The monk in the gray wolf mask seemed to be interested in speaking, and whispered mysteriously to Lingchu, "Then you came at the right time, and the stand you chose is the most exciting one."
Lingchu raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and there was indeed a trace of curiosity in his eyes. In line with the monk in the gray wolf mask, his tone was full of asking for advice, "Oh? I would like to ask fellow Taoist to clarify my doubts."
Xu Shilingchu's attitude of asking for advice made the monk in the gray wolf mask feel happy, and he readily agreed and said, "The two people here are not simple. One is called Thousand People Slaughter. Well, that's right. It’s the monk as strong as a mountain.”
The monk in the gray wolf mask pointed at the giant bear-like monk, "Thousands of people slaughtered the inanimate. This thousand people slaughtered, they have fought more than eighty times in the arena below, and they have only lost two. And in all the battles he has won, he has never survived without an opponent! I heard that this monk was born in the ordinary army, and he was a man who fought among thousands of troops. He followed the way of killing and attacking, and he practiced physical cultivation. Fa, the Dantian contains an evil spirit, and what is important is to condense the evil spirit for killing people. The more evil energy is condensed, the more powerful it will naturally be."
The way to refine the body, the method of body cultivation, the method of condensing evil spirits to refine the body, this is the first time Lingchu has heard of it.
Physical cultivation is not considered the mainstream in the world of immortal cultivation, especially in the state boundaries under the leadership of Taoist sects.
Taoist cultivation internally refines spiritual energy and realizes the great ways of heaven and earth. Physical cultivation cultivates external muscles and bones and seizes the creation of the physical body.
The path taken is very different.
As for the method of physical training, I heard that there are also methods of internal and external physical training.
Come to think of it, this so-called accumulating a breath of evil spirit and using it to refine the body should belong to the internal body refining method among the body refining methods.
"In this world, evil spirits are also different. This thousand-person massacre monk seems to be carrying the evil spirit of blood." Ling Chu's eyes flickered with spiritual light, falling on the tall monk below. Under his eyes, the thick spiritual energy moistened his eyes. The thick evil spirit stained the blood, "If you do this, I'm afraid your hands will be stained with a lot of blood."
The monk in the gray wolf mask glanced at Lingchu approvingly, but he didn't expect that his neighbor knew a lot.
He nodded immediately, with a hint of admiration in his tone, and a bit of inexplicable meaning, "This is where the title of Thousand People Slaughter comes from. You need to rely on this evil energy to build the foundation. Without thousands of lives under your hands, how can you gather such strength?" So much."
There are many types of evil spirits between heaven and earth. For example, when Lingchu was in Wanfen Mountain, it was considered a kind of evil spirit, a Yin evil spirit. Another example is the evil spirit that comes from the ground and is called Earth evil spirit. And this was obtained by killing people. The evil spirit is called the blood evil spirit, which is the bloodiest evil spirit among the evil spirits in the world.
Of course, this kind of evil spirit, used for killing, is also the best among evil spirits.
And this blood evil aura is naturally very different between mortals and monks.
Lingchu's eyes fell on the Thousand Man Tu with clear eyes. Before the foundation was established, it was the most convenient and quick way to charge among the mortal troops and condense the blood evil energy on the battlefield. However, when it came to establishing the foundation, In terms of cultivation, even a mortal who has killed thousands of armies and horses may not be as good as a hundred monks.
This underground arena is the only place where these thousands of people can be slaughtered in large numbers without any problems, killing monks and condensing evil energy to refine their bodies.
If it were outside, this method of killing monks would probably be regarded as evil practice.
At that time, I am afraid that I will be hunted down by the righteous monks and put a reward on my head.
It is normal for monks to kill people. Even righteous monks will kill each other for profit, benefits and other reasons, but they never kill for the sake of killing.
Therefore, Lingchu was not hostile to Thousand People Tu's cultivation method. At least, Thousand People Tu did not kill indiscriminately.
However, Lingchu still didn't like this method of cultivation.
For Lingchu, if it is not necessary, there are many kinds of evil spirits.
"Then the opponent of Thousand People Slaughter is very dangerous, isn't it?" Lingchu's eyebrows remained unchanged, but his tone revealed a hint of curiosity.
The monk in the gray wolf mask shook his head, smacked his hands together, and said enigmatically, "If the opponent is simple, how can this battle be called the most exciting?"
"The tall, thin white-masked monk opposite, the monks in the arena call him White Ghost! His movements are strange and unpredictable, like a ghost, and, have you ever seen his hands?" Gray Wolf Mask The monk praised him, and when he talked about the rising point, his legs, which were originally placed neatly, were all crossed, and he held his thighs with both hands and moved closer to Lingchu.
Lingchu moved slightly to the side without leaving any trace, but remained motionless and just nodded.
Seeing the fellow Taoist next to him nodding, the monk in the gray wolf mask continued, "Those hands are comparable to high-grade magic weapons! With one claw, the monk's body may be cut in half. According to rumors, the white The ghost's hands are practicing an extremely cruel secret method, which is to use the hands as magic weapons to refine them! Think about it, the pain of being burned in the fire more than once, tsk tsk."
Lingchu had also heard of this secret method of refining a part of his body into a magic weapon, but this was the first time he saw it.
"This White Ghost has also played more than fifty games and only lost seven. In total, the winning rate is not as high as the Thousand Man Tutu. However, the two are equally ruthless. This White Ghost's men There are not a few defeated generals who were torn into two pieces by his claws, and those who had their arms and legs broken are indispensable."
The monk in the gray wolf mask talked about the achievements of the two men with great interest, and Lingchu's figure hidden under the black cloak paused slightly.
Under the mask, the elegant face is covered with shadows.
Is Master trying to trick her?
Is this for her to hone her sword's murderous intent? This is for her to learn how to save her arms, legs and life, right?
Lingchu couldn't help but touch the red rope on his wrist, and thought about his Tao body carefully. He didn't know if his Tao body could be repaired after breaking his arms and legs.
Seeing that Lingchu didn't speak, the monk in the gray wolf mask wanted to continue to say something. Before he could speak, a deep drum sound resounded above the stands. The drum buzzed and spread to this place. When it was at the outermost part of the stand, it was blocked back by the invisible formation, causing the sound of drums to only echo in this stand.
"Hey, it's started, it's started, I can't wait for a long time!" The monk in the gray wolf mask was happy. Although he stopped talking with some unfinished thoughts, his eyes looking towards the stage were full of excitement.
Old man?
Lingchu turned his head and looked at his neighbor, taking a closer look at the monk in the gray wolf mask for the first time. A ray of spiritual consciousness that had not been used until now floated out slightly.
Before a ray of spiritual consciousness came close to the monk in the gray wolf mask, the monk waved his hand in excitement and directly waved away the ray of spiritual consciousness. He turned his head and glanced at Lingchu. Through the mask, his half-smiling eyes fell on On Lingchu.
"Little girl, focus on watching the fight."
Lingchu's eyes narrowed, and his face was slightly condensed.
