The golden light covered the whole heaven and earth. It seemed that it was the curved moon in the sky that landed on the earth.


    The expression on the blood corpse ancestor''s face was very strange. It seemed that he was surprised and disdained.


    "It''s very interesting. It''s really different from the general martial arts." he smiled and shook his head. "But that''s just it."


    Zheng!


    A dry finger touched the crescent moon, and the huge golden moon stood still in an instant, as if it had fished out the shadow of the moon from the water.


    Fingers bent, gently ejected, and bounced away the dust.


    The golden moon began to break and dissipate.


    "This is empty!" he said faintly, with light wind and light clouds, not in a hurry.


    Yang Xuan didn''t even have a surprised expression on his face.


    He was not surprised at all.


    If the blood corpse ancestor couldn''t take over his simplest big golden moon chop, he would be disappointed.


    "What about this?" Yang Xuan said, accompanied by countless stars.


    Stars are better than snow, and day and night alternate.


    Countless golden stars fell from the sky and rushed to the ancestors of blood corpses.


    Gold, starlight.


    But the blood corpse ancestor shook his head and then waved his sleeve.


    "What''s the difference from the moon?" he seemed a little disappointed. "It''s just the difference between a black tiger taking out his heart and a monkey stealing peaches. What''s the difference?"


    The stars recede, return to the void, the night recedes, and the day comes again.


    Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and then a lotus popped up.


    The red lotus was not fast. It slowly floated towards the blood corpse ancestor, as if it wanted him to see it clearly.


    Followed by an ice flower behind the red lotus.


    The heat waves rolled and the cold was threatening.


    Two different scenes are strangely intertwined at the moment, and the sky is divided into two halves, half red, half white, half flame and half ice and snow.


    "The child just took a machete." in the vision of heaven and earth, the voice of the blood corpse ancestor came out: "it''s just that your knife is sharper."


    Red lotus and ice crystal dissipated, revealing the disappointed face of the blood corpse ancestor.


    "I''ve heard that Xianmen Baiqi''s martial arts are unique and very different from ordinary martial arts, but at this time, I''m a little disappointed." he shook his head and said: "The power you use may be higher than that of a martial artist, but if a child dances with a knife, although the knife is sharp, the child doesn''t understand anything. He only knows how to chop indiscriminately. Ordinary people may be bluffed, but they are vulnerable to a real martial artist."


    He patted the palm of his hand, as if he had patted away the dust, and there was an indelible disappointment between his eyebrows.


    Yang Xuan didn''t do it again. He fell into silence.


    Only he himself knew that the words of the blood corpse ancestor hit the nail on the head.


    In fact, all his methods of using Reiki were found out by himself, which may be very different from the real cultivation method.


    "I''ve told you so much just to see your martial arts, but I''m a little disappointed. These martial arts are naturally unfavourable at the virtual level, but in the face of truth, it''s like a joke. If you''re just at this level, compared with the first son, you''re nothing."


    The words were harsh to the ear, but Yang Xuan did not refute, but remained silent.


    The blood corpse ancestor sighed: "I heard you have a life and death robbery fingering, which is your famous skill. You might as well take it out... Yes, that''s it."


    As soon as his voice fell, Yang Xuan''s fingers were in front of him. Above his fingertips, the power of life and death formed a delicate balance.


    As soon as Yang Xuan instructed, the blood corpse ancestor didn''t even move, so he watched Yang Xuan''s finger fall on his chest.


    The next moment, his face began to change.


    When the power of life and death began to rage madly in his body, the blood corpse ancestor''s eyebrows finally frowned.


    "The way of time?" there was a shock on his face, but the shock lasted only a second and disappeared.


    "It turned out to be a fake, just a toxin." he shook his head, his face had returned to normal, and the two forces of life and death in his body disappeared directly: "this move is really clever, but it is still empty..."


    Halfway through, he suddenly stopped with a look of surprise on his face.


    "Is this...?" he lowered his head and looked at a pool of black liquid under his feet in surprise: "what a strong breath of death. Where did you get such a strong breath of death?"


    The blood corpse ancestor seemed a little surprised.


    Yang Xuan suddenly sighed and withdrew the water from the yellow spring.


    Because of the invincible yellow spring, this time also lost its effect.


    "There''s a real shadow, but it''s not your power. You just borrow it. No wonder, no wonder!" the blood corpse ancestor''s face was full of pity.


    After sighing for a while, he looked at Yang Xuan with some disappointment and said, "Your Highness, to tell you the truth, I''m a little disappointed. You don''t understand what is empty and what is true."


    "What is emptiness?" Yang Xuan suddenly asked.


    The blood corpse ancestor didn''t think so and replied, "emptiness is false, illusory and empty."


    With that, he gently waved his arm and cut a goshawk flying not far away in half.


    "Your Highness said that I killed the goshawk just now. Is it true or false?" asked the blood corpse ancestor.


    Yang Xuan looked at the blood and feathers still flying in the sky and thought, "it''s true!"


    The blood corpse smiled, shook his head and said, "Your Highness is wrong. I compress the air with strength and kill the goshawk with air. This is virtual, not true."


    Yang Xuan seemed to forget that the man standing in front of him was the one who wanted to kill him. He wondered, "why?"


    The blood corpse ancestor smiled and said, "Your Highness, please look again."


    Then he casually stretched out his hand and grabbed it.


    Click.


    Blood was flying all over the sky, and great pain hit Yang Xuan''s whole body.


    With the grasp of the blood corpse ancestor, five bloody openings have appeared in Yang Xuan.


    "How can I hurt your highness?" the blood corpse asked with a smile.


    "I don''t know!" Yang Xuan completely ignored the bleeding wound on his body and said.


    "True power!" the blood corpse ancestor said faintly, "I can hurt your highness because at that moment, my way is the way of heaven. The way of heaven wants five wounds on you, so you must have five wounds on you."


    Boom!


    My way is the way of heaven, and my heart is the heart of heaven!


    At this moment, Yang Xuan finally remembered this sentence.


    God wants you to hurt, how can you not hurt?


    God wants you to die, how can you not die?


    "So you''re not invincible?" Yang Xuan asked. At the same time, Mu Lingqi surged wildly and began to recover his injury.


    "How could it be?" the blood corpse ancestor smiled and stared at Yang Xuan''s wound: "when you have reached your own heart, that is, the heart of heaven, it will take me a lot of trouble to kill you. If you can surpass the way of heaven, I would have been far away."


    "Surpassing the way of heaven?" Yang Xuan grasped the key words in his words.


    "That''s a desirable realm." a trace of longing appeared in the blood corpse''s eyes.


    "Well, your highness, it''s time to go." a moment later, the longing in the blood corpse''s eyes disappeared and replaced by a touch of cold.