Chapter 1042 The Story of the Furnace Cauldron (One More)

On the battlefield, there was bleakness.

Di Yin's corpse lay quietly on the ruins, long dead.

Qun Xiu looked at the corpse, and many people still opened their mouths slightly, unable to recover.

Before this, who could have imagined that Emperor Yin, the Taoist priest of Hunyuan, would fall here?

So far, Emperor Yin has only been practicing for more than 200 years, and his record is dazzling. He even received the inheritance of the emperor, and is known as the first evildoer of the Hunyuan Sect and even the Heavenly Desolation!

Di Yin once won the first place in the vision list.

Leaping beheadings have happened countless times on Di Yin's body.

Even among the titled disciples, no one was willing to confront him.

But it is such a monster, and now he is also dead!

In this life, the Hunyuan Sect not only produced an Emperor Yin, but also a Ye Tiancheng, known as the Hunyuan Double Pride.

Almost everyone thinks that with these two great talents, it won't be long before Hunyuan Sect will become the head of Immortal Sect!

The original Qianhemen Sect Master also saw the potential of the Hunyuan Sect and wanted to sacrifice his coldness to make him a Taoist companion with Ye Tiancheng.

But now, Hunyuan double pride has become a thing of the past!

These two great talents, within a year, fell one after another, and were killed by one person!

Throughout the ages, there have been countless Tianjiao, but there are very few Tianjiao who can really go to the end and stand at the peak of Tianhuang.

Every Tianjiao's growth will encounter countless dangers.

If they die in the middle, they will be forgotten in a short time, and the traces left behind will be washed away by the long river of time.

When the Hunyuan Daoist Emperor Yin died, a total of eight titled disciples had fallen here!

The place of preaching has become the burial place of the titled disciples of this life!

In the ruins, next to Di Yin's corpse, stood a green shirt. His figure was not strong, even a little thin, and his eyebrows and eyes looked a little delicate.

But no one showed contempt!

Araki!

Stepping on the bones of eight titled disciples rose against the trend. From ancient times to the present, I am afraid there has not been a monster with such means and such courage!

Desolate Martial Law, Buwu common people!

In Qun Xiu's mind, he recalled the eight big characters that sounded in the preaching place before, and it was deafening.

Perhaps, this person is not dead, he really has the possibility to spread the martial arts and change the fate of the entire Tianhuang...

Perhaps, Tianhuang will once again usher in a splendid golden world that is no weaker than the ancient times!

Many thoughts flashed in the minds of many monks.

...

"How is it, are you alright?"

Lin Xuanji ran over, saw Su Zimo standing still, stretched out his palm, and shook it in front of him.

Su Zimo shook his head.

The soul searching technique was interrupted and terminated, and the secret techniques such as the Great Hunyuan Palm were not obtained.

Of course, that doesn't matter.

However, when he recalled the terrifying look in the middle-aged man's eyes during the soul search process, a throbbing surged in his heart!

Unclear, unclear, like a whim, he has the feeling that a catastrophe is imminent at any time.

Su Zimo took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed this feeling, and took back the fortune-telling Qinglian.

After a pause, he pondered for a while, and he didn't know what to think. He took the fortune-telling Qinglian out of the sea of ​​​​knowledge and held it in the palm of his hand.

Emperor Yin died, and the two innate magic tools, the Hunyuan Bell and the War Dragon Mace, became unowned.

Su Zimo put the two innate magic tools and Emperor Yin's storage bag in his pocket.

"You really earned this time!"

Lin Xuanji secretly gave a thumbs up and said, "Not only have we survived the catastrophe and saved the danger, but also obtained so many treasures."

Not to mention the storage bags of these titled disciples, there is nothing ordinary about their natal instruments!

"Brother Lin, thank you for your great kindness. This kindness will be remembered in your heart."

Su Zimo clasped his fists and said in a straight voice.

Lin Xuanji waved his hand, smiled, and said, "What kind of friendship do we have, we were the ones who passed through Longtan together back then."

The two smiled at each other.

This sentence, only two people can understand.

At the beginning, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Blood Raven Palace, Su Zimo accidentally entered the Valley of Dragon Skeletons by chance, and got acquainted with Lin Xuanji.

"Brother Su, are you worried?"

Lin Xuanji has a delicate mind. Seeing Su Zimo's brows, he is always a little worried, and he can't help asking aloud.

Su Zimo sighed slightly and said, "I have to see someone."

"Who?" Lin Xuanji asked.

Su Zimo said, "Sect girl from the Demon Sect."

The magic door girl is the fairy Ji.

"is her?"

Lin Xuanji raised his brows, and immediately showed a look of relief, and said, "She sacrificed for the furnace, you should go see her."

"Do you know the stove?" Su Zimo was slightly surprised.

"Know some."

Lin Xuanji said, "A normal cauldron usually refers to some cultivators who are evil and crooked. They use girls as cauldrons and absorb Yin Yuan to practice. But the cauldrons of the Demon Sect's Nursing Sect are completely different from this."

"As far as I know, among the seven demon sects, Yunyu sect follows the way of indulgence. There is no etiquette between men and women, returning to nature, yin and yang intercourse, and heaven and earth are in harmony. There is only one, not to be emotional!"

"On the other hand, the Su Nv Sect is the exact opposite. It pursues the way of eliminating lust. Every generation of virgin girls can choose a man as their own cauldron. You can be emotional about this man, but you must not have the slightest desire!"

"With the help of the cauldron practice, Momen's plain girls continue to sharpen their Taoism to increase their cultivation."

"The demon girl can hurt anyone in the world, but she can't hurt her own cauldron. Moreover, once she has a desire for the cauldron, her power will dissipate. If she sacrifices the method of sacrifice, the prime girl's own strength will be destroyed. It will be transferred to Luding!"

After saying this, Lin Xuanji sighed with emotion, and said, "I am afraid that the simple girl of the Demon Sect in this life will be ruined, and the price is too high."

Twenty days ago in the first battle, Ji Yaojing sacrificed, Su Zimo's body recovered, his mana soared, and he was able to escape the siege of the five titled disciples.

And she herself, because of this, was completely ruined and reduced to a mortal!

Even if her Dao Heart is recognized by the great master of the Su Nuzong, it is useless.

Su Zimo's eyes showed deep guilt and self-blame.

He didn't know anything about these things.

It was only through the inheritance of Yutian Banzu that he knew the meaning of the cauldron of the Su Nuzong.

Unfortunately, even if he knew, it was too late.

The paranoia of the Demon Sect has reached such a level!

It's easy to say, but it's so difficult.

The deeper the emotion, the harder it is to restrain desire!

This is simply against the human relations of heaven and earth!

"No matter what, I have to find her."

Su Zimo said: "This is the place of preaching, there are cultivators everywhere, and if she loses her skills, she will definitely be in danger."

"Come on, I'll accompany you to see."

Lin Xuanji patted Su Zimo on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't worry, as long as she is still in the inheritance of the witch statue, nothing will happen."

The two didn't say much, their bodies flickered, and soon disappeared here.