Sword Moon Lyrics

In the bones of the black turtle, Qin Bing smiled like a flower, "Isn't it!" said the white fox, "Congratulations!" The Horned Demon Dragon laughed, "Boy, you are really lucky!" Xiao Hei couldn't speak and spread his arms. Wings, squawking.

Shi Feng looked inside intently, and saw the black inner elixir and the red stone elixir in his dantian. The two elixirs were circling, and the two consciousness palaces each expanded more than three times. The energy flowing through his meridians was surging, and he seemed to have endless strength.

With a thought, his body disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he appeared in the corner on the left. This was the unique teleportation power of Jindan monks.

He had indeed advanced to the golden elixir, but his whole body was filled with demonic aura, and he had no trace of spiritual power, so he actually formed a demon elixir.

Shi Feng seemed to be in a dream, "I really, really..." Bai Hu interrupted, "Okay, don't worry about being happy, think about what to do next! Fortunately, this is a secret room, what you just said No one heard the howl, but..."

He pursed his lips, and Shi Feng was startled to see a figure curled up on the stone platform, already as angry as a thread.

Over the past few days, Huangyan's ancestor's essence was corroded bit by bit by demonic energy, and all of this demonic energy was absorbed by Shi Feng. His essence was exhausted and he was exhausted.

Shi Feng did a brief inspection and found that the Huangyan ancestor died at any time and was hopeless.

He didn't understand why things had reached this stage. Huang Yan was supposedly the ancestor of Yuanying, and he could have escaped from Yuanying no matter what, so why did he die in such an unknown way?

Shi Feng couldn't guess the whole story, just like Huang Yan's ancestor couldn't figure out what happened in Shi Feng's body.

The ancestor is dying? Shi Feng panicked, but quickly calmed down.

"Get out of here quickly!" A thought flashed through his mind.

Shi Feng looked around and saw that there was a stone door to the west of the secret room. However, when his spiritual consciousness swept over it, the stone door and the four walls were heavily restricted.

Shi Feng glanced at it, reached out with his right hand, and took a piece of jade on the stone platform into his hand.

He remembered that Patriarch Huangyan used this to talk to Master Xuan Yi. After that, Patriarch Huangyan did not accept it and put it aside casually at his feet.

Shi Feng swung Yujue towards the restriction, and silently, the stone door actually opened.

Shi Feng was overjoyed. He was captured by Huangyan Ancestor before, and the Qiao Yue Sword, Sun Covering Sword and other treasures were thrown to the ground. Shi Feng immediately put away his belongings one by one.

The Horned Demon Dragon reminded, "Hey, why don't you take the old Taoist priest's storage bag? That is the property of the Yuan Ying Ancestor, and it is enough for you to get rich overnight."

Shi Feng shook his head and said, "No, the treasures on the ancestor's body are all important weapons of the sect. How can I steal them without permission?"

However, in addition to the jade piece in front of ancestor Huang Yan, there was also a jade slip. Shi Feng couldn't help but be curious and took it over to take a look.

"Seven Death God Art?"

This is not a sect thing. Shi Feng thought for a while and put the jade slip into the black turtle bone.

"Come on, the old Taoist priest is going to die!" White Fox urged.

Shi Feng walked quickly to the door, turned around and looked around to make sure there were no traces left.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ho Tung's body on the ground. His heart moved and he walked quickly to Ho Tung and picked up his storage bag.

"You don't even want the old Taoist priest's storage bag, why do you want this kid's things?" The Horned Demon Dragon was puzzled.

Shi Feng didn't answer. He poured out everything in the storage bag. He didn't care about the elixirs, magic weapons, or talismans. Instead, he directly picked up the seven or eight jade slips and quickly checked them.

"Sure enough!" Shi Feng sneered and put a jade slip into the black turtle bone.

"What?" the Horned Demon Dragon asked anxiously.

The white fox read the jade slip and handed it to Qin Bing. Qin Bing read it before passing it to the Horned Demon Dragon.

It turns out that He Dong had a battle with Shi Feng before, but he was no match. He was worried that Shi Feng was secretly killing him, so he secretly wrote a jade slip while he was talking to Shi Feng.

It was a complete fabrication, saying that Shi Feng was discovered to be a spy of the Demon Puppet Sect, who had previously killed the disciples of Zhuguanyuan, and this time he stole into the spirit pool with the intention of harming Qin Bing. He chased him out, but was killed by Shi Feng and his friends. His companions found out that if this jade slip is preserved, the sect must avenge him...

The Horned Demon Dragon said in shock, "Wow! This kid is so cunning! He actually framed Xiao Shitou after he died. But fortunately, Xiao Shitou, you are more cunning. In this world, a bad person needs to be cunning, and a good person needs to be even more cunning..."

Shi Feng ducked out of the stone chamber again. There was a narrow passage outside, with stone walls on both sides. The stone chamber was actually carved out of the huge rock.

He walked quickly along the narrow path, winding for three hundred steps, and came to a hall. This hall housed an iron statue of Tai Chi Zhenren. There was a futon in front of the iron statue.

Shi Feng glanced around and saw that there were three portals in this hall. It was quiet all around. Where should I go? He was dumbfounded for a moment.

Qin Bing suddenly said, "Go to the left!"

"Bing'er, do you recognize this place?"

"Yes! Back then, the master led the disciples of Zhuguanyuan to pay homage to the ancestor in this hall. I have an impression."

"Very good!"

At the moment, Qin Bing was pointing the way, and Shi Feng was flying under his feet, passing through portals one after another. These portals all had restrictions. Fortunately, with Huangyan Taoist Yu Jue in hand, these restrictions could be opened smoothly without exception.

Qin Bing has a very good memory. She still remembered that she walked through the maze of halls and rooms. After walking for a while, she finally arrived in front of a large purple stone door. Qin Bing said happily, "This is the entrance, and you will reach Qihe Pond when you exit." "

Just as Shi Feng was about to shake the jade, White Fox said, "Wait a minute, Little Shitou, as soon as you go out, you will reach the spirit pool. You may bump into someone at any time. Are you going out like this?"

Shi Feng is now surrounded by demonic energy. If he goes out and bumps into anyone, the other party will probably shout loudly and then attack in groups.

The news that "Iron Sword Peak disciple Shi Feng is a demon cultivator hiding in the sect" will quickly spread throughout the sect.

Shi Feng was silent. Qin Bing said, "How about I go out and you enter the Black Turtle Bone."

Horned Demon Dragon said, "That's right. You kid should avoid the limelight first. It's a good opportunity to contain the demonic energy on your body. Mr. Shadow Demon Dragon is born with both demons and spirits. If you spend some time, you should be able to convert the demonic energy back to spiritual energy. Yes. Then come out in a grand manner."

Shi Feng thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No! Bing'er disappeared, and the sect was in turmoil. They were looking for you everywhere. As soon as you showed up, you were immediately taken to the Council of Elders for questioning, how could you escape! The ancestor was left alone I am relieved and I will die at any time. We must leave immediately. Master Hu, is there any way you can hide my face?"

Bai Hu said, "You are now a Golden elixir monk. You can change your appearance by using the magic of running the gods. However, this technique cannot be hidden from Nascent Soul monks. As for the more advanced Jindan monks, although they may not be able to see through your true appearance, at least they can I know you’re in disguise.”

"There are no Nascent Soul cultivators in Taiji Sect now. As for the Golden Core cultivators, as long as they can't see my true face, it doesn't matter. By the way, Master Hu, if I leave the sect now, can the sect's magic circle recognize me?" "

White Fox shook his head and said, "The sect's magic circle uses the essence and blood of the disciples to identify each person. However, now your blood essence has been mixed with the original power of the Shadow Demon Dragon, and the spiritual energy has completely turned into demonic energy. The magic circle cannot identify each person." Out of you."

"That's good!"

Shi Feng had long been taught the art of disguise by Bai Hu, and now he chanted the incantation and swayed, turning into a dull Taoist boy in a gray shirt and short sleeves. Most of these little Taoist boys in Taiji Sect work as handymen in the outer sect. They are numerous and extremely inconspicuous.

The Horned Demon Dragon said, "Your appearance has completely changed, but you can't hide your demonic aura..."

Shi Feng ignored him and stepped out of the stone door. There was a lake outside. It was evening, the setting sun reflected the red color on the lake, and everything was quiet.

Although this place is out of the cave, it is still a restricted area where the ancestors retreated. No one would dare to break in.

Shi Feng knew that time was running out, so he hurried along the path by the lake. After a while, he was out of Qihe Pond. Although there was still a spiritual pond outside the lake, he was out of the Ancestor's Retreat and would meet people at any time.

Shi Feng and Bai Hu had their consciousness fully activated and were dodging while walking. However, Qin Bing had been practicing in Lingchi for a long time and was very aware of the gate posts and patrols at various places. In this way, he actually bypassed the patrolling monks and arrived at the west entrance of Lingchi.

The entire spiritual pool is shrouded in restrictions, with only two openings, the east and west.

Shi Feng hid in the underground rocks, concentrated his breath, and waited patiently.

Two quarters of an hour later, the monk guarding the door walked away. It was time for him to take over.

"Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Wang, it's your turn." Senior Brother Wang, who took over, was at ease in the room. "I know, what's the name of the ghost?" He agreed while slowly cleaning up.

It took him a long time to arrive at the door. When he saw the flashing light, it was clear that someone had moved the ban. He was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to check. The ban was intact, indicating that the person entering and exiting had a token.

According to the rules, monks from the sect must not only have a token to enter and exit the spiritual pool, but also a magic circle to verify their true identity, and have it registered with the gate guard before they can enter.

But the major leaders and Jindan elders were not among them. Senior Brother Wang shook his head. Since the other party was so arrogant and did not bother to greet the gatekeeper disciples, he must be a big shot in the sect. Why should he bother himself?

So he said nothing and continued to guard his post.