of weakness also regained their vitality and became bright.
He wanted to open it.
When the internal exercises became like this, he would never have been able to return to the Phantom Sword Alliance, and those people had abandoned him, and he had completely drawn a clear line with the Seventy-two Sects.
And this one-eyed man, who claimed to be a descendant of the ancient monks, had a strange source power, not only to heal the dying hilt of the sword in such a short period of time, but also to restore the latter's weak physical strength to its peak state.
The hilt of the sword didn't know that his lifespan had been affected, because the seventy-two sects never told the exercises of the Demon Sect, so how the people of the Demon Sect cultivated, the hilt of the sword didn't know.
The hilt of the sword slowly stood up from the ground, and now although his injuries had recovered and healed, the energy in his body that had almost been exhausted had also been replenished, so now he was only a little weak in his mental state, and he staggered to his feet.
The one-eyed dragon, who was busy on the side, kept an eye on the change in the hilt of the sword, and saw all the expressions on his face.
He fished out the ruined pond with strange fish, which had been transformed into many soft-bodied creatures that were as strange as mud.
The hilt of the sword walked up to him with a grateful look on his face, thanking him.
"Thank you for saving my life, if you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would have died here like them. ”
"I can't repay the hilt of my sword. ”