Western Desert!

When the last rays of sunset in the west set, the twilight on the Corpse Demon Mountain was four, the clouds rose and the fog rose, and a strange breeze blew the mist and enveloped the entire Corpse Demon Mountain.

Luo Feiyang and others have seen the beautiful scenery of Tianyan, the blue sea and the long sky, the wonderful colors of the water and the moon, the vastness of the clear waves of the river and the majesty of the mountains.

Even though the Corpse Demon Sect had lived for a long time, he still felt very uncomfortable when he saw this kind of ghost mist corpse qi filling the mountain.

Especially after the moonrise, the thick ghostly mist and corpse qi made the sky dark, and even the moonlight was only like a bright fire.

Corpse Demon Sect, this is one of the ten famous sects of the Demon Dao that makes mortals feel afraid when they hear it.

As soon as the sun set, the low-level monks in the Corpse Demon Sect were like dead corpses that had come to life, one by one out of the coffin, and came out with a strong putrid stench, which was disgusting and very evil.

Some of them were sucking the power of the moon together with the corpses, and some were fighting with each other.

The air here is full of corpse poison, and ordinary mortals will turn into zombies if they inhale a few breaths, and the monks of the Righteous Path Spiritual Induction Period and the Fugue Period will not be able to last long without the Antidote Pill in this environment.

The mountains stretch out, and under the ghost mist and corpse qi, there is a place guarded by the formation, and the pine and cypress sea inside is lush and green, which is very different from the mountains outside.

This is the place where Luo Feiyang and the others reside, it is the Immortal Valley of the Corpse Demon Sect.

The people of the Tianyan Sword Sect came all the way here, and there was not a single cultivator of the Divine Journey Realm, and there were dozens of remnants of the remnants gathered by Luo Feiyang, and the lowest cultivation was in the early stage of the Dragon and Tiger, occupying most of the monks who escaped from the Jianming Mountain Range that night.

"Uncle Luo, Pan is no good, I have known each other for hundreds of years, Uncle Shi came from behind, and he got the Great Road, Pan is far inferior to you, I have already let go of this regret...... The road is difficult, and I don't have this blessing!"

"My biggest regret is that I will not see the day when the sect is recovered, after I die, I asked my uncle to immediately burn me to ashes, take me back to the Southern Wilderness in the future, and bury me in Huangsha Mountain. Let me return to my hometown and look at the younger generations!"

In a small room, Pan Henian, who was lying on the bed, pulled Luo Feiyang and said with a begging look in his eyes.

At this time, this Huangsha Mountain Lord was like a withered body, his qi and blood were decaying, his body was prostrate, the true yuan in his body was scattered, and when his divine consciousness touched, he could see that he was stained with a not weak corpse demon breath.

The Corpse Demon Sect is not an inn where you can stay for money, Luo Feiyang is adjacent to many Dragon and Tiger Monks of the Tianyan Sword Sect who live here and dance with the demons, and he has to pay the price.

The Sword Sect has a profound heritage, which has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and the classics collected in the sect can be said to be full of sweat.

Thousands of years ago, there was a Ten Thousand Corpses Sect in the Southern Wilderness, under the leadership of the Heavenly Corpse Ancestor, it rose rapidly like a meteor in the Southern Wilderness, and when it was strong, the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect tried to challenge the majesty of the Sword Sect, but the Sword Sect broke through the mountain gate and slaughtered it all, and the corpse practice method in the sect was confiscated and destroyed.

However, some valuable exercises such as the [Corpse Demon Sutra] deduced and written by the Heavenly Corpse Ancestor with his own wisdom were retained and strictly guarded.

Luo Feiyang exchanged this [Corpse Demon Sutra] for the support of the Ten Famous Corpse Demon Sects of the Western Desert Demon Dao. In order to be born as a righteous monk, he survived safely in the Western Desert where the demons danced.

Of course, the Corpse Sutra is not the only exchange.

The monks of the Sword Sect also have to often accompany the Dragon and Tiger Monks of the Corpse Demon Sect to fight and learn, Pan Henian was originally in his twilight years, and his qi and blood were declining, but he practiced the [Emperor Heaven Thick Earth Sutra], and his defensive power was extremely strong.

In the eyes of the Demon Cultivator at the peak of the Dragon and Tiger of the Corpse Demon Sect, Pan Henian is the best opponent for training.

Cultivation is high, stronger than defense, don't have too many concerns, you can go all out like life and death, on the other hand, Pan Henian still has scruples, one can't hit the opponent hard, and the other is to take turns to deal with the wheel battle of multiple demon cultivators.

Even if Pan Henian's strength is extraordinary, he is slowly injured in his meridians and is worried about being invaded by the aura of corpse demons.

When a man is dying, his words are good, and when a bird is dying, his song is also mourning!

How many brothers and sisters who have been through hardships together, seeing Pan Henian running out of oil and falling to such a field now, all feel sad about the death of rabbits and foxes.

After the mortals of the Southern Wilderness died, they talked about entering the earth for peace, and the monks were also buried in the earth and died with the plants and trees.

The Western Desert is not worse than the Great Jin, and it is worse than the Southern Wilderness, with miasma, poisonous snakes, and fierce beasts rampant, and it is not easy for mortals to survive.

Mortals here are buried in the sky after death, and the dead bodies are eventually eaten by vultures and other ghouls.

To understand Luo Feiyang and other people from the Southern Wilderness, this is a wilderness of exploding corpses, and there is no place to bury the dead.

The Western Desert Demon Dao is rampant, and it is not easy for the monks here to survive, and all kinds of evil methods emerge in an endless stream, Pan Henian knows that several dragon and tiger monks of the Corpse Demon Sect have already targeted his physical body, and that group of people are like corpse-eating vultures, all looking forward to the moment when he dies with great interest.

There is a term called broken bones and ashes, which means that after someone's death, their bones are broken into ashes and scattered around.

In the Southern Wilderness, there is only a great enmity of life and death, and he will not even let go of the corpse of the other party, Pan Henian would rather be burned to ashes immediately after he dies, than leave the body for the demon cultivator to toss.

Luo Feiyang, who had a fat head and a big face, looked at Pan Henian, and said slowly:

"When a person dies, everything is empty. Why worry so much, Luo doesn't lie to you, my bones, I have other arrangements!"

The dying Pan Henian's eyes widened a little, his body trembled, and a pair of eyes that originally did not have much brilliance flashed the last essence, and exclaimed:

"Uncle Luo...... You're really going to use my bones to please those demon cubs!"

"Senior Brother Luo, Senior Brother Pan fought hard for the sake of the sect, we can't do this to him!"

"Uncle Luo, think twice, we can't blindly give in to that group of demon cultivators!"

"Uncle Luo!"

"Senior Brother Dongfang, you quickly plead for Senior Brother Pan, I can't hand over Senior Brother Pan's body to Demon Cultivator!"

Dongfang Chen didn't say a word, only let out a low sigh, and looked at Xiao Yicai, the owner of Kurong Mountain, who was also expressionless beside him.

Luo Feiyang turned a deaf ear to the words of the few people behind him and said:

"This matter has been decided by Luo, there is no need to discuss it again, Senior Nephew Pan, what other wishes do you have to fulfill!"

Pan Henian fell, his throat moved up and down a few times, as if he was swallowing saliva, and as if he had something to say, his eyes began to dilute, and his lips turned white.

"No...... No, you can't do that...... ...... me"

Still relying on his ability to fly into the sky and enter the earth, at the moment of Zaihua, this Huangsha Mountain Lord who almost advanced to the Origin Realm is still no different from a mortal in the end.

The black hair turns white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the facial features change rapidly, like a big tree about to turn into dead wood.

After exerting his last strength, after expressing his unwillingness, Pan Henian died.

Luo Feiyang waved his hand and said, "Senior nephew Dongfang, you go and invite the Blue Daoist friend of the Corpse Demon Sect!"

Everyone looked different, Luo Feiyang ignored Pan Henian's wishes, squeezed out the last bit of value of Pan Henian, this matter was carried out in front of everyone's eyes, which made people's hearts cold, and there were signs of detachment.

"Senior brother, I'll go!" Xiao Yicai stepped forward and stopped Dongfang Chen,

Everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Yicai, and it was not a very glorious thing to call outsiders to move Pan Henian's body after all, although everyone knew that it was decided by Luo Feiyang.

Xiao Yicai's expression was solemn, he looked around and said:

"Uncle Luo exchanged Senior Brother Pan's bones and Senior Lan for a Returning Yang Pill, just to help me break through the bottleneck and return to the source."

"Even if I benefit, the pot that moved Senior Brother Pan's corpse should not be carried by Senior Brother Luo and Senior Brother Dongfang!"

Xiao Yicai strode out. It didn't take long to bring in the two of them.

One was an old man in black with a long beard hanging down, holding a jade staff with an ancient form, which was a Taishang chief surnamed Lan of the Corpse Demon Sect.

Another man in his thirties was dressed in a gorgeous beard, his appearance was quite outstanding, his red hair was very eye-catching, and he could smell a faint smell of corpses in the fragrance.

The blue old devil shrank into inches, stepped in front of Pan Henian's bed, looked at Pan Henian's hollow eyes, regretted, and said:

"The body of the earth-level top-grade earth spirit root, which fits with the earth, almost returned to the source realm before his death, it is really a good material for making high-grade corpses, but it is a pity that the soul is scattered with the soul of the warp, if he can seal his soul in the zombie, it should be great!"

Pan Henian's spirit re-entered reincarnation, and he couldn't stop his path of reincarnation, which was Luo Feiyang's bottom line.

Luo Feiyang said: "Lan Daoyou, return Yang Dan!"

Blue Old Devil smiled and said, "Don't worry, Luo Daoyou, it's here!" Blue Old Devil took out a white jade bottle from his sleeve and threw it to Luo Feiyang.

Luo Feiyang opened it and took a look, his face showed a slight surprise, there was a red pearl-sized elixir in the jade bottle, it turned out to be a top-grade Huanyang Pill, and the previous agreement was a medium-grade Huanyang Pill, which means that the Blue Old Devil gave it was slightly better than the agreed.

Lan Lao Mo said: "Luo Daoyou, forgive me, the secret technique of practicing corpses of the Concealment Sect has the best effect in the corpse bones before it is cold, and the old man's disciple has to borrow your treasure land!"

The color of everyone in the Tianyan Sword Sect changed, which can be regarded as another challenge to the ethical bottom line of the Southern Wilderness monks, and the body of Pan Henian was moved in public.

However, this matter is very normal in the Corpse Demon Sect, and sometimes in order to discuss the experience of sacrificing corpses, everyone forms a circle to see how the master fiddles with the corpses.

This is not the difference between good and evil.

Nor is it the difference between civilization and barbarism.

It's just a difference in ethics that people recognize in their hearts.

The post-mortem in the Southern Wilderness is a ninth-rate profession, recruiting yin qi, cutting off children and grandchildren, as long as people with a little bit of interest do not do this work, everyone avoids walking when they see it.

Even if some people die in vain, other people still believe in the complete burial of peace, and they are not allowed to use knives or take out their chests and abdomen, even if it is a corpse.

From this point of view, from the perspective of the people of Zhanxi Desert, the people of the Southern Wilderness are also ignorant.

When the thirty-year-old man arrived at Pan Henian's body, he pinched the magic trick, and a strong cold and yin wind immediately arose in the room.

If there is an iQue monk here, I am afraid that in an instant, my limbs will be frozen by this invisible yin wind, and his soul will be freed, and he will return to the west.

"Up!"

A gust of yin wind swept towards Pan Henian's body, slowly forming a thick layer of gray-black air mass, wrapping his body in it like a cocoon.

The cultivators of the Tianyan Sword Sect let go of their divine sense, and saw wisps of gray and black yin qi, which slowly entered Pan Henian's body, like a living monk breathing in the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Sizzle"

The first time I saw the monks who sacrificed the corpse, there were many people gasped, the avenue was three thousand, each with its own differences, this kind of inheritance of the corpse sacrifice is also too wonderful, and the corpse is practiced as one's own doppelganger, which can absorb the true essence of the condensation.

The Corpse Demon Sect, the top ten famous sects of the Demon Dao, really has something unique, no wonder the Corpse Demon Sect can stand for thousands of years.

Suddenly, a familiar earthy spiritual power circulated in the void, completely different from the Yin and Netherworld Qi.

Luo Feiyang was stunned, only to see that Pan Henian in the yin qi cocoon came to life, and his hand formed a magic seal, and the faint earth line true yuan was slowly growing.

"It's the Emperor's Thick Earth Sutra!"

That wisp of earth true yuan is very pure, mixed with yin qi, peaceful coexistence, and no conflict, according to an inexplicable tacit understanding in operation, extremely mysterious, and Pan Henian was slightly different from when he was alive, but Luo Feiyang has to study carefully where he is.

Luo Feiyang's eyes showed a cold light, and said: "Lan Daoyou, you are so calculating, your sect's corpse sacrifice technique can explore the monk's exercises during his lifetime, and my sect's Emperor Heaven and Thick Earth Sutra will be exchanged by you for a Yang Returning Pill, this transaction Luo Mou has lost a lot, you have to add something, otherwise Luo Mou's heart will not be happy!"

The Emperor Heaven Thick Earth Sword Sutra is one of the mastery of the Tianyan Sword Sect, and it is a practice that will never be passed on.

He Qi tried all the methods when he was in the Tianyan Sword Sect, but he couldn't inherit it in a righteous and bright way, and he could only use tricks.

If you put aside the past, whoever wants to fight the idea of these Zhen Sect inheritances will definitely touch the bottom line of the Tianyan Sword Sect, and will face endless pursuit.

It's just that now the Tianyan Sword Sect is not as good as it used to be, Luo Feiyang is based on practicality, and anything can be exchanged for it, as long as the other party gives the corresponding price.

Seeing that the Blue Old Devil and his disciples were fiddling with Pan Henian's corpse and reproducing the mysteries of the Emperor's Thick Earth Sutra, Luo Feiyang still suppressed the urge to make a move, just wanting to get the corresponding value.

Flying.

Luo Feiyang only felt that his name was a silent irony, he couldn't fly at will at all, and he had to do many things he didn't like for the sake of the sect.

Being in this position, suddenly, I can understand Han You's choice and loneliness.

It is difficult to support alone, and at all costs, among these dozens of people, one or two more Returning Origin Realm cultivators must be cultivated, otherwise let alone the restoration of the sect, there is no way to continue the inheritance of the torch.

The blue old demon smiled and said: "Luo Daoyou is in a hurry, although the corpse sacrifice technique of the contemptible sect is a little distinctive, it is not so magical!"

"After this spirit corpse is sacrificed, it can escape to the ground, it can fly to the sky, and it can use the corresponding Emperor Heaven Thick Earth Technique of your faction, but it is only about six to seventy percent of his strength during his lifetime!"

"And only this corpse training corpse will be the emperor's heaven thick earth sword technique, even the junior apprentice can't master it, Taoist friends can rest assured, your sect's Zhenzong mastery will never leak! Lan is also afraid that Daoist friends will see this corpse in the future, your sect's exercises, there is a misunderstanding, so I will be in front of you and let you witness the sacrifice with your own eyes. ”

Luo Feiyang's face darkened, no wonder the other party gave him a high-grade elixir.

"That's good, Luo will believe you once, but if I see who in your sect will learn from my sect, Luo will take it back!"

(End of chapter)