Chapter 284 The devil peeks into the soul and plunders the secrets
Author: Ruixuefengnian
Chapter 284 The devil peeks into the soul and plunders the secrets
Tear~
It was like cloth being torn, but in fact the sound of flesh and skin being torn was heard. The head of a wolf was like the existence of gods and demons coming into the world. The legs were holding a thunder spear that had turned into substance, and only half of one end was left.
The body of the demon is lifted up in mid-air.
"That won't work?"
Even the thick-haired wolf's head showed an extremely human expression of disappointment at this moment. He glanced at the demon's empty, no longer growing body, and then at his bare shoulders.
Looking at the only wing left on the east side, I couldn't help but sigh.
"Some nice names."
While shutting up, Feng Qingan stretched out his legs and tore off the remaining wing, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood on his back. With such a tragic injury, the wound was bleeding, and only a few traces of black and red liquid oozed out.
There was no blood spurting out at all, because the demon's blood was almost drained.
"It will look much better that way."
Looking at the young sect leader with only a head and most of his body left in front of him, and the dying demon with only half a breath left in front of him, Feng Qing'an nodded with satisfaction.
He has already fulfilled his promise and beat him to pieces with both fists. The guy who covets Nan Ge should be in the East. It would be too cheap for him to kill him with just one sword.
"Then, no..."
boom--
Before he could finish his words, the thunder spear that penetrated the demon's chest suddenly exploded, causing the demon's body, which was barely breathing, to be torn apart and turned into pitch-black charcoal.
But that does not mean the end. For the common people, the destruction of the body means the end of life, but for monks, it is not the beginning of another path, or perhaps the beginning of falling into purgatory, just like now.
now.
Feng Qing'an stretched his legs forward and fished out a humanoid soul that was five-fifths similar to the young sect leader's human appearance.
There are many parts in Bu Nao's soul that do not belong to the human race. The horns, bat wings and scorpion tail make him half human and half demon. The essence of his soul has changed. Is it because of this that he is judged not to belong to the human race?
Human race.
"That port is flat!"
The eyes of the Yin Hun Young Sect Master, whose soul had been pulled out by Feng Qing'an, were full of resentment and hatred, and he stared at Long Yi with extreme unwillingness as Feng Qing'an's body gradually disappeared and turned into a red robe again.
If it was purely a melee fight, his skills were inferior to others, and his supernatural powers were suppressed, then he would be convinced of the defeat and had nothing to say. After a real fight, he wouldn't even be able to touch the other party's body.
That damn red robe would turn into scales at critical moments, blocking his claws. No matter whether he tried his best or even if his claws were broken, he still couldn't penetrate that thin layer of dragon scales.
Is it because of this that the seemingly fair and just fight was simply a one-sided beating or even a brutal killing? It was an unjust war.
Even if his soul was pulled out, he would still roar loudly to vent his unwillingness and dissatisfaction.
"What's the point? He could have killed me with one sword, but he didn't allow me to enjoy the process of being beaten to death by him."
Feng Qing'an glanced at the soul still moaning unwillingly in his legs. The blue soul fire was flowing along the palms of his legs, burning the soul full of resentment.
The young sect leader's soul suddenly struggled and wailed, and his soul began to become distorted. He could no longer bear the burning pain of Zhi Wan Po, and he couldn't help but scream and beg for mercy.
"He has made the mistake that I am no longer a threat, so let his soul go."
"If Lutuo could be reincarnated, he would be willing to be Mendong's lackey."
Is the young sect leader really scared at this moment? For practitioners, the end of one life does not mean the complete end. As long as the true spirit is still there, there is still a chance of reincarnation.
Although there are many debates in the spiritual world, even if there is only one true soul, can it lose the memory of its previous life? Can the reborn soul really be regarded as its original existence?
What other monks think, the young sect master is confused, but he believes that there is only one true soul, so he is not in a state of disgrace. Even if he is reincarnated, there is still a chance to come back.
If in one month, his cultivation reaches its peak in the next life and he regains all the memories of his previous life, then he can be considered resurrected in an alternative way.
Could it be that once his soul is gone and his true spirit is destroyed, his only hope will be gone? Even if the possibility of that hope is extremely small, almost nonexistent, it is still no glimmer of hope.
"He won't accept a lackey like me."
Hearing that the guy abandoned all dignity and scruples and begged for mercy in the midst of extreme despair, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but laugh. The young man who had already vented his anger had a lazy attitude and a relaxed expression at the moment.
"Come, look into his eyes."
Even though he knew something was wrong, his soul was trembling unconsciously, but the young sect leader, whose physical shell had been blasted, had no power to resist, and couldn't help but look at Feng Qing'an's eyes, which had turned into pitch black in silence.
The deep eyes are like boundless darkness, or like a bottomless abyss. Just by looking at it, the soul will be trapped deep in it, unable to extricate itself.
The fact is, is this the case? At this moment, the soul of the young master of the Yinhun Sect has become dull and lifeless, with no resentment and unwillingness anymore. After all, even all the emotional reactions of the seven emotions and six desires have been deprived and wiped out, so there is no chance of any reaction.
"Found it, it's there."
Feng Qing'an, who had activated the power of the demon, unscrupulously read through all the memories held by the soul in front of him. He originally wanted to find out where the power behind that guy was. If he could, he would annihilate them together with him.
After all, if you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows. If you can practice cultivation, you can have peace of mind and don't have to think wildly. Feng Qing'an felt that it would be better to nip all the signs of danger in the cradle.
In order to avoid causing trouble to your future self, even if the probability of Yinhun Sect retaliating against him is extremely low and they will not be able to find him after all, you should just be decisive in doing things and not leave hidden dangers to the east.
But even though he had the idea of eradicating the roots, Feng Qing'an gradually became obsessed with the memory of that guy's soul, and even became more and more excited the more he looked at it.
Because what he saw in Bu Mao was all kinds of information about the Yin Hun Sect, including the entire cultivation process of the young sect leader from the beginning of his cultivation to the time he was beaten to death.
The magical powers and secrets he has mastered, the summary of experience and insights in practice, all of them cannot be kept secret in front of him, or in front of his beast control master who borrowed the power of the demon.
Even if his soul has been mastered by the secret method, even if it can prevent the prying eyes of monks at a higher level, it cannot block the gaze of the devil.
Because even if the immortals created the secret method, they would not deliberately guard against the demons. Even if the demons obtained the human race's secret methods and supernatural powers, they would be of no use to those who are interested.
Moreover, if the demons interact with living beings other than them, then there are two kinds of truths, either I will die or others will die - there is no existence that can coexist with the demons.
"The power of the demon is really terrifying!"
Feng Qing'an carried the soul of a monk who had barely reached the mortal realm in his legs, and stood in the sky for three days and three nights in the river, until the golden and red moon rose again from the mountains, blooming with infinite light.
At that moment, he finally dispersed the power of the demon and expressed his heartfelt emotion.
At this moment, he has a kind of self-confidence. If he fails to practice the "Six Yin Youtian Immortal Sutra", he will lose the fundamental inheritance of Yinhun Sect. Then it will take him one year to reach the realm of the young sect leader, and
You can probably do better than him.
After all, with his physique and all his experience in cultivation, if he couldn't do it like a mule, he might as well find a beach and bury himself to avoid being embarrassed.
After obtaining all the training memories of a Tianjiao monk and the magical secrets he mastered, Feng Qing'an now even has the confidence to condense a first-grade golden elixir. Bu Nao can't be 100% sure, but there is half, 50%.
Look.
But even so, Feng Qing'an was not in a hurry, because he found that he seemed to have found a shortcut to the great road - based on the power of the devil, he could pry into the practice experience of other monks, and even the magical powers and secrets they had mastered.
, he can gather all dharmas and become the Taoist.
"Avoid being anxious or dry, and don't be impatient."
Feng Qing'an, who suddenly realized the magical power of the demon, quickly calmed down and did not let himself get addicted to it. He even thought of grabbing a few monks and reading their soul memories.
Unscrupulously snooping into other people's memories, especially the memories of great monks whose life experiences are dozens or hundreds of times greater than your own, is definitely not a good choice.
Considering his age, if he suddenly obtained all the memories of a five-hundred-year-old Yuandan monk, it would definitely not be a blessing, or even a terrible disaster.
His life experience is different from that of a monk who has lived for hundreds of years. If it is too short, his original emotions and desires, and even his understanding of the world, will be distorted by this.
"Only those evil geniuses with great luck should deny his goals."
Feng Qing'an stretched out his legs and patted his cheek, warning himself again and again that he must never abuse the power of the demon.
The young master of the Yinhun Sect who allowed him to experience the power of the demon for the first time has lived long enough for an ordinary mortal to live a lifetime.
About sixty years old, which is too young for a mortal to reach the end of his life, but too young for a monk who has already entered the realm of transformation.
However, even so, the chaotic life memory of that Tianjiao monk, who was considered extremely "young" in the world of immortality, also had a certain impact on Feng Qing'an, and he needed some time to get rid of such influence.
Who told him that the years he has spent now are too short, and the things he has experienced are too few, and it is easy to cause problems if he always pries into other people's memories.
"In Zhangxing Palace."
Feng Qing'an, who had calmed down a little, looked at the dark palace that was still suppressed by the Qibao Golden Building. After looking through the memory of the young sect leader, he also knew the origin of the palace.
Was it what the young sect leader discovered when he accidentally strayed into an unknown secret realm of a ruined sect? It was one of his biggest gains and his biggest trump card.
It is used as a wedding dress.
The name of this palace is Zai Zhang, just as Feng Qingan originally judged, it is a palace composed of thousands of magic weapons, and its function and positioning is to cross the sea and fly a boat.
The mission of escorting a group of monks between two continents.
When he knew that, Feng Qingan was a little surprised, and then he came over clearly.
Sea-crossing airships are a vague concept. They are not necessarily long shuttle-shaped airships, but any magic weapon structure that can sail across the sea and can transport more than a thousand people at a time can be called a sea-crossing airship.
"Zaizhang, come here!"
Feng Qing'an put away the Seven Treasures Golden Pillar, pinched the magic formula in his legs, called the huge and towering palace over, and stuffed it into the cave without politeness.
That thing cannot be activated by a single person at all. The mana it consumes should be provided by a group of monks, or a type of spiritual stone similar to a spiritual stone can be prepared, which can stably output spiritual energy gathering crystals.
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The young sect master was extremely selfish and even arrogant. After acquiring such a huge thing, he did not take it out and give it to the sect. Instead, he chose to keep it for himself. In the face of a powerful enemy, he tried to use his own power to mobilize the sect.
The defensive legs of the palace.
If Ming ended up in such a bad situation, it actually had nothing to do with that. It was just because he was greedy and didn't know it, and he provoked people he shouldn't have provoked.
"Yinhun Sect, are the three immortals?"
Feng Qing'an's figure was galloping in the air, and during the flight, his body shape, appearance, and even his breath began to undergo subtle changes.
"You have to plan carefully."
Because what he wanted to eradicate was a sect with three human immortals in the area, Feng Qingan also informed Donghuang about this in advance and did not intend to fight against Dongzhi alone. After Donghuang learned about this,
The response was also extremely simple and straightforward.
"kill!"
"Let him try it first."
When the two of them were discussing and making a decision, the fate of the Yinhun Sect was already decided, but Feng Qingan wanted to have a little intervention in how the process would develop.
The power of the demon can not only spy on memories and obtain secrets, but can also purchase the touching emotions and desires, amplifying many extreme emotions including greed, anger, murderous intention, etc. to the extreme, turning originally normal people into crazy people.
That’s where the power of the demon is truly terrifying!
"If he fails, I will come across the world with the help of Huangji Jingshi Bell."
Although he wanted to test the magical power of Yidong Tianmo, Fu Feng Qing'an was also prepared to overturn the situation to ensure that nothing went wrong.
"Can!"
Donghuang agreed with Feng Qing'an's approach. Anyway, if she sensed that Feng Qing'an was in danger, she would tear the void apart and descend directly.
The power of the inherited Taoist weapon, even if it is separated by one realm, is enough to wipe out the immortals. Although with her realm of Ming, it would cost a lot to activate the Huangji Jingshi Bell and exert that kind of power, but since
When it comes to her sister, there is no need to worry about that.