Chapter 432 Stay away from Qi Yuan, otherwise you will become unfortunate

Bing Jian's tone was sour, and the resentment in it was obvious.

Once upon a time, he was the number one prodigy in the Black Demon Abyss.

After Black Sword came, he was in second place.

Black Sword has an extremely strong talent and has entered the realm of Yangshen Tianzun.

Bingjian admits that he is inferior to him.

But...what about the blood robe?

It would have been fine if he had just appeared suddenly, but Ziyuantian’s ancestor directly gave him... the blood of the Black Demon.

How does Bingjian keep his balance?

The geniuses around him all had complicated expressions when they heard Bing Jian's complaints.

"If Big Brother Black Sword obtains the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor, we will be convinced."

"A person who has just entered the Black Demon Abyss for less than a year is actually qualified to obtain the Black Demon Ancestor Blood. It is really shocking..."

The geniuses present were talking about it.

Bing Jian's face was gloomy, and the cold aura on his body became even stronger.

He even wanted to question his ancestors why they didn't give him the Black Demon Blood.

Of course, it's just a thought.

Our ancestor is a powerful person who has reached the realm of great truth.

It was not easy for him to even meet him, so how could he dare to make any request to the ancestor?

After all, he is not like Ziyuan Daxue, but the direct descendant of the ancestor Ziyuantian.

At this moment, Ziyuan Xiaolu and Qi Yuan appeared in the crowd.

In an instant, countless eyes fell on Ziyuan Xiaolu and Qi Yuan.

Doubt, envy, jealousy, desire...

There were all kinds of looks.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan secretly sent a message to Ziyuan Xiaolu: "There are too many men and women in your Black Demon Abyss. We are obviously dressed very conservatively and not cool at all, but there are still so many people looking at us!"

Ziyuan's toes were tense, her hands were clutching the corner of her clothes, and her face was a little red.

She really wanted to tell Qi Yuan that these people were looking at her, not at her.

"Don't look at the girl. Didn't you see that Ziyuan Xiaolu was so shy that she clenched her hands?"

"Don't look at me, I'm socially anxious. If I get angry, I'll slap you in the face!"

"If you continue like this, I will sue you for secretly filming and sexual harassment!"

Finally, it was the brave Qi Yuan who stood up. He overcame his social phobia and looked down upon everyone with a cold brow.

The geniuses around were all a little puzzled when they heard this.

They couldn't quite understand what Qi Yuan said.

Ziyuan Daxue laughed loudly at this time: "If you want to see, look at Anxunlu, she is wearing very little!"

An Xunlu's expression did not change at all. To her, the body was just a mere bag of skin and only the soul was the most important.

"Sister Niu Jiao, you are free to wear whatever you want. We can't just watch no matter how An Xunlu wears!" Qi Yuan said.

"Hmph, you were talking about freedom of speech last time, why are you covering my mouth again?" Ziyuan Daxue said proudly.

These words choked Qi Yuan again.

There is a feeling that my "worldview" has collapsed.

When talking with Sister Niu Jiao, she can always find loopholes in his words.

With Qi Yuan's wisdom, it is actually very simple to refute.

But Qi was not good at speaking, and was a socially anxious introvert. He didn't dare to speak loudly, so it was normal for him to argue, right? The most important thing was... he was too lazy to use his brain.

It is better to convince the other party with your fists than to use your brain to convince them.

So at this moment Qi Yuan was silent and speechless.

At the same time, he was also reflecting on himself.

I still have many shortcomings, and what I say often has loopholes... There are inconsistencies, how should I solve these problems?

"No, I have to comprehend a truth and make up for this shortcoming!"

"From now on, when facing Sister Niu Jiao... you can defeat her without using your brain!"

Qi Yuan thought seriously.

Wait until you attend a conference where you will discuss the ultimate truth and then use your brain to think about it.

Use your brain where it's useful.

Otherwise, it’s too tiring to move all the time, you have to take good care of yourself.

At this moment, the Ice Sword's gaze fell on Qi Yuan as if it were real, as if it wanted to see through him and wonder how he could have deserved the attention of the ancestors and be given the blood of the Black Demon.

However, at this moment, a vast voice came from the sky.

"quiet!"

"listen!"

But in the Dark Demonic Sky, the sky suddenly turned gray and dark.

At the top of the mountain, a man in a white robe appeared, with fluttering sleeves, a handsome face and an elegant demeanor.

In stark contrast to the overall gray tone of Hei Mo Tian, ​​this man is dressed in white, just like warm light.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Black Sword!"

All the geniuses, including Bing Jian, lowered their heads and looked at the gentle man on the top of the mountain from afar.

Qi Yuan was used to being an actor, so he also bowed slightly.

"Today, I will teach you."

The black sword sits on the top of the peak, with an extraordinary temperament, like an immortal who has transcended the mundane world.

An Xunlu looked at the black sword, her eyes full of admiration and respect.

The rest of the geniuses, no matter how unruly they were, showed awe when facing the black sword.

One of the reasons for awe comes from the fact that Black Sword is so powerful, he is Yangshen Tianzun.

The second reason for awe is that Black Sword has such extraordinary talent that even the Nine Elders of the Black Demon Abyss feel inferior to him.

"Thank you, Brother!"

Nearly a thousand geniuses shouted in unison and all sat aside.

The previous disputes and little thoughts also disappeared with the arrival of the black sword.

"Today's teaching will focus on Yang Shen." Hei Jian's voice was elegant, like a spring breeze.

Qi Yuan sat next to Ziyuan Xiaolu, somewhat nonchalantly.

He whispered secretly.

"That's a bit beyond the scope. I'd rather hear about the Yin Spirit."

Qi Yuan is only a Zifu, which means he is still a junior high school student on Blue Star. The advanced mathematics courses he takes at university are indeed beyond the syllabus.

Ziyuan Xiaolu secretly transmitted the message: "Senior brother is extremely talented, there is no need to listen to his teachings."

She looked at Qi Yuan with admiration.

"I am not a person who sticks to the status quo. I need to listen more to other people's voices and open my brain," Qi Yuan said.

"Xiao Lu also has some doubts on the path of cultivation. I wonder if senior brother could give me some guidance in your spare time?" Ziyuan Xiao Lu blinked and asked expectantly.

"Well... no problem." Qi Yuan agreed directly.

Teach people to practice? Who doesn't know how to do it?

Moreover, he has many clever ideas and thoughts.

"Thank you, senior brother." Ziyuan Xiaolu showed a cute smile.

At this time, Black Sword's sermon began.

“In the astral world, there are no stars, and the sky and earth are dark and gloomy.

The predecessors were able to see light in strange places and the universe, travel between yin and yang, imitate the stars, raise the throne, refine the virtual shadows of the stars, illuminate the heavens, and the world can see the sun..."

"The way of the Yang God requires capturing the Yang energy of heaven and earth, integrating it into one's own body, and forging an immortal, indestructible, and indestructible soul."

What Black Sword talked about was the purest way of Yang God in the Sixth Heaven.

If you want to become a Yang God, you need to practice star projection and illuminate the heavens.

For these geniuses, the most difficult part is to practice star projection.

Star projection requires capturing the sun’s rays from outer space to be tempered.

The yang light of the Sixth Heaven has been almost exhausted, and only some powerful forces still retain it.

In other words, in some strange places, you can also encounter light from outer space.

Next, Black Sword explained how to capture the light from the sky, where it is easy to find, and how to capture it more easily.

All the geniuses present listened attentively, fascinated.

When Qi Yuan heard this, he looked suspicious.

"Today's teaching is over. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

Heijian has an elegant look and is dressed in a white robe, looking extraordinary and otherworldly.

Suddenly, many geniuses asked seriously.

Hei Jian answered them one by one, very seriously and carefully, without any airs of a Yang God.

At this time, Qi Yuan suddenly stood up and asked.

"The Yang God's Way, is it possible to go in a different way?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Qi Yuan, some of them were surprised and confused.

After all, now, although the Ice Sword is dissatisfied with the Blood Robe.

But judging from the love that ancestor Ziyuantian has for the blood robe, it can be seen that the blood robe's talent may be second only to the black sword.

He asks questions and perhaps has unique insights.

They listened carefully, wanting to see if they could gain something from the discussion between these two geniuses.

“I have a bold idea that it is too slow to capture the light of the sun.

It is better to start from the source, go directly to other universes, capture a star and refine it! Wouldn’t such a Yang God be more powerful! "

Qi Yuan expressed his doubts.

Suddenly, the geniuses present couldn't hold back their eyes when looking at Qi Yuan.

They originally thought that the genius Xuepao would say something grandiose.

In the end... what he said was too unreliable, wasn't it? Is there any need to ask such a thing?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Not to mention where to find real stars in other universes, just talk about them... who has the ability to refine real stars?

Yang Shen is powerful, and one strike is enough to destroy the stars.

But they are merely Yin gods, capable of destroying nations.

The gap is too big.

There is a special kind of beauty in the blood-robed man's speech.

Want to earn a million dollars a year?

You have to deposit 60 million in the bank first.

"The way of Yang God comes from the great power of our ancestors, or there may be other methods." Black Sword explained patiently, and did not refuse to answer because Qi Yuan's question was outrageous. "But you need to be careful. The stars are too powerful for Yin God to refine. If you are not careful, your soul will be destroyed."

Black Sword’s answer is simple: there might be such a possibility, but it is too dangerous and not recommended.

When Qi Yuan heard this, he also felt that this was true.

The Yin Spirit is so weak that it can't even swallow a star.

Refining the stars, what a pipe dream!

Therefore, the way of Yang Shen must be followed step by step, capturing the light from outer space and refining it into star projections.

But at this moment, a flash of inspiration came to his clever brain, and Qi Yuan's face turned pale instantly.

Ziyuan Xiaolu immediately became nervous: "What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

“I feel like I’m going to die.”

Qi Yuan was very worried.

Because he refined the real sun and turned it into a golden elixir.

According to common logic, is he already dead? After all, a Yin God will die if he refines a real star.

The only way to become Yang God is to capture the most yang light from the sky.

His way is wrong.

Could it be that he is already dead? Is everything now just his fantasy before he died? "What's wrong, Senior Brother?" Ziyuan Xiaolu was a little worried.

"Stretch out your face here and let me pinch it." Qi Yuan's face was gloomy.

"Ah?" Ziyuan Xiaolu was a little confused, but still obediently put her face closer.

Qi Yuan pinched it and asked seriously, "Does it hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt." Ziyuan Xiaolu said shyly.

I couldn’t tell my senior brother about the pain, lest he blame himself.

"It doesn't hurt at all. Is this all fake? Is this just my imagination?" Qi Yuan's mind collapsed.

He never had the heart to pinch himself because he was afraid of the pain.

Ziyuan Xiaolu, who was standing next to him, looked at Qi Yuan and became anxious. She didn’t know what was going on: “It hurts, a little bit!”

She didn't hide it anymore.

She felt that it would be better for her to not hide her thoughts when facing her senior brother in the blood-robed robe and to be straightforward.

"It hurts?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up. "It turns out that it wasn't my imagination, but..."

He was confused again.

Why didn't he die?

Didn’t the Yin gods who refined the stars die?

But suddenly, he thought of something and suddenly realized it.

"The Yin God will die if he swallows the stars, what does it have to do with me who is building the foundation?"

Right!

When he was building his foundation, he refined the sun into a golden elixir and swallowed a star.

So, it's okay.

I'm just scaring myself.

Qi Yuan figured it out, felt a little scared, and almost died.

This also reminded him of the conversation he had just had with Ziyuan Daxue.

His teachings have loopholes and are a big problem!

You must comprehend a truth and fix this loophole.

At this time, Hei Jian looked at Qi Yuan with a surprised expression: "Xue Pao, you are in this posture, do you have something to say?"

After all, Qi Yuan acted nervous after asking the question just now, which attracted a lot of attention.

Qi Yuan felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

He couldn't say that he almost thought himself to death, right?

Suddenly, he thought of a solution: "Brother Black Sword, I want to report it!"

Although Qi Yuan hates people who report things, he supports reporting things in an open and aboveboard manner.

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan felt quite tired.

These words made all the geniuses present look puzzled.

This blood-stained robe...really, it looks more like Ziyuantian than Ziyuantian's people! "What are you reporting?" Black Sword asked.

"I reported An Xunlu. She tried to sow discord between you and me, insisting that I couldn't surpass Black Sword and that I targeted you." Qi Yuan said seriously.

After these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.

Immediately, Ziyuan Daxue's goose-like laughter rang out.

"Hahaha……"

An Xunlu, who was not far away, widened her eyes with a look of disbelief.

The other geniuses also tried to hold back their smiles.

These words sounded like they were spoken by An Xunlu.

Bing Jian sat aside, and recalled that An Xunlu had once said something similar to him.

At that time, he was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

Now, seeing Blood Robe take this out in the open, he felt a little happy for some reason.

At the same time, his gaze towards Qi Yuan became more fearful.

Originally, he was thinking about challenging the Blood Robe to prove that he was the number one under the Black Sword.

Now...how could he dare to challenge Xuepao with such a shameless look?

If he said something inappropriate during the challenge, wouldn't this guy exaggerate it and tell everyone about it? Does Bing Jian still have any shame?

Don't get close to the blood robe, it will bring misfortune.

This thought came to Bingjian’s mind.

Stay away from Blood Robe from now on! The other geniuses also looked at Blood Robe with disdain.

This guy has something to say... and he really means it!

At the beginning, there were rumors that Blood Robe told everyone he met, suspecting that the old ancestor was his grandson, but they didn't believe it.

Now... I believe it.

"Bloody robe... stop talking nonsense!" An Xunlu was really angry to death, and her chest kept heaving.

"I'm not talking nonsense. I even recorded it and kept the evidence." Qi Yuan said as he took out the photo stone.

“Hei Jian, this An Xunlu is obviously a scheming woman, and she’s even trying to sow discord. You need to stay away from her.

Don't let her cheat you out of your money and your body. Boys, be careful when you're out there."

Qi Yuan has a strong sense of morality and directly exposes reality.

"Brother Heijian, I didn't!" Tears welled up in An Xunlu's eyes.

Black Sword stood on the top of the mountain with a calm expression.

But Qi Yuan continued, "Rumor-mongering girl, you want to act pitiful after your essay is exposed, right? I declare that I have never regarded Black Sword as a target for comparison, and he is not someone I want to surpass."

An Xunlu's eyes were like swords. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm afraid I don't dare to compare with Brother Black Sword!"

“So many people are still spreading rumors!”

Qi Yuan said lazily.

"When the Black Sword becomes the ultimate truth, then let me surpass it. Now... he is not qualified!"

Qi Yuan's voice was calm, but at this moment, it stirred up a storm in everyone's hearts.

ps: Thank you Mr. Lin Shengjun for the reward again! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)