There are not many records of remnant souls in Dao Ran Qizhi, but it simply describes the reason for the existence of remnant souls and the duration of the existence of remnant souls of various races. However, it is mentioned in a record of soul cultivation that soul cultivation is divided into two veins, one is to cultivate the soul, that is, to make one's own soul devour the remnants of the soul of the deceased, so as to enhance oneself, this kind of soul cultivation is difficult to grow, but once it grows up, it can also have a clear mind when it is poor and dies, and the mind is always sober This is not something that can be possessed by learning a practice, and when performing the exercises, it is difficult for the opponent to resist, unless some special supernatural powers are used, or the Buddha cultivates Tiangang righteousness to suppress it. As long as you can control this remnant soul, and this remnant soul is willing to cooperate, then you will directly enter the ranks of soul cultivation, because this soul cultivation is equivalent to that you have a very spiritual immortal weapon, but this immortal weapon can grow, until one day you can't control it, and the consequence may be that the secondary soul will regurgitate and occupy the body!

Originally, he planned to discuss with this Deer Spirit King to see if he could use it for his own purposes temporarily, but when he saw that it would take the opportunity to grow, Chu Yunxiao decisively gave up this idea.

In a dense forest, although it is the season of mosquitoes, a young man sits cross-legged, and between his hands is hanging a white mist spar, the mist is wrapped around the young man's body, and his body is densely covered with mosquitoes, but the young man is unmoved. The Kundalini content of this spar is really not ordinarily high, it's a pity, although the amount is large, but there is no appetite, this spar is still kept for later use. Chu Yunxiao thought about it with joy.

In the distance, a bald little monk, holding a wooden staff, walked slowly in this dense forest.

"Little bald donkey, do you have some money or treasures on you?" I don't know when, a middle-aged man with a heavy sword in his arms saw the little monk walking and asked.

"Well, the little monk rushed from Dongling Temple to the Thousand Buddha Sect to seek advice on the order of the master, but he got lost in this mountain and forest, and he didn't eat for three days, I don't know if he can use food to satisfy his hunger?" The little monk didn't care what the people in the way said, he had been hungry for three days, and when he saw a middle-aged uncle in this wilderness, how could he not beg for food.

"Oh, I'll go, Lao Tzu, known as 'Bu Liuyin', 'This generation is Lao Tzu's territory, understand? By the way, you monks don't don't go, if you have something to hand over something, otherwise, be careful of your donkey's head!" The middle-aged man said in his heart, grandma's, Lao Tzu asks you for a baby, you ask Lao Tzu for food, he took out a heavy sword and pointed at the little monk and said angrily.

"Oh, robbers, in addition to the pathfinder wooden staff in his hand, the little monk only has this Buddhist cloth, donor uncle, you can do a good job of giving some dry food to help the little monk for a while, and the little monk will spend your life." The little monk learned that the person who came was a robber, but he was a little surprised, he grew up in Buddhism since he was a child, although he had heard of some robbers, but as a person of Buddhism, how could he not understand that such people also have some cornered and helpless to do evil. Spread out your hands to indicate that you have nothing else.

"Is Lao Tzu robbing you, or are you robbing Lao Tzu, little bald donkey, if you really can't take off your clothes, Lao Tzu will let you go. "The middle-aged man was unlucky, I didn't expect to come here early this morning, and I actually met a poor bald donkey, Lao Tzu Bu Liuyin's 'first generation of fame', and when he passed by, he had to pay the price!

"Uncle robber, the little monk is willing to exchange clothes for food, just begging, leaving a pair of underwear. The little monk was hungry with his chest pressed against his back, thought about it and said.

"No! there's no food, and you have to leave your underwear!" said the middle-aged man viciously.

"Then how do you want the little monk to meet people? How do you meet the Buddha after he dies?" The little monk didn't expect that there would be no food, this uncle was too much, and said angrily.

"Okay, Lao Tzu will let you meet the Buddha in front of you in your clothes, and 'Lingxiao Heavy Sword Decision' will be killed!" The middle-aged man was already dissatisfied with his harvest, and he was even more lazy to talk nonsense, so he raised his sword and slashed at the little monk.

"Wait for uncle!" The little monk saw that the uncle was really angry, raised his sword and slashed, and hurriedly spoke.

"Do you have any last words to explain?" The middle-aged man was not in a hurry, after all, this kind of goods is estimated to be solved with a sword, and he took back the heavy sword and asked.

"Uncle robber wants to fight with the little monk, but the little monk hasn't eaten enough, does the uncle think it's fair to the little monk like this?" said the little monk unhurriedly.

"You... , I still want to ask Lao Tzu for food, Lao Tzu tells you that Lao Tzu eats meat!" The middle-aged man was furious, jumped with both feet, and slashed at the little monk with both hands with heavy swords.

"I see.... The little monk said suddenly.

"Demon Suppression!"

Just when the robber's giant sword was about to split there, shining and dazzling head, the little monk's wooden staff poked heavily to the ground, and a golden fighting aura erupted from his body, and under the strong impact, the robber uncle flew out with a muffled snort and crashed into a piece of weed, and not far from the side of the little monk, Chu Yunxiao behind the dense forest was also awakened by this movement, and suddenly opened his eyes and stopped cultivating.

"Uncle robber, don't you really have a vegetarian diet?" the little monk asked loudly when he saw the robber who got up and ran away.

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu repeats, Lao Tzu eats meat!" Although the middle-aged man was running fast, his mouth was still very hard.

"Where did the monk come from? How can you compensate me for interrupting my cultivation?" Chu Yunxiao had reached the seventh level from the fifth level of the Void Spirit Realm in a very short time just now! According to this speed estimate, it was possible for that spar to break through the Void Spirit Realm, but he was interrupted by this little monk, and asked angrily in his heart.

"Are you his accomplice?" The little monk didn't expect that there was another person in this dense forest, turned around and looked at the person who had just spoken, and then pointed to the direction where the robber uncle had fled.

"No, how can you compensate me for interrupting my cultivation just now?" Chu Yunxiao's anger was even stronger, obviously I asked him first, but he not only did not answer very rudely, but also suspected that I was an accomplice of the robbers?

"Little brother, the little monk has been hungry for three days, do you have a vegetarian diet?" said the little monk with a sad face and covering his stomach.

“... Don't you know that the fruit on the tree can be eaten?" Although the little monk did not answer his words again, Chu Yunxiao, who had suffered from hunger, saw that this little monk did not seem to be telling lies, his heart softened suddenly, and he looked at the fruit on the tree and asked.

"Really... Really, can you eat this fruit?" The little monk looked up and looked closely, and sure enough, he found that there were really a lot of green fruits on this tree, and he swallowed his saliva and asked.

Chu Yunxiao didn't speak, he reached out and picked a green fruit and stuffed it into his mouth to eat.

"Little brother, can you help the little monk pick a few?" the little monk asked.

"You're not shorter than me, why don't you pick it yourself. Chu Yunxiao was puzzled.

"The Buddha said that every grass and tree has life. How can the little monk get his hands down?" the little monk asked, stretching out his hand and gently stroking the green fruit on the tree.

"Then you wait to starve to death. Chu Yunxiao decisively turned around and ignored this strange little monk.

The little monk saw that the little brother turned around and left, and said in his heart, although this tree bears fruit, it provokes birds to carve, small tree, little tree, the little monk sees that you are tortured all day long, the little monk does not go to hell, who goes to hell, the little monk will cut off your cause and cross your fruit. A burst of picking...

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