How to cough up blood

The news of Cangwu Peak Master of Tianyan Zong's success in switching to the Ruthless Dao, retreating and impacting the fusion period, quickly spread throughout the entire cultivation world as if he had wings.

This means that Tian Yanzong is about to release another great ability in the fusion period.

No one would touch Tian Yanzong's bad luck at this time, and the previous gossip quietly faded away.

All the disciples of Tianyan Sect knew that there was a strange person on Cangwu Peak.

This strange person has been guarding the retreat place of Fuzhi Sword Master all day long, not moving at all.

At the very beginning, this person was beaten to the brink of death several times, but he couldn't even fight back, and he would crawl back again and again.Later, the masters of the peaks, including the sect leader, treated him like nothing and allowed him to exist with a gesture of acquiescence.

Fuzhi has been in retreat for more than three months, but there is still no movement in the retreat place.

until this day.

The blue sky suddenly rolled up layers of black clouds, and dark purple thunder rolled down.

The thunder tribulation in the fusion period came without warning.The violent Thunder Snake was as thick as a fight, and soon, a silvery-white figure rushed out from the retreat, turning into a streak of light until it reached a mountain peak far away from Tianyanzong.

Under the thunder calamity, the figure was as small as a speck of dust.

boom!

The boundless thunder light poured down, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in this billowing power.

Lei Jie fell for three full days.Mountain peaks were split into flat ground.

A splendor suddenly descended from the clouds, and the auspicious light slowly shone down.

After a long time, Fuzhi stepped on the Duanchen Sword and returned to Tianyanzong safely.

The robbery was successful.

Yin Lingxi, who had been watching nervously, was quietly relieved.

He looked at Fuzhi's leaving back with dim eyes, and moved the hand hanging by his side, and finally clenched into a fist little by little.

He stayed in Fuzhi's retreat for more than three months, and was beaten to the brink of death several times, but he couldn't back down even a bit, but at this moment, he was in a state of embarrassment like an abandoned dog.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Yin Lingxi's mouth.

Finally, he didn't entangle any more, he turned around slowly, getting farther and farther away from Tianyanzong, and returned to the demon clan.

……

the other side.

Fuzhi is already preparing for the finishing touches.

"Have you found the second fragment?"

Ah Ruan shook his head: "But it should be soon. Soon after Yin Lingxi takes it back, it should appear. We can adjust the time at any time."

Fuzhi nodded. In this case, whether it is greed or destruction, he has no way of predicting it for the time being, but what is certain is that if he wants to return to Tianyanzong in the future, it may be impossible.

Thinking of this, he tidied up and walked towards Green Bamboo Mountain.

Ah Ruan: "Master, what do you want to do?"

"Take pity on the beauty," Fu Zhi sighed, "Before leaving, let him get rid of his demons."

Ah Ruan obediently said: "Okay."

The owner is quite kind.

Green Bamboo Mountain.

This is the first time he has stepped into the Green Bamboo Mountain since Fu Zhixiu's Ruthless Dao.

The quiet cool wind blows the bamboo leaves.

A handsome man with white hair and blue shirt was sitting in the bamboo grove, holding a sunspot between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, staring at the chessboard in a daze.

"Little Master Uncle." Fu Zhi's cold voice came over.

Gu Mianliang suddenly came back to her senses, then raised her lips and smiled, put away all the thoughts in her eyes, and waved to Fuzhi: "Come on, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Fuzhi sat across from him, twisting a white stone familiarly.

He didn't speak, and Gu Mianliang adapted well. After the two played quietly for half the round, Fuzhi stopped, raised his eyes and said, "Little uncle, master asked me to go into seclusion recently, and I won't come out until the catastrophe period." close."

Gu Mian paused, then said in a warm voice, "Then I won't see you for a long time."

Fuzhi nodded: "The shortest is hundreds of years, and the longest is thousands of years."

The air is slightly stagnant.

After a long time, Gu Mian sneered and said, "Okay, just right, I'll also retreat and break through the Mahayana period."

"Uncle." Although Fu Zhi's eyes were expressionless, his brows were already slightly furrowed, "Master told me that the demons in your heart are not eliminated because of me, and asked me to come to you before retreating."

He looked at Gu Mianliang, and said in a flat voice, "If my uncle needs me to do something, if it can help you get rid of your demons, I won't shirk it."

The smile on Gu Mianliang's face faded a little, he took a sip of the tea in his hand, and remained silent for a long time.

What demons does he have?

It's nothing more than some delusion that is destined to be impossible.

Sometimes he even envied Yin Lingxi very much.

Even if Ah Fu has completely forgotten about it now, at least he has obtained it, possessed it, and done all the things he wanted to do but dared not do.

And he has been letting go, giving in, never daring to keep him.

Gu Mianliang suppressed the thoughts in her heart, put down the teacup, and shook her head: "Master, I hope you are well."

"I also hope that Uncle Shi is doing well," Fuzhi said, "If Uncle Uncle retreats and breaks through the Mahayana stage, demons must be a hidden danger."

"I've been in seclusion for too long, and I don't want anything to go wrong between my uncles."

After the monk retreats, time is really just a concept, and the changes of the years cannot be felt.

Gu Mianliang held the chess pieces tightly with her fingers, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

...He couldn't bear the long time without Fuzhi by his side.

After a while, Gu Mianliang sighed, raised her eyes to look at Fuzhi, her expression softened, "Stand over here."

Fuzhi stood up obediently.

Gu Mianliang clenched and loosened her palms, walked in front of Fuzhi, stroked his black hair falling on his chest with her long fingers, then moved to his eyebrows and eyes, traced them carefully, and finally slowly moved down to his lips side.

They were very close, breathing together.

Fuzhi's expression didn't change at all.

Gu Mianliang lowered her head slightly.

He pressed his fingertips on Fu Zhi's lips, and then kissed her lightly.

Fu Zhi's pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, he didn't avoid it, but he didn't cater to it either.

This is just a very light and shallow kiss, like a feather scratching, pure and without any lust, cherished to the extreme.

It took a long time to separate.

Gu Mianliang's ears turned red, her voice lowered a little, "Ah Fu..."

Fu Zhi paused, "Little Master Uncle."

Up to the present situation, although Gu Mianliang has not expressed his intentions, it is already very obvious.But Fu Zhixiu's ruthless way was destined not to give him the response he wanted, but fortunately, he didn't need it either.

This kiss is enough for him to remember it for a thousand years and comfort him for the rest of his life.

Gu Mianliang let out a deep breath, and finally suppressed other impulses in her heart, "Okay, let's go."

He slowly let go of Fuzhi's hand. This was the first time he was presumptuous and let go for the last time. From now on, he will guard Fuzhi's ruthless way and watch him embark on the road to immortality.

Fuzhi was silent for a moment, before leaving, she kissed Gu Mianliang's lips lightly, and then quickly pulled away.

He looked at Gu Mianliang who seemed to have not reacted, and said softly: "If I didn't practice the ruthless way..."

Fuzhi's voice paused, and he said in a low voice, "I hope my little uncle will get rid of his demons soon."

His figure gradually disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Gu Mianliang was in a daze for a long time before realizing what Fuzhi meant.

If he hadn't practiced Wuqing Dao, he would never have met Yin Lingxi.

If he had had less scruples and expressed his feelings to Ah Fu earlier, would it be another ending now.

Bamboo leaves made a soft sound as they fell to the ground.

The white-haired man in green shirt had reddish eye circles and said softly

"It's late..."

The avenue is ruthless and there is no turning back.

Holding on to the non-existent hope given to him by Fuzhi, he stayed where he was forever.

The moment Fuzhi stepped out of the Green Bamboo Mountain slowly, the restriction here was opened again.

He paused, without looking back, and continued to walk forward.

Ah Ruan: [Master!Didn't you go to solve his demons? Why do I feel that he can't get out anymore?You have become the white moonlight that he will never have. 】

Fu Zhi: [He himself is unwilling to give up, and the inner demons will never get out.I just gave him a glimmer of hope and fantasy, so that he can resist the demons, and collect a card for himself by the way. 】

Ah Ruan: [...? 】

Fuzhi: 【I really like his face. When all the fragments are recovered, I will take him back to the God Realm and make a puppet to hang on the wall. It must be very beautiful. 】

Ah Ruan silently: [...Then I'll help you watch him, so as not to lose your beautiful puppet in the future. 】

Fuzhi squinted her eyes happily: [Okay, after singing the last scene, I can leave. 】

Demons.

Yin Lingxi was leaning on a high seat in the Demon Palace, under which were all empty wine jars.

The hall is cold and lonely, and the only light is the photo stone in his hand.

He has read it many times, the things he recorded in the last few days before Fuzhi's death.

Yin Lingxi raised his head and took a sip of the wine, the wine that he had no time to swallow dripped down his jaw.

Suddenly, the door of the main hall was hastily opened, and the Osprey rushed in. Just as he knelt down and opened his mouth to speak, a wine jar that was thrown casually fell fiercely in front of his knees.

boom!

The wine jar shattered to the ground.

Yinling Xifengliu's low and hoarse voice was inexplicably sinister: "Didn't I say that no one is allowed to come in?"

With the intent to kill, Osprey bit the bullet and said in a panic: "His Royal Highness! There is a gap in the ancient magic circle!!"

"what?!"

Yin Lingxi suddenly got up.

That night, in the direction of the demon altar.

A pitch-black beam of light rose into the sky!

In the next second, Kyushu shook, the situation suddenly changed, the starlight was immediately swallowed up by boundless blood, and the evil breath swept over, as if the sky and the earth were about to fall.

Countless creatures neighed in panic, looking towards the demon realm, kneeling and trembling.

The evil energy from ancient times instantly woke up the entire comprehension world

Dao Shenzi opened his eyes suddenly, "This is... the breath of the evil spirits." He stood up, his eyes were extremely solemn, "The ancient seal, has it been opened..."

Demons stop life, they can be regarded as the ancestors of the demon race.

The product formed by the condensation of the world's most evil spirit, was later sealed in the magic circle by the great powers in ancient times.

And after the combination of evil energy and spiritual energy from the ancient magic circle, a new race, the demon race, was born.

They have believed in stopping life for nearly ten thousand years, but they have always been treated as lambs, and their vitality and strength will be extracted every thousand years. It was not until the last few times that they began to resist this kind of exploitation.

The world of cultivating immortals will not help the demons, but it will definitely not stand by and watch the safety of the entire Kyushu.

Soon, all the sects who felt the breath of the evil spirits gathered together and hurried towards the direction of the demons!

Tian Yanzong is no exception.

Fuzhi stood in front of the spirit boat, frowned and looked at the soaring evil spirit.

"Master, the seal should not be damaged much."

Dao Shenzi nodded, but there was no relaxation in his expression: "Even if it's just a small corner, we can't relax our vigilance at will. Nearly [-]% of all the great powers in the world of cultivating immortals have fallen back then, and it's just enough to seal him."

He sighed, looked at Zhuang Cheng, and said: "If you die for your teacher, you must take care of Tianyanzong."

"Master!" Wen Chu disapproved, "It will be fine for sure!"

Dao Shenzi laughed and said, "Just mentioning this possibility."

Zhuang Cheng's eyes were deep, and he and Hai Shengping looked at each other, and the strings in his heart tightened again.

The closer you get to the demons, the more you can feel the extremely powerful evil spirit, which is extremely aggressive and can easily arouse evil thoughts in people's hearts.

The Baimen of Xianjia who rushed here early in the morning, those who were not determined, even started to kill each other.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, the sound of mourning can be heard endlessly, it seems like a hell on earth, full of chaos.

Countless scurrying black shadows let out strange laughs, attacking all the people below.

In the black pillar rising from the altar, one could vaguely see a huge and ferocious palm hammering the sealing formation below again and again.

The earth rumbled and rocks rolled.

"Your Highness Young Emperor! There are more evil shadows over there!"

Osprey rushed to his side, "Your Highness, the spirit boat of Tianyan Sect is here!"

Yin Lingxi was slightly startled, wiped the blood off his face, and looked up at the night sky.

On the spirit boat that marked the Tianyan Sect, a silver-robed immortal slowly cast his gaze down, just in time to meet Yin Lingxi's eyes.

Fuzhi's eyes only stayed on him for a moment, then moved to another place.

Dao Shenzi got off the spirit boat first, joined hands with several elders from the other sects, and pressed firmly on top of the black beam of light.

In an instant, there were far fewer evil shadows flying around.

This was a stalemate tug of war that lasted for three days.

More and more people flew up to help out, but after the black beam of light dropped to a certain level, it stopped moving, and instead rebounded violently upwards.

Dao Shenzi's complexion changed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fuzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, he flew up and hurriedly supported him, "Master, how is it?"

Dao Shenzi shook his head with a sullen face: "The gap in the ancient magic circle is extremely difficult to repair."

The elders, heads, and patriarchs of the various sects around them all looked unhappy.

Just at this time, a sudden change occurred, and the giant hand in the black pillar slammed into the light pillar. With ferocious and evil aura in its palm, it ruthlessly slapped the group of advanced ancestors in the sky above.

Fuzhi was barely brushed by the wind of the palm, and felt his internal organs tremble, and immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.

As for the rest of the people who were hit by this big palm, some of their muscles and bones were broken, and they fell to the ground and twitched.

Dao Shenzi was the most injured, and with his Mahayana cultivation base, he couldn't even catch the evil spirit's life-stopping blow.

But the color of the giant hand faded by nearly half after this blow, obviously it was not so easy, the palm just now seemed to be premeditated, and it completely wiped out the main force that could seal it.

"Everyone, don't panic! Use it up again, delaying time!"

"You don't have back pain when you're standing and talking! What's the waste?"

Daoshenzi sat cross-legged on the ground, breathing heavily, "Everyone! Everyone!"

He glanced around, "The old man has an idea, maybe we can try it, but we need someone to buy us at least half an hour! Who can come?"

procrastinating?

What time delay?Do demons cease to exist?

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Fuzhi's eyes flickered, and he was about to take a step forward, when someone took the lead.

"I come!"

Yin Lingxi withdrew his knife and stepped forward, "This is what my demon clan is supposed to do."

Dao Shenzi: "Okay, just hold on for half an hour."

Yin Lingxi nodded, and when he walked in front of Fuzhi, he paused slightly, pursed his lips but said nothing, and walked straight towards the altar.

He stopped in front of the altar, held the knife in his backhand, and slashed his wrists and ankles a few times, then let the blood flow, stepped onto the altar, and lay down on it.

Immediately afterwards, he pierced the blade into his heart and nailed himself to the altar.

This is the sacrifice posture of the demons of the past dynasties.

Scarlet blood slowly flowed over the lines of the entire altar.

As expected, the giant hand calmed down, and began to slowly enjoy the flesh and blood of the Yin Lingxi demon clan, sucking his demon energy and vitality little by little.

"Your Highness!"

Osprey screamed.

Yin Lingxi's face was slightly pale, and he said nothing, quietly relieved in his heart.

When Dao Shenzi saw that the giant hand had calmed down, he immediately joined forces with several people beside him to build a huge suppression circle.

The suppression circle slowly took shape, and Yin Lingxi's aura gradually became weaker.

Fuzhi was sitting cross-legged behind Dao Shenzi, slowly channeling his spiritual energy, but a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Logically speaking, this suppressing magic circle can only suppress evil spirits, and cannot repair the magic circle.

He pondered for a moment, then asked directly: "Master, how do you plan to repair the magic circle?"

Dao Shenzi: "The bones of immortals."

It is not a secret that Tianyanzong has a fairy bone, it is indeed a good choice for repairing the magic circle.

But Fuzhi knew that the fairy's meteorite bone had been absorbed by Dao Shenzi, if he used the meteorite bone to repair the formation, wouldn't it be...

He frowned: "Master."

Dao Shenzi smiled casually: "I have expected this day for a long time, I have lived enough, and there is nothing wrong with leaving the next good life to the younger generation."

He babbled a lot.

Fuzhi closed her eyes, and finally said in a low voice: "I see."

The suppressing circle was about to be formed, but a silver figure suddenly flew towards the sky, appearing under the slowly descending suppressing circle, causing a burst of exclamation.

"Who is that..."

"The one from Cangwu Peak of Tianyan Sect..."

"Where is he doing?"

Yin Lingxi's consciousness was in a daze, he heard someone calling Fuzhi's name, he forcefully opened his eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the silver-robed immortal standing alone in the air.

Dao Shenzi had some bad guesses, and said in a deep voice, "Ah Fu, come down!"

Fuzhi's eyes were indifferent, with the Duanchen sword at his feet, he heard his master, brother and sister calling him, but he didn't give any response.

People who are ruthless will make the most rational choices and judgments.

The decision he made now can achieve the best effect.

Fuzhi looked at Dao Shenzi: "Master, in the ancient magic circle, I have a broken bone."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a moment, because he couldn't remember when he lost a bone here, and why he lost it.

But these issues are not very important now.

He added earnestly: "The most pure bone can repair the magic circle."

Dao Shenzi: "Ah Fu!"

But now the suppressing magic circle has not been fully formed, he must stabilize the magic circle here, and cannot force Fuzhi down.

Fuzhi looked at the gap in the ancient magic circle, sensitively sensed the existence of Shagu, and then stretched out his hand and pulled it back very slowly.

A section of white jade bone struggled to emerge from the gap in the magic circle.

The bone-killing and tyrannical breath suppressed the surrounding evil pressure a little in the blink of an eye,

And the giant hand was stimulated, and there was a rough roar from under the ancient magic circle, Yin Lingxi was violently thrown out by it, and fell to the ground fiercely!

But he hurriedly got up, wanting to rush to Fuzhi's side.

In the next second, that giant hand grabbed Fuzhi firmly without hesitation, and everyone heard the crisp sound of bones cracking, and couldn't help but feel their hearts tug.

The canthus of Yin Ling's west eyes were completely cracked, and he roared: "Fuzhi!"

Wen Chu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and yelled loudly, "Little Junior Brother!"

"Ah Fu!"

Zhuang Cheng supported Yujian to fly, but due to lack of spiritual power, he fell down in embarrassment, "Little brother..."

midair.

Fuzhi's face was expressionless, without the slightest sign of pain.

His Adam's apple moved, and a streak of blood slid down his lips.

Immediately afterwards, countless bloodstains began to seep from his silver-white clothes like blossoming flowers.

Just at this time, the suppression circle was completely formed!

The huge magic circle descended suddenly, passed through Fuzhi's body and pressed directly on the giant hand.

Fuzhi picked up the plane and escaped, but couldn't help coughing a few times, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, but when he found that there was more and more rubbing, he stopped.

Sha Gu got rid of the shackles and flew in front of Fu Zhi, flashing and flashing brightly.

Fuzhi held it in his palm and read a few words in a low voice

"With my bones, accompanied by my spirit, I will sacrifice myself to the heaven and the earth, and I will return to the world forever."

After the last word fell, there was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.

Dao Shenzi sighed dejectedly, stopped moving, and looked into the sky.

The giant hand freezes, and Shagu shines a dazzling white light, illuminating half of the night, Fuzhi slowly closes his eyes, and the tight lines on his body soften weakly.

That was the decision to sacrifice the seal.

Dao Shenzi has only taught two people in an extremely unpopular subject.

One is Gu Mianliang, and the other is Fuzhi.

Once used, it is irreversible.

Fu Zhi read it before him, and Dao Shenzi couldn't stop him.

Under the bone-killing light, the evil shadow let out a mournful roar, like snow in the sun, and soon dispersed.Under the suppression of the magic circle and the killing bone, the giant hand slowly shrunk and shrank in from the gap in the magic circle.

Fuzhi's figure is slowly fading.

The five senses weakened rapidly.

He is disappearing.

The ruthless way made him unable to have any other emotions, and he greeted his own death with a calm heart.

The indifferent light-colored pupils swept down, but inadvertently bumped into a pair of eyes full of boundless despair, Fuzhi was slightly taken aback, and looked seriously at Yin Lingxi.

He knew that this person was the Young Emperor of the Demon Race, but why did he look at himself with such eyes?

Do they... know each other?

A hint of doubt flashed in Fuzhi's eyes.

Yin Lingxi's chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were red, he staggered away from the Osprey's support, and amidst the exclamations of the crowd, he forcibly rushed in front of Fuzhi, half a body away from him.

"..."

Yin Lingxi's lips trembled.

Fuzhi looked at him calmly, her voice became a little ethereal: "What's the matter?"

But soon, when he looked at Yin Lingxi's mouth opening and closing, but couldn't hear any sound, he suddenly realized that his sense of hearing had disappeared.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Yin Lingxi held his hand anxiously and said something.

Fuzhi couldn't feel any warmth in the hand held by him.

No sense of touch anymore.

His figure disappeared faster and faster, looking at the man in front of him with romantic eyebrows, fascinated.

After a while, Fuzhi said something softly, which stunned Yin Lingxi, he said

"I seem to have known you a long time ago..."

In a quiet peach forest, in the boundless peach snow.

Fuzhi stretched out his hand, as if wanting to wipe away the tears from the corners of Yin Lingxi's eyes, but he couldn't touch them. He was slightly startled, and then a look of helplessness and tenderness appeared in his brows and eyes: "Don't cry..."

He didn't remember the person in front of him, but when he saw him sad, he couldn't help but give him all the remaining tenderness.

Tears fell from Yin Lingxi's eyes, passed through Fuzhi's transparent palm, and hit the dirty and bloody ground.

[Ah Ruan: The collection of lust fragments is complete. 】

Yin Lingxi opened his mouth, his eyes collapsed: "No..."

Fuzhi's figure gradually disappeared, he closed his eyes, and in the eternal sleep, he vaguely heard a desperate scream

"Ah Fu"

Before Fuzhi withdrew from consciousness, he vaguely saw a blue figure rushing towards him.

But in the next second, his consciousness completely left that body.

……

After withdrawing his consciousness, Fuzhi temporarily returned to Ah Ruan's accompanying space, which was completely white.

Ah Ruan: "Master, do you want to take back the fragments now?"

Fuzhi said lazily, "No, if we take it back now, there will be a gap in this world, and it will easily collapse. First shield the perception of lust from the main soul, so as to save troubles later."

Ah Ruan obediently responded, but soon, it exploded violently, and hurriedly said: "Master! I noticed the emergence of greed!"

Fuzhi suddenly became interested, "Let's go!"

"Where?"

"Go to the location closest to greed!"

……

700 years later.

The night was dark.

The boundless flames burned the home of the Akabane clan into ruins.

Corpses were strewn about, and the thick and suffocating smell of blood was suppressed between the heaven and the earth, and the silent wailing was mixed with despair and sorrow.

A small figure, about five or six years old, stumbled among the corpses.

The delicate little face was covered with tears and fear.

"Dad...Dad..."

"Mother..."

The little boy finally couldn't help crying, standing helplessly among the corpses, he choked up and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, using the opportunity to cover up the excitement in his eyes.

[Fuzhi: Where is the greed?He kept secret and didn't tell me. 】

【Ah Ruan: He just killed your whole family, come here. 】

From a distance, a blue figure walked in, his footsteps landed silently, his white boot soles were soaked in blood, in the sticky blood river, he stopped in front of Fuzhi, and finally, he slowly squatted down.

The five or six-year-old child couldn't figure out what was going on, so he raised his head twitching, and the next second his eyes widened in horror.

The man in front of him had a very handsome face, with a strange golden glow in his pupils, he was wearing a green shirt, and his frosty hair was stained with blood.

The strange golden eyes fell on the little boy, and he looked at him carefully.

The little boy looked terrified.

[Ah Ruan: Master!It's the pretty little uncle you want to bring back to the temple!You don't need to make him a puppet now, you can successfully take him away after the retraction speed is completed! 】

【Fuzhi:...】

Volume 2 Attack｜Short｜Greed｜Desire