Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 34
[According to your guidance, Ji Ji successfully broke through the realm and entered the early stage of the sixth-level demon king. You can choose one of the following four options as a reward]

[[-]. The low-grade spiritual weapon from the musket]

[[-]. Low Grade Foundation Establishment Pill]

[[-]. Lihuo Black Snake talent, Lihuo breath, three chances to use it]

【[-]. Ancient Nanming Lihuo Cultivation Method Volume [-]】

Kung Fu!

This is the first time Yan Ping has seen the appearance of exercises in the reward options.

Nanming Lihuo is the advanced level of Lihuo, anyone with a brain knows to choose the fourth option.

When Yan Ping was in Qingping Mountain, he had read an ancient book introducing flames in the world, among which was the introduction of Nanming Lihuo.

Nanming Lihuo is a kind of extremely strong fire in ancient times.

From ancient times to the present, there is no flame that can surpass Nanming Lihuo. According to legend, it is the real fire of Suzaku, the guardian animal of the extreme south of the earth in ancient times, and it is Suzaku's most powerful move.

And because the fire burned to the extreme, it was pure white, and everything burned.

Yan Ping chose the fourth option without hesitation.

[You have obtained the Nanming Lihuo Cultivation Method Volume [-]. This exercise is recommended for those who have the blood of Suzaku to practice.If the human race wants to practice this method, it must use the Suzaku divine feather as a guide, otherwise once it is practiced, it will burn itself and destroy both body and spirit.]

Yan Ping was dumbfounded.

Suzaku Shenyu, where is he going to get it?

This is a bit of a pit.

"Friend Yan Dao."

Yan Ping put away his exercises and pushed open the door.

Ao Bing and Teng Ji stood outside the door.

There was joy on his face.

"Yan Daoyou, no, Mr. Yan, thank you Mr. Yan for your guidance that day."

Ao Bing bowed.

Teng Ji followed closely behind, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for your guidance."

"Two fellow daoists, you are welcome. You are defending the way of the big carp. I should give you some pointers."

"Xiao Pingzi, I didn't expect you to really study the cultivation of the Yaozu!"

Sima Qingwei walked over.

"Please call me Yan Ping, thank you."

"Okay, Xiaopingzi."

"Let's go, Xiaopingzi, it's time for boxing practice."

Sima Qingwei didn't give Yan Ping a chance to refuse at all, grabbed him by the collar and entered the ruins of the ancient battlefield together.

Teng Ji: "Ao Bing, have you noticed that Mr. Yan and our master are quite right?"

Ao Bing: "According to the right is right, it's a pity that the master only has martial arts and boxing in his heart, and there are no men."

Teng Ji: "It's true."

The spirit boat travels in Jishui, upstream.

Accompanied by Ao Bing and Teng Ji, and with Yan Ping protecting the road, the big carp traveled along the river without any danger and went very smoothly.

The big carp swims the river and takes shape for two days.

The spirit boat left Donghai Mansion and entered the jurisdiction of Chongjiang Mansion.

Compared with Donghai Mansion, where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, the people in Chongjiang Mansion obviously did not live well.

There are burned houses all over the banks of the Jishui River, and the banks are stained with blood. From time to time, one or two rotting corpses can be seen, and carrion vultures are fighting for food.

There are many floating corpses floating on the river, including armor-piercing soldiers, bandits with tattoos, and more civilians wrapped in cloth.

The elderly, children, pregnant women...

This is the first time that Yan Ping's two generations have seen so many corpses.

His soul was greatly impacted.

A baby's body floated past Yan Ping's eyes.

It was a young life wrapped in swaddling clothes, and it had already lost its vital signs.

His eyes were closed tightly, and his small face was pale and bloodless.Judging from the freshness of the corpse, it should have been dead for only two days.

The life in this world is very powerful, so powerful that it can move mountains and seas, call wind and rain, and survive for tens of thousands of years.

Life in this world is very fragile, so fragile that before you open your eyes to take a good look at the world, you are gone.

"Master, the water smells so bad!"

The big carp came to the surface, spitting bubbles.

Yan Ping came back to his senses and looked at the baby's body that was drifting away.

He turned around and bowed, "Fellow Taoist Tengji, please cast a spell and cremate these people."

"Okay, Mr. Yan."

The rain of fire fell, igniting bodies that had lost their souls.

The domineering Lihuo turned them into ashes and turned them into nourishment to nourish the mother river Jishui.

"Xiaopingzi, are you okay?"

Sima Qingwei looked at Yan Ping, who was looking into the distance, and said: "The alternation of powers and the change of dynasties are such scenes. After you have experienced a lot, you will get used to it."

"Jiuzhou is too big, and one person can't change anything at all. The ancient Jiuzhou Immortal Dynasty founded by monks who are as powerful as crossing the catastrophe is also buried in the long river of history."

"Manpower is sometimes poor. The stronger you are, the more you will discover how small you are, and the more you will discover the vastness of the world."

Yan Ping was in a trance, and at this moment, he was suddenly lost.

What did he come to this world for, to become a cultivator, to pursue the ultimate power?
And then, eternal life?

But is there really eternal life?

As powerful as the ancient saints, the ancient beasts were annihilated in the long river of history.

Only history books have their records.

History books, leave a name through the ages.

When I came to this world, should I leave something behind to prove that I have been here before?

Isn't the meaning of life just to toss, a person who can toss is a real living person.

"Hey, Yan Ping, are you okay!"

Yan Ping swished, unfolded the glazed feather fan, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine."

"Catch him, Princess Yushu is in his hands."

On the surface of the river, more than 20 people ran on the water. The chasing side was more than 90 soldiers driving assault boats, and the chasing side was a dozen or so Jianghu warriors.

Swords and swords, arrows like lightning, from time to time warriors in the rivers and lakes were hacked to death, shot to death by crossbows, fell into the river, and fainted with blood.

After more than ten breaths, there was only a big man in green running on the river, with three crossbow arrows sticking upside down on his back, and a three-year-old girl carved in pink and jade in his arms.

"Shen Qianyu, Queen Yushu treats you well, and is even willing to commit herself to you, making an exception to let you be King Yushu. Why did you betray her and the people of Yushu Kingdom?"

The big man in green glared at the man in white who descended from the sky and blocked his way, and questioned angrily.

As a martial artist of the seventh realm, he knew that he, who was at the end of his strength, was by no means Shen Qianyu's opponent.

"King Yushu, hehe, it's a small place, a remote mountainous area, and the territory under its jurisdiction is not as good as a county in Chongjiang Prefecture. You think I will be rare."

"To tell you the truth, before I came to your Yushu country, I was already the deputy commander-in-chief of the Chongjiang Mansion, and now I am the chief soldier of the Chongjiang Mansion, in charge of the army of the whole mansion."

"You, you traitor."

The eyes of the big man in Tsing Yi were about to burst.

"I know you also like Queen Yushu, but it's a pity that as a domestic servant, I don't dare to offend you, and it's a waste of money for me."

"I'll give you one last chance to hand over Princess Yushu and the Heart Sutra of Yushu, and surrender to me. I will let you taste the taste of Queen Yushu. When I came out, she had just hanged herself and her body was still hot."

"You are shameless!"

Burning Blood Dafa!

Blood flames ignited from the body of the big man in blue, his speed doubled sharply, he passed the man in white and rushed away.

"At the end of the crossbow, chase."

Shen Qianyu jumped onto the assault boat and ordered to pursue.

The big man in Tsing Yi ran wildly on the water, feeling infinitely sad. He was on the verge of death, he was at a loss, and there were soldiers chasing after him. What else could he do? He had done his best, and he was worthy of Queen Yushu's kindness.

The only regret is that he never showed his heart to the queen from the beginning to the end.

Forget it, let this secret love sink into Jishui with him!

Little princess, I'm sorry.

The big man in Tsing Yi was about to slap the baby girl to death with tears in his eyes, when suddenly a spirit boat came into view and rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Yan Ping's mind stopped sharply, and the spirit boat swayed steadily.

"Hey, Pengci, you!"

　The cute new author turned around [-] degrees for three and a half weeks and knelt down, impudently begging all readers for your collection, investment, recommendation tickets, rewards, and all support.

　　
　
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