The Yin Evil Invisible Knife is infinitely powerful, but Chen Ziang rarely uses it, because once he uses this knife, his mind will definitely fall into a deep and dark realm.

Under this fixed state, the mind is like a calm pool of water, and everything in the world is reflected in it without causing the slightest wave, love and hatred become very light, and the person with the knife almost becomes a cold monster.

Although according to the records, in this case, not only can the full potential of the knife wielder be realized, but also help to climb the innate realm.

But with such a congenital, Chen Ziang is not cold at all!

Even the feelings are gone, what's the fun of being like an ice lump?

Similarly, there is the Great Sumeru Sword Technique, which can also make people fall into the Zen of Buddhism, and can assist cultivators to comprehend the innate wonder of this way.

Exercises like this are all top-notch martial arts that can only be practiced by true disciples of various sects, but unfortunately Chen Ziang's two are not in line with his temperament, but the weaker Four Seasons Killing Method is the most suitable.

But today, in the face of the demon demon, Chen Ziang had no choice, and the Yin Invisible Invisible Knife was swung out without restraint, even so, it was necessary to explode with all the strength of the Heavenly Thunder Bombardment, Attack and Kill, and Fighting to finally destroy the other party.

And the other party is still seriously injured on the premise!

The horror of the people in the Demon Path can be seen!

Looking down at the magic knife in his hand, the blurred light had dissipated, revealing its non-gold and non-jade material, the originally sharp blade was pitted, and it looked like it would break with a little force.

Throwing away the knife in his hand, Chen Ziang rubbed his face with both hands, the silence in his eyes began to slowly dissipate, and the exhaustion of his body came to his heart.

Turning his head and sweeping around, Qu Bingtong and the two women not far away had already fainted from the explosion of Tianleizi, and Yan Zhen was even more boneless.

Picking up the opponent's magic knife from the ground, the pitch-black blade was not unusual at all, it seemed that this night demon knife was much harder than the heart demon knife.

But it's normal, and I know that it's not used for head-on battles by looking at the appearance of the Heart Demon Knife.

In addition to the Daredevil Knife, there are several other things on the ground.

A black iron plaque, on which is engraved with unknown mountains and rivers, a word in the center is particularly conspicuous, and there are two small characters in the corner - Kong Xiu!

It seems to be the other party's identity plate or something.

Next to the iron plaque was a gray bag, which looked inconspicuous, but it was not hurt in the slightest under the explosion of the Heavenly Thunder Zi and Chen Ziang's dense sword qi, and it was obviously not ordinary.

The long knife was picked, and the bag fell into his hand.

I reached for the gray strap on my mouth, but found that I couldn't open it even with all my might.

He poked with a knife, but there was no response.

After thinking about it, he threw the brocade bag on top of Kong Xiu's corpse, and the brocade bag was stained with blood, and it was only an extra layer of dark red, and it still couldn't be opened.

Chen Ziang was completely dead at this time, struggled in his heart for a while, and finally glanced at the bag in his hand regretfully, and threw it back to the ground unwillingly.

This thing is very similar to the legendary storage bag, but this kind of thing is rumored to have the mark left by a master on it, and it can be traced after being stolen, although these are rumors, but it is better to abandon it here just in case.

After all, you can't do it yourself!

As for the magic knife in his hand, people who practice martial arts pay attention to the combination of people and weapons, and they cannot tolerate distracting thoughts, but it is impossible to attach anything from other people.

Finally, he glanced at the stumps all over the ground, sighed slightly, Chen Ziang's body shook, and disappeared with the two unconscious women.

Seven days later, before the main hall of the Yanshan faction.

Qu Bingtong changed into a white filial piety robe, and respectfully knelt and kowtowed to the ranking of the Yanshan Sect's ancestors in the middle of the hall.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

The head hit the bluestone ground with a muffled sound, and Qi Ning's face behind him couldn't bear it, but he didn't step forward to stop it.

After kowtowing, Qu Bingtong didn't say anything, but stepped forward with red eyes and put away the tablets one by one and put them in a wooden box.

"Let's go!"

A low and hoarse voice sounded, and Qu Bingtong, dressed in white, carrying a long sword and carrying a wooden box, slowly walked down the mountain.

"Miss Qu, get in the car!"

At the foot of the mountain, the sturdy Xu Bo lifted the curtain, and his eyes were lonely.

He was originally an old servant of the Yin family, and he watched Yin Ying grow up since he was a child, but he didn't want to accompany his young lady back to his future uncle's house, but he said goodbye to heaven and man, and yin and yang were separated.

'O evil way......

sighed in his heart, and watched Qu Bingtong and the two girls get into the car, he also sat on the frame, waving the horsewhip, and in the crisp sound of 'pop', the carriage rutted 'Gra'...... The sound of Gla ...... sounded one after another, and the group gradually moved away.

The car window was lifted from the inside, and the red eyes watched the familiar hometown gradually disappear, and the past situations emerged one by one, Qu Bingtong could no longer hold back the grief in his heart, and tears fell like rain, sliding all over his cheeks.

Chen Ziang rode a healthy horse alone, turned his head slightly to look at the tearful girl, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Chen Ziang took out a book from his arms.

This was given to him by Qu Bingtong, saying that it was a gift specially left to him by Qu Xiaoyang, and it was also the reason why Qu Xiaoyang was able to become the true inheritance of the Taixuan Sect without entering the innate world.

Concentrating on the mind, Qingwei Fu (basic version).

Looking at it casually, the concentrating mind method is a special exercise that allows people to restrain their minds and calm their minds, and it also lays the foundation for the latter.

After turning through the Concentration Method, strange runes appeared on the pages of the book.

Fire Charm, if successfully drawn, will make the green leaves wither.

The water charm, painted with a certain place, can gather a cloud of clear water in seven days.

Earth Charm, which softens the surface.

A golden talisman that makes the solid wood harder than it was.

Wooden charms that promote grass growth.

"It's amazing! It's just ugly, isn't it?"

Chen Ziang shook his head, gathered his mind according to the requirements of the concentrating heart technique, and waved his hand lightly in front of him, and a talisman appeared in his mind.

After half a ring, a strange aura surged, and a warm breath appeared in front of him.

Chen Ziang couldn't help grinning lightly, it seems that he is really suitable for following Qu Xiaoyang's back path and being a talisman master.

Unforgettable memory,Strong mental self-control,In addition to horizontal practice, he turned out to be a genius of talisman making.。

Continue to flip through the book, and there are several more complex sigils in the back.

For example, the Wind Charm, the Town House Charm, and the Exorcism Charm and so on......

But it doesn't seem to be very useful, and it's really a basic version.

As Chen Ziang's mind sank into the painting, time gradually passed, and before he knew it, everyone had walked out of the border of Nanyue and entered the territory of this Qi country.

"Hula ......"

It was a dark night, with a storm of wind and rain, horses' hooves and ruts.

Chen Zi raised his brows and looked ahead, the path between the dense forests winded, and he didn't know where it leads.

"Little brother, it looks like we're lost!"

Xu Bo in the carriage looked into the distance and sighed.

"I can only spend the night in the rain today!"

"That's not necessary, I just saw a fire flashing in front of me, and I guess there will be someone not far away. ”

"How can there be people living in this deep mountain and dense forest?"

"Who knows?"

Chen Ziang shook his head and sped up the speed of the horse under him.

There was really a fire ahead, it was a ruined temple, the door was damaged, the house may not have been cleaned for a long time, cobwebs were all over the hall, the Buddha statue of mercy looked a little hideous in the firelight, I don't know if I was angry that I had no one to sacrifice!

On the left side of the temple, there are four people around to make a fire to keep warm.

"It's getting late, and it's raining heavily outside, so you don't mind squeezing it, right?"

Chen Ziang tied up the horses and bowed to a few people.

"This place is deserted, and it is ownerless. Besides, this is the abode of the Buddha, and my Buddha is merciful and protects the world, so how can we outsiders mind?"

One of the four middle-aged scribes stood up and saluted, smiling to make room for a few people.

"If you don't dislike it, let's make a fire together, right?"

"Sir is polite, but we still have a female dependent here, so it's not very convenient, so there's no need!"

Although Chen Ziang is young, his demeanor is so moderate that people subconsciously ignore his age.

"In that case, please please!"

The middle-aged scribe saluted, glanced at his companion, and slowly sat back.

Xu Bo outside also parked the carriage and entered the temple with Qu Bingtong's two daughters.

Several people were already physically and mentally exhausted, so they swept a corner of the hall and rested cross-legged.

Chen Ziang looked at the four people not far away without a trace, and also closed his eyes.

The bronze stone door in his mind was already shining at this time, and a suction force was faintly generated, although he knew that the time was not right, but Chen Ziang had no choice, and his mind was cast on the bronze stone door, and a dark whirlpool was generated, sucking his mind into it and throwing it to another place in the underworld.

The body swayed, undulating.

When you open your eyes, you can see the trees on both sides of the road and the sound of birdsong.

Several uniformed soldiers were staggering ahead to lead the way, and before he could come back to his senses, a man beside him had already come up.

"Father-in-law Sun, I'm afraid there will be a lot of restlessness on the road this time, did you only send your father-in-law to come here from Dongchang?"

'Father-in-law?'

Chen Ziang's body stiffened, turned around with difficulty, and looked at a black-bearded man beside him.

"What did you just say?"

As soon as the voice came out, Chen Ziang's body swayed violently, and he almost fell off the horse's back.

Her voice is piercing and shrill, like a girl in the period of voice change!