On the third floor of Piaoxue Hall, Ye Canghai held the ancient book "Xuan Bing" with magical powers in his hand, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes.
"Xuan Bing!"
Ye Canghai flipped through a few pages of the ancient book and curled his lips slightly, "What is this copy! Is this also called Xuan Bing?"
Ye Canghai's eyes became more misty, and the pictures in his mind returned to a long, long time ago.
He suddenly chuckled, "Old Popsicle! Once, you used a mysterious ice technique to freeze for seven thousand miles. You beat me so hard that I couldn't fight back! If you were still in this world now... I would have to hurt you again. Let’s have a good fight!”
After Ye Canghai finished speaking, he couldn't help but think of Chu Feiyan in the battle just now. The chill brought out by the spiritual power she used obviously had the aura of Xuan Bing. In fact, Ye Canghai decided to take away Chu Feiyan, not only because she was a person with strange pulses, but also because of the mysterious ice aura on her body.
"It seems that your self-created magic is about to reappear in the world. The Qi Pulse One has the most yin energy in the world. It is the most suitable to practice your magical power!"
Ye Canghai suddenly thought of something, and the smile on his lips became thicker, "If that little guy can reach your original state in the future, wouldn't I be able to fight Xuan Bing again!"
"Hey, it's impossible! Then we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey!"
Thinking of this, Ye Canghai threw the ancient book aside casually, "There is no more Xuan Bing in this world!"
He picked up Can Xue's magical power and looked at it a few times, "This Can Xue is also a complete mess! Sanye is really a mediocre person!"
Ye Canghai patted Can Xue's ancient book in his hand, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "This Can Xue's magical power can be regarded as one of the best in the world of cultivation. But it was used by the little bastard with spiritual power. Old Popsicle, if you When my wife finds out about this, will she stamp her feet in anger? Hahaha..."
Ye Canghai laughed out loud, as if the popsicle in his mouth made his wife unhappy, which made him feel particularly comfortable. "That wife of yours is really not that good. She stood idly by and watched the bloody moon in the West Sea! Sooner or later, I will settle this account with her."
At this moment, there was a thumping sound coming from the stairs on the third floor of Piaoxue Hall. Pei Feng rushed forward panting.
"You have such a great talent! Make me wait for you!"
Pei Feng is in trouble. After burying his master, he rushed over without stopping. No matter how fast, he would need to use the teleportation technique. But after all, he was asking for something from someone, so he naturally didn't dare to refute anything. He could only laugh along and swallow the bitter water in his stomach.
Ye Canghai jumped slightly and sat on the stone platform where three books of great magical powers were originally displayed. There were runes flashing on this stone platform, and the runes held three magical powers in the air. But when Ye Canghai sat down, all the runes on the stone platform suddenly dimmed.
Three ancient books also fell onto the stone platform. Ye Canghai casually put aside the three magical powers with a look of disgust on his face.
Pei Feng saw all this in his eyes and frowned tightly. These three ancient books are the most precious treasures of his sect. Even though Ye Canghai saved everyone, he shouldn't be so disrespectful to their sect.
Pei Feng suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Senior, the three ancient books on it are treasures that have been passed down by our Wuwei Taoist sect for thousands of years. Why are you doing this?"
"Bah! Only fools like you would treat this piece of junk as a treasure."
Pei Feng's anger could no longer be suppressed, and he couldn't help but raise his voice by three points, "These three magical powers were left by the ancestor to our younger disciples. Our seniors may look down upon them, but to us they are of great significance. extraordinary."
Ye Canghai said quietly: "Little bastard, are you dissatisfied with me?"
Pei Feng remained silent.
"Xuan Bing, Can Xue, and Ting Yu. These three forms of faith and magic are indeed extraordinary. Even if they are placed in the Holy Land of Cultivation in the North, they are also the three strongest forms. But these books..." Ye Canghai patted the stone table. The ancient book, "It's just bullshit!"
Ye Canghai continued: "Most of what is recorded here is Sanye's own understanding. It's extremely ridiculous! This is not how real faith is practiced at all. Even a monk at the peak of the golden elixir stage, using up all the energy in his body, Even spiritual power cannot bring out even half of the power of magical powers."
Pei Feng was shocked when he heard this.
"Your Patriarch Sanye has only learned a little bit, and the cultivation method he has understood is completely wrong. After using up all his spiritual power, killing a thousand people and damaging himself eight hundred, what if If it’s just a letter technique, then isn’t this letter technique just rubbish!”
"You little bastard, remember this! Using the smallest amount of power to achieve the greatest destructive power is the highest secret of magical power and martial arts. Can Xue was used like that by you, and I am ashamed of you."
Pei Feng was scolded by Ye Canghai, but what Ye Canghai said was actually the huge dilemma he was facing. Although the magical power of faith is extremely powerful, it consumes too much spiritual power. The disadvantages of using magical power to fight are obvious. The biggest fear is the large number of people on the other side. For the current Pei Feng, he would rather fight a soul monk than three golden elixir monks. The reason is simple. If he uses his magical power, he can kill a strong man in an instant, but then he will have to face the dilemma of insufficient spiritual power.
Therefore, Ye Canghai's words touched on Pei Feng's pain points.
"Please give me some advice, senior."
"Guide? Do you think I am a free teacher, or your free bodyguard? I only promised Lao Zamao to help you break through the golden elixir stage. The rest of the things are all given to you by me. You are not satisfied yet. ? You still want me to teach you how to practice faith? You little bastard, you have a better idea!"
Another scolding. But Pei Feng now understands a little bit of Ye Canghai's temperament. He ignored the curse.
He muttered to himself: "There are rumors in the clan that faith skills surpass all magical powers. If it has such big drawbacks, it will definitely not have such a high evaluation. If it is not driven by spiritual power, is it soul power? But if it is soul power If so, it will inevitably consume a huge amount of energy, no, it’s not soul power either…”
Pei Feng whispered to himself, which naturally fell into Ye Canghai's ears, and his eyes changed slightly. He nodded slightly and didn't say much.
He thought to himself: "Old bastard, I'm going to finish the thing you entrusted me with. I, Ye Canghai, will repay your love. But you still hide something from me. Pei Feng will finally release the big bang from his bones." The formation contains the true power of reincarnation. It seems that the 'Reincarnation Map' that I have been looking for for many years is in your God Clan! You kept it from me and left it to this kid? You have to give me an explanation for this matter!"
Ye Canghai thought of this and suddenly said: "Boy, do you know why I call you 'little bastard'?"
Without waiting for Pei Feng to answer, he continued, "I, Ye Canghai, will never give people random nicknames without any basis. This is my principle. I call you 'little bastard' because you are a bastard to begin with."
"you!"
"Your father is a human, but your mother is a god. Then why do you say you are not a hybrid?"
Pei Feng was furious and retorted: "Aren't the divine tribesmen human beings?"
"Hey, it's really not the case! How can a human live so long? The Gods are not humans at all, but monsters!"
"You are the monster!" Pei Feng was completely angry. No matter how Ye Canghai insulted him, he could bear it now, but if Ye Canghai insulted his dead tribesmen, it would have touched his reverse scale.
"Hey! This is not what I said. I, Ye Canghai, have never been like some people who like to make up lies. This is what your ancestors told me personally. The Gods are originally a clan of demons. You said it yourself, demons and What are the children that humans give birth to?”
Pei Feng's eyes were already red, and he wished he could swallow Ye Canghai alive to relieve his hatred.
"What can you call the child born to a demon and a human? Since you don't like 'little bastard', that's fine. I have other good names. What do you think of 'demon'?"
Pei Feng's fists clenched loudly.
"Otherwise... 'shemale'?"
"I'll fight you!"
When he heard the word "shemale", Pei Feng completely lost his mind. Anger immediately overwhelmed him. He punched Ye Canghai.
Ye Canghai watched with a smile as Pei Feng used teleportation three times in a row, and the punch landed in front of him at the same time.
This scene was very similar to the scene in the woods outside Qingzhou City, except that Ye Canghai was already prepared for Pei Feng's teleportation. This time he would not let Pei Feng touch even a corner of his clothes.
Pei Feng's fist hit an inch in front of Ye Canghai, and he felt that his body was imprisoned by some strange force. His mind suddenly became clear at this moment.
Who was he attacking? That is a top monk who can make the world change color just by releasing his pressure! He is one of the people on the ceiling of this world.
Pei Feng knew that he was blinded by anger, and it would be completely self-humiliating to attack such a monk. However it was too late.
He saw a wicked smile on Ye Canghai's lips.
"Little bastard. I gave you good fortune, but you want to do something to me. If you are so ignorant, even if you are an old bastard, I, Ye Canghai, won't give it to you today!"
As he spoke, he stretched out a big white and tender hand and patted Pei Feng on the forehead. His hand fell very lightly, like an elder caressing a junior lovingly. But it was this gentle, white, big hand that made all the pores on Pei Feng's body open in an instant.
He felt that an unprecedented aura of death enveloped his whole body. Even when he faced Lei Hong, the Withered Bone Ancestor, the killers of the Seven Kills Sect, and even the ghost doctor, he had never felt such a strong sense of death. meaning.
The instinct of his body told him that when this hand fell on the top of his head, he would definitely die. But his body was already imprisoned, and he could only watch the hand fall.
In an instant, a huge force came from Ye Canghai's white and tender palm, pouring into Pei Feng's body from his forehead. The meridians in his body were destroyed by that huge force. The golden elixir in his body exploded in just an instant. It was so fried that not even a trace of dregs was left.
Before he even had time to think about anything, his body shook slightly as the golden elixir exploded. Then he fell into endless darkness...
