"Sacrificing the body to the Dharma, burning the spirit as an offering!"

The light in Su Chen's eyes became more and more astonishing, thinking about the secret technique engraved on the cliff, it was too crazy, too weird, too unbelievable.

The person who created this secret technique must be an extremely crazy and paranoid person.

But it is undeniable that this person must also be extremely intelligent. Extremely gifted.

Just like the name of this exercise "Crazy Demon Burning Soul Dafa", only extremely crazy people would come up with this kind of move to burn their own spiritual power. Obtain the improvement of the realm.

In short, this is a practice that hurts the self and the enemy by 10,000, and it is of no benefit to the enemy or ourselves.

However, once you are in a desperate situation, this is definitely a counterattack to kill and survive!

Su Chen had also heard about the time when some cultivators were threatened with life and death. It will expose itself to heavy damage to the enemy.

However, self-exposure means perishing with the enemy, but the Crazy Demon Burning Spirit Dafa can burn half of the spiritual power within the range of one's control and improve one's cultivation.

The difference between this is life and death!

Su Chen felt that the person who created this exercise must be unusual, and it is absolutely impossible to be unknown.

But he had never heard the real elixir and Liu Qingzhu mention when Ziyunzong produced such a wonderful and gorgeous character.

And just now the guard said it was left by an old lunatic, maybe that person has already passed away.

If this person is alive, Su Chen must express his admiration face to face!

When Su Chen discovered this secret method, he felt no fear or fear in his heart, but instead felt bursts of excitement.

Burning one's spiritual power sounds so crazy and so chilling.

Once it is out of control, the golden core will be shattered and the soul will be scattered.

But this secret method clearly pointed out how to control the burning of spiritual power, how to control the rotation of the golden core, and how to control the release of soul power.

have to say. This exercise is definitely a surprise treasure for Su Chen in front of him!

In the darkness before the light, everything in front of his eyes became blurred. This exercise was clearly engraved on the Siguo Cliff, but it seemed to have been deeply engraved into Su Chen's mind.

All his mind was immersed in this exercise, and every single word was circling in his mind.

The injury on his chest had already been thrown out of the blue by him, and in the dantian, the spiritual power was surging, and it was slowly circulating in accordance with the Mad Demon Burning Spirit Dafa.

"puff!"

Su Chen's body began to twitch violently, and the spiritual power in his dantian spread all over his body. All the meridians were enveloped by scorching spiritual power.

He clearly felt that the golden core was becoming more and more condensed, and his realm had already touched the peak of the golden core in the middle stage.

At this moment, Su Chen's soul power suddenly enveloped his whole body, and the burning spiritual power instantly calmed down, and he also suffered the backlash of the secret method.

This technique is really domineering. Even if one actively burns one's spiritual energy to increase one's realm, once it is interrupted, it will inevitably suffer backlash.

At this moment, Su Chen's face was pale and his dantian was weak. The golden core has lost its luster.

But there was a happy smile on Su Chen's face, he succeeded!

This technique is extremely overbearing, but it is easier to practice than imagined, but it is normal when you think about it, after all, no one will be crazy enough to burn their own spiritual power.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared in the sky. Siguoya finally had light again, and Su Chen's face was still extremely pale. At this moment, he sat up cross-legged, with his back against Siguoya, facing the path he came from.

The chest is still bloody and bloody, but the wound has healed, but the outside looks more dangerous.

"You're in good spirits," the guard came out from the side and glanced casually at Su Chen. It seems to be more curious, "You stayed up all night last night, staring at the above crazy words. Did you find anything?"

Su Chen raised his head slowly, grinned, and said weakly: "It's just a wound pain. I can't sleep."

"Too."

The caretaker didn't seem to think much of it either.

Su Chen closed his eyes and took a slow breath. There was another burst of tearing pain at the wound, but it was much better than yesterday.

He didn't know if the master elixir would come back today, but he was sure that as long as Wang Meng's wife knew that he had been arrested and came to Siguoya, she would definitely come to rescue him.

At this time, he looked calm, but in fact he had been quietly cultivating, and the one he cultivated was naturally the Eight Profound Seal.

The sun was hanging in the east, and the morning light shrouded Siguo Cliff. Su Chen's body was bathed in the morning light, and his body, which was a little stiff from the cold, finally began to wake up slowly.

The guard seemed to see that Su Chen's face was not good. After leaving for a while and returning, he squatted in front of him with two steamed buns in his hand.

"Let's eat."

He handed a steamed bun to Su Chen. Take another steamed bun and take a bite.

Su Chen opened his eyes and looked at him, thanked him in a low voice, took the steamed buns and began to eat slowly.

The guard simply sat next to Su Chen and looked at the path with him, without speaking for a long time.

A steamed bun was not much at all, and soon two people finished eating it. But none of them moved or spoke.

Su Chen didn't know what this person was thinking, and wanted to say a few words, but when he thought about this person's identity, he felt that he had nothing to say.

The guard seemed not interested in chatting, and just sat quietly. After a while, Su Chen actually heard a slight snoring from this man.

"Also a strange person."

Su Chen clicked his tongue, shook his head, closed his eyes again, and silently recited the Eight Profound Seal exercises in his heart, his dantian was slowly revolving, and the exhausted spiritual power in his body slowly filled.

Elixir Peak.

Liu Qingzhu didn't sleep all night, his face didn't change much, but the worry in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Daoist Spirit Medicine has not come back until now, he has not received any news, he couldn't bear it anymore, and simply ran to Spirit Medicine Peak to wait.

The sun was high, and the elixir peak was always quiet, but at this moment Liu Qingzhu felt that there was no sound around him, and instead felt a little restless.

Until the sound of greeting came from outside, she suddenly sat up from the chair, and rushed out of the hall in a flash.

"Master!"

Seeing the slim white figure outside, Liu Qingzhu felt a little aggrieved inexplicably, and even his voice trembled unconsciously.

Immortal Elixir glanced at her, moved his veil slightly, and said directly: "Tell me, what's going on?"

"...The disciple went to the Punishment Peak to inquire about the situation, but no one in charge came forward." Liu Qingzhu briefly explained what he had learned, "I heard that Yin Zhan went to the Martial Arts Pavilion to take away the junior in person."

"Yin Zhan? Just rely on him, the one who dares to touch my elixir peak?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Daoist Spirit Medicine. Yin Zhan was just a deacon of Xingpu Peak, and he didn't have that ability.

"Master means..."

It's not that Liu Qingzhu didn't think about that possibility, but the matter was so important that he didn't dare to speculate.