Mysterious murder methods.

Fenglan was greatly suspicious of his "informedness".

How many unknown people and things exist in the world of cultivation in Taiming Continent? How many schools of cultivation are there with completely different consciousness, forms, and beliefs?

Feng Lan thought he had many new insights into the path of cultivation, but he was caught off guard by this sudden and strange thing.

He deeply felt that his previous actions, which looked vigorous, powerful and arrogant, were actually like a transparent oil bead floating on the turbid bottomless river or lake.

On the surface of the sea, he is seen clearly by others. Perhaps he can solve a large number of problems on the surface with pure force, but in reality, the difference is far behind. Others have countless ways to deal with him.

As this night came, Lin Fenglan felt even more uneasy.

He desperately hopes to control the blue-black mark and allow himself to freely choose to travel through darkness and light.

At the same time, he began to think deeply about a question: What was going on in that ice and snow world? It seemed that that world was like a shadow, silently watching.

As the peaceful day passes, darkness finally falls.

Feng Lan runs the "Heart-Calling Curse" and "Ice Heart Curse" of the Yin-Yang Curse in advance, focusing on practicing.

Ever since the green and black mark appeared, he has been persisting in this approach, with no results.

This time, he decided to channel the spiritual power and energy in Dongfang Yubai and inject it into the mark.

Before, he longed to travel freely between the two worlds and solve more problems without taking any risks.

When a blue-black mark appeared on his right hand, a spiritual power originating from the Oriental Fish White Space was guided into the mark.

For a moment, with the mark as the center, a vortex of air flow gradually formed, and the energy, spiritual power, aura and various magical substances between heaven and earth were all involved, and then swallowed by Dongfang Yubai.

The blue-black marks, the corners that seemed to be made up of countless overlapping eyes, gradually became shiny.

Feng Lan suddenly felt the sky shaking hard, breaking free from some kind of restraint, and he himself was also shaken to the ground with a snapping sound.

The green and black mark quickly receded, and Feng Lan was paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.

At this moment, a black figure floated in from the window, standing on the other side of the screen like a ghost.

"Little thief, are you trying to track me based on the deaths of Pu Ya and Shopkeeper Wu?"

The voice was very light and soft, like the voice of a ghost in legend.

"Who are you?" Feng Lan said in a deep voice, "Looking at the world of cultivation, the people who dare to fight me so blatantly have not been born yet."

"Hehe~" The man let out a strange ghostly laugh, "What arrogance, it is simply crazy. Among the younger generation, you are the only one who is decent. It's a pity that you offended someone who shouldn't be offended.

Can die."

"Okay." Feng Lan thought, stalling for time with nonsensical words, "It sounds like you are a senior in the world of cultivation, and you shamelessly plotted against a junior, plotting against him while he was practicing, and then killing him.

.You must be a bastard born of a beast, or a bastard born of a thief from your mother. If so, please let me go and have a fight with me openly."

"Hmph. I'm also wondering why there was a strange phenomenon in Yaoyue's Eye just now?

It seems that there is a powerful force that draws the power of the nine stars through it.

If you are really affected by the power of the demon moon, it means that your Fengxue Sutra has reached the third level.

Uh, that’s not right, the third level of Feng Xue Jing can’t be completed in just five years without a hundred years of work?”

The man murmured in confusion: "It doesn't make sense."

"It turns out that your Excellency has a close relationship with Zhangtian Sect..."

"How do you know?" The man interrupted in surprise, "You little thief, could it be that based on the injuries of the thief from the Guihai family, you know the techniques I practice?"

"You should know very well that I am a disciple of the head of Zhangtian Sect, and I know a lot about the inside story of Zhangtian Sect."

Feng Lan was also startled, thinking that my casual deception had a miraculous effect.

Yesterday, when I was healing Guihai Wudi,

The Wind and Snow Sutra is very suitable for dissolving that strange blazing power.

This person just mentioned the Wind and Snow Sutra, and he had the feeling that it was a treasure trove in his family. Just this feeling alone made him right.

The Zhangtian Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and I really don’t know how many related descendants are left behind in the vast Taiming Continent.

These people are afraid that they will have many enemies but few friends.

"You little thief, how dare you deceive me?" The man thought for a moment and said angrily, "You little thief, you are really capable. Tonight is the day you die."

When the man spoke to the end, his voice was extremely sharp and hoarse.

In Feng Lan's urgency, he waved out his palm, green flames flew across the sky, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded.

"Huh?" The man floated away like a ghost, and said inexplicably, "Blood dragon wind? Purgatory real fire? Yang Yan technique? It's weird, they all look alike, but they don't look alike at all?"

Little did they know that Feng Lan's casting had already lifted the restrictive power brought by Dongfang Yubai and Qinghei's mark.

The wind was also like a ghost, floating towards the man in the corner of the beam.

"You little thief, you tricked me!"

The man roared strangely and walked away through the wall.

"As expected, it is the Time Technique of Zhangtian Sect."

Feng Lan was shocked. Who would have thought that that person could really master the immortal art "Time Technique" of the Tianzong's authentic immortal art school.

He chased after him and left Yaoyue City in a blink of an eye, heading straight towards Central Continent.

Entering a mountain forest, a cold snort came from the side, the sound was extremely sharp.

"Sonic Technique!"

Feng Lan exclaimed, and immediately waved the Seven Star Sword, turning it into a sword and shield, barely blocking the strange sound wave technique, but he was knocked out of the woods.

"Seven Star Sword?" A deep voice came from the woods, "You are practicing the Wind and Snow Sutra, and you are also practicing the Eight-Stage Palm Heaven Art. Are you a disciple of the Holy Talisman?"

"My name is Feng Lan, and I am the seventh disciple of the Sheng Fu Seat, the leader of Zhangtian Sect." Feng Lan said loudly.

Feng Lan felt at ease.

This person can detect the Fengxue Sutra he has practiced, and at the same time practice the eight magical powers of the twenty-eight movements of Palm Heaven. Such a person is only a person who is very, very familiar with the cultivation methods of Zhang Tian Sect.

But, who could this person be?

"Holy Talisman, he is incompetent in managing the sect and is cowardly, but he is good at recruiting disciples." The man seemed to nod and said, "Holy Talisman, how is he?"

This "How is he?" is full of helplessness, pity, regret, and carries with it all the feelings of regret.

"My master is the youngest monk in the God Transformation Realm in the past 1,500 years. He leads the Zhengtian Sect to conquer the Ten Southern Cities and the Seven Star City.

It can be said that the Zhangtian Sect is recreating the glory of the Immortal Lord and the Twelve Golden Immortal disciples thousands of years ago, and it will not take long before it will be realized."

Fenglan replied.

"Haha." The man smiled deeply, "Did I see it wrong?"

The man was silent for a long time and said, "I am convinced that I lost."

"Senior, could it be Uncle Ming?"

Feng Lan immediately thought of the reason why Elder Yue Lian rebelled against his master, and said bluntly.

"It's rare that junior brother can still mention my existence to his descendants." The man seemed to be crying and choked, "It has been one hundred and fifty years, and I am just a poor lonely ghost."

Ming Yuyang, this name has no memory for the twenty-first generation disciple Feng Lan.

"Uncle Yue Lian, is she okay?" Ming Yuyang asked in a trembling voice.

"Not long ago, Master Yue Lian colluded with the Demon Sect and attacked the gate of Zhangtian Sect. He was captured by Master Zi Shi and is now imprisoned on Xiaozhu Peak." Feng Lan paused for a moment, "My master has no trouble for Master Yue Lian.

The Wen family is just letting my uncle have some free time."

"She is just a poor person who went astray." Ming Yuyang was silent for a long time and then said slowly, "Come in."

Feng Lan put away the Seven-Star Sword and followed a purple light that came from the woods, and walked into a cave in the woods. After ten feet into the cave, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he saw a stone man hanging on a triangle.

In one corner, only the silver-like hair glowed faintly.

"Disciple Feng Lan, I would like to pay my respects to my uncle." Feng Lan saluted again.

He got a little closer and could see clearly in his dream that his uncle Ming Yuyang was first embedded in a huge stone. Day after day, year after year, through the accumulation of cultivation, the huge stone stuck to his body and became a part of his body.

Such a weird cultivation method is definitely not something that can be achieved by the Zhangtian Jue, the cultivation method passed down from the authentic sect of the Zhangtian Sect.

"Has your master ever mentioned the "Reincarnation Curse" to you?"

"No."

Feng Lan was startled. He had never heard of Xin Dao. How could Zhangtian Sect have such a true cultivation method similar to Buddhism?

"Fengxue, divine eyes, and reincarnation are the true methods of unifying the three elements of immortals, demons, and Buddhas.

After I left the Zhangtian Sect, I accidentally obtained the Buddhist Reincarnation Mantra. It was of great benefit to me when I took Sophora Sophora Flavescentis..z.br

My stone body is a gift from the mantra of reincarnation.

At such a young age, you are able to master the Fengxue Sutra to the second level of "Wind lifts the clouds, and Hongfei frost descends". It is really rare.

If you agree, I will pass on the Reincarnation Mantra to you. If you have a great opportunity in the future, obtain the Divine Eye Secret, unify the three elements, and achieve success in cultivation, you will definitely shine for Zhangtian Sect."
To be continued...