"My soul, my soul isn't always ......"

Jiang Changan pointed out the flame of life on his shoulders, one blue and one red, symbolizing a soul and a soul, but he was shocked in the heart of his left hand, there was an extra blue spirit flame, illusory and ethereal, and the purity seemed to be more than dozens of times less than the blue flame on his left shoulder, if it wasn't for the little night, it was really not easy to see.

"It's ...... Soul ?!!!"

Jiang Changan's eyes didn't blink, and he was stunned to feel the real temperature coming from his palm.

The soul fuels rebirth!

He heard Zhang Yunzhi say with his own ears that as long as he finds a way to boost his soul, it is possible to achieve the goal of renewing his life!

"Continuation of life-" Jiang Changan muttered with a wry smile, his eyes full of fanaticism, and at the same time a touch of sadness. Now he can finally say that he has the ability to confront Jiang Xiaoru and the possibility of avenging his brother.

Since Jiang Changan reshaped the spiritual vein, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, not from the past, coupled with the diligent training, it is a matter of time before he becomes a strong man, but one of the things that has always bothered him the most is time, and now this big problem is solved, he does not have so many worries, he can travel more places, improve his strength more, and go to Jingzhou with more certainty!

The most terrifying ferocious thing in Jiangzhou is often not the tiger, leopard and jackal that walk in the polar snowfields and show their fierce appearance, but the poisonous snake that lies dormant at the feet and is very patient, just waiting for a blow!

Although he didn't know how the golden sticker used the soul of the demon beast to regenerate his soul, he didn't need to think about it, what he had to do was to find the demon soul, so that he could really complete the continuation of his life, depending on the color of the blue fire in his hand, a demon soul that swallowed the moon Jiao could only do this, which showed the difficulty of regenerating the soul.

The Nine Demons have borne the brunt of Jiang Chang'an's best choice.

Walking downstairs, Jiang Changan asked curiously, "Little Er, how do I feel that you don't have the slightest spiritual power fluctuation here?"

"Hey, guest officer, don't you know, isn't this just that there is no spiritual power fluctuation, and there is not even a single sect of spiritual cultivation within a hundred miles?"

"There is no sect of cultivation, how is this possible?" Jiang Changan wondered, since the wind of spiritual cultivation prevailed, the entire Shenggu Shenzhou sect has blossomed everywhere, and there are countless sects of all sizes, almost to the point of one sect in five miles and one sect in ten miles.

Xiao Er shook his head and explained: "There have also been many Taoist masters who have come here to investigate with the intention of establishing a sect, but in the end they have to return in vain, all because this place does not have any spiritual power. ”

"No spiritual power!" Jiang Changan's eyes were bright.

As a generational royal spirit family, he naturally understands that a person without spiritual power can only indicate the existence of a soul or a big demon, and there is no spiritual power in the entire corner of Cangzhou, so how much energy should it be, but there is a new problem, if this is really a big demon or a soul, so many people have become the things on his plate, how can they come to this prosperous place.

Xiao Er said: "If the guest officer really wants to ask something, if you want to talk about these legends about the soul, you can also see that we are all ordinary people, and we can say that we don't know anything about this, but we have such a strange person in Fengyang Town, who sits on the street of 10,000 people all day long and holds a chessboard. ”

"Thank you very much. ”

It seems that there may be an answer to these questions only after seeing the chess idiot, and under the leadership of Xiao Er, Jiang Changan came to the mouth of Mawei Alley and met this chess idiot known as the old madman.

The old madman wasn't actually crazy, just dressed sloppily, dipped in muddy water, and his hair was dirty and fluffy as if it hadn't been washed in March.

"The seniors are what the townspeople call ......"

Jiang Changan was interrupted before he finished speaking: "Playing chess or asking questions, if you want to play chess, sit down, if you ask questions, you have to win me." ”

He was in his forties, holding a bowl of sunspots, his eyes staring straight at the chessboard, and he didn't look up. Jiang Changan sat on the ground, and the hands of the two fell together, during which Jiang Changan asked a few questions about the identity of the old madman, but they all refuted it with a sentence of "playing chess without saying a word".

Although Jiang Changan also studied chess, but at that time it was all for the pursuit of a famous Oiran to learn, naturally not exquisite, and Gu Tianhe was able to win a game because he clearly remembered the opponent's chess style, a person's chess skills can change, but if you want to change the style, it is too difficult.

From the beginning to the end of the game, there was less than half a pillar of incense, including Jiang Changan's time to meditate, and the old madman was like a fly, full of disdain.

The old madman packed up the chessboard and said: "The soldiers are treacherous, this is the way of the Heavenly Master's Mansion Chess Saint Nangong, it seems that the son has some origins, you have some meaning in this way, but unfortunately you have not obtained the essence, hurry back to find the old man in Nangong to learn for twenty years, maybe there is a chance to win me." ”

"Old man, the younger generation is really in a hurry......

"If I win, I can say anything, but if I can't win, please turn around and turn left. The old madman yawned impatiently.

"The old gentleman has such a great talent, why don't you enter the capital to seek a half-official position, or ......" Jiang Changan's eyes flashed a trace of cunning, "It is better to be a guest under the family than to sleep on the streets." ”

"Although it is said that it is tattered in this poor street and alley, it is good that there is a chessboard to accompany it, and the next is black and white stone, and it is horizontal and vertical to understand, and it is everyone, focusing on the overall situation of the common people, and the next is the grass mustard human life, and in the end, I am afraid that I will even lose myself. After speaking, the chess maniac lay on the straw mat and squinted his eyes and stopped talking.

Jiang Changan tasted these words repeatedly, stood up for a long time and bowed deeply, "Jiang Changan remembered the words of the old gentleman, and he should come again to ask for advice one day." ”

Jiang Changan just flicked his sleeves out of the alley, turned his head suddenly, and saw a thin figure at the end of the avenue in front of the door, with gray hair under the gray linen robe, and a face full of ravines.

And beside him, a three-foot baby with a burning light, with a hideous face and fangs.

Ruoruo was so frightened that he shrank behind Jiang Chang'an.

This person was the gray-robed old man with poisonous dragon eyes that he encountered in the crypt of the Dead Man's Abyss.

The old man looked at Jiang Changan with a playful expression, Jiang Changan's face sank, and the old man's face was clearly regarded as a personal belongings that he summoned and lingered.

Jiang Changan smiled: "Old man, we know each other?"

"Little brother's memory is really poor, you ran fast enough when you were in the dead man's abyss, hehe. The old man said: "This seat Yuan Gonghou, little guy, if you know each other, you can obediently call out the soul behind you, and this seat can also consider sparing you from dying." ”

With this person's ability, he will never be an unknown person, Yuan Gonghou? Jiangzhou is in the Beihai, Jiang Changan has never heard of this name, so most of them may be people who came from the south.

Ruoruo grabbed Jiang Changan's hand and clenched it a little tighter, Jiang Changan turned around and held her trembling shoulder.

"Stupid girl, go back and hide first. ”

Ruoruo looked at Jiang Chang'an, then looked at the Marquis Yuan in the distance, and shook his head.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Jiang Changan was persuaded several times, although the little girl couldn't bear it, she also knew that she couldn't help much, so she slipped back into Jiang Changan's body.

Before he could come back to his senses, Jiang Changan suddenly felt a gentle breeze blowing in his face. This gust of wind was much weaker than the ordinary mountain wind, but when it hit Jiang Chang'an's face, his body suddenly stagnated, and he couldn't breathe at all!

With a "whew", I saw a baby fist with raging fire appear in front of him, Jiang Changan instinctively dodged to the side, slightly to the side, and then the second punch, the third punch, and the thousandth punch had already swung towards him. The howling wind around him suddenly solidified like substance, and his skin was numb and painful, as if it were pierced by countless sharp needles.

Jiang Changan still wanted to dodge to the side, but he stayed in place, not moving! It turned out that his legs had been imprisoned by the other party's two red lights at some point, and he couldn't move.

Jiang Chang'an was shocked in his heart, seeing that the light of the countless fists was getting stronger, and a lifelike baby with a blood-stained smiling face faintly appeared in the strong light.

But if the golden spiritual power is reflected, it will definitely not work if it is dispersed into more than 100 blocks, but with the Bodhi eye, it is impossible to see which punch is true in this Vientiane, and in the blink of an eye, the fist is less than a foot away from Jiang Chang'an's nose bone.