Chapter 261: Destruction of the Family, Yin Yang Family
Martial arts originally require the intake of flesh and blood for nourishment, but the Evil Blood Dragon Subduing Technique undoubtedly utilizes the essence of flesh and blood to the extreme.
Song Lingxue's current physical strength has far exceeded the scope of ordinary martial arts monks.
She could vaguely notice that this magical power was far from reaching its limit. With the nourishment of a large amount of flesh and blood essence, her bones were undergoing a vague transformation, and her martial arts practice became smoother and smoother.
During this process, the blood evil she accumulated became her strongest means of protecting herself and her life. She could change her shape and be both offensive and defensive, far better than the sharp blade of a magic weapon.
With Song Lingxue's current perfect cultivation in the third level of martial arts, ordinary fourth-level alien species cannot go through three rounds in front of her.
When she enters the Four Levels of Martial Arts to gather her strength and stimulate the divine orifices in her body, she can even go a step further and try to compete with fifth-level aliens.
The strongest mutant on this star has just entered the sixth level. Now, she still has nearly ten years to complete this blood test and join the Martial Palace. She is no longer a mirror image.
After reading the letters sent by Chu Zheng during this period one by one, Song Lingxue hesitated a little and then replied a letter to report that she was safe.
The letter only said that she had been in retreat recently and did not mention anything else.
The endless fighting put an extremely heavy burden on her body, especially at the critical moment of life and death. The huge load brought by the blood flowing into her heart often made her feel breathless.
But she didn’t want to tell Chu Zheng this.
She only knows that Chu Zheng is in Wanjie now, and the specific situation is not clear, just like Chu Zheng does not understand her current situation.
Far away in the sea of stars, even if there is any trouble, it is beyond reach. If you complain, there is no meaning except making the other party feel uneasy.
"All Realms..."
Song Lingxue rubbed the jade book and whispered.
The world is farther away than the Immortal Alliance, but it is very close to the heavens.
As far as the current status of the two of them is concerned, she wants to see Chu Zheng, and going through the battlefield with all the worlds seems to be the best choice.
After a while, Song Lingxue shook her head and stopped thinking about it. After putting the jade album away properly, she left the continuous volcano.
She also wants to seek more powerful alien flesh and blood to help her pass the test.
Initially, Xie Xingzhong told her that she had seventeen years, but she didn't want to wait that long.
Complete the blood test one day earlier, and her evaluation in the eyes of Wudian senior officials will be better, which will affect the resources she will receive in the future.
This is something she can strive for for herself as much as possible.
The prerequisite for being cultivated is for people to see that they have the potential to bear fruit.
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Qingyun Realm.
Northeast region.
The sun hangs high in the sky, its radiance is so dazzling that it obscures the stars.
Between the rolling mountains, Chu Zheng was sitting cross-legged on the top of the peak. Not far in front of him, stood a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.
Chu Zheng had already figured out the identity of this young man. He was He De's son, named He Yunjin.
Although he and He De are father and son, they are not members of the Three Prisons Sect. Instead, they worshiped the Xingyue Sect and practiced the serious Yin and Yang scriptures and the Five Elements technique.
Father and son are blood relatives, but their spiritual paths are so different, which is really contrary to common sense.
He Yunjin lowered his head, clenching his hands hanging by his sides into fists, obviously feeling very uneasy.
"You have done no evil. I will not kill you today, but will spare your life." Chu Zheng weighed this and left this line of cause and effect.
"You won't kill me?"
He Yunjin suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he didn't understand:
"Killing the father and leaving the son, cutting the grass without eradicating the roots, what's the point?"
The young man's reaction made Chu Zheng a little confused for a moment. Instead of running away at this moment, he stayed and asked this question. Was he afraid that his life would be too long?
"My name is Chu Zheng. If you want to seek revenge, you can come to me at any time."
At this point, Chu Zheng paused and said, "However, you only have one chance. If you are seeking revenge and your cultivation is insufficient and your skills are not good enough, I will send you to see your father."
After a moment of silence, Chu Zheng waved his hand nonchalantly: "Go."
In the past, in order to eliminate future troubles, he would not have let He Yunjin go, but now, it is no longer necessary.
In other words, he had some expectations that He Yunjin could really grow to the point where he would become his doom.
The disappearance of Thunder Tribulation is actually not a good thing for him.
He practices both. Compared with ordinary Qi practitioners, his calamity is more severe and he needs some tempering to reduce his calamity.
Put down some causal lines, you may have the opportunity to use them in the future.
The only thing he was worried about was that He Yunjin's cultivation speed would not be able to keep up with him.
This line of cause and effect may be broken at some point before it is used again.
He Yunjin said nothing more and took a deep look at Chu Zheng, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into his soul. After a long while, he turned around and left.
Chu Zheng closed his eyes and sensed the calamity surging around him. The calamity had begun, and at most one day, trouble would come to his door.
It should be for the death of He De. It is still unclear who the visitor is.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Zheng stood up suddenly and tore open a space passage.
In just over ten breaths, he was already a million miles away and stopped in front of an ancient peak.
On the mountain wall, there are two big characters "Three Hells" carved on it, and three totems are carved below, symbolizing the human prison, hell, and heaven prison, and the three cages.
The purpose of the Three Hells Gate practice is to break away from the three hells and achieve transcendence. It is said to be the true meaning inherited from a certain great lineage in ancient times.
However, since most of the scriptures have been lost, only a trace of their appearance remains, without any charm.
On the top of the peak, there are pavilions and pavilions standing, and there is a square not far away. Two black dragon pillars set up a beam and raised a large bronze bell.
Behind the ancient peak, there is a plain created by man, hundreds of miles across, surrounded by a magic circle, which is the headquarters of the sect.
This is the Three Prison Gates.
As soon as he arrived, Chu Zheng smelled the fishy smell in the wind. On one side of the plain, there was a pasture, half hidden in the mountains. It raised a large number of low-level alien species, which was obviously used as rations for raising beast monsters.
Although all heavens and worlds are on the same front, alien species are alien species after all. Feeding humans and raising alien species is also a taboo in the Qingyun world, and it is not something that can be said openly.
The strong smell of blood filled the air, making Chu Zheng feel a little uncomfortable.
He did not hide his figure, and soon a monk discovered his presence.
Two disciples in black came with a chariot and asked:
"Your Majesty, what are you doing here?"
The words were polite.
"My name is Chu Zheng."
Chu Zheng loosened his frown and grinned:
"I am here to destroy the family today."
He didn't want to investigate whether the three prison gates were related to his murder. In order to prevent more variables, he decided to just go ahead and eliminate them first.
Keeping such orthodoxy will bring harm to the world. It is better to follow the trend and do a good deed.
The expressions of the two monks in black changed instantly. Instead of taking action against Chu Zheng, they turned around and ran away, heading towards the depths of the sect.
He came here alone and dared to utter such arrogant words. No matter whether this person had the ability to "annihilate the family", it was definitely not something that the two disciples guarding the mountain could handle. Chu Zheng was not in a hurry to take action. He watched the two of them return to the top of the ancient peak and rang the ancient bronze bell.
Dong... Dong... Dong...
The bell rang nine times, and the lingering sound lasted for a long time.
From the relics of Elder Gu and a monk from the Three Hell Gates, Chu Zheng already had some understanding of the Three Hell Gates.
The bell rings nine times, which means that the sect is in great trouble and there are foreign enemies coming to the door.
Twelve rings mean the family will be destroyed.
Obviously, those two disciples still had doubts about Chu Zheng's strength.
The moment the bell rang, the surrounding magic circle rose into the sky and condensed into a curtain of light, blocking Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng looked calm, the nine orifices golden elixir in his body turned slightly, Yuan Qi surged wildly, he took a step forward, and his figure began to skyrocket.
Great supernatural power, the power of heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Zheng’s figure surpassed the ancient peak in front of the Sanjing Gate. After a few breaths, the ancient peak could only reach his waist. The ancient peak of thousands of feet suddenly showed how many Exquisite points.
As his body swelled, Chu Zheng's face changed slightly. It seemed to be shrouded in clouds and fog, blurred, and the appearance of a ghost with a green face and fangs appeared.
Dharma of heaven and earth is to understand the mysteries of heaven and earth, imitate the true nature of heaven and earth, transform oneself into heaven, and manifest the face, which contains the power of heaven.
This is the manifestation of magical power, not a simple change in body shape. Every moment, Chu Zheng's Yuan Qi is being consumed violently, and in exchange, the energy that can be controlled in the body has increased by more than a hundred times.
Chu Zheng moved slightly, raised his hand and lowered it, and in the sky, a spiderweb-like space crack opened.
The huge palm passed through the void, seemingly slowly but actually urgently, bringing up the wind howl like rolling thunder, and landed heavily on the light curtain of the magic circle.
Ka——
The soaring array of light curtains was shattered by a palm without even holding a breath. The torn array patterns splashed everywhere, overflowing with brilliance.
As his palm approached the ancient peak, Chu Zheng stopped, his fingertips fell towards the ancient bronze bell, and he flicked it.
Dong…
Dong…
Boom!
Three bells rang in succession, together with the previous nine, for a total of twelve bells.
Until this moment, the people inside the Third Prison Gate seemed to be able to react. Countless figures soared into the sky, heading towards Chu Zheng with more than a dozen mutants as the front.
Among them, Chu Zheng also saw a divine horse that had just entered the sixth level. Behind its back, there were four wings. It was pitch black, as if it were made of black iron. The iron hoofs stepped through the void, leaving behind a pitch black The footprints are terrifying.
Looking at the many monks who were like a swarm of ants, Chu Zheng felt no emotion in his heart and raised his palm to sweep across.
The sound of wind and thunder rose again, and a large area of void suddenly collapsed and was squeezed into pieces.
The jet-black Pegasus was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. Blood surged all over its body. A cloud of blood exploded in the sky, and it was instantly crushed into a meat pie.
More than a dozen monks beside him were swept away by the energy contained in the palm prints, and exploded to death one after another.
After the palm passed, Chu Zheng was a little out of breath. After all, Fa Tian Xiang Di had a great magical power. He pushed it to the limit and suffered a lot of losses.
With only a dozen breaths, the Yuan Qi in his golden elixir was almost exhausted, and it was difficult to continue without repairing the panel.
Chu Zheng's thoughts moved slightly, and the immortal power in his lower Dantian flowed through his body, replacing Yuan Qi and maintaining his physical appearance.
The immortal power can now also activate the magical power of refining Qi. The integration of these two traditions in Chu Zheng's body has been deepening day by day.
After he entered the Immortal Tribulation, even more so!
With the support of the immortal power, Chu Zheng's breathing returned to calmness. He suddenly raised his leg and kicked the ancient peak engraved with the totem of the Three Hells.
Boom——
The entire ancient peak rose from the ground and bumped into many oncoming monks.
Puff puff puff——
A series of muffled sounds came, the ancient peak was stained with blood, and the broken limbs and broken arms were mixed with flesh and blood flying everywhere.
The ancient peak flew less than 10,000 feet before falling suddenly. The mountain collapsed like the sky was collapsing, crushing most of the three prison gates in an instant.
Chu Zheng took a deep breath, and a divine light lit up in his mouth. The next moment, the overwhelming true fire of Samadhi poured out from his throat.
The flames covered the sky, the brilliance of the sun was covered up, and the sky and the earth were filled with three-color auras.
In an instant, the true fire of Samadhi burned throughout the Sanjing Sect's residence, including the pasture, leaving no one alive.
After a while, Chu Zheng took a deep breath and withdrew the Samadhi True Fire. After a while, he exhaled a clear breath.
The breeze blew across the sky and the earth, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth surged a hundred times in an instant. After being cleansed by the Samadhi True Fire, the ancient peak gave birth to many spiritual grasses and immortal flowers.
Chu Zheng did not absorb the energy transformed from flesh and blood, but returned it to heaven and earth.
This energy is impure and mixed with too much evil intention, which will contaminate his golden elixir and the pure air in the Qi Refiner's mouth.
After his spiritual thoughts scanned the world and confirmed that there were no survivors, Chu Zheng just received the Dharma, took a spiritual pill, and began to regulate his breathing.
Although there are still times for repairs, he has to keep an eye on the situation.
In a blink of an eye, the sky has entered dusk, and the Yuan Qi and immortal power in Chu Zheng's body have almost recovered.
After slowly finishing his work, Chu Zheng prepared to leave.
"Stay."
Just as he was about to leave, a whisper came from the void and a figure walked out.
[He Yi (sixth level): Elder of the inner sect of Xingyue Sect, with a bone age of 542, majoring in Yin Yang Tian Jing, with a minor in cultivating weapons. 】
Chu Zheng took back the light in his eyes and looked thoughtful.
The art of nourishing a vessel is also a branch of the path of cultivation. Feeding a vessel with the whole body's mana, essence and blood is more extreme than the natal immortal treasure of the immortal way. It puts everything in it. On top of a weapon.
"Did you kill He De? Have you ever seen He Yunjin?"
He Yi did not go around the bush and asked in a cold voice. He was dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, and there were yin and yang qi surging in his pupils, which was mysterious. Looming.
Chu Zheng’s eyes flashed slightly, and there was a little amusement in his heart.
The first words He Yi said when they met were not about He De, but about his nephew. The meaning behind this made him think a lot.
Compared to He De, the faces of He Yunjin and He Yi were almost identical, more like father and son.
Thinking of the path He Yunjin practiced, Chu Zheng couldn't help but have some guesses.
"Reply! What did you do to He Yunjin?!"
Seeing Chu Zheng's silence, He Yi was a little impatient.
Chu Zheng did not answer his question and asked with a faint smile:
"If it were you, would you cut the grass without removing the root?"
Hearing this, He Yi's expression showed a trace of disbelief, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
"He has not practiced evil and has a pure heart. Why do you want to kill him?!"
The next moment, his expression was a little distorted, and the yin and yang energy around him surged and turned into five colors of mysterious light. , came directly to attack Chu Zheng:
“Give back my son’s life!”
(End of this chapter)