i might be a big shot

Changkong Zhuoyu really appreciates the suzerain of the Shaking Heaven Sect. Although the speed of setting up the formation is a bit slow, it is better to know the current affairs. A villain who was cut off foolishly is really a hero who knows the current affairs.

"You are fine." Changkong Zhuoyu said calmly with his eyes half downcast.

Li Xinglun glanced at Xuan Minglie. A cultivator with a high realm would not be too ugly. The head of the Shaking Heaven Sect was very handsome, perhaps because of the influence of evil spirits. Don't enter the feeling, but this feeling will only add to his appearance.The term "xiemei" might sound a bit shameful, but it really fits Xuan Minglie.

At least Xuan Minglie's temperament is more like that of a demon suzerain than Zhuoyu in the sky.

Zhangkong Zhuyu, who deliberately appeared to be tall, unfathomable and cold, had unfathomable skills, but he had no evil spirit or malice in him, and he was a little bit vicious as the suzerain of the demonic way.

Of course, if it is only about appearance, Xuan Minglie is naturally inferior to Changkong Zhuyu, and he is much worse than Li Xinglun.Li Xinglun was only overshadowed by the jade carved in the sky, but if he was taken out alone, his appearance was also one of the best young talents in the cultivation world.

Xuan Minglie said calmly, "I don't know what His Majesty wants to do with the technique of drawing blood? Is it to find someone, or to control someone's soul?"

"What's the difference between the two when performing the technique?"

"Looking for people is relatively simple. I just need a drop of my heart, and I can find people. If you want to control someone's relatives with the help of the blood-drawing technique, it is very difficult. First, the performer must be better than the person being used." The realm of the controller must be brilliant, and secondly, it needs more than just a drop of effort."

Changkong Zhuoyu took a look at Li Xinglun, and Li Xinglun replied: "Just look for the person, but if the person to be searched is dead or the body is made into a puppet, can this blood-drawing technique still work?"

"The art of drawing blood naturally uses blood as a guide. If there is no live blood in the body, it will not work well."

"Let's find someone first." Li Xinglun took out a drop of heart blood and handed it to Xuan Minglie.

One of Li Xinglun's cousins ​​and another cousin were taken away. The most likely possibility is that they were arrested to make furnaces, and there is a high possibility of survival.but……

Forget it, let's find someone to talk to.

Li Xinglun had a vague guess in his mind. If this guess was true, the two cousins ​​might end up in a bad situation.

Xuan Minglie performed spells, and hit a few magic formulas on the blood drop floating in the air in Li Xinglun, and saw that drop of blood was spinning rapidly under the influence of the true essence, flying around like a headless fly, Finally, it fell to the ground powerlessly, and there was no trace of it.

"This is..." Changkong Zhuoyu was a little worried about Li Xinglun, secretly took his hand and squeezed it lightly.

Li Xinglun was already prepared in his heart, and he wasn't too sad, but his heart was warmed by Changkong Zhuoyu's grasp.

"There are two possibilities, one is that the person you are looking for has died, and the other is..." Xuan Minglie glanced at Li Xinglun, "The other is that the blood soul of the person you are looking for has been refined into a magic weapon , specially used to restrain people who are related to it.”

Li Xinglun suddenly felt his blood flow backwards and his body became cold.He still remembered that those men in black wanted to kill him and capture his sister.After his sister committed suicide, they turned to arrest his cousin. In other words, to those men in black, his sister was more important.

The world of comprehension has its own evil methods, which can use blood relatives to control a person.Even if this person has ascended to the fairy world, as long as he still uses his original body, he cannot escape this layer of shackles.

Could it be that what the men in black wanted to do from the beginning was to kill him.If you can't kill him, grab his blood relatives to refine magic weapons?

But how could he, Li Xinglun, let people deal with him, a member of a small family who was only in the foundation stage, at such a cost?

"Sect Master Xuanming, if there is such a magic weapon, how can we restrain it?" Li Xinglun asked.

"Cut the blood." Xuan Ming said fiercely, "use blood to wash away the cause and effect, lose kinship, and cut off the past, so that you can once and for all, and will never be bound by kinship again. But this is the way of the devil. If you really use it, you will fall If you enter the path of the devil, you will never be able to return to the right path. Of course, there are also benefits. Cutting blood is quite painful, and it is beyond the tolerance of human beings. It is a way against the sky to reshape the body after draining all the blood. But if you can survive , will definitely improve a great realm, and the reshaped body will be full of aura and bones, and the speed of cultivation will be doubled in the future. My aptitude is average, and I can't reach the realm of the Mahayana stage. Dao, the speed of improvement is so fast. Just practice this evil spell, don't think about being able to survive the catastrophe and cut off all relatives. Immortals can smash the catastrophe, and no one in the cultivation world can overcome it."

Li Xinglun's hands became colder and colder, Changkong Zhuoyu immediately said to Xuan Minglie: "Sect Master Xuanming, I wonder if there is a secluded place in Shatian Peak?"

"Naturally there is."

Xuan Minglie brought the two of them to a quiet palace, and left without asking any questions.Changkong Zhuoyu immediately set up a formation to prevent anyone from overhearing their conversation.

"Disciple, do you want to cut blood?" Zhang Kong Zhuoyu worried, "Do you think that your cousins ​​have been forged into evil magic weapons?"

Li Xinglun felt that he couldn't hold on anymore. He leaned on the sky and put all his weight on him, and then said: "Master, maybe you think I'm crazy. But I just feel that way, these people... ...Maybe it was really for me and for the time-space wheel that the Li family was wiped out. Even so, they were worried, and even used my relatives to refine magical weapons to restrain me. I am just an ordinary small family heir , and not a big shot, this kind of thinking is really absurd, it is really..."

"No," Zhang Kong Zhuoyu said firmly, "Your cultivation speed is one of the best in the cultivation world, and you are also the apprentice I fell in love with at first sight, maybe you are also a big shot!"

The reason for carving jade in the sky is really convincing!

Li Xinglun seemed to have regained some strength, but he still didn't stand up, still relying on the sky to zhuoyu and said: "This is just my guess, because of this ridiculous idea, I want to use the blood-cutting technique to fall into the devil's way, master... ..."

He wanted to ask, Master, do you agree?I want to ask again, Master, do you care that I am a demon cultivator?In the end, Li Xinglun didn't even ask, but just quietly watched Changkong Zhuoyu, waiting for his opinion.

"I am a master who is a dual cultivator of magic, so why would I care that you are a demon. It's just that the technique of cutting blood is extremely dangerous, and I am worried that you will be hurt."

"It's good that Master doesn't mind." Li Xinglun said firmly, "Master, I have a feeling in my heart that no matter what price I pay, I must cut my blood, otherwise I will definitely encounter great danger. It will implicate you, Master, so, even if I enter the demonic way, I will kill my relatives."

"Okay!" Changkong Zhuoyu stretched out his arms to hug Li Xinglun, and patted his shoulder vigorously, "Since you have already made up your mind, I won't stop you as a teacher."

In this warm embrace, Li Xinglun rubbed his cheek against Changkong Zhuyu's face.

Warm and moist as jade, warm and refreshing.Li Xinglun was reluctant to let go, and said against Zhang Kong's jade-like face, "Master, the day we first met, was it your creaking hole that I met?"

It doesn't feel like it, Li Xinglun still remembers the touch at that time, it's like the finest warm jade, it's the most delicate skin, how could it be creaky?

Li Xinglun had a guess in his mind, but he didn't dare to say it.At that time, he may have encountered some indescribable parts of Master.

"I don't really remember," Changkong Zhuoyu thought for a while, "I just felt a little itchy, and my consciousness gradually became clear. Before that, I didn't seem to have any consciousness. I don't know if I was practicing in seclusion or sleeping? Perhaps Is it because Yin Changkong was wounded and fell to the bottom of the valley of broken souls, he was recuperating in the death chamber, and I will not wake up until someone alarms me?"

How to retreat and heal injuries at the bottom of Broken Soul Valley?Li Xinglun took a look at Changkong Zhuyu, but Li Xinglun had no idea about the identity of his master.

Changkong Zhuoyu has a personality like a child, he wants to put everything he likes on himself. When he sees a big man in the cultivation world, he wishes he could be him, and he even makes up countless stories to make this identity his own in a reasonable way. .Others believed everything he said because of the sky-defying strength of Zhuoyu in the sky, but Li Xinglun was different.

At the bottom of the Broken Soul Valley, where no one could use spiritual energy, he had seen Zhuoyu in the sky without any magic power.He once saw the pure jade in the sky through his strength and realm. It was a very beautiful soul, just like the purest emerald jade, extremely transparent, without a trace of impurities.Whether it is Xue Qianjie or Yin Changkong, no matter how powerful they are, they cannot have such a clean and pure soul. Even if they lose their memory, the traces of the past cannot be erased. Changkong Zhuoyu is such a person, from appearance to soul is the world the most beautiful scenery.It's not that Li Xinglun thinks that Changkong Zhuyu is not worthy of the status of those big figures in the cultivation world, but that these identities are not worthy of Changkong Zhuyu.

So who is he?

A person who can use Xueqianjie, Yin Changkong, Shushan Sword Immortal, reincarnated Buddha cultivator, holy beast artifact, and has the aura of Nuwa on his body, does he really belong to the world?

Li Xinglun didn't want to guess, nor did he dare to guess.

In fact, there is always only one real result, that is, no matter who Zhang Kong Zhuoyu is, he is not something that Li Xinglun, an ordinary junior in the cultivation world, can imagine.

The person he misses with all his heart is the moon in the sky that is out of reach.

In order to catch that distant moon, even if he only keeps a ray of moonlight in his palm, he must become stronger!

Li Xinglun's hesitant eyes gradually became firmer, he let go of the jade in the sky, stood up and said, "Master, I'm going to learn the blood-cutting technique from Sect Master Xuanming, and then I will ask Master to protect me. "