Chapter 334 The Third Form of the Magic Technique (Part 2)

Qin Yi frowned and listened carefully. He vaguely felt that the sorrow and music were full of mystery and seemed to contain some kind of natural way. It was a pity that he could not hear a word clearly.

If he could understand this sad music, he believed that he could make a breakthrough and even successfully reverse the mysterious energy.

"Buzz..."

Qin Yi moved his left hand and entered an ethereal state. In an instant, his state of mind became extremely clear. Everything in the world disappeared, and there was only the vague sadness and music in the whole world.

Qin Yi seemed to be sitting there, motionless, listening carefully to the sorrow and music coming from the top of the sacred mountain.

After a long time, an extremely vague word came intermittently into Qin Yi's ears.

"...Eternal...Primordial...Ao..."

Qin Yi's heart trembled, and he was overjoyed. After entering the ethereal state created by his left hand, he could really hear the sorrow and music.

However, he was also confused at the same time.

Eternal, ancient, proud... what does this mean?

He couldn't comprehend any mystery from these five words.

But no matter how you say it, these five words "eternal, ancient, proud" are undoubtedly like a shot of stimulant, making Qin Yi excited.

He let out a breath and continued to listen carefully. His whole body fell into a "sitting" state again. The five words "Eternal, Ancient, Proud" were always echoing in his ears.

A long time passed.

Qin Yi finally heard six words clearly.

"Heaven... Eternal... Ancient... Ao..."

"Tian, ​​Eternal, Taikoo, Ao?"

Qin Yi was stunned. What did these six words mean? What mystery did they contain?

He thought carefully, and there was no doubt that he failed. He did not think of any mystery from these six words.

But no matter what, there is still progress, at least now I can listen to one more word clearly.

At this moment, he had to admire the great elder's direct disciple who died in infancy. He was able to listen clearly to this sad music and cultivate his "Violent Art" to the fourth state.

It's a pity that he finally failed in reversing Xuan Qi and died young.

Such a genius failed to reverse the mysterious energy in the end. No wonder the entire sect was so afraid of the ancient fragments of "The Violent Art", and as soon as he found out that he had cultivated this ancient fragments, he was immediately attacked. Due to the dislike of the senior leaders of the sect, even Manager Ye and Manager Shi, who had been fighting for him, gave up on him in unison, and even avoided him.

Taking back his thoughts, Qin Yi continued to listen hard.

After a while, Qin Yi finally heard one word clearly.

"Heaven...eternal...primordial...proud..."

By now, Qin Yi could hear seven words clearly.

"Heaven, Eternal, Ancient, Proud?"

Qin Yi frowned.

There is no doubt that he still cannot find any mystery in these seven words.

However, things were clearly moving in the direction he expected, which made him extremely excited.

One day passed.

The next day, Qin Yi finally heard eight words clearly.

"Heaven...eternal...primordial...arrogant...desolate..."

"Heaven, eternity, taikoo, pride, desolation... eight words."

Qin Yi smiled faintly, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart. He knew that as long as he persisted in his efforts, his goal would be achieved. There would eventually be a moment when he would listen to the ancient music completely.

Another half day passed.

Qin Yi also went from being able to hear eight words clearly to nine words.

"Heaven...eternal...primordial...arrogant...prehistoric..."

"Heaven, eternity, ancient times, pride, prehistoric... nine words."

Very good!

Qin Yi was very excited, and then his expression suddenly suffocated, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Proud of the great wilderness..."

Qin Yi felt vaguely familiar with these four words. He seemed to have been exposed to these four words before.

Suddenly, he remembered where he had come into contact with these four words, and a huge wave surged in his heart, and the long-lost wonderful feeling surged into his heart again.

He felt that he had something very precious that was lost in the ancient sacred mountain.

At the same time, his state of mind suddenly brightened, and the whole ancient music of immortality suddenly poured into his ears clearly, like thunder.

"The sky and the earth are black and yellow, the universe is ancient, and for eternity, I am the only one singing. The ancient Hengyu condenses the black and yellow, and is proud of the ancient world..."

To be precise, this is not a sad music, but because it was extremely vague at the beginning, Qin Yi heard it as sad music.

This is the ancient Zen chant.

Immortal ancient Zen singing was like a giant hammer, hitting Qin Yi's heart one after another, making his blood vibrate.

“This is the third form of the Seven Forms of the Demon!”

Qin Yi was ecstatic when he stopped singing the immortal ancient Zen like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

What a surprise. The third form of the "Seven Forms of the Demon" turned out to be hidden in the "Violent Art". It was really hard to find it anywhere, and it took no effort to get it.

Now, Qin Yi finally understood what happened to the so-called reversal of mysterious energy. It turned out to be the fourth form of the martial arts "Violent Art" and jumped directly to the third form of "Seven Demonic Forms".

Two years ago, the so-called "failure of profound energy reversal" by the great elder's direct disciple should be that he was unable to practice the "Seven Forms of the Demon" and died suddenly.

For so long, Qin Yi has vaguely felt that there is some mysterious connection between the "Seven Forms of the Demon" and his mysterious left hand. The reason why he can practice the "Seven Forms of the Demon" is because he has a mysterious left hand.

Two years ago, the great elder's direct disciple did not have a mysterious left hand, so he was unable to practice the "Seven Forms of the Demon". If he insisted on practicing, there was only one result, and that was death.

"Now, the entire sect thinks that I am destined to die young. How could they know that the so-called "Violent Art" is an ancient martial art tailor-made for my left hand..."

Qin Yi smiled faintly. He wanted to know how shocked everyone in the sect would be if they learned the truth.

Of course, Qin Yi knew that they would never know the truth because it was impossible for him to tell the truth.

As the Immortal Ancient Zen chant, which was like a Hong Zhong Dalu, was clearly transmitted to Qin Yi's ears, he seemed to be on the top of the Immortal Ancient Mountain.

Endless faint divine radiance soared from the top of the sacred mountain and shot directly into the sky. This scene was truly mysterious. At this moment, Qin Yi even felt that he had become a god, and his whole body was radiating a faint divine radiance.

I don't know when, in the endless faint divine radiance, a huge dark shadow appeared, like a ghost, and like a human-shaped black smoke, it was elusive.

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