readx;? The wisdom of Great Freedom is mysterious and magical, and it can be used at a great cost. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The key lies in the word Soul Burning.

Only by burning one's own soul can one display the wisdom of great freedom.

The disciples of the Xianmen Dao Path pay attention to attracting qi into the body, dredging the hundred veins, walking like a river, starting to cultivate the soul, strengthening the soul with qi, and cultivating the spirit with refinement.

Once the Great Freedom Wisdom Technique is displayed, it is true that the cultivation speed can be greatly accelerated, but once the soul is burned, then things such as "the spirit is like a river to nourish the soul, and the spirit is strengthened by the spirit to nourish the spirit" has become a joke.

The soul is burned out, how to nourish the soul?

The wisdom of great freedom can be described as a double-edged sword!

However, magic is magic after all.

In the mantra recited by the Yin soldiers, there is another method for nourishing the soul, which is divided into three parts, namely eating people, drinking blood, and devouring souls!

The method of burning the soul and the method of nourishing the soul, in cooperation with each other, not only will not cause the soul to be damaged, but will make the soul more and more powerful!

In the cave.

In an extremely strange tone, the Yin Soldier recited the magic mantra.

In this tone, there is an extremely mysterious temptation that seduces Yokoe's mind, induces him to operate the Great Freedom Wisdom Technique, and induces him to use this secret method to improve the perception and comprehension of the five senses, and to cultivate other Immortal Gate Techniques.

Even, there was a faint voice that sounded in Hengjiang's mind.

"Let's practice! Let's practice! If you don't practice now, when will you wait!"

"After practicing, my cultivation speed has skyrocketed tenfold!"

"After practicing, you will definitely be able to cultivate pure yang in this life, and the immortal path can be expected!"

The magic sound bursts through the heart.

Poof!

Yokoe spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He forcibly bit his tongue to suppress the allure of the magic sound.

"This evil law is really extremely evil! What is the origin of this evil law and this yin soldier?"

Hengjiang gasped for breath, staring at the Yin soldier who was still chanting, but found that the Yin soldier's body was almost transparent, and it would only take another moment for it to disappear.

A few incense candles were taken out by Yokoe and lit in the cave.

He used the method of exorcism of immortals, incense, candles, and fireworks to nourish the Yin soldiers, so that the soul of the Yin soldiers was stable, and the soul would not be scattered.

On a spring night in the mountains, insects chirp.

There was a sound of footsteps, mixed with the sound of insects, stepping towards the cave where the Hengjiang River was.

"Zhao Wuyi!"

Hengjiang looked back, his eyes immediately chilled, he stood up, and put the Yin soldier who had recovered a little vitality into the golden bean and put it in his sleeve.

Zhao Wuji sneered and said: "I followed you all the way out of Mobei City, followed you to this place, and saw that you did not live in the village, but got into this cave, I originally thought that you declared that your disciples were of noble character and did not want to disturb the ordinary people in the village." It's a pity, I never thought that you, Xuanming disciples, seemed to be righteous men and gentlemen on the surface, but in fact, you were a thief and a prostitute, and you actually practiced the method of exorcism!"

Hengjiang stared for a moment, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and said slowly: "There are all kinds of wonderful methods in the Immortal Gate, and the method of exorcising ghosts is only one of them, and it is the right way to use it, and it is the evil law when it is used as an evil way, why can't I cultivate?"

Zhao Wuyi patted the wings of the big black bird beside him, took a few steps forward, blocked the entrance of the cave, and sneered: "Hmph! What a good one is to use righteousness and righteousness, and evil to be evil! Please tell me, what is the method of cannibalism, drinking blood, and devouring souls?"

This Zhao Wuyi actually heard it all!

Hengjiang's eyes were cold, and he didn't want to say more, so he only took out a magic sword with a cold light.

Zhao Wuji saw the magic sword, and his eyes were even more murderous.

Just because this magic sword was originally Zhao Wu's thing, on Chinese New Year's Eve, he entered the Hengjiang Mansion for lightning strikes wood, and fought a big battle.

After the defeat, he not only lost a piece of mutton fat white jade that could be carved into a talisman in Hengjiang, but even the portable magic sword he used to perform the Xianmen Imperial Sword Technique was also taken away by Hengjiang.

Now, Zhao Wuyi's revenge is here!

"If you have cultivated such evil and demonic skills, everyone will be punished! However, what you said earlier is true, if you use it for the right path, it will be the right way, and if you use it for the evil path, it will be the evil law. Such an evil method should fall into my hands, turn evil into good, and use it to kill demons and eliminate demons!"

Zhao Wuyi waved his arm and said, "Tonight, I will do the way for heaven and kill you, the demon!"

The big black bird seemed to have a heart-to-heart with Zhao Wuyi, and when Zhao Wuji waved his hand, he had already rushed into the cave, his wings like a door panel, and he fanned towards Hengjiang.

Hengjiang's eyes were slightly cold, and he used the true fire sword technique in the Jiuyao Jue, raising his sword and slashing, the blade of the sword caught fire, and the flames were blazing.

Bang!

The blackbird was extremely powerful, and he took the sword of Hengjiang and the people, and fanned him back a few steps. The blackbird's feathers are extremely hard, and the armor is the same, even the magic sword can't cut its feathers!

Fortunately, the flame on the sword ignited the blackbird's feathers.

I don't know what kind of bird this bird is, like a crow and like an eagle, it is extremely fierce, and it rushes to Hengjiang despite the fire on its body, raises its beak like an iron pickaxe, and pecks at Hengjiang's chest, trying to pierce him through the intestines and stomach.

Yokoe's eyes were cold, and he rolled on the spot, avoiding the vital part of his chest, but the back of his neck was torn open by the bird's beak and a deep scar that could be seen to the bone.

"What a vicious brute!"

Yokoe covered the wound with his hand, forcibly endured the pain, and got under the blackbird's wings, got into the blackbird's back, and slashed at the blackbird with several swords.

Blazing flames, enveloping the blackbird.

The bird finally got scared and jumped out of the hole.

Zhao Wuyi took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and hit the blackbird, and suddenly a burst of mist rose, extinguishing the flames and saving the blackbird's life.

Yokoe's eyes were cold, and he thought, "On Chinese New Year's Eve, when I fought with him fiercely, I used the fireball technique several times. Now, Zhao Wujiao even prepared the fire extinguishing talisman in advance, and he really came prepared!"

"Hengjiang, if you are willing to lead your neck to be killed, stretch your neck and wait for me to kill, I can leave you a whole corpse, what do you think?"

Zhao Wuyi grinned and sneered, as if Hengjiang was already a fish on a sticky board, just waiting for him to slaughter it.

A bell appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand.

With a slight shake, there was a shocking bell ringing, which shook Hengjiang dizzy and had a headache.

Yokoe gritted his teeth and endured, but a smile appeared on his face.

Hengjiang was murderous in his heart.

He was bent on asking the immortal to ask, and even put aside the grudge between him and Zhao Wuyi for the time being. Unexpectedly, people do not hurt the tiger, and the tiger is harmful to people's hearts!

Faintly, a familiar feeling welled up in Yokoe's heart.

This kind of grudge and vendetta reminds Hengjiang of the past when he sought immortals for ten years and roamed the world.

Over the years, the Hengjiang River has been displaced, and I don't know how many life and death killings have been experienced. That's how the criss-crossed scars on his chest and back came from.

"Sure enough, Gentle Township is a hero's mound!"

A sigh appeared in the mouth of the Hengjiang River.

The grave, the grave also!

"What gentle township, what heroic mound?"

Zhao Wuji shook the bell vigorously and roared: "When death is on the verge of death, I haven't forgotten to pretend to be a ghost and play tricks, I deserve to be a demon outsider, and I deserve to die at my hands!"

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