Chang Siguo used the sixth-level magic sword he made to infuse it with divine energy and then cut and excavated the soul tower as big as the mountain. It took almost ten days to dig out the entire soul tower and transport it into the Jing Mansion space.
Thanks to his improved cultivation after seclusion, he was able to move a behemoth nearly three hundred feet tall.
The huge pit dug was slightly filled with gravel, branches and grass.
Chang thought about using magic to remove the dirt and dust on his body and flying high into the sky. He wanted to try using his divine energy to tear through the void and get out. After reaching the strength of turning into a void, he will be able to tear open the slightly weaker cave space. Even if it fails, he still has the boundary-breaking talisman to use.
"You find a place and I will help you temper your soul and body. It will be a little painful. You have to be prepared for protection. And once you start, you can't stop for the next ten years."
The voice of King Shentu Wu came from the inner guanqiao point of his left hand. He was a very particular person and waited until the little guy finished his work before speaking out to remind him.
Chang Siguo looked around and said, "Wait a moment, I'll find a place to stay."
Quickly teleporting to the north, not long after, he arrived at the cave where he and Bai Qiuyu had stayed. He pushed aside the thick rocks blocking the entrance of the cave and ducked in. There was dust inside, and the blackened marks on the stone walls looked even more old and black.
The cave was still as empty as it had been when they left. The firewood placed in the corner was covered with dust and looked like a bag of dirt. In another corner, there was a solitary, crude stone bucket with no apparent color.
More than a hundred years have passed, and no one has lived there. Chang Siguo didn't bother to clean it up at this time. He couldn't keep King Shentu Wu waiting for long, so he blocked the entrance of the cave again, used formations to protect it, and then released his sapphire tent and summoned After taking out the whale ornament, he entered the Whale Mansion space with a thought, and told the black thorn tree demon to carefully protect the whale ornament that fell into the tent.
He sat down in his secret cave, summoned the Chi Bei Dao and floated it in front of him, and said: "Senior Shentu, I'm ready. Please help me temper my soul and body."
"No matter what method you use, just hold on for a quarter of an hour!"
As King Shentu Wu finished speaking, a cloud of cold air enveloped him.
After often thinking about it, I felt that the cold air was pervasive, and the skin all over my body was stinging like needles. It was like there were millions of ants and insects biting and crawling in the sea of qi, the aperture of the heart and the sea of consciousness. It was itchy and painful, but I couldn't scratch it. He immediately knew how powerful it was!
He was busy using the Soul Tempering Technique given to him by Wu Mou, and used great perseverance to activate his divine energy to contend with the invading invisible and traceless energy. In just a moment, he was sweating profusely, his face was red, and the energy overflowing from his body filled the cave. The stone wall expanded by more than ten feet in all directions, and the divine energy was consumed rapidly, and the days truly felt like years.
After a quarter of an hour, all the painful itching stopped suddenly, and Chang Siguo suddenly lay flat on the ground.
He didn't even want to move a finger. The pain of soul searching and refining was unspeakable.
King Shentu Wu, who was hiding in Chi Bei's sword, remained silent and said nothing about Chang Siguo's performance. This was just the beginning.
After lying down for about a quarter of an hour, Chang Siguo slowly got up, sat cross-legged, and started practicing the health-preserving skills he had practiced a long time ago. He was now trying to find ways to increase the spiritual energy in his body, but at the same time, he had to keep the consumption of divine energy at a certain level. Within the balance range, the degree must be grasped well.
After adjusting his breath for about an hour, Chang thought he had stopped and stood up, but he did not dare to practice more.
After leaving the Jing Mansion space, he put away the sapphire tent and walked around the abandoned cave. He lived and died with Bai Qiuyu in the beast prison for thirty days. He was deeply impressed. He could not forget the pear blossom belt on the eve of leaving the beast prison. Yu Qiao Rong.
Unknowingly, I walked to the stone room on the right where Bai Qiuyu once lived.
On the small stone platform, there was a piece of exotic animal skin covered with a thick layer of dust.
Chang Siguo waved his sleeves and swept away the dust. He found a piece of torn deer skin, which had long since dried up and lost its luster. He casually took the leather into his hand.
The stone platform under the leather is clean, with two lines of beautiful small characters written in charcoal:
"Ask the world, what is love? It tells you that life and death are mutually exclusive!"
There are a few spots on the words life and death.
This familiar phrase from the previous life was brought to the Qingyuan world by the soul-piercing seniors and has been widely circulated.
Chang Siguo looked at the back of the deerskin. There was only a little carbon black on it. A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This was written by Bai Qiuyu before he left. The marks were the woman's sad tears.
Wei Kecha sighed, rolled up the deerskin and put it into the space, then shook his head.
After walking around the small cave, he opened the thick rock and flew out. With a wave of his hand, he used the earth-based stone-making technique to create a hard boulder and blocked the entire cave door tightly. It was no different from a stone wall and could not be seen. flaw.
He doesn't want outsiders to open this cave in the future. This is his sealed memory.
Flying straight up into the sky, flying up to about a thousand feet, the grassland and mountains below became very small. When he felt the great resistance, Chang Siguo charged up his divine energy with both hands, and suddenly used a tiger claw move to both sides. tear.
The space was distorted, and power exploded. "Hi!" A black hole appeared in the void.
Chang Siguo's body was wrapped in a thin layer of lavender light, and he dived into the dark void.
He had the experience of being taken in and out of the void several times. He braved the cold wind of the void and flew quickly towards the bright place on the opposite side. Not long after, he encountered an invisible obstacle, and he used his hands to tear it apart again. He missed a little, and the space was distorted. The light flickered but failed to open the void.
He was a little anxious and tried his best to stabilize his body in the gusts of cold wind. Otherwise, it would be blown a little farther, and even if he went out, he wouldn't know where he would end up?
His hands violently tore apart again, he used the stacking technique, and the void opened in response.
Chang Siguo hurriedly ducked out. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the shouts of killing below were loud. He appeared above the battlefield.
Because of his appearance, there was a commotion in the fierce siege and defense battle. Many soldiers pointed to the sky and shouted, "Look, there are people flying in the sky" and "Gods, there are gods", followed by the sound of the attacking drums. The gong was sounded instead, and the soldiers attacking the city retreated like a tide. The burning siege engines were braving blazing flames, and corpses were scattered all over the city.
Chang Siguo had already recognized the Sihuang City below, which he had fought in before. It looked even more dilapidated than before.
He remembered that before leaving, Nanping occupied a large piece of grassland in Beirong and built the two cities of Bailangpo and Paomaling. Why did Beirong attack Sihuang City again?
Then he thought, it has been nearly a hundred and fifty years since he left Sihuang City.
It is normal to see great changes in the world.
Coupled with the "rich families" in Nanping who are like worms, they are unscrupulous in capitalizing on the enemy and betraying the country. The fact that Nanping can still exist is also the result of the bloody battles of the domestic patriots and the border troops. Otherwise, the country would have been destroyed long ago.
Chang Xiang glanced at the bloody and cruel scenes below, and he found that he was as unwavering as an outsider.
The place where he once fought bloody battles no longer evoked his emotional ups and downs.
He can control it for a while but not for a lifetime. The roots are rotten. Unless those moths are completely eradicated and a new system is established, the world has its own laws and he cannot interfere too much in mortal affairs.
In the city below, there was a Crystal Bone Realm cultivator wearing a long robe, bowing his hands and shouting: "Fang Polu in Lower Sihuang City, I would like to pay my respects to you, Sir. Please forgive me for any neglect!" Three other Crystal Bone Realm cultivators followed suit and saluted.
The monks who can suddenly appear and fly high in the air are the beings they look up to and dare not provoke.
Everyone was worried and uneasy. They didn't know whether this monk who suddenly arrived would intervene in the war between the two countries.
Chang Siguo slowly landed in an empty space in the city, stretched out his hand to support him, and said: "General, there is no need to be polite. I am passing by here and will pay homage to an old friend. Even if I leave, I won't disturb you for too long."
Fang Polu stood up and glanced at the overly young monk ten feet away. He felt that this man's face was somewhat familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered a legendary figure from Sihuang City and asked carefully: "Excuse me, sir, but my surname is Chang." ?”
Chang Siguo looked at the middle-aged cultivator and felt that he looked familiar. He smiled and said, "Who are you, General Fang Jin?"
Fang Polu suddenly bowed down again excitedly. He already knew who the other party was and said: "General Fang Jin is the ancestor of our family! Fang Polu pays homage to Mr. Chang!"
"It turns out to be my great-great-grandson, please get up. Come with me for a walk outside the city. Do you dare to go?"
"Fang Polu is here to accompany you, sir, please!"
Fang Polu's face turned red with excitement, and he agreed without hesitation. He also whispered a few instructions to the three generals behind him who had not been invited, not to let down their guard, to be careful to prevent spies from causing trouble, and so on. Then he extended his hand to invite.
He grew up listening to Mr. Chang's stories. There is a portrait of Mr. Chang hanging in his grandfather's study. He was exactly this young.
More than a hundred years have passed, and Mr. Chang has not aged at all.
What a magical person!
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