If you see evil, you will be afraid; if you see good, you will be deceived.

Such people will not be lacking in any world or dynasty.

Being bullied good is afraid of evil, even if good overwhelms evil.

An Qisheng watched coldly and felt the psychological changes of many people.

The spiritual practice is to train the world and constantly face yourself.

good?

Is this agreed?

The crying came to an abrupt end.

The villagers were overwhelmed by surprise, but when they looked up, their hearts suddenly became cold.

An Qisheng's palm slowly pulled from the void, and the invisible air flow had turned into a Qi sword and was held in his palm.

This is naturally not the King's Sword.

At this time, the King’s Sword cannot be used.

"If you don't want to live, you'll be clean if you die."

An Qisheng's fingers brushed the sword edge of the Qi sword, and the sharpness flashed, and his eyes became colder and colder.

He is not a saint, nor is he a rude person.

In other words, he killed more people than most people have ever seen.

The invisible murderous intent spread out, and the mountaintop was as cold as the middle of winter, and the biting cold filled the hearts of all the villagers.

"Dao, Taoist priest..."

The old village was frightened and was about to speak when a cold light passed by, blood sprayed out, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Faith is sinless, and human sacrifice is unforgivable!"

Amid the faint voice of self-talk, an invisible sword lotus bloomed on the mountain, and shone with a different kind of light under the rising sun.

In a faint vaguely, there seemed to be a rustling sound of blood spraying.

“So quiet…”

For some reason, Li Changyu and others, who were tied to a cart at the entrance of the village, suddenly felt a chill in their hearts and felt that the air around them was quiet.

"Those people, where did those people go?"

Some people struggle, but the bondage is too solid and they cannot break free.

"have no idea."

Li Changyu said, suddenly his eyes moved and he saw a sword light flashing in the sky.

What is that?

When he shook his body, he found that the rope bound to him had broken at some point.

He rose up in an instant, and the rest of his companions also rose up.

"Brother Li!"

Someone called out and suddenly stopped.

There were already screams in the village.

"It's that sword light!"

Li Changyu's eyes widened.

I saw a light red sword light reflected from the sun in the village, leaping and moving, and sweeping across the entire village in a flash.

"Fly, fly sword!"

All of them were stunned.

Of course, they knew that there were practitioners in the world, but these practitioners often saw the dragon but did not see the tail. This was the first time they looked at the flying sword so close.

"This, did these people anger any senior?"

Li Changyu's scalp was numb, and suddenly he saw a group of people running out of the village crying and shouting, all of whom were very scared.

And behind him, the bloody sword light appeared faintly.

The few people hurriedly avoided it. It was clear that most of the people in this group were young, children, middle-aged people, and only a few elderly people.

At this time, everyone was crying and shouting, only to regret that they had two legs.

"All those old guys are dead?"

Li Changyu discovered the problem.

Among these people who were driven out by the flying sword, there was no one who had previously plotted against them and wanted to sacrifice them alively.

But at this time, there were less than a thousand people in the village with nearly two thousand people.

This sword killed half of the people!

A sword can still distinguish between good and evil?

He was a little confused.

But he didn't dare to go out, so he could only watch the group of people being driven away by flying swords and running away from the mountain.

Huh ~

The wind is high on the top of the mountain, and it is whistling.

An Qisheng looked down at the sea of ​​clouds and saw the group of villagers forced to leave by flying swords.

This huge village has two thousand people, but at the beginning, there were only a few dozen people.

These dozens of people discovered the secret here and were reluctant to leave. After staying here for so many years, they actually developed a village of nearly two thousand people by binding outsiders.

Unfortunately, with the rise of this mountain's infamous reputation, few people dared to enter the mountain.

Among the two thousand people, I don’t know how many people got married in close relatives, father married daughters, and son married sisters. This is a village that has caused chaos in human relations.

Over the years, there have been countless deformed children who have sacrificed to the altar through them.

They just thought it was God's punishment for them and they were willing to accept it.

Ignorance, so sad.

After all, compared to flesh and blood, Yi Xie Taoist cares more about the pathological and distorted soul.

"The evil Taoist..."

An Qisheng turned his eyes and glanced at the white bones rolling around under the yellow dog's paws.

With a flip, he took out the "replacement balance" and "any altar that is required to be accepted".

After practicing magical powers in this world, you can open up a variety of spaces rooted in spiritual consciousness to store items, or store monsters like real people in Yixie.

For An Qisheng, it is an infinite cave heaven and a blessed land of reincarnation.

However, he was not willing to inlaid the blessed land of reincarnation in this world like the incense realm, because the spiritual energy in this world is poisonous.

But it also did not prevent him from placing some items.

For example, this altar.

Bang!

Seeing the altar, the bones that were fisted by the yellow dog struggled and beat the ground. However, his soul had been sealed among the bones and could not be pronounced at all.

Not far away, the seriously injured demon-refining corpse twitched from time to time and roared, but it was still unable to get up.

"Five-star wonder..."

An Qisheng pinched the altar with a faint eyes.

After many attempts and explorations in the soul, he had a preliminary impression of this so-called "star".

The people who set this star rating have great ambitions and are extremely broad inclusive.

The five-star rating is probably the highest-level thing he has seen except for the Taoist graphic.

At this time, he also knew.

As his mind turned, the ghosts that were pinched in his palm were wailing and swallowed by the altar.

"What do you want?"

There was no slight fluctuation of emotions in An Qisheng's ears.

This is not a sound, but a fluctuation, a fluctuation that changes many syllables with people, not the language of the Emperor Heaven Realm.

Even, not limited to any species.

This is the language that really works for communication.

"Secret Method of Practice."

An Qisheng intends to try it out. What secret method can be exchanged for many ghosts that were spit out by the yellow dog before?

"The offering is enough... to replace it."

Amid the low murmur, the natural runes on the altar suddenly shone with a faint red light.

An Qisheng's divine intention rose to the highest point, staring at this scene.

In a vague way, he could feel a slight fluctuation spreading.

This fluctuation is so subtle that even with his grasp of the magnetic field, he can only feel the most insignificant fluctuation.

If you want to find out the secret of its operation, you will know how far it is.

Huh ~

In just a few blinks of fingers, the light on the altar had dimmed.

What followed was a red wooden bead the size of a thumb, similar to a Buddhist bead, but it looked a little gloomy, as if it had been soaked in blood.

An Qisheng pinched the bead, and his tentacles were cold, and a fierce aura rushed into his body.

The Blood Sea Shura Sutra, the rest of the chapter.

The words flowed through my heart, and An Qisheng frowned slightly. This was another evil method, and the cultivation process was extremely cruel.

First, you must use a secret method to peel off your human skin and then refine the entire blood body to become a blood shadow condensed by the essence and energy, so that the blood shadow can be warmed up.

Until you achieve your natal life.

At that time, when facing an enemy, you must open your arms and rush over, immediately pass through, swallow the soul and blood, and not be afraid of thunder, lightning, water and fire, and the flying sword cannot be restrained.

Until the blood shadows increase, the final combination can be called the Shura body, and the scatter can be turned into a sea of ​​blood.

However, this is just a broken chapter, only the part of receiving the talisman, not even the warmth chapter, let alone the natal and soul.

"Take a hair, and a little more... and it's a thousand times exchanged. No wonder this strange evil Taoist wants to exchange for the low-level Dharma-level practice secrets, rather than the classic-level..."

An Qisheng glanced at the evil Taoist thoughtfully. The scarlet ghost fire in the bone-shaped sockets was unsteady and stared at him coldly.

At this time, he naturally knew that the evil Taoist could open up seventy-two great techniques that directly lead to the soul. It was not that he was so great that he was, but that he was cruel enough, sacrificed enough, and exchanged so many secret techniques.

How cruel is this to replace a thousand times?

Even if most of it is consumed in the universe replacement, the original owner of the Star Sky Tower, who replaced the altar, is a cruel person.

The kind that needs to peel and cramp, and squeeze the internal organs into oil!

In exchange for a complete method of "Tao" level of practice, it may not be enough to sacrifice the entire evil path.

Therefore, he will find another way.

He is also a smart person.

Bang bang ~

The Yi Xie Zhenren looked at the altar and couldn't help but beat the ground hard, gritting his teeth with hatred.

"The classic secret technique is indeed unique. If you are expected, you have obtained this secret technique, right?"

An Qisheng crushed the red wooden beads casually and looked at Yi Xie Zhenren lightly.

Only then did Yi Xie Zhenren realize that he could speak:

"Who are you?!!"

He could not believe everything he saw.

I have been exploring this altar for nearly a year before I grasped the secret and tried to sacrifice.

This Taoist in white clothes understood as soon as he got started?

"Let me guess that there should be a Blood Sea Yaksha technique below the Blood Sea and the Dao of the Underworld?"

An Qisheng glanced at Yi Xie Real Person indifferently.

Since he has obtained the spiritual imprint of Yi Xie Zhenren, he naturally knows his experience.

It’s not just the Blood Sea Shura Sutra?

The advanced version of the Bone Man's magic also has the Bone Man's magic path!

The so-called seventy-two evil methods by the strange evil Taoist are on it, and there are seventy-two secret teachings at the level of the Tao!

Unfortunately, with the mechanism of this altar, if you want to obtain these seventy-two secrets, you may have to sacrifice the blood and souls of the living creatures in the world.

"How do you know?!"

The true man Yi Xie was completely shocked and could not calm down with his state of mind.

Blood Sea Mingjun said that he had not even collected all the remaining chapters of the remaining chapters, and he almost forgot about them. Does this person actually know?

"It is very useful to keep this treasure in your body, but you only use it to replace some evil methods. As both the soul, you are far inferior to the true person of God's will."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Although evil laws are moving forward quickly, they will attract backlash from the world if they are too evil.

It’s ridiculous that this strange and evil Taoist man can only replace the methods of the right path, but it is too ridiculous.

Tao, Buddha, demon, ghost, and evil are all rooted in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there is no difference.

Huh ~

As he thought, An Qisheng ignored the shocking gaze of the Yixie Zhenren, and with a casual move, he tore his lower body off directly.

"ah!"

This time, the evil Taoist suddenly let out a shocking scream.

His soul was sealed among the bones by An Qisheng. At this time, the bones were torn apart, which was no less than half of his soul.

Even if his soul achieves such pain, he can't bear it at this time.

Huh ~

The cold wind rolled in the mountains again, covering the top of the mountain.

The yin evil spirits were like a torrent and flowed backwards into half of the white bones torn by An Qisheng, and the rest were flowed backwards into the body of the evil Taoist.

The white bones that were visible to the naked eye were suddenly pitch black, and the surging evil was compressed between them.

In just a few moments, the bones actually grew again, and soon, two split skeletons.

Under An Qisheng's operation, two independent and complete skeletons have become.

The screams of the evil Taoist stopped abruptly. Looking at the actions of the Taoist in white, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.

Under his gaze, An Qisheng tore the half of the skeleton that had grown up and stuffed it into the altar.

The altar was obviously the size of a palm, but it swallowed the white bones.

"A soul is a constant stream of replacements."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Yi Xie Zhenren and responded to the whispered question on the altar:
Chapter completed!