The whole world of comprehension is chasing after me [Transmigration Book]

The spirit lock keel is a kind of prison tool that can completely seal off a monk's cultivation.

The keel made of metal is intertwined and grows along the spine until it is complete. The dragon's mouth bites the center of the eyebrows, the dragon's claws clasp the heart, and the dragon's tail locks the dantian, which happens to correspond to the monk's upper, middle and lower dantians. Using spiritual power, the bone dragon will instantly scratch through the three dantians of the imprisoned monk, and he will be dissatisfied.

Shen Lianyu and Toffee were put on the spirit lock keel under the watchful eyes of Yang Bin, the founder of the Tianheng sect.

Seeing that the two of them behaved fairly honestly, Yang Bin smiled with satisfaction: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, I want you two to witness the decline of the Qiankun Temple and the Yaozu Dynasty with your own eyes, and then I will let you go. Let you tell the world..."

He laughed softly: "...the world has changed."

Shen Lianyu and Toffee were followed behind him without any panic on their faces.

——This is an illusion, what's there to panic about?If it doesn't work, just break out.

Besides, the two of them knew that no matter what Yang Bin's plan was, he would succeed.

Because ten thousand years later, Tianhengzong is the only immortal sect inherited from the ancient times, and with the accumulated background, it firmly occupies the position of the first immortal sect.

On the contrary, it is the concept of Qian Kun that Yang Bin deeply hates, and there is no record of a single word for it.

Seeing that the two of them didn't respond, Yang Bin froze the smile on his face, and a glint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Seeing his hesitating expression, the monk next to him wanted to please him, so he raised his leg and kicked Toffee, causing him to stagger. If Shen Lianyu hadn't grabbed his shoulder in time, he would have almost knelt down at Yang Bin's feet.

"Sovereign, don't worry about these two guys, I think they just don't cry when they don't see the coffin!"

After the monk taught Toffee a lesson, he gave a piss at the two of them, with contempt on his face, and he said with contempt: "I don't think you know what's going to happen! Your suzerain betrayed all the monks in the cultivation world. He helped Venerable Yushen lay down the The magic circle is to cut off our path of cultivation! You still help him guard the gate?"

"Even a dog is more bloody than you!"

Shen Lianyu was attracted by what this man said.

What does it mean to cut off the way of cultivating Taoism?

He suddenly felt that the fog that had shrouded the Spirit Gathering Formation and the historical truth had lifted a little.

"What do you mean by breaking the way?" Toffee asked before Shen Lianyu could speak.

"You really don't know anything... If you want to completely seal the Nine Nether Passage, you must connect to this world—"

"Okay." Yang Bin interrupted suddenly: "There is no need to tell these two little thieves about such things. They will understand after Venerable Yushen takes action."

The monk who just spoke clasped his fists and backed away: "Yes, suzerain."

Shen Lianyu: "..."

He always felt that Brother Lu's patriarch did it on purpose.

The time Yang Bin was waiting for soon arrived.

At first, it was a slight earthquake, which gradually spread to the distance from the entrance and exit of the Nine Nether Passage. The oil lamps and fireworks of the world do not vibrate, and mortals cannot even perceive them.

However, there are no ordinary people here, all of them are spiritually sensitive monks, and they know that the earthquake is not an illusion.

After the earthquake started for a while, the water in the lake suddenly retreated more than a foot into the spring at the bottom of the lake.

Such a big movement made the monks who stayed behind show a look of surprise, and they all clenched their weapons tightly.

The next moment, a dragon chant suddenly sounded from the depths of the ground. The voice contained terrifying power, as if resounding in the soul. All the monks froze, and their bodies trembled instinctively, unable to resist the sound that appeared together with the sound. Coercion.

Only Mahayana monk Yang Bin could barely compete with it. He waved his hand to rescue several of his subordinates from that state, and sighed with emotion: "This is the power of the spiritual vein..."

Shen Lianyu just heard these words, and his drowsy spirit lifted.

He has always known that the Spirit Gathering Formation relies on the power of the spirit veins to successfully suppress the Jiuyou Passage and seal the gushing devil energy.

At this moment, Shen Lianyu suddenly remembered what Master had said.

The master said that the spiritual power in the heaven and earth is much less than that in ancient times, which makes the practice change from a technique of squandering spiritual energy to a form where both technique and Taoism go hand in hand.

Shen Lianyu has been deeply touched since he came here. His comprehension of Dao has always been ahead of that of art, but he is trapped by the thin spiritual power, and it always takes more time to polish his muscles and bones before he can really break through the realm. After he came here, he broke through to the Void Return Stage within a few days.

Shen Lianyu was suddenly blessed, and suddenly raised his head to look at Venerable Yang Bin: "The Gathering Formation...will seal the spirit veins together, right?"

"Huh?" Yang Bin raised his eyebrows slightly, and chuckled: "What are you kidding? Spiritual veins are the key for cultivators to practice. Sealing the spiritual veins may not be a problem for the demon clan. Cultivators are definitely the first to be unlucky." .”

"..."

Shen Lianyu was a little embarrassed.

Yang Bin was relieved to see the little ghost who didn't give him face embarrassment, and pointed out like alms: "Juling Formation, as the name suggests, focuses on the word Ju. After the formation is deployed, it will directly draw spiritual power from the spirit veins. It is used to suppress the demonic energy impacting this world."

"Don't you feel that the aura in the air is thinner than before?"

Shen Lianyu felt it quietly and found that it was true.

He subconsciously glanced at Toffee and Toffee, and saw the same meaning in the latter's eyes.

If the Spirit Gathering Formation is to extract the spiritual power of the spiritual veins to suppress the demonic energy, then the reason why there is a gap in the seal of the extreme northern ice field is probably that the spiritual energy has become thinner and thinner over the years, and it is difficult to support the consumption of the seal.

Shen Lianyu pursed his lips and asked: "Even if the spiritual power is weak, it is not impossible for monks to practice. Why do you do such a thing? You should know that if you don't completely seal the Nine Serenity Passage, sooner or later this world will be difficult to cultivate." Resisting the inexhaustible demons, there is only one way to destroy in the end."

The Spirit Gathering Formation delayed the time of the demon clan's extinction by 1 years, but it must be faced after all.

Yang Bin glanced at him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and said with a sneer, "Naive!"

He didn't intend to continue talking to this brat in front of him, he would say such a thing, he was indeed a disciple of those hypocrites in the Qiankun Temple.

Yang Bin closed his eyes and sensed the vibration of the spiritual veins. After a while, he waved his arms suddenly: "The time has come, all the disciples will follow me into the Nine Nether Passage and kill those who betray us!"

"Yes!"

Shen Lianyu originally thought that with Yang Bin's manpower alone, even if he attacked and wiped out the monster clan guarding outside the passage, he would still be unable to escape death against those high-ranking monks who went deep into the passage of Jiuyou.

But since Yang Bin dared to betray, how could he be unprepared for the enemy he was about to face?

When Yang Bin appeared in the midst of shouts, half of the cultivators fighting with Moxiu suddenly killed the human race and monster race who were fighting side by side just now.

The collapse of the formation caused a chain reaction. Under the attack of the demons and traitors, the monks of Qiankun Temple suffered heavy casualties. On the contrary, the monsters did not suffer too much loss because the incomplete four-sustained spirit formation still existed.

But those people who betrayed have already made them lose their trust in the human race, and the remaining monster races gathered together to watch the betrayers slaughter all the monks in the world view.

Venerable Yushen sensed that something was wrong, but all his thoughts were on arranging the spirit gathering array, and his consciousness was stuck, so he couldn't help.

Witnessing this cruel history, Shen Lianyu opened and closed his mouth, feeling astonished that it was so.

It turns out... Tianhengzong became the number one immortal sect in this way.

Everything is a foregone conclusion.

The blood of countless human and monster monks dripped on the barren ground of the Jiuyou Passage. Not far away, the contemporary suzerain of Qiankun Temple died at the feet of Venerable Yushen. The light is a little brighter.

Yang Bin stepped over the corpse of the sect master of Qiankun Temple, and walked up to Venerable Yushen: "Do you still want to resist, Venerable?"

Venerable Yushen looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

He found that he was restrained by the spirit-gathering array in reverse, and could only continue to complete the arrangement of the spirit-gathering array, unable to break free or move.

The spirit-gathering formation was connected to the spirit veins, and he knew who it was.

As the focus of countless gazes, Yang Bin talked eloquently: "My lord, all the monks in the world respectfully call you my lord for the sake of protecting your spiritual veins, but how did you repay us? Don't you think it's persuasive? Can we force us to accept a future where we cannot practice if we have mastered the Demon Emperor and the old Taoist priests of Qiankun Temple?"

In a few words, the situation was reversed, and he added a crown of justice to his betrayal.

His words did not have gorgeous rhetoric, but they really touched the hearts of the monks present.

Yes, if it was possible, who would want to watch the cultivation world decline from their own generation?Especially monks have a long lifespan. If they are to accept the transformation from a powerful man who has broken through mountains and rivers to a mortal, how can they accept such a gap?

Venerable Yushen lowered his eyes indifferently, without the panic of encountering a sudden change: "If you don't use the power of the spiritual veins to completely suppress the Jiuyou passage, and only rely on the semi-finished product in front of you, sooner or later... Jiuyou will open again."

Yang Bin laughed and did not deny his statement.

"But you also said...it will be sooner or later. By then, we people will be dead, soaring soaring, and we should be gone from this world long ago."

Venerable Yushen's eyes moved, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Yang Bin made his choice, and so did those who betrayed.

What he said was useless.

Venerable Yushen looked dazed and remained silent. He turned his head slightly, his gaze spanned a long distance, passed through the crowd, and landed on Shen Lianyu.

After such a distance, Shen Lianyu's spiritual power was blocked again. With his physical vision alone, he couldn't see the appearance of Venerable Yushen clearly, but could only vaguely see a slender figure with white hair dragging to the ground.

—Give him a strange sense of familiarity.

Venerable Yushen's unusual attitude made Yang Bin a little uneasy. In order to calm down this uneasiness, he planned to do something: "What's more...as long as you all die here and nourish the spirit-gathering formation with spiritual power, then you're afraid of gathering spirits." Will the spirit array last long?"

A sword tip suddenly stabbed out from Venerable Yushen's chest.

The blood stained the plain white robe, but he didn't seem to be able to perceive it, his mood didn't change a bit, and he still looked in Shen Lianyu's direction.

There was no pain, no anger, as if he had expected everything in front of him.

At some point, Toffee, who was standing side by side with Shen Lianyu, quieted down.

If Shen Lianyu looked back, he would find Toffee drooping his head, frowning tightly between his brows, and a little cold sweat oozing from his forehead, as if he was fighting something.

But Shen Lianyu failed to notice this abnormality. He seemed to be fascinated, his eyes were fixed on the figure of Venerable Yushen, and he couldn't move away.

Venerable Yushen took a step forward, Yang Bin's sword blade was completely submerged in his body, blood gushed out from the wound, and was then absorbed by the formation.

Without realizing it, he raised his hand and made a decision.

The jade pendant hanging on Shen Lianyu's waist suddenly shattered, and a phantom of the soul condensed in front of him.

"Honorable...?" Shen Lianyu asked in astonishment.

Venerable Yushen responded lightly, seeing all kinds of complicated emotions in his eyes, but finally fixed on a touch of relief, he stretched out his hand, and touched Shen Lianyu's forehead with his white fingertips

Countless information poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, which made his head swell, unable to speak or act, and could only stare blankly at the insignificant and immortal Yushen Venerable in front of him.

His appearance...so familiar...

A cold sigh sounded in Shen Lianyu's sea of ​​consciousness: "Little heart vein, its choice...is different from mine."

Venerable Yushen raised his arm and stroked lightly in front of Shen Lianyu, cracks suddenly appeared in the world, spreading around like broken mirrors.

"Go!"

There was a soft "pound", and the illusion was shattered.

Shen Lianyu's eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes, and met a pair of familiar pupils.

Those always calm eyes are no longer calm, various emotions appear alternately, and finally turned into a firm force, wrapping Shen Lianyu's waist and hugging him tightly: "Xiaoyu... "

Shen Lianyu opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Master..."

He finally knew where the eerie familiarity came from.

Venerable Yushen's face is five points like him, but his temperament is more like a master.

The author has something to say: The history dungeon is finally finished_(:з”∠)_Xiaoyu is about to start doubting the identity of the master, let me plan how to arrange the loss