MTL - The Villain Runs Wild-Chapter 235 Cultivation world

Yan Qin brought the Beast Fighting Sect and his party back to the Sword Sect, and did not speak much except for the initial greeting.

Others did not dare to say hello to him, they just felt that this swordsman genius was not as easy to approach as rumored.

Yan Qin was thinking about what happened before on the way back, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Yan Qin always believed in his own intuition, thinking that there must be something unusual about this matter, but he didn't know what was wrong.

After bringing the people, Yan Qin went to find the head.

The sect master heard from him that he felt different and did not dare to be sloppy. He inspected his inner palace with luck, and then searched for a magic weapon to check his body.

"I haven't found anything abnormal," the head put away the magic weapon and said in a deep voice, "Fufengling family has a spiritual tool to trace the cause of the soul, little junior brother, if you are worried, you can borrow it. One use."

The head knows that Yan Qin's temperament is impossible to say these words indiscriminately, no matter what, it is better to be cautious.

Yan Qin nodded, ready to go to Ling's house.

Lin Sui wiped the blood from her hands, frowning slightly.

The digested blood pill was directly positioned by the master of the magic cultivator.

Here, but unfortunately the other party is also very cunning, seeing the situation is wrong and has left.

This is a hidden danger, and Lin Sui does not like it.

Back to the cave, Lin Sui adjusted the breath to heal the wound, swallowed the magic energy and entered the sea of ​​​​qi.

He patrolled the spirit platform with some doubts, making sure that his soul was intact.

Strange, the old ghost should have used a magic weapon against the soul just now. He clearly felt a tingling in his brain. The old ghost's devilish energy tried to erode his soul, but he resisted it.

Even so, it should leave traces.

Is it because the root of the body is so good that it has been repaired in the process of adjusting the breath and healing the wound?

Lin Sui didn't think any more, no longer entangled in this point, but thought about finding the next target after recovering from the injury.

He didn't feel that the process of becoming stronger was very boring. In the end, he did these things with a purpose.

He forced himself not to think about any past. In fact, he didn't like recollection very much, no matter good or bad, it all existed in the past.

After recovering from the injury, he quickly found his next target.

The blood moon ancestor of the Acacia Sect should have the strength in the middle stage of the blood pill. As long as he swallows him, he can reach the late blood pill to the Great Perfection Realm, and then he can try to attack the Nascent Soul.

In the demon cave of the blood moon ancestor, the beautiful servants shivered.

"Old Ancestor, he went out and is not in the mansion at the moment."

The servants looked at the black-clothed demon cultivator full of demonic energy, and thought of the recent rumors, and they were extremely desperate.

Lin Sui didn't look at them much. The most powerful one here is the late stage of foundation building, which doesn't have much effect on him.

He was very tired of the smell in the cave, and even saw two furnaces in it.

"Where did he go?"

This kind of thing is quite common in magic cultivation, which is one of the reasons why the righteous and the devil are incompatible.

Acacia sect is not a serious sect, if you seek the normal way of acacia, that’s all.

Lin Sui's pre-existing sect that cultivated cauldrons had a somewhat unclear relationship with the Hehuan Sect, but since these cauldrons were also provided to the righteous path, most people's attitudes were ambiguous, and no one to delve deeper.

Lin Sui looted the cave, put everything in the mustard seeds, and let everyone out.

Those who want to escape will naturally leave, and those who want to stay will naturally stay, which has nothing to do with him.

Lin Sui Yujian hurriedly traveled, helping the wind and the Ling family, he also had some impressions.

Once he tried to exchange the Dao bone of another person, that person was a child of the Ling family.

He has forgotten the name of that person, but he remembers that he has a good cultivation aptitude, but he is trapped in inner demons, and it is difficult to move forward.

Lin Sui promised to seek revenge for him and needed his Dao bones in exchange, and the other party agreed.

After avenging the man, he came to get his reward.

Unfortunately, the Dao Bone is not compatible, and he has no way to transfer this Dao Bone to himself. After that, he tried two people and found that it was impossible.

This is one of the default rules in the world of self-cultivation. Murder and treasure are common, but the bones of the Tao are difficult to dissect. Only the bones of Yan Qin, the protagonist, can fully adapt to the body of others.

It is not that Lin Sui did not try to seize the body and change the soul to get rid of this body.

Failed many times.

Lin Sui gathered her thoughts and walked towards Fufengling's house.

Within the range of the Ling family, the blood moon ancestor was huddled in the mountains, scolding bad luck in his heart.

He was about to attack when he suddenly felt a surge of coercion. He thought it was the Ling family who found out, and hurriedly left, only to find that the people passing by were not from the Ling family. The intention is awe-inspiring, it must be a sword repairer.

Looking at him dressed in black and wearing a black jade hairpin, he immediately thought of the genius of Jianzong. He has recently reached the stage of spiritual transformation, and the blood moon ancestor did not dare to provoke him, but he I don't want to come here in vain. The taste and cultivation of the children of the noble family are not comparable to ordinary people, and they are much better than the outer disciples of many sects, so I will wait here for the limelight to pass.

With the magic formula running in his body, he suddenly felt that the entrance to the cave was touched.

The dark shadow was pulled very long by the moonlight, and as the youth approached, the shadow fell on his face.

It was a very beautiful man, but also a very dangerous and terrible man.

Fufeng Lingjia.

Yan Qin took Kendama as a gift and left the Ling family.

What he noticed was right, there was something abnormal on his body.

He clearly remembered that he normally practiced swords on Xuanjian Mountain before and then retreated, and he had no other impressions.

Why is his soul full of cracks, even though it looks the same, Yan Qin still feels the thin cracks above.

It all seemed strange, but he didn't know who to talk to or where to start.

In addition to the change in the soul just now... Yan Qin was sure that he had forgotten something, and it was still a very important matter.

Where should he find and trace the origin, the Ling family's treasure could not give him the answer, it just pointed out the abnormality of his soul, and nothing else.

Yan Qin Yujian left, and when he was passing somewhere, he felt the devilish energy.

It's probably a magic cultivator fighting technique, he glanced in that direction, and then he couldn't look away for some reason.

The two groups of demonic energy were chasing one after the other, obviously the former was defeated.

Unexpectedly, when he was at a low altitude, Chen Shuang ignored his wishes and went straight down.

The shadow drawn by the thin white long sword is like frost on the morning dew, Yan Qin tried his best to control the somewhat abnormal natal sword.

Lin Sui noticed the difference when the breath approached, he quickly stepped forward without thinking, pierced the abdomen of the blood moon ancestor with a sword, dug out his blood pill and rolled it up The magic left quickly.

He didn't want to meet Yan Qin, he was afraid that Yan Qin would think of something.

He was not worried about violating the agreement with Tiandao's will, but only worried about what Yan Qin thought of.

Once Yan Qin thinks of it, he will know the intention of his actions and will definitely stop him.

Yan Qin will not watch the world die, let alone watch him have an accident.

Yan Qin's love for him is well known to him.

He also knew how selfish his behavior was, but he was used to it, so it might be better to let Yan Qin forget about it for the rest of his life.

The Morning Frost Sword revolved unwillingly where the man disappeared, making a vibrating hum.

Yan Qin recalled the sword of life and fell into thought.

"My memory is about him, right? You like him a lot."

The Sword of Morning Frost vibrated, as if to say that I don’t like it very much, but I really like it very much.

Yan Qin returned to the place where he just fought and saw the corpse on the ground.

The man was obviously here for the blood pill, and Yan Qin knew his identity without much guessing.

Those who devour skill must bear the grievances of those who are devoured, and even if they are demons, they will collide with each other in the body. even an accident.

Yan Qin wanted to find his traces, but the Zongmen Grand Competition was right in front of him, and it would start in a month. As a monk in the God Transformation stage, he must sit in the sect.

Yan Qin asked his disciples to pay attention and walked under the moonlight with his sword in his arms.

It should be an old acquaintance, but I don't know what the relationship between them is.

Although he doesn't know why he is avoiding him, he will find the answer.

After Lin Sui swallowed the blood elixir of the blood moon ancestor, her skill has already reached the late stage of the blood elixir.

He knew that Yan Qin might be looking for him, so he avoided the house in the cave, concentrated on refining the power in his body, waiting for the impact barrier, coagulation of the blood baby, and reached the blood baby stage.

About half a year later, the mysterious realm of Xuantian will be opened, so he needs to prepare early.

There are many heaven and earth treasures, countless magic tools and pills, but they are also dangerous. Although the monks in the middle stage of Jindan can enter, no one takes the liberty to try. After all, it is not easy to cultivate to the middle stage of Jindan. , the loss is the loss of the sect.

Lin Sui is not worried about the number of places, but strength is the most important thing to get things and survive in the secret realm.

During the competition between the five sects, Lin Sui was condensing into blood babies again and again.

On the ring, Yan Qin listened to his disciple's voice transmission, and felt disappointed for a while.

Yan Qin touched the seat with his fingers, even though he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, his face was still calm.

A cultivator does not need sleep, especially at his level.

But he tried to find something in his dream the other day, but it was empty.

What did he forget?

In terms of time, the five competitions should be between two and three months, but one time it ended in more than a month.

It's not that there are disciples who are too strong. Or the disciples are not strong enough, but something far more important than the five great competitions happened.

The Mysterious Realm of Xuantian is open in advance!

When the news came, the five major sects lost their minds and began to deploy.

This is a good time to increase the strength of the sect. If someone gets a chance in it, it will be great, but you can't send all the strong in. If there is any accidental damage, in Among them, there are some people who take advantage of the fact that the number of strong people in the sect is slightly reduced at this time, and it is not something that the major sects want to see.

The five major sects had already negotiated, and took the disciples to the entrance of the secret realm with the fastest speed.

The entrance to the secret was loose a few days ago, and it has not been fully opened yet, so everyone is waiting here.

The difference between the demon cultivator, the demon cultivator and the Taoist cultivator is very clear. After a closer look, the number of the magic cultivator is more than that of the daoist cultivator.

Some loose cultivators are behind the two sects and are very inconspicuous.

Yan Qin took the initiative to invite Ying to enter the mysterious realm of Xuantian. He had a hunch that the young man in black was so obsessed with strength that he would never miss this opportunity, he would definitely come in.

Sword Sect all walk with the sword, the disciples of the Beast Sect sit on the sect’s royal beast and come to the night jade lion.

Yanzong's disciples are more casual, and the means of transportation are eclectic. Most of them are Feng Xu Yufeng.

Ming Xinzong came in a cloud boat, and each sect had its own characteristics.

Yan Qin's eyes were always on the magician's side, trying to find the young man standing there.

"Little nephew, if you keep reading, they may think you are going to do something to them."

The second elder's voice was playful, Yan Qin restrained his actions slightly.

"Second Shishu, why are you here? Didn't the head senior brother say that it was Fourth Shishu?"

Yan Qin looked at the second uncle, and was stunned by the other scabbard on his back.

The glazed spar is already dazzling, not to mention the scabbard made of glazed spar, which reflects the light in the sunlight and completely becomes the focus.

The second elder said cheerfully: "I changed with him. I heard that there is a rare water spruce in the mysterious realm of Xuantian. I want to make a new sword ear for my baby."

Yan Qin is silent, this is indeed the character of the second uncle.

Yan Qin was paying attention to the entrance that had not been opened, and the corner of his eyes was always looking at the magic repair.

Second uncle asked enthusiastically, "What kind of person are you looking for, little junior brother, let me help you?"

Yan Qin shook his head, he didn't know what the man looked like or what his name was, but he knew that when he saw him, he would definitely recognize him.

It's just that this mysterious realm is so big, can he meet him in it?

When the mysterious realm of Xuantian opened, the magic cultivator entered first, followed by the others.

The sloppy white robe Taoist handed over and said: "Brother, I am in the late stage of Jindan, can we enter together and take care of each other, what I am looking for is Tianjie Qingxin Dan or it raw materials, if you are also looking for this, we can partner."

He saw the young man in black shaking his head. Although he was a little regretful, he didn't speak again.

Lin Sui moved forward and walked in before the entrance to the secret realm was closed.

After all, magic cultivators are more annoying under any circumstances. If he happens to meet someone who is right when he is looking for something, and sees that he is a magic cultivator, the other party will not be polite, but if not If you find the magic energy, you will consider one or two.

The high-level secret realm is really different from the low-level secret realm he has entered before. The spiritual energy is abundant and domineering, and some spiritual grasses that can be seen everywhere are not high in the low-level secret realm. The cultivator is also not interested in this level of spiritual grass.

Lin Sui wanted to find a magic weapon and wanted a chance. According to his experience in many secret realms before, he went to the place where the chance was most likely.

But I don't know if he was a step behind, or if someone took the things three hundred years ago, Lin Sui fluttered in a cave, but saw a sky-level spirit grass, Deal with his guardian beast.

On the other side, the disciples of Sword Sect moved forward together.

Jianzong disciples don’t pick at all, there are too few rich swordsmen like the second uncle, and it takes too much material to practice swordsmanship. There are spirit grass and little spirit beasts, in short, as long as they can be used, they will not let them go.

Yan Qin did not participate in the gathering activities, the morning frost sword looked around him, and once there was danger, the sword qi swept across him.

Second Elder said slowly while driving a defensive magic weapon next to him: "Fortunately, there is a little nephew, which saves me time."

The disciples behind him had no one to answer, and Qingwu searched diligently, waiting to go back to fill the sect's inventory, who made his master the head.

A fishy wind was blowing, and the second elder stood up straight and let the disciples line up.

The sword shadow is suspended, reflecting the harsh sunlight.

The movement of the fighting method sounded not far away, and Lin Sui was indifferent.

He passed by in a cloak, broke a formation, and arrived at a high hall like a temple.

It’s not surprising what kind of buildings appear in the chance scene, it’s up to those almighty preferences.

Lin Sui saw the magic tools stacked on the side, but without looking at it, she went straight to the small stone statue in the center of the hall.

In fact, this is not a stone statue, but a jade statue, which is covered by the blindfold.

In order to protect herself and to be able to go a step further, Lin Sui studied many formations, and when she came in, she was sensitive to the trick.

When Lin Sui's palm touched the small jade statue, an afterimage floated in the air.

The treasures in my cave belong to you.”

His eyes flickered: "But if you fail, you will stay here forever and become one of the sources of that pile of magic weapons."

"The test of the heart, the dust of the heart, hidden in the past, three questions: Are you angry? Are you resentful? Are you ashamed?"

"Go."

The man fluttered his sleeves, and the shadow disappeared into the air.

Lin Sui suddenly saw another world in front of her.

In the narrow room, the boy with his hands bound was dripping hot and cold water on his body like needles.

The boy's eyes were as calm as stagnant water, but soon there were waves.

Lin Sui sneered as she looked at the enemy who could not remember the appearance for a long time.

It turned out to be a test of inquiring minds. He just thought he existed in this period and didn't recall it, but he probably found that he was not angry. This test is over, and his memory recovered.

This time has not arrived for about half a minute, and it seems that there is no difficulty.

There is no need to waste emotions for the garbage he has handled with his own hands.

Screen transition.

In the luxurious European-style manor, a young boy in a small suit stood among the rose bushes, quietly listening to the conversation not far away.

"This child is too competitive. He holds grudges so much at a young age. It's the parents' fault that the child was replaced. What does it have to do with his brother, he really makes me a little scared, Nothing like our children."

The second most important question, it will be broken in an instant.

The scene changes again.

Above the ring, the young man in black held a sword and nodded towards his opponent.

"Jianzong Yanqin, please enlighten me."

In the mysterious realm of Xuantian, Yan Qin dealt with the raiding beasts and the demon cultivators who were trying to rob them. When he was about to leave, the sword of life suddenly trembled and went straight in one direction.

Stepping through the formation, there is a wide temple in front of you.

The young man in black was cross-legged in the center, ignorant of the outside world, as if he was in some kind of predicament.

Yan Qin knew that this was a chance, but looking at the young man's expression, he only felt that this fate might not be good for him, so he stretched out his hand towards the young man's shoulder.

The world was spinning, and when Yan Qin saw the situation in front of him, he was a little surprised.

He murmured softly: "Five great competitions?"

This is the five great competitions in Yanzong seventy years ago, and he became famous in this battle.

Yan Qin fixed his eyes and saw that the person who was slowly stepping down from the ring was himself back then.

In this battle, he leapfrogged his opponent in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and was already seriously injured.

"Asui, I won."

The black-clothed swordsman didn't care about his injuries, he walked straight towards one person, and took the hand of the man in blue sitting in the corner, completely ignoring the gazes of the people around him.

The young man he called "Asui" touched his face and seemed to praise him.

Yan Qin saw the smile on Jianxiu's face, and was a little dazed. Is this what he forgot?

His heart couldn't help beating fast, and he stared straight at the man in Tsing Yi.

Asui, Asui.

This is your name.

Jianxiu, who had just won the big match, felt a peeping gaze, he sovereignly hugged his lover beside him, and his eyes moved vigilantly towards the source of his sight.