Ancestor Xuan Ming smiled mysteriously: "This bad-tempered one must be the Rain Emperor, right? You don't even listen to my explanation, so you think that I am helping the alien race to harm our human race? No matter how unbearable I, Xuan Ming, am, I haven't even said that I have turned my back on the human race.
How can we help Zhou to do evil?
In fact, if you don’t kill them, these guys will soon become possessed by demons. I was waiting for them to go out and cause harm to the Star Alliance and the Demon Palace. I didn’t expect that you would take care of them all. It’s such a waste of resources and I wasted more than a year.
Hard work."
Qin Yu looked at the Nether Ancestor with a suspicious look on his face. The old man smiled helplessly, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab. The water in the cold pool rolled, and he caught a demon dressed in black on the shore.
The Demon Ancestor's cultivation was even more terrifying than those six people just now. He had already reached the realm of eternity. He stared at Qin Yu and Zhang Cong and was about to take action almost immediately.
At this time, I saw Patriarch Xuan Ming suddenly cast a few spells on his hand, and the demon monk kept his eyes open and started chopping up the demon corpses on the ground like crazy. Zhang Cong and others were no longer alone.
Qin Yu asked strangely: "Old Xuanming, have you drugged this demon? Why did he suddenly lose his mind and go crazy?"
Ancestor Xuan Ming raised his head and glanced upward: "Old friend Black Eyes, old friend Nine Difficulties, please come down and talk."
While talking and laughing, Heitong and Jiunan flew down against the wind and landed on the edge of the cold pool. Ancestor Xuanming smiled and waved his robe sleeves, and a crack opened in the cold pool, and each section of the stairs was made of black water.
Straight to the bottom of the pond.
Ancestor Xuan Ming took the lead and walked down. Zhang Cong and others quickly followed and climbed thousands of steps before setting foot on the ground.
Although it was hundreds of meters below the cold pool, everyone did not feel cold, and it was not dark down there, it was just that the light was slightly weaker.
A simple and grand palace was in front of everyone. Ancestor Xuan Ming invited everyone to come in. Unexpectedly, the famous Ancestor Xuan Ming not only had no one to serve him, but the temple was also extremely simple, without even a decent piece of furniture. Everyone followed
Like the ancestor of Youming, he sat on the ground, waiting for Old Youming to explain everything just now.
Lao Youming did not speak, but waved his hand and threw a golden book into the air. Immediately, a piece of Youming's mental method with only a few hundred words was presented in front of everyone.
The Netherworld Mind Technique is definitely a piece of Taoist Mind Technique. Whether it is theory or the use of source power, it can be said to be a supreme masterpiece. Soon, a group of immortals from the Three Realms behind him were full of praise, and some monks had even begun to comprehend it.
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At this moment, Zhang Cong suddenly shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die, stop immediately. We can't touch this Netherworld Mind Technique."
Except for Jiu Di Heitong and Qin Yu who remained silent, even Lu Wuying asked in a low voice: "Little Master, this Nether Mind Technique is definitely an extremely advanced Taoist method, and I feel that if you practice it, you will make rapid progress. Why don't you let us
Practice?”
Zhang Cong chuckled: "The mental method is good, and the Nether Ancestor did not lie to anyone, but if you look at the most basic principle of this mental method, it relies on accumulating cold poison in the divine palace, and finally needs to replace all the source power in the body.
Become the ancestral source of Netherworld.
You have overlooked a question, why does the Netherworld Ancestor never appear in the world? Even the members of the Netherworld Ancient Clan rarely walk in the sea of stars? Don’t you find it strange?"
All the immortals of the Three Realms were silent, obviously not thinking about the problem here. Qin Yu sighed: "This Nether Cold Poison can poison all things, and it is difficult to integrate with living creatures. Only the Nether Clan that coexists with it can control it.
It's okay for other races to use this cold poison, but if they really want to covet the Netherworld's mind, hey, that's asking for death.
Once the Netherworld Ancestral Source assimilates all the source power in your body, you will no longer have any ability to resist the erosion of cold poison, and eventually you will turn into a piece of ice from the inside out.
And you don’t have to go to the last step, the cold poison invades your consciousness and spiritual platform, your whole person will be controlled by the cold poison at any time, this is why you saw that the eternal demon went crazy."
Qin Yu's explanation immediately startled all the monks. Ancestor Netherworld kept nodding his head: "The Dragon Emperor Yudi of the human world is really good. Not only is his cultivation unfathomable, but his knowledge and understanding of Tao,
It is definitely not weaker than the ancient power, and its guidance is so penetrating that I really admire it.
Now the Dragon Emperor can understand why I let the alien monks practice the Nether Mind Technique. Their practice of the Netherworld Mind Technique is tantamount to burning their bodies with fire. Why should I refuse? Moreover, I also want to take my Netherworld disciples out of the Nine Nether.
Conditions, and even asking for a lot of genius treasures, why don’t I do this deal?”
Zhang Cong pondered for a moment and asked: "There should be many people in the Nine Netherworld who know the secret of your Netherworld Cold Pond. Why didn't the ancient clan who wears the same pants as the Star Alliance stop this?"
The Ancestor of the Netherworld laughed: "You may not know that the Star Alliance controls an ancestral source of Heavenly Fire. Perhaps there is a Zhiyang elixir that can cure my Xuanming soul-stealing poison, right?"
Zhang Cong glanced at Ancestor Xuan Ming: "Then can it be solved?"
Ancestor Xuanming pondered for a while and shook his head: "As far as I know, there is no cure for this poison. It can only be suppressed with Zhiyang elixir, and you have to take that elixir for life. Do you think it is not too advanced to learn such a thing?"
Is it worth it to consume a huge amount of Zhiyang resources for this exercise?"
Qin Yu was even more confused: "If that's the case, why would the Star Alliance do this? Isn't this asking one of our own people to die?"
Ancestor Xuanling smiled: "The advantage of this Xuanming Mind Technique is that it can quickly improve your cultivation level. Do you know what the cultivation level of these monks was a year ago?"
Zhang Cong and Qin Yu both shook their heads.
"These six years of people came here a year ago. The strongest ones are just indescribable cultivation. Most of them are supreme monks. They bring a bunch of rubbish in and learn this kind of technique that costs lives in exchange for cultivation.
, do you think the big bosses of the Star Alliance don’t know the dangers involved?
This group of people are basically dead warriors. As long as they don't reach the eternal realm, the cold poison will not attack so quickly. After going out, with the ancestor's later cultivation, how many monks from the three realms can be killed. Even if they die sooner or later, how can they kill them?
How about it? The dead man's mission has been completed, and a large group of monks from the three realms have been gathered to accompany him to death."
The words of Patriarch Xuanming made the hearts of all the monks in the Three Realms sink to the bottom. The Star Alliance could even think of such a method. It seemed that they had made the greatest determination to attack the Three Realms.
There are not many such dead soldiers in the entire Xinghai. If a war really breaks out, the losses in the three realms will be unpredictable.
Ancestor Netherworld looked at the silent Zhang Cong and said: "There are nearly one hundred thousand monks who have left the Ancestor Source of Netherworld so far, but I have a backup plan.
I will teach you a set of magic formulas in a moment, which are special seals for controlling the souls of the Netherworld Dead Soldiers. As soon as you hit the seal, even the Eternal Dead Soldiers will be controlled by you immediately, and he will not hesitate to let him die."
