Chapter 1622 Secret Book of the Dead

The elimination of the Dantian is equivalent to the elimination of the cultivator and becomes a mortal. After a few decades, it will turn into a piece of loess. Ye Tian frowned and said, "This joke is not funny."

The old immortal Huang Mo was unusually serious and said, "Shut up if you don't dare."

Ye Tian was not angry, but it was strange. The old fairy Huang Mo had always been playful and smiling, so why did he become so irritable and a little sad when he arrived here.

Ye Tian knew that there was a reason for everything, and his tone softened, "You have to tell me the reason."

Huang Mo's old fairy's voice was a little heavy, "Listen carefully..."

"That was a matter of distant times. A long time ago, Yunluo Fangcun and Bi Jintian coveted the Secret Book of the Dead in Xiyue Guisu. Because the practice of the Secret Book of the Dead requires killing a large number of living beings, Yunluo Fangcun and Bi Jintian fought. Under the banner of doing justice for heaven, a bloody massacre against the devil began..." At this point, the voice of the old fairy Huang Mo became sad. Ye Tian could not imagine before that he would show such sad emotions, "In fact, the secret of the dead man Practicing scriptures is also forbidden in the Xiyue Ghost Constellation. We are called demons, but we are also flesh and blood people. We just act more unscrupulously, but we don’t have those crooked minds in the so-called righteous way. If we have an official reason, we will not hesitate. It set off a bloody storm. Young man, you didn’t know that there were corpses everywhere at that time. Now that I think about it, the hairs on my body will stand up. It’s so miserable... Damn things like Yun Luo Fang Cun and Bi Jin Tian are so proud of themselves. The righteous people did things worse than animals and killed tens of millions of people, just for the sake of a dead man's secret book!"

After a long silence, Ye Tian asked, "Did they get it?"

The old immortal Huang Mo sighed, "No, the Secret Book of the Dead is where we stand, in the Hall of Compassion."

"Here? How is it possible!"

Ye Tian meant that if it had been discovered here so many years ago, Old Immortal Huang Mo understood and pointed at the corpses, "They are the Secret Book of the Dead."

Ye Tian was speechless, and a thunderbolt flashed in his head, "You mean... the Secret Scripture of the Dead is a method planted in the human body?"

The old immortal Huang Mo nodded, but looked at the corpses and said, "Are you stupid? Are you going to cultivate the secret scriptures of the dead even if your body and soul are destroyed and you can't be reincarnated again?"

The so-called Dharma door planted in the human body is a certain Dharma secret, which must be nourished by the human essence and spirit, with flesh and blood as the carrier. In the end, the person becomes the secret scripture, and the secret scripture becomes the person. It can be said that ordinary magic formulas are lines of text, while the Secret Book of the Dead uses human bodies instead of words.

This method of using the flesh as "words" is also rare in the Xuantian world. This method is very strange, but it is all magical. Some can be called "god of gods".

As Ye Tian walked into the corpses one by one, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There is always a lack of courageous people in the world, and these people have firm beliefs in their hearts. As he looked at it, Ye Tian realized something was wrong. He reached out and pressed one of the lifelike corpses, as if pressing on a balloon, and the skin sank. Looking at the skeletons again, they were all shiny and white, and in his heart Surprised, he asked in a voice, "What's going on?"

The old immortal Huang Mo said, "You don't know, if you want to become a part of the secret scriptures of the dead, you must separate your flesh and blood before dedicating your life. This kind of separation means that the entire skeleton leaves the body, which is a hundred times more painful than skinning a living person." ." His voice was trembling, and his voice was choked. "These brave children gave up their lives for hundreds of years in order to protect the Secret Book of the Dead, ripening themselves in advance, leaving only a trace of their thoughts."

At that time, the righteous path must have driven them to a dead end, so they opened up this space, made themselves "scriptures" in advance, and died to protect the secrets of the demonic path. This approach is really decisive and even more admirable.

Afterwards, these people died in shocking deaths. To commemorate them, the Demonic Way called the space created by them the Hall of Compassion.

The old immortal Huang Mo suddenly shouted, "Ye Tian, ​​I'm afraid I'm the only one left in this world who knows how to refine the Secret Scripture of the Dead. The other insiders have long since passed away. Are you willing to learn the Secret Scripture of the Dead!"

Ye Tian simply stopped asking and said, "Yes!"

"Okay! If you are willing, you will inherit the essence of my demonic path. You will be qualified to become the leader of the demonic path in the future. You must not harm the interests of the demonic path at all."

Wherever Tang Xue is, Ye Tian must be there. He nodded and said, "I promise you, I will never break my promise!"

The old fairy Huang Mo got excited, recited a mantra like a Sanskrit chant, shouted, and stood up. Only corpses and skeletons were seen one by one, flying into the air for no reason and flying towards Ye Tian. In mid-air, those fleshy bodies were in a trance. The spaces turned into pieces of paper, and the skeletons turned into pieces of glowing black ink.

The old immortal Huang Mo suddenly shouted, "Quickly, destroy your Shengjing Tower!"

Since Ye Tian chose to believe, he no longer had any doubts and destroyed Shengjing Tower in an instant. Suddenly, he felt that his cultivation level was rapidly passing away, and all the strength in his body was like a flood that had opened a gate. He screamed in his heart, "I I was about to lose my life. Just as I finished thinking about it, pages of paper and glowing words were thrown into my Dantian at the critical moment.

The Old Immortal Huang Mo roared again, "Exhaust your remaining strength, use the Shengjing Dan Qi that exploded when the Shengjing Tower was destroyed to turn into needles and threads and a brush, sew the paper into a book, dip the brush in ink, and write in the book Write text on it.”

Ye Tiandeng immediately used his last bit of strength to direct the Shengjing Dan Qi, turning it into needles, threads, and brushes. The threads were threaded into the needles to sew pages and pages of paper and brushes. After dipping it in ink and waving it on the paper, lines of words appeared at a rate of hundreds per second, with pictures interspersed among them.

Everything happened very quickly, in just over thirty seconds, but Ye Tian's Dantian had undergone a huge change that changed the world. This change was like a sea of ​​​​change, as if it had gone through one era after another.

A book appeared in his Dantian. The color and size of this book could not be distinguished by the naked eye. It just floated there leisurely, approaching and distant. Sometimes it was clearly there, but it made people feel empty.

This book was the Secret Scripture of the Dead, replacing the original Shengjing Tower.

"Ye Tian, ​​inject all the Xuanyuan and Danqi in your Dantian into the book!"

At this time, Ye Tian was almost collapsed, and his strength was on the verge of disappearing. As long as he let out a breath, he would become a useless person. He knew how critical this time was. He gritted his teeth and fought with his last breath. Shengjing Danqi and Xuanyuan were all drilled into the book.

Boom, Ye Tian's ears rang, and his eyes suddenly went dark. His body felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar. His heart sank. Failed? Suddenly, the power revived, and the powerful energy returned to the blood, and all the lost strength poured back.

Ye Tian knew that he had succeeded, and he was overjoyed. Huang Mo Laoxian was also very happy, shouting loudly, "Warriors of the Demonic Path, you did not die in vain, the Secret Scripture of the Dead finally appeared."

He yelled at Ye Tian again, "Do you know how perverted the Secret Scripture of Death is? It allows you to directly absorb other people's Dan Qi to improve the level of your own Dan Qi in the future, without having to work hard to find any treasures related to Dan Qi, and most importantly, it may break through the highest level of Dan Qi!"

Every word that Huang Mo Laoxian said was almost like a thunderbolt hitting Ye Tian's head.