Yan Taiqing was ecstatic, his heart twitched and beating, and his bright smile made his handsome facial features become ferocious and distorted. He said to himself: "God helps me, haha, I, Yan Taiqing, I have today!"

Yan Taiqingping calmly squatted down on the spot. Because he had only one arm, it was inconvenient to read. He placed the heavy metal booklet on the ground and carefully opened the title page with his left arm.

Rows of vigorous oracle bone inscriptions came into view, and a vast feminine force of force hit his face, blowing his black hair up.

Yan Taiqing concentrated on reading the oracle bone inscriptions carefully, and stammered and read: "I only use billions of immortals and Buddhas, swallowing their souls and seizing their fortunes, and I am the only one in the heavens and all realms... The God Refining Arts of the Heavens, and the Supreme Hunyuan Dharma!"

Yan Taiqing's eyes were frightened. After reading it, his lips trembled slightly. Just looking at the first paragraph, he knew that the immortal scriptures in his hand were so vicious and evil.

To put it bluntly, the theme of this immortal scripture is to constantly devour other people's Nascent Souls and to seize fortunes to improve one's own realm and strength.

And once you practice, you will never be able to get rid of it for the rest of your life and can only continue to devour others' fruits.

In the world of practice, there are such evil methods, but they all have extremely terrible side effects. People who practice evil methods are unlikely to become a big climate. They may even be killed by thunder because of their excessive anger.

This magical technique of refining the gods of heaven is skillful and has no side effects, nor will it cause a killing disaster. Once you enter the Tao, you will only be unable to be tolerated by the so-called right path.

The person who founded this God Refining Art in the Heavens was a Daluo Golden Immortal named Forbidden Dust. He said that practicing this path can lead to the extreme saints. In other words, this immortal scripture is not only an immortal scripture, but also a saint immortal scripture that can practice saints.

Yan Taiqing looked at the God Refining Art of the Heavens, and felt extremely nervous. His eyes were filled with a struggling light.

After all, he was a person who had received more than 20 years of orthodox practice education in the Kunlun School. Although he was now seriously distorted, his conscience was still unshakable. He felt that this immortal scripture was too sinful and some dared not practice.

However, this immortal scripture is really tempting.

If you enter the Tao and practice, your cultivation speed will be ten times faster than that of ordinary practitioners. There are no side effects or special appearances. Even if you practice this sutra, no one knows.

"Since Daluo Jinxian has practiced this sutra, why can't I?

The Tao is different and the goals are the same. For the sake of the goal, why care about the process? Why stick to good and evil?

Different paths lead to the same destination. The Tao is not divided into good or evil! Those who achieve great things do not care about the details!" Yan Taiqing talked to himself in a contradictory manner. It was like explaining the facts, but more like convincing himself.

Yan Taiqing talked to herself in a nagging manner, as if she was mentally ill. A beautiful picture suddenly appeared in her mind. A woman with a beautiful temperament floated over the clouds. She stood quietly on the lotus platform, and she was unparalleled in the world.

"Only by having absolute strength can we break the shackles of the world. When the whole world is crawling at my feet and trembling, no one dares to stop me from loving her!" Yan Taiqing said in a loss of his mind.

Only when there is no one, he dares to say the word love. Every time he speaks this word, his heart will twitch and tremble.

The picture in Yan Taiqing's mind changed. A young man holding a giant sword stood on the sword, looking at him proudly, his face full of contempt.

"At my current speed of entry, I'm afraid I will never catch up with him. I want to kill him and take revenge. He cut off one of my arms and took away my beloved woman..." Yan Taiqing said with a fierce buckle and gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, how could I give up such an opportunity?" Yan Taiqing's hideous face gradually stretched out, revealing a relieved sneer.

The metal booklets opened on the ground seemed to feel something, and countless oracle bone scripts seemed to come alive, turning into golden symbols, rushing towards Yan Taiqing's eyebrows quickly.

Yan Taiqing opened his body and mind, closed his eyes, and let countless golden symbols penetrate into his eyebrows.

The golden symbol rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the essence of the God Refining Art of the Heavens was extremely clear. Yan Taiqing quickly integrated it and mastered the method of using it.

Yan Taiqing slowly opened his eyes, a bright and bizarre smile appeared on his face, and he was once again full of confidence. The loser's cowardly aura was swept away, and he immediately wondered and said to himself: "Why is there only the first part of the God Refining Art in the sea of ​​consciousness?"

Yan Taiqing was very worried that this volume of the God Refining Arts of the Heavens was only part of it, so he quickly turned on the second page.

The second page is the same as the first page, full of vigorous oracle bone scripts, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the oracle bone scripts on it.

Yan Taiqing read through the metal booklet and nodded, "Haha, it's a complete immortal scripture, but my realm is too low now and I can't read the later part!"

"Taiqing, what are you doing here? Did you find out?"

At this time, a gentle and weak voice suddenly came from behind Yan Taiqing. The person who came was nothing but Yan Taiqing's third uncle Yan Zhonglin.

At this time, Yan Zhonglin was covered in blood, his face was covered with scars, his steps were floating, and his breath was extremely unstable. He was obviously seriously injured just now.

Yan Taiqing concentrated on studying the magic refining techniques of the heavens, and how could he notice behind him? Moreover, Yan Zhonglin's cultivation is far above Yan Taiqing's, and his spiritual consciousness cannot detect it.

Yan Taiqing was shocked and looked back at Yan Zhonglin. He saw Yan Zhonglin standing more than ten meters behind him like a blood column, looking at him suspiciously.

"Uncle San, why are you injured?" Yan Taiqing asked quickly, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Lin waved his hand and said weakly: "I just broke into a ban and was attacked by the ban, but it was not serious, it was just some external injuries! I am worried that you may encounter a ban, so I come and take a look!"

While speaking, Yan Zhonglin had already come to Yan Taiqing's side, and looked at the hard object hidden in Yan Taiqing's sleeve with sharp eyes, and asked, "What is inside the sleeve? Take it out and I'll take it out and take a look!"

If it were normal, Yan Zhonglin would not be so strict with Yan Taiqing. Recently, he noticed that Yan Taiqing's temperament and mood had changed. He was a little worried that Yan Taiqing would be clear, so he looked at Yan Taiqing very tightly.

"This..." Yan Taiqing's expression changed. He hoped that Yan Zhonglin did not find the metal booklet in his sleeve, but Yan Zhonglin still found it.

He knew his third uncle's personality very well and was extremely stubborn. He liked to ask questions in the bottom line. He would never give up if he didn't understand. His strength was far inferior to Yan Zhonglin, so it was impossible not to take out the booklet.

In the words, Lin was jealous of evil. If he found out about the book, he would be furious and confiscate the book or even find a way to destroy it. What should he do?

Yan Taiqing suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the thought hidden deep in his heart became extremely firm.

Yan Taiqing reached out and handed the booklet to Yan Zhonglin, trying his best to restrain his nervousness and maintain a natural and open expression.

Yan Zhonglin took the metal booklet and his eyes frightened. Just looking at the five words on the cover, you can tell that this metal booklet is definitely not a good product. After turning on the first page, he looked at the first line, and his expression changed drastically, and his face was full of anger.

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~(To be continued...)

Chapter 1,264: Struggle (3:
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