Chapter 24 The Magic Knife
Huqi Mountain, the General Hall of the Ghost King.
In the cold secret room, the stone door slowly opened, and the ghost came in. The red light in his eyes disappeared, and the ferociousness on his face disappeared. Although he was still in black, he obviously washed away the blood...
In the past six months, he has been marching to the south and the north under the orders of the ghost king. He often does not return all day long, or even for a few days. However, if he comes back, he must come to this cold secret room for the first time... In fact, in his eyes, this secret room is far warmer than the outside... The outside is full of intrigues, Er Yu I cheat, and here is the person he loves the most, the warmest...
Every time he comes, he must wash away his blood. He wants Biyao to know that he is still the "Xiaofan" in her eyes, and he will not change for thousands of years...
The rumble...
The stone door closed, and the ghost stood inside.
The ** made of ice jade in front of her, she lay there quietly... A green skirt is so beautiful, and the memory left is so profound...
Gui Li looked at Baguio lying there and wanted to say thousands of words in his heart, but it only turned into these seven words: "Biyao, I'm coming to see you..."
She didn't say a word, her eyes closed gently, her eyelashes were bent, and her pale face could no longer tell whether she was happy or sad...
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The top of Kunlun, by the Tianchi.
Ye Tian sat cross-legged, put his mind into his body, and adjusted the true qi of the riot in his body.
The water in Tianchi only repaired his body with his body's self-healing ability, but it has no effect of regulating breath...
Three kinds of true qi are fighting in the body...
Among them, the cyan true qi produced by Taiji Xuanqing Dao is full of coldness, but it is the strongest, and the affinity with the body is the best... The dark black magic spirit is completely formed involuntarily after watching the magic scripture last time. At this moment, it is actually the magic gas that devours the eight magic masters into the body, converges into a large group and attacks Ye crazily. The veins of heaven... The golden Buddha power was involuntarily refined by watching the fourth volume of the Book of Heaven. It is the weakest, but also the most tenacious...
When the three true spirits fought, Ye Tian was so miserable that he almost died...
But his strong will has survived again...
When he put away his mind, it was already dark. The battle of the three strands of true qi in his body finally ended with his control of the true qi of Taiji Xuanqing Dao and suppressing the other two qi. Although he won, his strength plummeted. Taiji Xuanqingdao suppressed the other two true qi because of the fighting loss. Because it can't even reach the first level of Yuqing...
Ye Tian could only smile bitterly about this.
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Since the great change six months ago, the relationship between Zhengdao Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple has been quite tense, but the fight between Zhengdao and the magic religion has reached a white-hot level.
Dazhufeng, dining hall.
Nine people sat on the long table in turn, and only two seats were vacant at the end, which were reserved for Zhang Xiaofan and Ye Tian... It was just that the empty seat was full of bowls and chopsticks, and the one on the right was a small wine glass, which was full of wine... That belonged to Ye Tian...
Everyone was eating silently, and they didn't feel very good.
Compared with Zhang Xiaofan's rebellion, Ye Tian's death seems to be insignificant...
But compared with the living Zhang Xiaofan, everyone misses the "dead" Ye Tian more...
Ye Tian's life is more miserable than Zhang Xiaofan's, but he has never shown his inner pain in others. He is a proud person... He is like that eppoon, thanks in the morning and evening...
Who can remember his name?
If he hadn't killed the eight magic masters, Qingyunmen would have been more difficult now...
However, how many people can remember this Qingyun hero?
Wan Jianyi, this amazing and beautiful person, once led the generation of Qingyunmen. It can be said that he is unique **, and the scenery is infinite... Ye Tian, this person who is more amazing than Wan Jianyi, is unknown. He missed the opportunity again and again and again until the moment of disappearance...
Thinking of this, Tian Buyi couldn't help regretting that he let Ye Tian go out to find opportunities... Maybe Ye Tian didn't go out to look for opportunities, and everything would be different... Maybe...
However, there is no medicine for regret in the world!
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In the early morning, a cool breeze is blowing.
Xiaozhufeng, looking at the platform.
Lu Xueqi, this woman like a snow lotus in Tianshan stood there quietly, as if she wanted to ride the wind...
In the past six months, her strength has advanced rapidly, and her action has become more and more cold. The people in the magic religion who fought with her are dead or disabled. Their cultivation has surpassed Xiao Yicai, Qi Hao and others, becoming the first person of the young generation of Qingyun...
At this moment, she thought of Zhang Xiaofan again. She thought of this little silly but simple and honest Dazhufeng disciple, and the scene where he and she were holding each other under the abyss of the dead at the same time...
I heard that he is now the first general under the Ghost King...
Every time she thinks of this, she has an impulse to wake him up and pull him back...
She just thought of these, and she couldn't help thinking of Brother Ye Tianye...
This man... Is he destined to owe him all his life and never pay it back?
Lu Xueqi doesn't like to owe a favor very much.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little upset...
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This is an ancient place, and Ye Tian can be sure of this.
This is an abyss. The earth in the depths of the abyss is extremely wide, but it is also extremely desolate. You can clearly feel the ancient atmosphere coming to your face... The two sides of the abyss are more than ten thousand feet high. The more you go up, the narrower the distance you can see. From the bottom up, you can only see a line of the sky!
At this moment, the black water snake came here, and Ye Tian also stood here.
"You want me to pull out that knife." Ye Tian said.
He turned his eyes to an ancient altar in front of him, and a black knife was inserted on the altar. The shape of the big knife is very ordinary, and the color and appearance are also very simple...
The snake can't speak, but it is psychic and nod.
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Six months ago, Ye Tian's body was finally able to stand and move freely under the recuperation of the water of Tianchi. When he was bored, he began to do the 365 postures. Although there was no real qi assistance, it was also a tiger and wind, which could have the effect of strengthening the body...
After practicing like this for a few days, I suddenly had a whim. Unexpectedly, I rubbed Taijiquan into 365 postures and created a new boxing method. For the time being, it was named Zhenwu Dao!
Although the true martial arts has just begun to be completed, its power is extraordinary, but Ye Tian is not satisfied with this. He began to think about how to integrate Taiji Xuanqing Dao into the true martial arts... However, although Taiji Xuanqing Dao is running every day, due to the influence of Ye Tian's instinct, the nameless Buddha power The magic of the magic book is also running every day... All three are growing. The true qi generated by Taiji Xuanqing Tao can only be used to suppress the other two kinds of true qi and protect the heart, and can't mention any more...
Zhenqi can't be raised, and his realm has been staying on the first floor of Yuqing, unable to fly with the sword... He can't return to Qingyunmen, and can't walk out of Kunlun Mountain freely...
Under such pressure, Ye Tian finally had a whim and integrated the three true qi...
This is another long and arduous process...
Fortunately, after nearly six months, he succeeded. Although it was not very smooth, and even his strength regressed to the level of the first level of Shangqing, at least he succeeded and was able to use three forces astringently...
You can freely use the true qi in your body. Ye Tian is much better. A day ago, he turned the ice into a knife and played a knife... Unexpectedly, he was seen by the black water snake...
So, the black water snake led him to this abyss...
Then, I saw this gray altar and this big black knife...
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Seeing the Xuanshe nodding, Ye Tian slowly walked to the altar!
The altar is neither big nor small. It is circular, with a total of 81 floors of steps. The whole body is gray, which looks very decaying. I don't know how many years it has been located here. As soon as Ye Tianfu approaches, he can feel the desolate and ancient atmosphere coming.
Crunch!
As soon as I went up the steps, I stepped on an unknown thing and made a crisp sound!
Ye Tian's eyes condensed and looked under his feet...
It turned out to be a bone, which is gray and black. I don't know the years...
Ye Tian didn't care about it and continued to walk up. The more up, the more bones there are, and the overall shape is becoming more and more complete... In the end, it turned out to be...
People!
These bones are all human bones. I don't know how many years they have died, but some of the most essential bones in the body have not been corrupted by the years, and they have been preserved...
Ye Tian can guess that these people are all practitioners, because ordinary people can't come here at all...
Moreover, the more the "people" on the altar, the more profound their cultivation is, because only people with profound cultivation will retain their bones more complete...
It's just that why did these people die?
Ye Tian couldn't help looking at the black knife at the top of the altar like a magic mountain!
Step by step, Ye Tian slowly walked up and pressed the handle of the knife...
In an instant...
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Huqi Mountain, the General Hall of the Ghost King.
A small building in the middle of the lake. In the square pavilion, the ghost king stood proudly, and behind him stood the Qinglong Holy Envoy.
"Hasn't it been traced yet?" Ghost King.
His tone was very flat, as if he was not very sad.
Qinglong shook his head and said, "That man is really more amazing than Wan Jianyi in those years. I really can't think that this person can escape under the siege of the eight masters of the Holy Church, and even..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped.
The ghost king said lightly, "I heard that this man is still a ghost brother, right?"
Qinglong didn't say anything, but nodded.
The ghost king smiled gently, continued to look at the lake, and stopped talking.
The world seems to be silent...
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The hand is pressed on the handle of the knife, and it can no longer be moved, as if it has stuck...
Countless knives suddenly appeared in front of Ye Tian, all kinds of colorful, like raindrops falling on the ground, rushing towards him densely...
Instinctively, he felt the danger, but he couldn't move...
It's like meeting Xuanwu in those years...
If you want to get the approval of something, you have to withstand the corresponding test!
Maybe, there will never be a free lunch in this world!
Ye Tian can't remember how many knives there are; how long has passed, Ye Tian can't remember... Now Ye Tian is in extreme suffering and bliss, one moment is extremely bitter, and the next moment is bliss...
Every knife was inserted into his heart and penetrated into the depths of his soul... It made his soul enjoy the torture of tearing, and then the next moment the inserted knife collapsed, turned into a soul force pouring into his soul, instantly repairing his broken soul, making him happy to the end... Then, tearing it again. The crack-like pain came from...
Endless rotation...
This is definitely an inhumane test. Ye Tian doesn't know whether he has survived, but every time he is on the verge of collapse, he forces himself to survive and survive...
Finally, it's the end...
Ye Tian only felt two big golden words, which were imprinted into his mind...
Then, he fainted...