Chihu, Xiaopanshui Pavilion, Room B, No. 12.
A gauze-like water curtain enveloped most of the room. Gu Qing stood next to a pile of spiritual stones, holding a sword in his right hand and staring closely at a gray jade slip. He held a golden sword and talisman in his left palm. Just as he was about to continue his action, his figure Just a freeze.
A slightly huge spiritual consciousness swept across, entrenched in the room, and stagnated Gu Qing's figure.
Click...
Immediately afterwards, a crack as tiny as a spider's thread appeared on the gray jade slip. Once the crack appeared, it spread rapidly and covered the gray jade slip in the blink of an eye.
Then a black mist like ink spread out from the gray jade slip, exuding an extremely sinister aura. The moment he saw this black mist, countless bloody and cruel scenes appeared in Gu Qing's mind, and thousands of evil thoughts were evoked. rise.
His face trembled, and several silver needles of different lengths fell to the ground. He also returned to his original appearance, but his expression was distorted, and only his eyes remained clear.
"In this jade slip..."
"It's actually the split soul of the foundation-building monk?"
Gu Qing's heart sank and he secretly thought about countermeasures.
[Well, a body with acceptable qualifications! He looks pretty good, but his cultivation level is a bit low. 】
The gray jade slip was completely shattered, and the black mist spread out and condensed into an extremely bloated and tall human figure. It stood in front of Gu Qing in the air, as if looking down at Gu Qing. That arrogant voice resounded through Gu Qing's ears again. mind.
As the voice resounded through Gu Qing's mind, the bloated human figure that had just been formed stretched out a big hand filled with black energy and grabbed the pile of spiritual stones on the side.
There was a sound of broken spiritual stones, and soon all the spiritual stones in the room were turned into gray-white debris. A ball of mixed spiritual energy hung on the big hand shrouded in black air, and was covered by that big hand. A big hand pressed towards Gu Qing.
A burning tearing feeling appeared between Gu Qing's eyebrows.
A large amount of spiritual energy penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, mixed with a trace of black energy. Soon, Gu Qing's Qiqiao began to ooze blood, and his skin turned red, as if he was under great pressure. In just a few breaths, his whole body... The red pores burst out with a ball of blood!
[I am the Blood Spirit Son of the Soul Sect! Ant, I grant you the qualification to carry my divided soul! 】
Then the arrogant voice started again, and the bloated human figure that had just been condensed suddenly exploded, turning into a black mist that enveloped Gu Qing. The black mist followed the blood around Gu Qing's body and violently penetrated towards Gu Qing's limbs and bones!
One of the solid gray souls headed straight for Gu Qing's eyebrows, but stopped abruptly when it was still half a finger away from Gu Qing's eyebrows, unable to make any further progress.
Gu Qing, who was bleeding from all his orifices, at this moment, his ugly expression returned to indifference. Without thinking, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood that turned into extremely bright flames!
A miserable howl sounded immediately, and the solid gray soul was burned by the scorching flames. It shivered violently and suddenly shrank in size!
【hiss! You actually hide your cultivation! No...you...how can your soul be so powerful? 】
[Also...how can you, a mere cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining, ignite the fire of essence and blood? ! 】
The arrogant voice was a little more surprised.
The black mist that originally followed Gu Qing's blood energy and invaded Gu Qing's body stopped and drifted around. Gu Qing took this opportunity to retreat towards the corner of the room.
"Hmph! Your body level is only building a foundation. It's just a separate soul. The jade slip that holds the god has been destroyed. You want to take it from me. You are really overestimating your capabilities." Gu Qing's body trembled slightly, but there was a flash on his face. A touch of sarcasm.
[No matter how you struggle, just die! 】
Being ridiculed by the people who regarded him as an ant, Xue Lingzi's split soul was so angry that he gathered most of the black mist that was scattered around him, and quickly extinguished the fire of essence and blood. After a shock of spiritual consciousness mixed with a roar, it headed straight towards Gu Qing's body. Come on!
Gu Qing's pupils dilated for a moment, his brows twitched a few times, and his bloodshot eyes focused. Just when he saw the black mist approaching, he had already made a finger in his hand, facing the black mist that shrank in front of him, he fired another shot. Shake off.
puff!
Just when he stepped aside, the second-level low-grade spirit flame talisman that Gu Qing held on his fingertips suddenly turned into thousands of fire snakes. An unpleasant sizzling sound suddenly sounded, and the thousands of fire snakes burned through the gathering black mist in the blink of an eye. The gray soul spread and burned, Gu Qing's body flashed and he changed his position again.
[How can a second-level low-grade spirit flame talisman burn away the soul evil? You little repairman...ah! Fellow Taoist, wait a minute...]
The pitiful howling started again, but it had lost its arrogance. Soon, words of peace sounded in Gu Qing's mind. The voice was extremely weak. Gu Qing ignored him at all, and only used the thousands of fire snakes of the Spiritual Flame Talisman to burn. That gray soul.
This spiritual flame talisman was drawn with the essence and blood of a foundation-building monk he bought during his previous journey.
A large amount of spiritual energy was flowing around the body, and the abnormal blush spread on Gu Qing's face. A trace of bright red blood overflowed from the pores on his body. His expression remained indifferent, only staring at the increasingly smaller group of gray souls, his eyes lowered. Chui, his heart was already filled with fire.
"If you can swallow the divided soul of the monk in the foundation-building stage... not only will the power of the soul be greatly enhanced, but you will even get part of the memory of the monk in the foundation-building stage!"
"I'll leave the other memories to myself. If I can get the memories from when I broke through the foundation building stage..."
If it is an ordinary fourth-level Qi-refining monk, even a monk who has reached perfection in the middle stage of Qi-refining and has reached the eighth-level Qi-refining realm, the soul of the foundation-building monk in this gray jade slip will be taken away, but Gu Qing different.
After experiencing four stages of the path, and having been nourished by more than a hundred years of spiritual power, Gu Qing's soul strength has exceeded the limit of the Qi refining period. In the last stage of the path, as a casual cultivator, he was able to reach the eighth level of Qi refining. , just because his spiritual consciousness is strong enough, and relying on this, his talismans have reached the second level!
Gu Qing put aside the golden sword and talisman in his hand, as well as the dark gold flying sword.
"This black mist...is it evil spirit? Evil spirit usually has a vicious atmosphere, and such sinister evil spirit is really rare." Gu Qing looked at himself, the black mist that was dissipating causing bursts of tingling sensation, thoughtfully .
Gu Qing did not dare to be careless at all. The thousands of fire snakes transformed into second-order low-grade spiritual flame talismans burned for two hours under his deliberate control. Finally, the residual power was exhausted and dispersed invisible.
The gray soul was finally calcined into a point the size of a little finger, vaguely there or not.
In the messy room, there were fragments of spiritual stones on the ground, and traces of evil aura that gathered like black mist were scattered everywhere. Gold swords, talismans, dark gold flying swords, black flags and other objects were mixed among them. Gu Qing's eyes were filled with fiery eyes. , move forward step by step.
Everyone has desires, and monks have never been separated from the human category, so they naturally have desires. Gu Qing's desire is to build a foundation. The accumulation of more than a hundred years has turned this desire into fine wine, making him intoxicated, unable to extricate himself, unwilling to extricate himself. .
He came to the little remaining soul of the Blood Spirit Son, sat cross-legged, uncovered his belt, and took off his green shirt.
At this time, the flesh and skin all over Gu Qing's body was already surging, and the spiritual energy in his body was violently filled, seeming to bring him to the edge of exploding to death. The spiritual energy of more than 400 spiritual stones were combined to circulate Guishui Guiyi Gong. The effect of transformation is basically negligible.
He exposed the skin from the center of his eyebrows to the Qihai point. Regardless of the violent spiritual energy in his body, he only transported a trace of spiritual power to his fingertips, and then stabbed it into the Qihai point!
It penetrated the flesh, feeling a slight pain, all the way to the center of the eyebrow, the open wound turned outwards, and the blood spilled all over the floor. Gu Qing's face turned pale. He dipped the blood and drew blood lines on the flesh.
Dense and crude blood patterns covered the chest, vaguely resembling a formation.
At the moment when the formation was formed, the blood light spread and covered Gu Qing's whole body. The spiritual energy in his body converged crazily towards the blood lines, and two or three fifths of it was released in an instant. Immediately afterwards, a ball of extremely solid soul light The ball floated out from the center of Gu Qing's eyebrows and fell from the blood light that had spread to half the room, covering the remaining blood spirit son's soul.
This is the Blood Fiend Soul Attracting Array. Whose soul can be drawn out by placing it with someone's blood.
Gu Qing's solid soul light ball was light white, like a ball of cotton wool tightly kneaded together. To his surprise, the remaining blood spirit child's soul had disappeared from consciousness.
"It saves trouble."
The gray soul whose consciousness has been wiped out, now only the memory and the pure power of the soul are left.
A long while passed.
The pale white soul returned to the center of Gu Qing's eyebrows, and the remaining blood spirit souls were divided. Gu Qing removed the few memories that he had swallowed, and peeled off a pool of silk-like things, inextricably entangled together, exuding... shimmer.
Gu Qing closed his eyes tightly. After another half an hour, the spiritual power contained in the blood with blood lines on his body was exhausted, and the blood soul attracting array collapsed. He just opened his eyes.
"Among the few memories, there is no one when the Blood Spirit broke through the foundation! But it is good news for me to know that the Blood Spirit has been dead for decades."
"For an immortal sect as big as the Soul Sect, Xue Lingzi is just an ordinary foundation-building disciple."
As the blood evil soul attracting array disintegrated, the drawn spiritual energy continued to vent along the wounds in front of Gu Qing.
Until a little quarter of an hour later.
The vented spiritual energy turned into white spiritual mist. The water curtain could not stop it, and the white spiritual mist slowly spread into the small water pavilion. Gu Qing resisted the feeling of physical pain in his heart, stood up, and found a jade stone. The bottle contained light green wood spiritual liquid. He poured out a drop carefully and applied it carefully on the wound from Qihai point to the center of the eyebrow.
After the comfortable cooling sensation, there were bursts of itching and numbness, and then the wound squirmed and healed, and soon there were no scars left, but Gu Qing's face was still pale.
"In those few memories, except for some experiences of Xue Lingzi when he was still a mortal, the memories of his several trials in the Soul Sect, and the memory of his final death, they are all unimportant things. Only this person named Yin The body-training technique of Sha Xuan Gong can be regarded as a good harvest."
"From the first level of Qi refining to the foundation building perfection, even the most common technique can span the two realms of Qi refining and foundation building. It is also an untold secret in the world of cultivation. It is the kind that is marketable and priceless. If If it is stronger, or if there are follow-up cultivation techniques, I am afraid that I can get a complete first-order spiritual vein."
Gu Qing glanced at his wealth on the ground and quickly sorted it out. Sadly, he found that apart from the spiritual sand used for daily practice, he already had half a spiritual stone left...
Um! There are two pieces left.
Thinking like this, Gu Qing looked at the formation disk that emitted the water curtain. At this time, the two low-grade water spirit stones were extremely dim. Gu Qing found another jade bottle, poured out the elixir in it, and put the blood spirit child into it. The remaining pure soul power of the split soul was received in the jade bottle, and he took out his low-grade magic weapon, talisman pen, and a blank piece of high-grade talisman paper, put aside his distracting thoughts and meditated for a while.
After dispelling the drowsiness and forcing his swaying body up, Gu Qing's hands were steady.
Gu Qing suddenly moved and drew out a magic talisman in one stroke. His originally pale face was stained with gray. He pasted this first-level low-grade forbidden divine talisman on the jade bottle, let out a long breath, and took out more than thirty taels of water attributes. Lingsha closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
After all this torment, his energy and blood were exhausted, and less than half of his spiritual power remained.
Fortunately, Gu Qing's meridians had become extremely wide and tough after four stages of the journey, otherwise he would have been crushed to death by the spiritual energy of the more than four hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
Under the aura that turned into white spiritual mist, and holding the water spiritual sand that was full of aura, after practicing for two hours, Gu Qing opened his eyes and took a Baipi Dan and drank it.
Bai Pi Dan is a first-grade high-level elixir. Among the first-grade elixirs, it is the best for healing wounds.
Using his spiritual power to transform the Baipi Pill, Gu Qing's internal organs suddenly felt harmonious. His breath control gradually became better, and his gray face became more alive.
Night falls quietly, as if the room is shrouded by a gauze of water, the spiritual mist is lingering, and there is a dead silence.
