Look In the Mirror

   "Old thief! You also have today."

  Qian Zifang was stunned for a long time, and finally cursed heartily.

  Looking at Venerable Fenjie's ghostly appearance, and then thinking of the torment he suffered from the poisonous fire all these years, he felt elated.

   ""Poison Fire Divine Art" is fixed on the old thief!"

  Qian Zifang focused his gaze, and then looked at Venerable Fenjie's palm.

  I saw his palms stretched open in a daze, and his five fingers withered into claws, as if they had been dried for years, and would shatter at the touch of a finger.

   And on the **** is a black gold mustard seed, which looks bigger because the finger is shriveled.

  Qian Zifang was overjoyed when he saw this, he knew that all the personal belongings of Venerable Fenjie were in this mustard seed.

   Immediately, he reached out his hand in a hurry, thinking that as long as he found all the exercises in "Poison Fire Divine Art", he would no longer be bound.

   Mustard seeds are black all over, and the inner ring is darkly engraved with golden flame patterns. Qian Zifang subconsciously carried it in his hand, which was unexpectedly suitable.

   "Old thief, your inheritance is accepted by the disciple~"

  A magic weapon like this must be refined with divine consciousness before it can be used.

   As he spoke, he released a ray of consciousness and entered the mustard seed.

   "Huh~"

  After a while, Qian Zifang opened his eyes.

   "I didn't expect the brand of divine consciousness on this mustard seed to be so strong!"

  Generally speaking, after the owner dies, the brand of spiritual consciousness on the magic weapon will dissipate over time.

  But at this time, Venerable Burning Realm is newly dead, and the brand of divine consciousness is still powerful.

  Qian Zifang tried and failed, so he poured more spiritual consciousness into it.

   Who would have thought that the mustard seed, like a bottomless pit, began to produce a stronger suction force, wrapping his consciousness and pulling it in.

  Qian Zifang realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

"how so!"

  He covered his head in pain, as if the seasoning had been overturned inside, salty, bitter, spicy, mixed with brain, making people unable to extricate themselves.

   "Jie Jie Jie~"

  Hearing this voice, Qian Zifang's mind suddenly lost, he endured the severe pain and tremblingly said: "Master...Master! You are not dead!"

   "Jie Jie Jie, dead?"

   "With you as the fire seed cauldron, how can you be willing to die as a teacher?"

  The voice of Venerable Burning Realm is faintly visible. Compared with the unfathomable and unpredictable voice before, it now has a layer of evil and awe-inspiring.

   "Poison Fire Divine Art" was originally an evil art, and it was obtained by relying on the cauldron.

  And each cauldron has the soul seal of the main body in the body.

  In addition to being able to accumulate skill, the primordial spirit left in the cauldron can be directly seized when necessary.

  The reason why Venerable Fenjie brought Qian Zifang with him was actually because of this idea.

  Wow~

  At this moment, a crimson brand suddenly lit up on Qian Zifang's neck.

  The imprint continued to expand, vaguely forming the shape of a flower.

   In just a few breaths, the flowers have formed, and each petal starts to turn from red to black, and finally turns into black flames.

   It turned out to be like the essence, coming out through the body.

"ah!"

  Qian Zifang only had time to let out a scream before he was already wrapped in flames.

   After a cup of tea, the flame gradually faded.

  The flame is like a poisonous snake that has been appeased, and it begins to slowly hide in the body.

   When he completely disappeared, Qian Zifang opened his eyes.

  At this time, the black pupils flashed an evil dark red, the corners of the mouth slightly raised, and a weird smile appeared on his face.

  Different from the gloomy one before, the 'Qian Zifang' at this moment is more like being soaked in the sea of ​​hell and demons.

   "Hahaha~"

  He looked up to the sky and laughed, but it seemed that there were two different laughters at the same time.

  The surrounding rocks and trees trembled.

   "This body...so weak~"

  'Qian Zifang' twisted his neck, his eyes swept across the valley.

  The disciples of the Huangquan sect in Manshan have all been sucked dry by the raging demonic energy just now, turning into mummies.

  On this trip, only myself is still alive.

   "This place is not suitable for long stay!"

  'Qian Zifang' or 'Fenji Venerable' immediately raised his true energy, and his figure disappeared at all.

  …

   "Brother... Long time no see!"

  Underground of Shasheng Temple, Elder Hui An clasped his hands together and quietly looked in one direction.

  The obscurity and obscurity next to him were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't help but follow his gaze.

   I saw a stone wall in front of me, and a shadow under the stone wall.

   At this time, a figure stepped out of the shadows.

  He was wearing a thick cloak, and his silhouette seemed to be a bit friendly.

   "Three juniors, long time no see."

  Under the eyes of the three obscure people, he slowly lifted the cloak.

   is also a bald head.

   is also clasped hands together.

  But compared with the three elders, he looks much younger.

  Benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, bright wind and bright moon.

   This person is none other than the head of the "Hui" generation of Shasheng Temple, the abbot of Shasheng Temple... Zen Master Huizhuo.

   "Junior Brother... It seems that your 'Shadow Zen' has been cultivated to a great extent."

  The space in the secret passage is narrow, and every sound seems to go through nine bends and eighteen bends, and every time it passes through a bend, an echo will be emitted.

   "Master...brother!"

  Elder Hui An looked at each other in disbelief, his eyes flashed joy at first, but then turned into doubts in a second.

   Immediately, his brows trembled undetectably, and even his usually silent face became turbulent.

  He didn't understand why the brother who had closed the death test suddenly appeared in the secret way when the life and death of the Shasheng Temple was alive and dead.

   "Brother, why are you here!"

  Elder Huiming also had doubts in his heart, but compared to the hesitation of Zen Master Huiyan, his temperament was more straightforward, and he immediately remembered the guess of Buddha.

   With a pair of sword eyebrows condensed, Dang even assumed a fighting posture, his monk robes were bulging, and a faint blood was rippling all over his body, and even the surrounding air seemed to be ignited.

  The secret passage that was originally cold, suddenly became a little hot at this time.

  Zen Master Huizhuo still kept his palms together, but just glanced at Zen Master Huiming indifferently: "Junior Brother, I passed it on to you."

   "What, are you going to deal with me now?"

  His voice is very soft, but it gives people a clear and deep feeling.

   This feeling is very magical, and it goes straight to the heart at once, which makes people have infinite reverie.

   Sure enough, Zen Master Huiming paused, and the **** aura on his body stopped abruptly.

   Seeing his eyes blurred, he seemed to be trapped in memories.

   "Amitabha~"

   Just then, a Buddha's name sounded.

   It was like a thunderclap on the ground, and the entire secret passage was shaking.

  The eyes of the two Zen masters Hui Ming and Hui An instantly became clear.

  Like a strong wind blowing dark clouds, the originally dark sky was suddenly filled with sunshine.

  The two Zen masters regained their sobriety, and then their bodies shook, and they suddenly realized.

   "Just now...that was..."

   "It's the sound of the heart barrier."

  The obscure Zen master said something lightly.

  Blocking the heart is a taboo in practice.

  Cultivators tend to live a long life and experience all kinds of situations in the world.

  Compared to physical experience, the state of mind is the most difficult to see through.

  Among the three Zen masters, Zen master Obfuscated has the strongest practice of Zen mind, and recently he has done a lot of research on the theory of "Xin Zong" established by Lichen.

  That's why we can see through the dark Zen master's magic sound in an instant.

   "Senior brother...you are possessed."