Chu Li stepped forward, caught the two Nine Sun Pearls with his hands, and smiled.
They flashed violently on Chu Li's hands, making Song Jing frightened.
These two Nine Yang Pearls were obviously about to explode, yet he could still laugh!
"boom!"
"Bang!" The two middle-aged men fell to the ground heavily, like stones falling to the ground. They fell solidly and the ground seemed to tremble.
Chu Li stepped over to a middle-aged man and looked down at him: "What level have you reached in the Blood Yang Divine Skill?"
The middle-aged man's face was pale and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, but he stared at him without speaking.
Chu Li shook his head and sighed, then activated the Blood Yang Divine Skill, pressed it on his forehead, and slowly activated his internal energy.
"Bang!" A red sun appeared above the middle-aged man's head. The red sun emitted red light and enveloped him. However, it did not expel Chu Li. Instead, the red light also enveloped Chu Li and absorbed his internal energy.
Chu Li lost his inner strength and then looked into the middle-aged man's mind.
He smiled slightly, finally seeing it clearly this time.
"How does the ninth-level mental technique work?" Chu Li asked slowly: "The Blood Yang Magic Technique..."
The middle-aged man's eyes widened in disbelief.
Another middle-aged man not far away also stared at him in surprise.
Song Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, and now she was finally sure that he indeed had other powers.
It’s no wonder that he became the master of the Demon-Suppressing Hall. Who else could have such qualifications besides him? This means that the capable work hard and cannot blame others.
She shook her head slightly, looked at Chu Li and asked, "How does the tenth level of the Blood Yang Divine Art work?" Then he started to laugh up to the sky, and asked again, "Where is the eleventh level?"
His face darkened, and then he saw the red sun suddenly shooting towards his head.
Chu Li formed a seal with his hands and faced the red sun calmly.
The red sun fell into his head like a meteor, injected from Baihui point, and disappeared.
A red sun appeared in Chu Li's mind, and then the red sun was waved by the demon in the void in Chu Li's mind, and appeared on top of the demon's head.
The red sun emits red light and covers the demon.
The devil smiled with enjoyment and closed his eyes.
Chu Li also smiled.
Song Jing looked puzzled. She would laugh, look sullen, and laugh again in unpredictable ways. But seeing that he could laugh, it was obviously nothing serious.
As far as she knows, the Red Sun Invading Body is a kind of existence similar to a curse. This is what the Bloodyang Sect disciples do before they die. One can hurt the other side constantly, and the other one can allow the Bloodyang Sect to find the other side.
Avenge yourself.
Chu Li came to another middle-aged man and acted according to law.
A red sun appeared above the middle-aged man's head, and he glared at Chu Li with great hatred. Then the red sun shot into Chu Li's head, killing him immediately.
This red sun was more powerful than the one before leaving. It instantly merged with the red sun in the void of my mind. The red light suddenly became intense, and the devil's face showed a more comfortable expression.
Song Jing said: "Ask about the ninth and tenth level of the mental method?"
Chu Li shook his head and said nothing.
Song Jing hummed: "Okay, I know you asked, monks don't tell lies!"
Chu Li smiled and said, "Have I ever spoken?"
Song Jing gave him a stern look and said, "You have to be careful when you have reached the ninth and tenth level of the Blood Yang Divine Skill. The deeper the magic skill, the more dangerous you are."
If Buddhist martial arts is fire, then demonic martial arts is water. The deeper the demonic martial arts, the colder the water, and the more difficult it is for the two to blend together. Although the force generated by contact is stronger, it is also more dangerous and can destroy him at any time.
Own.
Chu Li nodded and said: "There is nothing we can do about it. It's a pity that we can't ask about the twelfth floor."
Very few disciples can master the tenth level, let alone the twelfth level. Unless they ask for help from the leader of the Xueyang Sect, even the master of the Xueyang Sect may not be able to achieve the twelfth level.
"Is it okay now?" Song Jing said, "Go back?"
Chu Li said: "Wait for another hour."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes and sat aside, motionless and already in meditation.
Song Jing glanced at him and shook her head, floating on the treetops, looking around to protect him.
Twilight spreads across the sky, gradually deepening and thickening, the tired birds return to the forest, night falls, and the bright moon shines in the sky, turning the surroundings white.
The small village in the distance was dimly lit and quiet.
The people in the village did not know that they had escaped death and were not tortured. Their essence, blood and soul had been trained into the Nine Yang Pearl, and they could no longer control their lives.
Song Jing secretly lamented that the reason why she practiced so hard was to be able to control her destiny and not be like them who were at the mercy of others, where life and death could be decided by a single thought.
"Let's go." Chu Li suddenly stood up.
The red sun in the void in his mind has disappeared, completely turning into red light that has penetrated into the body of the demon and transformed into the demon's power.
With the thought of Heavenly Demon, the blood-yang magical power began to flow in his body, and his temperament suddenly changed, becoming more handsome and upright, with a free and uninhibited temperament.
Song Jing could clearly feel the change in him, and looked at him with a frown. The Chu Li in front of her seemed to have put on his usual clothes, returned to his family, and became a handsome and elegant young man in a troubled world.
"Sure enough, it's a bit weird." Song Jing said: "Since you have practiced the Blood Yang Divine Art, do you know its weaknesses?"
Chu Li shook his head: "It has no weaknesses."
Song Jing snorted: "Is there any weak point in martial arts in the world?"
Even Jinghaishu has weaknesses. The requirements for qualifications are too high. There are only a few people in the world who can practice successfully, and there won't be many in the past. Otherwise, it won't be passed on to him.
Also, Jinghaishu relies too much on the sea. Once it leaves the sea, its power is reduced by half.
All other martial arts, even the most amazing and secret techniques, have their own weaknesses, and they can only be achieved by leveraging their strengths to overcome their weaknesses.
Chu Lidao: "Its level is higher than the current martial arts."
Other martial arts use essence to transform into qi, and then strengthen the spirit, but this is the reverse, using spirit to transform qi, so its internal force is different from that of other martial arts. It has strong spiritual power and is more powerful.
"No matter how high the level is, there are still weaknesses." Song Jing hummed.
Chu Li said: "Maybe it's because life span is shorter."
What it consumes is the spirit, which is the foundation of longevity. The more powerful your cultivation is, the less suitable you are to do it with others, otherwise you will lose too much longevity and it is not cost-effective.
Logically speaking, the Xueyang Sect should not be fighting each other.
However, the Xueyang Sect has a secret method that can not only refine the Nine Yang Pearl, but also enhance one's own energy and spirit, turning it into longevity to make up for the loss.
Therefore, the Xueyang Sect has overcome the weakness of the Xueyang Divine Art.
He also knew this secret method, but he didn't bother to do it.
Song Jing hummed: "Then you'd better stop practicing this. Your lifespan is already short. If you practice this again, you may not live for a few years. There are many martial arts in the Demon Sect, and all twelve will have the same effect on you, right?"
The key is to integrate it with Buddhist martial arts, without using the Xueyang Sect martial arts."
Chu Li slowly shook his head: "Who lets us come into contact with it the most... Don't worry, no matter how short my life is, I must first disintegrate the Demon Sect before I die!"
"Humph, that's good!" Song Jing rolled her eyes at him: "Then let's go find Li Feiyu?"
Chu Li's face became serious and he nodded slowly.
Song Jing was also much more dignified.
Chu Li said: "It's still light and dark. You don't have to take the initiative to find him, he will come to you on his own."
"Yeah, the old way." Song Jing nodded.
"...Let's go then!" Chu Li said slowly.
The next moment, the two of them appeared in the back garden of Tianle Mansion. Chu Li hid quietly in the darkness, blending into the heaven and earth, making it difficult to distinguish each other.