Wen Yingkong's question, no one can answer.

She herself, too, could not answer.

Meng Chengshen sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, his whole body was entangled in the snow-white cold air, and a Sichuan character wrinkled in the middle of a pair of thick eyebrows. Obviously, Wen Yingkong's three words just now made Meng Chengshen very sad.

"Uncle!

The greedy wolf jumped and shouted, "People want to see the uncle's law again." ”

"Good!"

Liu Yi grabbed the greedy wolf's ear, rubbed it very dotingly, and his eyebrows flashed, and there was already a twelve-zhang sword blade, appearing above his head and hanging in the middle of the pagoda.

This pagoda is the Buddha treasure of Su Bodhi, the upper and lower three layers have been penetrated, can change the size, when the large can reach a height of a kilometer, the hour is only three inches square.

Now there are three people standing in the pagoda, and it has already changed to a kilometer height. The blade of the sword above Liu Yi's head is only twelve zhang, and this pagoda can naturally easily accommodate this sword.

The blade of the sword is straight, and the blade of the sword is frosty.

Wisps of piercing sword intent emanated from the sword blade method.

"Liu Daoyou, I have seen your flying sword before, and there are nine ancient thunder inscriptions on the flying sword, which must also be a magic weapon handed down from ancient times. Now that Liu Daoyou has cultivated into the Faxiang, why don't he carve nine ancient thunder inscriptions on top of the Faxiang? The old man has also studied the ancient inscriptions, and knows that the ancient inscriptions are infinitely powerful, but it is a pity that the old man's qualifications are not enough to understand the true meaning of the ancient inscriptions......

Although Meng Chengshen was making suggestions to Liu Yi, he was not sighing about his qualifications.

When people are older, they like to sigh.

It's the same with cultivators.

The longer you live, the more you like to reminisce about the past, and the more you like to give advice to others based on your own experience.

"I am a sword cultivator, and my sword path method should be a pure sword blade, so why carve some ancient inscriptions. If the ancient inscriptions were carved, the blade would inevitably become less pure than it is now. Meng Daoyou, you have also seen Kong Sanwen's Dharma Phase, his Dharma Aspect is a peacock, and it is a pure peacock! When Kong Sanwen fought with the Dragon and Tiger Demon Emperor, if it weren't for Kong Sanwen's sudden daze, the Dragon and Tiger Demon Emperor would have been wiped out!"

Liu Yi's words are half-truths and half-truths. Naturally, he would not tell others that in addition to this bundle of sword dao law phases, he also has the deity primordial god in his body, as well as the thunder character inscription primordial god, and he has not yet tempered the law phase.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Wen Yingkong was bowing her head and pondering, but at this moment, she suddenly raised her head, knelt down on one knee in front of Liu Yi, was emotional, and kowtowed: "The lord has good words, and his subordinates have been taught!"

Although Liu Yi didn't know what Wen Yingkong was thinking, his expression was calm, and he asked unfazedly, "What did you realize?"

"The road is simple!"

Wen Yingkong replied: "What the Lord just said is that the Great Dao is simple! If it is like what Meng Cheng said, the ancient inscription is engraved on the blade of the sword, it will destroy the Lord's sword Dao Dharma. Rather than being eclectic and impure, it will take care of one and lose the other, it is better to specialize in the same way, in order to be extremely pure, this is the road to simplicity!"

Hearing this, Liu Yi's mind moved, and he exclaimed: "What a Wen Yingkong!"

But Liu Yi's face was silent, and he asked again: "That's all?"

Wen Yingkong replied, "...... The words that have been passed down to the world are simple and simple, but they are very reasonable. In the eyes of his subordinates, this is also the simplest road!"

"Good!"

Liu Yi was amazed by Wen Yingkong's intelligence and qualifications, and couldn't help but nod his head in admiration, and then asked, "What you have realized today can be helpful to your own cultivation path?"

"Yes! The subordinate cultivates the Vermilion Bird Fire Bathing Technique, which is also an ancient magic method, but it is different from the exercises of ordinary monks. Suzaku Bathing Fire Jue pays more attention to physical cultivation, is good at holding weapons and magic weapons, and relies on exquisite martial arts and cultivation to fight with the enemy in close combat. If you cultivate the Vermilion Bird Fire Bathing Technique to the peak, you will be able to bathe in the flames, be reborn in Nirvana, and have the Vermilion Bird bloodline, as well as a body as strong as the ancient Vermilion Bird!"

Wen Ying knelt on the ground, but her waist was straight, like a war spear lurking in front of Liu Yi, her expression became more and more resolute, and she said: "If my subordinates cultivate their physical bodies to the point of being extremely strong, with just their flesh and blood and a pair of fists, they can resist the magic weapon of the world, and they can rampage among thousands of enemies, as if they have entered a no-man's land! One day, I can even rely on my flesh and blood body to have the power to resist the great gods!"

Specializing in the flesh?

Liu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately imagined a picture in his heart.

In that picture, Wen Yingkong transformed, and her plump body became ten thousand feet tall, and with a stomp of her feet, she trampled on the eight million miles of Hengshan Boundary! With a wave of her arm, she shattered the rising sun in the sky!

"Wen Sakura, get up. ”

Liu Yi shook his head vigorously, clearing Wen Yingkong's mighty and peerless image from his mind, only exhaled slowly, and said, "I have a martial art, which can be regarded as my family heirloom, specializing in the physical body. When you cultivate this technique to the middle level, you will be able to resist the attacks of immortal weapons, and when you cultivate to the peak, you can even resist the innate spirit treasure! It's just that I can't pass this exercise to you at the moment, and I have to wait until the Demon Emperor dies, and then you swear in the Great Array of Heavenly Providence that you are only loyal to me Liu Yi in this life and this life, and I will pass on that peerless learning to you. ”

This mastery is naturally the "All Things" exercise.

Meng Chengshen's eyes were stunned and asked, "What is the Innate Spirit Treasure?"

Liu Yi said: "On top of the immortal weapon, there is the spirit treasure. Lingbao is divided into two kinds, the nine-fold prohibition below is the acquired spiritual treasure, and the nine-fold prohibition above is the innate spiritual treasure. Your stupa has a triple prohibition, which is for the acquired spiritual treasure. The soil under your feet, as well as the immortal book of the Demon Emperor, are all innate spirit treasures. ”

"Be taught!"

Meng Chengshen clasped his fists and said no more.

Wen Yingkong stood up, glared at him, and said in a deep voice: "The Demon Emperor's Heavenly Wealth, although he was suppressed by the Great God, he was not guilty to death. One day, the Demon Emperor will definitely come back and personally eradicate that traitor to Ji Wushuang!"

"White-eyed wolf!"

The greedy wolf despised Wen Ying's empty eyes and said, "If the Demon Emperor gets out of trouble, he will meet my uncle in a narrow way." When the time comes, will you help the Demon Emperor beat my uncle, or will you help my uncle beat the Demon Emperor?"

Wen Yingkong said categorically: "When the time comes, I will kill myself with a horizontal sword, and I don't bother you to bother." ”

"Tsk...... Easy to say. ”

The greedy wolf stuck out his tongue and said, "You are a liar, and you have a spear in your hand, not a sword." Do you think all the children in the world are easy to deceive?"

Wen Yingkong had no choice but to be silent, with a faint sadness in her eyes.

Liu Yi looked at Wen Yingkong with interest and re-examined the Lord of the Heavenly Killing Palace.

Now, Liu Yi only felt that Wen Yingkong's xing was many times stronger than the Miaoyu of the Qiongyu realm, and the two daughters of Zhuyu.

I'm afraid that only the saintess of the Qiongyu Earth Realm, the arrogant and extraordinary Cui Siqi, can imagine with Wen Yingkong.

Recalling Wen Yingkong's bold words just now, Liu Yi suddenly remembered that Cui Siqi had sworn to the sky, saying that she would cultivate to become a god within five hundred years......

These two women, although they can make Liu Yi admire, the only ones who may make him feel at ease are Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang after all.

My heart is my hometown.

Some people believe that vigorous is the most romantic.

Some people believe that it is the most romantic to love each other until the sky is old and the sea is dry.

Liu Yi is a person who only seeks a clear conscience.

Foreign affairs ask the sword, and internal affairs ask the heart.

But peace of mind!

But now that he is in the Netherworld Hell, this small world full of demonic fire seems to be boundless, and he can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, so he can only let the pagoda float endlessly.

Immortals have long been able to open the valley, and they can not eat the fireworks of the world.

But if you want to live forever in the world, you have to consume something after all.

This Netherworld Hell only has flames, not even spiritual energy, if they can't find a way out of this place, sooner or later, the three of them and one wolf will run out of mana and elixir and die here.

Ling Wanjian, the head of Xuantian Sect, is strong and can save his life in the Netherworld Demon Prison, but he also has to rely on Xuantian Sect's sword cultivation to perform wonderful methods, and with the help of the sword plate left by the great god Ling Qiujian, the sword qi crosses the border and pours it into Ling Wanjian's body, so as to save Ling Wanjian's life.

"Yoo Daoyou!"

Seeing that Liu Yi was silent, Meng Chengshen only brought the big cigarette stick that had been broken to his mouth, took two deep breaths, and suddenly grinned, and said, "The old man has come up with a way to find Ling Wanjian!"

Wen Yingkong and Greedy Wolf had already heard this once, and naturally their expressions were not shocked.

"What?"

Liu Yi stood up, stood on the ice futon, and asked in surprise, "Meng Daoyou really came up with a way?"

"It's true!"

Meng Chengshen waved a big cigarette stick, pointed to the ice futon under Liu Yi's feet, stared at the snow-white cold air emitted by the immeasurable water of Xuanbing, and said, "Fellow Daoists, look!"

After saying that, Meng Chengshen put his left hand in front of him and pinched out a magic trick.

The majestic pagoda trembled violently and galloped away into the distance, and Meng Chengshen accused the white cold qi and said, "Fellow Daoist, look, this white cold qi is moving!"

Liu Yi took a closer look, and really saw that the white cold air like a mist was slowly thickening.

Immediately, the magic trick in Meng Chengshen's hand changed, and the pagoda turned around, galloping away in another direction.

The white chill on the icy futon has faded a lot.

"Fellow Daoist, you use Xuanbing immeasurable water to form a cold ice and put it in the pagoda to regulate the temperature in the pagoda......"

Meng Chengshen's face was excited, pointing to the cold air on the futon, and talked eloquently, "The higher the outside temperature, the more cold air the ice futon needs to release, and the thicker the white cold will be." When the outside temperature drops, the cold futon will need to release less cold air, and the white cold will become lighter......"

Hearing this, Liu Yi immediately understood.

It turns out that although this Netherworld Hell is full of demonic fire, there are places where the demonic fire is thick, and in some places the demonic fire is thin, so naturally there will be a temperature gap.

This clue is a mystery that Meng Chengshen sat in the tower and spent half a month observing.

"Uncle!"

The greedy wolf was also very happy, it had been waiting for Meng Chengshen's answer for seven or eight days, and now it couldn't wait, it actually jumped three meters high, stood above everyone's heads, and asked loudly: "Uncle, if you are the Demon Emperor, where will you trap the master?"