I don't know how long it took, the red and blue blood path that connected between Lin Yizhi and the Yin Yang Old Dao's body finally slowly disappeared. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The only color in the cave vanished, plunging into endless darkness once more.

In the darkness, there was a clear sound, and the corpse of Yin Yang Lao Dao, which had already become a dry corpse, fell from the air like a dead leaf, fell to the ground, and then fell apart.

Life and death are just a matter of time, just now Lin Yizhi is still struggling on the verge of death, but now, the dead person has been replaced by another person.

Not only that, what Lin Yizhi lost was regained like a reincarnation, the endless power was surging in his blood, his blood and the essence blood of the Yin and Yang Old Dao were constantly dissolving, Lin Yizhi could feel that his cultivation seemed to have improved again.

The cold and bloodthirsty feeling slowly faded, but Lin Yizhi didn't feel a little happy, but he was stunned, the wound on his collarbone was still painful, but the dripping blue blood had stopped under the effect of the unknown force.

But for this teenager, he didn't even notice any of this at the moment. He looked at the scattered bones of the Yin and Yang Old Dao just over a foot away, and the short sword that had been dimmed to the point of no light next to the bones.

The bones of the old man and the short sword lay there quietly, as if nothing had happened.

In Lin Yizhi's mind, there was only one thought:

What did I do? What did I do?

Lin Yizhi looked at everything that was happening in front of him, his eyes were a little flustered, and he muttered a sentence: "I...... I...... What did I do!"

In the darkness, Wan Bodang's voice came out, with great surprise and a hint of fear: "You...... Since you are a person who has left the Sorrow Sect, how can you practice like this...... Could it be that you were born in the Demon Dao, who are you the Bloodthirsty Demon Ancestor?"

Before Lin Yizhi could speak, Nangong Yijin interjected: "Bah, have you brushed your teeth, your mouth is so stinky, the reputation of the bloodthirsty demon ancestor still stinks for eight hundred miles, and he died early for a long time, and now the bones have turned into dung, and we Lin Yizhi have a lot to do with him." ”

Wan Bodang was a little skeptical and said, "You said that he has nothing to do with the Bloodthirsty Demon Ancestor, so how can you explain his methods?"

This Wan Bodang didn't care about Lin Yizhi killing the old man of Yin and Yang by surprise, but asked about this, it seems that he doesn't care about the life or death of the old way of yin and yang.

Nangong Yijin cleared his throat and stroked his beard in the corner, he was already a good teacher, how could he let go of this opportunity and said: "Okay, I see that you are tired of fighting and killing, so I will tell you about it." Wan Bodang, you are a later, you must not know the strangeness of this kid Lin Yizhi. You can ask the group of guys in the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Palace, every time there is a critical moment, Lin Yizhi will always burst out with an inexplicable force, this power will always turn the tide of the battle, if you don't believe it, you can ask the remnants of those bullshit halls who fled back. ”

Nangong Yijin shook his head and said: "At first, I didn't know where Lin Yizhi's kid's power came from, but after a long time, what in the world can escape the eyes of the old way." Needless to say, what dominates his body is his cultivation of the Freedom from Worries and Infinite Dao. However, although the mental method that the gang of guys from the Separation Sect came up with is in line with the nature of heaven and earth, but ordinary mortals may not be able to practice a few Jiazi, you look at Lin Yizhi's stupid appearance, naturally he is slowly entering the realm above the Separation Anxiety Infinite Dao, if it is not for the help of the fire, I think he may not be able to condense into a golden pill at my age. ”

When he said this, not only did he damage Lin Yizhi, but he also damaged even the Leaving Worry Sect, but listening to his tone, it seemed that he took it for granted.

In the dark, Wan Bodang sneered: "Don't tell me, Lin Yizhi can do such a thing with the Freedom from Worry Wuji Dao." ”

Nangong Yijin shook his head and said: "How is that possible, if the Separation from Sorrow Wuji Dao can be cultivated like this, I am afraid that the plaque of the First Righteous Path in the world of Separation from Sorrow Sect should also be removed......"

"Hey...... You look at Lin Yizhi's kid so honest, in fact, he still has a secret hidden in his mental strength!" Nangong Yijin finished speaking, and glanced at Lin Yiyi with a stealing eye.

It was vast and dark, and I didn't know if he really saw Lin Yizhi.

Lin Yi's heart moved, and he felt that Nangong Yijin seemed to mean something, and he couldn't help but think, could it be that this old Taoist really saw that I still cultivated the Silent Demon Heart in my body? If he told this secret in front of so many people, I am afraid that Lin Yizhi would not even have a chance to return to the Sorrow Sect.

When Lin Yizhi wanted to open his mouth to stop it, it was too late, and Nangong Yijin had already gushed out: "Actually, Lin Yizhi is still practicing another kind of exercise in his body, and it is this kind of exercise that has the effect, and the people of the Nine Heavens Emperor Jue Hall lived and died a few times ago, thanks to this kind of exercise." The name of this kind of exercise is naturally known to Lao Dao......"

When Nangong Yijin said this, he suddenly paused, and said with a smile: "However, the old way won't tell you......"

Wan Bodang's voice came: "Why ?......"

Nangong Yijin smiled and said, "Just you, a wandering dog who has lost your family, wouldn't you have tarnished the prestige of that wonderful technique in vain!"

In the dark, the Soul Hook Demon Flute Wan Bodang didn't make trouble, and seemed to smile sarcastically: "I think it's your old nonsense, you don't know ...... at all."

When Nangong Yijin heard this, he pouted his beard angrily: "Who said that I don't know the old immortals...... Saying it won't scare you to death......"

Suddenly, perhaps he thought about it for a while, and then changed his mind and said, "Forget it, I can't tell you the name of another exercise he practiced, but I can tell you a few words, as for what it means, you can go yourself." ”

In Lin Yi's heart, a stone fell to the ground. I was a little curious about what this old Nangong Dao, who was talking nonsense all day long, could say.

Nangong Yijin pondered for a long time, and then said: "These seven words are called: 'sun, moon, heaven, earth, people, immortals, ghosts, ......' do you understand what they mean?"

When Nangong Yijin said these words, he paused word by word, and his voice was even more solemn.

Wan Bodang repeated these words a few times, but he didn't know what he meant, and couldn't help but be angry: "What kind of mess is this, you can't fool me?"

Nangong Yijin laughed and said, "Dao Ye, I am playing with you, what can you do!"

At this moment, Lin Yizhi's mind was blank, except for the seven big characters that Nangong Yijin had just said, which rumbled over and over again in the depths of his divine consciousness, in this darkness, everyone and everything seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Wan Bodang didn't understand what these seven words meant, but Lin Yi's heart was clear about what these seven words meant.

The sun, the moon, the sky, the earth, the people, the immortals, the ghosts.

Seven books from heaven, left by Nuwa.

Wan Bodang and many others don't know about this secret, and it's not surprising that Ye Yingli and Xuanyu don't understand either. These seven heavenly books are related to the safety of the Xiuzhen realm, except for some Xiuzhen masters, who know it in their hearts, the rest of the people are nothing more than a little bit of a rarity, they only know that there are seven heavenly books, but few people know the names of the seven heavenly books.

Lin Yizhi's strange thing is that this Nangong Yijin is just a scholar of the rivers and lakes, who usually relies on playing some tricks, deceiving some mortals, and fooling some people, and the almost non-existent true qi on his body is not worth mentioning at all. Why does such an old Taoist know so much about the Seven Heavenly Books, and even the names of the Seven Heavenly Books are said to be like a treasure.

This is secondary, and more importantly, Lin Yizhi's internal cultivation is not any of the seven Heavenly Books, he only found a pamphlet and a fragment of the Heavenly Scroll in the small wooden box left by his father Lin Tianyin.

Later, he secretly cultivated by himself according to the exercises in that booklet, and it wasn't until much later that he realized that he had accidentally cultivated the Silent Demon Heart.

However, there is an important connection between these seven heavenly books and the Demon Heart of Silence. It is that the seven Heavenly Books can suppress the power of the Silent Demon Heart and the attack on the cultivator's soul, so that the Silent Demon Heart can be completely controlled by the cultivator, and only after the seven Heavenly Books are cultivated, the Silent Demon Heart can completely obey the orders of the master who cultivates it, otherwise, it is the lack of half of the Heavenly Book and the incomplete cultivation, and over time, the person who cultivates the Silent Demon Heart will be eaten by the Silent Demon Heart and become the puppet of the Silent Demon Heart, and then the six senses will be lost, and become a bloodthirsty monster who only knows how to kill.

Moreover, Nangong Yijin didn't say what Lin Yizhi's cultivation methods were, but only said the seven heavenly books, so in other words, he must have known the secret hidden in Lin Yizhi's body - he practiced the Demon Destroying Heart.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi's heart sank, this old Taoist usually laughs and laughs, but from what he just said, he must have known that he was cultivating the Demon Destroying Heart.

In this world, the only person in this world who knew that he was cultivating the Demon Heart of Silence was Duanmu Ningque, but now Lin Yizhi still couldn't figure out why Duanmu Ningque knew the secret he was careful to seal. But according to Duanmu's temperament, as long as Lin Yizhi doesn't have to kill the demon heart to harm people, she won't say half a sentence even if she dies.

Therefore, the only person in this world who knows Lin Yizhi's secret is the old liar in front of him who has no half-cultivation and only knows how to deceive people or run away with oil on the soles of his feet - Nangong Yijin.

Who is this Nangong Yijin?

Is he really a liar?Or, he has already jumped out of this realm of cultivation and is not subject to the laws of the Heavenly Dao, so no one can feel the slightest fluctuation of true qi in him.

In other words, he was already an immortal?

Who is he?

Lin Yizhi's mind raced to think.

However, he knew in his heart that no matter who this Nangong Yijin was, the current fact was that his fatal secret was in his hands.

If......

A killing intent quietly emerged in Lin Yizhi's heart.