"Don't dare. ”

Lu Chen lowered his head again, panic in his heart.

The master of the Liangyi Gate smiled indifferently, got up and stood up, and came to the front. His eyes turned black and white again, revealing a mysterious aura. He had to look up and down for a moment before nodding his head and constricting.

"Such a strange cultivation method, I think you do have a great opportunity, even if you want to go up to Liangyi Mountain, with this luck, you will definitely be able to pass it on, and it doesn't hurt to avoid it directly. If you are interested in learning the Dharma of my two rituals, I will teach it to you, and if you do not want to, you can continue to practice the Dharma you have acquired. How to choose, this seat is not reluctant, it is up to you to choose. ”

"Naturally, I'm willing to learn the method of the two mystical instruments!"

Lu Chen raised his head, his eyes bright.

He had heard Ling Caiwei say before that the method of the two instruments was subtle, and it was even more worthy of many Dao methods of creation, even if he didn't learn it, if he could learn a few points, it would be of great benefit to himself.

The master of the Liangyi Sect immediately nodded, waved his hand and put together the black and white qi mysterious, and did not enter Lu Chen's eyebrows.

In just a moment, Lu Chen could clearly see the mystical two rituals in his mind, which was the magic of Tai Chi giving birth to two rituals, and then transforming all things. In this way, it can evolve all kinds of things in the world, and it can be able to break through the vain and recklessness, and turn out all kinds of Taoism in the world.

"The Liangyi method is an eternal inheritance, and the first generation of sect masters also obtained this method here. It's just that for the past generations, in addition to the first generation of door masters, there are people who can completely break the Liangyi Method, even if I can't achieve the greatest success, I can't evolve the world's great arts, but it makes the Liangyi Gate decline. You have a great opportunity, and you can't say that you will be able to break through the mystery in the future, and then restore the prosperity of the two instruments. ”

"The door master praises falsely, Lu Chen, he is really frightened. ”

Lu Chen gasped for a moment, only then did he feel a little relieved in his heart, and when he heard that the master of the Liangyi Sect was like this, his face showed panic.

"It doesn't matter, everyone in the world has their own creation, you have the qualifications of the Holy Son, what the future will be, what your destiny will be, it is difficult to say. ”

The master of the Liangyi Gate only shook his head slightly, then turned around and left.

After he left, Ling Caiwei and Lu Chen left, only said a few words in front of the hall, and then separated. Ling Caiwei is the saintess of Liangyi Sect and a disciple of Liangyi Mountain, and she will see her again in the future. Because of his identity, he naturally does not live with ordinary disciples, and although Lu Chen has regrets in his heart, he can only accept it and go back to the room alone.

The Son of God...

Lu Chen remembered the praise of the master of the Liangyi Sect, and couldn't help but smirk for a moment, before he remembered that he still had to practice, so he immediately sat down and ran the cultivation method, tempering the blood and qi essence, condensing the essence and blood, and attracting the blood and qi in the body to be as blazing as fire, and the body as a furnace.

The abyss of life is vast, the life is endless, the blood and qi are flowing like rivers and lakes, and when the red sun sets, they only go out although many disciples have had dinner together. There was no Ling Caiwei during the banquet, Lu Chen felt a little lost in his heart, and remembered his identity, so he ignored the other fellow senior brothers, and only ate hastily and then returned to the room to continue cultivating.

After the night, the bright light gradually appeared, Lu Chen wanted to work hard in his heart, and take the position of the Holy Son as soon as possible, so he was much more diligent, and he got up in the early morning and went out to the back mountain to start cultivating.

Refining the body, running the cultivation method to temper the blood and qi is one method, but refining the physical body is faster.

In the practice of teaching, it is said that external forces oppress oneself and make the physical body bear heavy burdens, and it is difficult to move forward, so that the blood qi can rise and quench the spiritual qi into the flesh and bones. With such a thought, Lu Chen easily found a big stone in the mountains, and ran around the mountain as he usually did in the village. His body was full of blood, and it also shocked many diligent disciples in the morning, and the discussion continued.

He had appeared yesterday, and someone saw him and wanted to come forward to say hello, but Lu Chen ignored one person, which was really arrogant. However, he was only on stage, but he had such a heart, and many disciples didn't like him anymore, but they didn't bother to pay attention to it.

After early afternoon, Lu Chen was cultivating again, and Ling Caiwei had come here and had already found a new knife for him.

This knife is two feet six inches long, the blade is straight and slender, one side has a blade, the hand is light, it is cast by hundreds of refined steel, and there is a sound between chopping and chopping. Lu Chen was happy, but he couldn't get close to Ling Caiwei as he wished, this was Liangyi Mountain, and they couldn't be presumptuous, so they could only practice the knife more hard according to what they wanted.

Only here, but some people saw it in their eyes and were surprised by Lu Chen's identity.

But Lu Chen only devoted himself to cultivation, but he never paid attention to others, which attracted the disgust of many people.

Two days later, the time for the year of acceptance had passed. In addition to Lu Chen, there is one more person on Liangyi Mountain.

When he saw him, Lu Chen felt strange, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that this person was not one of the people who were on the top of the mountain before, and some people were talking on the side, only to know that he had only arrived today. This person's face is like a crown of jade, phoenix eyes and sword eyebrows, his age is similar to Lu Chen, but his arrogance is even worse. He came all the way down the mountain, his steps were light, he walked on the song, he actually went up to the top of the mountain at will, and then the colorful light was colorful, descending the mysterious qi of the two yi, enveloping his body, and then he stood still in place, and the breath on his body broke through one after another, and there were dark clouds coming from outside the sky, falling nine thunder punishments.

When everything calms down, the place is already scorched and black, and the aftermath is difficult to disperse. And his eyes are like rainbows, his posture is free, and his hair is not scattered. His body is like a crystal white jade, with black and white fire marks between his eyebrows, and his breath is mysterious, embarrassing his true appearance.

is so magical, even if Shen Cong went up the mountain back then, he never appeared.

Lu Chen heard the amazement of everyone around him, and the master of the Liangyi Sect also appeared, his eyes were bright, and he could bear the fiery description. Then the two went to the hall, and Lu Chen couldn't see what happened after that. It didn't take long for Ling Caiwei to come and enter the hall directly without greeting him.

If it was before, Lu Chen didn't care, but Ling Caiwei also entered it, so he didn't leave directly, but waited not far away.

After staying for a long time, he clearly saw Ling Caiwei walking side by side with that person, with an intimate smile on his face, which made Lu Chen angry and a little frightened. He was angry in his heart and wanted to step forward, but before he could take a step, he saw Shen Cong coming from a distance and landing in front of the two of them, his face gloomy.

"Shen Cong, what are you doing here?"

Ling Caiwei only glanced at him, and her face was quite cold.

"Naturally, let's see what kind of ability the new disciple has, so that the sect master can directly deprive me of the position of Holy Son and transfer it to him!"

Shen Cong's face was annoyed, and when he saw the arrogant smile on the man's face, he immediately shook the aura of black and white on his body, evolved the original Tai Chi diagram around his body, and then ran straight over. Like the sound of muffled thunder echoing, the place where the original picture of Tai Chi passed, carrying the mysterious qi machine, and there was a great road vibrating, and the momentum was compelling.

However, Ling Caiwei took a step across, stopped in front of that person, and raised her hand to turn into the qi of the two instruments, colliding with the same Dao method. In the midst of the collision, the mystical method of competition was like two grinding discs crushing each other.

After only a few moments, the collision of the two instruments had a result. Shen Cong's cultivation was no better than Ling Caiwei, and his strength was unsustainable, and the original yin and yang diagram in his hand was directly shattered after a few trembles, and was wiped out, and then Ling Caiwei slapped his palm again, turning into the original diagram of yin and yang, and slammed into his chest. Everyone in the surrounding audience heard Shen Cong's miserable howl, and saw that his chest was sunken, and then he vomited blood and flew backwards, smashing far away on the ground, spilling blood foam from his mouth, and fainted.

Both of the two sects said that the saint was stronger, but they didn't want the gap between the two to be so big.

Previously, it was said that Ling Caiwei's cultivation was the Four Imperial Triple Heavens, but now that she looks at it again, she is already the peak of the Four Imperial Empires. Its rapid progress, and the evolution of the Dao Law, is much stronger than the Holy Son Shen Cong.

"You can be defeated with just one move, and your cultivation is much weaker, how can you be worthy of the position of this holy son?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the man stepped over, caught up with Shen Cong where he landed, and grabbed him.

Everyone didn't know what this person was going to do, but when they saw him raise his hand and slap a few times on Shen Cong's face, it snapped, and his face was swollen in just a moment. Under the pain, Shen Cong suddenly woke up, roared in his mouth, and wanted to resist, but suddenly saw this person raise his hand to transform into the original diagram of yin and yang, just like the Dao method performed by the two of them before, and then slapped it directly on his chest.

His chest had already been broken in many places, but now after receiving another blow, he immediately vomited blood and flew away, falling far away to the foot of Liangyi Mountain and falling into the big lake below.

Everyone was frightened, but they didn't dare to say much, and no one went to save the former Holy Son, so they were silent.

This person's cultivation was only four kings and one heaven when he went up the mountain, but now when he looks at it, he is already four kings and three heavens. A thunder tribulation broke through two small realms in a row, and what he had turned into in his hands before was clearly a two-ritual Dao method, which was a little more mysterious than what he had turned into in Ling Caiwei's hands. Thinking about it this way, even if Ling Caiwei didn't make a move before, Shen Cong was definitely not this person's opponent.

With such talent and talent, Shen Cong is really 108,000 miles behind him.

Lu Chen also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the soles of his feet that had originally stepped out were silently retracted.

Even if Shen Cong is not this person's opponent, but he hasn't even passed Shen Cong's level, how can he have the ability to stand in front of this person.

"My name is Chen Daocai!"

The man suddenly spoke, calling Lu Chen back to reality.

Looking up, Chen Daocai stood in the middle of the field, proud, his breath rose, and the image of the mysterious two instruments was entrenched behind him, with dragon patterns and phoenix carvings in between. It only changed for a moment, revealing a real dragon and a ghost phoenix, one black and one white soaring in the sky, and the terrifying coercion instantly enveloped the entire mountaintop!

Chen Daocai laughed loudly, jumped up, stepped on the dragon and phoenix and looked at the world.

"Today, it is the new Holy Son of Liangyimen, you wait for mortals, kneel!"

His voice fell, and the dragon's chant and phoenix's roar resounded through the mountain sky!

The coercion became more and more terrifying, shocking people's hearts, and then slowly oppressed. Its laughter shook in all directions, and the wind surged. The disciples here were all shocked, and many people were panicked in their hearts, unable to bear such a might, even if they knelt on the ground with a pop, even if they gritted their teeth, it was difficult to stand up again.

Chen Daocai's laughter became more and more arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, and his body was wrapped with the mysterious aura of Liangyi, like a god.

Between the crowd, the more people can't bear it, and this kind of pressure comes from the oppression of the origin of the Liangyi lineage. But for those who practice the two rituals, the deeper the cultivation, the more difficult it will be, even Ling Caiwei also bowed down, and never saw any reluctance on her face, even implied respect.

Lu Chen looked at it like eyes, his heart trembled, and anger rose.

He wanted to go crazy, but he had no power to resist, and his knees were slightly bent, and his face had turned blood-red, and his muscles had burst out. Looking around, only a few people still insisted, unwilling to give in.

Only this person has the most original inheritance of Liangyi, and has also been recognized by Liangyi Mountain, how can his strength be borne by the disciples here. There was a sound of popping, and many people were already kneeling. When I looked at it again, only Lu Chen was still standing in place. His blood was high, his eyes were glowing with blood-red light, and he suddenly took a step and shook the mountains.

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and broke blood in his mouth, but no matter what, he didn't want to kneel.

The Blade of the Abyss trembled slightly, and the blood light flowed, and then the blood light turned into the blood qi around his body. With a roar, Lu Chen roared like a mad beast looking up to the sky, turning into a sharp edge and tearing through all kinds, and the blood-red fire around his body was boiling, and the bloody killing aura filled the entire mountain top!