Three hundred and sixtieth chapters day one volume
The elder brother, Taoist Wild Dog, and Qin Changfeng, whose name I can’t remember.
The three people lying on the ground and passed out, if nothing else, are the only remaining "characters" in the Blood Refining Hall.
Since the black-hearted old man unified the Demon Sect eight hundred years ago, the Blood Refining Hall was at its peak. Then it fell apart under the counterattack of the Righteous Path. After its rapid decline, the Blood Refining Hall languished and remained at the bottom of the five sects of the Demon Sect.
Qin Changfeng looked at the three people and was obviously deep in thought. It would be simple and convenient to kill them directly, but...it seemed a bit of a pity.
Let’s not talk about the impact of this on the plot. The Blood Refining Hall itself has value.
After all, it was once the largest sect of the Demon Sect. Although its reputation is no longer there, it is still a serious and recognized Demonic Organization. If you have such a name in your hands, it will undoubtedly be more convenient to deal with the Demon Sect in the future.
Much more.
For example, the second volume of the Book of Heaven must be obtained from the Ghost King. As for robbing it, Qin Changfeng is currently not considering it.
Moreover, if he wants to use the inheritance beads to absorb the classics of various factions of the Demon Sect, he also needs to consider the long term. Violence is far from the best choice.
At the thought of this, Qin Changfeng's eyes flashed, and then he narrowed his eyes. He put the Holy Light Scepter into the storage space, then took out the Huangquan mask and put it on, and then used a bamboo hat to cover his bald head, including his clothes and shoes.
I also changed all my socks.
In an instant, he transformed into a completely different person.
Completely indifferent, with his hands behind his back, he stood on the platform at the end of the cave like a statue.
This is an incredibly huge space. The top of the rock cave is only a hundred feet high. Not far in front, there is a huge stone emitting strong light, illuminating the entire space.
But the most surprising thing is not this boulder, but behind this boulder, deep in the light, is a huge abyss that suddenly opens up. The light scattered by this boulder illuminates the dome of the cave, but it cannot go deep into it.
The abyss behind it is half an inch.
Viewed from the air, the abyss is pitch black, and even the other end of the abyss cannot be seen. There is only a lifeless, eerie darkness, and one does not know where the other side is or how far away it is.
Qin Changfeng looked at the strange light boulder, on which three large characters were engraved with dragons and phoenixes dancing in ancient seal script:
Deathly Abyss!
The real cave of the Black-hearted Old Man, the Dripping Cave, which is where the first volume of the Book of Heaven is hidden, is in this abyss!
While pondering, Qin Changfeng waved his hand, and the huge body of the demon was summoned.
It seemed to have sensed something. After it appeared, it immediately stared unblinkingly at the abyss at the end of the stone platform, with a solemn look in its snake-like vertical pupils.
Qin Changfeng patted its head, then jumped up and sat down on its broad back.
"What...what's going on, I'm not dead?"
"It's impossible. There's no reason why the monk would spare us..."
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After an unknown amount of time, the three people from the comatose Blood Refining Hall woke up quietly and stopped talking to themselves midway through.
Because they saw a ferocious and terrifying giant beast with double wings and ribs opposite them, looking at them with interest. A terrifying long tail passed in front of their eyes from time to time, bringing with it a chilling wind.
"Who are you, Your Excellency, and why are you here?"
The current leader of the Blood Refining Hall is a big old man with a beard. He stared at the person and beast in front of him and asked nervously.
Qin Changfeng's face was completely hidden under the ghastly mask of Huang Quan, like a ghost, he made a vicissitudes of voice, and said quietly: "Who I am is not important to you, what is important is that I saved you...
How do you plan to repay this life-saving grace?"
"You saved us... where is the monk from Tianyin Temple?"
The old man looked at the person in front of him. He felt that this mysterious pressure was filling him from head to toe. The more he looked at it, the more he was shocked. He found that he was not much better in front of him than when he faced the nine terrifying thunder dragons before.
.
"That monk..."
Qin Changfeng touched his chin and muttered: "The monk's name is Fa Xin, and he is a unique talent from Tianyin Temple. Although he is young, his Buddhist cultivation is extremely advanced, and he has unparalleled magical powers! Especially the Holy Spirit he cultivated.
The power of thunder is designed to defeat the demonic bodies like ours, so you must be careful when you meet him in the future... I'm going too far. Although the monk is strong, he is only on par with me. After a short fight, it will be difficult to win.
, and he retreated on his own."
After hearing this, the three of them took a breath of cold air at the same time. When they looked at the figure on the back of the ferocious beast, their eyes changed.
They had personally experienced how terrifying the monk's holy power was. In the situation at that time, they were like ants under the power of the dragon, but this mysterious masked man was able to repel it without any harm, which proved that at least it was
Being on the same level as the other party, how could they not be surprised?
"I wonder how Senior wants us to repay him?" The three of them all put down their posture. In the Demon Sect, worshiping the strong is an instinct engraved in the bones.
"Seniors don't dare to take this position. I'm not even older than you."
Qin Changfeng has always believed that the image of a senior is associated with an old man with a fluttering white beard, so he thought he was still in his prime, he quickly distanced himself from these two words, and then said with a smile: "I see how pitiful you guys are.
, just be your boss reluctantly, and I will lead you to revive the Blood Refining Hall in the future, how about it?"
"This..." The three of them were all stunned on the spot. They never expected that the other party would propose such a condition.
"No?" Seeing that the three of them didn't reply for a long time, Qin Changfeng chuckled.
"I don't dare, it's just..." The old man was covered in cold sweat under the gaze of one person and one beast, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "It's just that you have to tell us which sect you come from, and why you want to help revive the Blood Refining Hall.
, otherwise even if the three of us are willing, I’m afraid the brothers won’t be convinced!”
"You really want to know?"
"Please give me your respect!"
"Okay then," Qin Changfeng sighed inwardly. Sure enough, he couldn't achieve his goal by just using words to fool him. In the end, he had to show off his bastard spirit!
Then the aura on his body suddenly changed dramatically, and his eyes turned into darkness, as if connected to the underworld. It was extremely gloomy, and the rich ghost energy rising from his body soared into the sky, as if it wanted to swallow up the abyss behind him.
"Tongue pulling hell!"
"Skinned hell!"
"Scissor hell!"
He raised his hand with three fingers, and three black rays of light flew out at the same time, and three shrill screams rang out instantly.
When it comes to torture methods, the mental torture of Hell Illusion is one of the best. The three people were instantly trapped in a situation where they could neither survive nor die. Although the exercises they practiced could improve their basic spirits, otherwise they would not be able to use the treasure, but
Compared with Qin Changfeng, he is still far behind.
"Think carefully and wait until I come back to hear your answer!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Changfeng asked the Demon God to flap its wings and fly directly down into the bottomless abyss behind it, which was like the entrance to hell.
As for the three people above, they can just wait for him where they are after enjoying the free package of a trip to hell. Otherwise, he can find them even if they escape to the ends of the earth.
Below the Necromantic Abyss is first a large lake, or a huge deep underground sea, called the Heartless Sea.
On the shore, there is a piece of land with an indirect overhang.
The Heartless Sea is obviously connected to the outside world, so the Black Water Black Snake that once occupied this place in the original work suddenly appeared in the Death Swamp more than ten years later.
I don't know if it was because he had accumulated too much character recently, but Qin Changfeng drove the Demon God to look for bleeding holes around the hanging wall in the abyss, but he never encountered the terrifying big black snake.
During this period, it took him three days in total to find the entrance to the Dripping Blood Cave hidden behind the big tree on the cliff with the help of the Demon God and dozens of scout Gu insects.
The cave is long and slender, with flowing water and waterfalls. The real entrance of the cave needs to be triggered to open. Qin Changfeng didn't remember it very clearly at first. However, after arriving here, under the guidance of some relevant memories in his mind, he learned the correct method.
Found it out.
Entering the Dripping Blood Cave, Qin Changfeng ignored it and immediately found a scripture wall inscription on a stone wall that clearly stated "Volume 1 of the Heavenly Book" in five ancient seal characters, and then he smiled.
"The creation of heaven and earth is said to be a time of chaos, ignorance and undividedness. The sun and the moon contain their brilliance, and the heaven and earth are mixed. The outline has changed, and the clear and turbid have become old..."
Qin Changfeng read the scriptures on the stone wall. For him, these scriptures were also obscure and difficult to understand.
Under normal circumstances, he might have cultivated to a higher level of military lord realm and still not be able to comprehend it.
But now, after just reciting it softly once, he received a reminder in the diary, which showed that he had obtained the second volume of the Heavenly Book, which could complete part of the eleventh level of the Wuxiang Tianleijue technique, and after practicing it
, condensed into a calamity seal containing the power of dark evil spirits.
In fact, this first volume of the Book of Heaven is all-encompassing, and Qin Changfeng even felt the essence of Buddhism from it.
But in the final analysis, he does not need all the principles of the operation of the rules of heaven and earth contained in this volume of heavenly books, but only needs to peel off the part of it that is dominated by demons, and evolve a part of his practice in the Tao Dan realm.
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Just take one scoop out of three thousand weak water, that's it.
To transform the second Dao pattern in the Dantian, he only needs to follow the secret manual given to him by the master brain and practice step by step. The difficult part is the condensation of the second thunder calamity seal.
This calamity seal, tentatively defined as having the power of the black devil, is also very important to Qin Changfeng. Although the power of the Heavenly Buddha Seal is unparalleled, it is not suitable for all situations.
Moreover... In addition to the extremely strong suppression of dark power, the 20% increase in energy power is not a very powerful increase for a trialer in the military governor realm.
It is foreseeable that the evil power transformed by the second calamity seal must also have its own advantages in terms of attack!
It's just that when he condensed the first Heavenly Buddha Holy Seal, the monks from Tianyin Temple helped. Not to mention helping him with the second Demonic Seal, he had to find a way to avoid the eyes and ears of all enlightened people, so he condensed the Tribulation Seal.
Where does the original power needed for time come from? It has become a big problem...
