Chapter 2018: sinner

"The unlocking of the first layer of seal can at least support you to cultivate to the third layer of the Saint Realm! As you continue to break through, some of the witch clan secret arts in your blood will gradually recover!"
Fang Yue has already estimated the point where Biyue will encounter a bottleneck next time.
Biyue nodded slightly, her face still filled with excitement.
On the mature face, a childlike smile appeared repeatedly.
Fang Yue understood that the Biyue he saw at this time was the real Biyue.
"You just said that you will be the second witch in your tribe to break through to the saint level in thousands of years. Could it be said that there have been other witches who have unlocked the seal in her body in thousands of years?"
Fang Yue was a little surprised. The seal on the witch clan was really strong. If it weren’t for him to take advantage of the characteristics of all creatures in this abyss to be able to enjoy the sacrificial rites, to instill massive energy into Biyue’s body, help her break through the realm and have real dragon blood. If she breaks the rune seal for her, I am afraid that Bi Yue has not been able to break through the seal and gain a new life.
Everything he did was difficult to replicate, even if a real fairy descended.
"Of course! The other person who unlocked the first layer of seal was the patriarch of our tribe, Qiuyan. She had reached the level of sainthood five thousand years ago! It is said that she has already relied on her own one. The Power of Strike has broken the bloodline seal of the second and third layers one after another, and is now a powerhouse in the Great Sacred Realm! She has personally killed Xuxian to defend the majesty of my witch tribe!"
Speaking of the Qiuyan Patriarch, Biyue's eyes were full of starting points of worship!
Fang Yue was surprised: "If someone in your clan broke through the three-layer seal, why didn't she pass on the correct and complete scriptures?"
Having said that, the light in Biyue's eyes was slightly dim.
"It's not that she refuses, but that the inheritance of this complete witch clan is impossible for ordinary people to practice! The various secret techniques and cultivation practices of the witch clan need to be backed by the corresponding bloodline before they can be displayed. The seal in the blood of the disciples has not been unraveled for a day, and they will not be allowed to practice this complete sutra for a day!"
Biyue's expression was painful, and she finally understood that the entire witch tribe was practicing incomplete or even wrong exercises day and night, because relatively speaking, that kind of exercise was the most suitable for them!
"The person who sealed the blood of my witch clan in the past might have guessed everything. He wants to boil frogs in warm water to make our clan perish and degenerate forever!"
"Seal, not kill! This half-step Tianzun has expended so much effort to control your race. It is impossible to say that there is no plot in his heart! And the true value of the witch race without strength is also Ready to come out!"
Fang Yue's thoughts suddenly became clear, and the dim truth in the darkness and the unknown was now uncovered.
"Biyue leads the way, I want to see Qiuyan, who is the so-called patriarch of Tianjiao!"
Fang Yue's breathing suddenly became hurried, his eyes glowed, eager to verify his guess. If all his guesses are true, then he will grasp a clue that can follow the vine.
Biyue showed a hesitant expression, the position of this witch tribe is very important to their clan! If this position is exposed, it is very likely that you will encounter gangsters and be wiped out in one swoop, turning all the witches in the entire witch tribe into a slave trade, leading to the complete extinction of their tribe!
Seeing the hesitant expression on Biyue's face, Fang Yue couldn't help showing a playful smile.
"If you are worried that I will be unfavorable to your witch tribe, then let's change to another method. You return to your tribe and summon your patriarch Qiu Yan. I have something to ask her!"
Fang Yue changed his mind, and this method is easier to be accepted by Bi Yue.
In Biyue's mind, Qiuyan is an invincible existence below the virtual fairyland, and even the strong people of the virtual fairyland have been cut by her.
"Okay!" Among the two choices, Biyue quickly made her own choice. She chose the latter to give the people a way out.
However, Biyue did not leave, instead she patted the token on her waist with her bare hand.
The token was glowing, and suddenly rose into the sky.
The entire sky is responding violently, and the endless clouds slowly turn into a huge vortex.
This vortex has become a huge channel.
A figure fell from the cloud shadow.
"Qiu Yan has seen fellow Taoists!"
A charming and soft voice fell from the sky, and the voice came into the ear, giving people a tingling feeling.
The figure fell.
But it was a beautiful woman in white, with her eyebrows like Shandai and her eyes like a morning star.
This Qiuyan is also a beautiful person, but her beauty is not the coquettish beauty like Biyue, but a kind of gentle oriental beauty.
"Fang Yue met Patriarch Qiuyan!"
Fang Yue clasped his fists and bowed deeply to the Qiuyan patriarch!
Qiuyan smiled slightly, as if the breeze was blowing her face, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling.
The faint body scent permeated out, like a jasmine scent, fresh and long-lasting, so that Fang Yue's heavy thoughts were stretched a lot without realizing it!
Qiu Yanlian stepped forward and her beautiful eyes fell on Biyue's body.
"Unexpectedly, when Biyue came out this time, he would be able to turn the danger into peace, turn the danger into barrenness, and also get the opportunity to break the first seal in the body in one step! It's really rare!"
Qiuyan's voice is delicate, giving people a very warm feeling.
This voice seemed like spring breeze and rain, unconsciously it would give birth to many good feelings.
"Patriarch don't make fun of Biyue! Compared with the patriarch's good fortune, Biyue's chance is nothing at all!"
Biyue is not humble, what she tells is her true feelings in her heart. In the tribe, the patriarch Qiuyan seems to be an unsurpassable mountain.
She completely broke the high mountains that lay in front of their clan, broke three layers of seals, obtained the inheritance from the ancestors, and possessed the combat power comparable to the virtual fairyland level!
"No, chance is chance, there's nothing to be embarrassed to say! And this time you met your own nobleman and helped you soar into the sky. This is also your luck! I don't know how many sisters in the clan are desperate!"
Qiuyan looked at Biyue, and she felt the difference between Biyue and herself after the breakthrough.
"Patriarch Qiuyan, excuse me! I invite you this time to understand the history of why the witch family rebelled from the underworld and came to the abyss!"
Fang Yue didn't talk about some recent events, but instead returned to the old events that were unknown many times ago.
"Oh? Fellow Fang Yue, it turns out that you were interested in that dusty history! Unfortunately, you were not born in that era, and you don’t know much about the things of the year. However, I have watched some of the clan today. The ancient books, there are only a few words on them, it may cause Fang Yue to develop some interest!"
Qiu Yan smiled, not completely rejecting Fang Yue's request.
"What's a few words?"
Fang Yue was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that Qiu Yan would make things very mysterious.
"All the torrents are hidden under the calm lake. If anyone is involved in civilized disputes, they will be reduced to the end of the world. Even if they have stood at the top, they are just watching the corners of the people. The poor races are just puppets in the hands of the bearer."
"Betrayal? Loyalty? Everything is an illusion. When the truth emerges, perhaps the earth is barren and no one can listen to me."
"The underworld is darker than the abyss, and every turmoil is when the claws of those people return."
"Fang! Li! Zhao!"
After Qiu Yan said these four words, she stopped abruptly and remained silent.
Fang Yue couldn't help being astonished, not understanding Qiu Yan's meaning.
"This is the last admonition passed on by our ancestors! The first three sentences are easy to understand, but the last three words are confusing!"
Qiu Yan was silent afterwards.
Finally fell into contemplation.
"Fang! Li! Zhao!"
When Fang Yue heard these three words, he snorted in his heart. Inexplicably, he felt that these words seemed to have a great connection with him.
"Do you have anything else you want to ask?"
Qiu Yan looked at Fang Yue, the smile on her face gradually reduced.
She didn't have much patience, she only answered Fang Yue's first question because Fang Yue helped Bi Yue break through the first seal. And if Fang Yue wants to entangle too much, she will resolutely refuse!
"I also want to know why your clan stood in the perspective of witches in the end! There are thousands of civilizations in the underworld, and the witches are not the most powerful!"
Fang Yue's words fell.
Qiu Yan's face changed suddenly.
"Fang Yue, who are you? Why do you know the Xin Mi of our witch clan!"
"I'm just an unknown person in the underworld. Because I have embarked on the path of cultivating all kinds of laws, I may be mediocre in my life, unable to step into the level of the saint! It's just a coincidence that there is one way of witches in the many methods I practice. And in Biyue and you, I felt the same kind of breath!"
Fang Yue's words eased Qiu Yan's expression a bit.
"Yes, when I first came into contact with you, I did feel an inexplicable sense of intimacy! I thought it was an illusion, but now I can confirm it after careful sensing. This should be the witch's breath in you resonating with me! Come, your connection with my clan is even greater!"
Qiu Yan became serious, she was examining Fang Yue repeatedly.
"Don't read it. Although I have practiced witchcraft, I learned it from another universe. I don't belong to the underworld. Some don't know many Xinmi!"
Fang Yue frankly, his relationship with the Witch Clan is not very big.
Qiu Yan was stunned, a little dazed.
"In the underworld, is the inheritance of the witchcraft really declining? With the failure of those civilized disputes of our clan, the entire underworld witchcraft civilization has been completely reduced to the dust of history! If that is the case, we will be history The sinner is the sinner of the underworld!"
Qiuyan's eye sockets were a little moist and misty.