"Master? What is he talking about, isn't his master Zhuo Yifan, the Demon Emperor?"
With a raised eyebrow, Emperor Yan looked at the crowd with a strange expression: "But that kid has been dead for thousands of years, why would Zhao Cheng call him a taboo now?"
The beard trembled, and the Sword Emperor looked deeply at the black-spirited, donkey-rolling figure, thought a little, and slightly nodded his head: "I understand. He got crazy in his practice and became mentally disordered. It seems that he has always been in his heart. I am ashamed of Zhuo Yifan, so when I see an illusion before I die, and when I have the heart of atonement, I will call the deceased person’s name, we don’t have to take it seriously!"
Hearing this, everyone felt reasonable and nodded in agreement.
Indeed, as a disciple, Zhao Cheng deceived his master and betrayed his ancestor. Although the demon emperor's prestige was gained afterwards, he gained the power of a prince, but deep down in his heart, the guilt of the master should also be a knot of his heart.
Thinking about it this way, is this the cause of his practice
As soon as they thought of this, everyone looked at Zhao Cheng, who was hissing and roaring in pain, with hatred, laughter, and a little bit of pity in them!
But how did they know that the nonsense in Zhao Cheng's mouth was not an illusion, but a call to Master for help. It's a pity that for this unscrupulous disciple, Zhuo Fan would be fine if he didn't kill him personally, but where would he be rescued
"Idiot!"
Suddenly, a passphrase of Zhuo Fan entered Zhao Cheng's ears. Zhao Cheng, who was still tossing, suddenly stagnated, as if he had encountered a savior, and said anxiously: "Master save me, Master save me..."
"Now, can you talk about the feelings of cultivating the Heavenly Demon Great Huajue?"
However, what came to him was not a life-saving method, but Zhuo Fan's previous question. Unable to stop for a moment, Zhao Cheng was a little confused, and his eyes were confused.
With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan said quietly: "Now, you know that you had to work hard as a teacher to prevent you from touching the Jiuyou Secret Record. Your heart is too greedy and uncontrollable. Although the Great Demon Magic Technique is a fast method of practicing, it takes others. How can it be so easy to use your skill for yourself? Whenever you absorb a little, you must quickly refine it into your own body skill, otherwise the skill is mixed, plus the refining of other people’s spirits, resentment, and will be eaten back. It will wear your body, It will erode your mind and end up reaping the fruits of it!"
"I... I was wrong, Master, I shouldn't rush for quick success, I know I was wrong, you save me..."
"No, you are only half wrong!"
However, Zhuo Fan chuckled in response to his begging for mercy, and continued: "In fact, even if you can cultivate your character, it will be useless to practice this Heavenly Demon's Great Transformation Technique step by step. Because this technique itself is not complete!"
"what?"
"I omitted the first sentence of the exercise method. If you want to practice this exercise, you must first use your own skills!"
After spitting out a long voice, Zhuo Fan faintly said: "Since the Heavenly Demon Great Huajue wants to absorb the power of others for his own use, first of all he has to be an empty bottle to carry everything. Otherwise, his own power will repel the external power. It creates barriers and is difficult to refining for life. And the more skill absorbed, the greater the barriers, and sooner or later it will be backlashed."
"Then you..." Zhao Cheng shook his face, and Zhao Cheng seemed to understand something.
With a grin, Zhuo Fan went on to transmit his voice: "Yes, I was afraid that you had practiced right and failed my hard work, so I did the tricks. So no matter what, you have no chance to succeed. But turning your head and thinking about it, you This person is impatient and arrogant. Even if I give you the true book, you have no hope of success. It's just... I have added another insurance to this hope!"
"Hahaha... So that's it, you are coming back this time for revenge!"
Unable to laugh, Zhao Cheng turned over and lay on his back, letting the black energy linger on his body, his legs had been completely turned into powder, but he didn't move anymore. Although the pain still pierced his heart, his eyes were completely grayish, desperate and helpless.
When the five emperors saw it, they couldn't help being taken aback, with all their faces puzzled. What's wrong with this kid, don't you plan to struggle anymore
Just now Zhuo Fan and Zhao Cheng were both whispers, but they didn't hear anything.
The eyes were empty, and there was no expression on Zhao Cheng's face at this time: "Master, if you want revenge with your current strength, you will come with a real sword and a gun. No one among the Eight Emperors is your opponent. Why do you do it like this? complex?"
"Chi'er, you are my apprentice, shouldn't you understand how you died as a teacher? Also, if you don't let you practice the Devil Emperor technique that you dream of, how can you experience it? Master’s painstaking efforts back then? Otherwise, until you die, you will still blame your teacher for hiding yourself, and feel that you did everything right in the beginning!"
His lips couldn't help shaking, and Zhao Cheng's eyes were already flashing with crystal tears.
Yes, although this Devil Emperor technique is tempting, it is also harmful. It seems to be a quick way, but it is the most exercised patience. People who have no self-control, just like themselves, can only make things for themselves.
This Heavenly Demon Great Hua Jue is indeed the pinnacle technique of the Demon Dao. To become a true demon, one must first remove the inner demon. Otherwise, in the end, if you fail to harm others, you will first become a cocoon!
"Master, I knew it was wrong!"
Finally, a teardrop shed from Zhao Cheng's eyes and closed his eyes regretfully.
Zhuo Fan from a distance looked at all of this and sighed for a long time: "Although it's late, I finally understand. In that case, you can continue to pass this devil's fruit to others!"
"Master, aren't you afraid that I will inform you?"
"Chi'er, don't you and I understand? What kind of demon emperor if you don't pull a few backs when you die?"
"Ha ha ha... Yeah, Master Mo Ruo, the teacher, how can I recite the mistakes I committed at the beginning?" With a sneer, Zhao Cheng flashed an evil in his eyes, enduring the pain and gently touching his hands. Ring, but seeing a flash of light, a piece of emerald jade came out of my hand easily and quickly: "In this case, I will help Master complete the plan of revenge, and drag these old guys to hell together. Anyway, in this life, I, Zhao Cheng I owe Master alone. With these old things, there is only hatred, but no gratitude!"
Huh!
With anger in his heart, Zhao Cheng already raised his arms so steeply that he threw the jade slip out, but it happened to fall in front of the five people.
Unconsciously, the five looked at each other, puzzled.
"Aren't you here for this? Just like thousands of years ago, hum..." At this moment, Zhao Cheng, who was lying on the side, let out a weird sneer.
When everyone heard it, their eyes suddenly brightened, and they all robbed.
Especially the Sword Emperor, who was the oldest and the most injured, but at this time his hands and feet were the most flexible, and he hugged the jade slip in his arms in a fierce rush. The other four people saw that it was okay, and immediately scuffled.
"Hey, Sword Emperor, everyone should get it together, don't swallow it privately!"
"Sword Emperor, hurry up and hand over the things, otherwise we won't be polite..."
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"etc!"
With a sudden wave of his hand, the Sword Emperor yelled, and immediately stopped the crowd, glared at them coldly, and exclaimed: "If you don't know what is true or false, just rush to make a ball. What kind of style will it be? Say it again!"
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and nodded in agreement, but a pair of eyes were fixed on the old guy, for fear that one of them would not pay attention, and the old fritters would be dropped.
After immersing the primordial spirit to observe a little, the Sword Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the hopeful gazes of everyone, and nodded his head: "Yes, it's Yinming Jue, the same as he used to shout!"
"Then what are you waiting for, let me see!"
As soon as the voice fell, the ghost emperor and the others couldn't wait to snatch it, but the sword emperor waved his hand abruptly, guarding one side: "What are you urgent, ask first before saying it."
"Ask what else, get it quickly, don't you want to swallow this old thing?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, of course, you have to ask clearly why this kid was willing to hand over things suddenly. Don't forget, Zhuo Yifan didn't pay it back in the first place!"
Uh!
Suddenly, everyone looked at Zhao Cheng, their eyes were a little strange.
With a wicked smile, Zhao Cheng's half of his body has disappeared in the black qi: "You don't have to doubt anything, this is true, otherwise, I will show you my entire ring. Anyway, after I die, you will also look at my remains. Yes. With my current skill, it is impossible to imagine the same exercises as Master did back then. It's better to just hand it over to you, lest the emperor realm exercises are lost. What a pity!"
With that, Zhao Cheng took off the ring and threw it to them.
Sure enough, after they checked, there was nothing else inside. The Sword Emperor thought a little, and nodded in praise: "As the saying goes, people are about to die, and their words are also good. Zhao Cheng, you are much more enlightened than your master back then!"
"Enlightened? Hahaha... Don't get me wrong, I just want to know what will happen to the five of you after getting the exercises!"
Flicked, the Sword Emperor looked at him deeply: "What do you mean?"
"Although this Yin Ming Jue is an emperor's technique, there is an evil spirit hidden in it that has been injustice for thousands of years. I am not sorry for my death, but who will be next to you? Hahaha..."
Looking at them with a wicked look, Zhao Cheng couldn't help laughing up to the sky, like a ghost cry, his body was completely reduced to ashes in the black qi, just like those people he had melted away during his previous exercises.
The body shook, and the five of them felt a chill in their backs, but they didn't know what Zhao Cheng's roar meant before he died
But they didn't think about it anymore. Looking at this imperial realm technique that everyone dreamed of, each of the five had a strange light in their eyes, and their greed was full.
"Sword Emperor, we each make a copy of this technique, let's practice it separately!"
"no!"
With a hurried wave of his hand, the Sword Emperor looked very serious.
Unconsciously shocked, the other four immediately showed hostility: "Why, you old guy wants to be alone?"
"Don't get me wrong, it's just that you look at Zhao Cheng's fate, don't you want to be the same as him?" Glancing at the pile of ashes, the Sword Emperor was shocked.
Hearing these words, the other four people also looked very serious, and gradually pondered...