"Is there a solution?" asked Lorraine, looking up at Nine Thousand Years Old.

Nine thousand years old was silent for a while, shook his head, and said, "Even the realm of the Blood Brake Sect Master can't be solved, what do you think?"

"Then what if you stop cultivating now?" she asked.

"Maybe it will do something...... However, once the blood refining technique begins to cultivate, it will breed a kind of negative emotions of violent killing in the body, and this negative emotion will continue to grow over time, if he stops cultivating, one day his strength will not be able to suppress the negative emotions in his body, then it is inevitable to become a killing machine!"

Jiuchitose thought for a moment, and then said, "Actually, the Blood Brake Sect Master said that the most effective way is to try to control your emotions as much as possible, and maintaining a relaxed and happy mood all the time can suppress the growth of this negative emotion. ”

“...... Or...... You give up cultivation......" Luo Lan looked at Qin Yi with a hint of unbearability on her face.

"Give up...... Cultivation?"

Qin Yi's eyes were a little dazed, and the joy of subduing the demon just now was instantly diluted.

Lao Crooked told him before that ordinary is the most beautiful, and I hope he doesn't embark on the path of cultivation, he took it seriously.

But when he watched the people he cared about in danger and he couldn't do anything about it, for the first time, he began to crave the power to protect them, and that feeling of powerlessness he didn't want to be again in his life.

Now, he has been on the verge of life and death for so many times, and finally embarked on the path of cultivation, but he was told to give up his cultivation, how could he accept it!?

"What a joke!" Qin Yi gritted his teeth, his voice a little low, "Since I have already chosen this path...... Only...... Won't give up!"

Nine thousand years old looked at Qin Yi's appearance and sighed secretly.

Qin Yi's reaction was as he expected, and it was impossible for almost all monks to accept such an outcome.

Having seen the vast world of goshawks, their eyes will no longer stay on the top of the mountain!

Having experienced the thrill of power, how can you choose to give up?

There is a saying in the world of cultivating immortals: The road of cultivating immortals is a road of no return!

Now that he has embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, it is impossible to turn back.

The front may be full of thorns, but taking a step back is an abyss.

Cultivating the Immortal Road is like this, if you don't want to retreat, others won't let you retreat!

This is the cruelty on the road to cultivating immortals!

"But ......" Luo Lan looked at Qin Yi with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"No, but!"

Qin Yi interrupted Luo Lan's words and said, "My fate is up to me, my fate can only be decided by myself." ”

"No one can control my fate, not the Blood Demon Son, not the Blood Refining Technique!"

Nine thousand years old glanced at Qin Yi with some surprise.

Although Qin Yi's voice was low, Jiu Qiansui heard an unquestionable firmness from his words.

"At this point, you are a bit similar to the Wild Lord back then......" Nine Thousand Years Old looked at Qin Yi, his eyes revealing a hint of reminiscence.

"I think back then, Lord Araku was also like you who refused to accept fate and refused to admit defeat!"

Qin Yi calmed down the emotions in his heart and asked curiously, "Who is Lord Wasteland?"

Nine thousand years old was silent for a while, shook his head and didn't tell him, "If you have a chance to subdue another demon, you'll know when the time comes." ”

“......”

Qin Yi was speechless, and the other demon was from the Blood Demon Son, and it was very difficult to get it.

"Okay, you've got the Demon Sword, and I've finally liberated it!"

Nine thousand years old stretched, and the shadow floating in mid-air contracted, and finally turned into a ...... in the middle of the small lake A small turtle.

"......" Qin Yi looked at the turtle floating in the small lake, his eyes were stunned, and he said to himself: "It's really a king......

"Little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about? The old man is a Xuan Turtle! Xuan Turtle! Do you know?" The little turtle mung bean's big eyes stared at Qin Yi, and his voice sounded a little angry.

"Cut-" Qin Yi pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Hmph, the old man doesn't care about you kid. Back then, Lord Araku asked me to guard the evil words here, but now I'm finally free, and there are still vast worlds waiting for me—"

Nine thousand years old's eyes lit up, and his face showed a look of enjoyment.

"Are you in a hurry to find the female turtle?" Qin Yi asked in a low voice.

"Ahem...... nine thousand years old coughed a few times, the old face turned red, and said righteously: "Little bastard, the old man is going to conquer this world, not to have fun!"

Qin Yi glanced at him with suspicion and reminded, "I can tell you, there is also an old Wang Ba guarding outside the Spirit Ruins, you have to take it easy." ”

ridiculed Gui teasingly, but he still had to remind the nine thousand years old, don't be caught by the blood devil and stewed, it will be cold.

"Hmph, the old man told you, I'm not good at fighting or anything, but as far as my turtle shell is concerned, not any cat or dog can break it!" Nine thousand years old snorted coldly, and the turtle shell on his body flashed, emitting a turquoise glow.

"Boy, you can do it yourself, the old man is gone!"

Nine thousand years old left a sentence, and then turned into a green light and shot directly into the sky.

Qin Yi looked at the nine thousand years old who broke through the sky and left, and there was a trace of envy in his eyes.

If he also has such the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, it is estimated that he can also leave the spirit ruins!

"I'm sorry......" Lorain whispered.

Qin Yi turned his head and glanced at Luo Lan with some surprise, and said with a smile: "Bad girl, is this still you?"

Luo Lan said in a deep voice, "I apologize seriously, I didn't know that the blood refining technique would ......."

Qin Yi waved his hand, interrupted her words, and said, "Cultivating the Blood Refining Technique is my own decision, and it has nothing to do with you. And to be honest, if it weren't for you here, I don't know how many times I'd died. ”

After being silent for a while, Luo Lan asked hesitantly, "Do you really want to continue cultivating?"

Qin Yi looked up at the sky, a hint of determination on his face.

Looking at the young man holding the sword in his hand and looking up at the sky, Luo Lan stepped forward and shook Qin Yi's hand and said softly, "I'll help you find a way." ”

Qin Yi looked at the girl's bright eyes, nodded with a smile, and said, "Okay!"

The quiet valley has lost its original beauty after some previous movements.

The ice on the surface of the lake shattered into pieces and splashed everywhere. The plum blossoms that fell on the snow were all buried by the snow falling from the green bamboos, and there was no trace.

The whole small valley was in shambles.

......

......

Outside the spiritual ruins, a green light crossed the Yin Mountain.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the Blood Devil's eyes, and his figure flashed, and he instantly chased towards the green light.

"Stop!"

The Blood Demon snorted coldly, and a red light in his hand flew towards the nine thousand years old.

When—

Nine thousand years old was hit by a blow from the Blood Demon Son, and with a loud bang on his body, he stopped in place.

"Your grandfather's, who beat me?"

Nine thousand years old was hit by a blow from the blood devil, but he was like no one, the boss with small eyes and a curse in his mouth.

The Blood Demon looked at the old man in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

You must know that he used fifty percent of his strength just now, and it is estimated that a Guiyuan Realm monk will be seriously injured if he is hit, and this somewhat obscene old man is the same as no one.

"Your grandmother's, your turtle grandson is the old Wang Ba that kid said, right?"

The nine-thousand-year-old little eyes stared at the blood devil, and the stars flew straight away with spit in his mouth, as if he had completely forgotten the fact that he was also a king.

The Blood Demon Son stared at the nine thousand years old with cold eyes, secretly vigilant in his heart, for the first time in so many years, he had seen someone fly out of the spirit ruins.

"Who are you?"

"I'm your grandfather!" Nine thousand years old blew his beard and glared, and he didn't take the blood devil seriously at all.

There was a trace of anger in the eyes of the Blood Demon Son, and he forcibly suppressed the anger again, endured the anger in his heart, and asked with a dark face: "Daoist friends trespassed into my Yin Mountain, should you give me an explanation?"

Listening to the words of the "haha......" blood devil, the nine thousand years old suddenly laughed.

"Your Trap Yin Mountain, Sun Thief, this Trap Yin Mountain used to be the place where Grandpa and I and pee, when did it become yours?"

"You...... Look for death!"

When had the blood devil ever seen such an unreasonable person, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and let out a loud shout, and the demon in his hand slashed towards the nine thousand years old.

A blood-red light pierced through the darkness of the Yin Mountain, and with a piercing sonic boom, it slashed at the nine thousand years old.

Nine thousand years old did not dodge or dodge, and received the full force of the blood devil's blow.

Ding——

With a crisp sound, a series of sparks lit up on the nine thousand years old, and he tilted his head and looked at the blood demon with a smile on his face.

The Blood Demon was horrified in his heart, and quickly retreated to a distance of more than ten zhang and stopped.

His face was a little solemn, and the old man in front of him was full of bird's talk, and he stood there like a pool of calm lake, unfathomable.

The Blood Demon raised his right hand, and a black mist rose in his hand, and an eerie and terrifying aura descended instantly.

Flutter - flutter –

......

A strange sound sounded in the dark gloomy mountains.

Nine thousand years old looked down at the black iron forest below, only to see a black mist rising from the black iron forest, enveloping him.

"Wow-wow-"

......

A crow cries rang out, and in an instant the entire sky was occupied by crows.

Thousands of crows flew towards the nine thousand years old, and in the blink of an eye, they enveloped him in the black mist.

"Holy, his grandmother's, so many crows!"

Nine thousand years old screamed, the aura in his body was running, and a dark green turtle shell appeared behind him.

Then his limbs and neck shrank back, and in an instant the whole person retracted into the turtle shell.

One by one, the crows pecked towards the nine thousand years old, and suddenly a series of knocking sounds sounded on the turtle shell.

No matter how the crows attacked the tortoise shell, the tortoise shell remained immovable, and the crows did not leave a trace on the tortoise shell.

"Damn, this jingling sound is noisy!" Nine thousand years old's grumpy voice came from the turtle's shell.

As soon as the nine thousand years old voice fell, a green light lit up on the turtle shell, and then quickly spun around.

"Sun thief, grandpa won't play with you anymore-"

The green light rushed out of the black mist of the crows, flew towards the outside of the Yin Mountain, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the nine thousand years old running away, the blood devil snorted coldly, the blood flashed, and he quickly chased after the nine thousand years old.

Nine thousand years old is a person who flew out of the spirit ruins, and he will not let it go easily.

The secret here cannot be known to the outside world!