He suddenly realized that this was the inheritance of Demon Subduing Hall.
But he still had some doubts.
It would be too simple to say that this is the inheritance of Demon Subduing Hall.
Only these two figures have a formula, and this formula is very simple, and the power seems to be ordinary. With this, they can shoulder the important task of the Demon-Conquering Palace and become the sharpest sword in the Great Ci'en Temple?
Compared with the past, the Demon and the Great Sun Tathagata, the Immovable Buddha, only has his own appearance, and is more agile and real. Compared with the past, there is not much difference.
He was thinking like this when he saw two figures suddenly looking at each other.
A strange feeling arises. They all look like me and have the same thoughts as me, but when they look at each other, they feel completely different.
One feels peaceful, joyful and calm, while the other feels high-spirited, hostile to the world, and full of heroic spirit. The two thoughts are intertwined, making him feel extremely contradictory.
He smiled bitterly.
If an ordinary person is tortured by such contradictory feelings, it would be okay if the time is short, but if the time is long, he will definitely become a madman and drive himself crazy.
But there was an aura in this madness that he couldn't quite explain. He couldn't figure it out, but he vaguely felt that this might be where the power lay.
He sighed and opened his eyes.
With his hands already empty, he put the box down and picked up the next box.
After opening it, he raised his eyebrows.
There was also a relic inside the box, but it was as black as ink, like a matchmaking ball, and had a faint luster, so black that it was shiny. In his feeling, it was exuding an icy aura, freezing the surroundings.
Chu Li frowned and resisted the urge to retreat.
This bright black relic exuded a fatal threat. According to his intuition, he should hide far away and seal the relic and never open it again.
But there is still an urge to move deep down in my heart.
He estimated that the relics should also be a kind of inheritance, an inheritance from the Demon Sect.
Looking through the big round mirror with wisdom, he saw that inside the box, under the golden silk cloth, there was a line of small characters engraved on the bottom layer: "Xuanyin Magic", and another line of small characters: "First Eight Floors".
Chu Li breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt that the seniors of Fumo Palace wrote these words under the silk cloth on purpose, so most people would not notice it.
He thought for a while, closed the box, and opened the next box. A red relic shone with a faint light, as charming as the eyes of a beautiful woman.
Inside the large round mirror wisdom observation box, underneath the silk cloth, there is written on one side of the box "The First Eight Levels of the Blood-Yang Divine Art", with characters as small as a hair.
He thought for a while, closed it first, and then continued to take the other boxes.
It's a pity that there is only one relic left in the box, and the rest are elixirs, elixirs that can enhance cultivation and strengthen the body, which can save nearly a hundred years of hard work.
This is the elixir that the seniors of Fumo Palace personally collected and refined in a furnace. It is absolutely extraordinary and can enhance your cultivation for hundreds of years.
Chu Li didn't believe it, he could vaguely feel that these seniors liked to tease the juniors, saying that they would enhance their cultivation for a hundred years, but he didn't know what would happen if they continued to obey.
His final gaze fell on the faint purple relic, which read "The first eight levels of the Heavenly Demon Sutra".
The relic was placed between his eyebrows, and a giant suddenly appeared in the void in his mind, like a mountain peak standing in the void. This was a scene that Chu Li was very familiar with.
Then the giant made a hand seal, and a deep voice sounded in the void of his mind, but it was the Heavenly Demon Sutra, but this one was incomplete.
My own Heavenly Demon Sutra is actually more complete!
He always thought that since his Heavenly Demon Sutra was incomplete, his power was not strong and he was just refining his body. However, he did not expect that the Heavenly Demon Sutra here was even more incomplete.
Is it possible that my Heavenly Demon Sutra is complete, but I just can’t practice it myself?
With this thought, the Demon Sutra flashed in his mind. The Demon closed his eyes slightly, murmured the Demon Sutra, and made several movements in the void at the same time.
After a while, Chu Li opened his eyes and shook his head. There was no change in the Heavenly Demon Sutra. It was still at its original level and could not be practiced.
He finally looked at the Xueyang Shengong relic.
He had personally experienced the power of the Blood Yang Divine Art, and it was very strange. He thought about it and put the red relic on his forehead.
"Boom!" Amidst the muffled sound, a red sun appeared in the void of my mind.
The red sun and the large round mirror are almost side by side, observing the Buddhas and demons.
The red sun emits soft red light. Wherever the red light reaches, it is hot and passionate, as if there is a strong impulse to destroy everything.
This urge to destroy makes people no longer have any sense of fear. It destroys the world, destroys people, and even destroys oneself. There is nothing to be afraid of in the world.
As the red light circulates, his body's breath flows naturally, but it is a mental method. However, this mental method is not driven by the internal force of Dantian, but by the breath flowing out of his mind.
The mind seems to have become a Dantian, and the breath is continuously sent out to circulate in the body, and the body continues to become stronger with the flow of breath.
Chu Li immediately understood that this internal force was completely different from the internal force transformed by spiritual energy. It contained spiritual power, so it was so powerful.
However, the Blood Yang Magic Technique was the Blood Yang Magic Technique, and it did not increase in power due to the Buddhist mental method, which made him quite disappointed. He thought that with the blessing of the martial arts of Fumo Palace, the power of the Blood Yang Magic Technique would be greatly increased, so he could suppress the Demon Sect.
He flashed out of the Demon Subduing Hall and appeared in the Great Ci'en Temple the next moment.
The small courtyard of Daci'en Temple was still quiet. He sat at the stone table and thought for a long time, and finally shook his head, still unable to understand the essence of the martial arts of Fumo Palace.
There was a sound of footsteps, and Monk Huiguang came floating in the air.
"Master." Chu Li stood up and titheed.
Monk Huiguang glared at him, sat down and hummed: "You are so brave!"
Chu Li smiled and said: "Master knows?"
"Why didn't you ask me about such a big thing!?" Monk Huiguang snorted heavily: "Do you know what kind of fate you have chosen!"
Chu Li nodded.
"You just think you won't die a good death?" Monk Hui Guang said coldly: "We cultivators are beyond life and death. It's just one death. It's not a big deal. It doesn't matter whether we die a good death or not."
Chu Li nodded.
Monk Huiguang hummed: "If it were so simple, it wouldn't have been sealed for so long!"
Chu Li asked doubtfully: "What else is scary?"
"Choosing this path means that you only have a hundred years left to live." Monk Huiguang said solemnly: "Think about it, you only have a hundred years to live!"
Chu Li frowned.
Monk Huiguang said: "This is the cause and effect that no one can escape, and it is also the punishment of heaven and earth!"
Chu Li said: "Can't you exchange merit for longevity?"
"No." Monk Huiguang shook his head slowly.
Chu Li sighed and said, "The abbot didn't say anything."
He felt unwilling.
A hundred years of life is normal in the lowest realm, but here it is one percent of life, which is equivalent to one year in the lower realm. It is really not acceptable.
"The abbot must have forgotten." Monk Hui Guang said.
Chu Li snorted.
Abbot Xinji is not an ordinary person. How could he forget such a big event? He must be afraid that he will escape in the middle of the battle and force himself to become the master of the Demon Subduing Hall.
"Master, can I refuse?" Chu Li shook his head.
Monk Huiguang shook his head.
Chu Li smiled.
Monk Huiguang snorted and said, "But I can put forward some conditions, but how can I obediently agree to it like you?"