His spiritual consciousness penetrated the thief's ribs.
Listening to the message from the Inner Soul Taoist of Stealing Bones.
In Xia Ming's right eye, dark whirlpools connected crazily.
When the whirlpool was dense, Xia Ming frowned.
Master Lianhua sent a message like this. Should he reply or not?
If so, how should we respond?
Will that guy get suspicious?
While Xia Ming was struggling, Master Lianhua above Beiming also murmured in his heart.
Xiao Liansheng, Xiao Sanqi...are you still blaming me?
Ugh……
At that time, Immortal Thirty-seven was still walking in the world.
Disciple, disciple.
If you meet him, you will definitely not be able to compete.
If you are not careful, you may lose your life.
This is the fate of Thirty-Seven.
As a teacher, this is also for your own good.
Little Liansheng...
On that day, you enter my Soul Hiding Pavilion and view my world map.
What exactly did you see?
My good disciple, you must not let this Dao feel cold...
The pupils of reincarnation continued to shrink, and the eyes of Master Lianhua became a little darker.
With thoughts constantly floating in his mind, Master Lianhua summoned his disciple Liansheng Thirty-Seven again.
【Lotus gave birth to my disciple. 】
[The prison of Daguan is actually the number of days. 】
[The time has not come yet, and there is nothing I can do as a teacher. 】
[The great age is about to begin here. My disciples should return as soon as possible to seek destiny. 】
[My disciple shall return as soon as possible, and as my master I will teach you the Great World Soul Dao. 】
[The destiny of this world... the soul path is in full swing. 】
[I will protect you as a teacher. 】
When the message came, the whirlpool in Xia Ming's eyes suddenly accelerated.
It is no exaggeration to say that Xia Ming's physical body shivered.
it is good!
What a soul Taoist!
Protect the Way! Destiny! What is he going to do?
He wants to become an immortal! ?
In shock, Xia Ming stared at those dazzling words.
Great World Soul Dao! ?
Could this be the soul path cultivated by Master Lotus?
Lotus Master...Is this fishing?
This guy is plotting against me! ?
Or...that Liansheng Thirty-Seven came to me was not his master's order?
Which of the pair of masters and disciples is telling the truth?
damn it!
While thinking about this.
Xia Ming still replied to Taoist Soul.
If there is no reply to the two consecutive messages of death, Taoist Soul will definitely become suspicious.
Ever since, Xia Ming began to activate his spiritual thoughts.
[Disciple obeys the order and will return soon. 】
Above Beiming, Taoist Lotus looked at Xia Ming's reply and was speechless for a long time.
The concentric circles in his eyes continued to shrink, and Master Lianhua slowly revealed a strange expression.
With deep eyes and floating thoughts, the old Taoist immediately replied to Xia Ming.
【good. 】
Stare at this word "kind".
The whirlpool in Xia Ming's eyes also began to strangle crazily.
The breeze quietly blew the lake surface, raising ripples.
Suspicions are like ripples, when will they ever stop?
The ripples in my heart eventually turned into a raging wave.
Wave after wave, one wave higher than the other, hit Xia Ming's heart directly.
"Liansheng thirty-seven..."
Whispering this name, Xia Ming took out the suppressed Immortal Blood Anchor Sword again.
Nowadays, it is somewhat inappropriate to call this sword the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword.
After all, Zhao Yuanfeng and the Blood Sword are integrated together.
Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it Yuanfeng Sword.
In fact, Xia Ming did not expect that Zhao Yuanfeng and the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword grew up together.
The Immortal Blood Anchor Sword was re-nurtured by Xia Ming with his own blood.
There was something wrong with Xia Ming's blood.
So much so that there is something wrong with this Blood Anchor Sword.
This thing started eating randomly.
He ate Xia Ming's sword, he ate the magic weapon Duanque, and he even ate Zhao Yuanfeng's soul mark.
By chance, Zhao Yuanfeng's soul was reborn in the anchor sword.
Xia Ming still couldn't figure out the mystery of the stable blessing of the blood elixir.
Zhao Yuanfeng just wants to plot against him!
The soul mark that Zhao Yuanfeng gave that day was this guy's black hand.
If Xia Ming directly refined Zhao Xian's mark that day...
I'm afraid that at this moment, what Zhao Yuanfeng is fighting for is not just the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword!
He, Zhao Yuanfeng, covets Xia Ming's body!
The more I think about it, the more afraid I become, the more I think about it, the more afraid I become, and the more I think about it, the more angry I become!
Looking at the Yuanfeng Sword in his hand that was constantly trembling and resisting, Xia Ming's eyes became colder and colder.
The Pupil of the Great World in his right eye completely emerged, and Xia Ming tightly clenched the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword in his hand.
"Zhao Yuanfeng! If you remain stubborn! Don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"After all, it was you who plotted against me!"
"If you dare to resist again..."
"I will make your soul fly into oblivion!"
As he spoke, Xia Minghun took the anchor sword and wanted to destroy it.
After all, the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword was the result of Xia Ming's condensed cultivation.
Once the Blood Anchor Sword collapses, he, Zhao Yuanfeng, will also die with him.
Feeling the constant trembling of the Immortal Blood Anchor Sword, Zhao Yuanfeng within the sword body was no longer calm.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
"Why is his spirit becoming more and more terrifying!"
"Without the sun-devouring beastly nature! How could this Zhao grow up so fast!"
"It's okay to survive the catastrophe! This guy also used this to cultivate a great pupil!"
"Damn it! Is there any truth in this world?"
"Is it possible! Is it possible! Is he blessed by destiny?"
"Could it be...that this was also arranged by Master Zhao?"
"As expected of Master Zhao! It's simply terrifying!"
The thought floated, and Zhao Yuanfeng immediately surrendered.
【Young Master! Little Lord! Forgive Yuanfeng once! 】
【Yuanfeng! Yuanfeng was also fooled by lard! Little Lord! How dare I harm you! 】
【Little Lord! I once swore allegiance to you in front of Lord Zhao! Yuanfeng is loyal! Cangjun can learn from it! 】
【Qin Gu! It must be the destiny of the real demon Qin Gu that has defiled me! 】
【That hurt me! That guy trapped me! That guy ruined me! 】
【Young Master! Little Lord! Yuanfeng really knew his mistake! 】
The more he talks, the more excited he gets, and the more he talks, the more he talks.
Speaking of the rest, Zhao Yuanfeng no longer felt any psychological pressure.
joke!
Immortals can bend and stretch!
Besides, it’s not someone else!
That's the young master who gave me all the good things to eat!
That’s the young master I watched grow up!
Young Master Gu Zhao!
I am Zhao Yuanfeng’s family member!
……
Listen to Zhao Yuanfeng's pleading voice inside the sword.
Xia Ming's eyes became a little colder again.
Fairy?
Immortals don’t have any good things!
Dogs don’t even believe the immortal’s words!
Xia Ming couldn't believe even a single punctuation mark in Zhao Yuanfeng's words.
Counting from the beginning, Zhao Yuanfeng had already tricked him twice.
Dao's heart is firm, but Xia Ming's words are cold.
"Zhao Yuanfeng, you are the pharmacist of the Zhao family."
"Let me ask you...can you restore the broken memories?"
"The broken soul... can it be restored to its original state?"
Hearing Xia Ming's question, Yuanfeng's sword shook violently.
Nourishing and strengthening the soul! Reshape memories!
This……
Even in the Zhao family, this is not something that ordinary pharmacists can do.
But coincidentally, he, Zhao Yuanfeng, is really no ordinary pharmacist.
Otherwise, he would not have been selected by Lord Zhao to become Zhao Liuche's apothecary.
Zhao Yuanfeng really knows such a soul technique.
only……
Do you really need to hand over such a soul method?
That's Zhao Yuanfeng's specialty!
What if all the birds are gone and the good bow is hidden?
When Zhao Yuanfeng's thoughts were floating around, there was a crisp sound directly from the blood sword.
Boom——
A long, thin crack quietly appeared.
The blood sword was damaged, and Zhao Yuanfeng's soul twitched violently.
At this point, Zhao Yuanfeng completely woke up.
【damn it! 】
[Young Master really wants to kill me! 】
[He didn’t take into account his old personal relationship at all! 】
【Zhao family! damn it! One is more ruthless than the other! ] Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanfeng dared to hide it.
If he keeps hiding it, I'm afraid he will die here.
【Little Lord! Little Lord! 】
【I said! I said! I know that one method can mold the soul! 】
[As long as the soul is not too damaged, it can be restored. 】
[You feed your soul with your soul, you feed your soul with your soul, you get what you eat! 】
……
While listening to Zhao Yuanfeng's story, he deduced the feasibility of this method in his mind.
Within the general trend of the physical body, dozens of blood pills were constantly vibrating, bringing a steady stream of thoughts to Xia Ming.
Thoughts collided and merged with each other, and fireworks were set off in Xia Ming's mind.
When the light shines, Xia Ming's thoughts are extremely clear.
Zhao Yuanfeng's method of nourishing the soul sounds complicated.
In fact, it is very simple.
All you need to do is secretly cast a secret method on the fragile soul, plant it in your own soul body, and use your own origin to continuously nourish the origin of the alien soul.
After the alien soul becomes stronger, it can use its own origin to access the memory of the alien soul.
This process is like flowing water, silky and smooth.
When his thoughts were clear, Xia Ming slowly frowned.
For some reason, he always felt that this soul method had a familiar flavor.
It seems that...once upon a time...he used this method?
But how is this possible?
How could he have used this method?
For whom?
What to use that for?
Abandoning the distracting thoughts in his mind, Xia Ming continued to ask Zhao Yuanfeng.
"Zhao Yuanfeng, what are the disadvantages of this method?"
"Zhao Yuanfeng, you don't want me to become possessed by practicing cultivation, right?"
"When that happens, I have no idea what I will do..."
Zhao Yuanfeng, who was inside the Blood Sword, naturally heard the threat from Xia Ming.
Not daring to deceive, Zhao Yuanfeng immediately replied respectfully:
[Reply to the Young Master! 】
[This recipe...may confuse memory...]
[If the heart of the soul is unstable, it is very likely to lose oneself. 】
Hearing Zhao Yuanfeng's words, Xia Ming's eyes suddenly condensed.
Ok?
Could it be that……
Is this method derived from Zhao Liuche’s method of nourishing the soul?
Why do the two have so many similarities?
Zhao's soul method has many similarities.
……
With thoughts floating around, Xia Ming sacrificed the White Bone Crane Feather Soul Refining Flag.
The soul flag trembled, and Xia Ming took out the remaining soul of Liansheng Thirty-Seven inside.
After the last [Buddha World], the remnant soul of Liansheng became a little weaker.
Looking at the broken remnant soul, Xia Ming frowned.
"Am I the next Zhao Liuche?"
"No! No! I definitely won't!"
"I am a true immortal!"
"My Dao Heart! I only wish to be a true immortal!"
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs!"
"If you don't have Liansheng Thirty-Seven's memory, how can you get that great soul method!?"
The Taoist heart is firm, like a lonely man.
Xia Ming pinched the remaining soul and stuffed it into his own soul.
That's right.
What Xia Ming wants is the memory of Liansheng Thirty-Seven.
Master Lianhua can plot against Xia Ming, but Xia Ming can't plot against him?
It's not easy to plot against that old man. The only way to do this is to get Liansheng's memory.
With the help of Liansheng Thirty-Seven's memory, perhaps we can get the soul path inheritance of Lianhua Taoist!
The great soul method!
The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!
Xia Ming will never forget what Lotus Master said.
————[My understanding has surpassed that of immortals. 】
The old Taoist Lotus Master is absolutely superior to the Soul Taoist and has blazed his own path.
He sealed the Yuanfeng Sword again and ignored Zhao Yuanfeng's pleas. Xia Ming threw it into the lower dantian.
The dantian is also the orifice point, and the orifice point is also the dantian.
Go back and forth from wherever you are!
traitor!
While warming and nourishing Liansheng's remaining soul, Xia Ming thought of Senior Brother Shoucheng's axe.
After all, it was impossible for Xia Ming to give up on the secret method of attacking with such spiritual energy.
Soul, body, aura!
The trinity is the true immortal!
Anyway, the white miasma that sealed the mountain will not dissipate for a while.
There is no need to be impatient in warming and nourishing the lotus soul.
Xia Ming didn't want to waste such an opportunity.
Then, Xia Ming began to understand the Qinglong Avenue.
The great road is invisible, and so is the green dragon.
If you want to understand the Qinglong Way, you have to start from Qinglong Mountain.
Relying on Wei Wei's teaching method, Xia Ming quickly entered the state.
The general ups and downs of Qinglong Mountain are completely displayed in front of Xia Ming's eyes.
Xia Ming took a closer look and saw that the general situation here was really amazing.
Occupying the vast expanse of the east, sitting on the majestic mountains and seas.
Qinglong's general trend is really like a real dragon, it can be powerful and invisible, it can rise and disappear.
If it is large, it will stir up clouds and spit out mist; if it is small, it will hide its form.
When it rises, it soars in the universe; when it disappears, it lurks within the waves.
Such a majestic Qinglong Mountain can be called an independent overseas fairy mountain!
With such a general trend, how can the things inside be simple?
With his mind settled, Xia Ming directly realized the general trend.
Time passes slowly...
The little donkey woke up.
Looking at Xia Ming meditating in the small shack.
The little donkey blinked its big, watery eyes innocently.
【Poor donkey...】
[Even good buddies bully you...]
[Why does it hurt so much when he hits me? Little Fatty Qinglong kicked me, but I didn’t even feel it! 】
[The pair of silly birds pecked me, but I didn’t feel any pain! 】
[There’s something wrong with my good friend! There's something weird in his belly! 】
【no! I have to go find Little Fatty Qinglong to discuss it! 】
[She wants her doll, I want my good buddy! 】
[Don’t these two things conflict? 】
【Quack quack! 】
A little donkey turns over.
The little donkey rushed directly to the Qinglong Hall on the mountain.
This guy passed by Shoucheng's cabin and knocked over Shoucheng's pyre.
The badness of the donkey can be seen from this.
As the donkey went up the mountain, Xia Ming continued to comprehend the great road.
One day, two days...three days.
Xia Ming has been enlightened for three days, and the little donkey has also been away for three days.
Within three days, Xia Ming didn't realize anything, and the little donkey didn't come down either.
Inside the shack, Xia Ming slowly opened his eyes.
The whirlpool in his eyes gradually calmed down, Xia Ming stood up and walked towards the mountain forest.
In the forest in the mountains, Senior Brother Shoucheng was chopping firewood.
Xia Ming sat aside and did not disturb him.
After chopping for several hours, Senior Brother Shoucheng slowly put down the ax in his hand.
At the same time, Xia Ming also handed over a bowl of cool tea.
Taking the tea from Xia Ming, Senior Brother Shoucheng drank it all in one gulp.
"Junior brother is here..."
"You're not here to watch me chop wood, are you?"
Looking at Shoucheng with a smile on his face, Xia Ming bowed respectfully.
"Don't hide it from senior brother."
"I want to learn Qinglong Taoism, but for some reason, I can't pry into it."
"Qinglong Dao... seems to be repelling me..."
"I dare to ask senior brother, is there any written record of Qinglong Dao?"
Shoucheng patted Xia Ming's shoulder lightly, and then continued.
"Junior brother..."
"There is no written record of Qinglong Dao."
"The Qinglong Dao is right there. You can't see it with your eyes, you have to see it with your heart."
"Junior brother...do you still remember what I told you?"
"The green dragon is not a dragon, and the great road is invisible. No matter what mountain you enter, you can chop no wood."
"Since you have entered Qinglong Mountain, you should be a member of Qinglong Mountain. Since you are a member of Qinglong Mountain, why not worship the mountain master?"
"Junior brother, it's not that Qinglong Dao is rejecting you, it's that you are rejecting Qinglong Dao."
"The old mountain master said that I was suitable for chopping wood, so I became the woodcutter of Qinglong Mountain."
"The current mountain master says that you are my junior brother...why do you reject him?"
"Junior brother..."
"Take some time to comfort the Mountain Master, she has been very unhappy recently."
"As a junior, this is what you should do." (End of Chapter)
