Chapter 40 Lies!

"Yan Zhenwu and I are both natural spiritual bodies, and we can practice immortal formulas. However, my system is much better than him. On the day Yan Zhenwu got married, I have reached the nine levels of the opening period. If I go further, I can completely and freely use spells and reach the realm of the practice period! And Yan Zhenwu can stay in the realm of the fifth floor of the opening period!"

When Jing Ping heard this, he was a little confused. In this way, he can use spells freely, which should be regarded as the state of practice period? But then, he was completely attracted by the following passage.

"On the wedding night with Yan Zhenwu, when he was warm, he actually used a strange formula, the method of seizing the spirit! Lively take away all the nine layers of spiritual power in my body during the opening period! And completely destroy the foundation of my spiritual body! Then I cut a knife in the neck!"

Hearing this, everyone present looked grim. Looking at the woman, she did not reveal fear and fear, but was full of pity.

"Hum, Yan Zhenwu thought he had killed me. He proudly defected out of the house overnight with my spiritual power and fled to the north."

"Because I have a good system and have been cultivated as seeds in the door, I have been exposed to many kinds of spells. Among them, there is a method of taking away, which I have always kept in mind. My true soul has always been in my body brain. I clearly saw the process of being buried and was still in a wasteland at will. Because everyone who buried me is a profound brother, I don't dare to use the method of taking away to them, so I just keep my true soul and survive like this.

"I don't know how long it took. When my true soul was about to drift away, a woman fainted next to my cemetery! I have completely lost consciousness, and there is only my instinct left. When I wake up again, this woman's body is already mine, and I finally regain my life!"

"After I regained my life, I found that more than 200 years had passed since I was buried! And this body is not even a spiritual body! I had a lot of hatred in my chest. I didn't know where Yan Zhenwu was or whether he was still alive. I didn't have a spiritual body, so naturally I didn't have strength. So I began to constantly try the method of ordinary people to absorb spiritual power, and finally combined all the methods of using aura I had seen to create a blood magic formula!

"I have been practicing hard until I reach the 16th level of the cultivation period. I began to inquire about the wheres of Yan Zhenwu! I went from the southern country to the northern country, and finally knew the death of Yan Zhenwu in the mortal world of the northern country. I can't accept it! I didn't take revenge. Why did he die!"

At this point, her tone was full of unacceptable.

"But!" The woman smiled gloomyly, "I found out that he still has blood in time, and the Zhenwu sect he created still exists!"

"So I spent 50 years gathering people and gradually became a bloody door, only for one purpose, that is, to break the root of Yan Zhenwu!"

At this point, Huang Zhener's face twisted and said to Jing Ping, "Your Excellency! Do you think I should take revenge? Should the descendants of such people be killed? He is bad for my foundation! Take away my spiritual power! Then kill me again! How can I not take revenge!"

Jing Ping looked at Huang Zhener's hateful words and said nothing, but was expressionless and silent.

But in his heart, he also began to feel a trace of sympathy. Such a big hatred should indeed be repaid.

People around were stunned by the shocking truth. No one dared to believe what the woman said was true, but no one refuted the woman. Although many parts of the whole story were hidden, if you think about it carefully, you will know how much hardship the woman has experienced and how much hatred she has in her heart. Step by step.

Today's night will be the most unforgettable night in everyone's life on the Broken Soul Peak. The shocking truth, fairy spells, seizing cultivation, revenge, all of which are really shocked, shocked, and shocked again.

"You talk nonsense!" Finally, in a burst of silence and sighing, Master Yan seemed to finally wake up and opened his mouth and shouted.

"You said that my ancestors assassinated you for your spiritual power. What's the evidence! Where is the evidence!" Yan Ming blushed and shouted hiss.

Huang Zhener didn't pay attention to the other party's words at all. She just turned her head and avoided Jing Ping and said, "Immortal envoy, whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. The immortal envoy should want to build a foundation with martial arts, use the immortal to cultivate the 18th level of internal strength of the body period, and cooperate with spiritual power. As long as you break through to the innate realm, then the immortal envoy is great Human internal force will be combined with spiritual power and turn into a congenital power, and then when it reaches the great perfection of the 18th level of the innate realm, it can build a foundation. If the foundation can be built successfully, all aspects will immediately be much higher than all monks! You can even challenge the level! If you can't succeed, you will also become a strong practitioner under the foundation-building monk. There is no problem with his power to sweep the same level.

Hearing this, Jing Ping's heart moved and finally understood the feeling of the slow combination of the two forces in his body. It turned out that he had embarked on the route of building a foundation with martial arts by mistake! Thinking of this, Jing Ping couldn't help sighing in his heart. Although he was eager to know more about immortals, in the face of such a 300-year-old immortals, he did not dare to reveal that he was actually a young child who knew nothing. Otherwise, who knew that the old monster who had lived for 300 years would hold himself. What kind of attempt, so he said coldly:

"What do you mean by saying this?"

"I used to be a disciple of the Shanhe School of the Southern Immortal Cultivation Sect. Since I was a child, I dare not say that I am superior, and I am also excellent. I have read all the classics of immortal cultivation in the door. At the same time, I also mastered a two elixirs of "building a foundation elixir" and "Lingyuan elixir". If the immortal envoy is willing to do it for me, kill all the disciples of Zhenwu, and take Yan Zhenwu's queen. Leave it for me! I will filially pay filial piety to the immortal master. With these two elixir refining methods, the immortal master will definitely be able to build a foundation smoothly. If not, you can also exchange a considerable amount of materials.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Jing Ping's eyebrows moved and made a question, but there was also a slight touch in his heart.

Although this word was not loud, it still spread into the ears of Zhenwumen and the blood evil sect. The disciples of the blood evil sect were happy, while the disciples of the real martial arts were pale, rushing to the performance of Jing Ping's wind blade and the fire in one hand. They absolutely had no hope of severing.

Jing Ping was expressionless and stood so dull. At this time, his body gathered two eyes. On one side was Zhenwu Gate, and on the other side was Blood Gate. The more he did not speak, the more nervous everyone was. When this tension reached the extreme, people on both sides would definitely talk to Jing Ping at the same time. Hands.

The side of Zhenwumen will definitely think that Jing Ping has not answered for a long time, and that Jing Ping has been interested in agreeing, while the side of Xueshamen thinks that Jing Ping has not answered for a long time, and will definitely think that Jing Ping is procrastinating time. After all, he is still a disciple of Zhenwumen.

Time passes extremely slowly at this moment, and every moment seems to be slowed down countless times.

Huang Zhener, who was beside her, saw Jing Ping's back to her and didn't say anything, and a sinister look flashed in her eyes.

Her eyes were full of begging, and she slowly put her hand on Jing Ping's hand.

Jing Ping looked at her poor eyes and didn't pay attention. He just let her hold her hand, but he vaguely felt something was wrong in his heart.

Soon, a sudden surprise appeared on Huang Zhener's face. She actually found that Jing Ping's spiritual power was only superficially full of her body and did not protect her sea of knowledge. She immediately understood that what a bullshit fairy was just a child! It's Jing Ping who played tricks on her!

Jing Ping found the other party's expression and grabbed his hands slightly, but found that he could not break free! Then his face turned cold, and he carried his internal strength, "Cray!" With a sound, he already knew very well that the woman's hand bone had been cracked by his internal force, but he still grabbed his hand.

Jing Ping's face began to become gloomy, and he said coldly, "Let go!"

"Gone? Haha..." The poor look on Huang Zhener's face has been completely replaced by a ferocious smile.

"Just make up a story and you will believe it! "Chao'er!"