Xiang Qingxi walked to the Jiuqu Bridge, holding on to the railing, and wanted to use runes to make a defensive formation, but he felt that if he made a defensive formation for the whole of the courtyard, he should not have done half of it, and he would die of exhaustion, the area was too large, and he needed the support of a very strong spiritual force, so he had to do it, make a simple small-scale defensive formation, and quickly walked towards the basement on the third floor.

He put the newly made defensive array in the basement, and only then did he turn the hammer, cut a hole in the wall, and took out the gear lockbox inside, and did not sweep it with his divine sense, but twisted it with the numbers in his memory.

The gears were stirred and crunched because they had not been used for a long time, but after the box used the code, a crunch was heard, and the box ...... It was opened, and a jade box like a divine consciousness was quietly displayed inside.

Xiang Qingxi knew that there should be a jade slip and a cold eggshell in this jade box, it was this eggshell that opened the door of time and space in the dream, whether this time it was the same as in the dream, Xiang Qingxi also did not know.

With excitement, Xiang Qingxi carefully took out the jade box and put it on the ground, this jade box has a cold feeling, as soon as the lid of the jade box is opened, a cold air rushes out, and the temperature in the basement drops instantly.

Xiang Qingxi blew on his hand, and the sound of exhaling was like being frozen. The biting chill that the soul has to bow down to it, this is like an eggshell that has hatched a chick, crystal clear, beautiful, and exudes a charming luster.

Xiang Qingxi rubbed his hands, gave himself a little warmth, then reached out to pick up this eggshell-like thing, and felt a bone-piercing cold rushing down his arm to his head, as if the divine bead between his eyebrows was about to run out uncontrollably.

As soon as his mind moved, he took this thing and flashed into the Divine Bead. Just after Xiang Qingxi entered the Divine Bead, this eggshell came out of his hand, turned into stars and scattered all over the Divine Bead, and the scattered stars quickly disappeared, all of which merged into the Divine Bead.

"Boom", Xiang Qingxi felt that his head seemed to be cracked, his eyes were black in pain, and he almost fainted, but he held the divine pot with his hand so that he didn't let himself fall, and the whole divine bead began to shake, and the rumbling sound continued.

In Xiang Qingxi's God's perspective, the edge of the boundary membrane of the Divine Bead continued to expand outward, and the rootless soil began to churn and stretch outward as if it were alive, not knowing how many miles away.

At the bottom of the Divine Pot, a circular regular dark pattern was formed, and this dark pattern kept rotating around the Divine Pot, surrounding the Divine Pot and the small pool, and then a branch grew out of the dark pattern, growing towards the space-time tunnel on the boundary membrane.

There was also a thin film in the space-time tunnel to prevent Xiang Qingxi from entering, but when the branches composed of dark lines grew here, this thin film broke in response.

In the depths of Xiang Qingxi's mind, a mark was formed, this mark was like a key, and the space-time tunnel was a lock, and this mark could open the door to time and space, that is to say, with this mark, time and space could travel at will, but Xiang Qingxi did not laugh out loud because of this.

Because he clearly felt that as long as he wanted to activate the space-time tunnel, his poor little spiritual power would be sucked dry, so it was better not to try it lightly.

This burst did not end, when the space-time tunnel could be penetrated, the surface of the gourd flashed with purple light, and gradually climbed some lines as if it had been carved by a knife. Seeing this, Xiang Qingxi knew that as long as his hand was up, the lines would pop out and drill into his body along his arm.

Xiang Qingxi also knew that if he touched the dark lines under his feet again, he would have an endless sadness in his heart, which was sadness from the depths of his memory, he didn't see it clearly in his dream, he didn't know what he saw, he only knew that there was sadness from the bottom of his heart.

That feeling was too uncomfortable, and when Xiang Qingxi hesitated whether to touch it, the purple light on the surface of the divine pot floated up, poured into Xiang Qingxi's eyebrows, and turned into "Soul Devouring Dafa", "Often like a deep box, always like a deep valley, absorbing spirits, turning spirits into soul devouring." ”

Immediately, a note was also engraved into the depths of Xiang Qingxi's soul, "Take yourself as the sea, take the people as the river, embrace all rivers in the sea, exercise the law, absorb the true spirit, and use it." Practice the muscles and bones on the outside, practice the natural qi on the inside, walk on the void and touch the spiral force of things, and the hand does not see the hand, and the hand follows me when I see it......"

Before Xiang Qingxi could digest these, the dark lines on the ground floated and surged towards the space-time tunnel, in an instant, the space-time tunnel flashed violently, and in a flash, Xiang Qingxi felt that he saw a misty world, which seemed to be far away, but also very close, he saw the brothers in the new world, and saw his parents and relatives, but the style of painting changed, these brothers were there to bear the torment of the oil pot, and the parents were suffering from the ravages of Daoshan, Shengnan, Ruoyan, and a woman with a cloak gradually became clear, but he still couldn't see clearly, and he was undergoing the torture of digging out his heart。

But I don't know when, Xiang Qingxi has burst into tears, and the sadness from the depths of his memory has completely occupied his heart. He finally knew where this sadness came from, he knew that he was full of sadness, and he was full of anger, and in that moment, he seemed to know everything, and when he woke up, he forgot the memory.

He felt that his spiritual power was growing exponentially, although he still couldn't enter and exit the Divine Bead freely, but he knew that if he entered and exited the Divine Bead in the future, he would not have the kind of fatigue of being sucked dry, and he could even travel through time and space, but he could only pass through, and maybe he couldn't come back.

Letting go of the urge to explore everything, Xiang Qingxi returned to calm, all this that appears now, although it will develop according to the process in the dream, but there are some subtle differences, I don't know if this changing butterfly will have a huge effect, Xiang Qingxi can only wait and see now.

After resting in the Shenzhu for a while, he pondered the "Soul Devouring Dafa", and it can be seen from the commentary that the method is roughly divided into two methods: external practice and internal cultivation. External practice is tangible, and internal cultivation is intangible. The realm of internal cultivation becomes higher with the improvement of external practice, and internal cultivation in turn greatly promotes the rapid improvement of external practice. The highest level of internal cultivation will be the realm of "only understanding, but difficult to convey".

The method of external training is divided into partial training and overall training. The purpose of local training is to train local fingers, palms, and arms to be as soft as a skin snake, so that they can get their hands like snakes and stick to each other.

The overall training is to cultivate oneself into a steel ball that can rotate rapidly on its own and is prone to displacement. Although it is a point of the steel ball that comes into contact with an object or person, the force it is subjected to is the rotation and impact force of the entire steel ball.

The law of internal cultivation is to use the dantian as a valley, inhale the enemy spirit along the meridians, turn the enemy spirit into a used one in the dantian, and then disperse into the meridians.

For example, when the palm finger touches the enemy's skin, it is like a steel cone human muscle, burrowing into the dead wood, and the strength is brave enough to destroy the inner abdomen of the person and break the muscles and bones. Its shot is vicious, and those who touch it are miserable, and the whole body is exhausted, so it is very easy to hurt people.