Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 758 Ruthless

For this Dao Dharma meeting, the Shaoyang faction has exhausted their brains and placed the competition ring outside the mountain gate, so that all the monks who have just arrived can see it at a glance, and they will immediately be brought into the lively atmosphere of the scene.

What else is more attractive than passionate competition and generous rewards!

I saw the high-spirited monks coming and going in the arena one by one, playing happily, the magic aura burst out was as dazzling as the most brilliant fireworks, and the collision of various magic weapons made the protection of the arena The hood made a loud bang, and whenever there was something exciting, the next one would applaud.

The low-level monk named Yang Xing said he was going to find his friend, but he couldn't help but disappeared into the crowd watching the battle.Liu Qinghuan and Mu Yinyin were as leisurely as if they were strolling around the downtown area. The battlefields of low-level monks were not very attractive to them, and they only stopped to watch for a while occasionally.

"It's not bad." Mu Yinyin said pertinently: "Compared to when we were young and experienced the tempering of the war, the current juniors are obviously more experienced in actual combat."

"That's true." Liu Qinghuan agreed, watching the monks on the stage nimbly avoiding the opponent's attack, and then retaliated with a backhand at the right time. Just like a wooden stake, standing in place and casting spells."

The two walked around while watching, and along the spacious stone path, they arrived at another mountain in a short while.

The crowd here is less than other places, but the fighting on the ring is more intense, because this is the place where Jindan stage monks compete.

"it is good!"

A ring in front of them suddenly burst into applause, and it was surrounded by people on three floors inside and outside.

When Liu Mu and the others walked over slowly, there was only one person standing on the stage, and the protective cover had been removed. Two monks dressed in Shaoyang sect costumes jumped onto the stage, picked up the lying on the ground, People leave.

The crowd below automatically parted ways, and someone asked, "Are you dead?"

"It's possible. Where are they taking him?"

"It should be sent for treatment, but... I just saw that he was hit by the opponent's spell."

"That's really unlucky, isn't it the end of the story?"

"That's what I said, but when it comes to fighting, it's inevitable that there will be times when we can't stop or have accidents."

When he passed by Liu Qinghuan, he took a look and saw that the face of the one who was lifted off the stage was like gold paper, his body was hanging limply, and his chest was scorched black.

Although it looked like he was dead, Liu Qinghuan knew at a glance that this person's life was not in danger, but that the injury was serious. Besides, a golden core cultivator would not die so easily when his golden core was not broken and his heart was not broken.

He turned his head, casually scanned the crowd, and suddenly his eyes fixed.

Mu Yinyin, who walked a few steps forward, saw that he hadn't moved, followed his gaze, and saw a male cultivator with hidden cultivation standing under a tree, looking here with a gloomy expression. What he said was looking at the two Shaoyang sect monks who were carrying the injured monk.

Liu Qinghuan asked: "Who is that person?"

"That's Senior Brother Duan Wuqing from the Shaoyang Sect. I remember that he also went to the ceremony that day, but after the ceremony ended, he didn't see anyone."

Liu Qinghuan said: "Well, I was very impressed! At that time, he was one of the only two people who showed disdain at the ceremony."

Mu Yinyin sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "This brother has been trapped in the late Nascent Soul Dzogchen for many years, so his temperament has become more and more extreme and withdrawn, and he is not easy to associate with."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Liu Qinghuan, only to find that his eyes had a strange glow, a large white net appeared in the left eye, and the right eye was as dark as an abyss, as if it was about to spread out and devour everything, she couldn't help being startled Jump!
"Qing Huan?"

Probably because he noticed something strange, Duan Wuqing raised his eyes suddenly!

However, if Liu Qinghuan didn't want to be discovered, no one present would be able to see through his concealment unless Dao Zun and Hong Li came in person.

The strangeness in his eyes was fleeting, and with a flick of his fingers, there were slight ripples around him and Mu Yinyin.

Duan Wuqing glanced back and forth sullenly, and saw that there were crowds of people, and a new round of fighting began on the ring at this time, and the little accident before was long forgotten by the people present.

The people here come from all over Yunmengze, and most of them don't know each other, so they naturally don't bother to care about other people's lives.

Looking around, Duan Wuqing didn't find where his sudden heartbeat came from, his cheeks twitched a few times unnaturally, and he hurried away.

Only then did Mu Yinyin ask in a suspicious voice, "Qing Huan, what did you discover just now?"

Liu Qinghuan looked thoughtfully at the direction where Duan Wuqing disappeared, and said, "That man has a very heavy resentment wrapped around him."

"Resentment?" Mu Yinyin was puzzled: "Isn't it blood evil?"

Liu Qinghuan casually erected a barrier around him, and the crowd of people around him was separated without even realizing it, making it impossible for them to rush into them.

"Blood evil and resentment are two different things. Killing will cause people to be aroused by blood evil. This kind of evil is easy to linger, and can only be resolved with Dao karma. Resentment is because a person was killed unjustly. Or the death was inexplicable, and the extremely strong resentment generated turned into an invisible aura, entangled in the person who killed him."

Mu Yinyin looked suspicious: "You mean Duan Wuqing..."

Liu Qinghuan nodded and said: "Generally speaking, the evil spirit of resentment will dissipate quickly with time, but if many people are killed, but a large number of people are killed in a short period of time, the evil spirit of death will accumulate more and more. , affect that person's mind, and erode his soul."

After a pause, he said: "That period of ruthlessness, entangled in resentment and soaring evil spirit, was as thick as if the whole person was wrapped in black mist."

Mu Yinyin murmured: "That's not right, the people of the Shaoyang faction, no matter what their character is, but they cultivate the orthodox orthodoxy... Is it possible that he killed too many enemies in the war between the two worlds..."

"Impossible. The war has been over for decades, and resentment can't last that long." Liu Qinghuan said: "I didn't pay attention to the last ceremony, so I don't know if he has always been like this, or just later."

Mu Yinyin frowned and asked, "Then shall we tell the Shaoyang sect about this?"

Liu Qinghuan looked in the direction of the Shaoyang faction, and said calmly: "What should I say? The evil spirit is invisible and cannot be seen. No one else can see it except me. We all know Hong Li's temperament, and it is impossible to admit him even if he insists on it." The Nascent Soul elders under the sect may be committing mass murder in secret."

He touched his chin: "Why don't I go and capture Duan Wuqing secretly to search for his soul? Or forget it, it's his Shaoyang faction's business. At this juncture, it's better not to meddle in other people's business, and just wait and see." Change."

(End of this chapter)