Update time: 20121027 "Master, what do you mean?"
Yunfeng struggled to get up and looked at the old monk in puzzlement and said loudly.
The overbearing and extraordinary sword energy that the other party had just poured into his body not only did not seriously injure him, but it was silent and silent.
The violent and murderous aura that had been entrenched in his body for many years disappeared without a trace.
"It's fate that you and I met today.
Even though I can't help you, I will help you to resolve the hostility in your body.
I also hope that in the future, my little benefactor will be less likely to have murderous thoughts, so that I can accumulate yin and virtue, and my "empty anger" will be here.
Forefathers of all people in the world have thanked the little benefactor."
The old monk clasped his hands and said loudly.
"Masters Xu, Wen, Wu, Lie, and Kong are eminent monks of the "Xu" generation in Fenlin Temple.
A hundred years ago, a Zen staff killed the demon monk Master Xu Ai, who was feared by all the warriors in Tianhao Continent."
Yunfeng looked at it in surprise.
The kind-hearted old monk in front of him said in disbelief.
The great demon "Devil Monk Xu Ai" who was once on the mainland and was regarded as a public enemy by the mainland warriors, the five empires and the monks of Fenlin Temple, now looks like this, which makes Yunfeng feel a little incredible.
"Ever since the day I was expelled from Fenlin Temple by my senior brother, this evil name of Demon Monk has never been called by anyone.
I didn't expect that nearly a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye," the old monk said sadly with his hands clasped together.
"Master, you could have ascended to the position of presiding and commanded the thousands of warriors of Burning Forest Temple to be used by the master.
However, the master was willing to give up the position of presiding and devoted himself to avenging the blood of his family with one person's power.
Although he provoked Those so-called righteous people in mainland China jointly protest The warriors on the mainland only know that the master has killed countless people, but they don't know that the master is a real man of flesh and blood, who will do his best to avenge his family even if he does not hinder the master."
Yunfeng looked at it.
Master "Xu Ang" said loudly.
"Why do you know this at such a young age?"
Xu Ai asked lightly.
"Master Wuchen of Fenlin Temple has the kindness to regenerate the younger generation.
In Fenlin Temple, Master Wuchen once mentioned you, Master, in order to urge the younger generation to let go of the hatred in their hearts and escape from the sea of suffering.
Master Wuchen told the younger generation some things about you.
Master Wuchen doesn’t want to follow your old path again,” Yunfeng said loudly.
"That little kid back then is now the supreme "living Buddha" Wuchen Sword Emperor of Fenlin Temple, and it is no wonder that I have secretly given him many pointers.
I have lived mostly for hatred in my life, and even made big mistakes.
Now that I am living alone, even though I am no longer worthy of the mortal world, I still feel a lot of melancholy in my heart, so I really don’t want you, my little benefactor, to follow my old path again," Xu Nai said loudly as he looked at Yun Feng.
"Master, if I had been told by others today, Yunfeng would have turned a blind eye, but you are the eminent monk of the "Xu" generation of Fenlin Temple, so I will give you a face.
I promise you, Master, today, except for the Shangguan family and the Duanmu family, "The other enemies are only looking for the perpetrator and will never involve any innocent people, but if they want to seek death, then don't blame this junior for being ruthless."
Yun Feng said coldly.
"Little benefactor, let's not mention the Shangguan family for the moment.
Do you know why the Duanmu family can be honored as the first family in the mainland?"
Xu Ai said worriedly.
"Why?"
Yunfeng asked puzzledly.
"Have you ever heard of the holy-level martial arts blood-clothed magical skill?"
Xu Ai said loudly.
"Is what the Blood-clothed Magical Master is talking about the legendary magical skill that can absorb all the other people's years of hard work in cultivation in a short period of time to enhance one's own cultivation?"
Yunfeng looked at Master Xu'an and said loudly.
"I can't tell, but you are very young and knowledgeable.
It is indeed as you said.
The blood-clothed magic can absorb other people's years of cultivation in a moment, and transform it into your own cultivation.
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But it's a pity.
Unexpectedly, thousands of years ago, a "Seven Ultimate Divine Thief" with extraordinary light skills sneaked into the Duanmu Family and stole his magical power from the Duanmu Family.
Later, the "Seven Ultimate Divine Thief" was hunted down by many elders of the Duanmu Family.
Forced to have no choice but to enter the barrier of "Netherworld Mountain" on his own, the first half of the Blood-clothed Divine Art was also divided into two by the elders of the Duanmu Family, and the remaining lower half was taken away.
The "Seven Absolute Divine Thieves" were brought into the Nether World and their whereabouts are still unknown.
But despite this, if the first half of the blood-clothed magical skill can be cultivated, there will be no one on the continent who can defeat it."
Xu Ai said sternly. .
"Master, I want to tell the younger generation that no matter how much I practice, I can't surpass the warrior in the Duanmu family who practices the blood-clothed magic technique."
Yunfeng said loudly.
"Yes, but usually people from the Duanmu family cannot practice the blood-clothed magical skill," Xu Ai said loudly.
"Why?"
Yunfeng asked.
"First of all, there is only half of the blood-clothed magic skill left, and no matter how you practice it, you cannot reach its highest state.
Furthermore, the warriors who practice this technique have absorbed the sword energy of various different attributes from many warriors.
Although they practice it in a short period of time, In order to greatly enhance the strength of , but after a long time, sword energy of various attributes will be formed in his body, and with so many kinds of energy in one person's body, destroying the body of the cultivator day and night, how many people in the world can bear it, in the end Even if you don't go crazy If you die if your meridians are cut off, you will definitely end up going crazy and dying.
The oldest person in the Duanmu family who practices this skill is "Duanmu Hao", who was the peak sword emperor three hundred years ago, and he is just a man.
He only lived to be thirty-eight years old.
Due to various reasons, he died.
The name "Mu Hao" has almost never appeared on the mainland, let alone recorded in the annals of history.
The only people on the mainland who knew about this person were, in addition to the then head of the Shenlong Empire and the head of the Duanmu Family, Liao Liao.
There aren’t many people left,” Xu said sternly.
"The meridians all over the body and the Dantian in the inner abdomen are being wildly impacted by various energies.
This junior can understand the inhuman pain."
Yunfeng nodded slightly and said loudly.
When he broke through the Sword Emperor that day, the four attributes of ice, wind, thunder, and fire were wildly intertwined.
Only those who have experienced it can deeply understand the pain.
"It is precisely because the negative problems caused by the Blood-clothed Magic Art are so great that one of the rules the Duanmu Family has for the head of the family is to strictly order the descendants of the Duanmu Family to practice the Blood-clothed Magic Technique easily, unless the Duanmu Family's life or death is at stake.
Practice," Xu said loudly.
"Master told Yunfeng this today, just because he didn't want Yunfeng to push the Duanmu family to a dead end in the future, so that the Duanmu family would not be forced to sacrifice a talented and intelligent disciple to practice the blood-clothed magic.
By then, the two tigers want to fight, The people on the mainland have lost their lives again," Yunfeng asked.
Xu Ai nodded slightly and said nothing.
"Master's kind words today, Yunfeng will bear them in mind.
Master's help, Yunfeng will never forget," Yunfeng said respectfully, clasping his fist towards Xu Ai.
"I don't want to help you to resolve the violence in your heart today, but I don't want you to act recklessly and harm the people in the world in the future."
Xu Ai said lightly.
As soon as Xu Ai finished speaking, his figure disappeared in front of Yun Feng.
I could only hear words coming from all around the void: "Little benefactor, there is no time to retaliate against each other, why not take a step back to give others and yourself a chance.
All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew, or like lightning.
You should observe them like this." " Yunfeng looked up at the sky and said loudly: "Master, Yunfeng is a mortal in this world.
If he cannot cultivate to a state of no joy, no anger, no sorrow and no suffering, I am afraid he will disappoint you someday."
Seeing that the old monk had left on his own, Jian Ming walked quickly to Yunfeng and said in confusion: "Master, who is this old monk?
Why are you so respectful to him?"
"Except for the disciples of Tianjian Sect, we haven't seen anyone today," Yunfeng said coldly, looking at Jian Ming beside him who looked puzzled.
"Uh, subordinates, you'll understand."
Jian Ming and others were stunned for a long time before they realized what was happening.
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They all raised their fists towards Yunfeng and said in unison.
"Jian Ming, you and the brothers take Wei Tong's head and the plaque of Tianjian Sect to the northwest "Xue Family Fort" and deliver these two things to Xuefeihua in person.
Tell him, just call me the Demon God I hope that in three days, we will be able to Before all the experts gathered at Yuling Pavilion, he should have been able to imagine the consequences if he heard the good news he had given him."
Yun Feng said coldly, and before Jian Ming could answer, he straightened up and moved quickly.
He rushed towards Yuling Pavilion.
"Yes, sir" Jian Ming responded respectfully towards Yun Feng's back
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