"Ouch…"
Duan Zhen was thinking about his next move when he heard Li Hu wake up faintly.
"Great Immortal...what's going on?"
Li Hu felt that as soon as he entered the old village chief's house, his entire vision was shrouded by a strange puppet, and then he fainted as if his soul had been sucked out.
And when he woke up again, he could only see Duan Zhen floating in the air.
"The evil has been eliminated, but the entire village has been dead for a long time."
Duan Zhen stared at Li Hu for a while, sighed softly, and told him the matter.
Speaking of which, Li Hu also has a strange treasure on his body, which seems to be protecting him secretly.
It's just that Duan Zhen never wanted to seize other people's treasures, and he didn't like it, so he never mentioned it.
Although the treasure is somewhat magical, if he had not met Duan Zhen, Li Hu would have died a month later at most.
Duan Zhen has also seen the Peach Shinto Kung Fu obtained by Weasel. It does not directly kill people to refine their souls, but a way of gradually cannibalizing people, causing people to die slowly within a few months to half a year.
And waiting for them to die is the beginning of painful torture.
Using the pain and fear of the soul to practice is very similar to the soul puppet technique of Demon Team Vivian.
"All...all dead?!"
Li Hu glanced at the black coffin that was nailed shut by four nails, and suddenly took two steps back and fell to the ground.
"Here is your village chief."
Duan Zhen pointed at the black coffin, his tone still calm.
"No...impossible..."
Li Hu seemed to be in disbelief, pushed open the door and stepped onto the street.
As far as the eye can see, there are rotten and even weathered corpses walking among them.
Li Qing, his playmate who had grown up with him since childhood, seemed to have the best-preserved body, but at this moment, his eyes were staring tightly and his body was stiff and motionless.
"The evil spirits are no different from ghosts."
Duan Zhen sighed again and let Li Hu walk alone in this village that was very familiar to him but had become extremely strange.
When a huge change occurs suddenly, the energy in your heart naturally needs to be released.
"Taoism..."
While Duan Zhen spread the original light to cover the whole village to prevent Li Hu from having a nervous breakdown in the process, he also experienced the Taoist practice method recorded in the Peach Shinto Evil Art.
He brushed aside many evil methods and focused on the realm of Taoist cultivation.
After entering this world, he naturally understood the major processes of the soul's condensation based on the original story, but the specifics of how to practice and how to evolve can only be understood by actually seeing it.
Therefore, he stared at Tao Shendao's evil skill and took a closer look.
Although Shenhun Taoism is different from martial arts, it is the same as most resting techniques. It requires concentration first.
Calm your mind, stop thinking, and feel where your soul is.
This so-called avoidance of all thoughts actually means replacing ten thousand thoughts with one thought.
And this thought requires a method of visualization.
"Instead of visualizing such sneaky things, I might as well visualize the Great Evil King."
Duan Zhen looked at the visualization picture on the Peach Shinto Evil Art and sounded extremely unhappy.
It was a ferocious-looking black red spider, with a vague human face on its abdomen, which looked extremely weird.
Duan Zhen felt that even the demonic body with two horns that the Great Evil King transformed into was much more pleasing to the eye than this spider.
Mountain spirits would not care about such a level of visualization. Who among ordinary humans would use such an evil thing to calm their mind?
After successfully calming down, you can try to let the soul leave the body and slowly move around.
Depending on the degree of concentration of the soul at this moment, subsequent night tours and day tours will be derived.
As the name suggests, when the soul is weak, it can only travel at night and cannot stand the brightness of the sun.
After gradually solidifying and becoming stronger, he was able to leave his body even during the day, which was much stronger than the ordinary ghost body.
Later, the soul began to be able to control some artifacts, just like spiritual power, attacking and killing from a distance, making it impossible to defend against.
After that, the soul became more and more powerful, and could even take on physical form and possess animals and even people.
Concentration, coming out of the shell, traveling at night and day, expelling objects to reveal themselves, and possessing people are the several levels of Taoist cultivation before ghosts and immortals.
"That evil thing just now said I was a ghost?"
After reading this extremely detailed explanation, Duan Zhen began to think about the power of his own soul.
The original light that combines spiritual power and divine power, coupled with the martial arts foundation buried deep in the soul, is far beyond what ordinary ghosts and immortals can explain.
He felt that after being transformed by the power of the Book of the Heavens, he could almost feel the layers of terrifying thunderstorms forming concentric circles above the nine heavens.
Moreover, the lightning in the first few layers did not seem to bring him much danger.
"Go up and have a look."
Duan Zhen thought to this point, and then he took away a trace of power and attached it to Li Hu to prevent any unexpected events.
Immediately, his entire body soared into the sky and turned into a curtain of light, piercing the deep clouds.
Boom boom boom!
In the process of soaring into the sky, he found that the ripples in the surrounding space seemed to be breaking apart, as if being torn apart by his flying speed of more than ten times the speed of sound in the blink of an eye.
"Why are the spatial fluctuations so strong?"
At this moment, Duan Zhen had doubts in his heart. The space in the Yangshen world seemed like a river that was roaring all the time. It seemed that it was always rushing and would never stop.
And what follows is that as long as you feel this ripple, you can tear apart the space with less effort.
Especially the power of the soul seems to resonate with this roaring fluctuation all the time.
"The power of the soul can tear apart space more easily than the pure body."
Duan Zhen thought about it for a moment, thoughtfully.
The space of Yangshen World seems to be connected with a group of special nodes, or special frequencies.
As long as the soul is refined to a certain level, it can use these frequencies to tear apart space.
However, it is not easy to feel it in the pure body.
This is extremely different from the spatial fluctuations in the Qingyuan realm, and is even completely opposite to the three worlds Duan Zhen has visited before.
It is as if the space of this Yangshen world is a huge invisible grid. As long as you can sense that special frequency, you can directly tear through the void.
This does not mean that this world space is unstable, but that it is extremely special.
"arrive."
At this moment, Duan Zhen was almost all using the power of his soul. He almost rushed into the sky in a few breaths, pierced through the layers of clouds, and saw the thunder calamity layer that was so big that it covered his sight.
At this time, the Circle of Thunder Tribulation was still in a state of silence.
It's the middle of winter now, spring thunder never comes, and thunderclouds usually don't revive.
"Huh? Why is there someone?"
But at this moment, Duan Zhen looked far away, his eyes flashing suddenly.
He seemed to see a vague human figure falling from the edge of the clouds in the distant sky, looking like an old man.
There is also a shining thing on its body, which looks like a palace, but it has become extremely small at this moment.
The old man had no energy left to see Duan Zhen. He seemed to have failed to gather his thoughts and was unable to soar high in the sky, and fell to the ground in an instant.
The direction of the fall happened to be around Fengmen Village.
"My soul is about to be annihilated, yet I still dare to fly to the nine heavens, how courageous!"
Duan Zhen had a strange look on his face, and with just a glance in the air, he could see that the old man was on his deathbed, and he didn't know why he still flew to such a high altitude in the sky.
"That's all. Fortunately, I saved your life. I'll come back to save you when the spring thunder strikes."
Duan Zhen stared at the layers of thunder and calamity that were still in silence for a while, then with a change of heart, he flew towards the place where the old man fell.
And the direction in which the other party fell was actually getting closer to Fengmen Village.
From Duan Zhen's point of view, it seemed as if it was going to hit Li Hu on the head.
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