I practice the Tao by blind practice

In the endless sea area, a huge island with an area of ​​over one million square kilometers stands in it.

Thick blood mist filled this sea area. Even though the island was extremely vast, under the cover of these blood mist, the whole island was still faintly visible from a distance, and it was not clear at all.

Apart from the thick blood mist that flooded this sea area, the sea water around the island has been completely infested with blood red color.

Such a strange color, corresponding to the piece of blue that is a little farther away, just formed a sharp contrast.

For countless years, some cultivators occasionally broke into the strange sea area filled with blood and mist out of curiosity or accidentally, just like a meat bun beating a dog, and there will never be a return.

Tens of thousands of years ago, some people might have mentioned matters related to this sea area, but after so many years, the forces in the strange sea area have been hidden from the world, and the world has long forgotten their existence.

The base camp of the Nether Sect, which has just appeared in the world in recent years, is located in the strange sea area.

Even though the Nether Sect is already famous and famous in the prehistoric land, there are still very few people who know that they are stationed in this strange sea of ​​blood.

On the huge island in the blood sea, among a group of blood palaces.

Yi Changqing, who had been meditating and practicing, sitting cross-legged in a certain palace, suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood with a 'poof' sound.

"Damn it, what is the strength of that person? I can't stop it with just one move, and it made my three corpse incarnations annihilate on the spot."

"How can there be such a strong man sitting on a deserted island with such a lack of resources in a remote sea area?"

"It's no wonder that when the Demon Palace occupied that sea area before, they let the Jinxia Island go freely and ignored it all the time. Presumably, they also suffered a lot from that person's hands."

"These bastards retreated so quickly, but they didn't talk about the Jinxia Island at all. They made it clear that they were trying to trick me!"

……

With a face like gold paper, Yi Changqing cursed.

Of course, the target of his cursing was not Chen Hai, but mainly the Demon Palace.

After all, losing at the hands of an enemy whose strength is not much different may make people resentful and unwilling.

But when the enemy he faced was so strong that he despaired, then in his heart, he would only be in awe of that person, and he would not have any desire to be strong and competitive.

Yi Changqing in front of him is one of the most typical examples.

If Chen Hai was standing in front of him now, he would either run away as far as possible with oil on his feet, or bow down and try to see if he could get Chen Hai's understanding...

As for things like getting back the scene and seeking revenge from Chen Hai, he might yell a few words behind Chen Hai's back, but in front of Chen Hai, his thought must have been thrown away by him long ago.

After all, the longer a person lives, the less he wants to die.

Yi Changqing, who has lived for countless tens of thousands of years, feels that he still hasn't lived enough.

Seeking revenge from Chen Hai?Just kidding, he doesn't want to court death himself.

Like an old antique like him, his main body has been in retreat all the time, showing his face in public, and that Yi Changqing wandering around outside is just the incarnation of one of his three corpses.

When it comes to real combat power, although his avatar is weaker than the main body, the gap between the two is definitely not a big difference.

Thinking back for a while, Ling Ling's slap from the three corpses incarnated as Shi Daoxiao...

After thinking about it, Yi Changqing felt that if he was in that situation, there was a [-]% possibility that he would also be annihilated by the flying ash from that palm.

At the quasi-sage level, Yi Changqing has never been convinced by anyone.

Among the quasi-sages in the base camp of the Nether Sect, although he, the Great Elder, is ranked second, the Sovereign Master of the Nether Sect who ranked above him also used innate skills when beheading the second corpse. Lingbao is of higher grade than him.

If it was really a fight to the death, Yi Changqing absolutely believed that the one who really had the last laugh must be himself, not the guy who ranked above him.

But now, the person who slapped him to death really made him fear from the bottom of his heart.

"The evil corpse was beheaded by that person, my strength was greatly damaged, and there was no way ahead."

"When discussing some important matters in the clan before, I didn't give Gu Yongheng much face. I often argued with him for a long time because of trivial matters."

"He has been dissatisfied with me for a long time. If my current situation spreads to his ears, I guess it is inevitable for him to sneer at me and say a few sarcastic remarks behind my back."

"In the future, within the Nether Sect, Gu Yongheng will probably always be on top of me!"

……

With an extremely ugly complexion, Yi Changqing let out a long sigh.

The Gu Yongheng he was talking about was naturally the head of the Nether Sect who was hailed as the first person in the sect.

Since ancient times, there has been no first in writing, and no second in martial arts.

Although the several quasi-sages in the Nether Sect are extremely powerful, they are not without desires. They also have the seven emotions and six desires that ordinary people should have.

Just like Yi Changqing, if he forgets his emotions too much and cuts off all his emotions and desires, he will not be so angry at all when his son Yi Tianxing dies.

Even, without any desire in his heart, he probably would never appear in the area near the Black Narcissus Mountain at all.

He has all the love and desires that a mortal should have. As the second child of ten thousand years, he must have fought openly and secretly with Gu Yongyong, who was ranked above him, and competed with each other.

The avatar of the three corpses was destroyed, and his strength was severely damaged. The only thing he is worried about now is the various bad consequences that may be brought to him after this matter is exposed.

As for his precious son Yi Tianxing...

On weekdays, Gu Cangsheng did respond to every request and doted on him extremely, but even so, so what?
People cannot be resurrected after death, Yi Tianxing's death, he regrets very much.

But to help him avenge, he is not capable enough, but he can't do it at all.

I can't, let his father, take the initiative to seek death, and run to Huangquan Road to be his companion!

"With my injuries, I don't have three to fifty years to recuperate. I'm afraid it will be difficult to fully recover."

"For the time being these days, I will stay in this hall to recuperate, and try to see as few outsiders as possible."

"My avatar was destroyed and seriously injured. I hope I can hide it for more time. In this way, I can grab the time difference so that those who are loyal to me can make a good arrangement!"

……

With a bitter face, Yi Changqing sighed and said with emotion.

When the words fell, he wiped the blood on the corner of his lips, and then took out a few bottles of healing pills.

After swallowing like a whale, he stuffed a lot of pills into his mouth, closed his eyes again, and began to meditate.

Time flies, and one or two years have passed.

Jinxia Island, the boundary of Ximan Mountain, the top of Black Narcissus Mountain, in the cultivation hall.

The matter of alchemy Xiadao being a cave has been put aside. Chen Hai, who has been immersed in the improvement and creation of the curse killing technique, slowly opened his eyes and woke up from the state of meditation.

If it is to create a curse-killing technique from scratch, with zero foundation, even with Chen Hai's current ability, I am afraid that it will not be able to do it in a short time.

But now, based on the original seven-day curse killing technique, if he maximizes the power of this technique, he already has a clue, and he has really made something.