The strong from the wild

The picture scrolls in the light curtain record the lifelong memories of Master Wanfeng and many women. From childhood to today, except for some pictures that are very blurred, the rest are very clear.

The picture scroll was turned very fast, but fortunately Liu Yi's cultivation level was not low and his eyesight was excellent, but he could vaguely see what these people did in this life.

As for the memories of the many secret techniques and profound arts of the Yaochi Sect inherited from ancient times, they have already been fragmented.

The clearest picture in the light curtain is that many men and women, without clothes, naked...

At this moment, Liu Yi suddenly realized.

"The reason why the women in the palace are still happy when they are harvested by Master Wanfeng to replenish yang. It's because they are not serious women, but some evil people!"

Although these people's souls don't have the secret method of the Yaochi School, they still have a method!

This method is called "Spring and Autumn Xuan Gong"!

The name is very generous, but in the final analysis, it is a method of supplementation.

Meng Chengshen displayed the top dozens of formulas of this exercise in the light curtain in the hall, and said, "Realist Wan Feng worshiped the golden hairpin from the Yaochi Lake and used his magical powers to consume his lifespan. Then he came to this place. These women are harvested in the hall. After these women’s life essence is exhausted, they go to ordinary time to hook up with men and replenish their life essence... In this way, they can also prolong their lives..."

"Is it possible to prolong life and live forever? This so-called Spring and Autumn Mysterious Art is just a joke."

Liu Yi raised his head, pointed to the formulas in the light curtain, and said: "The formulas at the beginning of this exercise have been clearly written. This exercise can only use the method of harvesting to replenish the life span consumed after exerting supernatural powers." But you can't make up all the life yuan consumed in other times. In this way, even if you use the Spring and Autumn Mysterious Art to supplement your life yuan, you, Daoist Meng, can only live for 100 million years at most..."

"It's great to be able to live for a million years!"

Meng Chengshen laughed, and suddenly waved the big tobacco stick in his hand, driving the [-] holes in the temple to shine, and smashed the souls of Master Wanfeng and many women into thin air.

As for the "Spring and Autumn Profound Art", only dozens of formulas appeared on the light curtain from the beginning to the end, and there were hundreds of formulas left, which disappeared together with the souls of Master Wan Feng and others.

"I also want to practice this technique, and I want to live a million years, but I'm not a hero like the Devil Emperor Hengshan. I'm very timid. I'm timid in everything I do. I'm afraid..."

Meng Chengshen spread out his palms, stared at the word "No" written in cinnabar on the palm, looked again and again, and said, "I'm afraid I can't forgive my Dao heart, if every now and then I attract demons to attack me, and my mind will be tormented by the demons, The longer I live, the more difficult it will be. I live in this world, a thief and a thief, free and unfettered, I just want to live comfortably, why should I seek to be unhappy?"

These words made Liu Yi respect him a bit.

Liu Yi didn't practice this Spring and Autumn Mysterious Kung Fu, and he didn't have much interest in this "Spring and Autumn Mysterious Kung Fu".In Liu Yi, there is a chance to become a god, if he practices this Spring and Autumn Mysterious Art, it will be a little bit upside down.

Even if he didn't have the opportunity to become a god, Liu Yi could still get a skill that was countless times stronger than this Spring and Autumn Mysterious Kung Fu.

Just wait until the future to get in touch with Linghu Qiudao, the Sky Surveyor of the Six Realms, and let the Sky Surveyor send a letter to Venerable Xue Yu, and Venerable Xue Yu can produce whatever exercises Liu Yi wants.

Meng Chengshen has his own thoughts, which is to live comfortably.

Liu Yi also has his own thoughts, that is, one day he will become a god through cultivation...

After cultivating to become a god, what should I do?

Within the endless void, there is the tomb of Liu Zhenyang, the ancestor of the Liu family.Liu Yi once saw the picture of the ancestor before he died in battle in the Clothes Tomb, and saw with his own eyes that the ancestor was killed by the ancient master with the great Kurong supernatural power.

The vengeance of the ancestors, although it is not a pain of the skin, but it must be avenged.

In addition to the matter of the ancestors, Liu Yi still thought in his heart that one day he would reunite with Brother Yu and ask what happened in the ancient times, so that Brother Yu, who is known as the Great Master, was reduced to only one feather...

If Master Xue Yu had a grudge against others, Liu Yi would have to intervene in this matter.

Such two things before and after are just long-term considerations.

Someone once said that people have no long-term worries, but near-term worries.

In fact, people have both long-term worries and near-term worries.

The near worry is to raise the three-foot willow tree to bloom and bear fruit, and use the fruit on the tree called the elixir of life to heal the injuries of Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang, and to revive Tang Jiawen, who has only a glimmer of life left.

Such things are very important to Liu Yi.

But no matter what, he did not hesitate to practice the Spring and Autumn Profound Kung Fu.Even if the supernatural powers of golden light phantom and the supernatural power of adapting to the universe always consume life essence, Liu Yi can't do that kind of replenishment.

"The person who can create this piece of Spring and Autumn Profound Art must be a genius!"

Liu Yi squinted his eyes, waved his sleeves and displayed the magical power of swallowing clouds and water sleeves, sucking the soul, flesh, and essence scattered in the palace into the sleeves, using them to nourish the three-foot willow tree, and said inadvertently: "The devil emperor of Hengshan is mighty all over the world!" , must have done a lot of killings, compared to practicing the Spring and Autumn Mysterious Kungfu, I don’t know how many times more dangerous! The Hengshan Demon Emperor is also a master who has practiced for thousands of years, will he be tortured by the demons day and night?”

"will not!"

Meng Chengshen shook his head, and replied decisively: "The Devil Emperor Hengshan will definitely not!"

Liu Yi frowned and asked, "Why?"

"He is known as the Demon Emperor, and he cultivates the way of demons. He has long been possessed by demons, and he regards what he does as a matter of course. How can he be attacked by demons because of this?"

Meng Chengshen shook his head with great emotion, exhaled smoke rings, and said: "If one day he does a good deed of benevolence and righteousness, then he will feel sorry for his own heart, and will be bitter about it." , and even cause demons in the heart... The devil emperor and our monks have different ideas."

Ideas are different!

Hearing this, Liu Yi couldn't help thinking of Shen Haibing and Situ Mengdie, two masters in the Qiongyu Realm.

Both of these two are masters of a school, but for the chance to become a god, they gave up all their dignity regardless of their status and face.Bow down in front of him, just to make him, the "great god", look at him differently...

I'm afraid that Situ Mengdie and Shen Haibing's philosophy is: regardless of everything, just to become a god!

Liu Yi and Meng Chengshen were talking in the hall through sound transmission, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the hall.

A voice came from outside the door.

"Evening wind! The senior brother of the head of the sect has just paid homage to the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the past generations. He is going to open the altar to worship the ancestors at noon today. He will call the elders in the sect to go to the Holy Mother's Hall together. The time is just after half a stick of incense..."

Master Xiaofeng's voice came in from outside the hall, but no one answered.

This person is very familiar with Wanfeng, after knocking on the door a few times, regardless of whether Master Wanfeng is doing harvesting yin and nourishing yang, he just pushed the door open...

It's a pity that Master Wanfeng has turned into ashes.

In the main hall, only Liu Yi and Meng Chengshen...