My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

In the soul gathering tower, as Yang Yi pulls away the last ray of energy of the array, the black crystal loses its support point and falls to the cavity below.

Seeing this, Yang Yi poked out his hand and sucked it into his hand.

In the array, the water crystal core is as thick as a leg, but when the array is cracked, it is only the size of a thumb.

And the surface of the crystal nucleus continuously releases black gas. These black Qi are not magic Qi, but unknown energy, at least in Yang Yi's cognition, he has never seen it.

There are many sources of energy in heaven and earth. There are common ones, such as the power of thunder, the power of stars, the Qi of morning glow... Of course, there are also many mysterious ones, such as the black gas released by the crystal nucleus.

It can be converted into magic Qi by certain means!

"You latecomers, haven't you been looking for the master of Qingming sect?"

"But no one has found it for more than a thousand years, but I know where it is."

The chaotic sound makes Yang Yi's footsteps stagnate, which is indeed a very attractive condition.

He has the identity of a disciple of heaven rank. If he enters the ruins of the Lord sect, he will benefit.

However, Yang Yi's martial arts can be cultivated by himself. With this premise, all opportunities have to stand aside.

After a brief exchange, he vaguely felt that there was an unspeakable secret behind the collapse of Qingming sect. Therefore, even if he knew where the ruins were, it must be dangerous.

Yang Yi still needs to consider whether it is worth the risk for this opportunity.

At least in his view, it is not necessary.

Moreover, the other party's conditions are also what he can't promise.

He would rather have no harvest than release such a demon lord.

"Senior, my position will not change."

He turned and saluted, shook his head and refused.

In the huge space, the magic Qi constantly surged outward, hit the seal barrier, and lifted up wisps of smoke.

Whether it was the constant impact or the heartrending cry just now, the sub patriarch of Qingming sect lost his mind bit by bit.

It can be seen that he was really moved. Otherwise, he would not be so desperate and stubborn as he is now if he had been suppressed for more than 100 years.

After a moment of silence, he said in an indisputable tone, "at least leave the rosary beads of Yueying!"

Yang Yi refused again: "no, I want to find a way to revive elder martial sister Yuanying."

At least he wants to try this.

"Ha, Mao boy, you dare say... Even I am not fully sure of resurrection Yueying. It's up to you?"

A voice of disdain came from the chaos.

"The beads are dissipating all the time, leaving her here, but there is no chance. I take them with me. Maybe there is still hope."

Yang Yi is neither humble nor arrogant. He hears some hopes from each other's words. He is not fully sure, that is, he has a certain degree of confidence?

Although it sounds mysterious to bring people back from the dead, this is a strange world. At present, we can't see the end of power.

This time, the surging magic spirit calmed down a little.

The yuan fetus condensed in the center showed a pair of dead eyes and stared at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi's back is cold, but he still calms down and leaves with a fist.

"Wait, do you really want to revive Yueying?"

The voice sounded again behind me, and this time the tone was undoubtedly much lighter.

"Yes, in the ruins, elder martial sister Yueying helped me. If I have the opportunity to revive it, even if it returns to the original state of residual thoughts, I will do what I can."

It is mainly the condensation of the evil Nian yuan fetus, which leads to the damage of Lian Yueying's residual thoughts. Yang Yi is responsible for this.

Those dead eyes have been looking at Yang Yi, and Yang Yi is not shy.

After a long silence, the Demon Lord said, "you should be the third person to swear in front of me."

Yang Yi knew who the other party said the first two were and said firmly in his eyes, "I'm serious."

"Well, I believe you for a moment. From the communication between you and me just now, I can feel your caution and fear of demon cultivation, can't I?"

Anyone will be afraid.

After all, evil cultivation is cruel and can't be tolerated by heaven and earth.

Yang Yi didn't understand why the other party asked so. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"If the way to save Yueying is to demonize him, are you willing to do it?"

"Yueying's body has been destroyed, and her residual thoughts have dissipated. There is only one condensed rosary. In such a case, she can only use the cultivation method of demon cultivation to find blood food and make up for the loss of her mental power."

The other party gave a seemingly reliable method.

"That means..."

"Yes, at least tens of thousands of lives must be killed and blood food condensed." The Demon Lord said firmly.

Yang Yi was shocked and more speechless.

It is absolutely not right to kill tens of thousands of lives in order to revive Lian Yueying.

Yang Yi also kills people, but he doesn't kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Of course, condensed blood food can specifically pick villains to kill, but if you kill with the purpose of resurrecting Lian Yueying, the nature will change.

Yang Yi is not sure whether he can take this step.

It should be said that the probability is impossible.

"Are you hesitant? It seems that your determination will not be very firm." The devil smiled, "it shows that you still look at the surface and don't understand the true face of the world."

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "I will use my own way."

He has the variable of martial arts. No one can say that there is no other possibility of resurrecting Lian Yueying.

Moreover, the current leader of Qingming sect, although his peak strength touches reincarnation, it is only touched. Maybe he will have a higher vision to break through reincarnation.

The future is full of infinite possibilities.

Yang Yi knows it's a little naive, but it's the only way. If he can't revive Lian Yueying after trying, he will give up decisively.

"Forget it, for your sake, take away Yueying's rosary, but you still can't trust me here. I've been cheated by you twice and won't be the third time!"

"Come back when you have nothing to do. Remember, if the rosary beads dissipate completely before that, I won't let you go."

The empty eyes retracted back into the yuan embryo, and everything returned to peace.

Yang Yi turned a deaf ear to the devil's threat.

He was more concerned about the devil's deep resentment against the two patriarchs. If he couldn't build trust, he couldn't learn more information from each other.

However, this communication also led him to another way.

You can go directly to the Lord Wei, if the other party is willing to say.

Yang Yi leaves the prison Magic Cave.

The elder, Lurgi and others are waiting for him outside.

After that sad wail, all faces showed a worried look. After seeing Yang Yi come out, they relaxed.

"How's it going?"

Looking at Yang Yi coming out of the array, the elder came forward and asked.

Yang Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He didn't get much useful information on his trip.

However, he simply narrated what happened in the prison devil cave.

In the bamboo house of Qilin peak.

Only a few high-level leaders of zongmen are here. They are digesting what the elder and Yang Yi said.

Is there a star gate connecting the remains of Qingming sect in Qixia sect? The evil Qi in the ruins is vertical and horizontal, and there is likely to be a recovery of evil cultivation? The demon lord who suppressed in the prison demon cave was the sub Lord of Qingming sect who had survived for more than 1000 years

A series of heavy news shocked everyone's cognition. No one knew that Qixia sect had such a secret past.

"If the news is true, can we conclude that the early patriarch and patriarch Wei have reached some agreement with the devil?"

"No wonder Lord Wei hasn't heard from him for five years."

Listening to everyone's discussion, the elder sighed, "maybe Lord Wei is catching up with the early patriarch."

Yang Yi also heard about their relationship.

When Lord Wei was young, he suffered a famine in the city. It was the Lord of the early Dynasty who passed by, saved him, and then brought him back to the clan.

It can be said that the patriarch of the early Dynasty was the Savior of patriarch Wei and the guide of cultivation.

If he learned some news about the early patriarch from the demon lord, it is not impossible to put everything down and catch up.

"The patriarch of the early Dynasty is an old man. Is he still alive?" Yang Yi asked.

Everyone was silent and looked at each other. There was obviously no answer to this question.

Even the elder did not speak.

The early patriarch could suppress the Demon Lord more than 100 years ago. Who dares to assert that he fell?

"In any case, Qixia sect has been handed down to Lord Wei for the third generation. Now there is no voice letter of Lord Wei. It is not good news for the sect, especially when there are still hidden dangers in the ruins of Qingming sect."

The elder is most worried about the safety of the sect.

"Has there been no news about Chenglu's daughter?" The second elder asked Quanzhen.

"The mark on the bloody jade card has disappeared for half a year..." the palm of Hefeng hospital shook his head.

Yang Yi's heart is cold. Zhuang Chenglu, the little elder martial sister of Hefeng hospital? He remembered that when he left Qixia sect, the other party seemed to be going out to experience and look for Lord Wei

The mark on the bloody jade plate disappeared. It seems that there was an accident, and maybe even... Died.

The next time, Yang Yi took the elder and Lu Qi into the ruins of Qingming sect.

When the star gate opened again, standing on the huge and steep rock mountain and overlooking the yellow and invariable sky, everyone was shocked.

"Is this the relic of Qingming sect? I've heard of it before, but I'm here for the first time."

This relic near xiangshanji has existed for many years, but as a sect elder, elder Quan Zhen has little chance to participate.

He doesn't have much desire to participate. He is at his age and has come to an end.

"If it wasn't for the constant enhancement of the demon Qi Yuan tire, it could be used as a place for trial." Yang Yi showed a faint smile.

The star gate is open in the sect. It's very convenient to come in.

His words attracted people's recognition. There are even a lot of opportunities in the ruins, even if they are excited.

However, as we all know, under the silent appearance of the ruins, there are demons wandering among them

The fog sea under the holy mountain is continuously weakening.

This leads to a phenomenon that the flow direction of magic Qi can be clearly seen.

The magic Qi in the fog sea is divided into four strands and swept away in four directions, which is exactly the same as Yang Yi's four remaining magic thoughts.

Among them, the direction with the largest amount of magic Qi, and the outgoing sense of oppression even have the level of whole mind to pass through the divine realm!

Even the elder couldn't help frowning.

After a long time, he said, "I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with these demons just by us. We can only wait for the prince to move troops back to the court. And the general Ruan also promised to ask Xiaolingwei for assistance."

There is a guarantee of xingmen. In fact, Qixia sect is relatively safe.

But if these demons escape from other unstable areas of space, it is also a great disaster.

Therefore, neither the imperial court nor Xiaolingwei will sit idly by.

Yang Yi was relieved to hear that. At this stage, he had no choice. The feedback of martial arts did not create miracles. Relying on him alone, he could only minimize the danger.

The remaining four demons read yuan fetuses with the help of the imperial court.

It has been a month since they went back to move rescue troops. There should be a response soon.

They simply inspected the ruins and finally chose to leave.

Yang Yi taught the opening method of the star gate to the elder in case he needed to enter the ruins when he was away.

When we returned to Qixia sect, it was already dark.

When everyone dispersed, Yang Yi was left by the elder and stood on the barren mountain and looked into the distance.

You can see the night view of Lingquan mountain here.

The elder smiled and said, "although this star gate exists in Qixia sect, I guess even Lord Wei doesn't know the way to open it."

Yang Yi agrees that not only Lord Wei, but even the early patriarch may not know the key.

Otherwise, such treasures as bluestone tablet will not fall into Wu Shen and Bai Zhen's hands.

Of course, it is also possible that the bluestone tablet is not a particularly exciting treasure for them

Yang Yi was immersed for a while and suddenly asked, "elder, can you be regarded as a master who knows heaven and God?"

"Of course, the master of tongtianjing can easily achieve his longevity for 150 years. He has the ability to overturn rivers and seas and shake heaven and earth. His mind is an extension of his own consciousness."

"Once you get to the state of communicating with God, your divine consciousness will be greatly enhanced. The beauty will only be known when you break through."

The elder looked at Yang Yi gently. He appreciated the latter's talent and mind.

He once said in the martial arts training ground of the sect that the next time Qixia sect encounters a crisis, the person who may stand up is a disciple at the bottom. Now, he thinks he saw it.

It's not just Qixia sect. The elder believes that with the growth rate of Yang Yi, he can't imagine what he will face and carry in the future.

Therefore, there may not be many opportunities to stand here and speak like this in the future.

Of course, this is a joke in the elder's heart.

Yang Yi didn't know about this. He was still immersed in his own world.

"What about the realm of creation after passing through the realm of God?"

There was a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes. At the same time, he was full of curiosity, "why can the strong people who pass the divine realm still see it, but there are few people who create the realm?"

The elder stood with his hands down, looked at Lingquan mountain and said with a smile: "that realm can be said to be the dream of every martial artist. Integrate the mind into nature, integrate with all things, and extract power from nature..."