Begin immortality by slaying demons

The cold mountain breeze diluted the fishy smell of water.

Qingfeng Li's slightly arrogant response not only reached the ears of many Dragon Palace demon clans, but also echoed in the ears of Nanhong Seventh Monk.

Both sides fell into confusion at the same time.

The two members of the Ke family held the decree in their hands and stared at the immature Xiao Xiu below. Suddenly, they felt that they had suddenly transformed from the noble sons and grandsons of the dragon to a servant who came to invite distinguished guests to a banquet... but they still ate. The kind that shows off its power.

This Nanyang Sect, could it be that they thought that they and others were really here to treat him to a drink.

Putting on the airs of the Immortal Sect in front of Nanlong Palace? !

"You, a minor cultivator in the divine transformation stage, what qualifications do you have in front of this king..."

The fifth prince of the Ke family let out a low roar, and many ferocious monsters behind him all bared their fangs, and their huge bodies rolled in the clouds, as if evil spirits were filling the sky, and the demonic aura was billowing.

"If the person who comes today is not the rag in your hand, but he comes here to invite you, maybe you can meet someone with a higher level of cultivation."

Qingfeng Li raised his eyebrows. Faced with this raging aura, he interrupted the other party's words simply and neatly. Then, under the gaze of the demons, he slowly walked into the magic circle, leaving only the last sentence. Impatient farewell words.

"As for now, get lost."

Many water monsters still looked ferocious, but their gradually subtle roars made them look a little funny.

Such a huge battle could not even frighten a small cultivator who transformed into a god. In the end, he was pointed at the nose and scolded. But all the monsters knew that even if they could poke that little cultivator to death with one finger, today was definitely the end of the battle. No one dared to take action.

Here are the Seven Sons of Nanhong. They are so shameless. Even if those sect leaders don't come forward, they can all be buried here with just a few tricks.

This group of people...how dare they ignore the prince's decree!

He even called it a rag.

The fifth prince of the Ke family was so angry that his hands were trembling. As the lord of Nanhong, had Long Palace ever been so wronged?

He suddenly turned to look at the other monks and shouted, "Is this how you, the Seventh Son of Nanhong, treat guests?!"

Faced with such questioning.

The faces of many Seventh Son monks gradually became weird.

All the previous frustrations seemed to have been transferred to the faces of these water monsters, and they felt like they were being bullied by the power of the seven Nanhong sects.

Although it seems a bit domineering, this feeling is really as heart-opening as his grandma's!

"call."

The cultivators looked at each other in silence.

Today's situation seems to be the first time that an alliance sect has expressed its stance on the Dragon Palace matter.

But no one thought that the alliance sect that stood up would be the Nanyang Sect, a place that had been silent for many years and only recently had a slight sense of existence.

Regardless of whether Sect Master Shen is unwilling to come forward or is really involved, at least one thing is clear, that is, the attitude displayed by the Nanyang Sect at this moment is completely incompatible with the word "negotiating peace". .

Such a tough side has really not appeared in Nanyang Seventh Son for a long time.

They are always forbearing, always putting the overall situation first, and remember in their hearts that a small amount of intolerance will mess up a big plan.

But he still couldn't follow his heart, and he said "get out" without hesitation!

It wasn't until Li Qingfeng turned around calmly that this young monk in the stage of becoming a god had impressed many monks with his practical actions. In fact, these two words were not so difficult to say. After they were said, the people in the Dragon Palace could only He can ask questions in a frustrated manner, that's all.

Susu——

Facing the questioning of the fifth prince of the Ke family, a figure suddenly emerged from the crowd, followed closely by a second, third...

Each Taoist disciple is suspended in the air.

Su Hongxiu lowered her hands and looked. Under the angry gaze of the fifth prince of the Ke family, she glanced at the rag in the other's hand and said calmly: "What else? Do you want to die?"

Although the other Daozi did not speak, they had already proved their position with actions.

The sect leader has already expressed his position, so according to the rules of Nanhong Seventh Son, the matter has been settled.

"Okay! Very good!"

In anger, the fifth prince of the Ke family subconsciously exerted force on his palms and wrinkled the decree. After reacting, he hurriedly smoothed it away. This was the only amulet he dared to challenge the seven sons of Nanhong.

"Anyway, the banquet has been prepared. Since the Nanyang Sect Master said that something happened, hehe, we won't force it. It's best if something really comes up. If you don't want to go to the banquet in the end, remember to send a message to Nanlong Palace to inform me. Don't waste everyone. time."

"Farewell!"

Throwing out a strange word, the fifth prince of the Ke family glanced at the many Taoist disciples. Under those indifferent eyes, he suddenly felt a little cold in his chest. He hurriedly raised his hands, and then he kept leading the demons with him. The soldiers fled towards the water in the clouds.

Wait until the smell of water in the air completely dissipates.

Many monks reluctantly took their eyes away from the Nanyang white jade platform. Since they can reach the divine transformation stage, they may not be able to show off their power in front of the Dragon Palace. What a pity!

However, although Wei Feng was successful, the matter was far from over. In the end, he still had to see the real chapter.

I just don’t know if Sect Leader Shen will go to the banquet.

"..."

Several Taoists looked at each other.

They were all present when the sect leaders discussed matters before, and they knew exactly what the outcome of the discussion was.

To be honest, the Dragon Palace banquet is not a big deal.

It was nothing more than the death of two dragon grandsons, as well as a lot of demon generals and Dragon Palace relatives. It would have been a disaster for others, but Shen Yi was now the serious leader of the Nanyang Sect.

With his status, he could just find any excuse to get over the matter.

However, Qingfeng Li was one of the few people who followed Sect Master Shen out of the treasure land, and his attitude was most likely what Sect Master Shen himself meant.

Being so tough doesn't look like he's just going to deal with it.

I don’t know what the other sect leaders think.

"This... doesn't he need to discuss it with me?"

Under the towering tree, Sect Master Lingyun looked at several fellow apprentices and found that everyone had different expressions, but no one raised any opinions, as if they had acquiesced, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Nanyang is the head of the seven sects. Did Senior Brother Qin consult with you before making decisions?"

Before anyone else spoke, Ye Jiu glanced sideways first, and then turned his attention to the chair under the big tree.

"Can this be the same?"

Lingyun Sect Leader's eyes twitched twice. Now and then, Nanyang Sect is no longer the Nanyang Sect it once was: "I still feel something is wrong."

"I don't think so."

Ye Jiu turned around and walked towards the sect, and said calmly: "Anyway, as long as he goes to the banquet, Ye will definitely accompany him."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Not bad, not bad. After waiting for all these years, there was finally one among the many sect leaders who suited his temperament.

It's okay if he can't kill Beihong. After all, he is not strong enough and deserves to be humiliated. He admits it!

Now even Nanlong Palace dares to slap his nose in the face. How come, without Senior Brother Qin, Ye's sword will be blunt?

Wherever Nanyang shines, the Heavenly Sword cuts off evil and rebellion. This is the rule of the Seventh Son!

"This! This!"

Wait until Ye Vulture leaves.

Lingyun Sect Leader looked a little unhappy and complained: "This is an excuse for him... Look at him like this, does he want to go to the banquet or kill someone?"

"I said, please be quiet."

Lingyue Sect Leader glanced at Ji Jingxi, who was silent next to him, and found that the other party had rarely left the piano aside.

He looked away and shook his head helplessly.

For this cold junior sister, she did not express doubts about Ye Jiu's words, which was actually her acquiescence.

Although they are all brothers, they still have different levels of strength. Now, except for myself, the two heaven-level monks seem to have reached an agreement with Sect Leader Shen inexplicably.

"Now let's see what our Sect Master Shen thinks."

Lingyue Sect Master smiled. He hadn't seen the old bug in Dragon Palace for a long time.

…

Nanyang Treasure Land is a treasure land of cultivation located on the top of a mountain.

Shen Yi was sitting on the futon, her eyes were dull and her aura was erratic.

The entire face was frighteningly pale, except for the red lips. It seemed that all the blood on the face had gathered between the lips, almost turning into blood drops.

Since the Myriad Tribulations Blood God's Dharma can be called an immortal method, the difficulty of practicing it will never be lower than that of Shenyue Zhen Qingtian.

Moreover, when I was practicing Shenyue Zhenqingtian, I did it step by step, from the ordinary Hedao method, to the precious method, to the spiritual method, and finally brought them together.

In addition, although the illusion of Wuming Mountain is a bit torturous, it is actually equivalent to an extremely reliable master, leading the monks step by step to understand the true meaning of Shenyue and how to use this true meaning.

However, there is only one fragment of Blood God Dafa.

If you want to understand the true meaning of the Blood God, you have to create a similar "illusion" yourself.

This magical method can be summed up in one word, kill!

Thousands of killing catastrophes are created with blood. Being in the killing realm proves that the Taoist heart is clear. The more you kill, the clearer the Taoist heart becomes, achieving the name of the Blood God of Tens of Thousands of Calamities.

Yue Tianji has practiced this method before and is well aware of its difficulties.

Killing is not difficult. Whether you are a monk or a great demon, as long as you don't restrain yourself, you can easily commit shocking murders.

The difficulty lies in how to maintain the clarity of Taoism in the midst of this killing.

In human terms, you must firmly believe that you are killing the right person. The blood stained hands are all those who deserve to die.

Only in this way can we survive thousands of killings, instead of sinking into it and being controlled by the true intention of the Blood God.

To do this, you need extremely strong self-confidence and courage, or you need to be a simple lunatic.

Apart from Xuan Qing, the main reason for Yue Tianji's madness was his exposure to this blood god method.

But at this moment, he made a complicated and unspeakable discovery.

The main difficulty in practicing this method lies mainly in the problem of understanding. After truly creating the "Blood God Illusion", the opponent went through the killing calamity with overwhelming force, without encountering any threshold from beginning to end.

Those real and bloody creatures in the illusion once fell into the hands of the Lord, but now the meaning of them standing up again seems to be just to fall again.

At the back, Yue Tianji couldn't even see clearly the movement of his master's sword.

He knew very well that Shen Yi was not a madman, because there was no joy in killing on the other person's face, but a trace of impatience. But just like this, this behavior became even more terrifying.

A monk who was almost killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood actually had no inner demons? No regrets? What a joke!

"call--"

Shen Yi's dilated pupils suddenly shone brightly again, the scarlet color between her thin lips dissipated, and the whole face became full of color.

If there was any change, it would be that there was a red light like green smoke in the dark pupils.

The true meaning of the Blood God, the killing domain has been established.

[Hedao (immortal). The Blood God of Ten Thousand Tribulations: Getting Started]

[Hedao (immortal). Shenyue Town Qingtian: Xiaocheng]

[Remaining demon lifespan: 3.96 million years]

After consuming more than 700,000 years of demon life, the two immortal arts have been greatly improved.

After having sufficient demon life, the two hall masters are the ones who really limit Shen Yi's progress in practicing the skills. Unlike Shen Yi, they don't have a panel to help reduce 99% of the torture.

Every moment in the deduction is a real loss of life for both of them.

This kind of torture can even make those demon souls collapse.

Although Ke Shisan and Yue Tianji's demon souls are strong and not comparable to those little demons, the obscurity of the immortal arts in the Hedao realm is not comparable to those in the Qi Refining period.

Half of the consumed lifespans have turned into the origin of demons, helping them to stabilize their minds and see if they can improve their grades.

In front of the immortal arts, even Shen Yi's mediocre understanding has been made up.

It is the true equality of all beings.

If a serious Heaven Realm cultivator wants to practice a fairy technique to perfection, he will still have to spend his whole life to pursue it.

Such a terrible price will bring huge rewards.

As he got to know the fairy technique more and more, Shen Yi also roughly understood what the so-called true meaning was.

If ordinary Hedao techniques are a poor imitation of Heaven Realm magical powers, then if the fairy technique can be practiced to perfection, or even great success, it will have the opportunity to surpass the magical powers.

When two Heaven Realm cultivators fight, every additional magical power will give them a greater advantage.

"Unfortunately, the Wanjie Blood God Technique is incomplete, it can only be regarded as a beginning."

Shen Yi sighed slightly, but it was okay. If it weren't for the killing calamity to relax himself, the practice of Shenyue Zhenqingtian might not be so smooth.

Treating oneself as a stone, hiding in the blue sky, slowly assimilating and even suppressing this world, is really the most boring one among all the techniques Shen Yi has practiced.

There is no threshold, no spiritual light is needed, and the enlightenment of others is useless.

It is purely based on lifespan.

Perhaps the younger generation of real immortals can use other skills or treasures to accelerate this process, but I only have that broken mountain, and its only function is to stabilize my mind and not get lost in the blue sky.

The good news is that this immortal method has entered the realm of minor success, and it can be barely regarded as a relatively common magical power. At least it won’t be so difficult to beat An Tingfeng.

"Go and relax."

Shen Yi glanced at the two hall masters who were a little dazed, especially Ke Shisan, who was the main force of the blue sky deduction in Shenyue Town. He needed to understand the meaning of the blue sky on behalf of Shen Yi all the time and took on most of the boredom. At this moment, he even had saliva on his lips, looking like a fool...

Hearing the word relax, the two hall masters suddenly woke up and waved their hands: "No need to relax! No need to relax!"

"..."

Shen Yi raised his eyebrows and took the two into the Ten Thousand Monsters Hall.

You really think you are Zhou Baopi. Of course, good things should be used sparingly. It is not easy to find them again after they are broken.

He stood up, took out the Nanyang white robe from his ring and put it on. He stretched his stiff arms a little, and then walked out of the hall.

Li Qingfeng had been waiting here for a long time.

The moment he saw Shen Yi, he did not say much. Anyone who had followed the sect master for a period of time knew what the other party would do after going down the mountain.

He took out the Dao card that Senior Xuanqing lent him. The senior also thoughtfully filled the Dao card with the breath of heaven and earth.

The other party's instructions echoed in his mind. He must use this move to inform the allied sect... To be precise, let the sect masters know.

Li Qingfeng took a breath with a little nervousness, and then slightly pulled the breath.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, the great formation that had guarded the Nanyang treasure land for a full 100,000 years finally opened slowly with a huge roar.

The dazzling treasure light illuminated the outside of the treasure land like daylight!

Almost all the seven-son monks who were patrolling outside saw that the Nanyang relief on the white jade platform, which had been silent for a long time, became dazzling again.

The most talked-about topic among the monks now is naturally whether the Nanyang Sect will really stand up or remain verbal.

But no one thought that this matter would come so quickly and so urgently!

Even less than half a day after the group of dragon palace monsters left, this round of Nanyang sun rose rapidly!

On the white jade platform, one figure after another, led by Li Qingfeng, all bowed and saluted.

The sect master left this time to attend the Dragon Palace banquet.

This is a serious matter, so it must be announced to Nanhong with great prestige!