Chapter 188: Good Soul
Looking at the palm-sized red luanbird that swooped over, Gu Feng smiled, and his smile was very treacherous.
"When I enter my sea of knowledge, even the immortals have to kneel for me!" took control of his body with a single thought, sat down, and recovered his consumption, most of his thoughts appeared in the sea of knowledge, looking at the Hongluan Ancestor who was already stunned.
"This, this, this is your sea of knowledge?" Hongluan Ancestor showed an incredible expression.
"How is it?, my sea knowledge is good, right?" Gu Feng pointed to his hand, and a seat appeared, and he sat down, "Hongluan Ancestor, what do you think?"
"Eight Sacred Medicinal ......!" Hongluan Ancestor turned into a human form and took the lead in looking at the medicine field, his lips trembled, and his eyes were hot, "There is also a quasi-immortal medicine, a large amount of Creation Immortal Liquid, Creation, it is really a great creation! Human, could it be that you are the illegitimate son of an immortal? If not, how could there be such a terrifying creation?"
Hahaha!
Gu Feng laughed, "Are you only seeing these?"
Hongluan Ancestor's gaze slowly raised, and he saw a huge fairy chair, his face trembled, his body trembled, he almost knelt down, and said shockingly, "This breath, this breath, makes my soul depressed to the extreme, I feel that I am humble to the extreme, they are ......!"
He saw the body of the immortal lord again, the Sky Splitting Sword hanging across his knees, the small sapling with green light swaying above his head, and the Great Dao Stone on the small sapling.
"This, this, these are ......!" Hongluan Ancestor's face turned pale, and his speech was incomplete.
"Come, come, I'll introduce you!" Gu Feng sat on the chair, slowly floated to the top of the medicine garden, came to the side of the fairy chair, pointed to the lifelike, as if he was alive, and said, "Do you know what his identity is? You definitely don't know, this is an immortal, a real immortal, some people call him the immortal master!"
"Is it really an immortal?" Hongluan Ancestor said in shock, "But how can it appear in your mind? With the breath of an immortal, even if it leaks even the slightest, it can shock you into nothingness!"
"This is my creation!" Gu Feng beckoned, and the ghost bead flew into his hand, he looked at it and said with a smile, "This is the ghost bead, which keeps giving birth to ghost liquid, improving soul power, suppressing ghosts, and it is the supreme treasure of the soul path!"
He turned his gaze, threw the ghost bead out, and pointed at the Sky Splitting Sword on the immortal lord's knee, "This is the immortal soldier, the real immortal soldier, the chair that the immortal lord sits on is also a supreme artifact, what do you think?"
Hongluan Ancestor slowly calmed down, but his trembling body showed that his heart was extremely uncalm, he took a deep breath, and said in a suppressed tone: "My feeling is that I am very happy, very happy, very excited, thank you very much, thank you for giving me so much creation." With these creations, I will definitely be able to break through the shackles, cultivate to break through the sky, break through the void, break through the void, and then break through the void, soar to the upper realm, crisscross the heavens and the earth, and dominate the eternals!"
"You can really dream!" Gu Feng scoffed.
"No, it's not a dream!" Hongluan Ancestor said solemnly, "Swallowing your true soul, doesn't all this belong to me?"
"Hey, after seeing my heritage, you still want to swallow me?"
Hongluan Ancestor let out a breath of turbidity, "I admit it, your background is terrifying, and I almost lost my mind. But so what? Can you control them?"
"No!" Gu Feng shrugged, "but he can!"
He pointed to the sapling.
"That's it?" Hongluan Ancestor knew that the little sapling was extraordinary, but he couldn't feel anything special.
At this time, the little sapling moved, and he just poked out a root, and in a flash, it pierced the body of the Red Luan Ancestor.
"How, how is it possible?" didn't even have a chance to dodge, and now he couldn't even struggle, Hongluan Ancestor's eyes widened, terrified, "What the hell is this?"
"Something that eats people!" Gu Feng shrugged, and saw that the body of the Red Luan Ancestor turned into a wisp of smoke, which was swallowed up by the small sapling, and after a while, it turned into a wisp of pure soul power.
For him, it's huge.
Gu Feng was overjoyed, and immediately ran the exercises to absorb the soul power, but what made Gu Feng helpless was that he couldn't absorb the slightest except to recover the weakness just now.
His soul power had reached its limit.
"Is there no way?" As the thought turned, looking at the little sapling that was still spewing soul power, the true soul pounced and merged into the little sapling without any stopping, and suddenly the wisdom skyrocketed thousands of times, and the thoughts surged like a tide.
At this moment, the mystery of distraction flows in the heart, rapid analysis and deduction, the more you explore, the more you feel that the mystery contained in it is profound, difficult to see, blessed to the soul, the six-character mantra also appears in the heart at the same time, flashing deep things, and the mystery of the sixth syllable 'moo' is about to erupt.
"Distract your mind, cut off the true soul, divide the main soul and the secondary soul, and finally cut out the three secondary souls, but it's not the case, but the ......!" In every moment of the ancient style, the thoughts turned 129,600 times, layer by layer, bold guesses, combined with the mystery contained in the six-character mantra, as well as the myths and legends of the previous life, he finally came to a conclusion.
Distraction, but similar to the method of beheading three corpses.
Thinking of the small sapling, Gu Feng peeked into the deepest secret of distraction.
Bang......!
The true soul of the ancient wind popped out from the small sapling, but he was still immersed in the mystery of distraction, and suddenly a magnificent voice sounded in his soul, like an ancient voice: "All thoughts are one!"
All thoughts, all fused into one, turned into one true soul.
"Kill ......!"
The next moment, the wisdom turned into a knife, opened the world, cut through the world, and descended on the true soul. The pain that can make the will collapse can hit the heart, but Gu Feng keeps a little Lingtai clear and suppresses all distracting thoughts.
The sword of wisdom, like the laws of heaven, cut out the origin of the soul.
The true soul is divided into two parts, one master and one pair.
"No, it's the main soul and the good soul now!"
Gu Feng opened his eyes, his face was pale, and there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were shining, like stars. Thinking of the little sapling, he comprehended the deepest meaning of distraction.
The first layer of distraction is to cut out the main soul as the source, and at the same time cut out the good thoughts, that is, the good soul, which is also the same master and one pair, but it is not the same as before.
Good thoughts, that is, good souls, are their own guardian love, love and righteousness are one, more pure, and more rational, for him, it is not difficult to cut out, after all, he was a soldier who guarded his homeland in his previous life, and in this life he has strengthened his firm belief in protecting the human race and slaughtering foreign races.
"Now that the good soul has just been formed, it is in the initial stage, and it still needs to be tempered! There is also the main soul, which has just been cut down by the sword of wisdom, and the damage is very great, and it needs to be restored!"
Pressing the thought, Gu Feng was distracted and multi-purposed, while refining the ghost liquid to restore the true soul trauma and restore the soul power, he continued to deduce the exercises, and at the same time put away the body of the Hongluan Ancestor, which is a good thing.
The soul power has not been enhanced, and it seems that there is not much change, but compared to before, it is very different.
Today's distraction can be regarded as coming to the right path.
Gu Feng manipulated the golden lotus to resist the flames of the valley, he walked under the fire tung tree, raised his head, looked at the canopy covering the sky, the tall trees, and there was an inexplicable shock in his heart.
Especially from the fire tree, he felt a familiar aura, which was a breath that did not belong to the world.
"It should be the seed left over from the original war, growing through the ages, and finally becoming like this, right? It's just weird, why don't you have spiritual wisdom?" Gu Feng sighed slightly, but without hesitation, he raised his palm and pressed it on the bark, his palm squirmed, poked out a root, and inserted it into the tung tree.
The tung tree swayed slightly, exuding a sense of joy with a vague excitement.
"When death comes, there are such instinctive emotions?" Gu Feng didn't understand, and he didn't understand, and his slightly guilty thoughts faded. In his eyes, the huge fire tree withered rapidly, and the flames of the entire valley flowed back rapidly, and gradually extinguished.
Eventually, the tung tree turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace, and two things appeared in its place.
The faint breath of the little sapling made Gu Feng come to his senses, and he took the seeds that were as crystal clear as fire crystals, and there was a flame flowing inside, and he felt the powerful vitality contained in them, and Gu Feng whispered: "Is this the seed left by the fire tree?"
If he felt something, he put this seed into the depths of the medicine field, planted inside, affected by the qi of creation, and the breath of the small sapling, I don't know if there will be any changes.
Then Gu Feng looked at something else, it was a red egg burning with flames, half a foot high, with dense runes on it, ancient and mysterious, noble and powerful.
"Suzaku Egg ......!" Gu Feng smacked his lips and licked his tongue, "Do you want to swallow it?"
He sensed it carefully and found that this Vermilion Bird Egg contained an astonishing amount of power fluctuations, and it was as majestic as the sea, but unfortunately, the soul power fluctuations were extremely weak, like a small flame in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.
"Just born with a weak spiritual intelligence? Or is it the previous Vermilion Bird Nirvana, the divine soul has been hit hard, and it has not recovered so far, but is going to die?"
I couldn't guess it, and I suppressed the desire to swallow it, and I also buried it in the medicine garden and the seeds of the fire tung tree.
At this point, he understood one thing, this Vermilion Bird Egg was protected by the Fire Tung Tree and did not appear in the world, and the Fire Tree was a terrifying place comparable to the immortal medicine, although it did not have great magical powers, the power of the world was difficult to shake.
Now it has been swallowed by a small sapling.
Looking at the red valley, no, now this has become a huge basin with a radius of two or three hundred miles, Gu Feng sighed and said sadly: "Third sister, you can go with peace of mind, your hatred, your hatred, I will start with the bird clan and use their blood to pay tribute to you!"
He sat down, took over the huge essence fed back by the small sapling, and guided him into the dantian, further opening up the dantian space and strengthening the sea of qi.
The essence qi was too huge, the dantian qi sea reached its limit, and as soon as Gu Feng's mind moved, he guided a stream of essence qi and bombarded it towards a trick point.
With the experience of opening up the trick point in the body, this time it was very easy, and I opened up another trick point. The potential of this trick point, relatively speaking, is slightly inferior to the Jizhong point and the dantian.
The essence is guided, and the points are expanded.
In addition to being vigilant about the surroundings, Gu Feng calmed down to cultivate, opened up the tricks, and improved his strength, until he felt a touch of murderous intent, and then opened his eyes.