The four masters of "Martial Arts" are actually combined into one person, and the figures seem to be real and illusory, and it is difficult to see them clearly.

Guo Yi's eyes are like electricity, he can see clearly, and he quickly makes his palm, and the flames on the palm print are endless. But the man in black stretched out his eight arms, collided with Guo Yi's palm print, and took turns to resist.

"What a four-in-one, it's just an illusion. ”

Guo Yi stretched out his index finger again, and the sword shadow on the index finger reappeared, and at this moment, an old voice suddenly came out of the sword shadow, as if an ancient chant: "One finger buries the sky." ”

A golden sword light suddenly shot out from the index finger, the sword light came out of the body, and the eight arms of the black-clothed man on the opposite side were instantly shattered like tofu dregs, and the sword light passed through the bodies of the four people, still powerful, and the golden light was shining, cutting through the night, passing through the ten-mile sky, and then disappearing like a meteor without a trace.

The sword light faded, leaving four black corpses on the ground.

"This ...... How can it be so powerful that even a mountain is estimated to penetrate it. Guo Yi was also shocked by the sword qi just now, and didn't understand why the power suddenly became so terrifying.

And who made the voice just now?

Guo Yi looked around, but he didn't see a single figure. An old voice sounded in Guo Yi's ears again: "I am in your body." ”

The voice is extremely ancient, like a person who has been sleeping for tens of thousands of years suddenly wakes up, with a bit of tranquility and ** in the voice, just like the ancient Buddha chanting scriptures, and the old monk sitting in meditation.

There was a sudden pain in Guo Yi's fingers, and a palm-sized blood-colored sword slowly emerged from it, and then suspended in the palm of his hand, which was not a sword shadow but an entity of the sword.

Guo Yi looked at Xiao Jian vigilantly, and said coldly: "Are you the sword spirit of the Burial Sky Sword?"

Ji Youran said that the biggest drawback of psychic treasures is that the sword spirit is likely to devour the master, take away the master's body and regenerate himself. Of course, this is only for the evil sword spirit, and it is not a sword spirit that does not have a spirit.

Above the small sword of the burial sky, a little golden brilliance suddenly overflowed, and the shadow of an ancient Buddha sat in mid-air, this ancient Buddha was wearing a red robe, wearing a string of fist-sized Buddha beads around his neck, his eyebrows and beard were as white as snow, his eyebrows were a foot long, and his beard was dragged to the ground.

The ancient Buddha smiled kindly at Guo Yi, as if he could see through his inner thoughts: "You don't have to be so nervous, Buddha cultivators never pay attention to the physical body, and I will not take away your body." ”

"You say no, no, what proof do you have?" Guo Yi didn't buy the old monk's account at all.

The ancient Buddha said: "Because I am the master of the previous generation of this little sword, in order to recover its ferocity, I also sealed myself in the small sword, turned into the sword spirit of this sword, and if I don't control its ferocity, I will not become a Buddha in one day." ”

Guo Yi saw what the old monk said, and asked again: "A broken sword, do you still need to shake the seal? Do you think this is really a magic sword that can bury the sky? Your lying skills are too low." ”

"Whether this sword can be buried in the sky or not, Lao Wei really doesn't know, but 70,000 years ago, its third-generation master slaughtered the creatures of the three great worlds with a single sword. "The ancient Buddha sang the Buddha's name, and it seemed that he was still surpassing the soul of 70,000 years ago.

"What? Slaughter the creatures of the three great worlds with one sword! You monk is too good at blowing, do you think a big world is a big watermelon? I still don't know how big the ancient Xuan Domain big world is. ”

Guo Yi felt that this monk looked honest, but in fact he was a big fool, even if he wouldn't give up himself, he would definitely not believe his words.

The ancient Buddha continued: "The monks don't speak, there is no need for the old man to lie, every generation of this little sword is a peerless demon, making the whole world tremble, and the blood of all living beings has been absorbed into the small sword, turning into a sea of blood. ”

Saying that, with a flick of the ancient Buddha's fingers, the small sword of the burial sky suddenly opened a portal, and the door was filled with blood, a boundless blood-colored ocean of waves churning, and the white bones of various creatures were floating in the sea of blood, including dragon corpses the size of mountains, phoenix bones dozens of miles long, and even the bones of giants hundreds of meters high......

Guo Yi was startled by the scene in front of him, and the tip of his nose was filled with a strong smell of blood, almost knocking his brain unconscious.

The ancient Buddha closed the door and smiled kindly, "Now you believe it, right?"

"Don't believe it!" Guo Yi was indeed shocked by the scene just now, but he couldn't believe a stranger's words so easily, even if he said it was reasonable.

Gu Buddha's face was not shocked, and he suddenly looked at the sky, and said, "You seem to have another guest?"

"A finger to death. ”

The shadow of the ancient Buddha once again melted into the small sword of the burial sky, the small sword was suspended in Guo Yi's palm, and the sword was covered with a layer of faint golden light, and then the small sword flew into the index finger with a "boom".

It was two people who came, driving two flying ancient cars, one white and one black, and the ancient car just rushed to the sky above the hill, and Guo Yi pointed out two fingers to penetrate, and the people in the car were shot to death after only two screams. The corpses and the ancient car all fell into the pit with a bang, until they were all buried, and Guo Yi didn't know whether the people in the car were men or women.

Now there are eight masters of the "Martial List" buried on this ordinary hill, and there are still three dead man's pits that are still empty, and I don't know if there are any masters coming.

Guo Yi summoned the ancient Buddha again, and then asked, "Monk, what do you call it?"

"Kasya, you can call me the Ancient Buddha of Kasya, or Master Kasya. ”

Guo Yi sat on a tombstone casually and said, "Okay, I'll just call you Monk Jiaye, why don't you say I'm so powerful, why haven't I entered the top one hundred and eight of the "Martial List" and got the ranking of the "Martial List"?"

The ancient Buddha seemed to have a good temper, and he didn't care about Guo Yi's disrespectful attitude, and said with a smile: "Actually, your combat power is already stronger than some people who have rankings on the "Martial List", but most of your strength comes from the Burial Heaven Sword, not your own strength, if you cultivate the "Burial Heaven Demon Classic", you can get the "Martial List" ranking in an instant." ”

"Isn't it "Burial Heaven Spiritual Formula", how did it become "Burial Heaven Demon Scripture"?" Guo Yi checked more than 100 ancient words in his brain again, and found that the name was indeed "Burial Heaven Spiritual Formula", not a magic book.

The ancient Buddha of Jiaye smiled and said: "When you first enter the Immortal Cultivation Sect, you can't see the completed "Burial Heaven Demon Codex", your current cultivation is not enough, so naturally you can only see the spiritual recipe part. How many ancient characters have you seen in total? More than ten? I think that the third-generation master of the Burial Heaven Sword had just started to cultivate the "Burial Heaven Demon Scripture" and saw a total of eighteen ancient characters, which was really arrogant, and the old man only saw twelve ancient characters. ”

Guo Yi looked at the more than 100 ancient characters densely packed in his mind, and said, "You guys are too inferior, but I have seen more than 100 ancient characters." ”

The smile on the face of the ancient Buddha of Jiaye stiffened, and a layer of frost appeared on his face, which had never been angry, and he shouted: "Boy, don't blow the cowhide, even the first generation master of the Burial Heaven Sword has not seen a hundred ancient characters." ”

Guo Yi said: "Why are you lying to you? I'll count...... A total of 168 ancient characters. ”

"Legend has it that there are one hundred and sixty-eight ways to become immortals in the world, and it is absolutely impossible for this young man to know this obscure number, is what he said true?" The state of mind of the ancient Buddha has reached the realm of the ancient well without waves, and it is still shaking at this time.

Guo Yi looked at the ancient Buddha's face was blue for a while, and white for a while, not at all like a monk who had attained the Tao, and secretly felt sorry in his heart, "This monk won't be scared stupid, right?"

After a long time, the ancient Buddha of Ka Ye recovered from the shock and became a Buddhist master in the Buddha state, saying: "It's a good thing that you can have such a great opportunity. Now that I have become the sword spirit of the Burial Heaven Sword, I will teach you the cultivation method of the spirit recipe chapter of the Burial Heaven Demon Codex. ”

"Wait. Guo Yi said: "You are a high-ranking monk, you have cultivated the magic book yourself, and you still plan to teach me?"

The ancient Buddha said indifferently: "The devil is born from the heart, and if there is no demon in the heart, there will be no demon in the world." The so-called Buddha, the so-called demon, but the method of cultivation is different, there are one hundred and sixty-eight ways to cultivate immortals in the world, each of which can become an immortal, even if the demon has gone to the extreme, it can also become an immortal. ”

"You can see it. ”

Guo Yi is now beginning to admire Monk Jiaye, and feels that he sees farther than ordinary monks, and does not seem to be rigid and old-fashioned.

A Buddha teaching a magic book is the most ridiculous thing in the world, but at this time it is really staged.

Guo Yi kept thinking in his heart, "If the master of the monk Jiaye saw this scene now, would he jump out of the ancient temple directly, holding a wooden fish and smashing a few big bags on Jiaye's head." Of course, being able to hand over a monk with such profound Buddhism as Ka Ye may also be quite terrifying in his own cultivation. ”

"The Burial Heaven Demon Book is different from other immortal cultivation classics, it must be assisted by the Burial Heaven Sword, and the aura extracted from the world must also be filtered by the sword body before it can be completely absorbed by the body. ”

"You now put one hundred and sixty-eight ancient characters into motion, merge them into the Burial Sky Sword again, and then rotate around the blade. ”

Guo Yi reintegrated the ancient characters into the Burial Heaven Sword according to the method of the Ancient Buddha of Jiaye, and then rotated, and suddenly a small whirlpool appeared on the sword again, just like the top of the mountain outside the Forbidden City that night, the whirlpool wantonly plundered the surrounding aura, like a black hole devouring.

"No, I feel like I'm going to burst. Guo Yi wanted to stop the operation of ancient characters.

The ancient Buddha said: "The biggest thing about the Burial Heaven Sword is that it can help you break through the bottleneck, and you try to command the Burial Heaven Sword to help you cross the gate of cultivating immortals." ”

"It's so good, you can ignore the bottleneck, no wonder you, a monk, come to cultivate the magic codex. ”

Although Guo Yi said this, he still did what he said, the Burial Sky Sword was like a meteor, directly passing through the golden gate of cultivating immortals, and suddenly a long golden path of cultivating immortals appeared in front of Guo Yi's eyes, and in the distance of the immortal road sat a palace with gold on one side and red on the other, and when the palace was opened, Guo Yi could be regarded as entering the first realm of cultivating immortals. It's a pity that no matter how he commands the Burial Sky Sword, it is difficult to move forward.

Guo Yi hurriedly said: "Monk, didn't you say that the Burial Heaven Sword can break all bottlenecks? ”

The ancient Buddha said: "The Burial Heaven Sword can only help you break through the bottleneck, but it is more up to you to break through by yourself, and besides, you have just embarked on the road of cultivating immortals now, and if you want to enter the first realm of cultivating immortals, there is still a road to go." ”

Guo Yi said: "What year and month does it have to go, how do I feel that the palace on the fairy road is getting farther and farther away from me." ”

"You better step through your other immortal gate first, the two immortal paths must be walked together. As long as you have stepped through both immortal gates, you will actually be able to step into the first realm of immortal cultivation soon. ”

The first realm of cultivating immortals is called "Nine Palaces", and the immortal cultivators of this realm are called "Spirits", there are nine palaces on this section of the immortal road, and the end of the Nine Palaces will be the beginning of the next realm.

Guo Yi seemed to have an understanding, the golden immortal gate had already stepped over, but the red immortal gate still blocked him from the door, and at this moment, the "Wu Bang" brand on Guo Yi's chest beat repeatedly, and finally broke through a layer of boundaries and entered the ranking list.

"One hundred and three!"

Only by entering the top one hundred and eight of the "Martial Arts List" can he have a ranking, and now Guo Yi's ranking is at the bottom.

"Although the ranking is very low, if you add the power of the Burial Sky Sword, I am afraid that the combat power will be on a higher level, and it should be able to compete with those guys in the top fifty. If the red immortal gate can also be crossed, what height can I reach?"

"Hey, her name is actually on the list. ”

At this moment, the ranking of "Wubang" changed again, and a woman's name surpassed Guo Yi and jumped until the forty-first before stopping. Forty-one is a rather terrifying ranking, even if Guo Yi is now playing all his hole cards, he may not be able to defeat it.

"Yan Hongtear, the number one beauty in the Forbidden City, actually squeezed me to one hundred and four. ”

Guo Yi was very unhappy, he fell out of the rankings as soon as he was on the "Martial Arts List", and he was squeezed out by women, which is a provocation.

The moon is in the sky, the stars are shining, and there is still an hour before dawn.

Dawn is always the quietest time of the day, and the whole world seems to be still asleep.

Within three hours, a total of seven masters of the "Martial List" arrived one after another, but after seeing the eight new graves on the hill and the three graves that had not yet been buried, they were frightened away from afar.

Guo Yi stood proudly on the top of the hill, looking at the waves of "Wubang" masters who were scared away, but with a trace of expectation in his heart, he was waiting for someone. But until noon the next day, the man he was expecting still didn't show up.

"Yan Hongxi, you didn't come, it's really disappointing to me. ”

It wasn't until night fell the next day, and no master came, that Guo Yi left the hill, rode the golden beast of the Nine Princes, broke through the clouds, and flew in the direction of the Forbidden City.

An hour later, a man in a green shirt walked into the Imperial City of Changgu, stepped into the Taishi's Mansion, and came to the stone house, and saw the couple nailed to the stone wall, without any change in expression on their faces, and whispered: "It's actually a step late, I stored that thing here five years ago, and I didn't expect it to be taken first." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt flicked his fingers, and the aura shone, and an illusory water mirror appeared in mid-air, showing scenes that had happened here, and finally Guo Yi's image was frozen on the water mirror.

With a slight wave of his hand, the water mirror disappeared, and the man in the Confucian shirt said in his mouth: "The murderer actually left no traces, where did the things I want go? It seems that I can only find this young man first." ”

"There is no need for this city to remain in this world. ”

As soon as the man in the Confucian shirt stepped on his feet, the entire Changgu Royal City suddenly sank into the ground, turning into a huge sinkhole on the plain that was hundreds of miles long and wide. Flying ashes covered the sky, the palace sank, and hundreds of thousands of people were buried in it.

The man in the Confucian shirt came to the hill a hundred miles away, touched the tombstone, and then turned into a cyan streamer and flew in the direction of the Forbidden City.