Yu Sha

In the wooden temple.

Chu Weiyang looked at the big urn quietly, looking at the neatly arranged snake eggs in the big urn.

At this moment, after experiencing the soul searching several times before, in Chu Weiyang's eyes, these snake eggs had turned into a body that was reincarnated by a monk from the Mo family, and turned into a series of ignorant truths. The remnants of the spirit.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

A long time passed, and no more snake eggs were broken in the big urn.

Chu Weiyang knew that he should be more patient. Even with the methods of the third elder of the Yan family, he would not burn down an island one moment and rush to another place the next moment.

It's just that the silence in the Taoist palace made Chu Weiyang more anxious every breath for no reason.

He couldn't bet, he couldn't bet that all the monks of the Mo family were people who accepted death and refused to talk about the art of reincarnation and Lingfu Island.

After all, no matter how great the temptation is to live again, it is better to continue the life vitality of one's own body.

Moreover, there are those who are not firm-minded and cannot withstand the torture of the third elder of the Yan family.

Chu Weiyang could not use his own life and safety to gamble on an illusory chance, to gamble on the tenacity of others' Taoism.

When he thought about this, he also thought about the bloody beasts with different origins after these demonic snakes were born, and Chu Weiyang also identified his thoughts.

In a daze, the voice of Manager Ma sounded in Chu Weiyang's ears.

"You need to live well. From the Panwang Sect to the Demon-Suppressing Cave, and then to me, you carry the hatred of many dead people."

"You need to live well!"

After slowly calming down his slightly throbbing mind, Chu Weiyang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then asked Chun Yuzhi.

"Miss Zhi, do you in Tingchang Mountain have such secret techniques that can teach..."

Chu Weiyang believed that Tingchang Mountain had such secrets, not only because of Danxia's mother's origin, but also because Chun Yuzhi's soul was extracted from the body in this way and sealed in another person's spiritual platform.

I guess this is the popular method of Mother Danxia or the monks of Tingchang Mountain.

Because before Chu Weiyang finished speaking, Chun Yuzhi understood what Chu Weiyang meant in a flash of lightning.

"Are you talking about the secret technique of Xuanmen Netherworld? Using these reincarnated bodies as a guide, and using the origin of their souls refined into snake eggs as the source, you can directly draw the true spirit of their souls while they are still alive? "

After hearing this, Chu Weiyang's reaction was a little strange.

"This...is this the secret technique of Xuanmen?"

Ignoring Chu Weiyang's surprise, Chun Yuzhi continued to speak.

"There is indeed such a secret technique in Tingchang Mountain, but if you use it with all your strength, you must be in the foundation-building realm. At this moment... you can only use the talisman array, and the possible range of use is only the foundation-building realm. A monk in the basic realm must not be in a supreme formation, and his soul must not be protected by some top-notch treasure."

Hearing this, Chu Weiyang grinned.

"As long as there are secret techniques available, as for the rest, just do your best and obey fate!"

As he finished speaking, suddenly, a rumble of thunder exploded in the distant sky.

Then, when Chu Weiyang looked around, the gloomy sky at dusk suddenly seemed to droop down, and suddenly, in the whining wind, heavy rain poured down directly.

In his past life and this life, Chu Weiyang had to make a living in the ocean for the first time.

However, the understanding of the four seasons of the open sea, originating from the soul memories of those senior cultivators, suddenly lingered in Chu Weiyang's mind and thoughts.

"It is summer……"

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Baishe Islands.

The rain falls on the country, and there is endless lamentation.

But at this moment, it seems that all the feelings in the world can hardly turn into raindrops and fall into the storm of fireworks.

In an instant, cascading white mist was rising outside the island.

It’s just that no matter how much you wrap around,

But it couldn't hide the ashes and dust raised by the wind in the raging fire, as well as the free and brilliant figures in the fireworks that twisted and stirred, as if they were dancing ancient witches.

In no time, the raised ashes and dust were contaminated by the pouring rain outside the storm, turned into some kind of mud and fell down, and then were tempered into some kind of gray-black dregs in the firework storm.

Immediately afterwards, there was a certain unbearable stench that spread throughout the island.

But at this moment, the third elder of the Yan family no longer has the intention to see everything on the island.

He frowned tightly, and there seemed to be a pouring ocean flowing in his scarlet eyes. When he stretched out his hand, layers of fire demons wrapped around his pale fingers, as if they were some kind of sharp claws, tightly grasping a withered body. The old man's head.

The patience I had along the way has been gradually worn away.

Because the third elder of the Yan family has understood a true truth - it seems that the issue of the demon clan from outside the Dharma tradition in Tingchang Mountain has become a foregone conclusion.

If this matter cannot be handled well, many people in the entire Yan family, not just Yan Jianming, including himself, will run for their lives and pay their lives for it.

And the reason for all this is the Taoist book placed in Yan Jianming's Qiankun bag.

So, the third elder lowered his head and looked at the old man whose face was covered in blood and flesh.

"You should know what I am here to ask. You are not the first person to ask these questions. Pindao has killed many people along the way, and he can kill more people, but I need someone. The answer, there must be an answer!

So for this answer, I am willing to let one person live. So, this... Fellow Daoist Mo, are you willing to answer Pindao? "

Silent.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

The third elder's originally calm face seemed to be becoming distorted again.

He pursed his lips tightly, as if he was trying his best to contain some impulse that was about to burst out.

The next moment, when the third elder had narrowed his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, an old voice that was almost lower than the thunder of fireworks came from the ears of the third elder.

"I...I said...I said..."

So, in a flash, the third elder calmed down again. His calm face lost all expression. He just raised his hand, lifted the old man's head with his sharp claws, and then tilted his head slightly.

"Say, Pindao is listening."

When the words fell, the old man's intermittent voice sounded.

"She, the clan leader..."

The third elder frowned and became impatient again, urging him to ask: "What's wrong with her, your clan leader?"

When the words fell, even the broken breathing that lingered in the ears of the third elder suddenly stopped.

When he looked again, the old man stared straight into his cloudy eyes. In the hands of the third elder, he suddenly lost his life. He only let out a long breath, which occasionally brought out some blood foam at the corner of his mouth.

He slapped his hand down hard.

The third elder was so angry that he stood on the spot and almost broke his teeth.

He grinned, as if he was about to roar, and for a moment, he seemed to have something to say.

But in the end, his face turned ferocious little by little, and in the end, still in the silent silence, he suddenly evolved the swirling five phoenix fire phase to its peak.

Amidst the shrill cry of the phoenix, the third elder could just be heard moaning in pain.

"Mom, why bother my Yan family——!"

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Lingfu Island, in front of the mound.

The platform that was originally inlaid with jade talismans was now luxuriously coated with a thin layer of alchemy by Chu Weiyang. When he looked carefully, the surface of the alchemy was covered with fine lines.

It is strange to say that no matter what kind of seal pattern it is, Chu Weiyang has seen it a lot now. When it comes to various uses, he can see that these seal patterns are connected end to end, and that one chain is a restriction; there are countless locks.

The chains are intertwined with each other to form a network, which is the prototype of the Supreme Formation Pattern.

But for the first time, Chu Weiyang saw that the surface of the talisman array was full of weird tadpole-like characters, some were long, some were broken, sometimes as thick and heavy as dots, and sometimes as winding as hook.

But no matter how strange they are, these tadpole seal patterns are all independently engraved on the alchemy surface. No one is connected with anyone else, and they are only painted in an orderly manner.

This is Xuanmen's secret art talisman formation for connecting to the netherworld.

At this moment, lying on the flat earth platform were the bodies of demonic snakes piled up like a hill.

When I looked carefully, I saw that there was no fluctuation of the soul's true spirit inside.

However, there is still a small pile of snake eggs in the center of the formation. No matter how driven by the previous talisman formation, no true soul has been absorbed.

But in the face of such a change, Chu Weiyang was not worried. Instead, he felt as if the hanging sword had disappeared, and his whole body suddenly relaxed.

Or maybe it was because his mind was washed away by too many people's memories and he was affected. At this moment, Chu Weiyang's face turned pale, but he looked a little tipsy. He seemed to have a sense of dizziness accompanying him, but he was still Chu Weiyang was so confused that he didn't know why.

On the spot, Chu Weiyang picked up a snake egg.

He carefully identified the small lines on it.

"Well, I recognized it. This is the reincarnated body of Mo Daozhong and his thirteenth uncle, but... this man was killed by his biological brother, and the demon veins in his body were extracted to refine and practice, and for To prevent him from retaliating, I deliberately used the Dao Talisman to make him lose his soul..."

After saying that, Chu Weiyang raised his wrist and threw up the snake eggs. Immediately afterwards, the white jade poisonous snake at his wrist suddenly jumped into the air like a sharp arrow. He opened his small mouth and took out the round and elixir-like snake. Snake eggs swallowed.

Immediately afterwards, the jade snake wrapped around Chu Weiyang's wrist. As the snake stretched its body, in the gaps between the scales as fine as white jade, red blood suddenly turned around, and accompanied by the bloody pocket, Turning around, the breath of the jade snake is getting better and better with each breath.

"Good boy! One hundred demon snake bodies are hundreds of demon snake blood demons, and the hundred refined spirit essences are the gist of the second chapter of the "Green Bamboo Pill Sutra". With this foundation laid, we can pave the way for you. The thoroughfare to the foundation-building realm, and then there is the Blood Evil Path, nourishing and refining the soul in the blood, and the "Green Bamboo Pill Sutra", isn't it a match made in heaven?"

When the words fell, the jade snake spit out the snake letter and made a buzzing sound, seeming to respond happily to Chu Weiyang.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang's hand landed on a round snake egg.

He pinched it gently, and Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice suddenly became louder.

"This is... the reincarnated body prepared by Island Master Mo for herself..."