Chapter 196: The Ancient Saint can’t do it, I, Ning Qi, did it
After a moment.
Everyone in Chiyang Sect was slept on the ground in horror, a terrifying pressure enveloped the void, and the biting cold seemed to freeze their souls.
A cold voice suppressing endless anger sounded:
"The Sky Sword Dog Thief is looking for death!"
Everyone's mind was blank.
The Chiyang Martial Saint quickly grabbed the Ziyue Martial Saint who was about to run away, and he whispered:
"Sister Ziyue, don't worry."
Ziyue Martial Saint's eyes were filled with regret:
"Brother, this matter must not be forgotten like this. The sword dog thief broke your arm that day and even snatched the big sun compass. This is a revenge to block the Tao. No matter what his strange origin is, the younger sister will fight him One dou! ”
A hint of hatred also rose in Chiyang Wusheng's eyes. He took a deep breath and said:
"I will never forget this hatred, but now the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Warrior has just suppressed the four Martial Saints. He said that they cannot be internally flirted with each other and cannot touch his bad temper at this critical moment. Otherwise, they would not be able to kill the Heavenly Warrior Saint of the Heavenly Warrior." br>
Ziyue Martial Saint looked angry:
"How can the Martial Saint of Killing the Heavenly Heaven be so biased? It is obvious that the Tian Jiando thief was wrong first. If he acted like this in order not to get in the internal friction, he would be disagreeable."
Chiyang Wu Shengdao:
"It doesn't make sense to say this now. We just need to wait quietly for the opportunity, wait for an opportunity that is beyond the reach of the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Sword and Dog Thieves with the power of thunder. Even if the Martial Saint of the Heavenly Sword is angry, there is nothing we can do about it. , in the end, they can only turn big things into small things."
The Ziyue Martial Saint's eyes flashed:
"You mean?"
"That's right, the day of the revival of the inspiration!" There was a trace of bloodthirsty aura in his eyes. "The Martial Saint Blood Rain can just take our brother and sister to the next level!"
immediately.
He apologized again:
"I just have to feel wronged recently, Sister Ziyue, please keep a low profile for the time being, so as not to be prepared for the sword dog thief that day. Then, our brother and sister work together to catch him off guard, and help Sister Ziyue, you go to the next level. Our brother and sister will have the opportunity to go to the future. There may not be no chance! ”
Ziyue Martial Saint nodded and said:
"As long as I can vent my anger for you, brother, what's wrong with me hiding it for the time being?"
The brother and sister smiled at each other.
then.
The Chiyang Sect received a ban: No one can disclose today's affairs, otherwise they will be punished by the death of the body!
No one knows it.
The Purple Moon Martial Saint has recovered and is hidden in the Chiyang Sect.
...
See the Taoist court.
The breeze blows by, and the tea tree of Vigor rolls up the leaves, covering the courtyard with lush greenery, a strange fragrance that makes people intoxicated.
Ning Qi was closing his eyes and realizing the truth.
In my mind, countless spiritual lights were sputtering and gushing. During this period, all the results of the experiments with the sword demon were blooming. One by one, the spiritual lights were intertwined, and then they were straightened out by Ning Qi. That sense of accomplishment was not worthy of being told by outsiders.
Unconsciously.
A wisp of spiritual energy had appeared at his fingertips.
He opened his eyes and was determined. Three flowers on his head condensed, and this wisp of spiritual energy rushed straight to it.
This is the first time Ning Qi tried to refine spiritual energy by himself.
The spiritual energy was floating above his head, and he was not in a hurry to take it into his body.
Buzz!
A peerless sword intent soared into the sky and floated beside him. An invisible sword could be seen vaguely. When the sword intent appeared, the originally stable spiritual energy had a slight fluctuation, an invisible force of involvement. It appears, but it is a little weak.
But this is not over yet.
Immediately after the sword intent, a terrifying sword intent also rose up, running side by side with the sword intent.
The spiritual energy is even more traction.
Ning Qi's eyes flashed with golden light and his aura burst out.
In an instant.
Just like mushrooms spring after the rain, the artistic conceptions of martial arts rise.
There are guns with a piercing meaning, fists that suppress the world, fire that burns everything, and thunder that is overwhelming...
Many strange phenomena rose and fell on Ning Qi's side, and such a grand scene was nowhere to be seen.
The artistic conception of thousands of ways is a scene that people cannot imagine.
Ning Qi's body trembled slightly.
This is not the limit of his understanding, but it is close to the limit of his divine will.
"But... enough!"
His eyes were extremely bright. At this moment, the wisp of spiritual energy had reached its limit and was constantly shaking, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment. Ning Qi could feel that some terrible substance was about to be released, and the place where the poison was already there Being positioned.
"Give it to me, merge!"
He shouted in his heart.
The next moment.
The artistic conceptions turn into torrents and pour into the three flowers.
Buzz!
When every artistic conception is integrated into it, the three flowers will tremble and whisper, and some magical change will occur.
As the last artistic conception is integrated.
The three flowers bloom completely.
Ning Qi only felt that his spirit had reached an extremely strange state. He vaguely felt a magical power surge from the sky, and every inch of space around him surged.
Among the three flowers, an invisible fire appeared and was burning quietly.
Ning Qi made a quick decision.
The wisp of spiritual energy that had been trembling for a long time was put into it.
boom!
The invisible fire suddenly surged, swallowing the spiritual energy. In Ning Qi's perception, the poison like a maggot on the tarsus completely turned into nothingness under the burning of the flames, and the spiritual energy burst out with an extremely agile aura.
Ning Qi was happy in his heart. When he thought about it, the purified spiritual energy suddenly penetrated into his body, following various mysterious trajectories, and wanted to integrate into one of the five internal organs and turn into spiritual power. There was no terrifying abnormalities experienced by the sword demon before.
So far.
It has been successful.
Ning Qi smiled at the corner of his mouth, feeling an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
He Ningqi did what the ancient saints could not do.
"The three flowers are combined with the artistic conception of ten thousand ways to form the fire of Nirvana, and connect the power of higher dimensions to remove the vicious poison. This is... the Nirvana Dharma of Ten Thousand Ways."
"With this Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana Dharma, the spiritual energy I absorb in the future can completely remove the life poison. I don't need to bear the pain of life poison like others. Unfortunately, only I can do this method."
The artistic conception of thousands of paths is not something that human power can achieve, but it is better to understand the nature of the heavens and to be able to use one method to predict all things.
"However, I can't be promoted to Martial Saint now."
Very simple.
Because the inspiration is not strong enough.
Ning Qi's multiple experiments were just to intercept the inspiration from the secret treasure of the Martial Saint to fusion. There is no problem using these quantities as experiments, but it is impossible to be promoted to the Martial Saint, not to mention that he has ambitions and needs to use the inspiration. The recovery impact force has continuously broken through several realms. Now, it is not helpful to merge a little spiritual power in advance, but it may become a burden in the future.
Ning Qi thought.
The wisp of spiritual energy that was about to merge into the body was immediately discharged.
Under Ning Qi's gaze, a poison of life poured in between the world again, and the spiritual energy that had been purified was polluted again.
"Sure enough, if the source is not solved, the spiritual energy will continue to be polluted. Now, the Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana Dharma can only be used to purify the spiritual energy myself."
"However, you can't hurry. You have to eat one bite at a time. Then, you will deduce a universal method of removing the evil spirits, and finally solve the source of the evil spirits in one fell swoop."
Ning Qi's aura gradually stabilized, and he stood with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.
"It is already an easy task for me to break through the Martial Saint. It is also simple to integrate and deduce a Martial Saint-level Wanxiang Sutra. The most important thing now is to accumulate foundation and strive to break through several realms in one fell swoop when the inspiration is revived. ”
"If you want to make full use of Yu Wangzhu and the Dari compass, you need to make these two martial saint secret treasures my foundation, and you also need to see if there are other ways to strengthen my foundation."
"There is also to simplify the Wandao Nirvana Law by one or two, so that Master and the others can learn it too, and the effect will be at least better than the secret technique given to me by Senior Xuan Turtle."
"In addition, they are born and Xiao Shi. They may awaken when their inspiration is revived, and they need to be guaranteed by secret techniques."
After clarifying what to do next, Ning Qi felt much more happy.
As for now.
He has one more thing to do.
That is to share the fruits of victory with the sword demon.
The sword demon paid a lot and suffered the erosion of the destiny and poison. The physical pain was already extremely serious, and his life span was reduced a lot. The most important thing was that he could not learn the final completion of the Wandao Nirvana Yuan Dharma.
Although the sword demon himself didn't mind, Ning Qi was a little sad. That night.
Ning Qi and the sword demon drank three hundred cups of wine against the moon.
The sword demon was amazed at Ning Qi's amazing wisdom and was also happy that his pain was not in vain.
...
Time passes slowly.
The ancient saints of the world gradually returned, and each occupied a territory.
Although an ancient saint was small, it accumulated a lot, and it also divided two or three percent of the territory within the territory of the Great Yan. This was a great impact on the Great Yan Dynasty. However, the Great Yan Wushu did not speak, and the following People can only adapt to the changes today.
after all.
Even the Great Yan Martial Saint cannot ignore all the Martial Saints.
For him.
It is a good thing to be able to preserve most of the territory.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
However, even so, many martial arts sects have turned to the ancient saints. As long as they are not fools, they realize that something big will happen next. If they rely on the Great Yan Dynasty, they may not be able to catch up with them, but if they defect to the ancient saints, they may not be able to catch up with them. Maybe you can get first-hand news and drink the soup.
The world is changing and undercurrents are surging.
In just over half a year, many forces such as the Demon Sect, which originally led the wind, have disappeared. Countless people sighed in their hearts that the change is too fast.
And in a land that many people ignore.
Around the mountain one hundred thousand.
A place with a dense miasma.
Ingenious stilt houses stand tall, with the altar of the drum tower, and decorative objects such as cow horns and animal skins hanging in front of the building.
This is the true core of the Southern Xinjiang Alliance. Outsiders cannot know that if those terrible miasma are not solved accordingly, even the powerful people in the Heavenly Realm must be afraid. This is also the capital that Southern Xinjiang relies on survival. This has been passed The largest tribe occupied by it, and after forming an alliance, it contributed it to the ancestral land of southern Xinjiang.
But in recent times.
The atmosphere in the ancestral land of southern Xinjiang is a bit stagnant.
Just because.
After disappearing for a while, the saint of southern Xinjiang, Lan Yiyi, had a big fuss!
When he was preparing to sacrifice it to the Gu God, he realized that Lan Yiyi had lost half of her life.
The altar of the ancestral land.
A series of figures with powerful auras surrounded the nearby ones, all looking at the figure bound on the trapped dragon frame in the center of the altar with hatred.
Hong Yan, the elder of the Hong clan tribe, roared:
"Lan Yiyi, you slut! Tell me quickly, where is the other half of your life? If you delay the major affairs of the Gu God, you will be the eternal sinner in our southern border!"
Lan Yiyi, who was trapped on the dragon frame, opened her eyes and glanced at him with some disdain:
"I have the ability to kill me."
Red Flame was furious.
During these times, the alliance has used all means, but Lan Yiyi just didn't say that, and until today, she brought it to the altar.
"I really think I dare not kill you?"
"If you dare, you won't keep me for the past few months. I guess, if you kill me, I'm afraid your great Gu God will not be able to completely merge with the Blood Emperor Gu." Lan Yiyi said lightly, but let the Everyone's breathing became more and more rapid.
She pinched everyone's fatal holes.
When I went to Zhenwu Mountain to save Qin Yun, it was because of the inexplicable feelings in my heart, and it was also for self-protection.
If it weren't for the use of the common life Gu, half of the life span would be given.
I'm afraid she's dead now.
But she knew that even so, it was just a delaying strategy.
Hongyan took a deep breath and suddenly sneered:
"Very good, you will naturally not be afraid of death. What about that?"
He clapped his hands.
The ugly people emitting extremely stenched in line. These people were either dull, drooling, or deformed in their limbs, and were all unclogged, but at this moment, they were all dead. He stared at Lan Yiyi, his eyes flushed and he began to breathe heavily.
"Guess, will they serve you, the noble lady?" Hong Yan paused and gritted his teeth, because a few days ago, his son was killed by Lan Yiyi in the dispute.
A chill appeared in Lan Yiyi's heart, but her face remained unchanged:
"Blasphemy is to blaspheme your Gu God."
Hongyan grinned:
"Lord Gu God has already spoken that as long as your life essence is essential, he doesn't care whether your body is ragged."
Lan Yiyi's eyes trembled, and then slowly closed her eyes, not wanting to say much.
"I'll give you another ten breaths, these 'good people' can't wait!" Hong Yan shouted coldly, and there were gasping sounds nearby.
"Ten!"
"Nine!"
...
Every sound was accompanied by a heavy drum, as if it was hitting Lan Yiyi's heart.
Everyone around them felt a little reluctant.
Originally, Lan Yiyi was also respected in the alliance, and many people couldn't bear to see her ending like this, and her dignity was wiped out, but there was no way. After the Gu God fused with the Blood Emperor Gu, he found that Lan Yiyi's life essence was incomplete. , the consequences are even more serious.
There is not much time left for them, so they can only use coercive means.
"Saint, let's talk, it's not a bad thing to offer sacrifices to Lord Gu God. Many people can't get such an opportunity."
Someone persuaded him softly.
But Lan Yiyi didn't say anything.
"Four!"
"Three!"
Hong Yan's right hand was already raised high, and he wanted to swing it down.
The gasping sounds around him were like a mad dog with evil wolf and mad dog. It was hard to believe what the outcome of Lan Yiyi would be after letting these people go.
"Two!"
Hongyan smiled grimly.
I heard a loud bang exploded in the ancestral land.
"Boom!"
"Kill! For the Saint!"
With these shouts of killing, everyone was shocked and saw figures with powerful aura coming from all over the place. Hong Yan looked at Lan Yiyi in shock, but saw Lan Yiyi slowly opening her eyes. :
"Do you really think this saint has been having a good meal all these years?"
The aura on her body suddenly burst out.
The trapped dragon frame is broken.
The gift from the Gu God once gave her strength far beyond her peers, but now, this strength has become a shackle for her to escape.
Hongyan is about to take action.
There were also fluctuations of the power of heaven and earth on both sides, which made him quickly dodge. The clan elders who judged Lan Yiyi were also traitors!
Hongyan is furious:
"Kill! Kill these traitors for me!"
The war is about to break out, and the entire southern ancestral land has become a Shura field.
The power of heaven and earth continued to explode, and the drum towers everywhere turned into powder.
Lan Yiyi broke out with the support of some confidants. She looked around and felt extremely urgent.
Choosing to attack today is to confirm that the Gu God has entered a deep sleep, which is her only chance.
Although she has many arrangements, and has worked hard over the years, she also has a force of her own, but now she has one advantage because she was caught off guard. When the clan elders reacted, she would definitely not be the opponent.
"We must run away immediately!"
Lan Yiyi had no intention of fighting. Under the cover of many confidants and the Lan tribe, she quickly fled outside her ancestral land.
In the past, she could not escape because there was a mark in her body and there was nowhere to hide from the ends of the earth. But now the mark has been removed and she only needs to escape today's disaster. From then on, the sky is high and the birds fly.
(This chapter ends)