Mythological Native Species

The Black Desire Sutra in Feng Lin's mouth is not simple, but a powerful magic art that directly points to the origin of the magic way and can break the secret of life and death. The stronger the desire of the practitioner, the more powerful the power of various desires he has absorbed, and the faster the practice will be diligently. The most important thing is that if there are other people who practice this method, then the person with high realm will have absolute control over the person with low realm, and he will be able to forcibly absorb the other party's skill and use it for his own use.

More than a thousand years ago, Hei Tian Demon Venerable smuggled into the galaxy universe. Seeing such a vast world, with all kinds of powerful races rampant, how talented and extraordinary, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It is convenient to use means to sow demon seeds, in an attempt to plant 'people of the same path' in a large area, and then harvest it.

And then...he was tragic.

Entering the galaxy universe, although he is not a creature in the galaxy universe, he must be bound by the rules. The Black Desire Sutra he taught was never learned by anyone.

On the contrary, he himself, because of his flamboyant behavior, was caught by the Master of Glory, and then imprisoned in the Prison of Divine Grace. Later, he heard that this Demon Venerable became the whetstone for many disciples of the Master of Glory.

Before leaving the apprenticeship, almost every disciple must enter the Prison of Divine Grace and find a way to defeat the Black Sky Demon Venerable once to prove his strengths.

It can be said to be very tragic.

Enough nonsense.

Based on the wanton spread of Hei Tian Demon Venerable at the beginning, although this practice method can be called unfathomable, it is also widely circulated.

Feng Linwen couldn't practice it himself, but he passed it on to the little monk. He wanted to see what would happen to the little monk named Sakyamuni if ​​he practiced this magic art.

The divine power enters the brain, is imprinted into the soul, and the infuriating energy runs, and the demons have already condensed in the body.

Feng Linwan put his hand away, and then controlled the 'Turtle Immortal' to quietly turn into black smoke and leave.

In the dark, a few grains of dust were sprinkled on the little monk's clothes.

These almost invisible dusts belong to cutting-edge espionage supplies, which have the dual functions of eavesdropping and surveillance, and the signal frequency is sent in a dark frequency, with almost no traces.

This kind of stuff is generally not seen in the market.

If Feng Linxen could have it, it would be thanks to Jia Xuanjun.

In addition to the rubies to be handed over to Ye Fei, the things in Jia Xuanjun's locker also belong to one of them.

Once you get the 'magic power', the work is done.

The little monk suddenly felt that his body was as light as a swallow, his steps were light, and when he waved his hands, there was already the sound of breaking wind, obviously his strength was greatly increased.

Even so, his face was bitter and unhappy. It is quite different from the attitude of ordinary teenagers after obtaining such a great fortune.

Feeling the flowing pure black infuriating qi, circulating in the body by itself, surrounded by desires, mixed with all kinds of tempting murmurs, and finally integrating into the infuriating point, the expression on the little monk's face is even more ugly.

He pushed open the door and walked to the old monk's door. He didn't knock on the door, but walked in directly.

On the bed in the room, the old monk sat up mechanically, and his original vivid expression became stiff for some reason.

"After all the calculations, I left the strife in the middle-earth, thinking that I could find a place where no one knew the monk and I would be able to survive the calamity. I didn't expect that there would be such a thing." The little monk sat on the stool with a frowning face. .

The old monk's expression gradually became more vivid: "The calamity is about to be full, and this man-made disaster is also expected. Fortunately, you and I have long separated the two with the appearance of all living beings, and they have nothing to do with each other. If you go by yourself, don't How about disturbing me again?"

This kind of conversation was inexplicable, but it made Feng Linxun, who was peeping through the screen, bewildered.

He thought that the two masters and apprentices just had a problem and hid their true colors.

I never thought about it, it seems that there is no such thing as a master and a disciple at all.

Whether it is an old monk or a young monk, they seem to be one with the same root and the same origin. It's just that I don't know what means I used, and they temporarily turned into two people. They usually call each other as master and apprentice, and they may even cover up their past memories, leaving only innate spiritual consciousness.

That's why, when Feng Linwen turned into a turtle fairy and gave the little monk a 'benefit', he resisted so much, and tried his best to see the old monk.

"You are my past, and I am your future. You represent the suffering of all living beings, and I am the joy of all living beings. If you part ways, you will never be able to achieve perfection. Are you willing?" The little monk rolled his eyes, said with a sneer.

"Having said that, the magic power in your body is tyrannical and domineering. If you and I are united, Foli is born, and is entangled with this magic energy, how can it be good?" The old monk spread his hands and said helplessly. .

Under the stimulation of magic power, the two recovered their memory, understood the cause and effect, and discussed countermeasures at this time.

"This isn't the most troublesome thing! The trouble is... that so-called Turtle Immortal, I want to come now... In fact, his cultivation base is generally tight. He shouldn't have such a strange and evil cultivation technique. I'm afraid it is us. Among those opponents, who came to the door and deliberately set up this game to frame you and me." The little monk said.

Feng Lin night eavesdropped, from the original look of confusion, to gradually becoming enlightened.

"It's not that there is no way, you and I just need to cultivate the form of living beings, skip the forms of Buddhas directly, and switch to the form of evil ghosts, or the form of Asura. In this way, we can use this magic art to quickly refine and make great progress. …”

"It's just that you and I are one, and I'm afraid that I won't practice enough, I can't control my heart, and I'll fall into the devil's way." The bitterness on the old monk's face was obvious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old face like chrysanthemums, wrinkled even tighter Some.

Feng Linye gradually sat up straight and became interested.

Although he was unable to cultivate the Black Desire Sutra, this magic art, in the Galaxy Era, has already been analyzed many times from the inside out by various "experts" and "Internet Powerhouses".

Publicize many of them.

It is indeed a well-deserved magic trick.

Assuming that the two monks, one big and one small, can also be said to be a monk. There is really a way to solve the problem of the Black Desire Sutra, which means that some of the methods they master are also extremely powerful. Even stronger than Black Desire.

This made Feng Lin's eyes hot.

If you succeed in this kind of magic, whether you practice it yourself or give it to Bai Xiaotian for auction, it will be a huge gain.

"It's just, how do I get the whole story out of these two monks?" Feng Linwen rubbed his chin, frowning in thought. Originally, I just wanted to take a break, but I didn't expect such a chain reaction to occur.

Feng Lin night always felt that something was not right.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, Bai Xiaotian kicked open a dusty door.

A broken rusty sword suddenly trembled!

The rust peeled off, and then turned into a sword light, directly escaping into Bai Xiaotian's sea of ​​consciousness, and then the aura exploded, and the sword energy surged into the night.

The entire Fushan Holy Land began to vibrate.

The elders of the Holy Land of Fushan Mountain, the masters of the veins and the masters of the Holy Land all had strange expressions on their faces and complicated eyes.

The ninth vein of the Holy Land, the legendary supreme sword art has been resurrected!

At the same time, it also means that Fushan Holy Land, which sits in Middle Earth and is one of the Eight Holy Lands, will usher in tremendous changes.

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