Lin Yige suspected that the bunch of blood-winged black mosquitoes that Feng Qingqing killed were most likely transformed by Huanxi Sect disciples.
Ying Xiaoxing listened to her talking to herself and agreed deeply: "Yi Ge and I have the same view. Master Feng probably killed the mosquitoes without much thought."
Lin Yige gently scratched his cheek and asked in confusion: "But...why did Master Mosquito leave behind a technique that allows people to cultivate into blood-winged black mosquitoes?"
"The Mosquito Taoist's body is a demon, and the ancient ancestors are animals. How can she allow the beasts in her eyes to practice the demon path with her? It would be much more reasonable to imagine that the Mosquito Taoist and millions of blood-winged black mosquitoes try every means to cultivate human form."
"Wait, I'm a little confused." Lin Yige raised his hand to stop Ying Xiaoxing from continuing, and said doubtfully, "Since the Mosquito Taoists regard the ancient ancestors as animals, humans who cultivate the demon Tao and demons who cultivate the human race are all in line with the human race. , what’s the difference?”
Ying Xiaoxing has also given lectures to the disciples of Wenxin Academy, and he can be said to explain things in simple terms and with great patience.
She paused for a moment, then gave an example and said: "A person cultivating the Way of Demons is like someone raising a thin dog and a brood of chickens. One day, the thin dog spoke human words and asked someone to treat it as his own brother. And give him half the chicken."
Lin Yige was thoughtful and suddenly understood that if the ancient ancestors practiced the Demon Way, the Mosquito Taoists would definitely not be happy if they had an evenly matched opponent and lost half of their resources.
"The demon cultivating humanity is like a certain person who, through observation and practice, acquires the same speed and sense of smell as a fine dog, and finally hunts a hare. The mosquito Taoist probably wants the blood-winged black mosquito to imitate the meridians of the human race, and finally become like the human race. Not afraid of the cold.”
Wen Zongyi was listening and nodded unconsciously: "It sounds very reasonable. And the news I got before was that the ancient sky-swallowing technique left by Taoist Mosquito was improved by the ancestor of Huanxi Sect and became suitable for human practice."
Ying Xiaoxing played with the black and white blue and white spiritual jade slip, and while thinking about it, he said: "To practice the ancient sky-swallowing technique, you need to perform the technique twice on each of the arms and legs twice in each great week, which may correspond to the blood wings. The wings and three pairs of legs of a black mosquito.”
Hearing this, Wen Zongyi felt even more incredible and guessed: "It seems like it was the Patriarch of the Huanxi Sect who reversed the technique, right?"
"Reversal... you can also say that. In short, the Sky Swallowing Technique can easily get out of control. You just saw what it looks like when it loses control."
If the monk loses control while practicing the Heaven-Swallowing Technique, the monk will swallow up all the aura, vitality and origin that can be used within a certain distance around him, especially the vitality and cultivation of the same bloodline.
Lin Yige's heart moved and he asked: "So, how many lives must these Huanxi Sect disciples have on their hands?"
In other words, the disciples of the Huanxi Sect are not innocent at all, but are they the best "sword grinding stones"?
If she could meet and fight with several Huanxi Sect disciples, it would be of great help to her recovery.
Ying Xiaoxing handed the jade slip of the Taikoo Heaven-Swallowing Technique back to Lin Yige and affirmed: "Even someone like me who often tests the technique has lost control. The Huanxi Sect disciples have lost control more or less several times. And the number of times they have lost control is getting more and more. The more humanity is lost, the easier it is to lose intelligence and become a high-level monster."
She raised her eyebrows, looked at the female cultivator who was in the early stage of Yuan Ying and could barely use the killing sword, and asked: "What, Yige, are you planning to eliminate harm for the people?"
Lin Yige took the blue and white jade and put it away, and said without hesitation: "If you can really meet a disciple of the Huanxi Sect and eliminate harm for the people, you should do it easily!"
"What's the use of saying this? The Huanxi Sect disciples have long since disappeared." Wen Zongyi poured a large basin of cold water on the side.
"Didn't Wen Mengyue also practice this technique? She can also be considered a disciple of the Huanxi Sect." Lin Yige glanced at him and said coolly, "Maybe Wen Zongsi and his sons also practice this technique."
Wen Zongyi looked disapproving: "If they had practiced the Heaven-Swallowing Technique, would they still be at the level they are now?"
Wen Zongsi failed to attack the golden elixir several times, and he is still at the peak of the foundation building period; among his sons, only the eldest, Wen Zhongqing, has acquired the golden elixir and once served as a steward in the Wen family.
Among the direct nephews, Wen Caiwei, whose father did not love her mother and whose grandmother disliked her, became the most outstanding one.
Lin Yige didn't answer, and simply turned around and asked, "Chang Geng, do you have any way to lure out Chong Xuanzi?"
Ying Xiaoxing thought for a while and then affirmed: "If you can capture alive a disciple of the Huanxi Sect who has transformed into a high-level blood-winged black mosquito, you might be able to pull out the radish and bring out the mud. The one used by thousands of blood-winged black mosquitoes The soul comes from the same soul, and it is not difficult to trace the source with these clues and finally find Chong Xuanzi."
Wen Zongyi was a little puzzled and said: "Why are you so sure that Chong Xuanzi will practice this ancient sky-swallowing skill again?"
Since the ancient Heaven-Swallowing Technique has many shortcomings, why not join a serious sect and practice down-to-earth?
Ying Xiaoxing seemed to have heard some big joke and sneered: "People who have taken shortcuts will most likely choose shortcuts again if they do it again."
As she said this, she didn't know what she thought of, and she sighed and said: "It's really hard to change people! Let's just say that you have been in love for a hundred years. If you hadn't grown a beard and changed your mind, how could Master Wu Lan have had a 'hundred-year relationship' with you? "
Wen Zongyi immediately turned down his face and said dissatisfied: "Ying Xiaoxing, just say what you want, it would be unkind to use me and Master Wu Lan as examples!"
Lin Yige saw this and joked: "I don't know who it was back then, who swore that he would never be emotional in this life?"
…
After studying the Heaven-Swallowing Technique and discussing how to find Chong Xuanzi, the three of them couldn't help but talk about the past when they made friends by chance when they were just starting out.
At that time, they happened to be in the stage of becoming gods, Wen Zongyi had not yet taken over the Wen family, Ying Xiaoxing had not yet been revered as a great scholar, and Lin Yige was practicing with the sword.
No one expected that the friendship between three people with very different personalities could continue to this day.
The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with colorful clouds.
Ying Xiaoxing drank the amber spirit wine in the white jade cup and stood up, preparing to leave.
Wen Zongyi put the purple ink, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and gold and silver belongings together in a storage bag, handed them to Ying Xiaoxing, and said: "It is inconvenient for Lin Yige and I to interfere when you go to the mortal world to establish a girls' school." They are all worthless mundane things, so don’t be polite to me.”
Lin Yige didn't hold back, and just said solemnly: "If you have anything to do, just ask. The same goes for the green bamboo sword talisman. You can use it as you should."
Ying Xiaoxing was already three-thirds drunk, and seven-thirds bold from the spirit wine. She took the storage bag, clasped her fists at the two of them and said, "Love is always there in the mountains, see you later!"
He doesn't look like a Confucian scholar at all, but more like a general about to go into battle to kill the enemy.
However, if Ying Xiaoxing wanted to start from scratch and establish an independent girls' school that was not controlled by Wenxin Academy, it would be like going to the battlefield alone.
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