After all, Heilian had lived for an unknown number of years, and he immediately recognized the origin of Jin Mang, and quickly sent a message: "I don't know what the current world of cultivation calls this, but in ancient times, this was something that only monks in the transformation stage could master. The artistic conception of power!”
"artistic conception?"
Su Li repeated the sentence and asked: "Is it like the sword intention?"
"Yes... and no! In short, the power of artistic conception is not something you can understand now. This golden light is the artistic conception of the book. If you cannot understand the meaning of the book, you will not be able to break the game and eventually die of blood loss! Be careful! "
Su Li's eyes darkened, and she stared warily at the golden light that would hit from who knows which direction at the next moment.
There are laws for the conservation of all things. The price for the idiot Great Elder Meng Zong to activate this formation will never be too simple, and this formation will not last for long. The only trouble now is... Can she persist in the formation to the end
Tick tock…tick tock…
In the dead silence of the formation, only blood dripped down between Su Li's fingers. Drop by drop, it blended into the formation patterns and spread along the lines. At a moment when Su Li was not aware of it, it gradually eroded the formation, and the original golden formation appeared. The lines gradually turn red until... they turn black.
"Click..."
A slight but harsh sound sounded, and Su Li's ears twitched slightly, "What's the sound?"
She looked down at the ground and her pupils suddenly shrank.
What caught the eye was a demonic red.
With her as the center, the formation was completely eroded within a radius of three feet, and as the blood seeped into it, the scope of the erosion was still expanding!
"My blood actually..."
Su Li's heart was shocked, but she heard a jingle again. She looked up and saw a golden pocket sword rolling down and stopping at her feet. Then it flashed with white light and turned into a book. The magic weapon, but the golden light emitting from it is very dim.
She subconsciously picked up the book magic weapon, and suddenly
boom! !
The phantom of the Holy Formation suddenly shattered, turning into countless fragments and shooting out. Ning Dawei was the first to bear the brunt, and was directly shot into a sieve, and died with a look of shock on his face.
He wanted to know why the sect master who taught him the Liuhe Book Formation actually recognized the enemy as the master when it came to Su Li!
Unfortunately, he had no chance to get the answer anymore.
Su Li glanced at Ning Dawei's body. A burst of white smoke floated from the surface of the body. Within a moment, all the wounds healed on their own. After the scars fell off, no trace of injury could be seen.
After the formation closed, the power of "artistic conception" that Black Lotus said also dissipated. Skin injuries were not considered injuries at all to her physically powerful body.
Weighing the dark gold book in her hand, Su Li's eyes flashed with something strange.
"The feeling of connection between heart and blood? Does this magic weapon recognize me as its master?"
She didn't cast any blood sacrifice spells, and she couldn't find the main body of the formation under such circumstances. How did this magic weapon identify its owner
"Heilian, you clearly said that the artistic conception is extremely difficult to break, but why is it so... now?"
Su Li asked softly, and then she heard a sigh coming from the black lotus ring, and said feebly: "Master, you are extremely smart, you should have already guessed what the reason is, right?"
Su Li was stunned for a moment, then blinked, "I want to hear what you have to say."
This is the first time that Heilian willingly calls her master, is as tall as him and has learned to flatter him. Is it just because he sees the power in her blood
Hearing Su Li's reply, Hei Lian immediately became filled with grief and anger, and said frantically: "Little Su Li, you are so cruel! Do you know how terrifying your awakened talent is? It is a legendary talent among the ghost clan. A generation of ghosts have the possibility of awakening this talent, but since the ancient times of cultivation, no one has ever awakened!"
"talent?"
Su Li spread her hands, her eyes seemed to penetrate her skin and see the blood flowing in her body, "Is this a talent?"
"good!"
Heilian's tone became cautious, "The name of this talent is blood poison! Although the name is simple, its effect is very terrifying, and it has various unpredictable characteristics. For example, little Su Li, your blood poison is currently displayed, It can erode the core of any formation and seize control!"
"And as expected of this talent, as your cultivation level increases, more unpredictable effects will appear, and the toxicity will become stronger and stronger! This is the real horror of blood poison!"
Su Li listened and shook her hands, "Is it blood poisonous..."
What was flowing through her body was so vicious, and she had no idea when this talent was awakened.
"If your guess is correct, your talent was already activated when you broke through the foundation building, but it is invisible. If you are not injured, it will be difficult to detect."
Heilian speculated and continued, "When I first developed spiritual intelligence, I had seen this talent in the ancient records of the ghost clan. Legend has it that there was a generation of ghosts who awakened to blood poison. If he shed a drop of blood, It can poison and kill ten thousand people!"
"The ten thousand people here are not ordinary mortals, but monks with the same strength as him!"
Heilian's tone was cold, "A well-trained Yin ghost body has extremely powerful blood-forming ability. The total blood in his body is enough to destroy all the monks of his generation in the entire Qingshui Realm! Such terrifying talents are ultimately due to the Yin ghost His body was too arrogant and was suppressed by the powerful and disappeared, but the blood poison also became a talent that the ghost clan people extremely yearned for and feared."
Hearing this, Su Li couldn't help but be enlightened, and said softly: "So, my talent is just like the ghost body, and I can't mention it to anyone."
"No!"
Heilian was extremely serious and said in a deep voice: "Little Su Li, you have to remember that even if your ghost body is exposed, your blood poison talent must not be told to anyone. If anyone finds out, they will be silenced immediately! This is There is a taboo that is more fearful than the body of a ghost, so be careful!"
When Su Li heard this, she shook her head and smiled.
Maybe there were too many things to hide, but she didn't feel much if there was one more thing at this moment.
Today, her mentality has changed a lot compared to when she first recovered her memory.
"The way of heaven is impermanent, and my current destiny is not in the way of heaven. No matter what, I will still go on the path I have chosen..."
When Su Li put on a new white dress and walked out of the palace on the back mountain, the dim light of the morning light happened to shine down. It turned out that she had been in the formation for a whole day and a night without knowing it.
The many elders waiting in front of the hall looked uneasy. Looking at the people walking in the golden light of the morning, the expressions of the elders suddenly changed dramatically, and their hearts sank quickly.
Tread...tap...tread...
Su Li walked slowly and slowly, and the sound of her footsteps was like a knock on everyone's hearts, causing everyone to retreat until... there was no way to retreat.
Su Li glanced over and didn't see Qing Weiyue, and didn't care. He turned his palm and a dim golden book appeared. He said in a calm voice: "Great Elder Meng Zong can't make peace, and he wants to kill me. He has already surrendered."
Zhu, is it possible that you also want to follow in his footsteps? "
"This...this is...the sect's holy formation!!"
"The sect's holy formation has been broken!"
"If even the Holy Formation falls into their hands, what do we think?"
Recognizing the magic weapon in Su Li's hand, the elders who were still hesitant knelt down without saying a word and shouted in unison: "See your Majesty!"
"See Your Majesty!"
"See Your Majesty!"
"The great blessings are overwhelming to the heavens, and they will definitely take us to the top!!"
“…”
Seeing a group of wallflowers kowtowing in front of him, Su Li narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly.
Any conspiracy and conspiracy are all vain in the face of real power!
This is the supreme law in the world of cultivation!
Qing Weiyue, who was imprisoned in a palace in the back mountain, couldn't help but sigh when he heard those neat shouts, "Meng Zong, we can't save him after all."
He sighed, but there was not much regret in his heart.
Rather than fall into the Su family, which eats people without spitting out their bones, merging with the Ni Zong is the best choice for self-preservation.
Just look at how big the ambition of this rebellious sect prince is.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but remember the scene where he mistakenly recognized Su Li as a new disciple a few days ago, and he couldn't help but feel a bit strange in his heart.
It's so great, maybe... it's also a new opportunity for him.
A few hours later.
All the disciples were called to wait in front of the Houshan Palace, including Qing Weiyue. It was rare for all the elders of the sect to gather together. Everyone was talking privately and feeling uneasy. They didn't know what Meng Zong, the new controller, wanted to do.
Qing Weiyue stood among them, feeling relaxed and vaguely guessing Su Li's purpose.
Not long after, the two elders walked out of the palace. Their faces were extremely pale, but they were not injured.
"Ninth Elder, Tenth Elder, it turns out you are in there! What did the Majesty say to you?"
The speaker was a rickety old man with kind-faced features. His cultivation was not simple, he was at the peak of the Golden Core.
When Qing Weiyue saw him, his eyes sank and he sneered in his heart.
Meng Zong's second elder, Pang Yueling, immediately became active after the death of Ning Dawei. Unfortunately, this trick was not enough in front of the newly promoted prince.
When the ninth elder and the tenth elder saw Pang Yueling, they forced a smile and were about to speak, but suddenly thought of something, their expressions changed, and they hurried away without saying anything.
Pang Yueling's smile froze on his face, but it returned to normal in just a moment.
As he glanced around, he saw Qing Weiyue standing in the crowd, and immediately approached him, but at this moment, a voice as calm as water happened to come from the palace.
"Elder Qing Weiyue, come into the palace."
Pang Yueling's steps came to an abrupt halt, and Qing Weiyue looked over, smiled meaningfully, and then turned around and stepped into the door without looking back.
After being ignored twice in a row, Pang Yueling could no longer maintain his composure. He looked at the closed palace door with a gloomy look on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.
But when Qing Weiyue stepped into the hall, the light dimmed slightly, and he immediately saw Su Li sitting on the throne of the hall, with his right arm supporting his chin, closing his eyes to rest.
As Qing Weiyue walked under the throne, Su Li's eyes opened and closed with a crack, and he said softly: "Elder Qing, you are a smart man, you should know what I asked you to do."