The transformation of Yuelun Jianwan is far from over. The lines where the evil spirit condensed expanded to the end and automatically united. Yuelun Jianwan turned into a bright moon. This time, it was almost six feet in size and had occupied Bai Qi's body. In the space on this side, Zihong had no choice but to stop practicing and retreat to the corner.
The evil lines on the bright moon gradually turned into a familiar pattern to Bai Qi, which was the picture that concealed the sword intention of killing immortals.
The picture not only shows the sword intention, but also the real sword energy. Yu Linling inspired it and easily killed three golden elixir monks who were much more powerful than her.
There is a bright moon, misty rain, but no one can feel the slightest bit of poetry.
In the dim moonlight, the scholar turned his head and smiled at Bai Qi. Bai Qi's hair stood on end. Is this man going to be resurrected?
Can compose poetry when drunk
Angry eyebrows
Kill less than a hundred people
Killed more than 100,000 immortals
The scholar's voice was clear and clear. After reading this short poem, he no longer looked at Bai Qi. He just stood with his hands behind his hands, giving Bai Qi a familiar back.
He killed less than a hundred people and slaughtered more than a hundred thousand immortals!
Bai Qi could hear the infinite pride in these two sentences.
He disdains killing, but likes to kill immortals.
Bai Qi wanted to destroy Yuelun Jianwan immediately. With the Nilin Spear, it was not difficult. But he was attracted by these two poems, immersed in them, and couldn't extricate himself.
The senior brother is masculine and powerful, the scholar is arrogant, and the senior sister is generous and plain. What about you? What is your path?
What kind of demon was the Qing Emperor back then?
"Junior brother, what was that just now!" Zihong also saw the image of the scholar and was very surprised. It was not a weapon spirit, nor was it a spiritual sustenance, but it could speak and was vivid.
"It's the sword intention of killing immortals."
"Immortal Killing Sword?"
"Um."
"But I've never heard of it." Zihong shook his head. What she had learned was not mixed. Immortal Killing Sword is a less popular swordsmanship, and few people are willing to practice it. A master of swordsmanship like Zimei Zhenren will not practice unique swordsmanship. Swordsmanship will come at a huge price.
Bai Qi put away the Moon Lun Sword Pill and didn't say much. He temporarily had the Seven-Star Demon-Suppressing Spear and the Moon Lun Sword Pill. He had all the weapons at hand, but the only difference was his Taoist realm.
Suppress the Immortal Killing Sword Intent as much as possible, otherwise it will turn its back on you.
Thinking of this, Bai Qi laughed. His temperament was to be free and unrestrained. Because the things he had experienced were too depressing, he was a little lost.
No matter what the original Qing Emperor was like, he would not imitate him. The monk knew that there was only one me in the world, but he thought too much. No wonder it was difficult to improve his state of mind.
It would be best to find the master. If everything is fine, then go to trouble with the Yedi Sect. At least you need to regain a blessed place and restore your scale-reverse spear to an immortal weapon. As for destroying the Yedi Sect? I don’t have that ability. , and I have no such plan.
What the human king Wei Qingchen said is right. Heavenly Court wants to regain control of Zhongzhou. With a temperament like his own, he is more likely to conflict with Heavenly Court. If he becomes an immortal in the future and is forced to go up and fight for Heavenly Court, then it will be a disaster. What a tragedy.
"Senior sister, how is your cultivation going?"
Zihong said calmly: "If you want to cultivate the golden elixir, you can't do it boringly here. Moreover, to reach the state of returning to the void, you need to consume a considerable amount of vitality."
"Well, it doesn't matter. I also plan to go down into the well. The scale-reverse gun can absorb enough evil energy and transform it into what you need for practice."
"Don't be anxious, it will take at least two or three years." Zihong remained calm. She was very satisfied with her condition. After practicing Taoism for less than a hundred years, she would have the opportunity to become a monk in the Void Return Stage. Such a speed, in the fourth century
It is also considered fast among the big sects.
Bai Qi was not in a hurry, and his own cultivation speed even surpassed that of Zihong. With the Qing Lei Gang Yuan provided by the Reverse Scale Spear, he could practice Taoism extremely quickly.
Gradually, seventy-two talisman seeds in the three Dantians were condensed. All Bai Qi lacked was his realm. As soon as his realm was reached, these Taoist skills would improve.
Over the past few months, Bai Qi continued to hone various Taoist techniques, and he had more than a thousand reverse scale crystals stored in his Dantian. If these reverse scale crystals were used in battle, one piece would be enough to support Bai Qi for a whole life.
Days of consumption. There is no other Qi practitioner in the world who can store such a massive amount of vitality in his Dantian.
Therefore, Bai Qi's Taoist training has never considered restoring vitality. Now he also understands that the scale-reverse spear is a heaven-defying thing. At least before he achieves the immortal position, he does not need to consider the lack of vitality.
Now, in order to avoid the Yedi Sect, I hid in the Earthly Evil Yin Vein controlled by the Luofu Sect. In the future, when my strength is high, I don't need to be afraid of being chased by the Yedi Sect. There will not be too many places like this in the world.
Even if you don't have a sect, you can still practice. Originally regarded as a treasure, Bai Qi now consumes nearly two pieces of the reverse scale crystal in a day, without even thinking about storing more.
Unknowingly, the ninth chapter of Qing Lei True Explanation appeared. In Bai Qi's strange space, there were only hundreds of floating words. Bai Qi didn't recognize any of them, so he could only intuitively learn from the complex and mysterious words.
I can feel an extremely huge idea in the words.
Bai Qi smiled bitterly, this is what Qing Emperor left behind.
As long as the Yin Shen is strong enough, he can absorb these hundreds of words and advance to the middle stage of becoming a god.
Originally, Bai Qi thought that his Yin Shen was absolutely unique among monks of the same level, but when faced with the ideas contained in these hundreds of words, Bai Qi did not dare to interpret even one of them.
A monk's Yinshen, at its worst, can contain millions of years of civilization information. A mere few hundred words contain the birth and death of countless epochs since ancient times.
What kind of cultivation level does this Qing Emperor have that he has such a powerful Yin Shen in the realm of transformation into gods?
No wonder, the ghost god Jie Ao wants to quickly gather the beheading generals on the God Conferring Stage. It turns out that as long as there is a powerful Yin Shen, he can indeed command millions of magic soldiers. Even if these magic soldiers are at the golden elixir stage, they can't resist this.
A tremendous strength.
At that time, the Qing Emperor's demonic body was created by nature, but Bai Qi had to transform it later. There was a huge difference. So at that time, the Qing Emperor could only cultivate Yin Shen, but Bai Qi had to take care of both. Even if he had the scale-reverse spear in his hand,
Bai Qi also felt tremendous pressure.
After the Yin God, there is the Yang God to practice, the Killing General and the Conferred God are nine levels high, and the Scale-Reverse Spear needs to be advanced to become an Immortal Weapon.
Any one of these series of difficulties is enough to make people collapse.
It's true, life is short.
Bai Qi let out a long sigh, not out of sadness, but determined to go into the well and take a look.
"Senior sister, this scale-reverse spear will stay here to protect you, as well as the golden body of the Bodhisattva." Bai Qi thought about doing it, and Zihong was stunned. According to her plan, it would take at least two years before she could do it.
Advance to the extreme level of divine transformation, even hit the golden elixir realm, and achieve the position of returning to the void.
"Junior brother, are you having trouble practicing?"
"good."
"Junior brother, there is no shortcut in cultivating Taoism."
"If I don't take shortcuts, I may not be able to enter the middle stage of divine transformation in another three to five thousand years." Bai Qi said with a wry smile.
"How is it possible? That Nine Heavens Purple Fox Seal..."
"Senior sister, to be honest, I have practiced the Qing Emperor's demon clan skills and there is no turning back. Yes, Master passed down the instructions, so I can practice the Tao methods in the Nine Heavens Purple Fox Seal, but the Qing Emperor's true inheritance is in my body.
If you ask me to give up, I can’t do it!”
When Bai Qi said this, his voice was a little high-pitched, but still calm and without any decisive meaning.
He is not being cruel, but has already made a decision. Zimeizhenren's Taoism is certainly not bad, but the temptation of the Qinglei True Solution is something that no qigong master can refuse. If there is no Anti-Scale Spear, that's all.
But with the Anti-Scale Spear in hand, Bai Qi refused to give up no matter what.
If you become an ordinary immortal and ascend to heaven, it will be difficult to survive in heaven.
Becoming the second Qing Emperor is enough to be proud of the nine heavens.
Bai Qi was also stimulated by the Immortal Killing Sword Intent. Although his biological father was cold and cold, his arrogance was heartbreaking. And the scale-reverse spear, after it was cut off by Bing Jiejian, even the spirit of the weapon died.
Although he was dead, he still remained unyielding and struggled hard to return to the realm of the Immortal Soldier.
Qi refiners go against the will of heaven, and any talk of conforming to the will of heaven is nonsense.
Zihong also knew this truth. Seeing that Bai Qi had made up his mind, he said: "In that case, you are carrying the Yuqing Divine Thunder and you don't have the Anti-Scale Spear. I'm really worried."
"Well, I will go for a month or two at most to explore the Earthly Evil Yin Vein. If I find it, I will come back and get the Reverse Scale Spear." After Bai Qi said that, he stood up, collected the demon spirit gourd, and drilled out.
Stone chamber.
Seeing Bai Qi's lonely figure, Zihong also sighed. Bai Qi already had the shadow of his senior brother on his body. Are all monster monks like this?
Bai Qi left the stone room where he was hiding, turned around, and came to the empty cave.
In the middle of the cave, the well platform made of jade was dark, like a black hole in the endless starry sky. Bai Qi tightened his tight-fitting Qingdi clothes and took out the seven-star demon-subduing gun. He had never taken out the seven-star demon-subduing gun, but he held it in his hand today
, he discovered that the seven star stones in the spear were also absorbing evil spirits, but they were not as domineering as the scale-reverse spear. After absorption, they were also used to transform the gun body.
The demon spirit gourd was suspended directly above his head, and Bai Qi was ready to summon the ghosts and gods Jie Ao at any time. Logically speaking, there would be no living beings in the Yin Veins of Earthly Evil, but since Jie Ao was born in Jie Sha, Bai Qi had to guard against it.
The mouth of the well was wide, so Bai Qi jumped in.
As soon as he entered the well, Bai Qi felt trembling all over his body. With the experience of Chapter 9 of Qing Lei Zhenjie, Bai Qi understood that this was the thought of the demon monk from back then that remained in the well. The monk's soul was destroyed and he didn't even have the chance to reincarnate.
None, but just this thought made Bai Qi feel like he was facing a monk like the Human King.
Suddenly, it had dropped to a depth of more than a thousand feet.
Two hundred feet is one mile, and one thousand feet is five miles deep. Bai Qi was horrified. He was so oppressed by the momentum that he didn't even use any Taoist skills to fly. If the well hadn't been deep enough, he might have fallen to his death.