Hidden Corners

Inside the Faceless Hall.

The Taoist Holy Spirit stood up slowly, took out a new bunch of incense from a hidden compartment in the corner, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the statue.

The mysterious inlay on the surface of the incense burner shines with a faint silver light.

A wisp of cool breath like a breeze floated out from the incense burner and spread to the surroundings.

This breath was like a living thing, and it was quickly inhaled by the human face on the wall.

Everything is calm again.

Holy Spirit Taoist turned around and looked out the door like a prophet.

The door was slowly pushed open again.

A tall and handsome young man walked in slowly and looked up at him.

"Teacher." The young man carried a long sword on his back and did not put his red feather sword into the sword pouch.

"What's wrong? Is the sword broken?" Taoist Holy Spirit's expression softened a lot when he saw the young man.

"Yeah. It needs to be repaired. I used too much force when killing the next two Six Seal Demon Kings." The young man was Huo Qingkong who had just returned from the border mine station.

"Just put it down and I will help you repair it later." Taoist Holy Spirit said with a smile.

He paused, opened his mouth and was about to give some advice about the demon clan, when his eyes suddenly froze.

"You broke through again!?"

There was an irrepressible surprise in his words.

"Yes." Huo Qingkong nodded slightly and smiled. "It has lived up to expectations. It has now officially crossed the first level of the Thousand Faced Sword Codex. The Yuanshen Sword has also been constructed."

The core of the Thousand-faced Sword Code is actually to use all your own perceptions, realms, knowledge, and fictions to condense your own sword-shaped soul, and then fill it to the extreme step by step.

For the Faceless Sword Sect, whose consciousness can directly materialize and interfere with reality, the power of their fictional sword-shaped souls based on their consciousness will far exceed that of the Sword of Wisdom at a low level.

"God has blessed me without a face!" Holy Spirit Taoist opened his arms and felt refreshed for a moment. Even the backlash of his previous skills seemed to have weakened a lot.

Among the four monks, the Thousand Faced Sword Codex kills the most.

And Huo Qingkong's qualifications are also for extreme killing. If this continues, there is hope that the hundred-year catastrophe can be easily overcome!

"The backlash of being a master is getting worse and worse. Now I have to stay in the temple most of the time to practice and suppress the backlash of the soul.

Most of the other six elders have reached their own limits. If you want to dissolve the increasingly strong calamity energy, you must reach the fifth level or above of the Thousand-faced Sword Code. It seems that you will definitely be able to cross the level within twenty years. Once you enter this realm, the one-hundred-year catastrophe will be extended to another thousand years!" Holy Spirit Taoist said energetically.

"Disciple must live up to his trust!" Huo Qingkong clasped his fists and bowed, and said loudly.

"Remember, you must be careful when you go out. The future hope of our sect rests on you! Whatever resources and medicines you need, as long as they are available in the secret library, you can use them at will." Taoist Holy Spirit said seriously.

"Yes" Huo Qingkong nodded.

Putting down his red feather sword, he chatted with the teacher for a while before turning and leaving the hall.

He walked slowly along the way back. All the disciples of the sect who encountered him on the way respectfully stepped aside and bowed their heads to him.

"Look over there, it's Senior Brother!"

"Elder brother is the strongest!!"

"Those guys from the demon clan have no chance of being a match for my senior brother! They are indeed the strongest geniuses that our Faceless Sword Sect has ever seen in a thousand years!"

Childish voices from afar reached Huo Qingkong's ears covertly. Although his junior brothers and sisters spoke very quietly, his cultivation level was too high and he could hear them easily.

Huo Qingkong maintained a gentle smile on his face as he moved forward, and from time to time he would give some pointers to the junior brothers and sisters who came forward to ask for advice.

"Big brother!"

Suddenly, a young junior sister who was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with a fair and tender face and a baby-fat face came close to him.

"It's me, Sowon!"

Zhaoyuan, one of the Four Little Swordsmen, was actually taken care of by him when she was very young. When Zhaoyuan was still a baby, sometimes the master would put her in the master's attic when he had no time to take care of her.

Since the headmaster stayed in the temple all year round, only Huo Qingkong and a few attendants lived in the attic residence.

So of course, Xiao Zhaoyuan often stayed with him.

"What's wrong? Yuanyuan." Huo Qingkong reached out and rubbed Zhaoyuan's chubby face.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that someone kept saying bad things about you, senior brother. I couldn't argue with her, so we got into a fight. In the end, we lost two moves." Zhaoyuan pouted and was very unhappy.

"It doesn't matter. After dinner in the evening, let's go to the yard and practice swordplay for a while. I'll teach you a unique move. You will definitely win next time." Huo Qingkong gently rubbed her hair.

"Is it really okay? Won't it delay you?" Zhaoyuan's eyes lit up, showing a look of longing and worry.

"It's okay. It's just a very simple trick. It won't take long." Huo Qingkong just finished speaking when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He can suppress and solve the backlash of the Kung Fu, but as the Demon Emperor said, the Kung Fu itself is suitable for the Ancestor Chi Yuan, and others, no matter who they are, as long as they continue to practice and go on, the higher their cultivation level, the more conflicts and contradictions will arise. The more conflict points there are, the stronger the dissonance will be.

While walking and talking to Zhaoyuan, his face was still smiling, but the pain in his heart was getting worse.

‘We must find a way to resolve and suppress the backlash. ’

The so-called backlash is actually the seven kinds of malice that he did not reveal with the Holy Infant.

Very early on, he realized that using the Holy Infant to reveal his malice would not completely solve the backlash of his skills.

On the contrary, it may cause the Holy Infant to change and escape from its own control.

Therefore, he chose to forcefully suppress the malice in his body and condense it into seven evil swords.

Normal consciousness condenses normal wisdom sword.

But what condensed his malice were the seven evil swords that contained all his accumulated evil thoughts.

Originally, he thought he could suppress it until the Yuanshen Sword was completed, and then use the Yuanshen Sword to counterattack seven swords to complete himself.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect that he could no longer hold back until he reached the first level of the Thousand Faced Sword Code.

The pain became stronger and stronger without stopping, and the wrinkles on Huo Qingkong's brow became tighter and tighter.

Zhaoyuan's chirping voice seemed to be gradually getting away from her, becoming somewhat inaudible.

Returning to his residence and bidding farewell to the little girl, the special effects of the wooden house helped him once again suppress the restlessness of the Seven Swords in his body.

Sitting in front of the window, I picked up my pen and dipped it lightly in the ink.

Huo Qingkong looked at the white paper spread out in front of her, and recalled in her mind what the Demon Emperor had said before.

His heart began to hurt again, and seven strange breaths kept wandering in his chest. Compared with before, these seven breaths not only made him feel pain, but even began to deliberately chop his newly condensed natal energy. Excalibur.

Ding ding ding.

A subtle sound that only he could hear rang in Huo Qingkong's ears.

The Thousand Faced Sword Dianyuan Shenjian, which he had just broken through, was originally stable in cultivation, but under the collision and slashing of the Seven Evil Swords, cracks began to appear faintly, and the cultivation began to regress.

‘Qingkong, you are the hope of our future! ’ The teacher’s voice rang in my ears again.

"I originally thought that I would be doomed as a teacher, but I didn't expect to meet you. I hope you can reach the fifth level within twenty years."

"Brother Qingkong, my mother and concubine have been rewarded by the emperor recently. It's all because you are getting better and better in the sword sect." This was the voice of the imperial sister.

"The four factions will compete in a big competition in a while. The first prize this time is the Tensilk Silk Slough. It is a meditation treasure that can weaken the backlash for the teacher. The teacher is in a very bad situation now. Please make sure to get it, senior brother!" This is the junior brother! the sound of.

The sounds continued to overlap, causing the pen in Huo Qingkong's hand to tremble slightly.

"Is it painful?" Suddenly an evil voice sounded in his ears.

"!!?" Huo Qingkong suddenly put pen to paper and highlighted a black dot on the white paper.

This is the voice of the Demon Emperor! !

How could he! ? ?

"It's just a little distraction, no need to make such a fuss. How about it? Have you thought about it? Chiyuan's biggest mistake is to forcefully separate malice to purify himself. As everyone knows, good and evil have no boundaries, and evil is also its nature a part of."

The Demon Emperor chuckled lightly, "I have a method here. It's called the Seven-sided Yuan Ti Method. It can absorb all malice and merge it into one's own body. With your understanding, you will be able to quickly reach the place where the Yin and Yang are born, and thus enter the Great Perfection. , integrating good and evil into one body, achieving a greater transcendence that is more perfect than the Red Kite."

"Get out!" Huo Qingkong snorted coldly. Banish the distractions of the Demon Emperor from your heart, and once again concentrate on practicing meditation.

His Thousand-faced Spirit quickly restored its cracks and became more stable at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Such a speed of cultivation can generally only be achieved by direct disciples of the same level who have practiced hard for several months.

And he just spent a few breaths.

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Inside the Kuiling Loft.

In the room where Li Chengyi lives.

"This is my brother!"

Squirrel Huoshan pointed to the tall black squirrel on the side with stronger and stronger muscles, and introduced it boldly.

"It's called Fire!"

"Well" Li Chengyi touched his chin and looked at Huo Huo, who had just been called over by Huo Huo.

Both of them are from the same ethnic group, and Huoshan's cultivation level, divided according to monsters, should be four seals, which means four sublimations.

Monster beasts are different from humans in that their sublimation marks are fixed. To be precise, the improvement of monster beasts is called evolution.

They cannot change the engraving route at will like humans, but their strength is that each time they evolve engravings, they gain more improvements than humans.

Huo Huo's cultivation level is three seals, which is a little bit worse, but considering that the two of them are from the same clan and can communicate easily, this is an advantage.

Huoshan looks ferocious, but he is actually quite honest, and he was not bad at all during this period of time.

"Okay, it's him." Li Chengyi didn't bother to change to other monsters.

Different monsters require different running-in time and methods. Instead of finding other monsters, it would be better to just use the two brothers.

"Thank you, Master!" Huoshan was immediately overjoyed.

Only after following Li Chengyi did he understand that his master was different from the others.

He doesn't really treat them as slaves, nor does he have the natural discrimination like other people, but rather treats them as aliens as equals to himself.

Not only are they provided with food and drink, but they are also provided with exercises to practice! Give back practice resources!

Compared with other monks who only think of using monsters as toilets when the side effects come back, it's like heaven and earth.

Exactly, the volcano feels right.

Li Chengyi was indeed not used to treating them as slaves. He just regarded himself as the boss and treated them with the same attitude as he treated his previous team members.

Although it is also squeezed frequently.

However, this is enough to make the volcano burst into tears of gratitude.

After deciding on the candidate, Li Chengyi stood up and placed his index finger on Huo Huo's forehead quickly and slowly.

laugh!

Waves of invisible consciousness suddenly poured into Huo Huo's mind.

There are many methods of practicing Holy Spirit Kung Fu mixed in the consciousness. They are all simplified Holy Spirit Power.