Another divine soul body was thrown into the world below by He Pingan, and then the gray light rolled and tore the divine soul into pieces. The power of the divine soul was immediately swallowed up by the world of human books, and then converted into Yin Qi, slowly increasing the power of the human book world. Yin Qi concentration.
He Ping'an made a rough estimate, and it should be possible to increase the concentration of Yin Qi by another 30% based on the existing level.
Tao Zhenren had been refining the half of his limbs with his eyes closed, and had no time to compete for the soul limbs.
"Search for souls and capture souls!"
As He Pingan's cold voice sounded, powerful spiritual consciousness poured into the soul of the wizard Zhuqing like hundreds of millions of elite soldiers at the same time. The expression on the face of the wizard Zhuqing froze and fell into a sluggish state.
The golden consciousness is like golden tadpoles, swimming in the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing, searching for useful information.
Wu Xian Zhuqing saw that he was unable to resist He Pingan's soul search. Weird syllables suddenly came from the soul, and then the soul began to collapse and shrink from the inside.
"Cut yourself out of reincarnation and destroy your true spirit forever?"
He Ping'an's heart moved, as if he thought of something, his face couldn't help but show a hint of anxiety, and he immediately increased the intensity of searching for souls.
"Blood Demon Taoist Master?"
In the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing, He Ping'an had just seen the dead soul of the Heroic Soul Valley fall into the hands of a monk covered in blood, and the scene in his eyes suddenly stopped.
It wasn't that he didn't want to search for the soul, but that the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing had died on its own and was gone.
"This guy is really cruel to himself..."
He Ping'an grinned, but he couldn't let the soul of the wizard Zhu Qing be wasted like this. The gray light rolled and sucked all the power of the escaped soul into the human book. After the conversion, the darkness of the human book world would be gone. Qi can probably be doubled on the current basis.
Glancing down, he found that many ghost cultivators had felt the changes in Yin Qi, and they were all quietly absorbing Yin Qi to improve their cultivation.
He Pingan's soul flashed and returned to the clone.
Black light flashed in his hand, and a black wooden staff appeared in his hand.
The material of this wooden stick was unusual, but he didn't know what kind of material it was made of. He searched for the soul of the witch fairy Zhu Qing, but couldn't find the answer.
After the wizard Zhu Qing accidentally obtained it, he only used it as a staff, but found that the wooden staff was extremely tough. It was the black wooden staff that allowed him to block Taizu's punch without dying.
However, when he got the stick, it was not of this color.
Golden light surged in He Pingan's hand, and he gently stroked the black stick body from top to bottom. As his palm stroked it, the black stick body suddenly changed color.
The body of the staff shows a color that is neither black nor white nor gray.
He Ping'an had never seen this color before, but he felt a kind of great truth emerging on the staff, and at the same time, familiar tadpole-shaped runes spread down from the staff.
Densely packed, revealing the mysteries of heaven and earth.
This is the color of chaos, an innate rune.
After this period of exploration, He Pingan figured out that these tadpole-shaped runes were innate runes.
There was a trace of shock on He Ping'an's face, where did this wooden stick come from, and it turned out to be so magical.
He poured the true energy in his body into the wooden staff, and the slender body of the wooden staff suddenly glowed with treasured light, which was extremely mysterious. Every time he waved it, he could bring out the Tao Yun.
No wonder that day, I was easily able to break through the defense line with the magic fairy Zhuqing's dream-entrance technique. It turned out to be the bonus effect of this wooden staff.
"This is a good baby!"
He Ping'an felt secretly happy in his heart, and then his magic power surged, and he changed his shape. He touched the wooden stick lightly, and the wooden stick suddenly transformed into an ordinary black wooden stick, which he put into his dantian and cultivated.
He knew very well that wealth should not be revealed. Moreover, in the world in front of him, there seemed to be powerful existences such as the Demon Emperor and Daozu, so it was better to keep a low profile in order to live longer.
After doing all this, countless spiritual lights flashed in his hands, and all the poisonous weeds and poison pills he had grabbed during the previous transaction with Bei Mang emerged.
"If you swallow these, you should be able to practice Taoism for thousands of years!"
In the cave, He Ping'an threw the poisonous weeds and poisonous pills into his mouth one by one in anticipation, and the pictures kept appearing in front of his eyes.
"well!"
After a long time, he sighed slightly and stood up.
After all, he was still a little short of the mark. After swallowing all these poisonous weeds and poisonous elixirs, his cultivation level would only be nine thousand nine hundred years, and he would only be one hundred years short of reaching the ten thousand years of Taoism.
But he did get a very interesting reward, the Seventy-Two Earthly Evil Techniques: Marry a Dream!
As the name suggests, the art of marrying dreams covers the art of dreaming and dreaming. It means that you can program dreams, freely enter and exit other people's dreams, and control the other person's dreams.
It can make the other party suffer from nightmares and destroy the other party's spirit.
Of course, the art of dream marriage is still linked to one's own cultivation level. If the other party's cultivation level is higher than or equal to one's own, then entering the other party's dream is an extremely dangerous behavior.
Once the dream is broken by the other party, not only can the other party get out of trouble, but the person who performed the spell will also suffer a lot of backlash.
The wizard Zhu Qing is an obvious example.
Relying on the subtlety of the staff in his hand, he thought he could successfully destroy He Ping'an in his dream.
But he didn't expect that He Ping'an's Panlong Jade Pendant could be vaguely able to restrain the dreaming technique, resulting in a failure!
Throwing the clone in the temporary cave and continuing to study the art of dream marriage, He Ping'an's consciousness can return to the original body.
After completing the task of dividing the remaining elixirs by three and five by two, He Ping'an said hello to his colleagues and prepared to "check in" for duty.
After settling the incident in Beimang, He Ping'an walked much more briskly. Facing the spring breeze, he couldn't help humming a brisk song.
"I have blown the wind that you have blown, does this count as an embrace..."
Just as he turned the corner, a woman wearing a silver helmet and white armor, a bright red cloak, and a long sword hanging on her waist came forward.
This woman has exquisite facial features, a straight figure, well-proportioned figures, and a heroic appearance, like an awe-inspiring female goddess of war.
A thought just flashed through He Pingan's mind. This woman seemed familiar.
Then I heard a clear and cold voice coming into my ears: "Shameless, you are a scoundrel!"
"hiss......"
When He Ping'an heard this voice, he immediately realized, wasn't this the fake boy who had been following Wang Yifang?
Not to mention, wearing this outfit fits her temperament perfectly.
But before he could come forward to talk, the boy had already left the place with a quick step.
He Ping'an didn't care. The other party didn't want to recognize him, so he wouldn't ask.
After all, girls will definitely be a little shy when they see a handsome guy like themselves.
.....
After three steps and two steps at a time, He Ping'an had returned to the door of Xiancao Hall. He was about to tease Hong Xifei when his spiritual consciousness detected the situation inside the door. He looked confused and quickly stepped into the lobby.
Hong Xifei, who usually sat at the front desk of Xiancao Hall, actually disappeared at this time.
Divine consciousness swept out, covering most of Xuanyang City, but Hong Xifei was not found.
"Master, you are back."
When Shi Zhen saw He Ping'an coming back, he quickly stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically.
"Well, where did Xi Feiren go?"
He Pingan nodded, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked.
"Two hours ago, someone came to ask Sister Hong for a consultation, and she hurriedly followed him."
Shi Zhen replied.
"Hospital visit?"
There was a trace of doubt on He Pingan's face. You must know that Hong Xifei rarely visits the doctor.
Because he told her before opening Xiancao Hall that she was generally not allowed to receive medical visits to avoid accidents.
Seeing the doubts on He Ping'an's face, Shi Zhen said: "Originally, Sister Hong was unwilling to go, but the man said a few words to Sister Hong, as if there were some rare poisonous weeds, so Sister Hong followed. out."
He Ping'an nodded. Hong Xifei was also very concerned about her cultivation. He once told her in a vague way that her cultivation method was somewhat special and she needed to eat poison-eating erysipelas in order to improve her cultivation.
He Pingan asked several other drug boys, and the answers were similar.
But he was still a little worried in his heart, so Xiaoyan activated his divine number and began to deduce Hong Xifei's position.
Unexpectedly, problems were discovered in this deduction. The secrets were chaotic and no trace of the deduction could be found.
Then he used the technique of half-demon to identify his master and sensed it carefully. The feeling of blood connection in the past seemed to suddenly disappear at this time.
At the end where the blood is connected, there is nothing and no feeling.
He Pingan was suddenly shocked. There was only one explanation for the situation in front of him.
Hong Xifei, something happened!
