Plundering the Heavens

Seeing that the child was hooligan in front of him, the white-haired youth was somewhat helpless. He sighed softly and said: "The rules of the outer door have their own outer door, and they are handled by the elders of the outer gate. They have not found it. What you do, or if they don't care, I won't be more sorrowful. You have seven sins, I will remember you for the time being, don't punish you!"

The party listened, and suddenly relaxed a sigh of relief, only to feel the back of the cold, but it was just a cold sweat.

The white-haired youth continued: "I call you here. I wanted to see your understanding, measure your physique, and see if you are suitable for inheriting my inheritance. However, now I have another idea. Maybe you can see it. Zhang Tu may also be..."

He said it here, indulging for a moment, like making a decision.

"follow me!"

He got up and his palm glimpsed on the chessboard. The chess piece suddenly turned into a stone-cast statue. The chess piece took root and no one could move it. It seems that the chessboard was sealed, only when he came again. Continue to play chess.

Then he recruited a blue cloud, stood up with a square, and quickly flew back to the summit.

After coming to the peak, there is a stone forest, strange, chaotic, like a cluster of stone swords, pointing to the sky. .

On the edge of the stone forest, there is a cave house, and the solitude is simple. The white-haired youth led the party into the Dongfu. On a stone frame, the 18th ban was removed and the next scroll was taken out. Long sigh, handed over to the side of the line, said: "You are thinking about evil, not suitable for my inheritance, but may be suitable for this scroll, I will give you three days, try to see through this scroll, if it can not After three days, I will wash away your memory, and you will continue to go back to the inner door!"

"reel?"

Fang Xing curiously opened the scroll, and did not feel a sense of gloom, the subconscious shrinking his head.

There are no characters in the painting, no landscape, only blood.

A trace of blood, red glare, seems to have splashed on this reel.

"This is when a person is beheaded, the blood of the neck is splashed on the map, so this picture is called the dagger map!"

Bai Faqing said youngly, there seemed to be some complicated light in his eyes. He patted the shoulders and sighed and left.

"The tenth person..."

The white-haired youth came to the outside of the cave and looked up at the starry sky. In the starry sky that the ordinary monk could not reach, the nine Xuan Zang suspended in the air, as if they had settled the planet. It has been around for many years and has caused a lot of big changes in the practice world. But over the years, countless people have been able to understand their secrets.

This little child is already the tenth person who has been looking for himself in these three hundred years.

A thousand years ago, one of the nine Xuan Zang’s projections was in the south, and the world’s monks did not go to explore. It was discovered that there were countless gods and instruments, and even legendary Xiandan, for a moment, Nanzhan is very crazy, and countless hidden family geeks have come out of their nests and fight hard, so they will not hesitate to kill.

Qingyunzong is only a small sect, and in this smother, there is no way to participate in the competition.

But Bai Qianzhang can, at that time, he is not called Bai Qianzhang, his name was changed after seeing a scroll in the inheritance, and because at that time, he had just been changed, and he was born at a young age. A white hair, he took such a pseudonym casually, and it was there, he made a great decision, betrayed the family with a reel.

That pair of reels, this is the "decapitation map"!

Bai Qianzhang knows that this picture is of great importance and has hidden mystery. However, in the past 700 years, he has always been acquainted with it. In the past three hundred years, he has chosen to go to the disciples’ talented disciples. We, enlighten this picture, hope to find something. However, in the past three hundred years, nine people have been found to enlighten, but finally seven people have failed. They have washed away the memory and sent it back to the inner door.

The other two, in the process of enlightening this picture, went into flames and were burned into a pile of ashes.

This time I chose the sideline, I also feel that the side is somewhat different.

Looking for so many disciples with amazing talents, they have nothing to gain. This kid who is acting differently may have discovered it.

In the cave at this time, the square looked at the reel and sat down on a stone table.

It was a trace of blood, and it was splashed on the map, very simple.

However, if you look closely, you will feel the horror of the map. It doesn't know how many years have passed, but it is still bright and bloody. It seems that there is still vitality. In this vitality, you can feel it. When you arrive, it is an endless anger of a man, endless unwillingness, as if in the painting, there is a soul, to destroy the heavens.

When the eyes are staring at the painting, it seems that there will be an illusion in front of the eyes. On the stage of the gods, a hero who is at the end of the road shouts and screams at the sky, but a smattering of the sword, the human head flies, the blood splashes. ......

It is no wonder that the white-haired youth called it the "decapitation map", which is indeed a dagger map!

Because every person who sees this picture will be dyed by the unyielding intentions on the picture and see the illusion of that scene.

Just, what do the white-haired people want to enlighten themselves?

The party was silent and sat in front of the figure. After watching it for a long time, I finally couldn’t help it. I used the yin and yang gods.

The yin and yang gods can almost identify everything that he sees that is contaminated with spiritual power.

He wants to take a look at the yin and yang gods, what is in the picture, and then think about what needs to be learned.

Concentrated on the map, the spiritual power was consumed by a trace, and then a message slowly appeared in my mind.

"... immortal blood... God's sword..."

工具中

One is the blood of the immortal, and the other is the sword of heaven.

The party was shocked. The person who had splashed the blood on the picture turned out to be an immortal?

If it is a fairy, who is so big, can he beheaded?

No, this is the sword of the day... Is it the sword of the heavenly power?

Not long ago, Fang Xing had just passed the yin and yang gods and knows that the world’s merits, from top to bottom, are the seven key points of Tao, Tian, ​​Xian, Shen, Xuanzang, Fa, and basic exercises. Sword meaning, is it that the heavenly powers are destroyed?

The second most important of the seven merits, how strong is this sword man?

It is no wonder that the immortals will be killed, because even if it is a fairy, it is also under the scorpio!

"If there are only two things in the painting, then I only have to understand one of these two things..."

It’s a lot easier to think about it in this way, because there are traces to follow.

Even if it is a thousand feet, I only know that there are mysteries in this picture, but I don’t know what the specific mystery is, let alone other disciples who are sentimental. They can only think about this picture and let go of all the The mind, through the anger in the blood stains in the painting, captures the traces of the scales and half claws, because they do not know what they want to understand, so it is luck.

The party is different, he knows what he needs to sense, so he can be targeted!

Just as everyone is looking for something on a deserted beach, some people don't know what they are looking for. They only know that there is something they want to find on the beach. The square line is equal to what they want to find at the beginning.

In this way, he naturally takes advantage of it.

Hanging the scroll on the stone wall, the square took a deep breath and began to calm down and feel the opportunity.

"Anger... hate... unyielding..."

The whole **** watched a trace of blood in the picture, and gradually felt a lot of complex emotions.

This immortal blood is the last splattered blood of a unwilling person.

After he died, he lost his vitality, and the blood that flowed out became dead blood, and there could never be any feelings.

Therefore, within this blood, there are many complicated emotions, and there is also the last vitality of a fairy.

The thoughts of the square are floating, and I feel the emotions contained in this blood mark...

Anger, resentment, unyielding, madness, hatred... almost all kinds of emotions, but no fear!

"What is the feeling of the bottom? A person will soon be smashed his head, what will he think?"

Fang Xing stared at the map of the dagger and slowly returned to his eight years old. At that time, he was almost beheaded.

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