Cute Scripture of Mountains and Seas

Compared with the rapid improvement in the level of refining medicine, Mei Xue's own cultivation has obviously become the biggest shortcoming. Although he has never let go of meditation and practiced the fairy arts he knows since he came to the Qinglong Mountains, he has never been taught any decent fairy arts after all. Can't get up anytime soon.

This is also the biggest reason why Mei Xue must enter Qinglong Academy. He is too lacking in formal training knowledge, and even now he has not even decided on the immortal art major, and only practiced the "cloud and mist art" inherited from the dragon holding the candle. "That's all.

Although this kind of fairy art can be regarded as the best of the auxiliary fairy arts, what Mei Xue needs is more suitable for fighting, and more suitable for his own main fairy art.

Whether it is the Ghost Emperor or the Burning Blood Sword, they can be regarded as Mei Xue's hidden trump cards, but both have special usage restrictions. What Mei Xue needs now is not such a trump card that can kill with one blow, but a trump card that is more suitable for him. The sect master practices immortality.

Originally, Wuzhi Tianya was the best choice, but this Buddhist supernatural power obviously far surpassed Mei Xue's realm, so now he can't display the true power of this Buddhist supernatural power at all. It's too obscure.

In this regard, even Huang Fei is better than Mei Xue. After all, he is already a talent who has undergone complete training in the basics of immortal arts, and has a powerful explosive attack like Wuying Shenquan, and is more stable than Mei Xue in terms of overall strength balance.

The current Mei Xue is like a child with a huge weapon. Although she can cause huge damage in a very short time, her own strength is too weak. For the opponent, the only thing left is to escape.

Compared with those immortal practitioners who lacked a certain killing blow, Mei Xue lacked the most basic things. He already possessed several powerful and earth-shattering supernatural powers, but he didn't even have a solid foundation for immortal arts.

Therefore, in the following time, Mei Xue began to go all out in tutoring, completing those basic fairy arts that she had neglected in the past one by one.

Soon, the entrance examination of Qinglong Academy is approaching.

At the same time, a floating mountain shrouded in ghost energy also approached the port of Qinglong Mountains.

On the sea viewing platform of Fushan, a handsome young man holding a snow-white feather fan is looking coldly at an old man who just came up to Fushan to report.

"You mean, my brother Dao Wuchang died? He died in Qianye Secret Realm?"

"Yes, yes, this news came from Master Huang Fei. Master Dao Wuchang went to explore the secret realm with him, but he didn't come back. We searched, but only found some clothes of Master Dao Wuchang. It can already be confirmed that Master Dao Wuchang is unlucky." Died." The gray-haired old man was sweating profusely and looked at Young Master Pianpian in front of him. He had worked in Taoism for almost fifty years, and he could push it down to enjoy his old age, but he did not expect to encounter this.

"Huang Fei? That prodigal son from Huangshan?" Mr. Pianpian shook his feather fan, and thought for a long time before he remembered who this Huang Fei was.

It's just an unfavored last son of Huangshan Xianmen. It is said that he made a big mistake and was almost expelled from Huangshan Xianmen. He was sent to a small place where birds don't lay eggs. It seems to be a border hill called Tiantai .

And his younger brother Dao Wuchang is the third successor of the most famous Taoist school in the Nether Immortal Dao, and his status is many times more noble than the demoted Huang Fei. Not to mention how such two people got together, why did Huang Fei come back from such a small fourth-level secret realm, while his younger brother Dao Wuchang died.

"Huang Fei, what a Huang Fei, where is he now, and who is around him?" Young Master Pianpian retracted the feather fan in his hand, his eyes became extremely cold, and a ghost loomed behind him.

"Master Dao Wuyuan, Huang Fei is now with the master of the Huangshan Fairy Sect, so he can't act rashly!" The old housekeeper knew that something bad was going to happen when he saw Dao Wuyuan's eyes. Before the entrance exam, if something happens, there are many big figures watching.

Dao Wuyuan was taken aback for a moment, then he remembered that it was not as usual. Because of the big incident of Qinglongming, many big figures from the seas and mountains gathered in the Qinglong Mountains, including the owner of the Huangshan Fairy Gate. Although a mere Huang Fei should not receive much attention from him, but in this There is really no way to start.

"Besides Huang Fei, who else?" Dao Wuyuan hated Ren very much, so he couldn't calm down without killing a few people.

"There are several other people, a guide named Li Lao, who is a professional explorer of secret realms, and two civilians brought by Huang Fei, who seem to be candidates of Qinglong Academy." The old housekeeper has already tried his best to find out the news, When Huang Fei's team set off, they didn't deliberately hide their identities, so after several twists and turns, the old butler still knew the list of members of that team.

"Okay, very good." Dao Wuyuan opened the feather fan again, and the writing on the fan turned blood red little by little.

The unspoken rules of the Nether Immortal Dao, whoever offends me will die, even if he is far away, otherwise his heart will be unhappy and his thoughts will not be clear. Any sorcerer from the Nether Immortal Dao has come out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, and it is embarrassing to say that he is a sorcerer from the Nether Immortal Dao if the lives in his hands are not more than 3,000.

There is the master of Huangshan Fairy Sect on Huang Fei's side, so there is nothing to do with him. A few civilians, even candidates of Qinglong Academy, are killed if they are killed. Could it be that someone would trouble him, a genius of the Nether Immortal Dao, for a few civilians?

"Housekeeper, find some people for me, and keep an eye on those people other than Huang Fei. I want to do it myself." As the feather fan swayed gently, Dao Wuyuan's face became extremely smooth. It was a morbid beauty that did not belong to human beings. , Grimaces seeping through people like white paper.

The old butler hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at Dao Wuyuan at this moment.

Different from Dao Wuchang, who majored in transporting five ghosts, Mr. Dao Wuyuan practiced the more terrifying and terrifying technique of raising ghosts, using himself as a container to keep evil ghosts in his body.

That ghost loves to eat people very much, so Mr. Dao Wuyuan also became eccentric, he would drive out ghosts and eat people if he was not happy, to satisfy the flesh and blood desire of the evil ghost in his body. In Taoism, Mr. Dao Wuyuan is also known as "Mr. Ghost", a veritable half-human, half-ghost body.

After the trembling old housekeeper retreated, Dao Wuyuan's face became even paler, and even his body exuded a ghostly aura.

"I didn't expect... It would be so troublesome to raise you..." Dao Wuyuan pressed his eyes, since he raised this unknown evil ghost, he became more and more easy to kill and bloodthirsty.

However, as long as you can get the power of this ghost, killing a lot of people is nothing.

Killing a person is a capital crime.

Killing ten people is also a capital crime.

Killing hundreds of people is a heinous crime and unforgivable.

However, after killing a million, no mortal would dare to say anything, and would even take the initiative to worship you, worshiping you as a god.

The law of the jungle is prey to the strong, this is the common law in any world, the ghostly immortal way is a terrifying fairy gate built on countless killings and corpses.

"Hoo...give me...blood..." That was the voice that only Dao Wuyuan could hear, the voice of the evil ghost that kept urging him to eat people.

"I'll give it to you. I'll give you whatever you want. You are mine." Dao Wuyuan pressed his eyes and laughed loudly. Then, the feather fan in his hand cut his wrist open and sucked the hot blood away. poured in their own eyes.

"Coo! Coo!" The sound of blood gushing into the throat, the heavy panting of the evil ghost, and Dao Wuyuan's crazy laughter mixed together, and disappeared with the sea breeze, and finally disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

The highest state of the Nether Immortal Dao is not being controlled by ghosts, but devouring all ghosts, and finally achieving the supreme body of ghosts and gods.

Therefore, no cultivator of the Nether Immortal Dao will be afraid of ghosts. They themselves are more terrifying than ghosts, and they will definitely not be able to rebirth after death.

This is the Nether Immortal Way, the path of no return that is cruel to others and even more cruel to oneself.

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In the middle of the night, when there were no stars, and even the moon was hidden in the sparse clouds, Dao Wuyuan shook his feather fan and walked to a simple bamboo building.

Without any warning, a sharp ghost claw blasted the bamboo building in front of him into pieces, and the huge ghost energy diffused uncontrollably, making it impossible for anyone to hide.

"Who is it!" Li Lao, who had just finished a trip to the secret realm, shook open the fragments of bamboo buildings all over the sky, and the chains wrapped in his hands stretched out like poisonous snakes. airtight.

"It seems that there are two brushes, no wonder my younger brother will be tricked. Tell me, how did you frame my younger brother." Dao Wuyuan looked at the chain on Li Lao's hand with disdain, and saw the chain at a glance Mystery above.

It's just something that you can't get started in the Nether Immortal Dao, but it seems that the material is a bit special. It must be a weapon that was refined from the remains of a powerful ghost by chance.

But, that's it, for Dao Wuyuan who was born in the orthodox Nether Immortal Dao, that is a trash fish who is not worthy to be his opponent at all.

"Who is your brother?" Old Li looked at Dao Wuyuan warily.

"Dao Wuchang, forget it, don't be too lazy to talk nonsense, die to me." The feather fan in Dao Wuyuan's hand turned, and Li Lao's body twisted unnaturally, looking like a twist.

"Cough!" The huge gap in strength made Old Li's battle experience useless, and he couldn't even see what was grabbing him.

However, he will never stand still like this.

Countless black chains extended from his body, and then there were dense black awns. These black awns were not static, but continuously flowing, converging, dispersing, melting, twisting... no Constantly changing, constantly flowing.

"Well, this trick is not..." Dao Wuyuan looked at Mr. Li's last struggle with some surprise, he didn't expect to see the hidden secret of Nether Immortal Dao in a mere civilian explorer.

Then, the sound of the waves sounded,

All the chains on Mr. Li's body exploded together, the sound of the waves turned into huge waves, and countless black spikes shot out from Mr. Li's body.

"God-killing thorn, hmph." Dao Wuyuan's face darkened. Although Mr. Li only used an incomplete version, it was indeed one of the untold secrets of the Nether Immortal Dao, and even he had only just learned it. Occult.

In this case, he couldn't let this old Li go.

The bloody light in the shape of a full moon flashed, and in the cold moonlight, a bewitching ring gently circled around Old Li's neck.

"Shua!" In the sound of blood gushing, Elder Li saw a headless corpse.

Why, that corpse looks so familiar.