"Can murderous aura be so powerful?"

Looking at Bai Mei suspiciously, Cao Beifeng still couldn't figure it out, was the murderous aura that even mortals could accumulate really the kind of terrifying means that Bai Mei had just used?

Seeing Cao Beifeng's suspicions, Bai Mei spread out his palm, and a black grit slowly floated in his palm: "Do you know what this is?"

Staring at the mass of suspended material like iron sand in the palm of Bai Mei's palm, Cao Beifeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in shock: "This is yours...... Murderous?"

Murderous!

A spiritual and mental being, just like a monk's divine thoughts, the monk can drive his divine thoughts to move objects and transmit sound and communication, but he cannot condense the formless and insubstantial divine thoughts into entities.

The same is true of murderous energy, the existence of the spiritual and material level wants to appear in the form of reality, which is not in line with the world's norms.

"You can actually condense the murderous aura into an entity, how did you do it?" The indescribable shock kept echoing in Cao Beifeng's heart, looking at the black substance in the palm of his white eyebrows, Cao Beifeng hesitated.

"It's actually quite simple...... It's a qualitative change formed by quantitative change, and then a little trick is added. With a shock of his palm, the entity that had condensed the murderous aura was dispersed, and Bai Mei reached out and took out a bamboo slip from the ring of the head and handed it to Cao Beifeng.

"This is a secret story that I accidentally read the Dao, which records the autobiography of an ancient soul path monk.

In this autobiography, there is no mention of the cultivation method of the soul path, but it does record the soul path monk's exploration of a new path. ”

Taking the bamboo slip, Cao Beifeng opened it and flipped through it: "What process?"

"This soul path cultivator is born with a weak soul, and cultivating the soul path will do half the work. Ninety-eight years old can only be able to build a foundation, after he built the foundation, he worked hard to cultivate to the Soul Condensing Realm, but found that he was born with a weak soul, and it was almost impossible to advance to the Baoding Realm.

After seeking all the elders of the sect and finding no solution, this person left the sect and came to the mountains alone to cultivate. He gave up all other cultivation methods and devoted himself to forging his own soul.

10 years, 20 years, 50 years......

On his deathbed, he had tempered his soul to a point that even he could not define. At the same time, he also infinitely superimposed and compressed his divine thoughts, and used powerful divine souls to provide a huge number of divine thoughts for qualitative change.

Ultimately......

He condensed his thoughts into physical objects!"

Turning the last page of the bamboo slip, Bai Mei pointed to an object with six corners on this page, as bright as a diamond crystal, and said, "He called this ...... Thoughts!"

"Thoughts...... In this way, your murderous spirit is condensed with this concept of his. Gripping the bamboo slip in his hand, Cao Beifeng said.

"Well, spiritual beings condense into entities, and the existence that runs through the two worlds of spirit and flesh cannot be resisted without the corresponding power. Just like you just did. Looking at Cao Beifeng, Bai Mei chuckled.

"Can you not mention it just now......" After getting the answer from Bai Mei, Cao Beifeng recalled the embarrassment he had just now, and couldn't help but sigh with his forehead, his reputation was ruined like this.

"Speaking of which, how can you have such a huge murderous aura. According to what is said in this bamboo slip, if you want to condense the spiritual substance of murderous qi into an entity, the murderous qi required is definitely massive.

You ......" wanted to speak and stopped, but in the words that Cao Beifeng didn't say directly, he was questioning how Bai Mei had accumulated such a huge murderous aura.

In Cao Beifeng's eyes, murderous energy should only be accumulated by killing.

Knowing what Cao Beifeng was thinking, Bai Mei chuckled: "You think too much, I'm not a murderer." The sword cultivation of the Diyang Realm is withering, and it is normal for you not to know.

The master of the sword path is killed, but as long as the sword cultivator has never killed a person, the killing qi in the body will continue to increase with cultivation and time.

Ordinary sword cultivators can't use this murderous aura, for fear that it will affect their minds, and they will regularly use secret methods to eliminate too much murderous aura in their bodies.

When this kind of secret method was prosperous in sword cultivation, it was called: Wash the sword!"

"I see, I really thought you had a penchant for killing. Pretending to wipe the sweat on his forehead that was not there at all, jokes are jokes, and understanding that Bai Mei does have the means to capture the Yuan Fetus in life, Cao Beifeng said with a serious face: "But how are we going to fish out the Yuan Fetus Power in this Thunder Scorching City."

You can't force your way, can you?"

"This matter is indeed the biggest problem right now, the Lei Zhuo tribe is no smaller than the Yituo tribe. The people in the ordinary tribe are not qualified to approach the power of the Yuan Fetus at all. ”

Standing at the top of the valley, looking at the Thunder Burning City hundreds of miles away, Bai Mei had a lot of thoughts in his heart, thinking about how to deceive the Yuan Fetus power in the Thunder Burning City.

Just when Bai Mei and Cao Beifeng were at a loss for this matter, a rainbow light from the northwest swept across the heads of Bai Mei and Cao Beifeng.

With eyes like an eagle, he saw the owner of this rainbow through the barrier of the rainbow, his white eyebrows narrowed, and then he praised: "It's her." God help me!"

Hearing Bai Mei's tone of slight joy, Cao Beifeng said, "What's the matter, do you know that woman just now?"

"Recognize. And she appeared at this time, which helped us a lot!" Bai Mei said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Cao Beifeng said curiously.

"The woman who was driving the rainbow just now is the daughter of the current Lei Zhuo tribe Lei Zhuo Dayi, Lei Zhuo Haiwei. Twenty-five years ago, this woman married the son of the great sacrificial wine of the Dingwang tribe, Dingwang Zhengxiong.

Now that he suddenly returned to Lei Zhuo City alone, it seemed that the two of them had a quarrel, and this Lei Zhuohai went back to his parents' house to complain in a fit of anger. Bai Mei said.

"What does that have to do with us?" Cao Beifeng wondered.

"King Ding. The only grandson of the Dingwang tribe's big sacrificial wine, he is arrogant and arrogant, relying on his grandfather's status and strength, almost no one is in his eyes, and he is a well-known gentleman in the Dingwang tribe and even the entire upper echelons of Zhenxu Mountain.

At that time, the Lei Zhuo tribe was about to fall to the thirty-sixth tribe because the tribe had been squeezed out by the discordant tribe several times. And it just so happened that Dingwang Zhengxiong fell in love with Lei Zhuohaiwei again.

In order to prevent the clan from being kicked out of the thirty-six tribes, Lei Zhuo had no choice but to marry Lei Zhuoweier to King Dingwang Zhengxiong.

Of course, it turns out that Lei Zhuo did the right thing. After marrying with the Dingwang tribe, the Lei Zhuo tribe changed its previous decline, and with the support of the Dingwang tribe, it rose step by step, not only stepping on all the hostile tribes.

The patriarch Lei Zhuo Dayi himself also successfully condensed into the Yuan Fetus and advanced to the Yuan Fetus.

Over the years, the Lei Zhuo tribe has been getting better and better. However, the root of all this still lies in the support of the Dingwang tribe behind them.

Now that Lei Zhuo Haiwei suddenly returned to Lei Zhuo City, he must have quarreled with King Ding, Zhengxiong.

For the sake of the development of the clan, what do you think of the righteousness of Lei Zhuo?" looked at Cao Beifeng with a chuckle, and said with white eyebrows.

"Are you saying that Lei Zhuo Dayi will take Lei Zhuo Haiwei to the Dingwang clan to reconcile this conflict between husband and wife? I don't think so, no matter how Lei Zhuo Dayi says it, he is a great power, will it be too bad to lose his identity in doing so. Cao Beifeng analyzed.

"Lei Zhuo Dayi is a person who understands the general situation, otherwise he would not have known that Dingwang Zhengxiong was a gentleman, and married his baby daughter to him.

For the sake of the Thunder Burning Clan, he will definitely go! And as long as he leaves this Thunder Burning City, he will not want to go back!"

The negative hand stared at Lei Zhuocheng, his white eyebrows were cold, and every word seemed to make the river turn into ice.

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