After a moment.

Everyone in Chiyang Sect was slept on the ground in horror, a terrifying pressure enveloped the void, and the biting cold seemed to freeze their souls.

A cold voice suppressing endless anger sounded:

"The Sky Sword Dog Thief is looking for death!"

Everyone's brains were blank.

The Chiyang Martial Saint quickly grabbed the Ziyue Martial Saint who was about to run away, and he whispered:

"Sister Ziyue, don't worry."

The eyes of Ziyue Martial Saint were filled with regret:

"Brother, this matter must not be forgotten like this. The sword dog thief cut off your arm that day and even snatched the Big Sun compass. This is the revenge to block the Tao. No matter what kind of strange origin he is, the little sister will fight him!"

A hint of hatred also rose in Chiyang Martial Saint's eyes. He took a deep breath and said:

"I naturally dare not forget this hatred, but now the Martial Saint of Zhantian has just suppressed the four Martial Saints. He said that he cannot be flirted with internal means and cannot touch his bad head at this critical moment. Otherwise, he would not be able to kill the Tianjian Dog Thief and offend the Martial Saint of Zhantian."

The Ziyue Martial Saint looked angry:

"How can the Martial Saint of Killing the Heavenly Heaven be so biased? It is obvious that the Tianjian Dog Thief was wrong first. If he acted like this in order not to get in the internal friction, he would be disagreeable."

Chiyang Martial Saint Road:

"It doesn't make sense to say this now. We just need to wait quietly for the opportunity, wait for an opportunity that is beyond the reach of the Heavenly Martial Saint, and kill the Heavenly Sword Dog Thieves with the power of thunder. Even if the Heavenly Martial Saint is angry, there is no way to do anything. In the end, we can only turn big things into small things."

The Purple Moon Martial Saint's eyes flashed:

"You mean?"

"That's right, the day of the revival of inspiration!" There was a trace of bloodthirsty aura in his eyes, "The Blood Rain of Martial Saint can just take us brothers and sisters to the next level!"

immediately.

He apologized again:

"But I have to feel wronged recently, Sister Ziyue, you are temporarily low-key, so as not to be prepared for the sword dog that day. At that time, our brothers and sisters work together to catch him off guard and help Sister Ziyue to get to the next level. We may not have no chance in the future!"

The Ziyue Martial Saint nodded and said:

"As long as I can vent my anger for you, brother, what's wrong with me hiding it for the time being?"

The brother and sister smiled at each other.

then.

The Chiyang Sect received a ban: No one can disclose today's affairs, otherwise they will be punished by the death of the body!

No one knows it.

The Purple Moon Martial Saint has recovered and has hidden in Chiyang Sect.

...

Seeking the Taoist temple.

The breeze blows by, and the tea tree of Vigor rolls up the leaves, covering the courtyard with lush greenery, a strange fragrance that makes people intoxicated.

Ning Qi was closing his eyes and realizing the truth.

In my mind, countless spiritual lights were sputtering and gushing. During this period, all the results of the experiments with the sword demon were blooming. A series of spiritual lights were intertwined, and then they were straightened out by Ning Qi. That sense of accomplishment was not worthy of being told by outsiders.

Unconsciously.

A wisp of spiritual energy had appeared at his fingertips.

He opened his eyes and was determined. Three flowers on his head condensed, and this wisp of spiritual energy rushed straight to it.

This is the first time Ning Qi tried to refine spiritual energy by himself.

The spiritual energy was floating above his head, and he did not rush to take it into his body.

Buzz!

A peerless sword intent soared into the sky and hanged beside him. An invisible sword could be seen vaguely. When the sword intent appeared, the originally stable spiritual energy had a slight fluctuation, and an invisible pulling force appeared, but it was a little weak.

But this is not over yet.

Immediately after the sword intent, a terrifying sword intent also rose up, running side by side with the sword intent.

The spiritual energy is even more traction.

Ning Qi's eyes flashed with golden light and his aura burst out.

In an instant.

Just like mushrooms spring after the rain, the artistic conceptions of martial arts rise up.

There are guns with a piercing meaning, fists that suppress the world, fire that burns everything, and thunder that is overwhelming...

Many strange phenomena rose and fell beside Ning Qi, and such a grand scene was nowhere to be seen.

The artistic conception of thousands of ways is a scene that people cannot imagine.

Ning Qi's body trembled slightly.

This is not the limit of his understanding, but it is close to the limit of his divine will.

"But... enough!"

His eyes were extremely bright. At this moment, the wisp of spiritual energy had reached its limit and was constantly shaking, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment. Ning Qi could feel that some terrifying substance was about to be released and the place where the poison was located had been located.

"Give it to me, merging!"

He shouted in his heart.

The next moment.

The artistic conceptions turn into torrents and pour into the three flowers.

Buzz!

When each artistic conception is integrated into it, the three flowers will tremble and whisper, and some magical change will occur.

As the last artistic conception is integrated.

The three flowers bloom completely.

Ning Qi only felt that his spirit had reached an extremely strange state. He vaguely felt a magical power surge from the sky, and every inch of space around him surged.

Among the three flowers, an invisible fire appeared and was burning quietly.

Ning Qi made a quick decision.

The wisp of spiritual energy that had been trembling for a long time was put into it.

boom!

The invisible fire suddenly surged, swallowing the spiritual energy. In Ning Qi's perception, the poison like a maggot on the tarsus completely turned into nothingness under the burning of the flames, and the spiritual energy burst out with an extremely agile aura.

Ning Qi was happy in his heart. When he thought about it, the purified spiritual energy suddenly penetrated into his body, following various mysterious trajectories and wanted to integrate into one of the five internal organs and turn into spiritual power. There was no terrifying abnormalities experienced by the sword demon before.

So far.

It has been successful.

Ning Qi smiled at the corner of his mouth, feeling an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

He Ningqi did what the ancient saints could not do.

"The three flowers are combined with the artistic conception of ten thousand ways to form the fire of Nirvana, and connect the power of higher dimensions to remove the vicious poison. This is... the Nirvana Dharma of Ten Thousand Ways."

"With this Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana Dharma, the spiritual energy I absorb in the future can completely remove the life poison. I don't need to bear the pain of life poison like others. It's a pity that only I can do this method."

The artistic conception of thousands of paths is not something that human power can achieve, but it is better to understand the nature of the heavens and be able to use one method to predict all things.

"However, I can't be promoted to Martial Saint now."

Very simple.

Because the inspiration is not strong enough.

Ning Qi's multiple experiments were just to intercept the inspiration from the Martial Saint's secret treasure to fusion. There is no problem with these amounts as experiments, but it is impossible to be promoted to the Martial Saint. What's more, he has ambition to use the impact of the inspiration to revive the energy to continuously break through several realms. Now, fusion of a little spiritual power in advance will not only be of any help, but may become a burden in the future.

Ning Qi thought.

The wisp of spiritual energy that was about to merge into the body was immediately discharged.

Under Ning Qi's gaze, a poison of life poured in between the world again, and the spiritual energy that had been purified was polluted again.

"Sure enough, if the source is not solved, the spiritual energy will continue to be polluted. Now the Ten Thousand Dao Nirvana Dharma can only be used to purify the spiritual energy myself."

"However, you can't hurry. You have to eat one bite at a time. Then, you will deduce a universal method of removing the evil spirits, and finally solve the source of the evil spirits in one fell swoop."

Ning Qi's aura gradually stabilized, and he stood with his hands behind his back and looked into the distance.

"It is already easy for me to break through the Martial Saint. It is also simple to integrate and deduce a Martial Saint-level Wanxiang Sutra. The most important thing now is to accumulate foundation and strive to break through several realms in one fell swoop when the inspiration is revived."

"To make full use of Yu Wangzhu and the Dari compass, we need to make these two martial saint secret treasures my foundation, and we also need to see if there are other ways to strengthen my foundation."

"There is also to simplify the Wandao Nirvana Law by one or two, so that Master and the others can learn it too, and the effect will be at least better than the secret technique given to me by Senior Xuan Turtle."

"In addition, they are born and Xiao Shi. They may awaken when their inspiration is revived, and they need to be guaranteed by secret techniques."

After clarifying what to do next, Ning Qi felt much more happy.

As for now.

He has one more thing to do.

That is to share the fruits of victory with the sword demon.
To be continued...