Alienated Martial Arts.

The sky is dark, the stars disappear and the moon disappears.

The dark clouds were thick and low, as if they were about to touch the ground.

After a moment of stagnation, the cold wind swept through the snowflakes and once again filled the Taoist temple with only ruined walls.

Several figures were in the shape of a character, facing each other at a distance.

The patriarch of the Hong family lightly brushed off the snowflakes stained on his sleeves, his eyes fell on Wei Tao who was not far away, and he didn't even glance at the headless corpse lying limp on the ground.

The tragic death of Young Master Hong did not stir up any waves in his heart at all.

The good grandson he kept talking about just now is like garbage in his eyes. He will throw it away when it is useless. Naturally, he will not feel any sentimentality.

It's even far worse than the doubts and surprises brought to him after seeing the long tail of the snake.

"As a master of Lingming, but possesses the secret skills of Xuanwu, the key is that he is still so young. It is true that talented people come out from generation to generation, and a new generation replaces the old one."

The patriarch of the Hong family breathed out a breath of white mist, and then turned his gaze to the five people on the other side.

After staring at them for a moment, he suddenly had greater doubts in his heart.

"Minds and minds are interconnected, qi and machine are connected, Grandmaster Qinglian actually got together with Jiange Swordsman, what exactly do they want to do?"

"It's just that after careful perception, these people have a faint sluggish and stiff appearance. Compared with the spiritual and thorough guru's state of mind, it seems that there is something crucial missing."

"But it doesn't matter anymore. If I can make up for it tonight, it can be regarded as being able to replenish and restore some deficient states to perfection before welcoming the divine will."

Boom!
The dull heartbeat spread in the dark wind and snow.

Wei Tao's feet moved forward and backward, his body sank slightly, and then he joined the fetal fist seal, and his energy and spirit continued to rise upwards, as if blending into the dark void, intertwined with the wind and snow in the sky.

The fleeting confrontation just now made him confirm two things again.

First, Qinglian's left and right envoys and Jiange's Three Swordsmen are indeed connected with each other, almost reaching the level of one heart and one body.

However, like the patriarch of the Hong family, he also faintly sensed that the other party seemed to have disharmony, and it seemed that they could not fully exert their due strength.

Second, compared to Qinglian Envoy and Great Swordsman, the guy not far away who looks like he is about to die of old age brings even stronger sense of threat. It was just an ordinary grab just now, which made him give birth to a block. Unstoppable, inescapable feeling of oppression.

"The old guy has such a high level of strength, and his surname is Hong. Could it be the old master Hong that the Taoist once mentioned?"

Wei Tao took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

Immediately, the aura was restrained like a stubborn stone, as if it was completely integrated with the surrounding broken walls.

On the other side, Wen Yan, the left envoy of Qinglian, had no expression on his face, and said slowly in a blunt tone, "It turns out that it is Mr. Hong Shunyi from the Four Elephant Hall, no wonder he has such a high level of cultivation.

It’s just that you are a thief if you are old and not dead, and you are a demon if you are not dead. You can live all the way from the time of Emperor Wu to the present. You have to intervene in everything. "

"You, a demon from the Qinglian Sect, can still have the cheek to preach to this old man. You simply don't know what death is."

Hong Shunmao just smiled lightly when he heard the words, "More than 30 years ago, the old man, Mr. Donghe, Taoist Xuanwu Qi and others invaded the Land of the Dead, killing countless disciples of the demon sect, and even Ruoshui was stained red with blood.

I still remember that at that time, even your so-called Dharma King Qinglian was not as arrogant as you. "

"Whether we are arrogant or not, Old Grandmaster Hong will know in a while."

Fanci, Qinglian's right envoy, took the words, "As for what death is, although we have never really died, we are still not afraid of death.

For example, if we dare to commit suicide right now, it should be enough for Old Master Hong to live for so long. Do you dare to walk with us on the road to the underworld? "

"You say you're not afraid of death?"

Hong Shunmao seemed to have heard a big joke, "Anyone else who said that, the old man might believe it, but you, Qinglian Right Envoy, are the only ones who are really not qualified to make such crazy remarks.

Speaking of this, the old man clearly remembers the place where he passed away 30 years ago. In order to escape your life faster, you Fan Youshi mercilessly beheaded his companions who stood in front of him, even the little girl I felt pity for. Did not let go. "

Fanci didn't say anything to refute, but continued, "The past has been blown away with the wind, and the me I am today is no longer the me I was in the past, so there is no need to mention these old things."

"The Fanyou envoy doesn't want to mention it, so it's fine not to mention it, but in my opinion, it can only be said that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."

Hong Shunyi smiled again as he spoke, "The seed of fear of death was planted in your heart during the battle at the place of death, and now with the passage of time, that seed has already taken root and grown into a towering tree.

So whether you admit it or not, it is there, deeply rooted in your heart. "

Wei Tao was silent from beginning to end.

Listening to the sharp words of both sides, interacting and disturbing each other's state of mind, there is always an inexplicable and weird feeling lingering in the chest.

In his opinion, the old guy surnamed Hong came a little late.

I didn't see the "style" of Wen Yan, the left envoy of Qinglian, who raised his head, nor heard the "tone" of this person when he said the words "little maidservant", so he didn't know the strangeness of these people at all.

Therefore, all the efforts it makes are probably going to be useless.

Time passed little by little.

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the accumulation on the ground is getting thicker and thicker.

The seven figures stood silently, and no one made a move first, or even moved their bodies.

It's like turning into ice sculptures, standing in the depths of the white wilderness.

Whoa!

Suddenly, there seemed to be muddy footsteps.

Slowly approaching the Taoist temple from far to near.

Not long after, a stiff and twisted figure appeared near the dilapidated Taoist temple.

This is a fan monk wrapped in shabby robes.

His face was miserable, his brows were dark, his eyes were dull, and he looked completely lifeless.

The fan monk seemed to have noticed something, so he stopped not far away.

He turned his head little by little, stared straight at the few people who were confronting each other, and finally slowly moved towards Wei Tao's position.

Click!

After a glance, Fan Seng seemed to have determined his goal, and without hesitation, he took heavy and stiff steps, and soon came to the Taoist temple.

Boom! ! !

The arrival of the fan monk is like throwing a torch into a room full of explosives.

All of a sudden, the extremely dull and suppressed breath exploded.

The envoys of Qinglian joined hands side by side, and the holy lotus platform bloomed in the night sky.

Afterwards, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent was horizontal and empty, and it merged with the slowly blooming green lotus, as if they were one thing from the beginning.

As soon as they made a move, they almost gave it their all.

It was like a spring that had been suppressed to the extreme, and at this moment it suddenly popped forward.

Qinglian's sword intent was tearing through the wind and snow, and she had already arrived in front of Hong Shunyi in an instant.

Another direction.

Wei Tao's arms suddenly swelled and became bigger, sharp claws covered with black scales rushed out from the darkness, and also smashed down towards Hong Shun's cover.

It was originally a situation of confrontation between the three parties.

After being broken by the intruding fan monk, it strangely turned into two parties joining forces to deal with the remaining party.

"You want to beat me to death first, and then continue your unfinished confrontation?"

"Then I can only say that you all made the wrong idea."

"The old man has been sitting in the Four Elephant Hall for decades, contemplating and understanding the legacy of Emperor Wu day and night, and has already stepped half of his body into the level of the law."

"Just let you take a look, what is called the first line of realm, it is so high that there is no limit!"

Facing the sudden attack, Hong Shun's heart was like a dry well, calm and calm.

He doesn't dodge, doesn't evade, doesn't back down.

Like a dead tree stuck in place.

Then Xu Shiji raised his hands, and with a simple grab, they faced Qinglian Sword Intent and Yuantai Fist Seal respectively.

boom!
As soon as the claw came out, the majestic coercion suddenly descended.

In just a split second, with Hong Shunyi's body at the center, the ground suddenly subsided and the wind and snow faded away.

It seems that apart from himself, all other foreign objects, as long as they don't get his permission, there will be nothing left, nothing left.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

There was dead silence in the dilapidated Taoist temple.

Even the whistling wind and snow disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, there was a crisp click.

It sounded like the sound of a hard armor cracking, finally opening a gap in the silence.

Almost at the same time, several thunderbolts exploded one after another close to the ground. .

Boom!

Yuan Tai's fist was violently smashed down, and was caught by the raised skinny palm.

Click!

Suddenly, the cloud-patterned black scales shattered, and a cloud of blood mist burst out.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
After a collision, there was a loud noise.

The fist and claw waved to form an afterimage, with dazzling sparks mixed in the middle, which exploded violently and splashed outward.

After countless confrontations and collisions in an instant, Wei Tao retreated abruptly, smashing the broken wall and crashing into the depths of the newly formed ruins, even tearing a straight ditch several feet deeper along the way.

"The Nine Changes of Lingming, the True Solution of Xuanwu, and even the secret method of Vajra."

"The variety of things this young man has learned is really beyond the imagination of this old man."

"What's even more unbelievable is that he was able to break through all three methods to the level of a master.

At his age, even if he didn't encounter too many obstacles in his practice, where did he find the time to practice! ? "

"Also, this person is quite powerful. After a head-on collision, even my arms were a little numb, so I let him take advantage of the situation to dodge and retreat, avoiding the ultimate move that I will launch later."

Several thoughts flashed in Hong Shun's mind, but the other hand did not hesitate, and simply grabbed forward as well.

Click!

The shadows of the claws are dense, like dream bubbles, like dew and electricity.

With just one blow, the sword intent was forced away, crushing Qinglian.

Then, just a little stagnant, the multiple claw shadows merged into one, and continued to probe into the depths of the dark wind and snow.

"The mind is connected, the energy is involved, the joint attack power of these five masters is really strong, even if I have already begun to comprehend the realm of the law, I can still be suppressed by their joint efforts."

"However, although Qinglian and Jianyi are seamlessly integrated, they always feel that the most essential soul is missing. This is your biggest flaw."

"I was caught by the old man and caught the loophole, and you didn't back down. You are courting death!"

Hong Shun's expressionless face pierced the cyan lotus platform with one claw, his arm like a dead branch swelled instantly, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying and majestic momentum, forcing Qinglian's left envoy Wen Yan and the three sword masters away.

But he only got out of the position where Qinglian's right envoy Fanci was, and isolated him alone.

Almost without any time interval, Hong Shunyi pointed his paw directly at Fanci's chest.

He spread his five fingers, and his forearm trembled violently, causing ripples and ripples in the darkness and void.

It's like a dragon coming out of the water, although it is pointing at the right envoy of Qinglian, but it seems to be hidden in the depths of clouds and mist, and it may appear anywhere at any time.

Swish!
Hong Shunyi's grab was silent, but swift as lightning, and he was in front of Fanci in an instant.

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes suddenly.

Fanci's expressionless expressionless face was reflected in the suddenly constricted pupils.

At such a fatal moment, instead of dodging and retreating, Fanci even straightened his chest forward quickly.

It was as if he was afraid that he would not die in his hands.

No, it wasn't even an active suicide attempt.

It's just that he is afraid of dying too slowly, and wants to speed up his own death desperately.

"With Qinglian's right envoy's character, how can she do such a thing?"

"When things go wrong, there must be a demon. Is he cheating by pretending to die?"

"But the old man is a great master who is perfect in the Yangyang spiritual realm and is only one step away from reaching the Dharma realm. How dare he cheat in front of me!?"

There was a sudden movement in Hong Shun's heart, and after a moment of hesitation, he had to hold back his hands and stay prepared to deal with possible subsequent changes.

But it's already a bit late.

After all, both sides were speeding up as much as possible before, and as warriors above the master, they were running in both directions. One wanted to kill, and the other wanted to seek death. With the superposition of the two, there was no more time to react.

Click!

Hong Shun's claw fell, directly piercing Qinglian's right envoy's chest, and then protruding from his back, stringing his whole body on his arm.

Having suffered a claw that could sever life, Fan Ci still had no expression on his face, not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

He cast both hands left and right, piercing the darkness.

The moment the body was pierced, the arm that was like a dead branch was suddenly stuck.

"You don't want to risk your life, just to freeze me for a moment?"

"They can also be regarded as martial arts masters who have climbed step by step. Can't they figure out that this time is not enough to kill me?"

Although Hong Shunyi was not panicked, he did not panic at all.

The arm protruding forward suddenly swelled, and it was about to get rid of the restraint brought by Fanci's near-death counterattack.

At this moment, he inexplicably felt a little cold, and it came from behind Fanci.

It even affected his spirit, and there was instant darkness in front of him without warning.

There is also a voice that is full of the mood of killing everything and utter silence, as if it swayed directly in his consciousness.

"The way of observing the sky and the way of holding on to the sky are all done!"

"Heaven sends out murderous intentions, stars move to the sky, earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the land, people send murderous intentions, heaven and earth repeat, heaven and man unite in virtue, and all changes are fixed."

"This is the three-talented sword formation of Cangjian Pavilion, and it is the ultimate three-talented sword."

"They actually hid this pose until now, and used the opportunity of Qinglian's right envoy to use her body as a bait to perform it, in order not to give me a chance to find out and deal with it in advance.

But just relying on it, it still can't kill me, at most you can temporarily cripple an arm. "

"I want to see, after using the Sancai Killing Sword, the three sword masters who have completely vented their killing intent and sword intent, what else they can use to block my anger!"

The thoughts in Hong Shun's mind flashed, and his energy and mind gathered in one place, and he suddenly rose upwards, breaking through the limit in an instant.

"Above the spiritual realm, return to the imaginary method!"

boom!
With Hong Shunyi's body as the center, drastic changes came within a few feet around.

It is as if a dead tree is in spring, full of vitality, but it is also surrounded by death, emptiness and silence.

All kinds of forces are intertwined and entangled, and merged into one, annihilating all foreign objects.

brush!
The Sancai Killing Sword came at this time.

There was no towering sword energy, nor cold sword light, only a ray of extremely pure murderous intent, which went straight into the arm that pierced Fanci's back.

Then there was an explosion.

The three long swords broke inch by inch, and the four figures quickly retreated away, disappearing into the darkness and snow in an instant.

Hong Shunyi retreated two steps and then stabilized his figure. Looking at the figures who were rapidly moving away, his eyes could not help but froze slightly.

"They turned around and ran away, what are they trying to do?"

"We lost a grandmaster's strength for no reason, and the remaining three swordsmen are also extremely weak and exhausted. Don't they think they can escape?"

"I've long been tired of eating those tasteless pills in the palace, all of you will become the old man's rations!"

He lowered his head and opened his mouth silently, reaching behind his ears.

The inside is like scarlet petals blooming layer by layer, and there are densely packed sharp fangs, which grow wantonly through the fleshy mucous membrane.

Boom!

At this moment, a muffled sound came from the ruins not far away.

Hong Shunyu turned his head to look, and there was a flash of approval in his eyes, "As expected of a northern wilderness monk who practiced the Vajra Secret Art, his physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary martial arts masters.

If it is another cathode master, just because he entered the aura of our confrontation just now, he will be crippled even if he is not dead. "

"In the end, this monk was able to escape unscathed, and even helped the old man entangle that young man with terrifying talent.

Such a kind and considerate man, he must taste it slowly later to see if his flesh and blood are more delicious. "

"Oh? This feeling seems a bit wrong."

"What appeared was not the spiritual meaning of Brahma, but more like the breath of the abyss of darkness corresponding to Brahma.

But this is also good, I have eaten Brahma Martial Artist before, and now I just want to change the taste, to see if the flesh and blood essence of Master Heiyuan is more chewy. "

Click!

He bit Qinglian's right neck.

Seeing the corpse in his hand shriveled up quickly, Hong Shunyi showed an extremely satisfied smile on his face.

Even the furrow-like wrinkles stretched a little.

"kindness!?"

After only swallowing a few mouthfuls, Hong Shunyi suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He raised his head abruptly, and walked away from Qinglian's right envoy's neck.

But it seems to be stuck by super glue, and there are even strands of transparent silk thread drawn out from the middle, which emits a very faint crystal light against the surrounding white snow.

Click!

Hong Shunyi suddenly tore off the glued thread, and his complexion became quite ugly at this moment.

There was a bang.

At this moment, Qinglian's right envoy's body exploded without warning.

The rain of blood flew all over the sky, completely covering Hong Shunyi.

There are also crazily twisted transparent tentacles flying out from the collapsed and decomposed corpse, all rushing towards the wound on his arm.

boom!
The overwhelming pressure came again.

Tear up all the weird threads.

"It turned out to be mysterious and treacherous silk."

"30 years ago, Guishu imitated the little doll to reproduce this thing, and later Donghe incorporated it into his body. After the old man heard the news, he went to Donghe to see it in person. At that time, he didn't realize that it was so weird. .”

"However, I have seen this kind of thing before. It is reasonable to say that I should be aware of it when I fight against them, but I didn't feel anything from the beginning to the end. I didn't see any clues until the end."

Feeling the changes in his body, Hong Shunmao's complexion became gloomy, and water could almost drip from between his brows.

In an instant, he understood the reason why Qinglian right envoy took the initiative to seek death.

Fanci used his own life as bait to trap him for a moment, so that his companion could calmly use the three-talent killing sword.

The purpose is not for anything else, just to open a wound on him.

In this way, you can leave a passage for Youxuan and Weisi to break through and enter, so that you can find a way to overshadow him in the subsequent confrontation.

However, the opponent underestimated his realm.

In other words, he underestimated the level of strength he can display after he comes into contact with the realm of law.

So after seeing the "returning to the void", the rest of the people retreated without hesitation, without even half a moment of hesitation or lingering.

It's a pity that God's will is like a knife, unpredictable.

They didn't expect it, but he was even more caught off guard.

That group of people went all out to do something that even a martial arts master could not do, but he swallowed it in his stomach.

Now the strange thread is surging, wandering in the viscera, and it is even more difficult to deal with than injecting it from the arm wound.

In just a few breaths, the fight in the depths of the ruins suddenly stopped.

The continuous thunder disappeared, and the wind and snow flew down again, and everything seemed to have returned to its original appearance.

"If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid that there will be no firewood. If you stay here, you may be able to beat the young man to death, but after some fights, the mysterious and treacherous threads in your body will definitely become more difficult to deal with, so you can't stay here anymore. You must Leave now."

Hong Shunxi let out a foul breath, as if he wanted to release all hesitation, all entanglement, and all hesitation with this breath.

The next moment, he turned his head in the opposite direction and walked away.

boom!
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly picked up and howled.

Carrying ice and snow, a large cloud of smoke and dust was swayed, and it was already approaching in an instant.

Boom!

The ground collapsed suddenly, and the two figures were separated at the touch of a touch.

They each retreated a dozen or so steps away, silently confronting each other.

The smoke and dust dissipated quickly, revealing the two people standing still inside.

Hong Shunyi raised his head slightly, staring at the monstrous and ferocious body, his already gloomy expression became even more icy.

"Warriors practice martial arts to improve themselves. I have lived for so long, and I have seen all kinds of warriors, but those who can cultivate into your ugly appearance are rare, definitely not many."

After a while, he suddenly showed a smile, "It's a pity for a precious animal like you to die like this.

However, the old man gave you a chance to survive, but you insisted on coming to seek death and cut off your own way of life with your own hands. "

Snapped!
clap clap clap!
The tail of the snake, which has nowhere to be placed, flicks left and right, and the shape of the snake's head that is growing is faintly visible at the top.

The wings on the back flapped slowly, bringing out a strong bloody breath every time.

Wei Tao replied with a ferocious smile, "I really wanted to run away, but suddenly found that Senior Hong's state seemed to be a little bit wrong, so I stayed again, hoping to help you solve the troubled problems."

After a pause, his smile became more intense, "The old man doesn't have to look at me with such suspicious eyes, you have to believe that I definitely have this ability.

After all, as long as I beat you to death here, all the problems you face will disappear, and you will never have any anxiety. "

"That Northern Wilderness Ghost Monk gave me a big surprise. I hope Old Master Hong won't let me down."

Boom!
After the words fell, Wei Tao took a step forward.

When it reappeared, it had roared to Hong Shunyi.

Swinging up the thick arm covered with cloud-patterned black scales, it tore through the air and slammed down.

Hong Shunyi raised his head suddenly, this time it was no longer a simple stretching of arms and claws, but forming seals with both hands, and at the last moment they closed together like lightning.

boom!
Wei Tao threw out both fists, but he felt a huge pressure hit him in an instant, and all of it was exerted on him.

It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and there was even a sense of oppression that he couldn't breathe.

Not only that, but even the moiré black scales on the body surface, the wings and wings on the back, and even the long tail of the snake behind him, have all begun to degenerate in reverse, no longer the hideous and bright image before.

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes suddenly, and met the eyes of Hong Shun, who was also shocked, as if he was about to spark a cloud of sparks.

Boom!

Fist and palm exchange, thunder rumbles.

Hong Shunyi didn't take a step back, and the position he was standing in was a Xu Dakeng with a radius of several meters and a depth of more than ten feet.

Half of his body fell into the bottom of the pit, and his head and face were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Wei Tao flew backwards suddenly, and hit the ground heavily after tens of feet, trampling out dense spider web cracks.

"This is the deduction method."

"I didn't expect that this person could burst out with such a powerful strength after being attacked by three masters of swordsmanship, and then penetrated by the concentric knot."

"With his body as the center, at least within a radius of Zhang Xu, it looks like a complete nothingness to me.

This kind of extreme exclusivity, even the true meaning of martial arts that has been integrated into the body can't bear that kind of power, and it disappears and degenerates in an instant. "

Wei Tao stared at the big crater just formed not far away, his figure quickly shrank and returned to his previous appearance.

He began to retreat slowly, and after preparing to create a safe enough distance, he would turn around and retreat without looking back.

Cough!

A violent coughing sound came from the pit.

There is also a strong smell of blood, mixed in the wind.

Hong Shunyi raised his hand to wipe away the blood spilling from his lips, looked down at the puddle of tentacles in front of him, his throat was inexplicably itchy.

He forced himself to hold back the desire to cough again, pulled his legs out from the bottom of the pit, and stepped back a little bit.

Thinking that the young man might be not far outside the pit, staring at this place, Hong Shunyu couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The collision and confrontation just now also brought him great surprise.

Prior to this, for the master fighters he knew, whether it was the cathode master or the anode master who was virtualized into reality, the true meaning of martial arts and the martial artist's body had always been complementary.

However, I have never seen any martial artist who can integrate the true meaning of martial arts into the physical body, making them one.

In this way, his back-to-the-empty performance cannot achieve the maximum effect, and cannot completely repel and drive away the opponent's true martial arts intentions, leaving him with the ability to violently resist.

"If I hadn't been disturbed by Youxuan, I would have been able to unleash the full power of Guixu's performance..."

Hong Shunmao didn't think about it any further when he thought of this.

A lot of distracting thoughts inexplicably appeared in my mind, as if there were many people talking non-stop, and there were also fragments of memory that obviously shouldn't belong to me, flashing before my eyes like flowing water.

This chaotic feeling seems to have returned to who knows how many years ago, and is experiencing unbearable delusions.

"Is it Youxuanweisi, or did I fight against that young man just now, and he eroded my spirit?"

Hong Shunyi tried his best to keep the Lingtai clear, clinging to the edge of the pit, trying his best to sense Wei Tao's aura.

After waiting for a while, he suddenly jumped out of the big pit and fled towards the distance like lightning.

Wei Tao had retreated a hundred paces away at this time, and was about to turn around and run, but before he could move, he suddenly stopped in place.

He was a little dazed looking at the figure who ran away crazily without looking back, and was even a little confused for a moment.

"The old guy can run faster than me."

"I am afraid of him, and he is also afraid of me. We are afraid of both sides."

Wei Tao took a deep breath of the cool and icy air. After a moment of silence, he finally gave up his thoughts of continuing to catch up. Instead, he turned around and entered the depths of the ruins, and found the corpse of the Northern Wilderness Monk from under the bricks.

Compared with Grandmaster Hong, who had begun to comprehend what the law was, this immortal corpse was more attractive to him.

Fan Seng's strength is actually mediocre, almost at the same level as Meng Zhi who also practiced the Vajra Secret Technique.

Even if he surpassed Meng Zhi, he still didn't break away from the level of the Great Vajra Realm, so he only lasted a short time in his hands before he was beaten to the point of losing his ability to move.

However, what Wei Tao really cares about is not that the monk is a corpse, but the true meaning of King Kong that he condenses.

Completely different from Meng Zhi, this fan monk's vajra true meaning has nothing to do with Brahma being born into heaven, but is deeply involved with the dark abyss that opposes Brahma.

This discovery is of great significance, like a flash of light piercing the void, dispelling the fog, and illuminating the way forward for him.

If you can get through it, you will find the right way to take the Vajra Secret Technique a step further.

"I perceive and capture Brahma's malice and achieve Vajra Glass. Although it has the image of Black Vajra, the root is still Brahma's spirit."

"Based on the fight with this foreign monk just now, it can be inferred that if Brahma's spirit is yang, the abyss of darkness may be yin. Although the two are opposite, there is a constant relationship.

More importantly, they can all be understood and perceived by the Vajra Secret Technique, and eventually become the master of secret education. "

"Patience is like the earth, and meditation is as deep as a secret treasure. This is the description of the Vajra Secret Art to the Great Vajra Realm, but the deeper level of yin and yang unification is vague, making it difficult for people to go deeper.

The so-called solitary yang does not grow, and solitary yin does not grow. If I can recreate the vajra body with the spiritual meaning of the abyss of darkness like this foreign monk, will it be regarded as fulfilling the true meaning of the unity of yin and yang, and can push the vajra secret method to the highest level? higher level? "

The ruined Taoist temple was silent, only the wind and snow whizzed past in the air.

Wei Tao looked up at the night sky, carefully carried the body of the monk on his shoulder, and walked away quickly in the opposite direction.

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"This old Mr. Hong runs quite fast, and he is also good at hiding his body.

Thanks to such a sudden heavy snowfall, otherwise even this trace would not exist, and we would have lost his whereabouts long ago. "

In the depths of the dark night, a petite and exquisite figure walked quietly.

Under her feet, the white snow surged slightly, as if there was something hidden underground, and it followed her forward at a high speed.

Beside him, there was a woman in a hood and a white robe.

The two sensed and captured the aura left by Hong Shunyi together, observed and looked for the faint footprints that appeared on the snow from time to time, and followed the faintly visible traces.

"Above the two realms of anode and true spirit is the realm of law."

The petite girl turned her head slightly, with a faint smile on her face, "Did Master Luo also reach this high level?"

Luo Qingjun shook his head slowly, "I'm still one step away. Maybe I'll be able to stand in front of the door soon and see the artistic conception of what is the law, but it's also possible that I'll spend the rest of my life and never be able to take this step."

Yun Hong smiled slightly, "Although Master Hong is old and frail, and has lost much vitality in his physical body, he is not very attractive to us.

But his most precious thing is not these, but the practice experience along the way, and perhaps all the secrets that he has experienced and known since the time of Emperor Wu. This is what we need most. "

After a pause, she continued, "As long as you join us, Grandmaster Hong will be able to continue his dying life, and we will also be able to obtain his experience and memories, which is obviously a matter of great benefit to both parties.

But I don't know why he has no interest in this, but just flees desperately without looking back. "

Luo Qingjun sighed, "Grandmaster Hong can't run too far, after being penetrated by Qinglian's right envoy's treacherous thread, he should be tortured by delusion right now, enduring both physical and mental pain.

As long as we can stop Master Hong before he gets rid of Weisi, we should be able to persuade him to join Dingxuan and become one of you. "

"That's not a delusion, but us..."

Yun Hong just spoke, but fell into silence suddenly.

The two stopped at the same time, turned their heads and looked to one side.

In the depths of the darkness and snowstorm, there seemed to be a ray of golden light quietly shining into the eyes of the two of them.

It can even make people doubt whether the night is about to pass, the wind and snow will stop, and the golden sun will rise from the end of the western sky.

"Don't chase anymore, let's leave here immediately and take refuge in a farther place."

Yun Hong frowned, and Luo Qingjun's solemn voice suddenly came from her ear.

"That golden light seems to be the presence of the King of the Golden Tent!"

A dirt slope not far from the Wilderness Taoist Temple.

Wei Tao found a sheltered place to shelter from the wind, and carefully placed the body of the monk on the ground.

He sat down next to him, frowning in thought.

There is still the breath of the dark abyss in Fanseng's body, but he hasn't figured out how to absorb it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wei Tao decided to use the God-Watching-Air Technique first, and finally conduct a detailed perception.

Then according to the situation, try to make the Youxuan and Weisi pull it away.

Quietly, his eyes lighted up faintly.

But he didn't look at Fan Seng's body, but turned his head to look at the distant sky.

"This golden glow actually has such a strong Brahma spirit."

He took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, "It almost made me think that the sun will rise in the west today."