One day later, in the small courtyard where Qin Changan lived temporarily in Yunluo Mountain, Nangong Chenyi stood in the corner of the courtyard with a tired look on his face, looking at Qin Changan who was holding a thunder obsidian in his hand in the middle of the courtyard.
Boom!
Countless purple arcs were flowing continuously on Qin Changan's body, and two purple stones were held in his hands, blooming with terrifying spiritual light.
Countless thunderbolts were released from the thunder obsidian, drilling into Qin Changan's body and into his meridians.
Running in the body according to a special walking path, this is the most critical point in practicing the Purple Flame Blood Thunder Fist. It uses the powerful spiritual power destruction ability in the thunder obsidian to reshape the meridians.
For ordinary practitioners, the thunder attribute power contained in it is enough to tear the meridians. If the willpower is not strong enough, they will definitely not be able to withstand the heartbreaking pain, and the meridians will eventually be destroyed.
However, these are not difficult for Qin Changan. He has soaked in the Tianlei Pond in Mount Xumi before.
It also attracted all the thunder in the countless thunder clouds above Tianlei Pond. Now the power of thunder contained in the thunder obsidian seemed to be tickling him.
It poses no threat to his meridians at all.
These thunderbolts did not last too long. Just a quarter of an hour later, the two thunder obsidian stones in the palm of his hand turned into powder with a click and slowly slipped from the fingers to the ground.
The purple electric arc surrounding his body gradually disappeared.
"Purple Flame Blood Thunder Fist?"
"It relies on continuous continuous strikes to stack damage. The more times it is stacked, the higher the damage?"
Qin Changan looked at his hands, his brows furrowed, dark purple electric arcs looming under his skin.
Originally, it was necessary to refine the Red Sky Stone and fuse the purple flames in it, but Qin Changan had the more powerful Red Lotus Karmic Fire in his body, so there was no need for the Red Sky Stone.
However, this martial art is very different from other martial arts he has been exposed to. There are no restrictions on moves.
Although it is somewhat incomprehensible, there is no more time for him to study now. One day has passed, and if he continues to delay, he will not be able to reach Taiyin Mountain.
"I will convince the elders in the clan to make a decision as soon as possible. If you can succeed, maybe I can catch up and support you."
Nangong Chenyi walked over slowly and looked at Qin Changan.
The incident in Taiyin Mountain has spread throughout Wushuang City. A large number of casual cultivators are heading towards Taiyin Mountain, and the situation has begun to become complicated.
But this is a good thing for them. The more chaotic the situation, the greater Qin Changan's chances.
"Help me give this letter to Yan Jiu of Yama Palace."
Qin Changan nodded without paying too much attention. If the decision was really that simple, the Nangong family would have already made the decision.
Those old guys are all human spirits, and this conspiracy of the Life and Death Sect is probably what the Nangong family wants to see.
"Thank you for taking care of me these days. If I can survive from Taiyin Mountain, I will bring you a medicine garden back."
Qin Changan looked at Nangong Chenyi and smiled sincerely. If it hadn't been for him, he might have died at the hands of the Gate of Life and Death.
Although I was really eager for the Nangong family to make a decision to participate in this battle, the situation changed too quickly.
He also had to accept reality.
Nangong Chenyi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
Comfort? Those disciples are not dead yet.
Persuasion? This guy's character is not like someone who can persuade someone with just a few words.
It wasn't until Qin Changan reached the door of the small courtyard that he finally couldn't help it anymore and took a sudden step forward.
"They are just ordinary disciples of Beidao Shrine. With your strength, you are at least an elder disciple. There is no need for you to throw away your life to save them."
"Let me say something immoral, their lives are not worth taking such a big risk to save!"
Nangong Chenyi frowned and finally said what was pressing in his heart.
Qin Changan stopped and slowly turned back to look at Nangong Chenyi, with a smile on his face.
"My life is not as important as you think. I am just an ordinary disciple of Beidao Shrine. I am different from the young masters of your big families."
"I am a person who was abandoned by my tribe. I can understand the despair of being abandoned. Even if I am not rescued in the end, I don't want them to feel that kind of despair."
His voice was very soft, and every word reached Nangong Chenyi's ears clearly. He knew that his choice was somewhat irrational in the eyes of the children of these big families.
However, he is not a child of a big family, and he has experienced the despair of being abandoned.
After saying that, Qin Changan stepped away and shot towards Taiyin Mountain. He didn't have a spiritual bird, so he relied on two legs to travel.
From Yunluo Mountain to Taiyin Mountain, it would take at least half a day with his strength, so he couldn't afford to delay.
Watching Qin Changan leave, Nangong Chenyi's eyes swayed slightly, as if something was touched in his heart.
What is the identity of a descendant of a big family?
This identity that he was once proud of now seems to be somewhat disliked.
Glancing at Qin Changan's disappearing back, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he rushed straight towards the top of the mountain.
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On July 15th, on the top of Taiyin Mountain, in a huge square, ten disciples of the North Path Shrine, covered in blood and with torn clothes, were hung on ten huge stone pillars.
Just like an animal.
Around the square were nearly fifty disciples wearing black robes. In the center of the square, on a huge stone altar, there was a small bamboo shed.
There were two men in black cloaks sitting inside the shed, looking expressionlessly at the disciples of the Northern Dao Shrine on the ten stone pillars in the distance.
"The time has come, kill!"
One of the men wearing a black cloak slowly opened his eyes, and his cold tone instantly echoed throughout the square.
As he finished speaking, a pitch-black arrow suddenly shot out, heading straight for a disciple of the North Dao Shrine.
call out!
The black arrow was wrapped with a strong ghost aura, and it pierced the sky like a ferocious little devil baring its teeth and claws.
The locked North Dao Shrine disciple looked at the black arrows shooting with empty eyes. He was already desperate and didn't want to struggle anymore.
But just as the arrow rushed in front of him, a blade of light pierced the sky, like the bright moon in the night sky, and it arrived in an instant, smashing the black arrow with a bang.
"You little bastards from the Gate of Life and Death, I heard you are looking for me?"
At the edge of the square, Han Mo Mo held a knife in one hand and pinched a disciple's neck with the other, looking at everyone with a sneer on his face.
"Han Mo Mo? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
In the bamboo shed, the man in black who had spoken before stood up with a groan, and looked at the figure at the edge of the square with a happy face.
Is this guy so restless? This has just begun, and he can’t wait to show off?
The next moment, his body shook, disappeared on the spot, and rushed out towards the edge of the square. The steel knife at his waist was instantly unsheathed, slashing out a huge black sword and heading straight towards Han Mo Mo.
Boom!!
Endless darkness swept across, and the light around the square seemed to be stripped away at this moment, leaving only a huge sword.
"Hahaha, Xu Hengshan, you didn't listen to a word of what I said. I said that you alone can't do anything to me."
Han Momo looked at the huge sword rushing toward him without any panic. He crushed the disciple's throat with his left hand and laughed heartily.
The two daggers in his hands bloomed with terrifying strong light at this moment, shining in all directions and spreading several meters in length, exuding terrifying killing intent.