Hui Shan said: "What else does the donor want to ask?" Wan Yanli stared at Hui Shan and said: "Although the internal force of the Yi Jin Jing in your palm just now accounts for the vast majority, there are still a small number of other internal forces mixed in it, although it is very small, but it is not the internal strength of the Yi Jin Jing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Huishan said with a smile: "The donor has extraordinary knowledge, and the poor monk has indeed practiced another kind of internal skill. Wan Yan said: "There is more than one kind of internal strength in Shaolin, but your internal force is by no means the true qi of Buddhism, but it is like a magic skill with murderous and aggressive energy." Hye-sun's face changed and he didn't speak. Wan Yanli stared at him and said: "The old man is not a good person, but the old man is very familiar with that internal force, it is exactly the same as Ling Junlai's internal force, and the old man will never look away." ”

As soon as these words came out, Luo Tianchu and the three of them all looked at Huishan in surprise. Huiyan sighed and said, "The monks don't lie, but they can also not answer the donor's questions. After saying that, he closed his eyes, sat on the ground with his hands folded, and was unexpectedly settled. Wan Yan was like a torch, staring at him for a moment and said, "Do you have any relationship with Ling Junlai?" Wan Yanli sneered: "In the past two years, the old man has been tracking down the history of the blood knife, and it took a lot of effort to find out that this knife is related to a mysterious religion five hundred years ago. Seeing that Hye-sun was still expressionless, he continued: "That mysterious religion is called 'Blood God Sect', and the believers worship blood and worship the 'Blood God', believing that the blood in the body is given by the blood god, and the sacrificial blood contains magical power. And the sacrificial artifact is this blood knife."

Hui Shan was still unmoved, but Luo Tianchu couldn't help but touch the blood knife behind him. Wan Yan said: "This knife was originally called 'Blood God Knife', and the blood released from it can be sacrificed to the Blood God, but it must be human blood." The believers valued their blood more than their lives, and of course did not want to harm themselves, so they found handsome men and women from outside the valley, cut their throats with a knife, and put the blood in the sacrificial blood pool, after which they could drink it. ”

Zhu Yushi felt a little sick to his stomach, resisted the urge to vomit, continued to listen, and finished speaking: "The number of people in the Blood God Sect is extremely small, at most only thirty or forty people, just like a big family, living in the deserted foggy valley to support themselves, and acting very low-key. The Blood God only sacrificed once a year, and they didn't kill many people, and many disciples never set foot in the valley in their lives. For a hundred years, the nearby villagers sometimes saw a figure disappear in the Foggy Valley, and every year a young man disappeared inexplicably, thinking that there were demons and ghosts in the valley, and since a few brave people entered the valley to investigate, no one dared to approach the valley. ”

Luo Tianchu said: "It seems that the Blood God Sect is just an ignorant cult. Wan Yan said: "The existence of a religion must have its magic, otherwise believers will not believe in it with all their hearts." It is said that the men of the Blood God Sect are handsome and dashing, the women are beautiful and colorful, they are really young and eternal, and their martial arts are all super-first-class masters, especially their sect masters, who are all top masters at the grandmaster level. Luo Tianchu was shocked: "Could it be that the martial arts they learned are the "Nine Styles of Blood Knife"?" At that time, there was no "Nine Styles of Blood Knife". For hundreds of years, the Blood God Knife was just a sacrificial knife, until the thirty-third sect leader Bu Tianbing discovered that the Blood God Sword contained a huge amount of energy, and he spent twenty years of hard work to find a way to use this power, and then he became another person, bloodthirsty, murderous, eyes and eyebrows also turned red, as if crazy, he killed people when he saw them, and killed all the believers in the valley. After arriving outside the valley, he slaughtered two nearby villages. ”

Luo Tianchu said: "He's just one person, so no one can stop him?" Wan Yan said: "The villagers are ordinary people, how can they stop him, fortunately, two legendary swordsmen have traveled here and worked together to restrain Bu Tianbing." Zhu Yushi asked, "Which two swordsmen?" Wan Yan said: "Ye Guming and Liu Xiangting." Liu Shaoqing said movingly: "My great-grandfather is also at the scene?" Wan Yan said: "Yes, fortunately, he is also here, otherwise Ye Guming alone would really not be able to subdue the opponent." Luo Tianchu sighed: "These two are legends, and they have to join forces to subdue him, which shows how terrible that magic skill is, and what happened in the end?" When he woke up, he didn't even know what had happened. When he learned that he had killed the believers in the valley with his own hands, he cried and beat his chest, and he was going to die to apologize, but finally listened to Ye Daxia's persuasion before agreeing to survive. ”

Luo Tianchu said: "I really don't know how Ye Daxia persuaded him, if it were me, I would definitely have no face to live in the world." Wan Yan said: "There are many ways to apologize, and death is not the best one." Although I don't know what Ye Daxia said, it is conceivable that there is only one person left in the Blood God Sect, Bu Tianbing, if he also dies, the Blood God Sect will be completely wiped out, and this martial art will be extinct from now on, so his responsibility is heavy. Luo Tianchu said: "Has he rebuilt the Blood God Sect?" Wan Yan said: "No, but he married a wife and had children, and he reproduced offspring." With offspring comes hope. Since then, he has never gone mad again, and the couple have been on good terms with each other, dying at the age of eighty-six. During this period, both swordsmen came to visit him, and they also relaxed and kept a secret for him, in case outsiders came to disturb his hard-won purity. This is what the old man has investigated in the past two years. ”

Luo Tianchu said: "It turns out that the origin of this knife is so extraordinary, I believe that Bu Tianbing must not be willing to be unknown, and he must have done other things after living in seclusion, otherwise this knife would not have been transferred to the master of Lingbao." Wan Yanli glanced at the stone-like Huishan and said, "Maybe this master can answer these questions." ”

Hui Shan slowly opened his eyes and said with a wry smile: "The poor monk has escaped into the empty door for decades, I thought that I had already calmed down, but I didn't expect to be reminded of the memories of previous years by the Wanyan benefactor, sin, sin." Luo Tianchu said: "Could it be that the master really has something to do with the Blood Knife?" Hui Shan did not answer his question immediately, but stood up and said, "Can the poor monk borrow the Blood God Knife to take a look." Luo Tianchu immediately took off the knife, handed it over, and said, "Please take a look at it." Hui Shan's hand that took the knife trembled, his expression showed a look of fear, he slowly took it, held it with one hand, and stroked the lines of the scabbard with the other hand, and a complicated color shot out of his eyes, and finally held the handle of the knife, and he didn't pull out the knife for a long time, his hands were pale from force, and his brain was bulging, as if he had made a big determination.

Hearing the sound of the dragon's groan, the Blood God Knife was pulled out of a line, and the cold light was inserted into the sheath again in a flash, and then saw that a thin layer of sweat appeared on Huishan's forehead, and returned the knife to Luo Tianchu, and said: "The demonic nature of this knife is even worse than before, it almost ruined the poor monk's practice for decades, and it is still insufficient concentration, difficult to control, sin, sin." Luo Tianchu put away the Blood God Knife and said, "It seems that the master really has a lot of fate with this knife, I don't know if I can give it to you." Huishan said: "Now the poor monk will not hide it, in fact, Bu Tianbing is the biological father of the poor monk." Although everyone almost guessed it, they were still surprised to hear him admit it himself. Hye-sun continued: "The reason why the demonic nature of this knife is so huge is not because of the few people killed during the sacrifice, but because it soaks in the blood pool all year round when it is not sacrificed, and the shaman recites the Blood Nerve by the blood pool every day. The "Blood Nerve" is said to be written by the ancient blood god with his own blood, the scriptures say that the blood god knife is spiritual, the blood god sealed his soul in the knife, in the blood water you can hear the believers chanting for him, every time you read it, the power of the blood god knife will increase by one point, and finally you can wake up the sealed blood god, then he can be reborn with the help of the body of the person who used the knife. ”

Wan Yanli recalled: "When Ling Junlai duel with me, he used a knife to cut his skin and drip blood on the knife, and then his hair and eyes turned red, and his skill suddenly increased greatly, was it the 'Blood God' possessed at that time?" Hui Shan said: "Yes, only the owner of this knife can use his own blood to summon the Blood God." Back then, my father was the first to summon the Blood God, but unfortunately he didn't know how to control it, and was completely manipulated by the 'Blood God', which caused a catastrophe of extermination. Luo Tianchu said: "What happened to Senior Bu after he lived in seclusion?" Hui Shan said: "Ye Daxia once instructed his father that only when people who are indifferent by nature and have no desires can use this knife to keep the Lingtai clear and not completely controlled by the 'Blood God', so my father did not reorganize the Blood God Sect, but lived a peaceful and undisputed life. But his research on the Blood God Knife never stopped for a day, and finally mastered the method of awakening the Blood God without being controlled, and sure enough, as Ye Daxia said, only people who are indifferent by nature and have no desires can do it. However, the risk of doing so is still enormous, and a single thought can lead to irreparable disaster. My father began to look for another safe way to use the magic of the knife. He spent twenty years creating "Nine Styles of Blood Knife". This is a sword technique that uses magic without awakening the blood god, and although it is not as powerful as 'summoning the gods', it can be said to be the first sword technique in the world. ”

Wan Yan said: "There is no doubt about this, no one will doubt this sentence." Hui Shan said: "The poor monk learned the "Nine Styles of the Blood Knife" at the age of thirty-three, and only the last style was deduced by his father, and no one could practice it. My father told me that although the "Blood Knife Nine Styles" does not need to awaken the blood god, it is also necessary to maintain a calm state of mind when using it, and if you have demonic thoughts, the blood god will still awaken. At that time, the poor monk was young and proud, and he didn't care very much, he only felt that he had a peerless martial arts but couldn't show his skills in the rivers and lakes, and he really had what he had learned. A year later, my father became seriously ill, and before he died, he told me the method of 'summoning the gods', not to let me practice, but just to let the exercises be lost, and he told me not to use them. After the death of his father, the poor monk struggled for two months, and finally failed to withstand the temptation of 'calling the gods', and decided to try it once. Speaking of this, Hui Shan Lao burst into tears and choked up: "That night is the night that the poor monk regrets the most in the world, if he can have another chance to choose, the poor monk is willing to pay any price to change." (To be continued.) )