The Dangerous Cultivator

As soon as Anqing Hou went, Xu Yisi wondered about his confusion, thought of a person, and greeted Yan Zi, and went straight down the mountain.

An hour later, his figure appeared outside the gate of the Royal Library. Under the bright sunshine of Bai Shengsheng, the five big characters were dazzling.

Outside the main room, there were still a lot of people visiting, and there was a queue of elders.

It ’s just that the queue this time is much more lively than before, and all the ears are talking about Dragon Head Peak, Nether Temple, Treasure Hunt and other topics.

Xu Yi did not intend to buy books, holding the jade card from Anqing Hou, went straight in, and went straight to the sea of ​​books. Soon, he found the old man in the remote ear room.

It was still a dark mat with a shell peeled off, leaning against the wall, and a pale white-haired skinny old man cuddled with a large wine gourd, sleeping.

Xu Yi didn't bother him, and sat quietly on one side.

Not long after, a big man in a rags suit came striding, throwing it away, a pair of wine gourds fell in front of the old man, and said loudly, "You are the omniscient old man said by the janitor, don't pretend to sleep Jiu Laozi brought it, and hurriedly told Lao Tzu, where to consolidate his books. "

The shout didn't fall, the man had already come, and saw that the old man was still lying on his back, ignoring it, and was furious under his heart. He stretched his feet and kicked at the old man's back.

"Dare to raise your feet and you will have to die."

Xu Yi said coldly.

The thick-skinned man raised his eyebrows sharply, "Where the **** came from, I see you ..."

The words remained, and Xu Yi hit his face, and suddenly found his pair of dark eyes, like a dimly-built palace, wantonly letting out death and murderous intentions.

The man in the clothing suit shivered with a chill, from the coldness of the skin to the inner shiver, and fled into the desert.

"Still your kid is enlightened, knowing that he respects the old."

The old man yawned and sat up.

"Preach me, and deceive me, like my benefactor, and respect yourself."

Said, Xu Yi lined up a row of antique wine jars.

The old man took an altar, patted the sealed clay, the rich aroma, overflowed immediately, he took a big sip, and took a long time to relish, "Sanchun bamboo leaf wine, a Kunqu chicken chord, since the kid gave you those bamboo leaves green, But the old man is bitter, and the taste is raised. Drinking other wine is no different from drinking water. Seeing the old man is about to break. The last jar supports for seven days. If you do n’t come again, the old man will It must be tortured to death by this maggot. "

After all, he took another big sip, and his cloudy old eyes were full of light, staring straight at Xu Yi.

Xu Yi did not hesitate, and his thoughts moved. The three jars were now on the ground. The old man was overjoyed, and when his thoughts moved, the three jars were put away by him.

Unexpectedly, only three altars were closed, and another three altars appeared. If it was reciprocating, there were more than thirty come and go, a total of one hundred and twenty altars, and then they ended.

"It seems your boy is not going to drain the old man's bones this time.

The old man laughed.

He is addicted to drinking, and wine is his most concerned thing, and now he has gained one hundred and twenty altars, which is a joy that has not been met for the rest of his life.

"It's not worth mentioning the drunkenness of wine, compared with the preaching and doubts of the predecessors."

He missed the kindness of the old man, and was about to leave the world. This time he was afraid that he would be here for the last time. He could prepare more wine for the old man, so he could prepare as much as possible.

"So serious, what's the problem? Speaking of the old man, look at the details."

Receiving the benefits and doing things, the old man is a sharp man.

Xu Yidao, "Recently, I want to make a stroke of soul-hunting, but I have never been able to enter it. I don't hide it. I also have a little experience with the refining device. The Chinese blood vessels have also been trained. "The Tao of Tools" has also been borrowed, but the refining of auxiliary equipment has been carried over for some reason. "

The old man said, "Hunting spirits? Your boy is so ambitious. Is it because he thinks that auxiliary devices are better than attacking soldiers like blood vessels? Great fallacy. Auxiliary devices are divided into two categories. Attacks, and soul attacks, in addition to confusion, illusions, and so on, are all trails, not to mention, and can barely belong to the soul attack. "

The sound attack, the soul attack, and the harmony of Xu Yi are very easy to understand, it is the sound attack and the soul attack.

"Sonic auxiliary equipment is relatively rare. At first, it is not easy to refine, and the quality is low, which does not achieve the expected effect. When the monk has practiced in the state of gas and sea, he can automatically close the eardrum. If the quality is high, he can conduct microwave attacks. But it ’s too difficult. It ’s a treasure you ca n’t find. In addition, it ’s common to use Horcruxes, Ecstasy Sticks, Ghost Sticks, and Blood River Banners all the way. These are mostly demon magic.

The old man said some dry mouths, held the wine jar and drunk.

Xu Yidao, "Wicked art? Inadequate? Could my predecessors think that this method kills people, which is too sinister? I don't hide it. I started to sacrifice my soul, and in the middle of a battle, I encountered a blind Taoist and urged him This thing is so powerful, as long as the body is broken, the soul is shaken, and the whole body's blood is sucked out, destroying the enemy by the invisible ghosts. "

The old man wiped the stains on the general beards with a mess, and laughed, "It's all killing people, they are at their best, and the old man is not the so-called hypocrite hypocrites. Why would the old man call it evil? This technique is really this kind of method. It is too hastily done, and it is not harmful to the practitioner himself.

"Take Soul Soul as an example. For one, the Soul Soul is motivated by the effort of the soul, and it is extremely harmful to the caster itself. Even if it is tonic, it is difficult to survive. The loss of life force can be said. Law is the price of life for superior force. "

"Both of them, if this method is against the upper souls, it will not only lose its power, but it will also be very likely to be broken, causing the caster to suffer from it. If it is a sharp double-edged sword, it will not hurt you. They will hurt themselves. And all those who take such evil paths are weak and unable to make further progress in the path of spiritual practice. They cannot continue to climb the peak of martial arts. To a monk, what is an evil path? "

Xu Yi was startled, thinking, wondering that in the notes of blind people, cynical, ridiculous words, and more evil and wicked thoughts, it turned out to be motivated and the mind twisted.

"According to the predecessors, the auxiliary equipment such as soul attack has not become a chicken rib."

Planning for a long time, but this is the result, Xu Yixin unwilling.

"Chicken ribs are meatless and tasteless. This metaphor is interesting and interesting."

The old man groaned and smiled, "However, your boy once said that there is always goodness in the heavens, there are four big ones, there is no way to break it, and there is no way to crack a device."

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