The last time he came to the Burial Immortal Mountain, Lu Chen saw the blood-eyed ghost, although he didn't know why, but this thing had a great grudge against him, and the murderous intent in those bloody eyes was also clearly visible. Only that time the old ghost was beside him, and he casually suppressed the blood-eyed demon again, under the stone tablet of this burial immortal mountain. And now, I don't want this demon to escape a wisp of breath, and is still trying to struggle out.

The old ghost also saw the blood-eyed demon, and Mu Shuangying followed behind him, his face full of astonishment and horror.

"So what?"

A soft sigh.

There was a hint of melancholy on the old ghost's face, he seemed to be remembering something, but no one knew it. After only a moment, he reached out and turned into a golden light, easily dispersing the breath of the blood-eyed demon. The originally crooked stone monument was also re-straightened by him.

If this is all there is, the old ghost seems to think that it is inappropriate, or perhaps the stele has decayed after being beaten by the wind and frost and rain, and can no longer completely suppress the blood-eyed demon, so he waved the scar again, and turned into many chains to tie the stele and plunge it into the ground. Since then, probably the blood-eyed demon will never be able to come out again, and Lu Chen has breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know why this blood-eyed demon had such murderous intent towards him, but after all, it was a scourge, and it was naturally excellent to be suppressed.

"Have you offended this thing?"

Mu Shuangying couldn't understand and asked.

"I don't know. ”

Lu Chen shook his head slightly.

"The last time I came to Burial Immortal Mountain, I met this blood-eyed demon. That day was the same as today, and it was also turning into a wisp of breath, bombarding this stone monument, trying to get out of the suppression. However, when I only looked at it that day, it had a very heavy killing intent towards me, but I don't know why. ”

"That's weird..."

Mu Shuangying frowned slightly, stepped forward a few more points, and looked at the stone tablet.

The stele was not much different from what had been seen before, except for a few more cracks. Now goodbye, the eight characters on it, "infatuation in this life, two graves and one grave", are extremely difficult to distinguish, and these words are left by Lin Ke to comment on the blood sky. What does it mean, Lu Chen already knows, only Mu Shuangying is puzzled, but he can also feel the desolation.

How did this blood-eyed demon come from, and why he suppressed it, probably the old ghost knew, but if he didn't say it, it was useless for Lu Chen to ask.

"Let's go. ”

The old ghost looked at it blankly for a long time, sighed softly, and then rolled up the long wind and carried Lu Chen and Mu Shuangying to the Burial Immortal Mountain.

This mountain is dangerous, but with the old ghost by his side, there is no need to worry. Lu Chen didn't know how the old ghost cultivated, but he had been here before, and knew that everything on this mountain was related to the Blood Heavenly Great Sage, and there were also some traces of the Heavenly Chosen Great Sage Lin Ke. Mu Shuangying was quite curious when he came for the first time, and the ominous qi machine here was all shattered by the old ghost, and they could go everywhere, at least for them, there was no danger to hide.

The old ghost said before that this year, follow him to practice.

Mu Shuangying probably brought it by the way.

Lu Chen only guessed like this, and the old ghost didn't have anything else to say, so he called Lu Chen to go to the edge of the cliff together, and began to guide him in the cultivation of the Nine Killing Styles.

Mu Shuangying was fine, watching from the sidelines.

And the killing of the nine-style Lu Chen has long been clear, but the last three types can't be seen clearly. However, now the old ghost is displayed again, the movements are simple and capable, and there is no superfluity, but the charm hidden in it is obviously different, more aggressive, or domineering, it is a trick and a style that contains endless miraculous changes. With Lu Chen's current realm, he can see a little, but he can't comprehend it, this kind of move is too profound.

He carried a knife in his hand, but when he saw the blood flash, it fluttered like a ghost. The wind does not hiss, the dust does not rise, and there is a rhyme that rolls the qi machine and shatters, and half the world will fall. Before Lu Chen could react, the knife in the old ghost's hand turned, closed on his waist, and stabbed out of thin air, but when he saw the wind and Lan burst up, and the blood light went straight into the sea and sky, the clouds rolled up for a long time, and there were big waves surging on both sides, and this endless ocean was really cut by a knife!

In this way, one draws the knife and the other strikes.

This is the first two forms of killing, Lu Chen has also performed it in front of Mu Shuangying, but now looking at the old ghost like this, the gap is really huge.

Lu Chen also opened his mouth wide in shock.

"Can you see these two forms clearly?"

The old ghost put away his knife and stood beside Lu Chen.

"Look... I saw it clearly, but I didn't understand it. ”

Lu Chen's eyes were quite complicated.

"It's okay, just take your time. When I first cultivated the Nine Styles of Killing, it was not achieved overnight. The first six forms were cultivated in this way, and it took 600 years, the seventh form 600 years, the eighth style 1,200 years, and the ninth form for a lifetime, and I have not yet been able to understand it. There are thousands of eons in this world, and only one person in the blood sky has refined the ninth form. And now in this world, only you can practice. ”

The old ghost said vaguely, and Lu Chen couldn't understand it.

He was able to refine it himself for some reason.

However, with a strong person like the old ghost, the first six styles were used for six hundred years, that is, one hundred years. It took a hundred years to cultivate like this, and Lu Chen was a little depressed.

I don't know how long it will take to cultivate like this.

"You can cultivate. ”

The old ghost glanced at him again, threw the Starfall Knife in his hand, stuck it on the ground, and then walked towards Mu Shuangying who was standing beside him. What he said to Mu Shuangying, it can be seen that the latter was stunned. However, after a moment, she nodded again, and went down the mountain with the old ghost, far away, and did not know where to go.

Lu Chen didn't pay attention to these, although the old ghost was weird, he wouldn't harm anyone. Otherwise, with his means and ability, he could probably execute them here with a breath, so why be so complicated and troublesome.

Just looking at the Starfall Blood Knife in front of him again, Lu Chen made a difficulty.

The old ghost only taught him the first two styles, and it was difficult to understand the mystery, and here it was only the Starfall Blood Knife. This knife is too heavy, it is 10,000 and 2,000, even if it is difficult to pick it up with his strength, how can he use it to perform the knife technique? In this way, he had no choice but to step forward, hold the handle of the knife with both hands, and urge his blood to lift the knife. In this way, Lu Chen had already tried his best, but he could only barely mention it, and it was impossible to swing a knife.

"This old ghost is really, only teaches me this. Seeing that he is probably a figure before the ancient times, he can get acquainted with Xuetian, and he doesn't tell me how to carry out my cultivation in the future. He should know..."

Lu Chen took a breath and dropped the knife, his arms already numb.

He has cultivated here, no matter how strong his blood and qi are, there will eventually be an end. This Starfall Blood Knife is too heavy, and it can't be used by his strength. However, the old ghost took Mu Shuangying and didn't know where to go, he had no choice, and he didn't want to waste time waiting, so he rested for a while and began to lift the knife again.

At least control this knife before you can practice the sword technique.

And looking back, the gloomy sky still had the remnants of the old ghost's knife from before, and between the broken clouds, the blood and light flowed. The big waves surging back to this point, and when the surging waves, there was a roar like thunder rolling, rolling into the sky!

"The old ghost is still powerful, and I don't know how to cultivate, but he can cut this sea and sky into this appearance. ”

Lu Chen exhaled a breath of turbidity, inhaled another breath of cool air, and marveled.

It's just that his heart is complicated, if he also has such strength, he will not be afraid of the world, and many things that should not happen will not happen. However, it was useless to regret it now, and he reached out again to carry the knife, and when the tip of the knife was three inches above the ground, it could not be higher. And the blood and qi in his body are rolling, the essence is flowing for a long time, the limbs are trembling, and there is a clear sound when hundreds of bones collide. That's it, Lu Chen tried his best and that's it, after all, he couldn't resist it and threw it away.

His body was already sweating, and his charred body had become filthy.

He looked at his body and smiled bitterly, but he didn't even have clothes.

The old ghost probably didn't have any clothes, after all, his coarse linen clothes were all tattered and shiny, and they were really unsightly. Fortunately, Mu Shuangying left with the old ghost, and he was not embarrassed, but now that he looks at these things, he really can't stand it.

The Burial Immortal Mountain is barren, with only two low tombs and nothing.

"I can't even take a shower..."

Lu Chen walked around, and finally returned here.

Since then, the old ghost and Mu Shuangying have never returned.

Day after day, Lu Chen tried to lift the knife every day, fell asleep when he was tired, and swallowed the pill when he was hungry, so he could get by. But the old ghost didn't know where he went, and what he was doing, and never came back. Lu Chen didn't know, and he couldn't guess, so he practiced with peace of mind.

There will be no one in this burial immortal mountain, it is fierce and ominous and harms people's lives, and there are no treasures, and hundreds of ghosts can be seen wandering everywhere, robbing people of their original essence. Since ancient times, it has been discovered that there has been a storm and waves, and then it has only existed in the records. Up to now, everyone in the world knows that there is such a dangerous place as the Burial Immortal Mountain overseas, but no one will ever come to look for opportunities, after all, this place is really barren.

Lu Chen practiced alone, and the stronger he was, the harder he was, the harder he was to wield the knife.

Day after day, month after month.

He had long forgotten the time, and the daily boring repetition could only occasionally be heard under the mountain with a terrible howl, and there was also a crashing sound, probably the blood-eyed demon under the stone tablet and restless. Only the old ghost is not here, the dangerous qi on the top of the mountain was shattered by him, but the bottom of the mountain is not safe. Lu Chen can't go down the mountain, and he doesn't dare to go down the mountain, otherwise he will probably have no bones left before he reaches the halfway up the mountain.

The blood-eyed demon was a little noisy, but he could only listen.

The sky was cloudy, and the depression was overwhelming.

After staying in such a place for a long time, and being alone, Lu Chen felt that he was about to become abnormal. It's just that now that I think about it, the old ghost suppressed himself in the ancient ruins for an unknown number of years, and then stayed in this burial immortal mountain by himself, and he would become what he is now, probably for this reason.

"Why don't you leave here in the future, and I will become a little ghost too?"

Lu Chen muttered, turned his head to look in the direction where the old ghost and Mu Shuangying left that day, but he never saw anyone come back.

He couldn't tell how long it had been, so he looked at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze and stopped thinking about it. He took a few steps forward and picked up the Starfall Blood Knife, but he was still a little struggling, and he was so defeated that he had deep footprints with every step he fell. So he walked all over the mountaintop, counted his practice, and even took out the blood-stained bandage and wrapped it around his hand. The old ghost said that he would give him a year to practice, and he would probably throw it out after that. And where to go at that time, Lu Chen has not yet considered it, and he does not want to think about it.

After all, the world is so big, there is nowhere to go, there is nowhere to return, and it is pitiful.