Run the way

On Dusk Peak, the setting sun is still there.This was the fifth day Bai Ye came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it was also the second day he was stagnant and blocked by that one step.Big drops of sweat continuously flowed down from his body, soaking through his clothes. Looking from the side, Bai Ye already looked like a water man.

In the great hall of Jibing Peak, Xiao Yuanhe couldn't take his eyes off him. He was still staring at the huge light curtain. The entry requirements for the third floor required monks to reach the peak of alchemy stage.Although Bai Ye's bloodline is strong, so far he can only use the power of his bloodline to resist the pressure of the enemy. The oppressive force in the stairs is not within the range he can resist.

When Bai Ye was struggling on the last step, Ye Qingyan had already reached the middle of the step.The steps leading from the second floor to the third floor are different from the previous one. It consists of thirteen steps in total, while the last one consists of only nine steps.

He gritted his teeth and stood still.Finally, he raised one foot and stepped forward.All around him, the terrifying oppressive force suddenly increased in vain, he only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.He stepped on it with great difficulty, and although he endured great pain, he succeeded.

The price was the blood that stained his clothes red.He tightly held Fenqing with one hand to support his body.Looking at the dazzling collection of books on the third floor, he smiled, so it should be all right.

Bai Ye didn't take another step forward, he chose to stop.There was no need to go any further, not to mention his current physical condition did not allow him to act rashly.The black and white fanli's demon power, the red light representing Shura Dao, and the purple gleam from his closed right eye, these lights kept flashing on his body.

He has used all his power, but it has not been used by him for healing and cultivation. He first blesses these powers on his own spiritual consciousness, spreads out the spiritual consciousness, and covers the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion as much as possible. Floors.The most important thing that cannot be ignored in a monk's practice is the initial choice.

The so-called "a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" is the truth.Although it may be Bai Ye's limit to reach the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, but in Bai Ye's heart, this is enough for him to understand the difference between past life practice and current life practice through these books.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, one by one runes piled up there like a sea, filling his sea of ​​consciousness.These scriptures have different colors and different numbers. Bai Ye can clearly feel that the size of his sea of ​​consciousness has been applied to a critical point by him, and it may even collapse at any time.

But those scriptures are still pouring into his sea of ​​consciousness.He knew that he couldn't stop, and there was no turning back.Once he gave up and cleared these scriptures from his sea of ​​consciousness, all the efforts he had made in this scripture pavilion would be in vain.

At the moment when he had a terrible headache and the sea of ​​consciousness was about to burst, the purple star in his right eye finally moved.The purple shimmering light was like a tide, and a purple figure emerged out of the surging.

The figure turned around, only waved his sleeve robe, and saw those scriptures, as if they had been compressed, they gathered together to form a colorful halo, surrounding Bai Ye's consciousness.The more scriptures poured in, the more condensed the aura condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness in the white night.

On the third floor, sitting cross-legged in Bai Ye, he began to comprehend the scriptures in the halo in his sea of ​​consciousness.This is a terrifying speed that is almost impossible to appear in this era.The current Bai Ye is just a middle-level ant in the foundation building period, but his greatest advantage since his rebirth is not the inheritance he possesses, but his terrifying comprehension ability.

When he was Mo Cheng, he was a half-step saint.There is a saying that has been passed down from the prehistoric era to the present, under the saints, all are ants.Although he failed to transcend the ordinary and become a saint, his re-cultivation in this life is destined to be a huge change.Climb up from the bottom, with a semi-holy comprehension ability.

Bai Ye is still comprehending these scriptures, from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, and from a hundred to a thousand... until... more than ten thousand.Slowly, he has realized the difference in the way of practice in the two lifetimes.

Sure enough, the law and the way of the previous life will not work in this life.He slowly realized all the roads he had traveled since his rebirth and awakening, "The method of killing the emperor, the blood of Fan Li, the extreme cold mood..." Bai Ye was silent.

He naturally understands the truth that too much can't be chewed.What's more, in this era, he is destined to make changes. If any of these inheritances and exercises are not peerless supernatural powers, then he can only make changes.

In Bai Ye's sea of ​​consciousness, the colorful halo has disappeared.He has comprehended the true meaning.After thinking for a moment, he made a crazy move.In Bai Ye's body, the inheritance runes of the Emperor Killing lineage appeared in his blood.

No matter what the consequences are, he will take a gamble.The purpose is to break and then build.Sure enough, as soon as the inheritance rune appeared, it immediately intertwined with the black and white runes. They fought fiercely.

The current him is in danger of dying at any time.A chilly breath appeared on him, and his blood, which had been boiling because of the conflict, instantly cooled down, and it could even be said to be frozen.

Melting blood, this is what Bai Ye is doing now.He wants to integrate the two peerless inheritances together, create his own law, and blaze a path that is truly his own.Under the influence of the almost freezing chill, the battle between the two runes became much gentler.

Whenever his Fan Li's blood boils, and new runes emerge from it, bringing him new power, he will see the supreme shadow of the demon god Fan Li who looks down on all living beings.At this moment, he understood that the blood of Fan Li on his body did not belong to him in the final analysis.

What he wants to do is transformation, real transformation.Among the twelve demon gods, it is no longer Fan Li's name, but the demon god Bai Ye.In the lineage of Shadi, generations of Shadi have created their own methods. "The Art of Killing the Holy Desolate Heaven" is only divided into four layers, and there are only four Emperor Killers in total.

In this life, although he is the reincarnation of Mo Cheng, the fourth generation of Emperor Killer, logically speaking, he should be the fifth generation of Emperor Killer.Now, what he has to do is, with the help of Fan Li's blood, create the fifth generation method of killing the emperor. "Boom, boom, boom" that was Bai Ye's violent heartbeat.

Gradually, under the easing of the extreme cold, the two runes in Bai Ye's body were brought into the heart along with the blood flow.At this moment, his heart seemed to have turned into a peerless melting pot, blending two completely different forces together, making them blend and merge with each other.

Bai Ye, who was sitting cross-legged, had been burning white flames and black flames on his hands since he comprehended tens of thousands of scriptures, but at this moment, the endless white flames and black flames were extinguished.Bai Ye's body began to tremble violently, the pain was incomprehensible to bystanders.

No matter how strong or weak a demon cultivator is, no matter whether he chooses to cultivate with his own body or not, he has a demon appearance.The so-called demon face is the evolution of the strongest bloodline of this monster race, it can be said to be their final evolution form.The blood boiled once again out of Bai Ye's control, but Bai Ye didn't use the super-cold artistic power to suppress it again.

On the contrary, Bai Ye waved his hand calmly and started with passion, but he pierced his heart with a scythe.At this moment, a golden-red Manzhushahua pattern appeared on his back, and a mysterious power entered into the burning love. "Chi" he pulled Fenqing out of his chest.

There, his mighty heart had been split in two.The strange scene was that no blood flowed from his chest, as if he was being absorbed by some force.Outside the light curtain, Xiao Yuanhe was still watching Bai Ye who had undergone a shocking change.

Although this young man had given him too many surprises since he joined the sect, he still showed shock at this moment.I hope he is fine, so that Sixth Junior Sister can survive her catastrophe safely.Xiao Yuanhe thought silently in his heart, at this moment a disciple rushed into the hall.

"Sect Master, Junior Brother Ye has returned." Xiao Yuanhe sighed upon hearing the words, "My disciple is no match for that young man after all." He glanced at the light curtain, and then closed it casually. "Take me to heal him."

"Yes."

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The wound on Bai Ye's chest was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his split heart was growing slowly, and while the blood was boiling, it actually grew into two hearts that were exactly the same size as before.

On Bai Ye's hands, the flame of Fan Li that had been extinguished was ignited again, but this time it was all Bai Yan.There are ten black battle patterns, distributed on his legs.On Bai Ye's upper body, the original battle pattern had disappeared.There were more than a dozen red awns around the body, and finally turned into twelve scarlet blood awns and hid in Bai Ye's body.

Bai Ye looked inside and found that there were twelve magnificent blood lines on his ribs.That is the power of Asura Dao, and it is also the power of Fan Li.At this moment, these are Bai Ye's own original power.

In Bai Ye's two hearts, there are two imprints, one is bloody, and the other is black and white. "Dongdong, boomdong, boomdong" During the beating of the heart, the blood in Bai Ye's body rushed like a torrent, which was the tyrannical sound of new blood.

Bai Ye stared at Fen Qing again, and found that he had regained the feeling of being connected to its soul back then.He circulated his demonic power, concentrated in his right eye, and found that there was not only the original purple figure, but also a black and white figure, no, a demonic figure.

The same crimson twelve wings, both the upper body and the lower body are human, with white flames raging on the upper body, and black battle patterns on the lower body, but that face is Bai Ye's own face, is this his demon appearance?He succeeded, and it was an almost perfect transformation.The transformation of his bloodline is far from over, but for him, this is a good start.

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"Master, when will Junior Brother Bai Ye come back?"

"Yeah, there are two years left before the Ten Summits will be held." Listening to the conversation between Leng Chen and the two women, Luo Qianying shook her head on top of Chenlu Peak and looked in the direction of Dusk Peak.

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