The Dangerous Cultivator

To deal with the ghost master, he asked his own ideas and methods.

In particular, the ghost master plans to break the Huangling Mausoleum, which is the best handle for the spirit.

Xu Yi believed that the ghost master captured Yan Zi mostly to deal with this handle. In other words, Yan Zi was at least temporarily safe.

At this point, he was at ease.

Today, he is really exhausted. It seems that since he returned from the Nether Temple, he has encountered various irregularities continuously.

Because of Xia Zimo's confusion, he really messed up his mind, so that he has always been very intelligent, but he has not found that his various irregularities have been faintly connected in series, forming an overwhelming giant. Net, entangled tightly towards him.

Leaving the duck, Xu Yi went straight to Dongfu, ran to the bottom floor of the refining room, sat cross-legged, and meditated on the water-stopping tactics, once, twice ...

Ruchao's mood gradually calmed down, and soon, he sorted out the priorities.

The first thing to do is to rescue Xia Zimo, mix it in the temple tomorrow, and watch the scene. If there is relief, the three princes will be used as a helper and the person will be explained. If the situation is critical, he will have to start first. Already.

The second was to save Yan Zi. He thought twice and determined that the ghost master was holding Yan Zi, and was preparing a balance with himself to prepare a safety plug for his imperial mausoleum. To understand this, Yan Zi's safety is not too much for the time being.

Third, the anomaly at Anqing Hou. At this point, Xu Yi figured it out for a long time, and then he had cleared the knot. But because he planned to finish the first two incidents, he went to Shenjing far away, and no longer reunited with the people here, Anqinghou was good or bad, and he had no idea how to calculate himself.

With a clear idea, he concentrated his mind on how to solve the crisis of tomorrow.

After thinking for a while, there was a vague direction, nothing more than two points.

One is to strengthen itself; the other is to plan for the whole situation.

When it comes to strengthening himself, he has now become a scourge of fire and has four spare monsters to spare. If he does his best, he will not be able to win him.

However, the situation facing this time is extremely dangerous, and it is not even under the vulgar temple alone.

At that time, he still had boundary cards as bait, and also had the ancestors' respective intestines, and there was room for them to move around.

Once this is done, once it is done, it will become a state of universal enemies. He will not tolerate the slightest intention, and the stronger the strength, the better.

And strength is nothing more than its own and external forces, own strength, where overnight can break through.

External forces may rely on it.

At the moment, he turned out that "Soul Secret" and studied it carefully.

As mentioned by the old man, they are all insignificant words, few hundreds of words, all-encompassing, and among the wine, there is a sea of ​​stars.

With more than three hundred words, Xu Yi contemplates, deliberates, and spends nearly three hours, recording a manuscript with a length of more than ten thousand characters.

I took the self-recorded manuscript, read it all over, and revised it slightly or two, then realized it seriously.

It was more than half an hour later, and Xu Yi, who was still sitting still, stood up arrogantly, shouting in the sky, praying in the direction of the Royal Library, praying secretly, "Master, rest assured, Da Yue Royal That beautiful jade is ruined. "

This "Soul Secret" is a truly unprecedented work. The whole macro theory is shocking and has never been seen before.

What makes Xu Yi's case the most terrible is that the old man's "Soul Divide" actually broke through the heavens between reality and reality, like theism.

Witnessing this worldly masterpiece with his own eyes, Xu Yi is boiling in all six veins, bathing and changing clothes, burning incense and tranquility, all perceptions converge towards Lingtai.

But in the vast void, a stout circular arc covered the ghost villain's head, with a clear and timid ghost villain, with Xu Yi's drive, he slowly opened his eyes, uttered words in his mouth, and was fat. The pink and pink hands, which are divided into sections, refer to the heavens and the earth. Suddenly, the little man shows the color of pain, and a black gas is separated from itself and dissipates instantly.

At the same time, Xu Yi was sweating all over the body, pain was everywhere, and under the rush of blood and blood, the thick tendons were raised one after another. The ordinary people ’s tendons were subtle and imperceptible. , Visible on the skin.

An ordinary monk at the peak of condensate, condensed tendons, thickened like a string.

And Xu Yi's tendons, as many as possible, are rooted, supporting the skin, and the whole garment is instantly broken into pieces. The thick tendons are like vines and entangled trees. On the body.

With a ray of black gas separating from the villain's body and dissipating in Wuling Lingtai, Xu Yi felt only a pain in his abdomen, and then warmed.

All his mind was converging towards the warmth, carefully controlling the warming direction, slowly converging in the Sanjiao point, straight into the Shao Shang point, and suddenly, a ray of coolness came out from his thumb, and Xu Yi's eye socket became hot immediately A ray of black gas stuck to his thumb, changing shapes as he pleased.

Then he slowly carried the black gas, entered from the Shao Shang acupoint, and walked in the eight veins of Qiqi. Everywhere he went, the temperature was warm, the water was warm, the sun was warm, and the whole body was comfortable.

If the soul ancestors were here, they knew the situation under Xu Yi's eyes, and they had to shake the soul.

Ghosts are virtual, blood is real, how are they compatible?

What's more, the soul is the soul, the blood is the soul, and the soul is not one. How can they blend together?

As everyone knows, Xu Yi broke his grievances. The original physical attributes were destroyed. Only pure power was left. He was motivated by his ghosts and completed the **** of souls. It was completely integrated, and it was hard to find a soul in his world. Like one person.

The greatness of this wonderful method of the old man is breaking the boundary between the ghost and the blood.

He even repeatedly told Xu Yi that if he tried to practice, he would have to bear the pain of inhuman.

But he never expected that Xu Yi's predecessor who had to break through the law of resentment was Xu Yi himself, and even more wonderfully, Xu Yi successfully broke the resentment, and his soul was blended into one. .

In this way, Xu Yi practises this soul-splitting strategy, and he does more with less. Only at the place where the soul is divided, he has a severe pain. When the ghost joins the bloodstream, there is only harmony and warmth, and there is no pain at all.

Xu Yi was like a child with a very interesting toy, controlling a ray of ghosts in the veins, walking leisurely, feeling the wonderful harmony and warmth.

Suddenly, the heat flow moved to the eyes, the scenery in front of it suddenly changed, and the vision suddenly sharpened. From his position here, there were more than 800 feet to the foot of the mountain. People are at the foot of the mountain, smaller than ants. Eyesight, it is absolutely ugly to clear the pedestrians at the foot of the mountain.

But when the heat flow injected into his eyes, he actually saw the pedestrian's eyebrows, and even the pair of big red embroidered shoes on the woman's golden lotus also saw the score.

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