Chapter 22 Bright and blind

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Seeing Xu Le shaking his head, Situ Qingfeng didn't ask much. However, Situ Qinglian beside him looked very restrained, and she was completely scared by Xu Le's methods.

"The move just now is enough to prove that Brother Xu is qualified to know the supreme treasure book of my immortals. In fact, Qinglian has been naughty since childhood, and her heart is not bad. What she used is the 'empty thief' technique, which is the introductory practice of the Supreme Treasure Book of My Fairy Gate.

Situ Qingfeng sat back on the chair and poured a cup of tea for Xu Le.

"The talent of our immortal ancestors is amazing, especially in the spiritual enlightenment, which has reached the point of wandering outside the divine path. As we all know, if you want to start the practice of the bitter sea of the soul, you must first enter the state of emptiness. However, not one of the 10,000 practitioners may succeed. The air theft skill created by my ancestors can turn the stars, turn the clouds to see the sun, and make people unconsciously open the sea of soul suffering.

"Empty theft is to steal all the empty state. Qinglian has been stubborn since she was a child and used such a magical practice method in the wrong way. I, as a brother, really feel ashamed.

Situ Qingfeng said this, and his face was a little helpless.

Xu Le was speechless. What kind of force is this treasure gathering door? There is such a perverted practice that can steal the empty state for his own use. No wonder there are only a dozen people in this room, but there are four or five soul practitioners.

Knowing that this is the secret of Jubaomen, Xu Le was also embarrassed to ask. He got up and hugged his fist and said, "Since I was a child, I have studied carving. I think my ten fingers are extremely flexible, but today I was dominated by Qinglian girl, so I was curious to follow. Brother Situ, I've been bothering you for a long time, and I'll leave here."

"Cut, you are self-aknowledge. How exquisite and magical it is to practice to the highest level, which can not only steal the strength of others, but also deprive others of their souls. My ancestor of Xianmen stole the true meaning of heaven with one hand and flew up.

Situ Qinglian is quite proud and proud.

"Green Lotus, don't talk nonsense." Situ Qingfeng was a little angry, and then he shook his head and sighed and hugged Xu Le, "Brother Xu, don't blame me. The ancestor stipulates that the secret method of air theft is only passed on to his disciples, but if Brother Xu is interested, he can teach some fingering skills.

Xu Le has no greed for the 'empty thief' skills, and the soul practice he got from the swords of the kings is enough for him to understand for a lifetime. With the power of the pupils of the kings, they may be able to directly see the mystery of empty thieves in the future.

Situ Qingfeng is frank and has no hidden privacy. The two confirmed and studied with each other for three days, and both of them benefited a lot. For Xu Le's character, Situ Qingfeng is also quite admirable, because he unreservedly taught some of the understanding of the nihilistic Jianbo.

The rumbling, just as the two were immersed in their respective understanding, a dull thunder came from the depths of the Death Mountains. The earth can feel obvious shaking, as if a huge force is about to erupt under the ground.

Xu Le woke up from the boundless sea of suffering and came out with a flash of his body, followed by Situ Qingfeng. Seeing the disciples of Jubaomen appear and look from afar, there is a thick glow connected with the sky a hundred miles away. At the end of the glow is rolling dark clouds, and horrible thunder lights are shuttling through.

In that glow, there were dozens of shadows flying and fighting. They were like dragons, smashing mountains, and their vigor turned into hundreds of weapons, killing the sky and the earth.

"Natural vision, thunder disaster arises, this is the birth of heavy treasures, and those people are competing for treasures."

Situ Qingfeng was full of light, and his calm mind was excited.

"Is it Sister Feifei?"

Xu Le muttered and left and ran straight to the Death Mountain without even saying hello. Countless practitioners in the town also saw the vision and advanced one after another.

The Death Mountains are tombs that bury all sentient beings, with traps everywhere and crisis step by step. But there are also countless treasures hidden in it, including elixir, weapons, skills, etc. If anyone can get one of them, the practice will be smooth.

Human nature is greedy, but greed is the greatest driving force.

An extremely huge invisible isolation array enveloped the Death Mountains. Xu Le stood in front of the array and watched the practitioners rush in like crazy and disappear into the array.

"Brother Xu, there are many killing arrays hidden in the void in the Death Mountains, which will change according to the changes of heaven and earth at any time. There is some special research in the next battle method. If Brother Xu believes it, he can enter with us.

Situ Qingfeng also followed, but they did not enter recklessly.

As soon as Xu Le was about to refuse, he saw a group of people in black robes, pale bone masks and sickles surrounded by fierce popularity. People around felt the cold murderous atmosphere on them and avoided them one after another.

"Young master, you are a disciple of the ghost sect. Shall we avoid the edge for the time being?" A middle-aged man in Jubaomen asked in a low voice.

Situ Qingfeng just looked at it and said quietly, "Let's go."

"Those ghosts are disgusting. You are not bad compared with them. Come with us." Situ Qinglian saw Xu Le standing still and hesitated to come up and pull his arm and rush into the array.

There are people outside, and there is a sky outside. As soon as Xu Le entered the territory of the Death Mountains, he completely understood this sentence. What he saw in front of him was completely another different world. There was gray smoke everywhere, and the ground was covered with all kinds of white bones. Those tenacious plants blooming flowers were so enchanting that they knew at a glance that they were all poisoned.

"Ah."

A scream came. Xu Le turned his head and looked. There was a hardened sixth-level practitioner with blood dripping his right hand. There was a green snake more than three meters long not far away. I don't know where it came from. The snake's head was pointed, and two slender fangs dripping black **, and a broken finger on the ground was emitted under the corrosion of **. Z's voice.

The knife flashed, and the poisonous snake was dismembered.

"What a powerful poison." Xu Le's back raised a cold air, and a six-level master was unprepared to bite off his finger by a poisonous snake. If he was bitten in the throat, wouldn't he die immediately?

"Brother Xu, this is the antidote elixir refined by Xianmen. Although it can't solve all the poisons, it can always prevent one or two."

Situ Qingfeng handed a thumb-sized green elixir, emitting a trace of fragrance. Xu Le took it and swallowed it. Jubaomen could even take out the clear tea containing aura. Naturally, this antidote elixir is not a problem.

"Brothers, this is simply a paradise for our cultivation. What are you going to do to your heart's content?"

The arrogant voice sounded, and the ghost disciples who followed later sneered and waved sickles to attack the people around them.

18 quenched seven-level masters, these ghost disciples will never show mercy, and few of them can resist one or two moves.

"Ji Jie, are you scared and dumbfounded? Your legs and feet are so weak that you don't even have the strength to escape. Anyway, I will take your soul and send you to the evil hell.

A sickle cut Xu Le's neck with a pale light. The other party's figure was two heads higher, and the wide black robe formed a water pattern fluctuation as if it were full of airflow.

"Brother Xu, be careful." Situ Qingfeng couldn't help but rescue, but the next moment his eyes froze a little.

Xu Le did not pay attention to the sickle, but became interested in the knife method they showed. Yin Chen, an elite disciple he met in the Valley of Nine Swords, is a master of knives, but his knife style is an independent move. He pays attention to one knife and kills one knife, and loses some flexibility.

However, the sickle method used by ghost disciples is more changes. One move contains seven or eight changes that can cope with any counterattack.

When the sickle blade touched the skin, he could no longer move forward, and Xu Le's left hand firmly grasped it. Five fingers left five finger holes on the surface of the knife.

"Jumping clown."

Xu Le's combat effectiveness is always growing, and he has the power to carry the tripod. In the face of a ghost disciple who only has 61 to carry the tripod, he can kill him in several moves.

He took a step forward and punched out. A huge strong punch print killed the opponent's chest in an instant, just like a boulder of tens of thousands of pounds.

"Brother, avenge me."

Before the man died, a scream shocked all the disciples of the ghost sect, and their bodies flashed to surround Xu Le and the disciples of Jubaomen.

"Kid, no matter who you are, if you dare to kill our immortal disciples, you will be hunted down by my ghosts all your life. The friends and relatives around you are the targets of our sneak attack and killing. If you don't die, everyone around you will die first.

The strongest disciple of the ghost sect said coldly that the eyes hidden under the bone mask had no feelings at all.

"Brother, he has something to do with the disciples of Jubaomen, and he is obviously with them. Humph, Jubaomen and we have always been in the same situation. This time, they provoked it first. It's better to take the opportunity to kill them all.

"This boy's body is extremely tough and can resist our blade with his bare hands. He must have taken some natural treasure, and his body has transformed to another level. We joined hands to kill him and then use his flesh and blood to alchemy.

Xu Le frowned and saw that they were just shouting but no one took action first. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood. These ghost disciples are all cunning and calculating against each other. If Xu Le was easy to bully, I'm afraid they would have besieged them long ago.

The disciples of Jubaomen gathered in a circle and waited. The light in Situ Qingfeng's hand flashed out two more hammers, and a slight touch made a harsh sound.

A pair of treasures!

Xu Le twitched twice at the corners of his mouth. Sure enough, he was carrying a treasure. As soon as he took action, he was a set of treasure hammers. Not only him, but also Situ Qinglian was even more exaggerated. With a wave of her hand, her body was shining. Unexpectedly, she put on a soft armored suit and wrapped her whole body, covering up the beautiful jade face.

"No way." Even Xu Le's mind was also fluctuated by the exaggerated scene in front of him, and what he was wearing was actually a perfect battle suit.

It really blinded everyone's eyes.

At the beginning, in the cave left by the old man Qianqiu, four quenched eight-level practitioners tried viciously to kill everyone in order to compete for the sword of the treasure weapon. In the end, they were also killed by the more powerful master Lu You.

A treasure weapon can trigger a bloody war, not to mention the emergence of a set of treasure weapons, or even a set of battle clothes and treasure weapons. I'm afraid that the saint can't help robbing it when he encounters it.