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Qin Bing said, "How about you let me out and I'll intercede with the ancestor." The owner of the black turtle bone is Shi Feng, and everything in and out must go through his hands.

The Horned Demon Dragon chuckled and said, "If you come out of a small stone, you will be very ugly. I'm afraid everyone in the sect will tell you a joke."

Qin Bing whispered, "I'm not afraid, I didn't do anything shameful..."

Shi Feng yelled irritably, "Stop talking, you can't go out. I have a hunch that if you go out, you will be beaten to death by his palm."

Qin Bing asked in astonishment, "Why?"

Shi Feng's wisp of consciousness kept running wild, "I don't know, don't ask me why, I don't know, what's wrong? What's wrong!"

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "Is that brat scared out of his mind?"

The white fox said solemnly, "How can Xiao Shitou be frightened crazy? He must have sensed something, but we didn't sense it."

"How is it possible? Your divine magic is superior to his, and you can't sense it, but he can sense it?"

"Perhaps this is not spiritual induction, but something else..."

Just as he was talking, suddenly, the body of the ancestor Huang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in silence, trembled slightly. Everyone was just confused and confused, but the next moment, his body trembled again.

Over the next cup of tea, his body shook more and more obviously, and finally he was shaking like chaff. He couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a low growl. He opened his eyes, which were bloodshot and extremely painful.

The Horned Demon Dragon said in shock, "Wow, he is indeed seriously injured. I said he was improving a lot before! I didn't expect..."

Halfway through his words, he saw a trace of black air suddenly coming out of the forehead of ancestor Huang Yan.

Bai Hu whispered, "It's demonic energy!"

At this time, he understood that the reason why Shi Feng was upset was because he had practiced the Jiu Li Spirit Reunion Technique and could sense the growing evil energy in the room.

However, no one else in the Black Turtle Bones has ever practiced demonic skills and cannot sense them.

Except for Shi Feng, no one else has personally experienced the pain of demonic energy corroding the body, but seeing the majestic Nascent Soul Ancestor couldn't help but scream in pain, the torture can be imagined.

At this moment, Old Ancestor Huang Yan's face turned half black and half red, looking extremely strange, and his fists clenched loudly.

The Horned Demon Dragon asked, "When was this old Taoist injured?" Qin Bing said, "A hundred years ago, during the battle between good and evil, our ancestor was hit by the purple-haired demon and was injured."

The white fox sneered, "This is not because of the palm power, but because of a kind of magic poison. The old man did not overestimate his own abilities and actually went to provoke the people of Huoyunshan."

"Huoyun Mountain?"

"Huoyun Mountain is not in Qinzhong Continent, but in Brahma Continent. Among the twelve demon palaces in the world, Huoyun Mountain is the first palace of the demon clan. Fire Cloud Demonic Poison is their unique magical power!"

Qin Bing asked, "Is this kind of poison incurable?"

"The tablet says that this poison cannot be cured by elixirs, and must be forced out with one's own magic power.

If you don't have enough skill, hey, then the poison will gradually penetrate into your blood Dantian and continue to demonize your spiritual energy.

This poison will not disappear until your spiritual energy is drained. "

Just as he was speaking, Huangyan Ancestor, who had been trembling all the time, suddenly let out a loud roar, "Ah", which made the whole stone room buzz. Amidst the roar, he suddenly jumped up and hit his head on the stone wall above his head.

This stone chamber had long been reinforced by him, and the Nascent Soul cultivator's Vajra Body collided with the magic circle's restrictions, and the aura scattered with a bang.

Ancestor Huang Yan's eyes were completely red, and he kept making "ho ho" sounds from his mouth. He jumped up and fell down, and an authentic Taoist master of Xuanmen was like a wounded beast, wailing and struggling on the ground.

As he continued to hit, more and more demonic energy surged out of his acupuncture points, and the color became darker and darker, as thick as ink.

The ancestor of Huangyan gritted his teeth, his whole body was twisted, and he bent over like a prawn, and the muscles on his face kept bulging.

Suddenly, he let out a shocking roar. Unable to hold on any longer, he rushed over suddenly, grabbed Ho Tung on the ground, raised the two index fingers of his right hand, and stabbed Ho Tung in his Dantian.

In the bones of the black turtle, Qin Bing let out a cry of surprise, his eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and everyone else was also stunned!

Ancestor Huang Yan's right hand poked Ho Tung's Dantian, and his left hand was like a hook, clasping the three acupoints "Shen Ting", "Bai Hui" and "Shang Xing" on Ho Tung's head.

Immediately, a stream of black energy poured into Ho Tung's Dantian along the arm of Patriarch Huangyan. At the same time, a ray of red light emerged from Ho Tung's body and entered his body along the three fingers of Patriarch Huangyan's left hand.

After this action, Ancestor Huang Yan immediately calmed down.

The Horned Demon Dragon stammered, "What the hell is this evil skill?"

After looking at it for a long time, the white fox suddenly cheered up, "The Seven Deaths Art! This is the Seven Deaths Art!"

Shi Feng was once very interested in the Seven Death Technique. It is said that this magical technique can absorb demonic energy without breaking into the magic knot.

However, after a discussion with Ye Wuji in Shu, he realized that the Seven Deaths Art was actually an incomplete version of the Nine Deaths Art. He improved his own skills by cultivating, controlling, and absorbing the essence of the puppets.

This magical power is too cruel and bloody, contrary to the harmony of heaven, and has been banned from practice by the cultivation world.

Therefore, Shi Feng completely lost interest in it.

White Fox suddenly realized, "It turns out that Doctor Ye said that the Nascent Soul monk who bought the Secret Book of Seven Deaths at the auction is the ancestor of your Tai Chi Sect!"

The Horned Demon Dragon asked, "Are you sure?"

Shi Feng's face turned pale and he whispered, "It shouldn't be wrong. According to the auction time mentioned by Doctor Ye, the Bamboo Crown Courtyard was established shortly after."

The Horned Demon Dragon was puzzled, "This old Taoist is obviously the ancestor of the human race. Isn't it enough for him to practice the secrets of the sect? Why do he need to practice the seven-death magic of the demon race?"

Bai Hu shook his head, "Old Yinlong, haven't you seen it yet? Huang Yan, the old Taoist, practices the Seven Deaths Art not for the purpose of practicing, but for the purpose of transforming poison."

"Poison?"

"Yes! He was poisoned by the Fire Cloud Demonic Poison, but he was not strong enough to force the poison out of his body. The essence continued to transform into demons, and the two qi of the demonic spirit were intertwined in his body, causing unbearable pain.

I guess he must have tried all kinds of methods over the past hundred years, but with little success.

Tsk tsk, a person has been tortured by illness for a hundred years, and all his perseverance and ambition have been wiped out, otherwise the dignified Xuanmen ancestor would not secretly practice evil skills.

The Seven Death Technique is indeed unique in the transformation of the spiritual and demonic qi. After all, this is also a wonderful method passed down from the immortals.

You see, now the old Taoist Huang Yan transfers the demonic energy in his body to He Dong, and then absorbs He Dong's spiritual energy to make up for his own demonized spiritual energy. "

The Horned Demon Dragon was still puzzled, "The old Taoist priest practiced the Seven Death Technique in order to eliminate poison. This is no problem.

But why didn't he arrest people from the Demon Puppet Sect and make them puppets? Instead, he arrested his own disciples and grandchildren. Isn't that because he has lost his mind! "

Bai Hu sighed, "His mind is not broken, he should have thought about all this carefully.

Don't think that puppets are so easy to find! First of all, Qi training disciples are definitely not good. Their cultivation is too shallow and they will probably die as soon as the demonic Qi enters their bodies.

Therefore, this puppet must at least be in the middle to late stage of foundation building, and a golden elixir monk is even better.

However, most of the fake alchemy monks of the Demon Puppet Sect are hiding in caves to practice. Huang Yan, the old Taoist, can't go to the Demonic Mountain to arrest people. "

The Horned Demon Dragon was unconvinced, "Even if you don't capture people from the Demon Puppet Sect, you can still go out and capture some casual cultivators. He is the ancestor of Nascent Soul and travels all over the world. He can't go anywhere!"

"This is not a foolproof strategy. You and I have just seen that once the poison takes effect, this old man almost loses control. In this case, how can he have the energy to arrest people?

And the attacks of Huoyun Demonic Poison were irregular, so it was impossible for him to capture a large number of casual cultivators and store them in the spirit pond.

Besides, as the ancestor of the Tai Chi Sect, he practices evil skills and absorbs human essence and blood. Once outsiders find out, his reputation will be immediately ruined.

Therefore, after much thought, he decided that it would be best to practice with sect disciples!

The Bamboo Crown Courtyard is within the Lingchi Pond, within easy reach. He himself is the ancestor of the Taiji Sect, and there are no restrictions on entry and exit. He throws the body out and blames the Demon Puppet Sect, leaving no trace at all.

Even the Demon Puppet Sect may have tried to break their brains, but they never imagined that the person who took action was actually the founder of the Tai Chi Sect. "

The Horned Demon Dragon opened his eyes wide, "Wow, this ancestor founded the Bamboo Crown Courtyard to raise puppets in captivity for him to practice!"

Qin Bing couldn't help it anymore and cried, "What should I do? What should I do?"

The Horned Demon Dragon's big head shook, "Little girl, there's no point in crying. Little Stone is finished. You'd better find another one while you're young."

When he said this, Qin Bing couldn't bear it anymore and immediately burst into tears.