If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

"This matter is simple to say, but it is actually complicated. It is related to a secret."

Feng Qingque had also experienced insatiable madness. Although her heart was pounding and she was restless, she didn't dare to mention anything, and said honestly.

He set up a small formation casually, put Cheng Siqi down without hesitation, and arranged the Xuanjianzong disciples one by one back to the original position holding the sword Rishi, his eyes passed the double-headed tiger's flattering and cautious smile, looked at Feng Qingque, and said lightly "If you don't want to be hacked to death, come in."

He paused, then laughed: "The secret... is it the secret of your monster clan, or the secret of the cultivation world?"

The hesitation in Feng Qingque's eyes froze.

He was slightly startled, and after a fixed glance at Wuhen, Fang stepped into the formation and said in a low voice, "It seems that you have guessed something..."

As she said, Feng Qingque looked up at Cheng Siqi who was holding a sword and frowning, and smiled inexplicably, "But it's too late, even if it's stripped..."

A wisp of bloody smell suddenly wrapped around his neck.

Wu Yan sat down cross-legged, tapped his knees, and smiled: "Delaying time and waiting for rescuers is not very effective. Fat chicken, I advise you to stop talking nonsense when I am hungry. For a person who has not had a grain of rice for several months For humans, the temptation of grilled chicken is great."

The dangerous breath could hang him to death almost instantly, Feng Qingque's calculation was revealed, her face froze, and the corners of her mouth were pulled dryly.

"What I'm saying is true."

Feng Qingque's voice was tight, he didn't want to be buried with a crazy monk, "You should have read the Tonggu Dao Zang. It is recorded in it that whenever the spiritual energy in this spiritual world we are in is exhausted, a catastrophe will come. , intended to cleanse the realm, recuperate, and wait for the recovery of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"This is not a wild rumor, but a fact."

Feng Qingque sighed: "Before moving from the mortal world to the current realm of comprehension, it was a harbinger of a catastrophe. The Tianji Sect of your eight immortal sects used the lives of three elders to figure out a way out, and that is Choose the person who takes the ultimate path as the master of the catastrophe... You will know this if you conceive a baby early, because under the Nascent Soul, all are ants, and I am afraid that they will not even have the strength to fight in the catastrophe."

Insatiable listened quietly, without speaking.

Cheng Siqi frowned, "What kind of calamity is this catastrophe? The sky is falling?"

"do not know."

Feng Qingque shook her head, "Tong Gu Dao Zang doesn't have any description about the catastrophe, it only said that it was a big cleansing, and there will be no living beings in the spirit world, so there are no superfluous words."

"The Ultimate Road..." Cheng Siqi's eyes darkened slightly, and he pursed his lips and said, "Does the Devil Slayer Road count?"

Wu Yan tapped his fingers on his knees, and looked at Cheng Siqi's handsome profile, a little surprised.

But he still didn't open his mouth, because he guessed a lot of things at this moment, which made his heart feel extremely heavy as if he had been hit by a boulder.

"Of course."

Feng Qingque didn't seem to know that what Wuyan cultivated was the Demon Slaying Road, so she thought it was Wuyan's little concubine who asked casually, and said bluntly: "The Demon Slaying Road is the road to immortality, far from being comparable to other extreme paths, but walking It’s just as difficult as it sounds.”

"However, which path of practice is not dangerous? The reason why many sects list the path of killing demons as a forbidden path is because no one knows how to take it. If you choose other paths...for example, most of you sword cultivators take the The Way of Slaying, as well as those of the Tianji Sect, follow the way of Tianyan. Like these roads, there is a clear direction, and if you walk in this direction, you will be impartial and will never go astray."

Feng Qingque glanced at Wuyan secretly, and seeing that he didn't stop, she coughed lightly, and continued: "From establishing the foundation and choosing the road, to Jindan, Yuanying, leaving the body, and even transforming the gods, Mahayana, and crossing the catastrophe, It’s all a step-by-step improvement on this road.”

"This perfection needs a direction, just like all other roads. But the Road to Killing Demons has no direction."

Feng Qingque frowned slightly: "What kind of road is it, and what is the real success in killing demons, no one really knows except those who practice it. Some people say that the road of killing demons is not a road, but It is a road that no one has ever explored before, a road that was opened up by myself in the struggle against inner demons."

"This road is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed."

He shook his head, "Now almost all sects in the cultivation world have banned it, no one dares to try it."

No one dares to try?

Cheng Siqi's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the harmless innocence twirling the beads beside him, thinking, that's right, a bald donkey is not a human being, how can there be such a good-looking person?

Wuyan didn't know that Cheng Siqi was secretly coveting his beauty, so he just looked up at Feng Qingque and said, "The one who cultivates the ultimate path is the Lord of Response? Ten thousand years ago, the spiritual energy in the mortal world was exhausted. Could it be that in these ten thousand years, you No one who should be robbed has found out, just waiting here to steal my treasure?"

Feng Qingque was taken aback for a moment, but when she realized it, her teeth were hurting, and she glanced at Cheng Siqi.Cheng Siqi's face did not change, but his neck was red, and his whole body exuded a sweet stench.

He struggled to ignore the insatiable twitching tone, and said: "Different races need different lords. However, the news spread is that people need three lords for cultivation, namely Buddha Lord, Sword Lord, and Spirit Lord. And the demon cultivator needs the demon master, and the demon cultivator needs the demon master."

"Thousands of years, the human race has not found the other two except the spirit master. And our demon cultivators have already found the demon master... well, that is, the wind master in the previous storm and thunder."

Insatiable interrupted him: "But the wind master is dead. So you want to snatch the sword master."

Feng Qingque opened her mouth, was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "That's right. The death of the Wind Lord is a mystery, and it is not something that Nascent Soul can spy on. Although the Wind Lord is dead, the Robber Lord is indispensable. The remaining three Venerable Lords and Several Supreme Elders planned to snatch Renxiu's sword master."

Feng Qingque didn't need to say anything, Wu Yan had already guessed the joint.

Cheng Siqi was chosen as the target by the demon cultivator because he practiced extreme kendo and was the young master of the Xuanjian sect, one of the eight great immortal sects.

Enter the world, reincarnate, and go through hardships.In the end, on the day when the sword is successful, the demon soul lurking in the body at the moment of forming the alchemy influences the mind and mind, and completely becomes the master of the demon cultivator.This is the abacus of the demon cultivator.

It's just that there are still many things that are unclear and weird.

But at this time, Cheng Siqi hadn't formed the alchemy yet, so he couldn't restore his memory. If he continued, he might wake him up, so Wu Yan had to give up for the time being, and the most important thing was to seize the time to strip the demon soul from Cheng Siqi's body.

"Okay, let's talk about the demon soul first."

Wuyan stopped Feng Qingque's next words with his eyes, frowned and said: "The Melting Blood Pill has been taken, and the demon soul should be gone long ago. When did you make a move again?"

Feng Qingque said helplessly: "I'm just a little Nascent Soul, how do I know how the lords did it?"

"do not know?"

Seeing that Wuyan's eyes turned cold and he was about to do it again, Feng Qingque hurriedly said, "I don't know how to do it, but I know how to peel off the demon soul! I know what you said about the Fusion Pill. If he had taken it, it must have already been peeled off." However, he still has the spirit of a demon, which means that either the Melting Blood Pill is fake, or the situation of swallowing the pill was wrong."

The efficacy of Rongxue Pill has been tested tirelessly, so it is impossible to fake it.And the situation of swallowing at that time...

Wuyan suddenly remembered the little fox who saved him from Siyuan in Zhaowen Temple before he recovered his memory.At that time, the little fox was injured, and when he returned to the house, Cheng Siqi also had wounds.

And the little fox was not real, and Cheng Siqi was asleep at that time... Could it be that there was something wrong with the nightmare in the Demon Saint Secret Realm?

"In the second case, how to peel off?" Wu Yan asked.

Feng Qingque said without hesitation: "Let him go back to that situation, show the demon soul, and just melt it."

Returning to the nightmare of the Demon Saint's Secret Realm?

The endless ice field is easy to come in and difficult to get out. Now that they are trapped here, how can they just leave?Besides, the outside world could only be more dangerous than here.

He was contemplating with frowned eyebrows when Wuyan's arm was suddenly touched. He turned his head and saw Cheng Siqi pointing at the Xuanjianzong disciples beside him.

"They became like this because of the nightmare in the Demon Saint's Secret Territory." Cheng Siqi whispered, "Can you get it on me?"

Wuyan's expression froze: "So that's the case. I thought they were sick again, but I didn't expect it to be a nightmare..."

Cheng Siqi glanced over, these sword masters are really sick?

"That's just right. I will protect the law for you, and I will solve this trouble today."

Thinking of a way, Wu Yan immediately got up without delay, and came to the relatively normal Pei Luqing, glanced around him a few times, and reached out to grab him.

A trace of black air was held between his fingers and pulled out from the top of Pei Luqing's head.

Cheng Siqi and the two-headed tiger were still low in cultivation, so they didn't understand what this meant, but Feng Qingque was terrified when they saw it.That nightmare contains the power of rules, if it can be drawn out so easily, then why do murderous people like Pei Luqing and the others have to suffer so much?

To be able to use the power of rules before actually conceiving a baby is such an understatement.

Feng Qingque rejoiced in her heart that even though what she said before was concealed, it was not half a lie.Otherwise, I'm afraid it will really change the roast chicken.

"Is this the power of nightmare?"

Cheng Siqi looked closer, was silent for a while, then looked at Wuyan, "If I do something stupid later, you must stop me."

"rest assured."

He kissed the corner of Cheng Siqi's eyes in a reassuring manner, and then pressed the power of nightmare into the center of Cheng Siqi's brow.

Isn't it just like being a rock and learning how to crawl like a snake?With him around, nothing really happened to Cheng Siqi.However, such a wonderful picture of the Sovereign Day stone is still very valuable for collection.

When the nightmare entered his body, Cheng Siqi's eyelids dropped heavily, and he stood there dumbfounded.

Wuyan backed away a little, and under the strange gaze of Feng Qingque and the two-headed tiger, he took out a photo stone from the storage bag, and prepared to record the beautiful moments of Master Cheng Shao.

But just as soon as it was activated, before it could aim at Cheng Siqi, it was suddenly held down by a small snow-white paw.

Cheng Siqi was still standing there, but the snow-white little fox ran out at some point, jumped on Wuyan's arm with his short legs, and knocked off the photo stone with his paw.

"Prodigal stuff."

Wu Yan grabbed the little paw and squeezed it, "That thing is expensive with hundreds of spirit stones."

The little paw struggled dissatisfied, but was pinched comfortably, and soon limp and motionless.

Even the owner with small claws came down obediently, clamped Wuyan's arm with his two hind legs, and blinked at Wuyan with two watery fox eyes exposed in the white fluff.

I can't stand those straight eyes the most.

Wuyan felt helpless, and was about to make up his mind to directly restrain Cheng Siqi's transformed demon soul, when suddenly there was a wet feeling on his arm.

He was stunned, and saw that the little dumpling was rubbing his arm between his arms without knowing the sky.

There was a hint of powder in the snow-white fluff.

The little fox's whole body was sticking softly to Wu Yan's arm, whimpering and whimpering, the tune out of his throat was sweet and greasy, and a fluffy tail kept entwining around Wu Yan's wrist. The tip got into the palm of Insanity's hand, making it unbearable to scratch.

I can't bear to laugh or cry.

It is said that nightmares will inspire the deepest obsession in the heart. Could it be that Cheng Siqi's obsession is the Japanese arm?

"Little bastard."

Wuyan was tortured by the little fox until his scalp became numb, and he pinched the back of the little fox's neck to tear the little sticky cake open.But the little fox seemed to be aware of Wugan's intentions, his wet eyes showed a look of grievance, and he looked at Wugan pitifully.

Wuyan remained unmoved, but before he could move, he was suddenly bumped into his arms.

Cheng Siqi, who was standing originally, dodged and rushed over.

The author has something to say: Photo Stone: I am blind.

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