Despicable, shameless!

Ye Bai couldn't find the words to describe the indignation in his heart, maybe this was the truth of the cultivation realm, and what he had seen before was just a surface.

"Qianding, aren't you worried about the retaliation of our Taiyi Sect?"

Ye Bai's complexion calmed down strangely, calm to the point of chilling, with a roar of gnashing teeth in his deep voice, and his eyes were gloomy, compared to Qianding, there was nothing better.

When Qianding heard this, Ha Luha laughed wildly: "The old man's Jedi Palace has been destroyed by the ghost remnant sun, and now it is a loose cultivator, no worries, even if Ji Baiyi and Yuelong are still alive, the old man is not afraid of them, under the dust, no one can catch up with me, you can't do it, what is the old man afraid of?"

"Good, good!"

Ye Bai nodded, praised it coldly, and then turned to Zeng Daoyi, Tian Weezi and the others: "A few of you, do you think the same way? After persecuting me, do you plan to abandon the sect and find a place to hide?"

Zeng Daoyi and the others heard Ye Bai's words and did not answer, and a look of shame and helplessness flashed in their eyes.

Such a situation was definitely not what they wanted to see, but the general trend, coupled with their inner desire and greed for the secret of advancing to the dust, coupled with the luck of the Moon Dragon Dao and Ji Baiyi that might be dead, made them finally let this situation appear.

They may have been kidnapped by Qianding, Tie Zongheng and others, but it is impossible to quit.

As for the consequences in the future, thinking about it now, it doesn't make much sense.

Ye Bai nodded again, completely disappointed in them.

As for Tie Zongheng, Fang Jue, and Wusheng, he didn't even have to ask.

"Boy. The old man can't wait, tell me the secret of the advanced detachment!"

Qianding roared again, but this time he didn't kill anyone.

Ye Bai looked at the disciples of Taiyi Sect, his heart was like numbness, and he still didn't know what to do.

The cultivation of these disciples ranged from Qi refining to Jindan. They all looked at Ye Bai without saying a word, and many disciples had a look of fear and begging in their eyes, but they couldn't help but shout.

A small number of disciples are full of determination and generosity, if they are not planted with a ban and seal the Yuan Shen, they may choose to blow themselves up, but it is a pity that these old foxes in Qianding. Obviously, it is impossible to leave this flaw.

One after another, like sharp arrows, fell on Ye Bai, waiting for his reply.

......

Cold sweat on Ye Bai's forehead leaked out layer by layer, and all the sounds in his ears gradually moved away, as if he was alone. In the face of a hideous and ugly terrifying world that wants to swallow him down.

What to do?

Yuelong Daoren and Ji Baiyi and others. Life and death are uncertain, these three or four hundred disciples may be the future of Taiyi Sect, do they want to let them together and die in their own hands?

For the first time, Ye Bai felt that he was so powerless. And helpless.

......

Seeing that Ye Bai didn't speak, Qianding's eyes flashed fiercely, and with a whoosh, he flashed out, waving his arms and clapping!

Bang bang –

There was a dull explosion. Came again, the disciples of Taiyi Sect, their heads burst open one after another, and blood sprayed wildly!

Qianding has a history of slaughtering mortals in a city to practice secret arts, and his evil reputation is by no means a joke.

Not to mention Zeng Daoyi, Song Qianqiu and others, even Wusheng, Fang Jue and other monks who boasted of being ruthless, also saw their scalps tingle. Among the crowd, only Tie Zongheng, Li Canghai and other Beiyuemen monks who had the deepest grudge against Ye Bai, were so excited that they laughed evilly.

"Stop, Qianding, I'll tell you!"

Ye Bai's eyes were cracked, and he shouted angrily!

At this moment, he finally chose to bow his head. He has always been ruthless to his opponents, but he can't be ruthless to the disciples of his own sect.

When Qianding heard this, Ha Lu Ha Da smiled, and after he stopped, he looked at Ye Bai with disdain, and said in a strange and calm voice: "Say, don't talk to me about any matter of releasing people first, you know that I don't want to listen to that now!"

In one sentence, Ye Bai's back road was blocked.

The other monks, seeing that Ye Bai finally lowered his head, their eyes lit up, and they all showed the look of listening attentively.

For the sake of this secret, they almost opened up their own sect, seeing that their wish was about to be fulfilled, how could they not be excited.

Ye Bai smiled speechlessly, did not hesitate any longer, and said directly: "After comprehending the artistic conception, then comprehend the heart of the artistic conception, open up the artistic conception space, and then accumulate enough mana, you can advance to the dust." ”

Ye Bai didn't lie when he said this, many of the monks present were old foxes, in order to advance to the dust, I don't know how many methods have been pondered, how can ordinary methods be deceived by them?

The heart of artistic conception?

Artistic conception space?

The cultivators listened in the clouds, their eyes were full of confusion, and they were half-convinced.

"This kid can't be lying to me, is he?"

Among them, except for Qianding and Yin Xilou, I am afraid that no one has comprehended the artistic conception, let alone the heart of the artistic conception.

"How to comprehend the heart of artistic conception?"

Yin Xilou asked urgently.

"How do I know the way!"

Ye Bai drank angrily and said: "Ghost Remnant Yang also comprehended by mistake, do you think there is still a way to follow this kind of thing?"

Yin Xilou's eyes sank suddenly, but thinking about the difficulty of comprehending the artistic conception and the various coincidences required, he was also relieved.

The other monks all frowned and thought, if this is the key to advancing from the dust, it is too ethereal and illusory, among the people, only Qianding's expression is the most strange, it is not a confusion, there is some kind of vague surprise and expectation.

"Boy, you must have seen what the heart of artistic conception looks like from the memory of the ghost remnant sun, give me mana to condense into a light curtain to see!"

After a while, Qianding drank again!

Ye Bai's face was expressionless, and at this point, there was nothing left to hide.

With a wave of his hand, a mirror-like light curtain appeared in the void beside him, and in the center of the mirror, there were countless white points of light condensed by mana, like a flickering galaxy, in a vortex, slowly rotating.

The cultivators were dumbfounded, and they didn't know what to do.

Only Qianding, almost the moment he saw the group of white light spots in the light curtain, his mouth opened wide, his eyes full of surprise and ecstasy.

Ye Bai noticed his expression, and his heart moved, this bastard, wouldn't he also comprehend the heart of the artistic conception, but he didn't know the way, right?

His doubts didn't last long, Qianding opened his mouth and spit out, and a white point of light that was ninety percent similar to the scene in the light curtain flowed out of his mouth and appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

However, this group of white points of light is extremely ethereal, as if it is blown by the breeze, and the stars are flickering and rippling, like a sparkling lake, rippling slightly.

"Isn't this the thing?"

Qianding said coldly.

Ye Bai was dumbfounded, and sure enough, he was another monk who had comprehended the heart of the artistic conception, but he didn't know it, and this person was still a person who was extremely troublesome.

"Isn't it?"

Qianding roared again.

Ye Bai nodded slightly.

"Haha

When Qianding saw Ye Bai nodding, Ha Luha laughed wildly, his black hair stood upside down, and he was indescribably arrogant and proud, "It turns out that I have already come to the gate of Lichen!"

The laughter echoed endlessly at the foot of Bilan Mountain, soaring into the sky.

Everyone looked at Qianding as if he was crazy and demonic, his expression was extremely complicated, not long after the ghost remnant Yang died, could it be that there was another monk from the dust on their heads?

Tie Zongheng, Fang Jue, Wusheng and others, their eyes shot a thick color of jealousy, but unfortunately they haven't even comprehended the artistic conception.

Ye Bai's expression was unusually gloomy.

The five old monks who got the great opportunity of the Scarlet Abyss back then, Ling Hu Dao'an is dead, and the real people in the floating world don't know, Qiu Zhen seems to be close to comprehending the heart of artistic conception, and the Moon Dragon Dao and Qianding, the two top monks of one good and one evil, have all comprehended the heart of artistic conception.

Ye Bai remembered that Hai Langlan had mentioned to him that Qianding's age was about the same as that of the Yuelong Dao people, and they were all monks with excellent qualifications, and it was not too unbelievable that he could comprehend the heart of artistic conception by chance.

"Boy, the technique of opening up the artistic conception space, give me a copy!"

Qianding laughed, suddenly closed, and drank again!

Ye Bai snorted coldly, and said directly the technique of opening up the artistic conception space taught by Taixuanmu, but when talking about this technique, Ye Bai deliberately kept some of it, and omitted a lot in the middle. Even if it doesn't stop him from progressing to the dust, it will take him a detour.

As for whether the other party will make a request such as soul searching, Ye Bai can only put it behind first.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Qianding pondered slightly, didn't think too much, and shouted: "And that bead, give it to me too!"

Ye Bai heard that Qianding still wanted to covet the purple bead, his eyes finally flashed, and he said coldly: "That bead, I'm afraid Your Excellency can't afford it, Qianding, you'd better ask the others if they agree, you have been seriously injured, after taking my magic weapon, be careful that you die outside the gate before you can advance to the dust!"

Hearing Ye Bai's words, Qianding's eyes condensed slightly.

The other monks, looking at him, suddenly became strange. (To be continued......)