Hidden Corner

 Chapter 490 491 Supplement 4

The disciple at the core is a woman, with black hair tied into a high ponytail hanging behind her back. She holds a black long sword in each hand, and arcs of lightning appear faintly around her.

“People from the Faceless Sword Sect can leave as soon as they kill someone in my Shangqing City.” The woman raised her right sword and swiped it lightly, leaving a trace of blue ionized light in the air instantly.

“If this spreads out, it will definitely ruin my reputation, Song Qitian.”

 The woman's fair face showed a trace of anger, and her purple eyes stared at Li Chengyi below.

“Junior Brother Bailu, you severely injured my junior sister, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?”

"I've heard of you, one of the leaders of the younger generation of Emperor Mu Zong of the Qing Dynasty." Li Chengyi showed a pure smile.

 “What a pity.” The smile on his face gradually faded. "It is your tragedy to be born in this era."

 “You” the woman was stunned for a moment and had not yet spoken.

 Li Chengyi closed his eyes lightly.

 Open again.

 A sky-blue light suddenly lit up in his pupils.

 The sword finger has already taken shape in front of him.

 “Instant prison!”

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In an instant, a ray of sky-blue sword light burst out from his sword pouch, like the boundary between pure heaven and earth, passing through the attic, through the crowd, and across Song Qitian's chest, with five engraved white lights on his chest, and his face was frightened. chest.

 Everything became silent.

Song Qitian stood there blankly, the lightning arcs on his body quickly disappeared, and the look in his eyes also quickly disappeared.

 A big hole silently appeared in her chest and heart.

 A **** hole the size of a fist.

 “Senior Sister!!”

Two disciples around her stepped forward to support her in fear, and frantically stuffed healing and life-saving medicine into her mouth.

Li Chengyi didn't bother to recall the used sword, which was just an ordinary green bamboo.

 Feeling the evil thoughts and killing intent sweeping over her, the amount of evil thoughts required by Ziwei Hua suddenly increased by 20%.

 He turned around and left calmly.

 Actually, what he said just now was not about himself, but for Huo Qingkong.

 Being born in this era is the greatest sorrow for all the young generation.

In a blink of an eye, the others had disappeared.

 A moment later, after searching the next two gardens, Li Chengyi finally found a small flower similar to a wheat straw chrysanthemum in a corner among the weeds that had not yet been cleaned up.

Bright yellow and white flowers are sparsely distributed among the wild grasses. This abandoned garden has exactly the evolutionary flower spirit that Li Chengyi needs.

The gray and white walls are dilapidated and envelop this garden.

Li Chengyi bowed his body one by one and inhaled the flower essence from the small flowers into the Flower of Evil mark.

 As Wheat Straw Chrysanthemum continued to replenish the flower energy, the urgency in his heart was relieved.

 55%.

 71%.

 82%.

  100%.

 Finally, Li Chengyi breathed a sigh of relief and stood up.

 ‘The next step is to absorb evil thoughts. ’

 He took out a map from his pocket, looked at it, and then found the direction. A black light flashed.

 The instantaneous person has disappeared from the same place.

Everything in Shangqing City passed by him quickly, and within a moment, he had left the city and rushed towards the next sect.

 He doesn’t want to wait here for the old guy from the Qing Mu Sword Sect to take action.

With the Hui Sword at his feet, Li Chengyi was almost flying at a low altitude, soaring forward at fourteen times the speed of sound.

 Skips through the mountains and forests, over the mountains, and across the rivers.

After adjusting the direction several times, soon, two days later, a huge black building complex built on the top of a snow-capped mountain appeared in front of him.

 Among the huge dark green mountains, a high mountain with a snow-covered top is clearly visible.

 Suiyue Peak has arrived.

“This is the Gate of Time?” Li Chengyi observed the surrounding terrain, found the right path first, and then formally approached.

 This is different from the Qingmu Sword Sect. The Qingmu Sword Sect has a bad relationship with the other three sects, so he can do whatever he wants.

 But the Shuijie Sect here is a sect that has a good relationship with the Faceless Sword Sect, so the proper etiquette should still be followed.

After walking along the road for more than ten miles, passing trucks gradually appeared on the mountain road, and some people in the form of spiritual beasts with some characteristics of beasts could also be seen passing by.

People from the Faceless Sword Sect seemed to be very popular here. Wherever Li Chengyi went, all the spirit beasts who saw him waved at him in a friendly manner.

 “White Deer!” Suddenly a familiar voice floated from far in front.

 Li Chengyi looked up and saw Bai He, Zhao Yuan and the rest of the Faceless Sword Sect disciples gathered together, talking to a tall man with a fox face.

 The one who called him was Bai He.

As he approached, Li Chengyi smiled at Zhaoyuan, who had a cold face, and looked at the fox-faced man at the Time Gate.

 The man wears a green one-shoulder robe, exposing his smooth left shoulder.

“Another junior disciple from the Faceless Sword Sect is here. It just so happens that the rules are the same. If you want to obtain the experience mark and pass the level, you must defeat any of my fellow disciples from the Time Sect head-on.”

 “That simple?” Li Chengyi was surprised.

“It’s not that simple, because now there is only one disciple of the Shuiyue Sect that we can come into contact with.” Bai He smiled bitterly at the side.

He pointed to a person in a bamboo forest not far away. He was a young man, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Wearing the same green single-room robe and many various gemstone necklaces, pendants and bracelets.

Colored gemstones sparkle in the sunlight, making his pale and handsome face look extremely gorgeous.

 “The giant white deer clan, the natural nourisher Yuan Qi.”

The giant white deer family? Isn't this the clan he pretends to be?

Li Chengyi was slightly surprised and looked around at the other members of the Faceless Sword Sect. They had obviously arrived here first, they had all fought, and they were all more or less injured.

 Apparently failed.

"It's my turn now." Zhaoyuan held the sword pouch tightly and took a step forward with a stubborn look on her face.

　　But before she could finish speaking, a figure passed by her.

“Is it enough to defeat you?” Li Chengyi stared at the same white antlers and walked in front of the young man in green.

“Yes, please don’t worry, I will carefully control the force so that you will not be hurt too much.” Yuan Qi showed a pure smile and his eyes stayed on Li Chengyi’s antlers for a moment.

"It doesn't matter, you can use all your strength." Li Chengyi also smiled, "Because the fighting time may be very short."

The two of them were facing each other, thirty meters apart, and stood still for a while.

 Hum.

Layers of green force fields had already been deployed around Yuan Qi. At this time, they emerged one after another, flashing large mysterious and mysterious patterns and symbols.

 The grass and shrubs behind him grew wildly, and the quickly growing green grass weaved into a giant green figure five meters tall.

Li Chengyi's hand gently grasped the hilt of the Dingyuan Sword at his waist. He closed his eyes. This time, he did not draw the sword directly, but began to quickly adjust his state according to the original second level of the Seven Intentions Holy Spirit Skill.

Yes, in the past two years, he has not wasted it in vain, but regardless of everything, he has re-cultivated the Seven Mind Holy Spirit Kung Fu from the first level to the second level. Anyway, he has Kui Ling to run a small stove, so he has no shortage of skills.

 Comparing the two, after he discovered the areas where Flower of Evil had improved, he tried to imitate and improve subsequent exercises on his own with his vast martial arts knowledge and deep understanding of the seals.

 Because there are already two Holy Infants, there is no bottleneck in the first two levels, and the side effects have completely disappeared.

 But things are different at the beginning of the third level. From the beginning, a Holy Infant must be identified to share the side effects.

At this time, Li Chengyi kept comparing the power of the Flower of Evil version of the Holy Spirit Kung Fu with the original Holy Spirit Kung Fu.

The Flower of Evil version requires the Holy Infant to complete his cultivation before he can practice to the next level.

Originally, it was not necessary. Originally, as long as you found the Holy Infant and ensured that it would not die for the time being, you could practice the next level by yourself. But every time you reach a level, you have to pass on the side effects again.

 I am thinking about how to practice the subsequent Holy Spirit Exercises. Suddenly, at the foot of the mountain behind him, streaks of white light flew towards him.

 Huge malice rushed towards Li Chengyi's back like a tidal wave.

 Intent to kill +3.

 Intent to kill +4.

 Hurling intent +3!

 Dense evil thoughts swept over, interrupting the duel between Li Chengyi and Yuan Qi.

　　‘Faceless White Deer! Give back my disciple's life! ! ’

At the moment, a white shadow was wrapped in a huge transparent twisting force, flying into the air and rushing toward Li Chengyi.

That was a thin old man wearing a Taoist robe from the Qingmu Sword Sect.

 His collar was clearly embroidered with two gold leaves, which represented the status of the elder.

 The eight yuan seals that lit up on his chest made Li Chengyi's eyes slightly condensed.

The other party was actually the same as him, a strong eight-seal master.

 The turbulent evil thoughts rush into the flower of evil.

 Soon, the evil thoughts belonging to the crape myrtle flower were completely filled up. The second evolution of the crape myrtle flower, it quickly began to light up with purple-red fluorescence.

 A moment.

 The crape myrtle flower has evolved.

  New information poured into Li Chengyi's mind.

‘Lagerstroemia flower: three evolutions: 0, evil thoughts: 0. Number of possible evolutions: 4.’

  ‘Flower language: the power of persuasion (the power of the original language is enhanced. While maintaining the original effect, when the facts are told, the other party cannot refute, and there will be a small probability of a permanent change in attitude and tendency. The probability is determined by the difference in consciousness strength between the two parties)'

 ‘Flower language: Good luck +2 (the good luck cycle is restored every three days, the good luck effect can be actively superimposed, wait for the opportunity to use it)’

  “.Can be stacked!?”

Li Chengyi's eyes were stunned. At this moment, after receiving the information, the persuasive power of the previous one was good, but there was a small probability of permanent change, but the stacking and accumulation of the good luck words later was a bit exaggerated.

‘You can currently use the good luck flower language to avoid conflicts. Do you want to use it? ’ Suddenly the feedback from the Flower of Earthly Evil came.

'use! ’ Li Chengyi immediately decided to try it first to see the effect. If there is no other way, he will probably have to expose his true strength. Although he is not afraid that exposure will lead to bad consequences, he will not expose it if he can. After all, it is difficult to explain.

 It's a pity that he didn't expect that the other party would catch up so quickly.

 At this moment, from the completion of the evolution and appearance of the flower language to his decision, it ended in just an instant.

The people from the Qingmu Sword Sect were still roaring and charging towards them.

 Suddenly, from the distance on the top of the Suijianmen Mountain, an old man snorted.

Hum!

Huge green light rose from the ground in front of several members of the Qingmu Sword Sect, turning into a wall to block them.

 With another flash of green light, the group of people had disappeared from the spot, completely gone.

Li Chengyi breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the description in flower language.

'Flower Language: Good Luck +2 (A member of the Qing Mu Sword Sect accidentally affected the fleeting special inspiration of the Master of the Years Sect when he was practicing martial arts. Angry and angry, the Master of the Years tried to move everyone to a place with the most monsters and beasts with a palm of his hand. Hei Yunyuan punished them briefly, but in his anger, he made a huge mistake and crushed everyone to death on the spot)'

 ‘This’ Li Chengyi was speechless. Is this luck a bit too exaggerated? !

 The flower language of good luck has now turned into a gray state, and it will obviously take three days before it can be used again.

But what makes him even more satisfied is that he can immediately choose the eleventh flower **** position to be vacant.

 In order to deal with the situation at hand, he has already chosen the eleventh main flower.

 (End of this chapter)