Chapter 119: The Way of Magic? The Way of Humanity?
Nan Chunyi glanced around the field and lowered his voice and said to the Qilin King: "The Qilin King should know that if too many people know about some things, it will only cause trouble. It is not easy for the Tianyuan clans to live in such a prosperous age.
Besides, the demons are now causing chaos and disrupting Tianyuan in order to stabilize people's hearts. There is no need to mention some old things at this time."
The Qilin King sneered and said with great disdain: "Humans are still like that, can they pretend not to see by covering their eyes?
Earthquakes in the Qingji Mountains are becoming more and more frequent. Can you pretend not to know about it? Do you have to wait until something is impossible to do before you open your eyes and see that you can't deal with it?
When that time comes, will the human race regret not making efforts earlier? Humph, it seems that you humans are very good at deceiving other races, and you are also very good at deceiving your own people."
Minami Junichi was not angry at the Kirin King's rude words. He pursed his lips and did not answer. The look on his face was solemn, as if he was also thinking about something.
When Master Mingzhiyuan was talking to the Qilin King, he looked very secretive, as if he had some big secret that he couldn't tell?
He couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart. An earthquake in the Qingji Mountains? He remembered that he had experienced one when he first arrived at the Saintess Mountain, and that time it scared the sleeping little white tiger awake.
But what is the relationship between the earthquake in the Qingji Mountains and Tianyuan Martial Arts? Judging from the tone of the master's words, it seems that there is something important that cannot be known to most people.
Although King Qilin was talking to Nan Chuyi about the secrets of Tianyuan Martial Arts, it was also related to the progress of his own Martial Arts, so Ming Zhiyuan had to guess more.
Seeing that Nan Chunyi didn't answer, King Qilin stopped talking about the matter and said with a slight disappointment: "At this time, it is not only about the martial arts of your disciples, but also the martial arts of Tianyuan Continent and the safety of the Tianyuan race.
By cultivating demonic energy as a human being, he may be the key to unlocking the secret realm. If the human race didn't even dare to try, they deserved to be trapped in this place for thousands of years, cut off from the inheritance of martial arts.
Those human races who dared to work hard to seek immortality are now extinct. What’s left are just some people who are living on their last breath and deceiving themselves.”
After saying that, he shook his head and walked out without saying hello.
Nan Chun turned to look at Ming Zhiyuan and sighed slightly. Ming Zhiyuan's heart moved and he opened his mouth to ask, but Nan Chun said: "Zhiyuan, there are some things that I can't tell you unless
Everyone who knows agrees, so you don’t need to ask. When the time comes for you to know, I will naturally let you know.”
Master Mingzhiyuan also refused to talk to him, so he had no choice but to take the pretty white girl out of the main hall and return to his small courtyard.
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Since Ming Zhiyuan brought Liangzi and Bai Niu to the Jiuyan Defense Line, he has barely cared about them. Liangzi is doing his duty as an uncle with all his heart, taking Bai Niu to the edge of the sand sea every day.
, teach Bai Niu to hunt or capture sporadic demon spies who come to inquire for information.
On this day, Ming Zhiyuan was refining elixirs. Bai Niu suddenly ran in with a devil in her mouth, and ran around Ming Zhiyuan in a show of force, showing him the half-dead devil in her mouth.
Several sergeants were chasing behind them, and they saluted Ming Zhiyuan one after another. Ming Zhiyuan hurriedly asked him to put the demon down.
The devil had already been bitten by Bai Niu with holes all over his body, but Bai Niu just didn't bite his vital parts.
Bai Niu found him at the edge of the sand sea. The demon was hiding under the sand and wanted to run away after being discovered. Bai Niu caught him, bit him several times, and deliberately let him run away several times. Bu bit him back again, over and over again, like a cat playing with a mouse, until there was only one breath left.
The demon was lying on the ground, dying, looking at Bai Niu with fear and anger in his eyes.
Ming Zhiyuan called a few sergeants to tie up the demon. General Hai Qianmian heard that Bai Niu had captured a live demon spy and came back with his people. He was ready to interrogate him and see if he could find out. It would be better if the human traitors placed by the demon in the city could be interrogated and punished in the demon's lair.
It's not that demons have never been caught before, but those who were caught had extremely strong personalities and refused to speak. They were basically tortured to death. What's more, when they knew they couldn't escape being captured, they would Looking for an opportunity to commit suicide.
Recently, it has been difficult to catch demons alive on the edge of the sand sea defense line, but attacks on small groups of human patrol sergeants still occur from time to time.
Hai Qianmian urgently needs some information about the demons, otherwise it will always be passive defense and human beings will be lost every day.
A few days ago, a lone third-level monster was surrounded and killed by demons on the edge of the sand sea. This incident also made the Qilin King extremely angry. At this time, he also hurried over.
The demon-catcher was tied up so tightly that he couldn't even commit suicide. When he was first discovered in the sea of sand, he saw that it was just a fourth-level monster, so he didn't take it seriously at all. I want to catch this monster and go back to ask for credit.
Bai Niu has lived in Saintess Mountain for many years and has long since lost the aura of monsters in her body.
This demon should be unlucky. After several tests, he discovered that it was a monster. It was already too late to run away. Bai Niu also wanted to play, and deliberately acted like she and the demon were equally matched, time and time again. To give hope to the devil, it wasn't until he had enough fun that he remembered and asked Ming Zhiyuan to take credit.
Even though he was played to death by Bai Niu, the devil still refused to speak. Hai Qianmian had no choice but to lift him away and grind him slowly to see if there was any hope.
After Hai Qianmian left, King Qilin stayed and looked at Nan Chunyi who was thinking about the elixir recipe in Ming Zhiyuan's alchemy room. He slowly walked over and said to Nan Chunyi: "Alchemy God, since I have something to do, If you can’t let your disciple know, can you take a step to speak?”
Nan Junyi woke up from his thoughts, looked at King Qilin and remembered what King Qilin said about Tianyuan Martial Arts before. He couldn't help but frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go outside and talk."
Upon hearing this, King Qilin immediately walked out of the alchemy room and leaped out of the general's mansion. Nan Chun handed the elixir recipe written in his hand to Ming Zhiyuan and said, "Make it according to this, I will come back and take a look." After that, he walked out.
Ming Zhiyuan looked strange. He didn't know what these two were going to say, but they actually avoided him? Is it about his martial arts?
Nan Chunyi and King Qilin took advantage of this step to talk until evening. Ming Zhiyuan had been refining the elixir in the recipe, with his own thoughts in mind, but the refining was not satisfactory. When Nan Chunyi came back, he saw that it was unprecedented. He scolded Ming Zhiyuan.
Ming Zhiyuan didn't know what Qilin King said to his master. The old man was obviously not in a good mood when he came back. He had never scolded him before.
After Nan Chunyi scolded Ming Zhiyuan, he stopped talking and just sat in the alchemy room and meditated.
Ming Zhiyuan looked at his master's serious expression and did not dare to disturb him.
I sat on the other side, meditated on the ground, calmed down, and reflected.
Reflect on the fact that my mind is not calm enough and I get easily flustered when things happen.
Is this interruption today making me unable to concentrate on alchemy?
Whether it is alchemy or martial arts, there are too many elements of luck in my journey. I am diligent and down-to-earth and practice hard. My instability of mind is the biggest flaw in my character.
Many times we are not afraid of making mistakes or having flaws. What we are afraid of is not knowing where we are wrong or where our flaws are?
Ming Zhiyuan sat on the ground meditating. After reflection, he warned himself again and again.
Then he started to circulate his demonic energy and stepped up his cultivation. What he lacked was the foundation. He was promoted too quickly, relied too much on external things, and had a weak background.
The daily cultivation operation is to be carried out a few times if there is time. If there is no time, forget it.
While the demonic energy was circulating, his five senses sensed his inner organs everywhere along with the demonic energy. Everywhere, little by little. Until the Dantian, a round object with a slightly shiny luster stood quietly in the Dantian.
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At this time, there are faint waves of demonic energy following the circulation of the demonic energy, wisps and threads.
Ming Zhiyuan's five senses were at their best at this moment, and he could almost intuitively see that the inner elixir was like the glistening moonlight, and the demonic energy emitted had its own path, following the demonic energy running through the meridians and gradually gathering.
The demonic energy that is running also gradually grows stronger, slowly converging from a first-rate stream into a river, changing from a slow flow to a rapid torrent, rushing through the meridians throughout the body.
Gradually, the river of demonic energy became more and more turbulent and faster, causing a faint feeling of pain as it rushed through the various meridians.
Ming Zhiyuan felt something was wrong. Could it be that he was about to reach the third level peak?
The demonic energy gathered more and more, and the speed of scouring the meridians increased. From the beginning, half a stick of incense lasted a week, and in the end, it lasted a complete week in almost a few breaths.
Ming Zhiyuan already knew something was wrong. He wanted to slowly restrain the demonic energy and end his practice, but at this time he couldn't help but control it. The demonic energy was running almost as fast as lightning. Mingzhiyuan only felt as if his limbs and five internal organs were being squeezed.
A sharp arrow brushed through it until its internal organs were in tatters.
He really wanted to sound a warning to the master who was sitting on the side meditating, but at this time he couldn't even move his tongue, let alone sound a warning.
Ming Zhiyuan's mind was in a trance due to the pain. He knew in his heart that he must not be confused at this time, so he just gritted his teeth and persisted in enduring the severe pain of sharp arrows brushing against his bones and piercing his heart.
At this time, he was in trouble and could not open his mouth. He could not even open his eyes.
Ming Zhiyuan was extremely panicked.
No, what's wrong? Ming Zhiyuan just felt that he had forgotten something?
Trying to keep his mind clear, what's wrong? In a flash of lightning just now, he clearly knew something was wrong.
What is it? What exactly is it?
The thoughts that flashed through Ming Zhiyuan's mind were no slower than the speed of the demonic energy washing away.
The torrent of demonic energy washed through the five internal organs and meridians like lightning, causing severe pain to penetrate into the heart, bones and marrow...
What exactly is it?
What exactly is it?
Every second at this time seems to be magnified, lengthened and relaxed...
Ming Zhiyuan only felt that his limbs and five internal organs were about to be broken through and destroyed by the rapidly surging demonic energy...
If this continues, he will only explode and die.
No... I can't just die like this. I can't just be so aggrieved that my body will explode due to my own cultivation.
Do you regret this moment?
There was an old and simple voice with only three words: "Do you regret it?"
Regret? Regret what?
Do you regret your reckless step into practicing magic?
Countless faces flashed through Ming Zhiyuan's mind, including his grandfather, father...even Lao Dai...
In order to take revenge, I embarked on the path of demonic cultivation without considering the consequences. Do you regret it?
No...I don't regret it, and I will never regret it. As long as I can take revenge, it doesn't matter whether it's the devil's way, the ghost's way, or the human way...the way I can take revenge is the way I must take.
Ming Zhiyuan was fighting internally, but there was really nothing strange about his appearance.
Nan Junyi sat aside, still thinking deeply.
Ming Zhiyuan could sense that Master was sitting next to him, less than two feet away. He was shouting in his heart, Master, save me...save me...Master, help me...
Ming Zhiyuan tried hard to move his tongue, but the muscles on his face didn't understand.
Panic, unwillingness, sadness, fear, bewilderment...all kinds of emotions were mixed in his mind.
What did I just forget? What was it? I remember this is important.