Chapter 72 The Prince of Zen

The Five Hundred Divine Tao can be said to be the essence of the "Inextreme Secret Book". Each kind of heavenly Tao has the unfathomable power of gods and ghosts. It is rumored that only those who have the potential of the divine emperor are qualified to practice these Five Hundred Divine Taos of Heavenly Tao.

Once you have practiced any of these five hundred divine paths, almost all of them have a boundless future. Sooner or later, they will enter the realm of the divine emperor.

It's just that the years of martial arts are difficult and unpredictable. No one can tell what will happen in the future. Warriors who have access to the five hundred heavenly paths may be killed by revenge, or they may die by mistake when hunting fierce beasts, or they may practice their skills and go crazy. The good or bad luck are unpredictable. All kinds of things can finally survive and have gone through thousands of years and achieved great success. There are few.

But in any case, the power of the divine way, ghosts and gods are frightened.

It's just that Wu Pengwei is self-tacherous and has no master's guidance. However, most of those who can understand the divine power of the 500 heavenly Tao are the core disciples of the sect. Naturally, famous teachers are careful guidance, such as the fire Zenzi and Chuyunzi. Although they are the core disciples, the original magic power they have practiced is not in the 500 divine power. Within the road.

The so-called disciples of the sect all have their own magic power. This magic power will not be other things, but only the martial arts launched by the "Inextreme Secret Book", but this martial arts may be pupil or physical skills. It is difficult to survive with such martial arts in the six worlds of Maha. Therefore, all kinds of self-created skills in the sect can be used for these brothers. If you practice and strengthen yourself, you won't have magic power and weak attack power.

This is the strength of the eight major sects.

For example, the magic power of Izumozi is the 198th kind of magic power martial arts ranked in Wuji martial arts, which is called "the art of guidance". It is a mysterious method that calms the mind and adjusts the method of qi and blood breathing, but it has no attack power, but Izumozi takes "guidement" as the core of his magic power and practices no The various attack methods of measuring sects, like the universe in the sleeve, the infinite sword spirit and other attack methods, give full play to the effect of "guide" to the strongest.

But the scattered martial artists scattered in the six realms of Shenmeng do not have such benefits. They can only spend their painstaking efforts to buy all kinds of broken martial arts secrets and practice hard in order to increase their strength.

Wu Pengwei didn't know that there was any cleverness in this 500-day way.

"Yes, since this magical Tao has supreme power, in addition to devoting itself to understanding, it also needs the power of qi and blood to feed, tut, strange, and such strange methods? Maybe it has something to do with the chaotic catalogue. Wu Pengwei thought for a moment and understood the strangeness, which may have a lot to do with the chaotic catalogue.

But for this mysterious chaotic catalogue, he was at a loss and there was nothing he could do.

"That's all. This chaotic catalogue won't hurt me. Don't worry about him. Think about the second layer of this 'finement' first." Wu Pengwei paid attention, then the soul was determined, and carefully studied the "refinement" on the surface of the chaotic catalogue in his mind.

There are not many words in the second layer of text, a few hundred words, and the whole body is golden. Wu Pengwei studied it carefully, but found that under the second layer of text, there seemed to be three or four paragraphs of text, but it was hidden in the dark and could not be distinguished.

"Yes, this must be the effect of insufficient qi and blood essence."

Wu Pengwei is not in a hurry. At present, the most urgent thing is to understand the second layer of this "finement" skill.

The power of the second layer of "divine determination" is more powerful than the first layer. The first layer is just a line that can peep into the operation of the other party's qi and blood, so that the other party's skills can be seen at a glance, but there is nothing they can do.

Because each skill requires different tricks, the route is also completely different.

Especially Wu Pengwei. He is naturally different from ordinary people. The first thing he opens is the "divine trick" between his eyebrows. The martial arts practiced by ordinary people is from easy to difficult, from simple to complicated, but he goes against the contrary. Although there are many benefits, the difficulties have also increased by more than a hundred times.

Therefore, although the first layer of "refinement" is wonderful, it is not helpful in the real attack of martial arts.

But the second layer is different. The second layer pays attention to refining all changes, integrating them into a furnace, taking other people's skills for their own use. The second layer of "refinement" can copy other people's skills, change and correct themselves in the heart, and derive a set of wonderful attack methods that are most suitable for the owner himself.

The most amazing thing is that the scene of this method attack is exactly the same as that of the copied skill, but the power is not the same, only six or seven points of the original method.

But even so, it also made Wu Pengwei overjoyed.

He devoted himself to the study, completely penetrated the second layer of the mind method of "refinement", and carefully analyzed it and pursued thoroughness.

He has opened the "divine orifice", which is far more intelligent than ordinary martial artists. His thinking is extremely agile, and there are wonderful and unprovoked chaotic pictures that are turbbling in his mind. When he can be regarded as the word "wise man", he ignores external things, devotes himself to sitting still, and does not feel the passage of time.

After four days and three nights, there was a burst of light on his head, and forty real dragons roared in the air.

Wu Pengwei suddenly opened his eyes, and there was an ordinary soul soldier in his hand. He shook his long arm and shouted, "Cut a knife!"

The knife gas in the hand cracked, and the two solemn knife gas surged out, like a poisonous snake coming out of the hole, wrapped in the air, and finally melted into one at the end, turning into a drill-like knife light, and slashing on the wall made of cast of raw iron.

"Boom..."

A gust of wind and dust stirred in the secret room, and thanks to the blessing of the future Maitreya Buddha's rune, it did not collapse. Otherwise, this knife alone is enough to turn the whole secret room into two.

"Unfortunately, it is more than one point worse than the three knife spirit of killing the ancestor. The knife spirit is not as strong as the domineering spirit of killing the ancestor. The attack angle is not tricky, and the knife intention is difficult to control. It seems that it needs to be practiced frequently." Wu Pengwei recalled the hard battle of killing the ancestors and secretly compared the differences in the sword attack between the two sides.

"However, I have now got the second layer of 'Ying Shen Jue', which is like a ever-changing attack method. Now even if I am against a character like 'cutting off the ancestors', I am confident that I will fight against them and not fall behind at all. If I add my 'sea-burning spear', hum, I can get them with just one blow. The life of."

This secret room has been settled. Although the power of qi and blood has not increased, it is familiar with the second layer of "Refining God", which has great benefits. In the confrontation with the first-class "God Servant" master of "Cutting the Ancestor", Wu Pengwei is confident that he can easily kill him.

However, compared with the disciples of the eight sects, such as the first-class fire Zenzi, the gap is still extremely obvious.

Whether it is the soul weapon or the magic power of the other party, it is far richer than Wu Pengwei, and the background is deeper. It is as easy to kill the ancestor as an ant. There is a certain gap between Wu Pengwei and them.

Touching the knife with your hand, there is a clear crack on the snow-white knife body, which is the consequence that the cutting method is too fierce and the knife body can't bear.

Seeing this clear crack, Wu Pengwei remembered the "tight knife" chamber of commerce again.

"I have devoted myself to practicing in this secret room, and I don't know that the outside world has passed. Is Xiaojiu awake?"

So he shook the soul weapon in his hand and broke it into two pieces. There was a little ignorant soul fire between his fingers. He melted the soul weapon into a pool of iron water, and then flicked his finger. The soul fire turned into illusion. The four runes and beasts instantly changed out. He refined this pool of iron water and instantly became a bright, narrow arc knife like autumn water.

The blade is cold and shining, which is obviously an excellent knife.

Wu Pengwei held a knife in his body, rolled up his big sleeves, rolled the charm of the future Maitreya Buddha's divine power in his sleeves, and left the underground secret room with a long body.

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"Red Sky City", a secluded and uninhabited mountain in the southwest corner.

On the mountains and fields, wild flowers, lush trees, and full of aura. Obviously, it is a very suitable place to live.

The mountain road is tortuous and bumpy. A teenager with a white bone knife steps on it. There seems to be a thousand pounds of power under his feet. Every step, there will be a scream like a long knife cutting into the void. On the steps, there are cracks.

After only ten steps, a whole mountain path was destroyed.

At this moment, there was a clear laughter from the top of the mountain.

"Mao Ren Gui, do you want to destroy my mountain gate?"

While talking, a peaceful light fell from the sky and transformed into a magical charm, just like a light curtain covering the whole tortuous mountain road.

An incredible scene happened.

The mountain path is like a living thing, and a brand-new mountain path is arched in the mountain body, completely replacing the stone steps that were previously shattered by knife gas.

Stepping on the brand-new mountain road, the young man with a white bone knife suddenly looked up, and a sharp light like a knife flash flashed in his paint-like eyes. He lowered his voice and said like a beast roared, "Zen Yin, you finally appeared."

"You are so impatient that you are going to destroy my mountain house. How can I not go out?" On the top of the mountain, a straight and handsome figure appeared on the top of the mountain. He stepped down, and thousands of clouds gathered under his feet, turned into a flower of auspicious clouds, and lightly entrusted it to it.

The hairy ghost took a look at the auspicious cloud flowers under the other party's feet, and his face tightened slightly. He did not talk nonsense. He directly took out a letter from his arms, shook his hand and threw it, and the envelope shot at the other party like a sword.

The other party stretched out his fingers and gently pinched a sharp knife-like envelope. He opened it and frowned slightly.

The hairy ghost said coldly, "Zen Yin, the master of my family was killed. He asked me to forward this letter to you."

The person who read the letter was a charitable and jade-like man. He glanced at the contents of the letter and sighed slightly: "I didn't expect that 'Kill the ancestor' died. There was no mention of his enemies in this letter, but just asked me to avenge him. From this point of this, he had already prepared this letter."

Killing the ancestor is a very murderous person. As early as when he became famous, he had already thought about his death in the future and left this letter, which meant that people would avenge him.

"Yes, this letter has been prepared by the doorman for many years. He used to be grateful to you, and you promised him one thing. Now that the doorman is dead, it's time for you to repay his kindness." The hairy ghost said coldly, with no expression on his face.

"When will the injustice be reprished? I really can't let go of the ancestor." Mr. Chanyin sighed and felt compassionate.

The hairy ghost sneered: "Zen Yin, don't pretend to be compassionate. You Mahazong pay most attention to causal obsessions. The reason why you haven't shaved it today is that you have an obsession in your heart that has not been put down. Now that this obsession has come to you, it's too late for your heart to be happy. Why do you pretend?"

"Haha, well said!" When Mr. Chanyin heard this, he smiled loudly: "I used to make a grand wish before my master to shave into my Maha sect with a great body. Now there is only the last trace of obsession to cut off the old ancestor. Today, the obsession came to me. I should sing loudly. Mao human ghost, you can tell me who that enemy is?"

At this moment, the gentle and kind young man's eyebrows were like a sword, and his temperament changed greatly.

"It's a new guy who is not much older than me, but it is said that his strength has reached the power of 40 real dragons, which is very difficult to deal with." The hairy ghost held a knife in his chest, with cold eyebrows and cold eyes.

"Humph, the power of forty true dragons dare to be rampant?" Mr. Chanyin restrained his temperament and turned into the thick prince's appearance, but a disdainful smile between the corners of his mouth hung there clearly.

"I don't care how powerful he is. I believe that I have brought it, so I will go to the land of the beast tide to practice. Zen Yin, I hope you don't die under his gun, because sooner or later I will compete with you and let you practice my knife."

The hairy ghost turned around and went away, tearing the air like a knife and jumping down the mountain.