Chapter 420: Corpse Evil

The whole two Jiazi are safe and sound. Just when the third Jiazi had just begun, Su Jing finally ushered in a 'mark' that was not big or small, and Fan Qiao returned to the mountain.

Breakthrough in comprehension realm, success is immeasurable. Fan Qiao comprehended his own way of heaven, survived the immeasurable thunder and fire tribulation, received three thousand years of Yangshou, and began the cultivation of the Yuanshen realm, which means that the impetuous and proud young monk who was embarrassed with Su Jing in front of the mountain gate five hundred years ago is now a major repair of the Yuanshen realm.

The person who formed the treasure bottle body was the twenty-seventh Jiazi, and this more than 1,600 years was used by cultivators to comprehend the way of heaven, and even so, there were still countless cultivators who stopped here, and they could not comprehend the true way of heaven after spending all their years, and the difficulties related to the eighth realm's 'breaking immeasurable' can be seen.

Fan Qiao only used only two jiazi to explore this realm, which is not big or small, and it can be regarded as a miracle.

There was a surprise up and down the mountain, even Shen He, He Yu and others were a little surprised when they first heard the news, but the master was profound, and after pondering for a moment, he was relieved: from the proud inner disciple and elder of the spring breeze, he was demoted to a forgiveness boy, and his good cultivation was abolished, and he was punished by Su Jing for his hard work in the world; he was finally able to return to the sect but found that he was suffering from a serious illness and his cultivation path was broken; he reshaped his muscles and veins and reincarnated as a human being, and transferred from the water practice to the fire practice

People who have truly experienced the vicissitudes of the world and experienced desperate situations naturally have a more thorough understanding of the way of heaven than their peers.

Fan Qiao is insignificant, but he is now a true disciple of the Eight Ancestors Jinwu Zhengfa under the Guangming Ding Sect, and he has returned with honor. Bright top, Su Jing and honor.

In fact, for the large group of ordinary disciples who left the mountain, there was another thing that was really surprising: if you look at it in the long run, it only took five hundred years for Bright Ding Fan Qiao to cultivate the Yuan Shen realm!

Fan Qiao didn't dare to be happy about this, he knew his own things, the cultivation of the three realms of Snatching Gang, Chongsha, and Treasure Vase was all completed in the Black Stone Cave, and it was almost given to him by Su Jing for nothing, so he couldn't count how great he was.

Bai Yucheng entered the WTO, and there were other capable disciples in the torture hall who were dispatched by Elder Su, and there was no need for anyone to help. However, Shen Zhenren and He Yu thought more thoughtfully, thinking that Fan Qiao could help Su Jing do another important thing when he returned to the mountain

Inside the Lyshui Peak Torture Hall. Fan Qiao, who had just returned to the mountain, was reporting to Su Jing about his cultivation trip. The head Shen He, senior brother He Yu and Elder Han came to visit.

Greeting each other, the elders praised Fan Qiao a few words, Shen He turned to the topic, and said to Fan Qiao: "As long as you enter the realm of Yuanshen." is eligible for an eldership. But you've only just stepped into the ninth realm. It is necessary to make sufficient preparations for the warmth and nourishment of the spirit. It's too complicated not to arrange things for the time being. ”

"But you can't do nothing, the higher the cultivation, the heavier the burden on your shoulders. "He Yu interface. Smile: "I have discussed with Shen He, there is an errand that will fall on you: select dolls with excellent qualifications, and you don't have to pay attention to the introduction of other star peak methods under the mountain gate, just select good seedlings that are suitable for the fire practice method and the golden crow method." ”

As he spoke, He Yu looked at Su Jing: "What do you think, junior brother?"

The nine ancestors of Lishan have passed down the Nine Veins Tongxian Law, and his uncle Lu Yajiu has no personal disciples, but his Fa has already been selected by the head of the family to be inherited, but the Guangming Ding is thin, except for Su Jing, there is only one Fan Qiao left.

Su Jing also has a large group of apprentices, but they are all demons, and they are Su Jing's disciples, but they are not real disciples of the mountain.

The meaning of the senior brother and the head of the family is to spread the law of the Eight Ancestors, and to have a broad inheritance of the bright top!

How could Su Jing refuse such an arrangement, and nodded vigorously and said yes.

Shen Zhenren looked back at Fan Qiao again: "For the matter of selecting Huo Xiu Liangcai for the Bright Peak, you can ask Elder Han for help." ”

Elder Han is the true lineage of Su Jing who was promoted to elder in the same batch, and head affairs such as the selection of disciples are under his jurisdiction, and he nodded and smiled at Fan Qiao when he heard this.

"Those who are summoned to the top of the light will be directly listed as inner disciples, when you are looking for people, remember that you would rather lack than abuse, and those who are not qualified enough do not have to be reluctant. The head looked at Fan Qiao and continued: "In addition, it's not just that if you are summoned in, you still have to preside over the previous teaching, and your Elder Su is afraid that he is not available now." Anyway, thank you. ”

Fan Qiao is also a cultivator in the Yuanshen realm, and he is completely competent to find good seedlings and introduce cultivation to do the initial teaching.

The disciples who left the mountain acted vigorously and resolutely, and received the order of the head of the sect, and Fan Qiao, who had just returned to the sect, immediately went down the mountain with Elder Han. The head and senior brother chatted with Su Jing for a while, and when they were about to leave, Su Jing suddenly asked: "It's been more than a hundred years, are the signs of Cihang's Dharma lamp and righteous qi plaque all right?"

"I was hoping for a false alarm, but unfortunately it might not come to pass. He Yu sat down again: "Just because I was thinking about this matter in my heart, I have turned over a lot of ancient scrolls over the years to find out the truth about the 'sign' mystery. "Most cultivators are knowledgeable, but no matter how strong their cultivation is, they can't conquer the world, and the one who can clearly know everything is not called a cultivator, but an immortal. He Yu also has too many things he doesn't understand, and he can only learn and check when he needs to.

The 'sign' is too mysterious, and no one has been able to sort out a decent and orderly set of truths before, but He Yu still found out the statement of a senior and felt that it was quite meaningful. The senior thought that the 'signs' were a sign of upheaval, but the signs did not appear when the upheaval occurred, but at the beginning of the upheaval.

"Let's just put it this way, if in the future there is a strange tree that grows so madly that it will burst the heavens and the earth and destroy everything. When the signs of destruction appear, it is not the moment when the strange tree is about to destroy the sky, but when the strange tree is still a seed, falling from the soil and slowly germinating. ”

The words were a little awkward, but the reason was simple and clear, Su Jing immediately understood, nodded and said helplessly: "Just wait!"

"Yes, we can only wait, there is no trace, and there is nowhere to find the source of the bad omen. Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"If this thing doesn't come, I always feel unsteady in my heart. Su Jing smiled: "More than 100 years of cultivation is peaceful and happy, and the better the life, the more afraid that the good life will end." ”

"On the road of cultivation, there is only one thing with signs, and I can't tell how many there are without signs!" He Yu laughed: "Unless you die, how can you have eternal peace." Don't think too much, if you have a good day today, you can live a good day today, maybe something will happen tomorrow. ”

It's okay tomorrow. Su Jing returned to the top of the light and entered the battle to start a fire sacrifice, and it was another peaceful day.

But after turning the day, Su Jing, who was urging the fire method with all his might, suddenly said 'huh', said hello to Boss Huo and the others, withdrew from the flames, and reached out to take out the Ming Venerable from the brocade bag.

When the skills were poor, I always had to rely on this treasure to help, but then this ghost summoning treasure tripod was not used again for a long time.

The mountain is peaceful, and now there is no need to fight, and Su Jing doesn't need to call for a ghost helper.

It's not that Su Jing wants to summon ghosts, but this Ming Venerable himself is 'crazy', and he suddenly becomes agitated, the strange power in the Venerable is surging, and the wall is scorching and amazing, as if there are evil ghosts 'below' to come out.

This is the first time Su Jing encountered such a situation, he was surprised but did not hesitate much, and moved the spell to urge Baozun to have a 'person' below him who wanted to come up? Su Jing was very curious. If an evil spirit crosses the line, he thinks he can handle it all.

The spell moved, the treasure was opened, and the evil aura of the forest suddenly bloomed, and then I saw the figure flashing sharply, and a demon swooped out!

But without waiting for Su Jing to move to capture him, the demon's body suddenly weakened, and he fell directly to the ground, unable to move again.

The evil ghost was dressed in armor and a general, but the armor around him was shattered, and his body was scarred and his flesh was rolling, obviously he had just experienced a big battle, and Su Jing's face changed when he was extremely injured.

The only person who has inherited the forbidden art in the world today can see at a glance that what comes out of the Immortal Venerable is not a demon such as a resentful soul, but a fierce corpse. What's more important is that Su Jing vaguely remembers the style of this armor: during the Southern Wilderness, the armies of all parties surrounded and suppressed the Hong Snake Demon Emperor, and the old man in the twelve corpses in front of the little master led the Yin soldiers to help in the battle, and the old man's armor was just like the appearance of the corpse in front of him!

The corpse was in a coma, Su Jing did not hesitate at all, the yin wind in his left hand washed the yang fire refining in his right hand, and immediately cast the art of refining the corpse to help him recover.

When the forbidden technique was unleashed, Su Jing's heart sank again, and Zhenyuan walked in the mourning veins of the corpse, so that Su Jing, the corpse's mourning power, was instantly able to understand that it was the murderous thing that Shen Shiyuan's corpse refining technique had been refined!

The next moment, suddenly the sword intent was cold, and the head Shen He and the senior brother all noticed that there was a gloomy aura near the Guangming Peak, and the sect under the Ethereal Peak was heavy, and the two of them did not dare to slack off and rushed to investigate immediately.

As soon as they saw that Su Jing was rescuing the corpse, the two of them knew that nothing was wrong, and at the same time they gathered their sword intent and Shen He whispered a voice, telling the elders and true legends who were about to come one after another that there was no need to come again, but the two of them did not leave, and settled not far away and waited quietly.

After the tea had passed, the corpse had not yet been silent, Su Jing suddenly frowned and scolded himself secretly, 'Confused things!'

The habit of mourning cultivation will make marks on the corpse, and the marks of different sects are different, and there are spells to maintain, and they can't be imitated if they can't be smeared. Stretched out his hand to take off the crown of the corpse helmet, and on the top of his bare head, there was an inverted mountain ink pattern.

Su Jing exhaled a long breath, Shen Shiyuan's mark, there was no mistake, the corpse in front of him was one of the twelve 'seven-storied pagodas' that followed Qianxun into the netherworld.

Of course, now that the corpse has already been reborn and its cultivation has skyrocketed, the one in front of him is already a 'ten-storied pagoda'. Su Jing didn't know how to practice, he only cared: The little master was seriously injured and dying, so what happened to the little master?

After confirming the identity of the corpse, Su Jing calmed down, no longer thinking nonsense, his face was calm, and he cast a spell with all his strength to save the corpse in front of him. (To be continued.) )