The Great Tao Chronicle

When you see evil, you are afraid; when you see good, you deceive.

This kind of person will not be lacking in any world or any dynasty.

Bully the good and fear the evil, even if the good overpowers the evil.

An Qisheng watched from the sidelines, feeling the psychological changes of many people.

The cultivation of the mind is the refinement of the world, and constantly face up to oneself.

good?

Is this a promise?

The crying stopped abruptly.

A group of villagers looked over in surprise, and when they looked up, their hearts were shattered.

I saw that An Qisheng's palm slowly pulled from the void, and the invisible air flow had turned into a qi sword that was held in his palm.

This, of course, is not the sword of kingship.

At this time, the King Power Sword is also not used.

"I don't want to live, but I'm clean when I die."

An Qisheng brushed the edge of the Qi Sword with his fingers, and suddenly the edge flashed, and his eyes became colder and colder.

He is not a saint, nor is he a soft-hearted person.

In other words, he killed more people than most people have ever seen.

The invisible murderous intent spread, and the mountain top was as cold as the middle of winter, and bursts of piercing chill filled the hearts of all the villagers.

"Dao, Dao Master"

The old village looked terrified, just as he was about to speak, a cold light passed by, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Faith is innocent, and human sacrifice is unforgivable!"

In the faint voice of self-talk, an invisible sword lotus bloomed on the top of the mountain, and flashed a different kind of brilliance under the rising sun.

Indistinctly, the sound of 'rustling' that seemed to be sprayed with blood spread out.

"so quiet"

For some reason, Li Changyu and others who were tied to the scooter at the head of the village suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, only to feel that the surrounding air was quiet.

"Where did those people go?"

Some people are struggling, but the binding is too solid, and it is impossible to break free.

"have no idea."

Li Changyu said, suddenly his eyes moved, and there seemed to be a sword light flashing in the sky.

what is that?

When he was shocked, he found that the rope tied to him had broken at some point.

He stood up at once, and the rest of his companions also rolled over.

"Brother Li!"

Someone called out and suddenly stopped.

In the village, there were screams one after another.

"It's that sword light!"

Li Changyu's eyes widened.

I saw a light red sword light refracting in the sunlight in the village coming and going, moving around, and suddenly it had swept across the entire village.

"Fly, flying sword!"

Several people were all stunned.

Of course, they knew that there were cultivators in the world, but these cultivators often saw the dragon without seeing the end, and it was the first time they looked at Feijian so closely.

"Well, which senior did these people anger?"

Li Changyu's scalp was numb, and suddenly he saw a group of people running out of the village crying and shouting, one by one in fear.

Behind him, the sword light that dripped blood was looming.

A few people hurriedly avoided, and it was clear that most of the people in this group were teenagers, children, and very few middle-aged people, and there were only a few elderly people.

At this time, they all cried and shouted, only hating themselves for having two legs.

"Are those old guys dead?"

Li Changyu found the problem.

Among the people who were expelled by Feijian, none of the people who had plotted against them before and wanted to sacrifice to them.

But at this time, the village with nearly 2,000 people has less than 1,000 people.

This sword killed half of the people!

With a sword, can you distinguish between good and evil?

He was a little confused.

But he didn't dare to go out, so he could only watch the group of people being expelled by Feijian and fleeing towards the outside of the mountain.

Huhu~

The wind on the top of the mountain is high, and it is howling.

An Qisheng overlooked the sea of ​​​​clouds, and he could see the group of villagers who were forced away by Feijian.

There were two thousand people in this huge village. At first, there were only a few dozen people.

These dozens of people discovered the secrets of this place and were reluctant to leave. After staying here for so many years, they actually developed a village of nearly 2,000 people by tying up outsiders.

Unfortunately, as the mountain's notoriety spread, few people dared to enter the mountain.

Among the 2,000 people, I don’t know how many are close relatives married, fathers marry daughters, sons marry sisters, this is a village that is in chaos.

Over the years, the deformed children sacrificed to the altar through them, mentally retarded, do not know how many.

They just thought it was God's punishment for them, and they were happy.

Stupid, so sad.

In the final analysis, compared to flesh and blood, the Taoist people care more about the sickly distorted soul.

"Evil Daoist"

An Qisheng turned his eyes and glanced at the white bones rolling around under the yellow dog's claws.

With a flip of his hand, he took out the 'replacement balance' and the 'altar of responsiveness'.

After the supernatural powers are cultivated in this world, one can open up a different dimension rooted in divine consciousness to store items, or store ghosts like real people.

For An Qisheng, it is the infinite cave, the blessed land of reincarnation.

It's just that he is not willing to embed the blessed land of reincarnation in this world like a realm of incense, because the spiritual energy in this world is poisonous.

But it doesn't prevent him from placing some items.

Like this altar.

boom!

Seeing the altar, the white bone that was fiddled with by the yellow dog struggled a bit and thumped the ground, but his primordial spirit had been sealed in the white bone, and he couldn't pronounce it at all.

Not far away, the severely injured Refining Demon Corpse twitched and roared from time to time, but was unable to get up.

“Five star wonders”

An Qisheng held the altar, his eyes faint.

After many attempts and explorations in his soul, he had a preliminary impression of this so-called 'star'.

The person who established this star has a great ambition and a very broad tolerance.

Five-star, I am afraid it is the highest level thing he has ever seen except for Dao Yitu.

At this time, he also knew.

As his thoughts turned, the ghosts that were pinched in the palm of his hand were swallowed by the altar with a whimper.

"what do you want?"

The fluctuations without the slightest emotion rang in An Qisheng's ears.

This is not a sound, but a wave, a wave of many syllables that change with people, not the language of the Emperor Heaven Realm.

Even, not limited to any species.

This is the language that really works on communication.

"Practice the secret method."

An Qisheng intends to try, what kind of secret method can be replaced by the many ghosts spit out by the yellow dog before.

"The sacrifice is enough to replace it."

In the low whisper, the natural rune on the altar suddenly glowed with a faint red light.

An Qisheng's spirit rose to the highest level, staring at this scene.

Faintly, he could feel a slight fluctuation spread out.

This fluctuation is so subtle that even with his grasp of the magnetic field, he can only feel the most insignificant fluctuation.

Want to explore the mystery of its operation, I don't know how far.

huh~

In just a few snaps before and after, the light above the altar had dimmed.

What followed was a red wooden bead the size of the tip of a thumb, similar to a Buddhist bead, but it looked a little gloomy, and the red one seemed to have been soaked in blood.

An Qisheng squeezed the bead, his tentacles were cold, and a fierce aura rushed straight into his body.

The Sea of ​​Blood Shura Sutra, a fragment.

The words flowed through his heart, An Qisheng frowned slightly, this is another evil method, and the cultivation process is extremely cruel.

First of all, you must peel off your own human skin with a secret method, and then refine your entire blood body to become a blood shadow that is condensed with essence.

until it is fulfilled.

At that time, when facing the enemy, you only need to open your arms and pounce on the general, immediately pass through your body, and swallow the blood of your soul, and you are not afraid of lightning, water and fire, and flying swords cannot be restrained.

Until the blood shadows increase day by day, the final combination can be called the body of Shura, and the scattered can be turned into a sea of ​​blood.

However, this is only a fragment, only the receiving part, not even the warming and nourishing chapter, let alone the life, the primordial spirit.

"Take a cent, and return a cent, it is a thousand times exchanged. No wonder this evil Taoist wants to exchange for the low-level law-level cultivation secret, not the classic level."

An Qisheng glanced thoughtfully at Taoist Yixie, who was staring at him coldly with the scarlet ghost fire in his white-boned eyes.

At this time, he naturally knew that Taoist Yixie was able to open up seventy-two ways to reach the primordial spirit, not because he was so great, but because he was ruthless, sacrificed enough, and replaced so many Secret law.

Thousands of times replacement, how cruel is this?

Even if most of it is consumed in the replacement of the universe, the original owner of the replacement altar, the landlord of the starry sky, is also a ruthless man.

The kind that peels the skin and cramps, but also squeezes the internal organs for oil!

In exchange for a complete 'Dao'-level practice method, I am afraid that it may not be enough to sacrifice the whole of the evil way.

Therefore, he will find another way.

Also a smart guy.

bang bang~

Master Yixie looked at the altar and couldn't help but slammed the ground hard, gnashing his teeth in hatred,

"Classic-level secret method, it really has its own uniqueness. If it is not bad, you have also obtained this secret method, right?"

An Qisheng casually crushed the red wooden beads, and looked at the real person of Yixie lightly.

Only then did the real Yixie realize that he could speak:

"Who the **** are you?!!"

He couldn't believe what he saw.

This altar, I have been groping for nearly a year to grasp the mystery of it, and try to sacrifice.

As soon as this Taoist man in white got started, he already understood?

"Let me guess, the Blood Sea Shura Sutra should have the Blood Sea Yaksha method. Is it the Blood Sea Underworld Lord Dao?"

An Qisheng glanced at the real person Yixie lightly.

Now that he has obtained the spiritual imprint of Immortal Yixie, he naturally knows his experience.

What's more, the Sea of ​​Blood Shura Sutra?

The advanced version of the bone man magic, but also has the bone man magic way!

The so-called seventy-two sects of this evil daoist are actually seventy-two sect-level secrets!

Unfortunately, with the mechanism of this altar, if you want to obtain these seventy-two sect-level secrets, you are afraid that you will have to sacrifice the blood and soul of the whole world.

"how do you know?!"

Immortal Yixie was completely shocked, and even with his state of mind, he couldn't calm down.

Xuehai Mingjun said that he didn't even collect the fragments of the fragments, he himself almost forgot, this person actually knew?

"Having this treasure in your body has a lot of uses, but you only use it to replace some evil methods. You are also a primordial spirit, and you are far less than the real person of God's will."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

The entry of evil methods is fast, but if it is too evil, it will attract backlash from the world.

It's ridiculous that this evil Taoist is too ridiculous because only the righteous items can replace the righteous way.

Dao, Buddha, demon, ghost, and evil are all rooted in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there is no difference.

huh~

While thinking about it, An Qisheng ignored the angry eyes of the real person Yixie, and with a casual move, ripped off his lower body directly.

"what!"

Suddenly caught off guard, the Taoist Yixie let out an earth-shattering scream.

His Primordial Spirit was sealed in the bones by An Qisheng, and tearing the bones at this time was no less than tearing half of his Primordial Spirit.

This kind of pain, Rao is the achievement of his Primordial Spirit, and he can't bear it at this time.

huh~

The gloomy wind from the mountains rolled in again, covering the top of the mountain.

Dao Dao Yin Sha Qi was like a torrent and poured back into the half-bone that was torn apart by An Qisheng~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The rest was poured back into the body of the evil daoist.

Visible to the naked eye, the bones that were divided into two halves were suddenly pitch black, and the surging Yin Sha was compressed in between.

Just a few moments before and after, the white bones grew up again, and soon, two split skeletons.

Under the operation of An Qisheng, they became two independent and complete skeletons.

The screams of the Taoist Yixie stopped abruptly, and when he saw the movements of the Taoist in white, he felt a chill in his heart.

Under his gaze, An Qisheng stuffed the half-torn, self-grown skeleton into the altar.

The altar was clearly only the size of a palm, but it swallowed the bones abruptly.

"A primordial spirit is an endless source of substitutes."

An Qisheng took a deep look at Immortal Yixie and responded to the altar's whispered inquiry:

"replace"