"First of all, the soul qi in your body should not be used anymore under any circumstances, so that it can be firmly suppressed. ”

When He Lang heard this, he hurriedly nodded in agreement, he thought to himself, this soul condensing qi is so against the sky, it won't have much impact on him if he doesn't use it.

Then he listened to Brother Jing's words.

"Secondly, the exercises should not be continued to cultivate, otherwise, the movement of the spiritual qi in the body to drive the true qi will cause the qi of the condensing soul to move. ”

If you don't practice the Fa, although you are reluctant, you can still give up compared to your life, He Lang hesitated for a moment before agreeing to this suggestion.

Finally, and most crucially, don't be controlled by desires. Before saying this, Brother Jing was also thinking about how to express it more acceptably.

"Brother Jing, I don't understand this, what do you mean by desire?"

"It's the seven emotions and six desires, once the emotions are moved, the aura of condensing the soul will also be affected, so controlling these can suppress the Demon Emperor Yuan Shen for a long time. ”

He Lang thought to himself, if these human instincts are all abandoned, and the exercises cannot be practiced, then what is the difference between living and dying?

Brother Jing said again: "Only when these things are done, it is possible to suppress the backlash of the Demon Emperor Yuanshen, otherwise, your life is afraid that time is running out." ”

He Lang fell into silence all of a sudden, when he swallowed the Demon Emperor Yuan Shen before, he just thought that he could let his friends around him live, and he was willing to die, but now he was not dead or alive, and he was tormented by life and death.

He hesitated and asked, "Brother Jing, if I choose to break myself, can I destroy it with the Demon Emperor Yuanshen?"

Brother Jing didn't say anything for a long time, and just when He Lang thought that Brother Jing didn't hear what he said, he said coldly: "Even if you die, the Demon Emperor Yuan Shen will not be destroyed, it will be completely resurrected because it is liberated." ”

When He Lang heard this, his heart was already cold, and it seemed that he could only do everything possible to survive and survive.

He Lang was still unwilling, and he asked again: "Isn't there a way to completely solve it?"

"At present, it seems that there is no better way, unless you cultivate the immortal body of King Kong and trap the Demon Emperor Yuan Shen in your body, there is a glimmer of hope. Brother Jing said flatly.

King Kong's Immortal Body? He Lang remembered that Brother Jing had mentioned it when he talked to him about the Sword Cultivation Tribulation.

But I remember, the immortal body of Vajra, not to mention mortals, is the power of immortals, and there are few who can cultivate, how can a person who is no longer able to practice the exercises have such an opportunity?

He simply dismissed this possibility.

Brother Jing saw He Lang's listless appearance, and he was also extremely distressed, and comforted him: "Although you can't practice the exercises, the path of cultivating your mind is incomparably broad, and you can also reflect the value of life through alchemy, talisman making, and business. ”

After a pause, he added, "As long as your heart is more than a rock, any desires will not be moved by you, it depends on how you calm your mind." ”

He Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he thought to himself, it seems that Brother Jing is a person who has no desires and no desires, and he will not know the painful taste of missing someone all the time in his heart.

Brother Jing didn't say anything again, and fell silent.

Since listening to Brother Jing's words, He Lang has also begun to pay attention to the things he can do such as alchemy, talisman making, and business.

On this day, several disciples in the sect were chatting, and they were inadvertently listened to by He Lang.

A young male monk said to a few people around him: "This trip to the Ancient Temple is really thrilling, and I am terrified when I think about it. ”

Another female cultivator continued: "Isn't it, we monks who practice with the practice of the Fa are really at a great loss, and I think that the disciples of the Qingyu Sect can be counted as the limelight this time. ”

The young male cultivator from before agreed: "Yes, if my Jade Immortal Sect also has the talisman master of the Qingyu Sect, I won't have suffered such a heavy loss this time no matter what." He sighed.

An older male cultivator on the side also interjected at the right time: "A talisman master like Mingchen's predecessors, not to mention this upper cultivation realm, even the entire star field is difficult to find a few. ”

It turns out that the talisman master they are talking about is the predecessor of Qingyumen's out-of-body period, and the high-level talisman he made is amazingly destructive, even ordinary people can use it, if it is used properly, a high-level talisman is not impossible to kill the Jindan Yuan infant master.

When He Lang heard this, he couldn't help but think to himself, as we all know, the use of magic talismans requires more or less spiritual power to be poured into them, if it is really as that person said, ordinary people can also use it, even if they do not operate spiritual power, they can also control the talisman, if so, it is true that the sect has taken advantage of it this time.

He Lang's mind moved, if this talisman was so exquisite, if he could get acquainted with that predecessor and learn one or two hand-made talismans, wouldn't he be able to settle down?

But after thinking about it again, I still felt that it was inappropriate, I was a disciple of the Jade Immortal Sect, how could the other party teach me such a secret technique plainly, and I couldn't help but shake my head after thinking about it.

He Lang always felt that the Qingyu Gate they were talking about, the name of Mingchen's predecessors, seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

He Lang has been tormented day and night in the past few days, on the one hand, he has to bear the catastrophe brought about by the Demon Emperor Yuanshen, and he doesn't know when he will backlash, and on the other hand, he has to suppress his feelings for the person in his heart.

And even though the man was by his side, he had to turn a blind eye, which made him feel like a hundred claws scratching his heart and being miserable.

Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, He Lang took the initiative to urge him to go out with Zhan Zhaohua to find Jinyun's whereabouts, which moved Zhan Zhaohua almost speechless, he just looked at He Lang with affectionate eyes, and said in his heart, this brother is really not in vain.

How did he know that He Lang wanted to go out as soon as possible, and the main purpose was to avoid Mo Fei's electric eyes that flew over from time to time.

He Lang felt that if he was electrocuted a few more times, he would be furious if he really didn't know it, and he would die instantly.

Just as He Lang and Zhan Zhaohua were about to leave, hundreds of people slowly walked over from the west side, but it was obvious that most of them were seriously injured, supporting each other and stumbling, walking in their direction.

Zhan Zhaohua saw at a glance that Jin Yun, who had been inquiring for the past few days, seemed to be not seriously injured in that group, and was still supporting another half-dazed female cultivator.

Zhan Zhaohua immediately ran over and helped him pick up the female cultivator and lay it flat on a temporary couch with soft cushions next to him.

After Jin Yun saw Zhan Zhaohua, he burst into tears and threw himself into Zhan Zhaohua's arms.

He Lang was ready to leave with Zhan Zhaohua a moment ago, but he didn't expect that the person he was looking for at this moment would appear in front of him, and he made such a bold move, he couldn't help but be stimulated and his chest became hot, and he secretly thought in his heart that these seven emotions and six desires could really be suppressed, unless he wielded a knife from the palace.

As soon as I thought of this, I immediately dispelled the idea of self-palace, and said in my heart, I was really stunned these days, the more I wanted to control it, the more counterproductive it became, if I could divert my attention, maybe it would not be so painful and unbearable.

Just when He Lang was unrelentingly fighting against the demons, Zhan Zhaohua had already staged a bolder drama.

In this upper cultivation world, the relationship between men and women has always been to avoid behaving frivolously and dissolutely in front of everyone's eyes.

At this time, Zhan Zhaohua and Jin Yun seemed to have completely forgotten the idea of deweathering, and the two kissed as if no one was around.

And not only did the others not accuse, but they all looked at the two with envy, and their eyes were full of blessings.

In fact, this is also easy to understand, the trip to the Ancient Temple is very thrilling, you can hold hands with your beloved for the rest of your life after the catastrophe, who will touch other people's brows and interfere, after all, this place is still very different from ancient China.

This scene is undoubtedly also seen by He Lang, not to mention this life, even in the previous life, he did not have the experience of kissing and hugging a girl, seeing this, a nameless desire 'fire burned in his chest.

He was really angry at this time, and secretly said in his heart, Zhan Zhaohua, are you still a person, don't you swear not to give up if you don't force me to death?

How could I have saved you, a white-eyed wolf?

He Lang was also confused, and others didn't know his current situation.

There was no way, he had to go far away to digest himself.

Just when he was thinking about whether to leave without saying goodbye and find a wilderness mountain village to spend the rest of his life, Brother Jing's voice came.

"He Lang, your mind can't be so big anymore, this is very dangerous to you, you must remember, otherwise not only yourself, but also the people around you will be affected. ”

"Can I still blow myself up and kill the people around me?" He Lang thought to himself, if he really blew himself up, he would be the first to blow up Zhan Zhaohua, the culprit.

"I don't know about this, but the power of the backlash is enough to shatter the souls of the people around me. Brother Jing said coldly.

"But Brother Jing, I really can't control that love demon now, the more I try to control it, the stronger I react. He Lang said aggrievedly.

"Your age is the most emotional period, if you really can't control it, you might as well enter the fairy spirit mirror, so that your body and mind can also be emptied. "Brother Jing finally came up with a very constructive and good idea.

He Lang said excitedly: "Brother Jing, a few days ago, I wanted to enter the fairy mirror, but you said no, I thought that it would never be possible to meet you again in the future." ”

"At that time, the power of the suppression of the soul qi was still unstable, so I couldn't be distracted, but it has been stable recently, and I think it should be fine. ”

When He Lang heard this, he immediately found a place that everyone should not notice, calmed down, and began to control the Yuan Shen to leave the body.

When he stood on the shore of Bishui Lake again, He Lang felt as if he was in a different world.

He took a deep breath, and gradually, his restless mood calmed down.

He sat cross-legged by the lake, closing his eyes and meditating.

The golden python lay obediently on his side, and he didn't move for a long time.

Brother Jing didn't seem to bother him because he had something to do in those three wooden houses, and he felt that the pressure of the past few days had finally eased a little.

I don't know how long it took, Brother Jing told him that Lan Yun and Zhan Zhaohua had called him for a long time, asking him to leave quickly and attach himself to his body.

He Lang listened, and after saying goodbye to the little python brother, he left reluctantly.

Seeing He Lang like this, Brother Jing just shook his head gently, very helpless.