Three large moons hang high above the night sky, and the stars and moonlight meet, shining among the mountains and forests.

On a tall lying ox stone, Yang Ni sat cross-legged.

There was a hidden red light flowing between his eyebrows, but what he was wearing was a black robe, and his breath was not as fierce as the rubbings in the first flesh and blood altar.

There was even a dog lying under his feet, a vicious dog that was as dark as ink.

"In this life, I want to be a good person, but unfortunately, I am not you after all, nor am I in my previous life..."

Just as before, Yang Yu did not enter in person, just watched quietly and listened to him talking to himself.

In the final analysis, this is just an illusion, leaving Yang Ni’s information, but communication is naturally impossible.

"But you affected me."

In the night wind, Yang Ni raised his head, his eyes cold:

"After you keep the precepts and 'illegal', are you becoming more and more peaceful, not as violent as before?

You probably think that you are invincible when you come out of the cave, so you can forgive others if you are free?"

Yang Yu frowned slightly, already knowing what Yang Ni was going to say.

"But is there such a possibility?"

Yang Ni's face twitched for a moment:

"It's me, I am the uncle! I have taken over all the backlash since you kept the precepts?"

“Indeed, it is possible…”

Even though he knew that Yang Ni couldn't hear it, Yang Yu still replied, in fact, he had similar speculations.

Taiyi's fundamental truth art does have theories of abandoning the word "one" of the truth, and only being meticulous and being meticulous.

However, the backlash of his precepts was so fierce?

"I will definitely kill you."

Yang Ni returned to calm, but his voice was still biting:

"Why, you keep the precepts, but you want me to bear the backlash? So, I try my best to restrain myself and want to be a good person...

Then, force the backlash back to you..."

Yu Yang frowned and said nothing.

The mystery of the mantra is actually more obscure than supernatural powers. At this time, he cannot call the mantra of the word "一" and cannot explore it.

Naturally, it is impossible to conquer Yang Ni, who was born in the collision of two great mantras...

But now it seems that it may be a good thing?

"However……"

Yang Ni's face was sucked again:

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it! I can't stand it, these beasts..."

Yang Yu could even hear Yang Ni's teeth grinding sounds and feel the surging anger in his heart.

"The Mirage Realm is illusory to you, but to me, it is real! Who am I?

The great devil who refined the army of the living dead and slaughtered the world's masters..."

Yang Ni's expression was muddy, and in the surprised eyes of the evil dog, he vented his emotions that he had never spoken to outsiders:

"I endure these beasts, raising humans in the city, and that has nothing to do with me...

They bully the weak and are afraid of the strong, so I endure it. What does it have to do with me...

After they exchanged the city, I endured it too... But they actually wanted to collect my 'qi money' and rob the martial arts that I finally took!"

Boom!

As if there was an explosion of air, Yang Ni suddenly stood up and saw a meteor shower in the night.

"I've always been the only one who robs people. When will it be the turn of someone to rob me?!"

The violent blood energy soared into the sky, and Yang Nixiao rushed towards the meteor shower that covered the sky and set:

"Die for me!!"

...

Buzz!

The picture ended here and it ended abruptly.

The diffuse red light gathered and eventually turned into a thin booklet and fell into Yang Yu's hands.

"This is?"

Yang Yu originally thought this would be a martial art, but...

“Travel Notes…”

Sure enough, this inner demon would not leave anything useful.

But Yang Yu had no expectations, so he naturally had no disappointment and read the booklet casually.

The handwriting is messy, the language is rough, and most of the words are emotional catharsis.

However, compared with what he saw and heard, Yang Yu tasted something different.

For example, Qiqian.

"If you have no orders to breathe, kill the entire clan! If you have no blood relatives, you will be able to kill the soul!"

"Those who learn martial arts without orders will kill the entire clan. If there is no blood relative, they will draw souls and souls!"

"Those who practice alchemy without orders, take pills, refine great medicines, take great medicines, hold ceremonies, and hold private Taoist fruits...

Draw souls and kill souls!”

...

The messy handwriting is Yang Ni's extremely violent emotional catharsis, but it is much more concentrating than the previous text, and it seems to be added later...

"These messes will definitely wipe out my traces, but if you came, you have never heard of these shitty things above,

That must be because I have been here!"

“…”

Looking at these messy handwriting, Yang Yu for some reason, he felt inexplicably ashamed of turning into his childhood diary...

"Dragon Blood Pill!"

At the end of the thin booklet, there is a pill recipe that is not known whether it is true or false.

"What a coincidence?"

After a casual scan, Yang Yu had already taken all the pill recipe. What surprised him was that this was a prescription for refining pills with dragon blood.

Moreover, it is the pill he needs to increase his magic power.

only……

"If you accept this pill, you will be hated by the dragon!"

Seeing this sentence, Yang Yu felt relieved.

"call!"

It took half a cup of tea to refine the altar, but Yang Yu did not delay. He turned around and walked into the underground secret room of the Wolf Eagle Society.

There are various tribes living in the Longquan Realm, but the bloodline of the Dragon Clan is still one of the top ones.

Yang Yu would naturally not let go of a semi-pure blood dragon body that was almost nine-colored. Its tendons, bones, and scales are all of the best materials.

More than ten days after that night, he only used one tendon to change the Yi Qianlong Divine Bow.

"What a pity, I can't find the true form diagram of the bow magic weapon..."

In the secret room, Yang Yu took out the Qianlong Divine Bow.

Once upon a time, the divine bow that had to exhaust his energy and energy once pulled open, and now even with that dragon tendon, it was barely available.

Before coming to Longquan, he had the intention to temporarily refine the Sun Shooting Dao Fruit into this bow.

pity……

【Nine-Black Extreme Shooting Sun (Odd)】

[In ancient times, the great demons held it and wanted to persevere and persevere in the ancient great master shooting the sun and died...]

[The magical power must be won: I will shoot from afar and stop at my door...]

【Nine Yao Extreme Dao Level…Core Dao Fruit】

【ceremony……】

【Promotionable…】
To be continued...