Chapter 39: Shinto
"Planning for 10,000 years, the remnant god of the year, you dare to calculate me!"
Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from Han's body, and this aura surpassed the knot pill and reached the terrifying realm.
The pupils in his eyes spread out, and there seemed to be nine purple soul lamps shining.
He roared, and his whole person turned into a streamer, heading straight for the direction in which Su Hao disappeared. 、
But the moment he stepped out, a black knife suddenly slashed!
Han hurriedly responded to the battle, and raising his hand was a punch!
Faced with the sword, his body staggered back a few steps. His pupils contracted violently, and at some point in front of him, a skeleton appeared, the skeleton was intact, and there was purple fire shining in his eye sockets.
"Get out!"
The skeleton spoke, roaring with rage, and the vicissitudes of life.
"You guard the immortals, and I seal the ancients. Why bother me?" Han spoke, his eyes shining with a soul lamp. Like a flame burning.
"He has... immortal fate, in this Beichen, blessed by the Lord. The skeleton spoke, his tone indifferent: "Either you get out or you fight." With me, he's unharmed!"
Han's eyes flickered, and the soul light in his eyes flickered, revealing fear.
He snorted coldly, stepped out, and disappeared into the mountains and forests.
The black skeleton followed, and again, vanished.
Not long after they left, a figure approached in an instant, dressed in white, it was Lin Haotian.
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In the Beichen Mountains, in the valley hundreds of miles away, Su Hao's figure manifested.
His face was pale as paper, bloodless, and extremely weak. But his gaze was like a lone wolf in the desert, sweeping around sharply and sharply, with vigilance in his eyes.
It wasn't until he was sure that he was safe that he relaxed his mind and put down Su Qing on his back.
At this moment, Su Qing was already in a coma, unconscious, and his face was extremely pale.
"Qing'er, Qing'er!" Su Hai called softly, but Su Qing did not wake up, but his breath became even weaker.
"Her Danhai was ruined, and her spine was broken. If it weren't for the support of a will, the soul would have returned to Jiuquan a long time ago. Han Qingfeng's tired voice echoed in Su Hao's mind, and the teleportation just now consumed a lot of his Yuan Shen power.
At the moment, he is also weak: "But if you don't get treatment within a day, you can't escape your fate." ”
Hearing this, Su Hao's body shook, staring at the pale face, and the guilt in his eyes was even stronger: "How can you save her!"
"You can't save her. Han Qingfeng said in a deep voice.
"Why?"
"She Danhai was deposed and her spine was broken. Even if you save her, her cultivation is useless, and her lifespan is less than a year. Han Qingfeng said: "Moreover, this year, I can only lie in bed, waiting for death to come." ”
"It's better not to save than to save. ”
"As long as she is connected to her bones, I can teach her the ancient way, and she can also practice. Su Hao said.
"Hmph, cultivating the ancient world, the ancient road of the Nine Mountains is sealed, do you think everyone can cultivate the ancient world?" Han Qingfeng sneered when he heard this, and said, "Then you tried to pass on the magic recipe to her, but did it work?"
"Why!"
Su Hao's body shook, just as Han Qingfeng said. He tried to teach Su Qing the true understanding of the ancient ghost.
But there seems to be a force interfering in the dark, and no matter how much he teaches, it is not effective.
"All I can tell you is this sentence, the Ancient Road of the Nine Mountains is sealed! You will naturally know the specific future. Han Qingfeng said.
"It's not impossible for you to save her!" Han Qingfeng continued.
"What's the way?" asked Su Hao eagerly.
"She Danhai was deposed and her spine was broken. The immortal fate has been broken, and it is destined to be difficult to cultivate immortals in this life. Han Qingfeng said: "If you want to have cultivation, you can only change the way." ”
"Yi Lu diversion?" Su Hao was stunned when he heard this.
"There are three thousand Taos, with the nine Taos as the most! Immortals, gods, Buddhas, demons, demons, spirits, martial arts, ghosts, and ancients. ”
"Immortal Dao Cultivation Dan, Shinto Dao Cultivation Blood, Buddha Dao Cultivation Heart, Demon Dao Cultivation, Demon Dao Cultivation, Spirit Dao Cultivation, Martial Dao Cultivation, Ghost Dao Cultivation, Ancient Dao Cultivation!"
"Buddhas, demons, demons, spirits, ancient martial ghosts are not suitable, only by cultivating Shinto, can we be reborn in blood and then gain cultivation. ”
Listening to Han Qingfeng's words, Su Hao's heart was shocked. Although he knew that there were ancient paths besides the Immortal Dao, he never thought that there were so many Dao alongside the Ancient Dao and the Immortal Dao.
"And these teachings, why haven't I heard of them before? ”
"How can the Eastern Boundary Star, the land of projectiles, know all the ways. Han Qingfeng said disdainfully.
"Then how can you cultivate the Divine Dao?" Su Hao hurriedly asked.
At this moment, Su Qing's face was even paler, and his breath was even weaker. It is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.
"Melt the blood of the gods, lead the gods, open the gods, and worship the gods!"
"However, there is no existence of a cultivator in the entire Eastern Boundary Star. Han Qingfeng added.
"What?" Su Hao's body was shocked, and his face turned pale: "Is it really hopeless?"
Hope is in front of you, but it's out of reach!
Su Hao stared at Su Qing, and at the same time, the regret that he had never felt before was intertwined in his heart.
turned into a ** bitter water, impacting his mind.
"Hey, hey, I'm not done yet. Why are you so pessimistic?" Han Qingfeng was speechless for a while, and said angrily.
"Lao Tzu said that there are no people who have cultivated God, but it does not mean that there are no people who have cultivated God!"
Su Hao was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Your uncle, why didn't you say it earlier!" but there was brightness in his eyes.
Although he didn't know who Han Qingfeng was and why he would help him. But Su Hao understands that this Han Qingfeng is by no means an ordinary person.
Since he said so, there must be a way.
"Really, I don't know what Lao Tzu owes you in his last life, and this life is planted on you. Han Qingfeng sighed: "This girl is lucky to meet me, otherwise, there is only one way to die." ”
"With the blood of my Dao Venerable, condense the blood of the Dao Divine Soul!"
He sighed. Immediately, revealing decisiveness, his hands pinched, and one after another Xuan Seals spread out, surrounding him.
At the same time, Han Qingfeng's right hand was on his eyebrows.
Mysterious seals poured in, and a drop of purple blood suddenly spat out of his mouth.
The blood was purple, but there was a faint golden light in the purple.
It's a drop of soul blood!
With this drop of soul blood gushing out, Han Qingfeng's aura weakened again, and his body became illusory.
It was as if that drop of blood had sucked everything out of him, making him faint in Su Hao's sea of divine consciousness.
This drop of blood manifested in the sea of hearts, and with the spread of the Xuan Seal, it suddenly squeezed out of Su Hao's heart and was suspended in mid-air.
The blood is suspended, and the purple light is dazzling.
A terrifying aura emanated from the blood, like a beast of desolation, changing the color of the mountains and forests, instantly suppressing all the breath.
"Gathering of gods, blood spirits!"
"Melts the Blood!"
Su Hao spoke, but the voice was not Su Hao himself, but Han Qingfeng.