Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 27 Abyssal Mutation
Erhan's body training progressed horribly fast, and his foundation was also terribly solid. Lao Yang said that this kind of thing should be trained in nature.

The first level of body refining is Qi and blood, the second level is marrow washing, there is nothing special, it is basically a hard work with water, patience and perseverance, just come to anyone, as long as the supplements can keep up, it takes different time, and it can be completed in the end.

At the third level of returning to the key, the talent will start to play a role.

There are 720 orifice points in the human body, there are not so many that can be used for body training, there are fifty strange orifices, and one hundred and eight key points, basically they are not used, and they can't be practiced casually, otherwise they will die or be disabled.

But Erhan, who has no culture, practiced more than 400 orifice points purely by instinct, and has not yet completed the practice of returning to the orifice.

And fortunately, I can't die, I don't know how to practice nine of the 36 deadly orifices out of the [-] vital points.

Lao Yang has seen a lot, but there are more and more things that he hasn't seen recently.

Seeing that Erhan was fine, Lao Yang and Yu Ziqing did not dare to speak out, for fear that after telling this Hanhan of danger, he would not be able to maintain the state where he has no distracting thoughts, no worries, and no fear.

When the time comes, if Fan Xin has a little hesitation, maybe something will happen instead.

In my heart, no matter Yu Ziqing or Lao Yang, Erhan has long since regarded Erhan as a third-level body cultivator. The energy and blood surging in this Hanhan's body is comparable to monsters, and stronger than other villagers of the same level. Not a little bit.

If it weren't for the Lantern Priest, who was following the way of refining gods, with weird methods and a bit of a sense of restraining physical cultivation, Yu Zi would have asked Erhan to beat that guy to death early in the morning.

Erhan took the order, changed another place and entered the abyss of despair, poked his head out and asked again.

"My brother asked me to ask you what your name is and to give you a name. If we haven't met before and have no grievances, I will let you go. If you don't talk to me again, you will be trapped here for the rest of your life."

The face of the Xideng priest is gloomy, and the violence in his heart is constantly surging. The abyss of despair has very little direct lethality, and it will only continue to oppress people's emotions. The meaning of despair will continue to accumulate. Overwhelm the defense.

But other than that, there really isn't any lethal means in this place, the only thing that's strong is trapping people.

After going through a few cycles here, Priest Xideng understood that he walked the way of refining the gods and had a firm mind. At most, this place made him irritable, but it was impossible to crush him. Dao, he doesn't even have the strength to violently break through this domain.

Everyone collided together.

Seeing that Erhan was about to leave after leaving a word, Priest Xideng shouted sullenly.

"and many more."

"What are you doing? If you want to talk, just say it, don't talk about pulling it down, there just happens to be someone here to accompany you to have fun."

"In the Baiyang God Sect, Lan Sheng is the priest of the Lantern Festival."

Erhan ignored him and left directly.

"He said he was Lan Sheng, the Lantern Priest of the Baiyang God Sect."

"You wait first." Yu Ziqing left a sentence, and asked Lao Yang to continue: "Lao Yang, you continue to talk."

Lao Yang didn't understand why Yu Ziqing wanted such detailed information, from the composition of Baiyang Xiesi to their method, he needed to know everything in as much detail as possible.

He could only tell Yu Ziqing what he knew.

Hearing what Erhan came back to say, Lao Yang continued to add.

"The surname Lan is indeed uncommon. It should not be a fake. There was indeed a branch of the Baiyang Xie Temple back then with the surname Lan, and they flaunted brothers and sisters as close as a family. If this Lan Sheng was really Bai Yangxie One of the children taken away by Si, this surname is also normal.

According to their methods of deceiving people's minds, after so many years, even if the children knew that they were abducted, they might still regard those people as blood relatives. "

Yu Ziqing recorded it in detail, Lao Yang's guess is true or false, and he will know after the experiment.

Glancing at the booklet in his hand, he used the recipe given by An Yue. The records on it were more detailed than the last time the judgment was triggered, especially the part about exercises and magic weapons. Lao Yang said more in detail. The content and features are all described in detail.

But last time, Yu Ziqing only knew the name of a skill.

Not surprisingly, it has definitely reached the lowest judgment standard.

"Erhan, you go with me, and you will meet the Lantern Priest."

"Yu Ziqing, who is this?" Lao Yang hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't worry, I don't think there's any problem, I'll just talk to him."

The old sheep is a little confused, what are you talking about?
Where do you have the ability to release that lamp-happy priest?

Of all the people present, no one has the ability to save someone from the pitiful abyss of despair.

In that place, you can only save yourself.

Yu Ziqing tightened his grip on the rusty sword in his arms, followed behind Erhan, and stepped into the abyss of despair. The moment he saw the priest of the happy lantern, Yu Ziqing knew that this evil way didn't even have the most basic sincerity in life.

Even the names reported are so fake.

These evil ways are really too famous, so famous that Lao Yang can fill in Yu Ziqing's other elements except the name, and it is far more detailed than when he drew his sword last time.

There may be mistakes in those information, but enough, the core is correct enough.

It could only be that the name is fake.

Then tell him about the morals of the world.

In an instant, Yu Ziqing's mind was spinning rapidly. After standing still, he looked serious, imitating Lao Yang's guidance, raised his hands high, and shouted in his mouth.

"When the red sun is gone, the white sun will flourish."

"Qing Ziyu, I met my brother."

Priest Xideng never expected such a scene.

But before he could think about it, the things that had been engraved into his instincts, even into his Yinshen, brainwashed for decades, had already overwhelmed all his thoughts, such as surprise, doubt and so on.

He also looked solemn, raised his hands high, and shouted loudly with fanaticism in his eyes.

"When the red sun is gone, the white sun will flourish."

"Lan Xiaosheng, I have met my younger brother."

Yu Ziqing held the rusty sword in his hand, drooping his eyelids, watching the rust on the gap of the rusty sword, falling off and dissipating silently, he smiled.

With the information given by Lao Yang in advance, a little cleverness is enough for routines, which have been severely brainwashed.

He knows too well what is the weakness of this kind of people, and their most fanatical and steadfast place is their weakness.

If you dare to say anything wrong, they will be anxious.

Similarly, no matter how intriguing they are on weekdays, when facing the most fanatical and steadfast things in their hearts, they must be devout, sincere, and cannot tolerate any falsehood.

In an instant, Yu Ziqing's aura rose exponentially like an explosion, and the violent aura erupted, sending Erhan flying back on the spot.

Priest Xideng didn't know why, he didn't know because they were too famous, and they were attacked by several gods. In the end, they were afraid that the cleaning was not clean enough, and they were cleaned up for more than ten years. The understanding of them has already been perfected database.

Lao Yang just followed along a little bit, and he completed most of the puzzles.

And the person who completed the last piece of the puzzle was Priest Xideng himself.

He also didn't understand why Yu Ziqing was so courteous, but it didn't matter anymore.

No matter how stupid he is now, he still understands that the guy in front of him who is rising rapidly is trying to kill him.

The white lantern in his hand rotated automatically, and a large "Dian" character was aimed at Yu Ziqing, and the blazing white light shone on Yu Ziqing, covering Yu Ziqing's whole body in the light.

The priest of Xideng recited a strange hymn, his voice became louder and louder, and the magic sound turned into a pervasive thorn, piercing the eardrum of a person, and piercing into the brain of a person.

Yu Ziqing stood where he was, and suddenly raised his eyelids, strands of electric light flashed in front of his eyes, which was a manifestation of too much spiritual power overflowing from his eyes.

Strange electricity produces false electricity, and dark rooms produce whiteness.

Looking around at this moment, I can see the white radiance transformed by the white lanterns, like thin threads, intertwined with each other to form a large net, covering him, and those magic sounds turned into hideous monsters the size of mosquitoes and flies. White-faced monsters came all over the place, burrowing into his ears, mouth, skin, and all over his body.

The weird tone turned into an invisible force, accompanied by the spirit power of the Lantern Priest, stirring and penetrating his spirit.

Yu Ziqing just stood there, doing nothing, and he didn't feel any harm.

He just didn't want to, there was an insurmountable barrier all over his body, blocking everything of the other party, even that white radiance only shone on a part of his body.

He doesn't have to do anything, just think, just say, it seems to be enough.

So, he raised his head and shouted loudly.

"presumptuous!"

With a thought, the blazing sun energy turned into a raging fire, igniting the white light all over his body.

The purest yang flame, accompanied by Yu Ziqing's thoughts, rolled up along the white radiance, burned out all the incandescent light, and lit the white lantern in the hands of the priest of Xideng.

Suddenly, the lantern was reduced to ashes.

The snare in mid-air, countless white-faced monsters as thin as mosquitoes and flies, also turned into dust and disappeared without a trace accompanied by this loud shout.

Priest Xideng let out a muffled snort, as if being bitten by lightning, black blood flowed from the seven orifices, the Yin spirit was shaken, and his consciousness was almost shaken away.

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Backfired.

The other party is a master of the way of refining gods, out of body?
No, much higher than out of body.

Without the yin god coming out of his body, he can be accompanied by such pure yang qi transformed into flames, directly rewinding all his strength and feeding him forcibly, isn't he already cultivated into a yang god?

He had no time to think about it. Above his fontanelle, a somewhat illusory, gloomy Lantern Priest had already flown out.

With just a loud shout, his Yin spirit was forcibly shaken out of his body.

The next moment, I saw Yu Ziqing, who had been holding a dagger all the time, drew out his sword and slashed, a cold light suddenly appeared, and his yin spirit and physical body were cut into two sections together.

However, at this time, a sudden change occurred.

The small theater that has been looping all the time seems to have been pressed the pause button.

Yu Ziqing has always been regarded as an animation villain, every day facing her self-centered pity, stretching out his hand to volley the sky, and the yin god who was cut into two by the priest of Xideng, was forcibly drawn together by a force, as if in Fight against an unknown force.

Yu Ziqing's eyes flickered with lightning, and he could clearly see that when the yin god of the priest Xideng was torn apart with the sudden move of Xieci, runes flew out of the yin spirit of the priest of Xideng. Like a chain, rooted in the Yin God of the Lantern Priest, and rooted in the unknown void at the other end.

The chains are fighting against the power of the Abyss of Despair for this Yin god.

Yu Ziqing didn't hesitate at all, and when the thought came, the dagger in his hand slashed on the illusory rune chain with a little cold light.

The chains suddenly shattered and dissipated, and the Yin God was pinched into a ball by an invisible force and thrown into the dark abyss behind the cliff.

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