It was night, in Huanxi Village, Yaoqin was already asleep, but Shen Qiu's eyes were open.

Just now, the two of them tried the "wedding gift" sent by Hua Qing, the yin and yang in the room health preservation technique, the effect is good, the love makes the yin and yang harmonious, which makes people refreshed.

This is the orthodox Taoist art in the room, which is not as extreme as the kind of yin and yang evil technique used by Qu Xie, and does not take the path of collecting yin to supplement yang, or picking yang to supplement yin.

According to Hua Qing, the evil art that Qu Xie got from Penglai at the beginning, in the final analysis, was also a miracle of Xuanmen, but Penglai did a little trick and foot, plus Qu Evil abused, so he came to such an obscene end.

Everything has to have a degree.

If you can restrain your desires, the yin and yang of the intercourse will naturally be beneficial to both men and women.

From this point of view, manual work should also be done less.

Seeing his beloved wife's ruddy face and long breathing, he knew that in the long run, even if Yaoqin didn't practice martial arts, she could still get a strong body and avoid all diseases.

In the darkness, Shen Qiu chuckled, he stood up quietly, put on his clothes, and walked out the door.

Huanxi Village is very quiet at night.

The starlight overhead, the moonlight of the last quarter moon sprinkled on the valley, and some light was reflected on the waterfall under the creek in the distance, and human figures could be faintly seen.

Xiao Tie practiced swordsmanship there, and Shen Qiu looked at it for a few breaths and didn't go to disturb him.

He walked alone in this silent village, and his keen perception could hear the breathing of Qingqing and Xuanyu, and the two girls had already fallen asleep.

Zhang Lan hid in a room on the edge, with the light on, holding a scroll, probably studying poison arts.

At the edge of the well-tended medicine field, the white monkey king in a shabby robe was holding his bamboo stick and protecting him outside the bamboo building, and Miss A-Qing should have also entered the practice of sitting and forgetting in meditation and pranayama.

Listening to Qingqing, this ape male monkey king grew up with Ah Qing girl, and is the only friend of this Huanxi village girl in the mountains.

Shen Qiu didn't bother the others, he didn't make a sound, walked to the depths of the village, chose an uninhabited house, and pushed the door to enter it.

Ignoring the dusty decorations around him, he just sat cross-legged in the middle of the house.

If you don't light the lamp, it's like being in the dark.

After a breath, in the dream, Shen Qiu sat on the ground.

Different true qi walked everywhere in his body, and under the influence of the five elements source point of the dantian fusion, they began to merge with each other, and the true qi of the five attributes was being transformed and fused into one little by little according to Shen Qiu's vision.

It has been more than a month since Taihang, and this miraculous skill has also been sharpened to a mellow place.

Cold, scorching, warm, tough, sharp, the five attributes seem to be worn away.

However, in the newborn five-color true qi, there seems to be all five attributes at the same time.

All kinds of wonders, all in it.

What's even better is that due to the continuous changes of the five elements, the other four types of true qi that are not majestic have also become condensed rapidly under the nourishment of Shuoxue Xuangong.

As long as the flow of the five elements does not stop, Shen Qiu only needs to specialize in one miracle skill, and the other four exercises will improve their true qi.

And as other exercises become more and more profound, Shuo Xue's cold qi, which has been stuck in the bottleneck, will also be born under the five elements, breaking through the bottleneck, and without the help of Changbai Hanqi, Shen Qiu will also have the hope of breaking through the Xuangong Dacheng.

Although this time can take a long, long time.

But something is better than nothing.

Besides, the long time is meaningless for Shen Qiu, who treats a day as ten days.

The body that was once flowing in the five-colored true qi and almost wanted to explode quickly settled down as the cycle was completed.

Shen Qiu looked at his own true qi in the sea of stars, and in the dantian, the five cyclones were still there, constantly supplying true qi into his body.

That's the starting point.

In the center of the five cyclones, the seven colors of the five-colored true qi were also slowly circulating.

This is the end.

In the sea of stars, the sun is cold, the sun is scorching, and the earthy yellow and cyan are intertwined, and there are warm spots of light flowing in the sea of stars.

Everything in this body really has the appearance of the sea of stars.

As Shen Qiu's cultivation deepened, one day, this "small universe" in his body would truly evolve into a boundless sea of stars.

At that time, Shen Qiu's miraculous skills of the Five Elements Mystic Method would be considered a great achievement.

"This kind of cycle is not stable, and when facing the enemy, if you lack a blind eye, it will make the cycle chaotic, and there must be a wonderful method to suppress it from the outside. This kind of cycle is indeed subtle, but it is not good to be too subtle.

Only the simple structure of stupid black and thick can be more strong and durable. ”

Shen Qiu opened his eyes and rubbed his chin.

"Whew"

He breathed a sigh of relief, thumped his hands, and said:

"The Yin and Yang Qiankun lock left by Uncle Ren also has to start cultivating, with that miraculous skill, locking the true qi, consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan, punishing the evil and not invading, and then using it to strengthen the circulation of the five elements in the body.

This miracle is the real completion of the research.

However, after learning the Qiankun lock, it will be temporarily useless if you sacrifice yourself, unless you are like Uncle Ren, after breaking the Qiankun lock, you can give up your life, which can be regarded as a gain and loss.

In the days that followed, I would first focus on the study of the 'Shenwu' secret technique. ”

He lifted his finger in a dream.

The cold air swayed, and it was like magic, and the cold suddenly changed, turning into a ball of fire, and then in the moment of Shen Qiu's hand, he made a wisp of sharp energy, stabbing out like a sword.

"The five elements are born together, and yin and yang hold each other.

The two instruments are balanced and changeable.

The magic machine is free, the inside is good, the jade bones are cast outside, the hundred points are one, there is no end, it is really a peerless good exercise! ”

Shen Qiu laughed, propped his hands on his knees, and didn't care that his body had been soaked in blood, like a bloody person.

He raised his head and looked at the Dongling Immortal Monarch above his head who didn't say a word.

He said:

"Xianjun, why don't you please give me a name for this miraculous feat."

"How about calling it 'Death Delivery'?"

Dong Lingjun replied coldly.

"Not good, not good."

Shen Qiu stood up, wiped the blood stains on his face, and said:

"When my Lechuan Sect was first established, there must always be a town school martial arts, so let's call it 'Lechuan Sutra'.

It's a pity that now Shen only has half a volume, think about it, and wait until the day he kills Xianjun, his mind is psychic, and he is happy, and the remaining half volume can also be understood. ”

When Dong Lingjun heard this, he sneered and said:

"You do have a genius, but unfortunately you are as talented as rotten wood, and your potential has been exhausted, even if you really understand the magic tricks?

From the perspective of ordinary people such as you, you Shen Qiu are limited to the root bones, and it is already the limit to be able to go to the half-step heavenly list.

This martial arts thing, like cultivating immortals, is diligent and attentive, so you have to decide the starting point.

Only by holding on to each other's talents can we reach the end. ”

"If you want to kill Benjun, with your Shen Qiu's ability, you can't do it for a hundred years."

"Xianjun is right."

Shen Qiumo rubbed his chin, nodded, and said:

"Indeed, if you give the sword jade to Qingqing, in three years, with Qingqing's talent, it will be easy to break through the heavenly list, Shen's inferior root bone is indeed a drag on me.

But Xianjun should not be in a hurry. ”

He raised his head, smiled at Dong Lingjun, and said:

"Next, Shen is going to solve this problem, as Shen said, Xianjun is here, leisurely watching Shen sharpen his knife, and when the blade is sharpened, please go down to Huangquan."

"Shen will let Xianjun watch the whole process of me sending you to death, and will make Xianjun clearly feel that death is coming step by step.

Just like on the first night, he made an oath to kill,

Like mortals, you sink into fear, resisting the dawn of the next day, the hour of execution, and that fear weakens you.

By the time the next day comes, you will no longer have the strength to bear the consequences of staying up late and being filled with fear. ”

Shen Qiu blinked his eyes and said to Dong Lingjun:

"Death is not a relief, Xianjun, for you, the road to death is the most painful punishment, I don't just want to kill you.

I'm going to crush your soul. ”

"I'll let you admit it for yourself, an immortal like you is more than a step weaker than us mortals!"

"I will look forward to seeing that touch of shame in the eyes of the Immortal Monarch, killing your divine soul and destroying your Dao heart, as long as you open your mouth and beg for mercy.

Xianjun, as long as you say that you are wrong. ”

Shen Qiu waved his hand, turned around and walked away, he said:

"Maybe Shen is in a good mood, and he will spare your dog's life, just like that old man who is dustless."

"In vain, you want to let Benjun be like that weak man with no bones, wagging his tail at your feet and begging for mercy?"

Dong Lingjun, who was hanging in the air, shouted:

"You mortal, just delusional!"

"Say what."

Shen Qiu waved his hand and said indifferently:

"I don't think that old Tao is like you, who rotted a thousand years ago, his hands were black, his heart was black, and his whole body smelled of it.

But there is still salvation.

Oh, by the way, he is now the keeper of my Lechuan Sect's Tongtian Martial Realm, a very useful tool man, and a very capable employee under Shen, Xianjun should not humiliate him. ”

After speaking, Shen Qiu's figure flashed, disappeared into this dream space, and in the next moment, he came to the platform that restrained Chengying's old way.

The Sword Jade Fantasy Dream was born based on Shen Qiu's dream, and now that he has the magic method of manipulating the aura of the black sand, he can naturally divide different spaces, and he is moved by Shen Qiu's mind and is ever-changing.

When he came, the spirit of the old way was sitting on this empty platform, wrapped in a faint aura, and was practicing hard.

It is a wisp of remnant soul.

It's not as complete and weak as Dong Lingjun, otherwise it wouldn't even be able to take down the mountain ghosts.

Feeling Shen Qiu's arrival, the old Taoist spirit opened his eyes, interrupted his cultivation, stood up, and respectfully treated Shen Qiu, really like a dog.

But in fact, this old way is not the kind of person who tends to be inflammatory.

His body was destroyed more than 20 years ago, when Taihang was destroyed, and in the Xianmen Tribulation, his soul was almost devoured by monsters, and he could only survive in the Chengying Sword with secret methods.

All these years have been in a daze and sleep, until that night Taihang ascended the Ten Thousand Souls Array, was awakened by the impact of the aura, and was about to do the thing of seizing away.

In other words, he is different from Dong Lingjun, he is unaware of the changes in the outside world for more than 20 years, and after being detained by Kenyu, he also wants to resist.

But after being beaten twice by mountain ghosts and Shen Qiu, he recognized the reality.

Reiki!

The sword jade is full of aura, and for a monk like him who was born in mortal dust but admires the immortal way, it is really a blessed land.

And Shen Qiu, who controls the sword jade, is also an immortal-like figure in the eyes of this old Taoist.

This fairy family's business, can it be called kneeling and licking?

When he encountered a calamity, he should have died and disappeared, but he got the curtain of the immortals, he could get a place to live, and he could also get some aura to repair his soul, which was his luck.

If you serve the immortals with this, can you call it a dog's leg?

It's called a big chance!

At the end of the millennium, the Fa descended, and it was a lay monk like them, who begged their grandfather to sue their grandmother, but they couldn't ask for it.

"Sect Master."

Lao Dao greeted respectfully.

Shen Qiu waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have to be so polite, and seeing that this old Dao divine soul was much more condensed than before, he knew that he had achieved success in cultivation these days.

"How long will it take for the soul to be repaired?"

Shen Qiu asked.

"I have been given the aura by the sect master to practice, but the old way collided with the immortal spirit beast at the beginning, and he was too badly injured, with the current progress, I am afraid it will take a few years to recover the divine soul."

The old man sighed and answered truthfully.

Shen Qiu nodded, and asked again:

"I heard you say more than 20 years ago, and you told me that when the demon cat attacked Taihang, you used the method of soul splitting to get a wisp of soul to escape, and it was left in the Chengying Sword.

I wondered, can this spirit still be separated? ”

"Yes."

When Wuchenzi saw the sect master's question, he twisted his beard, cheered up, and said frankly:

"This technique of soul splitting is the secret inheritance of my Taihang Immortal Sect.

Although the aura has not existed for thousands of years, the inheritance of my Xianmen magic method has not been broken, and when Lao Dao took over the Xianmen Sect, he was also able to use the aura behind the shadow stone wall to cultivate the soul.

At that time, he used the method of soul splitting, leaving a sword shadow behind the stone wall.

The sect master has also seen it with his own eyes, and the sword shadows of the past generations behind the stone wall have inherited the sword shadows, and those sword shadows are actually the soul of the previous generations of masters.

It is supplemented by the afterimage left by the shadow swordsmanship.

When the sect master asked about this, wasn't he also interested in this method of distraction? ”

"Yes."

Shen Qiu didn't hide it, he said to the old Tao:

"I want to ask you, if the soul of a god can be divided, can the soul of a mortal be cut too?"

"This..."

Wuchenzi's complexion changed slightly, and he said:

"Yes, but that's the Soul Snatcher.

After the cultivation of this immortal soul, it is extremely condensed, even if it is distracted by a few wisps, there is no damage to the soul body, and it can be restored as long as it is recuperated with aura.

But mortals are fragile in their hearts.

Once the three souls and seven spirits are divided, the heart and soul will be traumatized, which is no more than physical trauma, let alone more cultivation can be recovered. ”

Shen Qiu nodded, he thought for a few breaths, and then asked:

"Is it fatal to lose a soul and soul?"

"Not really."

Lao Dao probably guessed Shen Qiu's thoughts, and he replied softly:

"As long as you don't move your soul, even if you take away a few of the seven spirits, you won't kill people. It's just that this soul is connected, and once the soul is injured, it will be reflected on the body.

The mortal body, if it loses its soul, it will become weaker and weaker, if it is in the age of fairies, it will attract ghosts to possess it, but today the aura does not exist, there is no worry about losing the soul. ”

Speaking of this, Lao Dao glanced at Shen Qiu, and he said:

"If you can't recover your soul, even if you are a top master in the rivers and lakes, you will be riddled with diseases.

Don't say that it is extremely difficult to maintain the essence of the whole body if you take the martial arts path again.

Once the soul is cut out, no matter how wonderful the martial arts are, they will be greatly discounted, and if they are taken away, they will be completely strange and become ordinary people. ”

"Okay, then you teach me this."

Shen Qiu said to Wuchenzi:

"I don't hide it from you, you also know about Penglai, I want to fight against Penglai and other behemoths, I don't have enough manpower, I want you to help one or two.

If you admire the Immortal Dao, I will grant you this opportunity.

If I win in the end and revive the aura of the world, you can also be regarded as a meritorious man, and let your soul get rid of the shackles, return to the world, and take the right path of immortals.

Would you like to? ”

Lao Dao's heart moved, his eyebrows raised, and there was a touch of joy in his eyes.

These days, he has been working hard and finally waiting for this sentence.

He was not entangled, let alone pretentious, his hands were in front of him, bowed to Shen Qiu to the end, and said very sincerely:

"The old Taoist made a mistake, and he was rescued by the sect master, and he will definitely assist him with his heart in the future and not disappoint the sect master."

"Don't say that."

Shen Qiu raised his head and looked at the light and shadow above his head, which seemed to be more vivid stars.

He stretched out his hand, and the scene of this lonely platform changed even though the aura of the black sand was flying.

The surrounding scene changes, and it is no longer a monotonous black sand territorial sea, but the starlight overhead turns into auspicious clouds, and the platform here continues to rise, like a high mountain, straight into the clouds.

There is a clear sky overhead, and waterfalls under your feet.

The raging spring water flows straight down and turns into a waterfall that reaches the sky.

The silver light was scattered, and floating island platforms appeared everywhere, like climbing the steps of this dragon gate fish leap.

Behind him and Lao Dao, the shadows are building, the clouds and mist are shaking, as if there is a majestic and majestic gate of heaven to rely on, above the gate of heaven, between the clouds and mist, there are four big characters in the book.

"Heavenly Martial Realm"

In a flash, the world was changed, even if it was just in the sword jade dream, but there was still a scene of immortals.

The old man looked fascinated.

This is the magic method of the immortals in his imagination.

"It used to be a little shabby, but now it's a little bit of a look."

After doing all this, Shen Qiu clapped his hands and said to the old Taoist beside him:

"You are in the midst of spiritual things, I can see every move clearly, and I don't ask you to die, you do things with your heart, good and bad things, I can also see them.

Here, the main body of the dream has been differentiated, and there is enough aura.

After that, you presided over the Tongtian Martial Realm for me, and while healing in this place, you also had to do things well.

In the next few days, this Heavenly Martial Realm will be very lively.

You'll be busy, too. ”