Running on the bare rocks of the mountain, seeing the fallen trees and mottled trunks, and the thick dust blown up by the wind in the distance, Bu'an felt that something was wrong.

This was the first promotion of his Divine Soul Cultivation, and it attracted such an earth-shattering thunderstorm, if it weren't for Su Su's protection, he would probably have been bombarded into slag by the heavenly thunder. The Thunder Tribulation is so powerful, didn't the old gods die in the promotion process?

Is it because the old gods have a softer way of collecting soul power through their beliefs? Their own way is too domineering to be tolerated? Or is it because the old gods are so exaggerated in their promotions, and they only survived the promotion with the protection of the masters in the family?

Bu An couldn't help but think of seventeen. Jiukan Chinese network debut

He is no longer the little follower of the ghost hunting yamen who was ignorant of the cultivation world when he first arrived in Yuezhou, he has seen more and his horizons have widened, thinking back to the crazy girl who was born with divine power at a young age, even if Qingshan and the Shadow Shrine join forces, she has no power to resist in front of her, then she is a descendant of the old gods.

I just don't know which level this little girl will be in the gods, gods, or gods. Bu An shook his head, and said in his heart that even if he met her next time, he couldn't ask her directly. In the land of Shenzhou, her identity as an old god is a taboo, and he himself rubs the ghost to practice, and he can't talk to people about it when he enters the Shinto Tao with a ghost.

The blood-colored evil moon shone on the undulating mountains and hills, and the thunderstorm spread for several miles, as if it had carved out a shocking scar on the earth. Two figures ran from the edge of the crater in the very center, as fast as the tigers and leopards in the mountains.

Running out of more than ten miles in one breath, Su Su suddenly exclaimed: "Childe!

Bu'an stopped for a moment, took out a stack of intact silver tickets from the torn clothes on his chest, and let out a long breath: "It's still ......."

Su Su was also shocked, she didn't have a single strand on her body, and her snow-white skin was like a baby, but because she was shy, she always turned to her son-in-law.

The two of them continued to move forward, and gradually they could see sparse homes in the mountains. Bu An remembered that when she first met Su Su, her clothes were stolen by the sheep, so he instructed her to steal two more.

Su Su frowned and said, "Didn't Childe say that you can't steal things, and you have to give money if you take other people's things?"

Bu An was stunned by what she said, and defended: "It's a matter of urgency." All the broken silver on my body is gone, and I only have a silver ticket of one hundred taels of silver, so I can't take one hundred taels of silver to buy two old peasant clothes, right?"

He was reluctant to be wronged, and he was mainly worried that the news of a hundred taels of silver tickets for old clothes spread, and people with a heart would associate this matter with the thunder in the mountains - the silver ticket could have the seal of Yuezhou Qianzhuang.

In a few words, Su Su's thought work was done, and the little girl was driven out, and Bu An sat alone on the hillside and waited. At this time, the ghost qi in his dantian had been divided into two groups, one was azure and transparent, and the other was wrapped in Cangjie's divine soul blood;

Bu An pondered, probably the solidity of the divine soul represents the degree of perfection of the realm. He had just been promoted to a human god at this time, and if it was divided according to the experience of a cultivator, it would be the first realm of human and god, so the ghost qi was also like a cloud of mist in the dantian, and when these two clouds of mist condensed into pills again, it would be time to advance to the next level of realm.

He tried to transport the ghost qi through the meridians in his body to his fingers, only to find that the meridians that were as thin as a gossamer seemed to be a lot thicker all of a sudden, not only did the ghost qi run a lot smoother, but the total amount of ghost qi running with his mind was also a lot larger.

The slightly cool ghost qi ran between his fingers, and sure enough, without delay, it turned into a dark blue air mass the size of a grain of rice, pouring out from the tips of his fingers.

As soon as Bu An'an moved, the air mass changed accordingly, and a wisp came out from the top, spiraling up like a silk thread, instantly pulling the entire air mass into a silk thread more than a foot long. At the same time, the threads were gradually blurring, just as he had done when he vibrated the ghost with the strings of the lute.

The moment the blue silk thread was about to melt into the air, it suddenly rushed out, like a short whip on a poplar tree with a thick bowl mouth, with a crisp "snap", and there was an inch-deep whip mark on the trunk. The poplar crunched, leaned slightly, and finally did not fall.

Bu'an took a breath and tried again, this time still turning the spirit into silk threads, but only controlling it to wrap around a stone and fly it up and down. In a few breaths, the spirit melted and disappeared, and the stone that had lost its entanglement fell to the grass with a "poof".

Isn't this art...... Bu An smiled, satisfied at the same time, but also a little puzzled, why the spirit can be seen through the strings or directly out of the body, but not seen when it is shot out of the bowstring?

He immediately guessed the reason, the trace of spirit carried away by the bowstring was too small and weak, and the speed was too fast, like a bullet that could not be seen with the naked eye.

But why can't a cultivator see the spiritual power, but he can see the divine soul himself, will the old gods also see the divine soul...... Bu An recalled that she had not seen the Seventeen Divine Soul, but she kicked the old mother away at that time, and she should not have used the Divine Soul, but did it purely with her strength, even if she couldn't see the Divine Soul, it was normal.

There are too many doubts, Bu An is very envious of those crossing peers with an old grandfather by his side, and feels that Cangjie was originally very suitable for this role, but unfortunately he gave up on himself, his consciousness was too low, and he failed to assume the glorious duty of crossing guide.

At this time, Su Su walked back dressed like a small village woman, still holding a ball of clothes in her hand. Bu An took the clothes and changed them, and he also became a villager, but he was the same as Su Su, and his appearance was too delicate compared to this dress.

He put the silver ticket close to his body, and then disposed of the tattered clothes that he had changed, and then took Su Su to Fuyang County.

On the way, he took care of Su Su, and he must not mention the matter of going out to hunt ghosts this time, let alone being struck by lightning.

Su Su said that she knew all this, and Childe's cultivation method was different from others, so no one could see it.

Bu An tentatively asked her again if she was very capable before, so she could save her and give her spiritual power.

Su Su blurted out: "Of course, Childe is the most powerful!"

Seeing that she was not as tight-lipped as before, Bu An struck while the iron was hot, and then asked, "Is it more powerful than Su Su?"

Su Su glanced at him in surprise, and said of course: "This still needs to be said. ”

"Then ......" Bu An frowned and said: "I obviously don't remember this, Su Su, you haven't thought about it, maybe it's not me who saved you, but another person who looks exactly the same?"

Su Su grinned and said, "I know that Gongzi forgot, but Su Su didn't forget, so he won't be mistaken." ”

Bu An pursed his lips and said in his heart: Don't be so confident, in my opinion, you are clearly mistaken.