Xie Haixing originally thought that he would suffer the loss of being mute today, but when he saw the master and apprentice in the future, he would take a detour. Unexpectedly, Zhen Qianqiu seemed to want to restrain him.
He turned around hurriedly and said: "Old man...Master...what else do you want?"
Zhen Qianqiu took out a secret book from his arms and threw it to him, saying: "This is the ancient "Secret Record of Detoxification of the Netherworld". I know that you came all the way to Jiuzhou just to detoxify. Since you have become my disciple , I have to give you a meeting gift no matter what!"
Xie Haixinglan was shocked, and reached out to take the "Secret Book of Netherworld Detoxification", then slowly landed on the ground, sat cross-legged on the spot, and hurriedly opened the secret book to read.
Zhen Qianqiu said:
"In the past seven days of fighting with you, I have noticed that there is a very strong evil abyss in your body. I think you came to Jiuzhou this time to find a way to detoxify it."
"The abyss of evil is caused by improper methods of practicing martial arts and excessive evil energy that swallows up the world. If you don't get rid of it, you can only live for a year and a half at most. So, even if you have unparalleled magical skills, what's the use? "
Xie Haixinglan opened the "Secret Book of Netherworld Detoxification" with a look of surprise in her eyes. Then she knelt on her knees and sincerely kowtowed to Zhen Qianqiu, saying: "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
Ye Zhenfeng watched from the side and thought to himself that I had also heard the name of this Netherworld Evil Lord. I heard that he was not a good person and had a bad reputation all over the world, which made people frightened. The master seemed to like him very much, so he deliberately made things difficult for him. It turned out that he wanted to take this opportunity to give him the antidote.
Zhen Qianqiu said: "As the saying goes, those who do unrighteousness will inevitably die. Although you are a demon, I think it is not easy for you to practice hard, so I am willing to make a move with you today. I hope you will do well in the future. You are a big traitor. It’s best to do less evil things, lest you fall into a place of eternal destruction!”
"Yes! Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
Xie Haixinglan was sincerely convinced this time and willingly knelt down to worship the two of them.
I don't know how many years he has tried to relieve the aura of the evil abyss, and he has tried so many methods, but none of them worked. Now that he has received guidance from an expert, how can he not be truly grateful?
After he stood up, Zhen Qianqiu said seriously: "The reason why I want you to make a blood contract with Zhenfeng is because when the time comes, you will help him conquer half of the country. Since the ancient blood contract is above, I hope you can Compliance with the agreement."
"Master's orders, disciples and grandchildren dare not disobey. Young master, if you can be of use to me in the future, oh... I am a disciple, and I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Ye Zhenfeng smiled awkwardly, then looked at Zhen Qianqiu and said: "Master, I... I don't have the throne to inherit, and I'm not going to rebel to become an emperor. Why do I want to conquer half of the country? Haha!"
Zhen Qianqiu just smiled and said nothing, then looked at Xie Haixinglan and said: "Xie Haixinglan, you can go."
Evil Sea Star Lan bid farewell to the two of them, took away the "Secret Record of Netherworld Detoxification", opened his soul wings, and flew away happily.
Looking at Xie Haixinglan flying far away, Zhen Qianqiu just said to Ye Zhenfeng: "Disciple, as the saying goes, the secret of heaven cannot be leaked. If you and I are master and disciple, I will do more for you to the best of my ability. However, in the future, You still have to rely on yourself.”
Although Ye Zhenfeng didn't quite understand what he meant, he knew that his master was always good for him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of Nangong Qilai.
He also devoted his whole life to his disciples. His two masters were both good people. However, they are also lazy!
I saw Zhen Qianqiu stretching, and then said:
"I've been out for so long, it's time to go back and have a good sleep. Now you have a divine martial spirit, and your cultivation level is already at the eighth level of the You Sect."
"I think given time, you will definitely be able to reach the realm of Emperor Sect. During this period, I will teach you some advanced techniques."
"Since your magic weapon is a sword, I will give you the Heaven-Slashing Sword Technique as a gift. This sword technique is an ancient sword technique with infinite power. If you can learn it well, you will use it for life!"
"Thank you, Master!" Ye Zhenfeng was overjoyed and reached out to take the Heaven-Slashing Sword Art that exuded golden light.
As soon as the book slip was opened, the bamboo slips formed a circle around him, and the phantom of Zhen Qianqiu flew out from inside and began to perform sword skills on the spot.
Zhen Qianqiu said: "Okay, Master will go back to sleep first. You can comprehend it on your own!"
"Yes - Master!"
Ye Zhenfeng stayed in the dream of freedom for seven days, and now he has obtained the martial spirit of an ordinary person for seventy years. In addition, what he has cultivated is not an ordinary martial spirit, but a divine martial spirit that is close to a god. Now, not only has his skill not diminished, but Even more so than before.
With the help of Shenwu Spirit, the last two levels of the Golden Thunder Dragon-Slaying Technique, Nine Dragons Returning to One and Golden Thunder Dragon-Slaying Technique, have also been broken through, and now the Golden Thunder Dragon-Slaying Technique can be used freely. In the following days, he began to devote himself wholeheartedly to the study of Lintian Sword Art.
Ancient swordsmanship: touching the sky to cover your eyes, the blue dragon breaking through the wind, conquering the world, breaking through the clouds, stars falling into the underworld, slashing from the sky, and the pure land of light. The seven-style swordsmanship can aspire to dominate the world of martial arts today. In the way of swordsmanship, it can be said that there is no opponent.
Seeing this, Ye Zhenfeng couldn't help but be filled with joy. Holding the slip in his hand, he murmured crazily: "The seven-style swordsmanship can aspire to be the best in today's martial arts world. There is no opponent in the way of swordsmanship! In this way, this ancient swordsmanship is as good as the sky." Once you master the technique of slashing, you will be able to defeat all the invincible opponents in the world with your sword skills!"
In the Valley of Broken Swords, the setting sun was like blood. Ye Zhenfeng, dressed in black clothes, stood on a huge iron chain. He held the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword in his hand, and with a flash of sword light, he held the Divine Sword and ran quickly towards the front of the iron chain.
The aura of the surrounding broken swords sensed the killing intent, buzzed and vibrated, and then flew out from the soil. Thousands of broken swords were as powerful as broken bamboos, like iron horses, attacking him overwhelmingly.
He waved his long sword and roared angrily: "Nine dragons unite——"
Then he held his sword and flew into the sky. Thousands of swords rained down from the sky, stabbing at him overwhelmingly. The sword in his hand quickly spun, forming a huge tornado, and the remaining sword was swept into the tornado.
Looking at the storm of broken swords in front of him, Ten Thousand Swords returned to his clan. His long hair was flying, and the veins on his forehead were swollen. He raised his head and shouted angrily: "Gold - thunder - kill - dragon -"
Then, he flew into the storm of broken swords, slashed in the air, and the ten thousand swords broke, like a rain of swords, falling into the soil one after another.
Under the setting red sun, a lonely scream erupted from the tomb, and it was like the roar of Yin soldiers. The nine giant swords began to vibrate, and the iron chains under his feet were pulled up one after another. He flew and landed on the ninth giant sword in the middle. .
White birds flew across the sky, and the setting sun was like blood.
The remaining eight giant swords rose from the ground at the same time, like eight giant iron mountains spinning in the air. Finally, the eight giant swords stabbed him at the same time.
He secretly activated the Sword Demon Heart, and the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword in his hand became extremely huge at the same time. He turned around and slashed, shouting: "Slash to the sky - touch the sky and cover your eyes!"
A huge red sword wind slashed at the eight giant swords. The giant swords exuded golden light, but they were all chopped off one by one by this move. Immediately, the blade of the ninth giant sword under his feet also began to appear cracked.
He pointed straight at the sky with the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword in his hand, his robes fluttering, and shouted loudly: "The ancient swordsmanship is really powerful - once this sword is released, no one in the world can compete with it!"
The sound of the wind suddenly stopped, and Wan Jian surrendered.
He stood on top of the giant sword, slowly spilled the wine from the wine gourd into the wind, offered the wine to the soul of the broken sword, and sighed quietly:
"Holding the sword to inquire about the rivers and lakes, slaying the sword to sever the blue dragon.
Breaking through the storm and surging clouds, I walked to the waterless place.
Enjoy the beauty of the world and forget each other in the rivers and lakes.
The world is free and easy, drunk and laughing in the world of mortals. "
… …
Ever since he learned about the power of Lintian Slash, Ye Zhenfeng began to practice continuously.
On this day, he was practicing the Heaven-Slashing Sword Technique in the woods, and suddenly he heard the roar of a beast in the distance, and then the shadows of the jungle trees shook.
He knelt on one knee, stretched out the palm of his right hand, and placed it on the ground to sense. He felt that a hundred meters in front of him, a large number of wild beasts were running towards him. It was estimated that the number was more than a hundred.
He jumped onto the branch and quickly rushed towards the source of the sound, wanting to see what was going on.
I saw that the trees in front of me were knocked down one by one. It turned out to be a group of blood soul beasts running away desperately, as if there were some terrible animals chasing behind them.
Seeing that most of the blood soul beasts escaping were ten-year or century-old blood soul beasts, there were actually a few thousand-year blood soul beasts. He thought to himself, something was wrong, could it be that the one chasing them was a ten-thousand-year-old blood soul beast?
Ten thousand year blood soul beasts are hard to find in the world. So far, he has only hunted two, three green pythons and ten thousand year yak blood soul beasts, and they were dealt with jointly with the help of others. In this case, today is the perfect time to try the power of this divine martial spirit.
He saw that the one hunting the blood soul beast turned out to be a Ten Thousand Years Kunman. He had seen this kind of blood soul beast before. It was during the Qiyao Light Competition, and Nie Shihang had one in his hands.
However, his one was only at the hundred-year level. Compared with the one in front of him, it was simply insignificant and not worth mentioning at all.
Ye Zhenfeng drew his sword and was about to fly down, but unexpectedly, something unknown happened to stick to his face.
"What kind of hidden weapon?" He gritted his teeth and then fainted.
He never expected that he would be knocked unconscious by an unknown hidden weapon when he first achieved his unparalleled magical power. What a bad start!
One after another, the blood soul beasts rushed past it, raising dust all over the sky. Soon the army of blood soul beasts disappeared, leaving only Ye Zhenfeng and the unknown object lying on his face.
He slowly woke up and turned around, twitching his brows, and thought to himself, "Fuck, now I have seventy years of divine martial spirit, and I am still attacked by a blood soul beast?" It would be really embarrassing if word got out.
No, when did the blood soul beast evolve to the point where it could use hidden weapons?
Suddenly, he felt the soft object lying on his face move. It was furry, and it was actually a living thing.
"Ah - what the hell!"
He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the so-called hidden weapon lying on his face, only to see that the guy turned out to be a strange-looking kitten.
It has gray-black hair that looks dirty, and has a pair of small wings under its armpits, a bit like bat wings. It shakes its little head and wakes up from a coma. There is a crescent moon mark on its forehead, water. Wangwang's eyes turned out to be red.
"Ah... what the hell!" The kitten screamed, stretched out its four claws and clawed at Ye Zhenfeng's face.
Fortunately, Ye Zhenfeng had quick eyes and quick hands and threw it away, and his handsome appearance was saved.
He asked: "Hey - what kind of monster are you? How can you talk?"
He looked at this strange-looking cat in surprise. There seemed to be no record of this cat in the "Blood Soul Beast Identification Guide".
