Passing the news to the principals of the Xuanmen, the sect leader asked Jing Xuan, "What do you think of these two evil obstacles?"
” Jing Xuan pondered: "I haven't dealt with the two of them much.
But in terms of strength, it should not be inferior to the disciples. ” "What about his brother?"
"It's not inferior in terms of qualifications, but if you really fight, it must be Qinghong's junior brother.
I'm afraid that my junior brother will be soft-hearted, after all, this can be said to be the only magic obstacle on his cultivation path.
After Jing Xuan lamented Qinghong's bumpy fate, he added: "At present, the only advantage of junior and junior is time.
You also know that it is difficult to rise in the Demon Gate.
Therefore, Ji Feichen lost the opportunity at the beginning, and his foundation was not as strong as that of his junior brother.
But after becoming the Demon Ancestor's heir, he will catch up quickly.
The method of demon gate refinement is a first-class means of Xuanzhengzhou. ” "Nonsense!"
When the sect master heard this, he immediately rebuked and said, "What kind of first-class secret technique, such a big sequelae, how can it be comparable to the supreme authenticity of our Xuanmen?"
” The Demon Gate pays attention to the art of refinement, and the cultivation time is far shorter than that of the Xuanmen.
In the great cycle of cultivating a disciple in the Xuanmen, they can cultivate a lot of cannon fodder of the same strength.
Although the foundation of the high-level level will be cut off in the future, the powerful power obtained temporarily will give the Demon Gate a strength that cannot be underestimated.
Even some Xuanmen scum will choose to use the Demon Gate Refinement Technique to enhance their strength and extend their lifespan when they are forced to do so.
"After all, the left side of the door is not into the stream!
Remember, you must not covet the cultivation of demonic skills in the future and fall into the evil way!
” "Disciple understands."
Jing Xuan immediately changed the topic: "By the way, Master, what to do with this video?"
” "Keep it, after all, this is the few we know about them.
Under the protection of the Demon Ancestor, we can only collect information little by little.
If......
If your brother is still here, that's fine. ” The sect master's expression was a little regretful.
In order to combat the arrogance of the Demon Gate, in order to get first-hand information from the Demon Gate, and avoid the people from being endangered.
Xuanmen once sent undercover agents to the Demon Gate.
However, under the huge difference between the turbidity and the two qis, they were all pulled out by the demon gate.
Not long ago, at the Ten Thousand Demons Conference, how many undercover immortals were killed by the Demon Gate?
Because of this, the Taiqing Sect lost a lot of people.
"Master, what if we send people to the Xuanmen again?"
The head of the sect looked Jing Xuan up and down and shook his head: "The candidates sent not long ago were all found out by the Demon Gate.
Except for Guangwei Pailuo Yao, who escaped, everyone else died. ” Even Luo Yao, if it weren't for Ji Feichen's coincidence, I'm afraid his life would not be guaranteed.
In this embarrassing situation, how can Xuanmen continue to send undercover agents?
"That's it, it's not your turn to worry about these things.
With the Taiqing Spirit Talisman in hand, he quickly left.
In the blink of an eye, the sect master put on a serious expression and ordered Jingxuan to go back to the underground palace. …… On the other side, the people of the Demon Gate came to Tianyeze.
Through the night of eternal darkness, the disciples entered the Black Holy Sect to meet Wu Xian.
Wu Xian saw that the disciples of the Barbarian Sect were lacking in yang qi one by one, and their expressions were haggard, so he ordered: "Come here, take them to the residence, and by the way, bring them to the disciples of the Barbarian Sect to prepare witch medicine and help them replenish their vitality."
In addition, Ji Feichen stayed. ” Wu Xian specially left Ji Feichen and took him to a stone tower.
This tower is seven levels high, and it has a similar taste to Ji Feichen's Nine Heavens Xuanjin Dragon God Tower.
But the whole body is dark, and it is made of a special material that Ji Feichen can't name.
"Your ancestor put you here with the old man.
So, you shouldn't be dissatisfied when the old man sends you to do something, right?
” Ji Feichen lowered his eyebrows and said, "You have a deep friendship with your ancestor, and you are another elder of Feichen.
Even if you speak, as long as the juniors can do it, you will do everything. ” "Well, that's good."
Wu Xian nodded in satisfaction, he pointed to the stone pagoda and said, "Then you will live here for the next few days." ” "Here?
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Where is it?
” "This is the Uta of our Black Saint Sect, a place for retreat and practice.
But this pagoda has not been used for a long time, and there are still some classic materials in it.
When you turn around, you help clean it up. ” Nominally, let Ji Feichen clean it up, but if Ji Feichen touches these materials, can't he learn the spells of the Black Saint Sect?
Ji Feichen showed joy: "Thank you, Lord Wuxian!"
"Where is this to let myself work, it is obviously a great opportunity.
"I originally felt that my dragon body had a very simple approach.
I happened to study in the Black Saint Sect. ” Wu Xian sent Ji Feichen into the tower and left, letting Ji Feichen rest in this seven-story black pagoda by himself.
There are still many more in this Uta in the Sky and Night of the Black Holy Sect.
Each of the Utas has a great wizard who is very profound.
These great wizards communicate with heaven and earth, raise ghosts and gods, and are comparable to the human immortals of Xuanmen.
They left all kinds of cultivation experiences here, and they scattered them on the ground casually.
Ji Feichen held the Demon Dragon Hammer, surrounded by two black dragons composed of weak water, and carefully patrolled in the Uta Tower.
Uta is first and foremost a place of hospitality.
From the second floor, it is the real abode.
Speaking of which, the structure of this kind of Uta is similar to that of the Xuanmen Sanshan Pagoda.
It seems that there are traces of the same origin as my Nine Heavens Xuanjin Dragon God Tower.
Could it be that these pagodas are all modeled after my Xuanjin Pagoda?
Ji Feichen muttered to himself and walked up to the second floor.
As Wu Xian said, it's a mess.
On the second floor, there were rolls of animal skins scattered on the ground, twisted and twisted on them, and the secret spells of the Black Holy Sect were written in ancient characters.
Civilization is developing step by step, in the ancient barbaric period, the human race from ignorance to civilization, the first writing was kept by the sorcerers who sacrificed to the gods and demons.
The Black Saint Sect inherits the customs of the ancient witch sect, and the atmosphere in this regard is extremely ancient.
"Ancient witches?"
Ji Feichen's face was embarrassed, he didn't know much, but he really didn't know much about Wu Wen.
Although Peng Shaoyu taught him at the beginning, after all, he had a short study day, and then he had not been in contact with it for a long time, and he had already forgotten it.
Simply, there is a black book in addition to these animal skins, on which is the comparison between the Great Hung seal and the ancient witch script.
With this book, Ji Feichen can barely decipher these witch texts.
Roughly speaking, these inscriptions were recorded by the original owner of Uta.
It is written about the mystery of witchcraft.
"Wizards manipulate the power of heaven and earth with spells.
The spell is the sound of heaven and earth, the rhyme of the avenue, and the medium of controlling the law. ” On the hides, they are roughly written down at several levels of the spell.
There are categories of mantras, mantras, and mental techniques.
He can touch the heavens and the earth with his sound, he can control his vitality with his movements, and the advanced spells can make the heavens and the earth change according to his own mind with a single thought in his heart.
This is the level of supernatural powers.
The core of the Black Saint Sect's spell is to evolve into a supernatural power.
"This is the same principle as the Taoist technique of Xuanmen."
After all, the barbarian human race in ancient times took several paths after emulating the gods and demons.
The Qi Refiner and the Black Saint Sect were both inherited at that time.
The source of each other is the same root.
"However—" Ji Feichen looked at one animal skin, grabbed another one casually, and looked at it: "The Xuanmen Dao Technique needs to urge the mana by itself, and then attract the power of heaven and earth.
But the Black Saint Sect seemed to have borrowed strength from the Black Sky to reduce its own consumption. ” It's a nice inspiration.
When fighting, it is a great advantage to be able to accumulate small amounts and reduce the loss of mana.
An hour passed, and Ji Feichen roughly sorted it out.
On this piece of animal skin, some spells of the Black Saint Sect were recorded, some were superficial, some were obscure, Ji Feichen gestured for a while, shook his head and gave up: "These things are of little use to me."
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Superficial spells can be replaced by similar spells in the Netherworld Sect.
The more advanced ones are not understandable according to my basic skills. ” Leaving these things behind, he continued to walk up.
On the third floor, there is tea and witch medicine.
However, these things have long been washed away by time, and they have long since lost their original appearance.
There is a thick layer of tea dirt accumulated in the clay teacup.
There were also dried medicine jars and semi-finished products that were rotten and smelly.
Quickly stepping through this layer, Ji Feichen entered the fourth layer.
This layer is the white bone witch weapon and other magic weapons and evil treasures.
There are even vessels made from living people.
"The most annoying thing in my life is blood sacrifices."
Ji Feichen hated this kind of atmosphere in the Demon Sect very much, and the Black Saint Sect was the leader in this regard, and it was the first on the blacklist in Ji Feichen's heart.
Jump over right away and don't look at these things.
Further up, except for the fifth layer, which can be entered, the sixth and seventh layers have been sealed by spells and cannot be approached for the time being.
So, Ji Feichen stayed on the fifth layer to study witchcraft.
This floor is home to incense burners and futons, apparently dedicated to retreat.
Time passed, and Ji Feichen spent most of his time in Uta studying witch spells, except for Baba who ran to ask Wu Xian for peace every day.
Most of the others were injured, and they were recuperating in their residences one by one.
Only every evening at dusk, everyone gathers together to discuss how to deal with the Yunxiao Immortal Mansion during the dinner party.
Moreover, after the golden autumn and August, people from the Demon Gate came to converge one after another.
In addition to the Ten Demon Gates, there are also some scattered demons who live in seclusion in the southern frontier among these people.
There are a few of them, which are the troubles caused by Jing Xuan and their killing of the evil gods.
On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, everyone was having fun on the night and night.
Zheng Qiong took out a picture of a beauty, and many beauties with painted skin surrounded the demons to prostitute themselves.
Ji Feichen and Wei Qingchen sat by a bluestone and drank.
"Brother Wei won't go over to play?"
"Excuse me."
Wei Qingchen's face is still a little sallow, and the vitality of the past few days has been short, and he has not made up for it so far.
And the other disciples of the Barbarian Sect also thought of what happened that day, and they showed fear one by one, silently pushing away those beauties.
Even Luo Qingyi's invitation was rejected by them.
Tianya stiffened his little face: "These people, who knows what kind of femme fatale is under the skin!"
If you don't go, don't you suffer again, isn't it cheap!
” Seeing this scene from afar, a smile appeared on the corner of Ji Feichen's mouth.
"It seems that Hall Master Zhumu has left a lot of shadows on your junior brother."
"Don't talk about him.
Let's talk about the two guys next to Zheng Qiong.
Wei Qingchen changed the topic, and the wine glass pointed at the two people beside Zheng Qiong.
Ji Feichen glanced at it and said, "There are three saints and seven monsters in southern Xinjiang.
The Three Sages naturally refer to the Yin and the Nether, the Black Saint and the Bright Yang.
But the Seven Monsters are seven earth immortal-level existences that are not in the Demon Gate, but they are extremely difficult to provoke.
Not long ago, Jum was one of them. ” "Oh?
So, there are six more beings like Zum?
” "That's right, but these people are hidden in the world, and they are bent on comprehending the Great Dao of Heaven and Man, and they don't show their heads outside at all.
This time, it was also the Xuanmen who deceived people too much, so they were provoked. ” But Rao is like this, and there are only two old monsters who send people out.
The other four people are still living in seclusion in the mountains and have never taken action easily.
Wei Qingchen looked at the two men who were talking nonsense with Zheng Qiong and the others at the banquet, and said disdainfully: "Just the two of them?
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” "Just the two of them, don't underestimate them.
The red-robed man on the left, his name is Beitang Hong, he is the descendant of the old monster of Rongtian, it is said that he is good at the fire of yin and yang, and can melt all things in heaven and earth.
The guy on the right with raw meat wings on his back, his name is Nangong Yi, and he is the son of a shemale.
His father was a bald eagle. ” Wei Qingchen looked at Beitang Hong and Nangong Yi, these two people are also human immortals, but they should only be at the level of "Dingdao" in the realm.
"Look, it's not a cause for concern."
"Not to worry about?
What if they carry an Earth Immortal Heavy Weapon?
Ji Feichen said cautiously: "Be careful, don't provoke them anyway."
Otherwise, they won't buy you and me.
The identity of the ancestor is useless to those old monsters. ” "I can save it."
Wei Qingchen responded drunkly.
After speaking, he went up to greet Zheng Qiong, and tested the depth of these two guys by the way.
"It's a stubborn temper that doesn't listen to persuasion."
Ji Feichen was helpless, and watched Wei Qingchen shake hands with the two.
Then provoke when shaking hands, and secretly fight with the two of them.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to get involved, so I'd better find an excuse to leave.
Otherwise, Wei Qingchen would definitely drag me into the water when I turned around. ” So, Ji Feichen pretended to sober up and secretly ran out for a walk by himself.
On August 15, the full moon is in the sky.
There is also a rare silver glow in the sky above Tianye Ze, illuminating the calm inky lake.
Ji Feichen treaded the water and walked on the water casually.
"It is said that August 15 is the night of reunion.
But who can I reunite with here?
"Don't talk about yourself, just say that the original owner of this body is also dead.
Suddenly, a thick fog rose from the surface of the lake, and wisps of cold breath spread out of the lake.
"Netherworld?"
Ji Feichen was startled in his heart, and faintly saw a figure in the mist.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the legend about Tian Yazawa.
"It is said that Tenyazawa is an entrance to the Netherworld.
On the night of the full moon on the fifteenth day of each month, you can see the dead in the netherworld and talk to your deceased relatives. ” "Have you seen that?"
"I'm with my brother, and my parents aren't dead, how can I see my relatives?"
Ji Feichen remembered the fragments of memory in his mind, and suddenly strode over: "My relatives are not in this world at all, so who can I see?"
” Through the mist, the black dragon opened the way and saw a small iceberg not far away.
In front of the iceberg, there was a young man with a pale face.
His face was like white paper, almost confused with the white robe on his body, only those shining eyes were looking at Ji Feichen.
"Peng Shaoyu?"
Seeing this person, Ji Feichen's heart stirred.
Isn't this person his best friend in the past?
Peng Shaoyu, Ji Feichen's life-saving benefactor.
It was his first and only true friend or brother after Xuanzhengzhou.