Chapter 392: Self-Suffering Practice

Most of what Mu Laohu said was the research and experience of the first batch of immortals

The first 'catastrophe from the east', everyone set off to Middle-earth to destroy the big eye, this matter must be successful, there will be no more 'descendants', of course, there is no record left on the big island, it stands to reason that these things Mu Lao Hu and others have no way to know, but the 'useless' army, although the whole army was wiped out, but not everyone died, and there are many people who fell into the chaotic deep sea when dealing with the cockroach, and lost their way forever, one of them was lucky to return to the lair in the chaos, the wooden tiger This generation of immortals, only to learn about the 'predecessors'

Langya was a little bored when she listened, and said tentatively: "There is something, I asked, don't be angry"

finished, without waiting for the wooden tiger to nod in agreement, Langya asked, "What's going on with your face?" Regardless of the tone and expression, Langya was full of sympathy, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a vague schadenfreude and indescribable happiness

Cultivation is a great achievement, the catastrophe comes, and after the tribulation, the 'immortal path' takes shape, and the shattered void leads the monk to the place where he flies...... In the last link of this process, the 'Void Immortal Path', the monk has already become an 'immortal' in principle, and there will be a strong gathering of spiritual elements to help him refine his body, and all the immortals are physically strong, not only because of the exquisite cultivation during his 'lifetime', but also because of this spiritual yuan refining on the way to the flying immortals

However, the chaos of the Five Elements in the Land of Ascension also directly affected Ling Yuan's refining of the 'Quasi-Immortal Family'... This influence has nothing to do with strength, but more like a mark, the five elements deal with the five senses, and all the people who have ascended to Middle-earth have a good body at the same time, they also have a fairy appearance

Mu Laohu's face has long since returned to normal, not only is it no longer ugly, but on the contrary, it has become a beautiful man, but when he mentions his experience of becoming a 'fairy face', his face still turns iron

For these flying immortal powerhouses, even if their internal organs are injured and their limbs are fractured, it is not necessarily a big deal, so they naturally don't take the displacement of their facial features seriously, but under the big topic that Feisheng is a 'joke', and then become a fairy, how is it different from being 'sucked out of the face', this insult is so big that it is earth-shattering

Liang Xin stretched out his hand and patted Mu Laohu's shoulder, comforting: "You don't know the means to tamper with the big-eyed man, no matter who it is, it is not wronged to be planted in his hands."

Mu Laohu was stunned, glared at Liang Xin and asked, "Are you persuading me or angry with me?" Then, he asked again: "Not wronged? Why aren't you wronged?"

Lu Zhi, led eleven companions, strangled tens of thousands of immortals and demons in the silent world, and cut off the Seven Realms Immortal Path, looking at the many worlds, who can defeat his magical power or defeat his spell design, ...... Not wronged

Liang Xin didn't answer the wood demon, just shook his head and said: "One day, I will take you to the fairy world, and I will tell you about the past."

Mu Laohu didn't ask anything anymore, took a long breath, regained the expression of the second laizi, and responded with a smile: "As long as you can really go to the fairy world, you can say anything."

Liang Xin nodded happily: "Don't worry, the things that have been booked a long time ago don't need to be repeatedly instructed" After speaking, he looked at Langya again and asked curiously: "After the meeting, things kept coming, and I haven't had time to ask, how did you ...... back?"

Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, the demon girl shook her hand impatiently: "I just started to say that you fell asleep last time, and now I don't want to say it, wait, wait until I'm happy, and I'll ask when I want to talk."

Liang Xin coughed, turned his eyes to look at Qingmo and Xiaoxi, Langya hurriedly reached out and grabbed the arms of the two girls, and said with a smile: "No one is allowed to say"

Xi fluttered and laughed, raised his arm and shook off the hand of the demon girl: "Don't provoke, you haven't mentioned a word to us in the past few years" Langya returned to Middle-earth about five months ago, and when she left, she had changed bells with Qingmo, and this time she came back and quickly joined the other two girls

After returning to the team, Langya not only did not suffer from the puppet invasion, but also cultivated to a great progress, from four steps to six steps to the middle level, but the use of spells is not proficient, it seems to use a domineering method such as 'empowerment', which forcibly improves the combat power and the true element in the body is also extremely restless, Langya often has to sit quietly and concentrate to gather those powers

And Langya didn't mention much about her own experience, no matter how Qingmo asked, she smiled and didn't say anything

Liang Xin knew Langya's temperament quite well, and understood what she didn't want to say, so no matter how much she asked, it would be in vain, so she simply changed the topic

Then the topic became lighter, only jokes, and no one even mentioned the matter of cracking the puppet magic...... There will soon be a vicious battle to snipe the master of the 'Chang'e Realm', the head of the wooden tiger, 'victory' is bound to win, and if the person wins, Liang Xin must also capture him alive, not only for the sake of the thin wood tiger, but more importantly, Liang Xin wants to find out when the immortal army will come

None of the three girls had any intention of leaving, and Liang Xin didn't say anything, Victory was a leader, and there would be other 'immortal family' subordinates around him, so it would be safer for everyone to get together

In the midst of laughter, the moon set and the sun rose, and in a blink of an eye, at dawn the next day, Mu Laohu stretched his waist and turned his eyes to look at Qingmo: "It is estimated that they are coming soon, now we are a family, and the first thing to do after the partnership is to deal with victory, I am an outlaw, I don't take my life seriously, but victory is really coming, I can't wait to give him two blows, and at that time, I will borrow a knife from these fellow Taoists, reluctantly, please also ask the great wizard to ......"

The wooden tiger was saying with a hippie smile, and Liang Xin laughed: "You're really right, here" A group of people were coming quickly, and they had already broken into the range of his spiritual sense

The speed of the other party's gallop is not inferior to the reincarnation demon in the fairy world

Liang Xin stood up, and was about to ask his companion a few more words, but before he could say anything, his expression was stunned again, and there were many people who broke into his spiritual sense, and there were more than a hundred of these 'descendants', and they came from different directions, attacking from all directions, and their goals were exactly the same, they were all attacking the first group

Lingyuan began to violently shake, and one after another burst vigorously The two groups of people and horses were all strong, and they had been strangled together at this moment, and Liang Xin's perception was also blurred by the huge force

Immediately, Qingmo, who had the highest cultivation among the three girls, also sensed the fierce battle in the distance, and snorted with a shocked face

Then, a loud noise and vibration were heard...... The fight lasted for a short time, and it only took a few words to add up to the front and back, and the world was calm again

When everything was gone, Liang Xin was dispatching his senses to search for the enemy's traces, and everyone lost their breath, and within their spiritual senses, they were empty

Almost at the same time, the wooden tiger also exclaimed softly: "The spiritual sense is gone, and the spiritual consciousness of the search for the gods locked on me is gone."

At the end, the wooden tiger gathered his thoughts, held his breath and concentrated, seriously felt the internal investigation, and finally repeated firmly: "It can't be wrong, it's gone" Victorious used the technique of searching for the gods, and locked a touch of spiritual consciousness on the wooden tiger's body, and the wooden tiger also sensed that spiritual sense

Everyone was stunned, but Langya, who was surprised and thoughtful, and his face was gloomy......

The first group approached the second group of people to raid and fight and strangle everyone, and the search technique dissipated, and all the situations were strung together, and anyone could guess a rough idea: just now, when victory was about to arrive, they were ambushed by another group of masters

The law was extinguished, he died, and the search for gods spell was naturally dispersed Liang Xin no longer guessed anything, gestured to his companions, and rushed towards the place where the accident happened

The strong enemy disappeared, and the wooden tiger no longer borrowed the knife, and followed Liang Xin and the others alone

More than 100 miles away, the air is hot and dry, the stench is pervasive, the ground is muddy, and a large number of broken corpses are scattered among the corpses on the ground...... The wooden tiger 'picked and chosen' from among the scattered corpses, and finally grabbed a broken head with long eyebrows: "This is victory"

Victory is really dead, on the way to catch the wooden tiger, encountered a surprise attack by more than 100 masters, and both sides died

Those mortal masters who intercepted and killed the immortals were extremely poorly dressed, not even 'clothes', they had a long coarse cloth covered their bodies, and all these people did not have eyes...... The red granulations in the eye sockets are clustered, Xiaoxi Tsing Yi was born, and he knows a lot about the means of manipulation, after seeing the injury of the eye socket, he whispered to Liang Xin: "It is caused by external forces, there will be such a wound, their eyeballs are all deducted by force, and the flesh is fresh, the time will not be too long, about a month or two of injuries"

Those who killed the victorious party were blind men whose eyes had their eyes gouged out

Qingmo stared, his eyes were round, and asked, "Then are they puppets?"

The wooden tiger used force in his hand, and with a 'bang', he pinched the victorious head and burst it open, then leaned over and began to examine the other corpses, and after probing a few people with Zhenyuan one after another, he shook his head at Qingmo: "I can't find any traces of Muli Demon Yuan, these people who killed the victorious are not puppets, but more like ......" He paused for a moment, did not continue, but started to gather the corpses of seven or eight 'mortal' masters together, and uncovered their clothes one by one

The corpse was red, and the faces of Liang Xin and the others changed slightly

The body under the smock was almost 'rotten', with nail hole scars and chilblain burns, and all kinds of scars covered every inch of skin, the shades were not the same, all of them were covered by coarse cloth coats, obviously not caused by the fierce battle just now

"If what I expected is correct, these injuries should have been caused by themselves," Mu Laohu said in a firm tone

Qingmo was speechless: "Hurt yourself? Are these people crazy? And eyeballs... Did they rip it out themselves?"

"I don't know what happened to the eyes, but they are definitely not crazy, how can there be so many powerful madmen in the world" Mu Lao Hu shook his head, "Not only are they covered with scars, but there is also a strange thing about these corpses" As he spoke, Mu Lao suddenly raised his hand and slammed into the chest of one of the corpses with all his might, and the fists and flesh were exchanged, and there was a metal roar of 'dang', as if the wooden tiger was not bombarding a person, but a big bell

Liang Xin also walked to a corpse to test it, the corpse was ridiculously strong, which showed that the deceased's body was different from the morning before his death, although it was not as good as his true body in the Bad Land, but it was also rare in Middle-earth

After Mu Laohu checked it, he already had the answer in his heart, and asked Liang Xin and the others, "Have you ever heard of 'self-suffering practice'?"

Liang Xin Qingmo Xiaoxi shook his head together, only Langya didn't say anything, hugged his arms, and didn't seem to bother to look at these corpses

In ancient times, there was a school of practice that believed in 'being born with a sinful body and atoning for self-suffering', and their method of cultivation was to keep 'torturing' themselves, and the more painful the body, the more liberated the spirit

These people call themselves 'self-asceticism', or 'asceticism'

The clothes and scars of these corpses in front of him are very similar to the legendary 'self-suffering practice', and because of the special cultivation of self-suffering, most of the bodies are extremely strong, so the wooden tiger judged the identity of many corpses and explained a few words, he shook his head and sighed: "I really didn't expect that there are still their group of people in Middle-earth now... I haven't heard of it before, and they're going to gouge out their eyes."

The tiger himself can't figure out how many years ago he 'broke the path and ascended', if you talk about generation, it is the founding ancestor of the Eight Heavenly Gates, and when he sees him, he has to shout 'Old Ancestor', but he has never seen 'self-ascetic cultivation', but he has only heard the elders of the sect mention in the casual chat that there was such a school of practice in ancient times

Bitter practice does not care about the world, and it is easy to hurt others, but their ideas and cultivation methods are too extreme, and they are still regarded as heretics by cultivators all over the world, and under the joint suppression, they have long disappeared from prostitution

The expressions of these 'self-ascetic practices' at the moment before their death were not too hideous, and their expressions were so firm that they were even a little indifferent...... In other words, they didn't take their life and death to heart, Liang Xin is also a 'desperate expert', but he really can't imagine what kind of state of mind it will be to be able to die so 'calmly'

Liang Xin found a fairly smooth turf from near the battlefield, turned over and took out a gloomy fungus from Sumeru camphor, and used it as a shovel to dig up the soil: "These people are friends, and they can't help them kill the enemy, so they can only help bury them."

Xi and the others also came up to help, but Langya sneered: "When the ascetic cultivators are alive, they abuse themselves, so how can they care if they are buried in the soil after they die, and it will be in vain if they are buried."

Liang Xin glanced at her with a little puzzlement, and was about to speak, when the spiritual consciousness that spread far away trembled slightly, and another group of people was flying towards the battlefield

The other party also obviously had a pause, obviously at the same time that Liang Xin noticed them, they also found Liang Xin, but it was only a moment, they began to rush again, as fast as a meteor, and after a few breaths, they appeared in the sky

There were more than 10 people in the group, half men and half women, and they were also a group of 'ascetic cultivators' who covered their bodies with coarse cloth, their arms and calves were exposed, and their bodies were not modified in any way, not even wooden hairpins, all of them had long hair and cold and solemn expressions

Their eyes were also gouged out like their dead companions, and they were not covered with black cloth like ordinary people, they were so 'topped' with a pair of blind eyes, and in the sockets of the black holes, there were countless red flesh buds entangled, which looked cruel and weird

The 'hard practice' that came out of thin air, not only was it an enemy of the immortals, but it was also not invaded by the puppet demon yuan, no matter what, it was a good thing Liang Xin of course would not regard them as enemies, a smile appeared on his face, and before he could open his mouth to greet the other party, the horns on the top of his head suddenly trembled, and he couldn't even sit down anymore, falling from Liang Xin's neck and falling into the arms of his master, his round eyes were full of fear

Although their eyes are no longer there, the ascetic cultivators' cultivation is unfathomable, and with the help of spiritual probing, the surrounding scene has already fallen into their hearts, and the ascetic leader stretched out a finger, pointed to the horn brittle, and said to Liang Xin: "Pinch it to death, you go"

The horn crisp seemed to understand that he couldn't avoid the crisis in front of him, and no longer blindly arched into Liang Xin's arms, but picked up the fluff on his body, turned his head and opened his mouth wide, showing his fangs at the penance leader, and hissing and roaring

Liang Xin frowned, barely maintaining a smile, and shook his head: "Although the little monkey is a silver ring, it is harmless......

He was interrupted by the other party halfway through his words, but he still repeated coldly: "Pinch it to death, you go"

Liang Xin stretched out his hand and gently stroked the crunchy back of the sheep's horn to appease: "Pinch it to death, and we can go?" Then the smile on his face retracted: "Which one is it? Is it my monkey, or you?"

When he first entered the WTO, Rabbit Qiu Dou Haitang Jieling Town War Demon Monk, and even Qingliangbo dealt with Baili Kun, and the sheep's horn was brittle and saved his life several times, Liang Xin would harm his life, and the person who directly asked him to 'pinch the monkey to death', the little devil would be able to laugh again, and Jiang'an would not accept him as a righteous son back then

The leader of the penance didn't have any expression at all, and walked towards Liang Xin

Others are high in the air, and between their steps, it seems that there is really a series of invisible but qualitative long steps under their feet

This person's forward momentum, in a trance, is actually a little similar to the 'Qiankun Throw' - it seems to be calm, but the momentum is resolute, and he will never stop again, let alone be hindered by any external force

Liang Xin raised his hand, lifted the croissant back to his neck, and said to it with a smile: "I'm afraid of a fart, whoever dares to pinch you, we will pinch whom."

At the same time, several companions behind Liang Xin were also waiting for him, Qingmo pinched his hand, and thousands of evil qi Wulian appeared in the air

And the leader of the ascetic cultivation felt Wu Xiu's supernatural powers, his steps slowed slightly, his head turned, and his black eye sockets were aimed at Qingmo: "Witch?"

Qingmo puffed up his chest and said in a crisp voice: "Disciple of the Great Si Wu Seat, Ah Wu Jinqu Qingmo, comprehend Your Excellency's means"

The other party shook his head, as if he had never heard the name of 'Great Priest', but continued to ask, "Do you know Naren Toya?"

Qingmo replied truthfully: "Naren Toya is my aunt"

The ascetic leader nodded, stopped there, did not move forward, did not explain anything, and waved his hand: "No need to fight, you can go"

Liang Xin is a demon and a little arrogant, but after all, he is not a bastard, and it doesn't matter if the other party doesn't come to pinch the croissants

After the ascetic leader finished speaking, he didn't look at Liang Xin again, as if they really didn't exist, his eye sockets moved slowly with his head, as if he was 'observing' the dead fellow clans on the ground, and finally the direction of his eye sockets was facing the corpses that had been stripped of their robes by the wooden tiger

Disrespectful to corpses, placed all over Middle-earth, is enough for a fight......

Mu Laohu coughed, with a sincere smile on his face, and was about to open his mouth to explain, but he didn't expect the little demon girl Langya to suddenly float forward, raise her eyes to meet the leader of the penance, and said coldly: "Whoever dies here will check the body the same, it is imperative, there is no blasphemy, and there is nothing to explain."

Liang Xin was really in a trance, it was Langya who spoke...... But this tone, this coldness, is really like 'Xiaoxi possessed'

Xi also frowned, feeling that Langya's tone was a little familiar

Langya was unusual, not only did she speak disrespectfully, but she even held her hands and slowly rose, it seemed that as long as the other party was dissatisfied, she was going to take action

Mu Laohu's face was full of strangeness, he looked at Liang Xin and asked in a low voice, "Langya has a grudge against them?"

Liang Xin was even more puzzled than him, according to Langya's personality, even if she really had a deep hatred for these ascetics, she would not turn her face on the spot like now, she should have suddenly attacked or calculated behind her back in a joke

Besides, it is true that Langya's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years, but with her six-step mid-level strength, it is really a bit ...... to deal with this group of hard cultivators I can't do it anymore

However, is Langya a person who is beyond his own strength?

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