The tall soldier was also stunned and almost dropped the torch in his hand to the ground. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Bochen gritted his teeth and quickly retreated away.
When he climbed over the mountain ridge, the thunder pillar that penetrated the sky and the earth disappeared, but the top of Mount Zhang was still shining, and even the air turned light red. A moment later, a huge burst of smoke slowly rose from the main peak of Zhangshan Mountain, enveloping the mountain like a cover, and then dispersed in all directions. After another five or six breaths, the wind was strong in the forest and the roar was deafening. The trees were almost knocked over by the strong wind. All the fallen leaves and sand and gravel accumulated on the ground were blown away. They were carried by the strong wind and swooped towards them.
Li Bochen hurriedly shortened his body and hid behind a tree, but he still felt a burning pain on his face. When he reached out and touched it, he found numerous small cuts.
After more than ten breaths, the strong wind slowly dissipated.
He stood up and looked in the direction of the main peak, knowing that Zhangshanjun was probably dead. He stood in silence for a long time, and gradually his eyes felt a little hot, and his chest felt uncomfortable.
I don’t know if this is what she wanted... The lightning pillar was always in the same place. I guess she didn’t move when the lightning punishment came.
After he slowly walked back, the people searching the mountain had left, but there were still faint red clouds over the main peak, like blood mist. He sat on the platform at the entrance of the cave for a while, and then walked back into the cave after the red clouds dispersed.
After two or three steps into the cave, a popping sound was heard. He walked a few more steps and saw Sui Ziang falling to the ground, trembling. There were ropes scattered around him, and his middle coat was scorched black. It seemed that it rubbed against the stone stove for bacon bit by bit, and slowly broke the rope.
When Sui Ziang saw him walking in, he didn't even panic. Instead, he stared at him, his mouth tightened and his body tensed. But Li Bochen only lifted him up, tied the rope up again, and threw him aside. Sui Ziang collapsed again and was panting heavily. Li Bochen touched his forehead and found that it was hot.
However, the monks in the Qi-nourishing realm who have cultivated the Liudu lineage temple determination are really amazing. They have broken a leg and a hand, and they have not eaten or drank for a day, and they are still holding on until now. He should be sick now. Ask the doctors in this world to see him, and most of them will say that evil spirits have entered his body, but Li Bochen thinks that this may be due to infection.
He couldn't cure this disease, so he could only rely on Sui Ziang to get through it on his own. He tore a piece of horse meat from the stove and brought it to Sui Ziang's mouth, but he gritted his teeth and did not open his mouth. Li Bochen was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him at this time. With a strong hand, he pinched his mouth open, stuffed a whole piece of horse meat inside, and covered his mouth again.
Sui Ziang could only chew it a few times and swallowed it whole. Li Bochen squatted down and stared into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Sui Zi'ang, you fell into my hands before because you were cowardly. Although you are more courageous now, it is not the time to do so. Even if you break away and run away, How long can I stay in this mountain? I'm afraid I will become the first person in the world to be frozen to death in the Qi-nurturing state."
"I'll give you a good idea - isn't Liudu Cultivation the best at manipulating luck? You might as well think more about this aspect."
He patted Sui Ziang's face again, stood up and walked to the inner room.
When he was in Beiyuan, he had seen Sui Bujiu display similar skills. He guessed that it was one of the low-level spells of Liudu monks. Sui Buxiu cast a spell, so the two of them were "lucky" to find an empty grain truck, a big flag, and a corpse, so they didn't freeze to death. That kind of luck should be caused by magic.
Sui Ziang should also know this method, right? If he really used it, he would be doing himself a disservice.
He walked into the inner room in the dark and found the empty oil lamp in the lamp niche. He took it out and added some horse oil made from smoked horse meat, rubbed a wick and lit it.
Then he held the lamp and began to read the "Yin Fu Emperor Sutra" on the wall.
The whole article has about three hundred words, which is quite long and long compared to Beichen Xinjue. But the good thing is that it's not that obscure and difficult to understand, and he can understand most of it with his cultivation skills. Occasionally, it doesn't matter if there are things he doesn't understand - he is a spiritual master, and he slowly figured it out based on his own feelings.
It was only after he understood it that he realized that the Yin Talisman Emperor Sutra, like the other mental techniques on the wall, was only a part. This part of the sutra mainly talked about how to refine and control the Yin soldiers, but for him now It's enough.
As a result, he realized that he had actually wasted a lot of "resources" by acting on instinct. The best "raw materials" for refining Yin soldiers can be roughly divided into two types.
One type is a monk with good cultivation, and the higher the realm during his lifetime, the better. After a person dies, all his cultivation is lost. Even if he can maintain his sanity through magical magic like Ye Chengchou, his cultivation cannot be preserved. Even if it reaches the point of giving birth to a god, it is the same.
However, this type of Yin spirit improves very quickly after being refined into Yin soldiers, and can become a considerable combat power in a short period of time. The disadvantage is that most of the skills of the Yin soldiers they have cultivated are the ones they cultivated during their lifetime, and they cannot develop new magical powers. If he refined Ye Chengchou into a Yin Weapon, and if he was promoted to the Dragon and Tiger realm, he would probably still be able to use the techniques he had during his lifetime. However, if you reach the Lingzhao Realm or Dongxuan Realm in the future, the techniques you can use will still be the same as those you mastered during your lifetime.
The second type are mortals who have never practiced Buddhism. Yin soldiers made from mortal Yin spirits are very malleable, and the magical powers they can master depend on the spirit master's choice. Yin soldiers do not believe in the emperor or the devil, so there are no restrictions. They can use the six-vein magic and even the magic of the demon kingdom, but it is quite difficult to improve their realm and consumes a lot of money.
However, the main ingredient for refining Yin soldiers is Yin spirit, and the auxiliary ingredients are still Yin spirits. Yin spirits and Yin soldiers cannot practice cultivation. To improve their realm, the Yin spirits must be broken up into spiritual power and "fed" to them.
But according to the practitioners of the Six Kingdoms of the Emperor, this practice is a demonic way. One of the most common crimes of the Demon Kingdom among the Six Kingdoms is that the ghost spirits of demons do not enter reincarnation after death, but are all dispersed and turned into spiritual power for use by demon cultivators.
No wonder everyone doesn't have a good impression when it comes to Spiritual Lord. Although the subordinates of the Tiger Lord He Bo can also refine Yin weapons, most of them are taken from the Yin spirits of those heinous people, or draw spiritual energy from the netherworld. But if he wanted to refine the Yin soldiers by himself, he would have to risk the disapproval of the world.
But Li Boxen is not worried about this. Although he likes to be hesitant about certain things, he can also be said to be informal. Therefore, the Yin spirits of old relatives and friends cannot be refined, and the Yin spirits of ordinary people cannot be refined. However, you can also imitate the tiger and the river god and take the Yin spirits of those evil people to refine. In this world of turmoil, many things are scarce, but evil people will never be short of them.
It's just that it takes ten Yin spirits to refine a Yin soldier to the spiritual enlightenment realm, a hundred to the Qi nourishing realm, and thousands to the dragon and tiger realm. According to this kind of training method, the fear of being born as a god is as high as tens of millions. But when he thought about it, he smiled in his heart - he was thinking too far.
Tonight, let’s take care of Ye Chengchou’s ghost first.
