Yu Sha

In the quiet stone room, Chu Weiyang sat cross-legged in the center.

Accompanied by the long and continuous breathing sound, which was like a ghostly wind, jade fire and black light water hung behind him. The aura suddenly rose, and the waves intertwined with the fireworks, which was half cold and half hot. .

Between the intertwining of water and fire, green and black auras swirled along with the magic power, intertwining with each other in the hanging light. At first glance, it looked like a different-colored Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish picture.

But if you look closely, you will see that the different-colored Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish picture is not a pure aura color.

In that colorful aura, a dark crimson color shines brightly. The dark color has not condensed in the water and fire. Instead, it spreads out bit by bit along with the violent intertwining and swirling power of water and fire. It seems like a natural change.

The dark crimson color that spread out was immediately stretched out in the water and fire, and was pulled bit by bit into slender threads and lines. Over time, with the subtle changes in the power of water and fire, or folded Turning, or deflecting, gradually, it appears into the appearance of iron paintings, silver hooks, and zigzag seal patterns.

Looking at Chu Weiyang who was sitting in front of this different-colored Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish picture, the Taoist's thin figure was wrapped in a wide robe, and his disheveled hair was rustling in the strong wind whirling around in the water and fire.

This scene clearly shows that after the Yuanmen monks reach a certain level of cultivation, they can overcome obstacles and use up their magic power.

The wanton prestige is full of the Yuanmen's barbaric and domineering connotations, but against the background of the Xuan family's external appearance, there are some weird but harmonious meltings in the furnace, which makes it appear to have a rather strange and unique beauty. .

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang was so absorbed in his own practice that he was immersed in the two phases of water and fire and had no time to appreciate this unique beauty.

For Lao Wang and the other five people, these displays of majesty and unique beauty were all at the cost of their own mana drying up for several days. The feeling of emptiness originating from the limbs and bones, the This kind of pain originating from Sanyuan Dantian tortures their spirit and spirit.

If this is a magnificent flower, it was once watered by their blood.

Because there is absolutely no need to appreciate it, and there is definitely no mood to appreciate it.

In the blink of an eye, the five people who were also slumped against the stone wall suddenly made throbbing sounds from their mouths. The faint blood flames in their hands suddenly disappeared in the swaying wind. go.

Immediately afterwards, these three people seemed to be suffering from some severe pain.

It wasn't like it suddenly fell to the side.

Instead, after gradually curling up, accompanied by some kind of twitching and spasm, he slowly leaned against the stone wall and slowly leaned on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, not too much time passed. As the blood flames swaying in the palms of the last two people also collapsed in the violent wind, Chu Weiyang opened his eyes with some unfinished thoughts. eyes.

This is the joy of practice, the beauty of meditation, the intoxication of integrating one's life into a perfect state, moving up to a higher level, and gradually reaching a better state.

How Chu Weiyang hoped that this kind of practice process could continue day and night.

Unfortunately, manpower will eventually be exhausted.

At this moment, Chu Weiyang raised his hand to restrain the fierce water and fire swirling behind him, opened his eyes that were spinning with dim light, and looked at the stone wall directly in front of him.

There were already four people lying on the ground. Only Lao Wang, who was born in the Dan Sect, and Heilai, who was half a Holy Land sect, had a richer background. At this moment, he was still leaning against the stone wall with a tired look on his face. His face was pale and bloodless.

As if aware of Chu Weiyang's gaze, the young man clearly didn't say anything, not even a single word came out. But in the same place, Old Wang was obviously too tired to even twitch his fingers. At this moment, Er suddenly shuddered under Chu Weiyang's gaze.

Immediately afterwards, a breath of turbid breath came out of his throat with difficulty. Lao Wang seemed to be trembling and mustered up his courage suddenly. He looked at Chu Weiyang and when he spoke, his voice was clearly still trembling.

"Master Tao! I mean, Master Tao! Practice like this

It's impossible to go down! "

Upon hearing this, Chu Weiyang's eyes that had already moved away suddenly fell on Lao Wang again.

The person who was already trembling suddenly felt shuddering again.

Seeing this person's condition, Chu Weiyang just glanced at him with a half-smile.

"What are you afraid of? I have already said it before. If your magic power is so effective, it will be difficult for you to die. If you want to say anything, just say it."

Hearing these words, Lao Wang grinned as if he wanted to smile, but his face was twisted and the wrinkles were almost piled together, which was far uglier than crying.

"Master Tao, we are all monks of the Blood Demon Dao. Our cultivation level, magic power, etc. are all based on the demon veins refined into the blood. In other words, the demon veins are the magic power. Magical power is the demonic veins. On normal days, magical power is somewhat depleted, but the qi and blood can still nourish the demonic veins. If you practice properly, you may still be able to make steady progress.

But how can it be possible to practice like this now? Every time the Taoist master practices, our mana is exhausted. Before we can recover much, we will be exhausted again. If this continues, the recovery of mana will deplete the foundation of the demon vein, and if the demon vein is depleted, it will be severe. , it was the backlash of the bloody Taoist method. At that time, life was worse than death, and the Taoist master couldn't even practice the method. "

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang nodded clearly.

He had personally seen those Blood Demon monks whose demonic veins had dried up. Regardless of their fighting prowess, the ferocious and crazy expressions on those people's expressions were rare in ordinary times.

If it hadn't been for a long period of painful torture, it wouldn't have put a monk with magic power in such a crazy state.

Fishing when the lake is exhausted?

What he wants is not to drain the lake.

It is best to fish from the marsh in a sustainable manner.

However, Xu had just started to practice the magic with the power of the Blood Evil Dao. The rapid progress almost made Chu Weiyang linger in it for the past few days, becoming more and more immersed in it. The mistake had shocked him as early as the beginning. Several people, maybe these five people have already complained endlessly.

But despite this, Lao Wang said these words to himself in shock and fear.

This is enough to prove the unsustainability of these five people.

Thinking of this, when Chu Weiyang turned his hands, he handed a wooden barrel and a fishing rod to Lao Wang.

"What you said, how could I not have foresight? While practicing the law these days, why would I teach you how to open up the underground river under the rock? The underground river is so narrow that it is impossible to pass through it.

But now that the tide of monsters is raging, it is inevitable that the monsters that cannot be touched from north to south will swim in through the undercurrent. Just go fishing by yourself. Hang up as many sea monsters as you want. Pindao will personally condense the blood essence for you and replenish the monsters. The power of pulse! "

After hearing Chu Weiyang's words, Lao Wang looked at the barrel and fishing rod in front of him, and then looked up at Chu Weiyang's hazy figure.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to tell Chu Weiyang that the cultivation of the Blood Demon Dao was not such a child's play. The demon veins were also divided into species and attributes, and there were even differences in grades. This kind of ordinary Qi refining No matter how much power of the demonic veins has been condensed into the blood essence of the early sea monster, it is not in line with its own foundation. On the contrary, the more it is refined, the more its demonic veins will become more complex.

As time goes by, not to mention that the door to a higher realm is completely closed, and people are shackled to the realm of Qi refining. It is very possible that because of the complexity of the demon veins, the realm of cultivation will decline and regress.

However, these words only came to Lao Wang's mouth, and he suddenly stopped again, unable to pronounce a single word.

Even if he explained everything clearly to Chu Weiyang, what would be the use? Is it possible that in the confinement of such a demon, do I and others have any hope of further progress?

It's just that the knife has never been so sharp, so quick to dodge and fight to death. The sharp light of the knife is just scattered in the years, and the dull knife cuts the flesh, and wears away the source of human vitality bit by bit.

After all, he was still going to die. From the moment he fell into Chu Weiyang's hands, he and the others no longer had any progress in cultivation and no way forward.

But in the past few days, Lao Wang still had something in his heart.

It's just an unwilling delusion.

Or perhaps, he has already understood the current situation clearly, but he is just deceiving himself and others and is unwilling to admit it.

It wasn't until these words were finally spoken that Chu Weiyang had to recognize this situation clearly in front of Chu Weiyang's illustrious reputation.

It should have been revealed long ago.

Thinking of this, Lao Wang pursed his lips tightly.

After recognizing your situation clearly, you can think about it. If there is a way to make up for the power of your own demon veins, you should really regard it as an act of kindness and kindness from Chu Weiyang. It is better than enduring pain and torture for a long time. He completely lost his human form, and then passed away while dying.

Such thoughts were spinning around, and for no reason, something that made him feel unreasonable resentment and shame arose in Lao Wang's heart - an inexplicable gratitude for Chu Weiyang's actions.

So, he pursed his lips tightly, and after the originally long words, he suppressed some extremely complicated sigh in his heart.

In the past few days, I don't know how many times the boundless regret has flooded into Lao Wang's heart.

If I had known today, what would I do to provoke this evil star?

But time cannot be turned back, and Lao Wang can only remain silent, purse his lips, and swallow bit by bit even with this regretful emotion.

So, under Chu Weiyang's eyes that seemed to contain real power, he first leaned on the stone wall with difficulty and stood up slowly, then slowly bent down, lifted up the barrel and fishing rod, and then slowly He clung to the stone wall and limped, step by step, towards the stone room and towards the underground river.

On the spot, Chu Weiyang just watched all this quietly, until Lao Wang's figure disappeared from Chu Weiyang's sight, and then glanced at the man lying on the ground, already falling asleep. Among the four people, Chu Weiyang turned his hand and held the shell on his fingertips.

After watching it for a long time, Chu Weiyang would trigger the jade fire to burn the surface of the shell. But not to mention inducing some spiritual light, even the mottled marks on the surface of the shell were not shaken at all. .

At the same time, the voices of Chun Yuzhi and Zhong Chaoyuan also resounded in Chu Weiyang's mind, but in the end there was no conclusion at all.

No one can figure out why the Great Elder of Lihen Palace sent this conch shell.

"baffling!"

He waved his hand and thought about it for a while, and realized that Chu Weiyang had not thrown it away, but had kept it in Qiankun's bag.