Although he wants to take Master Dan out alive, Ji Ning also understands that if he goes to the holy world this time, there is a great possibility that he will die in the holy world.
"Before going to the holy world, let's see how these Sith descendants cultivate." Ji Ning has always wanted to know how the Sith taught their descendants! These descendants are native-born, so the real Sith practice methods cannot be practiced, so how will the Sith teach them? Copying the method of cultivator's civilization? Still improving
call.
Ji Ning moved his mind, and the original field of swordsmanship enveloped the surroundings, isolating all investigations.
At the same time, a somewhat dazed blood-robed emperor appeared next to him. He was one of the ruling emperors captured by Ji Ning before.
"I've met Daoist Lord." The blood-robed emperor even saluted respectfully.
"Well, I'm asking you something, you have to answer obediently." Ji Ning said.
"Mr. Dao, please, I will definitely tell you all." The blood-robed Daoist was very obedient, but his eyes became a little confused as he spoke, because he had already fallen into the illusion, and he had no resistance to disobedience. The thought, plus the fact that Ji Ning's realm is so much higher than his, a trace of sword intent intruding into his sea of consciousness completely suppressed him, and he was using illusion... naturally he fell for it.
Just like seeing some horrifying scenes, mortals will stop thinking for a moment, and their consciousness is almost blank.
Even if people at the level like the Supreme and the others do not specialize in illusion, they can make the rulers powerless to resist by virtue of the huge suppression in the realm, and it is even easier to introduce the illusion.
Of course, the stronger the 'Dao Xin', the worse the effect of suppressing consciousness.
"The Sith tribe, it's really cruel." Ji Ning looked at the memory of the emperor, "All these descendants were made to swear their own life vows and completely obey the orders of the lord. In this way, even if these descendants want to It is very difficult to get rid of the Sith clan."
"Their practice method is exactly the same as our cultivator's civilization." Ji Ning shook his head, "Even the teaching is the same."
I briefly looked through some of the more concerned memories, but found no surprises.
Immediately, Ji Ning began to read the huge memory of the emperor's daily life. This huge memory is very vast. It would take quite a long time to read even Ji Ning's realm, but Ji Ning is always looking for and creating similar The opportunity of the Sith clan's perfect practice method allows him to continue to live.
Can live, why die
To live is to have hope. So Ji Ning never gave up.
This review lasted for more than three days.
Ji Ning, who had been flipping through the pages quickly, suddenly showed a look of surprise: "This is..."
a long long time ago.
The Sith tribe once passed down a special method of practice, and let the descendants of the Sith tribe try it one after another! Many descendants of the Sith tribe encountered problems in the process of trying to cultivate, or they blew themselves up to death, or their souls flew away and died. The Sith tribe successively handed down nine special methods, all of which failed in their experiments. Even if the last ninth method can be practiced to the stage of life and death, it will still disintegrate and die when it reaches the stage of life and death.
Since then, the Sith tribe has given up the nine special cultivation methods, and passed on the methods of cultivator civilization to these descendants, just like Ji Ning and the others, they are also cultivating divine power and mana.
"Nine special methods?" Ji Ning showed joy. "Especially the ninth method, which can unite all powers such as divine power and mana? The body is strong, and the soul and true spirit are also very powerful? It just failed at the stage of life and death?"
"It must be the top existence of the Sith clan, most likely the master of the chaotic universe, trying time and time again to create a perfect practice method that fits our chaotic universe." Ji Ning was a little excited.
"These nine methods, each of them has made a big oath, and will never spread it to the outside world?"
"Look, you must find these nine methods."
Ji Ning gave birth to longing.
The nine special methods of the Sith tribe all failed because they couldn't really feel the "Tao" of Ji Ning and his chaotic universe, but Ji Ning could feel it. This method... Perhaps, there is some hope of success.
Although the hope is slim, Ji Ning still wants to find it.
The ruling emperors that Ji Ning caught lived a long time, and they all knew the secrets of the nine special methods, but they all practiced one step at a time to become emperors, and most of the nine special methods were not taught to them! Even the three emperors who knew these nine methods made an oath not to spread them to the outside world, and if they tried to teach them in vain, they would die in dismay.
…
In the vast void of the outside world.
Ji Ning in the black Taoist robe was with the Supreme Dharma Body of Hongran and the Supreme Dharma Body of Kagugu, and they were always looking for a way to break into the hidden space. In the previous years, the Supreme Heavenly Eclipse, the Supreme Bolin, the Supreme Ekon, and the Supreme Emperor Stone all tried one by one, but none of them could find the exact location of the hidden space.
"Hongran Supreme, Kagu Valley Supreme." Ji Ninglian asked, "Did the two Supremes know that the Sith tribe once taught their descendants nine special methods?"
"We know about this." Hongran Supreme nodded slightly, "During the ancient war, we fought with the Sith tribe, and at that time there were quite a few descendants of the Sith tribe who also fought with us... These descendants are absolutely loyal to the Sith tribe, Crazy, we were also red-eyed at the time, and we didn't hold back much. It was the Supreme Heavenly Eclipse who captured some emperors at the beginning, and when I looked at their memories... I knew that the Sith had taught them nine special methods, but one by one Tried and failed."
The Tapir Valley Supreme next to him said: "The Sith tribe probably wants to cultivate a large number of masters among their descendants, and even cultivate a supreme! Their descendants are all vowed, and they are not afraid of betrayal at all. If they cultivate a large number of Masters and even Supremes can absorb the power of our chaotic universe, and when they kill these descendants, they will also weaken our chaotic universe."
Ji Ning nodded.
"They failed. As for these nine special methods, we also want to find them. See if they can touch us." Hongran Supreme said, "But after the war of the ancients, we can no longer find the Sith clan. Once the descendants are gone, there is nowhere to look for them.”
"Where are the descendants captured by the Supreme Master of Heavenly Food?" Ji Ning asked.
"Those descendants all made an oath not to spread it to the outside world. If we tried to force it out of our memory, their souls and true spirits would collapse." Hongran Supreme shook his head, "In addition, no descendants of the Sith tribe were found again. , and this matter will be over.”
Ji Ning also understood that the descendants of the Sith tribe were rare, and even if they did appear, it would be difficult to identify them.
After all, from the outside, they are exactly the same as normal practitioners!
The supreme beings can't randomly look through the memories among the countless practitioners, right
"Descendants of the Sith tribe." Ji Ning understood that many weak descendants in the hidden space had never heard of the nine special methods. Even if some people have heard of it, they don’t know it! The ones who really know... Only those who have a high enough status and lived long enough, this kind is generally at the level of emperors.
"This time in this hidden space, we must search hard and try our best to find the nine methods." Ji Ning secretly said.
…
Holy world, inside the ancestral hall.
The young man in the dark blue robe sat on the throne, and a large number of rulers stood densely below. Some of these rulers were real Sith, and some were cultivated in the huge hidden space of endless years. In order to cultivate descendants, the West The Si people have also spent countless thoughts, and the cultivation efficiency is indeed much higher than that of practitioners.
"Since the end of the ancient war, I, Bo Wanyue, came here from the source of our Sith tribe and stayed in this space for a long, long time." The young man in the dark blue robe looked down and said slowly, "I am very familiar with this space. With a deep relationship, I really don’t want to cause a catastrophe in this space. I don’t even want to start another war with the cultivator civilization.”
"But I have no choice!"
"None of you have a choice!" The dark blue robed youth looked down, "Now that a terrifying Daoist from the cultivator civilization has come to us, we have only one way to go—kill him!"
"In order to kill him, it is worth sacrificing our entire space." The dark blue robed youth sighed, "I know... this is the hometown of many rulers among you, but it is the same for me. Most of my long life has been spent living Here, the days here are peaceful and peaceful, and I can't bear to be here."
"But this Taoist Lord has come, and our peaceful days are over." The voice of the dark blue robed youth echoed in the ancestral hall, and all the silent rulers also had anger and killing intent.
Some for credit.
But it's more hate, hate that the arrival of the Taoist Lord made them involved in the war again. They don't want to fight, but even the Lord cannot disobey the order of the highest level of the Sith clan!
(end of this volume)
Volume 42 Five Wooden Rulers