"You should also know the significance of this first flying sword to the disciples of Shushan." Luo Bei looked at the ancestor of Heifeng, "If it were you, someone would restrain you, and try your flying sword again, what would you do?"
"I didn't expect that although you are young, you have some backbone, which is much stronger than the so-called orthodox Taoist disciples." Patriarch Heifeng was not angry, rolled his eyes, and laughed, "Your temper is a bit to my liking , you should also see that your cultivation base is much worse than mine, and it is useless to resist. If you tell me the mystery of the three thousand pagodas, I will spare your life and send you to Danxia Mountain safely. what do you think?"
Luo Bei's brows twitched, "I got the three thousand Buddhas from the Shushan Sword Tower, how can I give them to others without the permission of the head teacher."
"You are so stubborn, you can't blame me. Then try my method of golden wind splitting veins." Heifeng Patriarch didn't say much, stretched out his five fingers on his right hand, and five auras of different thickness Immediately, the heavenly spirit from Luobei rushed into Luobei's body.
As soon as the five different stellar qi rushed into Luobei's body, they immediately burrowed along the meridians like a poisonous snake, and as soon as they penetrated into the meridians, they turned into countless tiny gangster winds and slammed into the meridians at this moment. It felt like there were countless small knives in the body, and these five different auras actually carried various arrogance flames, some were as cold as ice, and some were as hot as magma, and some The pain is like a grain of salt, it seems that the pain is magnified several times when cutting.
Patriarch Heifeng's golden wind splitting veins method is to use his own true essence to create five different vitality to tear the body's meridians at once. It must be unbearable for ordinary people, but Luobei practices delusional thoughts every day. At that time, it was also full of pain like broken meridians, so the five gang qi were drilling in his body, and he couldn't help letting out a muffled groan for a while, sweat rolled down his head, but the half-scented Time passed, but he didn't even say a word to beg for mercy.
"Good boy, I underestimated you." Patriarch Heifeng was surprised when he saw Luobei like this, and with a thought, Zhenyuan added more strength.
"Puff" "Puff" "Puff", this time, Luo Bei only felt that some of the tiny meridians in his body were blown apart by the strong wind that directly drilled in, and his ears were bulging due to the incomparable pain. The phantom sound, but he simply didn't even look at the old black wind demon, and closed his eyes directly.
"This son's heart is so tough?"
Patriarch Heifeng has been rampant in the world for decades, and he has never seen anyone who can withstand the pain of the golden wind cracking veins in his hands. However, although the young man in front of him was shaking violently and his face was pale, he couldn't even scream. Not a sound came out. For a moment, Patriarch Heifeng couldn't help being a little stunned.
Luo Bei closed his eyes, simply imagining that he was practicing the Heavenly Eternal Life Sutra.
Because the black wind old demon's golden wind splits the veins, the most unbearable thing is not the pain that makes the scalp explode, but the feeling that the meridians are cut inch by inch.
Even if he could bear that kind of pain, if his mind was a little weak, and he couldn't bear the fear of the body's meridians being broken inch by inch, he would collapse and give in.
Suddenly, Luo Bei felt that the five gang qi shrank back. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the eyes of the ancestor Heifeng staring at him coldly.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Luo Bei felt his body froze all of a sudden, and he couldn't even close his eyes. Obviously, he was once again restrained by some kind of magic technique used by the ancestor Heifeng.
"I didn't expect you to survive my golden wind cracking veins."
Looking at Luobei who couldn't close his eyes, the black wind patriarch snorted heavily, "In this case, I will let you watch with my own eyes that you are cut into pieces by my gangster, I don't believe you can just watch I was sliced into slices!"
"I didn't use magic to stop you from speaking, you can still talk now, if you can't stand it any longer, just tell me the mystery of the Three Thousand Buddhas, and I will let you go."
After saying this again, Patriarch Heifeng just stretched out his fingers, and an invisible strong wind cut a shallow wound on Luobei's chest with a "chi" sound, cutting off a piece of flesh.
It is even more frightening for people to see themselves being hacked into pieces than to feel that the meridians of the body are broken inch by inch. But Luo Bei yelled angrily instead, "So what, even if you use a thousand methods to torture me to death, you don't want to know the difference between the three thousand Buddhas!"
"En? If I kill him, I don't know what the mystery of the three thousand Buddhas is. It's like grabbing a piece of scrap iron. This son's determination is tenacious and unyielding, but it makes me angry."
Heifeng patriarch calmed down when he heard Luobei's angry shout.
At this moment, the black wind patriarch realized that he was a little bit out of his conscience by the way Luo Bei easily survived the golden wind crack, and aroused his murderous intentions.
"Huh? What is this?"
As soon as Heifeng Patriarch calmed down, he suddenly saw a flat iron box exposed from the ripped clothes on Luobei's chest.
"Corpse God*? This is the suppressing formula of Qu Daozi, the old ghost of the Beiman School. How could it be in your hands?"
As soon as Patriarch Heifeng opened the iron box and saw the black silk scripture, his eyelids jumped wildly, and he waved his hand. Luo Bei felt his body loosen, but the restraint was lifted, and his hands and feet could move, but the true energy was still imprisoned in the body and could not be used.
"This is also obtained from the people of the Ma family." Luo Bei didn't know why the ancestor of Heifeng suddenly changed his expression, so he answered a little strangely.
"It's no wonder that people from the Ma family are willing to help the Beiman faction to take the lead. It turned out that the Beiman faction gave out this benefit. This junior from the Ma family is also damned. He doesn't understand the principle of seeking skins from tigers. Even if he took three thousand Buddhas, so what? Bai Yuanchen isn't I want to kill you, and get back this corpse god* from you." Patriarch Heifeng understood immediately, and laughed as if no one else was there, "Old ghost Qu Daozi, but you can't think of your most proud technique It’s all in my hands.”
"This black wind patriarch is really moody."
As soon as this thought flashed through Luobei's mind, Patriarch Heifeng's eyes had already fallen on him, "I usually hate that old ghost Qu Daozi the most, he is a cowardly idiot, and he still Together with me, he is called the Eight Great Demon Dao, but his cultivation base is not bad, and I am not sure of winning against him, but with this formula, he will definitely not be my opponent. When the time comes, I will get rid of him. The world is not the eight demon ways, but the seven demon ways. Haha, for the sake of you helping me get this book of corpse gods, I will not mutilate your body today, but since I have taken action on the three thousand Buddhas, There is absolutely no reason to return empty-handed. You can survive my golden wind and you are not afraid of a thousand cuts. Those around me will torture you in various ways, dripping water will wear away the rocks, which will naturally wear away your xinxing. If you understand this truth, you should speak out earlier to save yourself more suffering.”
Luo Bei ignored what he said, and just reached out to wipe off the sweat on his face, "This corpse god* is just some ghost way and corpse-refining spells. Your cultivation base is already so high. What's the use?"
"Most of the spells on this corpse god* are nothing more than that." Patriarch Heifeng was in a great mood when he got the corpse god*, and explained: "But the corpse god* has a corpse god puppet formula, which is very good, as long as you use three life stones and With the guidance of the thousand-year-old bodhi son, you can refine the corpse of a person with a high cultivation level into your own corpse god general spirit. The most sharp feature of this corpse god general spirit is that although it can no longer practice, it is completely obedient and will live forever. The trick is as powerful as it was in life. If by chance, you get the corpse of a person with a high cultivation level, then this corpse god general spirit who is completely obedient may be even more powerful than the envoy himself. I don’t know that Qu Daozi, an old ghost What happened to the dead gods and spirits? Anyway, those who have the three-life stone and the thousand-year-old Bodhi seed have some friendship with me. At that time, I will give you some benefits. I will take the three-life stone and the thousand-year-old Bodhi seed. I will also refine one, and I will kill it at that time. That old ghost Qu Daozi simply turned him into my corpse god general spirit. Let him practice the way of refining corpses all his life, but I turned him into a corpse god instead!"
"The Corpse God Puppet Art, so to speak, is indeed an extremely powerful art, but he was controlled to become a murder puppet after death, but that person is really pitiful. This ancestor Heifeng actually wanted to kill Qu Daozi. It's really weird and ruthless to be refined into his corpse god general spirit!"
Such a thought suddenly flashed in Luo Bei's mind. "Well, Yin phosphorous sand." The ancestor of Heifeng searched him again, and searched all the Zilei Yuan magnetic cones, only to see a bag full of Yin phosphorous sand, which seemed to be the same. He didn't like it, but he seemed to feel that the bulging bag was a burden, and he stuffed it back into Luo Bei's arms. Afterwards, Patriarch Heifeng didn't care about Luobei, and just looked at the corpse god* on his own.
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"You four little dolls are low-level, but you have rare and high-quality flying swords in your hands. If you let you go out of the mountain like this, there must be a teacher following behind. Well, Tian Xiyue, Yu Ruochen, Yan Jingxie These old ghosts are stronger than me, if I meet them, my ancestors will be in trouble. But you Master Shushan must not have imagined that I would dress up like this and walk on the official road swaggeringly."
On the official road, in a carriage that looked like a merchant's family, Patriarch Heifeng poured himself a wine bottle while looking at Luo Bei proudly.
At this time, Patriarch Heifeng turned out to be dressed as a merchant wearing a Shouwen waistcoat and a small summer hat with melon skin, while Luo Bei in the carriage had been smeared with two pieces of blush, and was wearing a red silk shirt and a green With a flowing skirt and two braids on her head, she was actually dressed as a woman. Although this women's dress looked as if it was tailor-made, it was red and green, and it looked as gaudy as it could be.