[Xiu Xian] The ninth generation

It was pitch black.

Boundless darkness enveloped him.It was very calm at first, as quiet as a flat piece of black silk, and then there was a sudden change, as if the black had been added to a big fire, it suddenly boiled, and after a while it rushed towards him again. come over.

This is an indescribable feeling: the darkness squeezed him in all directions, almost breaking his bones, but there was no darkness above his head—no, more precisely, there was no movement at all , the top of his head is still black, still satin.

There is no trace of true energy.

He tried to mobilize them—the tiny zhenqi that might still be hidden in a corner of his body, but these actions ultimately failed.

Yes, his zhenqi went to nowhere, just like in the Xuanzi world, he became an ordinary person.

What should I do?

Chu Yanzhi frowned and looked at the darkness that was raging around him, ready to attack again. God knows why these black things move, maybe it's a kind of spell?These thoughts slipped around in his mind and were quickly eliminated. The most important thing now is how to get out of this predicament.

Moreover, Chu Yanzhi discovered that he was missing part of his memory.Why did he come here, what happened before, and whether there was this black substance in the first place... He only remembered that when he became conscious, he was in this world.

Maybe I will understand after I go out. - must go out!Chu Yanzhi didn't come, but a wave of faith surged out, he squeezed his fist.

At this time, the darkness changed again.

Seeing that the squeezing had no effect on Chu Yanzhi at all, they stagnated suddenly, shrinking into needle-like objects, and suddenly penetrated into Chu Yanzhi's body with lightning speed!Chu Yanzhi's face turned cold. After becoming a mortal, his senses undoubtedly became worse: he never expected such a change, let alone prevented it!

After those black needles rushed into the body, they went straight to the dantian brutally. The speed and familiarity made Chu Yanzhi almost dumbfounded, as if they were the masters of his physical body!

Chu Yanzhi tried to stop it, but his body felt empty.Cold sweat gradually broke out from his forehead, no, it can't go on like this, those black needles are less than two meridians away from Dantian.Chu Yanzhi began to stimulate the true energy in his body, forcing those hazy feelings to move forward in the direction of the formula, hurry up, hurry up... He urged desperately, hurry up, "Hurry up!" When Chu Yanzhi couldn't help shouting, he felt that the hourglass entrenched on his dantian seemed to move.However, he didn't have time to find out, not only because of the danger of the black needle, but more importantly, Chu Yanzhi finally felt the existence of true energy!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the stream-like zhenqi converged into a spacious river, successfully resisting the black needles that could have pierced the dantian only half an inch away from the dantian.

--so close!

Chu Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and then frowned again: If we keep on fighting, he will be the one who loses in the end!

The black needle seemed to understand this truth, and suddenly increased its forward force, so big that it almost wanted to pierce all the obstacles in front of it.

Can't go on like this!Cold sweat broke out on Chu Yanzhi's forehead, and when he was about to mobilize his whole body's true energy to make a desperate move, his consciousness suddenly came into contact with the nine drops of true essence liquid.He hesitated for a moment, and without thinking about other things, he gritted his teeth, mobilized one of the drops of psychic liquid, and threw it towards the place where the black needles were most concentrated.

"Explosion!" Chu Yanzhi yelled lightly, and the spiritual liquid exploded quickly.

Soon, the black needle in the center was emptied, and its power was comparable to that of a thunder ball. The other black needles also became confused for a while, and the whole situation was in chaos.Chu Yanzhi froze for a moment, suppressing the joy in his eyes.Even though my heart aches for the few drops of true essence liquid left,--he has not warmed up in the dantian at all, poor God!Chu Yanzhi looked solemn, but he still quickly picked one of the drops, and before the black needle made a big change, he threw it again to a dense place.

burst!burst!burst!

The sound of the explosion happened in one go, and the layer of true essence liquid that was originally spread thinly became thinner, and the poor Wudiao lay quietly at the bottom of the dantian.The space in front of the dantian was used as a battlefield, and with the support of the true energy and spiritual energy, the situation of the battle quickly became clear: those black needles were forced to retreat steadily, and only a few were left in the end.Zhen Qi, who had been watching the battle for a long time, finally found a chance, and rushed towards the remaining "women, children, old and weak" like a tiger descending a mountain, and quickly devoured the remaining black needles.

Now that the war was over, Chu Yanzhi often let out a sigh of relief.

In the next moment, the surrounding pure black melted inch by inch, revealing the original scene: the mist was thin but stubborn, firmly entrenched along both ends of the path, winding straight to the end—the guardian altar was still lit with orange flames , exuding a soft light, as if faintly beckoning him to move forward.

Yes, altar!Core disciples!Chu Yanzhi finally remembered what he was doing before.

Chu Yanzhi looked at the altar, and then couldn't help but look back at the original path, feeling lingering fear: The black needle before was really powerful, if it wasn't for the nine drops of true essence liquid condensed before, I still don't know how to get out of the predicament.I don't know what tribulations are waiting for him ahead... Thinking of this, Chu Yanzhi couldn't help hesitating a little, and was soon suppressed by the self-contempt in his heart.His eyes were slightly closed, and when he opened them again, he was determined: No matter what, no matter what, even if you give everything you have, you must get the approval of guarding the altar!

Chu Yanzhi took a deep breath, filled his whole body with true energy, and took another step forward.

——There is only the last ten feet left to the destination!

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At this end of the path, the noise outside the crowd gradually diminished.Many disciples just silently looked at Chu Yanzhi who was advancing step by step, not knowing what to say for a long time.

Chu Yanzhi was busy doing psychological construction and moving forward, so he didn't take a good look at himself, so he naturally didn't know what kind of scene he was in the eyes of outsiders. Next, it is natural to see clearly how embarrassed Chu Yanzhi is when he is striding forward stubbornly: the blue clothes representing the disciples of the inner sect have been torn several times, and the blood has dyed the clothes layer by layer, and the lake is blue. Condensed into dark blue.Except for the clothes, his hair was already scorched black, his arms were stained with blood, as for his feet... the shoes had already been broken, and the backs of his feet were black, white, blue, and purple, and it was impossible to find a complete piece skin.

Suddenly, Chu Yanzhi staggered in the path, and several invisible wind blades seized the opportunity and slashed fiercely at him.He reluctantly turned his cheek to the side, and narrowly avoided the vital point, but he also cut his cheek, and blood rushed out.

"Ah—" Seeing this scene, a female disciple couldn't help exclaiming, and she seemed to react quickly, smiling apologetically, but she saw the same meaning in the eyes of other disciples.

Then, she saw that Chu Yanzhi just paused, wiped away the blood silently, and continued to walk forward without stopping - the other party didn't even use the hemostasis technique, which showed that his true energy was consumed severely.Looking at the short distance left, she waved her fist, and silently said "don't give up" in her heart, secretly cheering for Chu Yanzhi.It is true that this female disciple came to watch Chu Yanzhi challenge the altar with the mentality of watching the excitement, but somehow, after watching all the way, she hoped that this unknown inner disciple in front of her would get the guardian sacrifice more than at this moment Taiwan has admitted.

From the beginning, she had a general understanding of Chu Yanzhi from the disdain, admiration, or complicated conversations of the people around her: the master of the four spiritual roots of thunder, the third level of Qi refining when he first started, and the disciple of the outer sect.He became an inner disciple within a year, one of the two people who survived the exploration of the secret realm, and successfully built a foundation in the secret realm.Elder Fang Yunan personally promised to win the title of "True Disciple" for him, but failed due to various reasons - it is very likely that it has never been successful, so he had to take the lead and choose to obtain the title of "True Disciple" by guarding the altar.

In just one year, just one year, the person in front of him has overcome obstacles all the way with the posture of the four spiritual roots.Even if he was treated unfairly with the acquiescence of the sect, he did not give up, and even found another way to fight for the "True Disciple".Finally, now the other party is only a few steps away from that title... He is also an outer disciple, if the disciple in front of him can do it, why can't she?Her talent is the three spirit roots of the water element, much better than that person!

The female disciple clenched her fists and looked at Chu Yanzhi, as if she was looking at herself not far away.

On the court, as Chu Yanzhi continued to deepen, it was obvious that there were not a few disciples who had the same idea as this female disciple.After all, inner sect disciples and true disciples are only a minority, and most of them are not so surprised that the sect opens the door for them.

Of course, not everyone thought so, especially Bai Chuanxi who was hidden in the crowd and whose face was getting more and more gloomy.Under the wide purple sleeves, his fingers were firmly pinched into the palm of his hand, and the sight of Chu Yanzhi could almost spurt fire: Damn, this Chu Yanzhi is only in the early stage of foundation establishment, why did he escape even in the late stage of foundation establishment? Even the "soul-killing and residual needle" that can't be done can't hurt him at all!

Miehun residual needle, born out of "Miehun needle".Strictly speaking, it is a defective product of the Miehun needle, and its power is only half of the latter.

As for the soul-killing needle, as the name suggests, it has a fatal effect on the soul.Once it hits, the spirit and soul will be destroyed, and it will not even be possible to reincarnate.If you grasp it well, even Nascent Soul monks will be recruited.Because of its viciousness and abnormality, it is sought after by evil cultivators, and has always been hated by decent monks—especially Nascent Soul Da Neng. Once discovered, it must be exterminated.According to records, thousands of years ago, a war broke out in which decent monks searched for and destroyed the soul-killing needles on a large scale. Because the war broke out in March, it was called the "March War" in history.The scale of the war was huge, and the scope of the war was extremely deep. As a result of the war, the soul-killing needles in the cultivation world almost disappeared, leaving only a few soul-killing needles that slipped through the net.

Even if it is only half of the power, the Miehunmian Needle still cannot be underestimated.With one shot, the unguarded late-stage foundation-establishment monks had no power to parry, and could only lose their minds and souls on the way, but Chu Yanzhi made a mistake.

—Damn it!Is it necessary to watch Chu Yanzhi get the recognition of the altar and climb on his head to do his best?

Bai Chuanxi's face darkened even more, and he stared at Chu Yanzhi fiercely, but he had to admit that he had nothing to do with the latter at all.