After thinking for a moment, Xiao Jiang nodded and said:
"Tell me, I don't mind killing you."
Half of his face smiled and said:
"Then let me make a long story short, there are some things you will naturally find out when you go out.
One hundred and fifty million years ago, there were countless powerful people from all continents in the Star Realm. The strongest sect in the Far Eastern Continent was the Tiandi Sect. The ten sects of the Tiandi Sect had all religions and no distinctions. As long as they had good qualifications, all demons and monsters could join.
I am Hanxue, the leader of the Blood Sect of the Heaven and Earth Sect. I am ranked fifth among the ten major sect leaders. I am not strong but not weak either.
At that time, the Tiandi Sect was so powerful that it almost swept the entire continent. Unfortunately, the sect leader Nu Tian was secretly practicing in seclusion and was assassinated. The ten major sect leaders refused to accept the others, which eventually led to a war within the sect.
I was the loser in the battle. After the defeat, I ran away, but I didn't want to be trapped by the spirit-swallowing formation set up by Xuanzong. In the end, I was nailed here by Xuanjue with the Xuantian Nail.
For hundreds of millions of years, my body has been constantly corrupting under Xuantian Nails, but my body is too strong to die. Xuan Jue just wants to see me die in pain like this. I can no longer bear this kind of torture, so I let you kill me.
I."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiang hurriedly said:
"Uh... So your physical body is at least at the level of a God King. I probably won't be able to kill you. It seems that I can't fulfill your conditions."
Although Xiao Jiang really wanted to know the secret, he was a person who attached great importance to his promises. The other party's body was so powerful that after thinking about it, he probably couldn't do it and could only explain the situation.
Hanxue smiled bitterly and said:
"I have a way. I'll tell you later. If he doesn't kill me, it's not because he has any hatred towards me. Back then, everyone just wanted to be the leader of the sect, and they killed each other countless times. There is no hatred in this kind of fight anymore. Then,
It's just about interests and power, there's no need to torture the other party.
The reason why he pinned me here is that I know a secret, a big secret about the sect master Zhentian.
The leader of the Zhentian Sect is not a human but a demon, and he is an evil demon. His body is a celestial dragon from the East Ji Peak. After cultivating his human form, he accidentally obtained the artifact Heaven and Earth Sword, and then he cultivated to the realm of the God Emperor.
This sword disappeared when the sect leader died. Some people thought it was taken by someone who plotted against him. Only I know that the sect leader never took this sword with him but hid it in a secret place.
The reason why I know this is that I discovered it when I was practicing the Phantom Blood Earth Meridian Kung Fu. This place is under a white stone hilltop in Dongji Peak. The Heaven and Earth Sword is covered by the illusion formation. To get it, you must have the power to see through illusions.
I just don't understand this method. Although I knew the sword was in it but couldn't get it, Xuan Jue guessed that I knew the secret of where the sword was because of a slip of the tongue.
It's a pity that he never came here again after trapping me. I guess he also lost his soul in the fight back then."
Big secret, it really is a big secret. Xiao Jiang laughed dryly. Dongji Peak is a million feet high. There are countless rumors of ferocious beasts in the mountain. There are even powerful god-level beings. Even low-level gods dare not enter rashly.
Letting Xiao Jiang know such a big secret actually meant that it was better not to know. Seeing Xiao Jiang rolling his eyes, Han Xue also knew why. Although his cultivation was completely destroyed and his body collapsed, the knowledge he had in the past was still there. Xiao Jiang
With this level of cultivation, let alone taking the Heaven and Earth Sword, even the outer reaches of Dongji Peak cannot come close.
Hanxue Youyou said:
"You don't have to be depressed, know that there is always a chance, no matter how slim it is, there is still a glimmer of hope, but I no longer have any hope at all.
Now you listen carefully to the formula I recite, and then start practicing the Blood Spirit Technique that I have created over the past 100 million years with nothing to do. This is based on the Phantom Blood Earth Meridian Technique I used to create, and was created by combining the techniques I observed Zhentian and other powerful people.
The Blood Spirit Art is not a spell but a powerful technique based on blood and assisted by Qi. If you practice it to the extreme, well, if I could master it back then, even Zhentian would have been sucked dry by me."
"Suck it dry? What do you mean? Is this an evil skill? If it is an evil skill, I will not learn it."
When Xiao Jiang heard this, he hurriedly spoke, and Han Xue smiled and asked:
"Let me ask you, can a practitioner's fighting skills kill people? Are the skills that can kill people evil?
You are stupid and ignorant. There is no good or bad technique. The most important thing is your own heart. This technique may be evil in my hands, because I will use this technique to devour other people's physical cultivation to improve myself.
Achieve your ambition to dominate the world.
But this is just a skill, and it will not corrode your mind. Once you learn it, it depends on how you use it. If you use it for what you think is good, then it is a magical skill. If you also want to do evil, then it is a magic skill or evil skill."
Although Xiao Jiang has been practicing for decades, he has no experience in martial arts. He only knows that the world is dangerous and that people's hearts are unpredictable, but no one like this billion-year-old antique can understand the difference between good and evil.
As soon as Xiao Jiang came to his senses, Hanxue began to recite the Blood Spirit Jue sentence by sentence, and began to explain it word for word.
If it were Xiao Jiang in the past, it would probably take several days to memorize this eloquent 20,000 to 30,000 words of Blood Spirit Art, not to mention the profound meaning of its explanations.
Now he found that he remembered what the other party said, and as Han Xue continued to explain, his hands slowly turned blood red in less than half an hour.
Seeing Xiao Jiang quickly comprehending and mastering the Blood Spirit Art, Han Xue said in surprise:
"You have such a strong ability to comprehend, but it's a pity that you are so weak, otherwise you would definitely be the strongest person in this Xingyuan world."
Xiao Jiang was slightly stunned. Is he still weak in basic skills? But he clearly felt that he was able to practice, and after comparing the information that Lu Yuan sent him, he found that his current cultivation speed was comparable to those of top-level geniuses.
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However, Xiao Jiang would not talk about this kind of thing with Han Xue. He looked at the red aura in his palm and said to Han Xue:
"You still have half of your divine body. If I devour the essence of your physical body, how much do you think my physical body will be strengthened?"
Hanxue smiled and said:
"How much? I guess it can reach the physical strength of a third-grade immortal. I am not a body cultivator, and my physical body is not too strong. But if you suck half of my divine body, the benefits may be beyond your imagination."
Xiao Jiang was silent for a moment and reached out to clasp half of Han Xue's head. As the red mist on his hand continued to rotate, Han Xue's half face showed a hint of relief and slowly closed his one eye and said:
"Let's do it."
Xiao Jiang was not polite and would not hesitate. The strange suction force generated by the red mist began to swallow up the essence of half of Han Xue's body. Hearing the sizzling sound, half of Han Xue's body began to collapse and a little bit of essence was absorbed by Xiao Jiang.
Devour.
More than an hour later, Xiao Jiang in front of the stone pillar exhaled a breath of white air. He looked thoughtfully at the bones nailed to the stone pillar in front of him and sighed:
"If you are as strong as Han Xue and Xuan Jue, you will either end up trapped or turn into ashes, so what's the point of getting stronger?"
