"In the scriptures of our ascetic monk in Donghu, the Buddha sent down a great demon, and the demon king sprinkled his bones into an army, killing them endlessly." The old monk Donghu had been perceiving the lifeless master who was sitting on the ground, and at this moment he With a clear perception, he couldn't help but looked at Ding Ning and the black-robed boy and said, "Before, I just thought it was illusory and deliberately exaggerated the supernatural power, but now it seems that the method of the Thousand Tombs Mountain is indeed the case. As long as you give enough time , He can even create an army. In this way, I really think narrowly, and I was too spectator before."
Ding Ning nodded, and said: "Changling's practice classics also contain the method of spreading beans into soldiers. For most practitioners, it is naturally a myth without any basis, but in some classics, it is also specifically mentioned. However, that method is to use a kind of iron beans from overseas. Presumably that kind of beans are special, and can carry the vitality of some practitioners."
"How can you believe this kind of thing unless you see it with your own eyes?"
The more Tantai Guanjian thought about it, the more he felt incredible, and even felt a slight chill in his heart.
The way of cultivating the way of ghosts and ghosts is indeed too weird. At that time, Yan Ying, who was at the top of the Lushan League, had shocked everyone with his skills. Next, he directly raised his disciple to become a master of the seven realms, and perfectly carried his original vitality. , is a means against the sky.
Although Qian Tomb's cultivation base has been restricted to the Seventh Realm all his life, and he can no longer touch the world of more cultivation, but this method seems to be the most suitable for him. Because for other practitioners, natal vitality must not be wasted. Constantly accumulating natal vitality in the body and concentrating on nurturing a natal object is itself a process of accumulation and perception from the seventh to the eighth realm. However, for Qian Mu, it is useless to keep accumulating natal vitality, and it can never cause qualitative changes. The natal vitality generated in this daily practice can just be continuously injected into foreign objects, that is, to continuously inject this kind of master and other The body of the practitioner is refined into something that can be driven.
Practitioners who have reached the level of Tantai Guanjian will not feel that this kind of method is rebellious. At this moment, the zombie-like master is just a weapon in his eyes. But this method itself is too astonishing, even if the life energy of Qian Tomb is naturally impossible to be endless, as long as he is not killed, the life energy he gets after practicing for a period of time can make such a weapon, that's really As the old monk Donghu said, slowly accumulating, he can really create an army.
This kind of thing, which is called ghosts and ghosts in the world of practitioners, of course cannot be the same as a real creature when facing the enemy. At most, it can only accept his killing intent. The power of a large number is also extremely terrifying.
What's even more frightening is that this kind of ghost has no fear and pain, and may be able to fight after being severely injured.
"If we can get out alive, I'm afraid just by the two of you helping him, we will be able to compete with Yuan Wu." Tantai Guanjian looked at this black boy who called himself Qian Tomb, who looked like a little boy next door in an ordinary street. The robed boy finally couldn't help but say such a sentence.
Ding Ning smiled.
But the emotions in his eyes were complicated.
Because this assumption is always based on the premise that they can get out alive.
The most important thing is that the friends around him are always very strong.
In the era of Bashan Sword Field, in anyone's eyes, just having those two or three people standing with him was enough to conquer the world.
However, the enemy is also very powerful, and the enemy also has many unexpected means.
Just like now, the shadows of thousands of mountains outside him overlapped in his eyes, creating layers of haze.
The fact that he has really experienced tells him that the final victory does not lie in who has the most terrible weapons, but who has more terrible weapons.
"Zheng Xiu has learned a lot from us, and there are some things we must learn from her. Never expose all methods to the enemy." Ding Ning turned his head and looked at Tantai Guanjian, and said: "If we can live Going out, it’s best not to let Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu know about such means.”
Tantai Guanjian nodded.
Before he nodded, a chilly qi had already emanated from Qian Tomb's body, and the "grandmaster" who had been sitting stiff had already fallen back again, his body rapidly festered, turning into black water, seeping into the ground .
No one disagrees.
If such an army is truly destructive in the future, it is best not to let existences like Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu know before such an army can be formed.
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Thousands of dust mountains stand firmly and firmly, and there are many mottled shadows in the seemingly static dust mountains. These mottled shadows cast strange shadow trails and sometimes float on their bodies.
The sky is gradually brightening, and the night is passing by.
The night is always associated with death, and people always feel unsafe, but in fact, it always affects people's emotions.
Waiting for the unknown is the most helpless and anxious.
When the first ray of sunlight fell from the sky, but even Ding Ning and the others in the thousand dust mountains couldn't tell where the ray of sunlight fell from, Fu Su woke up.
In the morning sunlight, he could clearly see Tantai Guanjian's stern and modest profile.
"Why do you want to do this?"
He felt inexplicable great pain, not because of physical injuries, but from the heart. He couldn't help looking at Tantai Guanjian, and made such a sound.
"Whatever you do, you must follow the truest feelings in your heart."
Tantai Guanjian understood what he meant, and said seriously: "This is the truth he first told me when I really entered the Minshan Sword Sect and received the inheritance from Master."
Then he raised his head and added, "The existence of any sect does not lie in the form of the sect, but in the principle of persistence."
"So it is even possible to risk the complete sinking of the entire Great Qin Dynasty and the Minshan Sword Sect, and pay such a price?" Fusu looked at the tan face in the sun, and there was such a voice in his heart, but he said no. Speak up.
"I didn't say that the sect must serve the dynasty. All kinds of practitioners gathered in the practice area all have different pursuits." Tantai Guanjian could know what he was thinking at the moment, and said slowly: "It's just that you have been in such a position since you were a child, so you have been influenced by others in your heart, and you take it for granted. What about yourself, you always listen to what your parents say, but have you ever considered yourself? The truest feeling in your heart?"
Fusu was speechless.
He didn't know how to answer this question, he didn't know how to answer it in his heart.
"here we go."
At this time, Ding Ning's voice suddenly sounded.
Tantai Guanjian suddenly raised his head.
The eldest grandson Qianxue and the old monk Donghu who had been adjusting their breath also opened their eyes and raised their heads.
Qian Mu shrank his body naturally, and the black robe around him rippled up like a pool of black stagnant water, covering his entire body.
Because in the sky at this time, there is the aura he fears the most.
It was only early in the morning, but during these few breaths, the sky brightened sharply.
The rays of sunlight condensed into beams, which were countless times more dazzling than the usual noon sunlight.
In such a sky, from a higher place, countless pale lines of fire floated down.
The pale line of fire and the extremely bright and dazzling sunlight merged rapidly, constantly intersecting in the air.
"So that's how it is."
Tantai Guanjian's complexion instantly became extremely solemn.
This is the combination of Xinghuo and the real fire of the sun. Two completely different types of heaven and earth vitality are forcibly fused together by two powerful qi mechanisms.
Only Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu can do this in the world.
After the silence in the middle of the night, no one thought that it would be Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu who would start the murderous intent again.