Chu Ting was surprised, he never expected that Chu Ci would not only resist his own King's Landing, but also break his own soul technique head-on, although he did not give full play to the power of King's Landing, but he still couldn't eliminate the shock that Chu Ci brought him.

Chu Ci was also surprised to look at the little golden light floating in the air, he himself did not expect that with his soul skill this time, he would be able to defeat the monarch of the world who was not in a complete state. This soul skill, when he was on the way to the auction house, when he passed by a vendor on the side of the street, he suddenly had a feeling of longing, he turned his head to look around, and finally fixed on the vendor's stall on the side of the road, the stall was nothing more than some mortal swords, and some medicines such as hemostatic powder for treating wounds, and there were no too expensive items. Just when Chu Ci thought that he was feeling wrong, he noticed a gray book. It was placed in the most marginal position, and it seemed so inconspicuous in this pair of miscellaneous things, if it weren't for the strong induction in Chu Ci's body, he would probably have directly ignored the most marginal thing. However, it was such an inconspicuous secret method of soul technique, but it made the induction in Chu Ci's body more and more intense.

He squatted down, reached out and picked up the gray exercise, and carefully flipped through a few pages, but did not record any overly advanced soul skills, the first page was a soul technique called Eight Desolation Splits, and the next few pages recorded the cultivation method and the effect of cultivating to the greatest completion. This is just a Xuan-level exercise, in Chu Ci's eyes, it is just a soul skill that does not enter the stream, but it is this soul skill that does not enter the stream, but it gives Chu Ci a degree of attraction that is no less than that of the heaven-level exercise. The hawker in shabby clothes looked at Chu Ci flatteringly, and Chu Ci wearing gold and silver stripes formed a sharp contrast with the hawker in front of him who was dressed like a beggar. One is the son of a prince and a general, destined to be famous and glorious in history. One is a small citizen in the market, who died at home and no one knows. When we meet in this most prosperous city, it is a kind of collision between civilization and barbarism, and it is the wisdom of barbarism.

The peddler Lion opened his mouth and asked for five hundred silver coins, boasting that he had stolen this soul skill from the Divine Tomb at the risk of life and death, but in fact he had bought it from a hunter for five copper coins. The Tomb of the Gods is the place where countless strong people fell during the catastrophe of heaven and earth tens of thousands of years ago, where the inheritance of countless peak powerhouses in the world is buried, and there are many people on the continent who have been lucky enough to get some inheritance there, and finally sparrow jumped on the branch and became another generation of strong people in the world.

In the end, Chu Ci left dozens of taels of gold coins and put them on the vendor's stall, the hawker first looked at the shining golden coins blankly, and slapped himself a few times, when there was a hot pain on his face, ecstasy appeared on his red face, and he took the bag, his eyes were like flowers, he looked at the coins with a smile, and shouted without turning his head: "Young master, let's go!" Chu Ci, who was gradually drifting away, held this gray soul technique in his hand and returned to the Chu Mansion. Believe in your own feelings, often it can bring you unexpected feelings.

In the middle of the night, Chu Ci sat cross-legged on the stone table in the courtyard, that was where he was used to cultivating, he had seen his father also cultivating here, so he had a sense of peace of mind here, he was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, his father was often not in front of him, and the boy would also feel the fear of the world.

Chu Ci flipped through this gray soul scroll dozens of times before and after, but did not find anything peculiar, what was recorded in the book was a soul technique called "Eight Desolation Cracks", Chu Ci had seen it, it was just a Xuan-level soul technique, could it be that he felt wrong? No, I don't believe it. Chu Ci covered every page of the book with his soul power, searched carefully, and repeated this dozens of times, but there was still no soul power sense. Chu Ci settled down, he still believed in his feelings, and he must have not been able to break the mystery of this book. looked at the soul technique in his hand, put it aside for the time being, and picked up a dark black soul scroll from the side, which was given to him by his father Chu Li. Covered by soul power, four big characters like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing appeared in Chu Ci's sea of qi, "Nine Heavenly Bodies".

The ninefold celestial body is transformed into the ninefold heaven, one is the secondary, the ninefold is the top, and the heavy is deep, from the bones, and then into the soul. My father and mother also practiced. It allows cultivators to experience bone refining before turning into the reincarnation realm, greatly increasing their ** strength, of course, any benefit needs a price, and when you cross the attack body tribulation, the more difficult the ** torture you will suffer. Correspondingly, after you survive the Heavenly Tribulation, the greater the strength you will gain, Chu Li has cultivated to the Fifth Heaven, and his ** strength has long been far stronger than that of a strong person of the same level as him.

"The body is determined by heaven, and we have no power to exchange, only by breaking everything, retransforming the body, and gathering the qi of heaven and earth, can we be able to reach the body of heaven. The soul power swept by, and on the first page of the soul scroll, there were some revelations, "Nine Profound Powers and Nine Heavens, Regret the Heavens and Heavens!"

Chu Ci recited those ancient and obscure mantras recorded in the book, and slowly practiced those techniques in his hands. At first, I was extremely uncomfortable, but after slowly practicing for a long time, I gradually became familiar with it. When Chu Ci successfully practiced the cultivation method of a heavy heaven, he gritted his teeth, and the soul power in his body turned into a heavy fist, shattering the bones in his chest. Blood overflowed from the corners of Chu Ci's mouth, and an indescribable pain struck, piercing into Chu Ci's heart like a needle, Chu Ci only felt an inexplicable feeling of dizziness, a sense of powerlessness appeared, and his eyes began to gradually dim. You must not fall asleep! Chu Ci strongly supported his body, his soul power calmed the collapsed mind, and the blood that began to accompany his mouth began to recite some ancient mantras, and his hands struggled to dance those complicated techniques.

Gradually, there was a warmth in his chest, and Chu Ci could see that there was a little black light on his chest constantly entering his body, turning into some bones in his body, connecting together, and his soul qi like black ink surrounded his chest. After a long time, when Chu Ci opened his eyes again, he spit out a long mouthful of black blood with black dirt, which was a waste in the chest, when the soul power flowed through the chest, there was obviously an increase in speed, it seemed that the suffering just suffered was still worth it, Chu Ci looked at the black blood that was spit out, closed his eyes again, settled his mind, the soul power was in the body, shattering his body everywhere, and constantly reuniting the heavenly power and turning into a celestial body.

Two days later, in the middle of the night, Chu Ci opened his eyes. Running the soul power in the body, what I felt was that the soul power in the body was obviously much smoother. Just a volley of punches, a crackling sound sounded. He got up and descended to the ground, a trace of soul power lingering around his fingertips. The azure thunder has a slight black, the soul power color is dominated by blue, and the mysterious black is slightly duller.

Thunder is the most manic attribute in the world, and it should have annihilated any external invading force, but now, it is intertwined with the dark power, without the slightest rejection, as if it were natural. The power of thunder, the secret of darkness, the power of two different attributes, swirled and turned into one, complementing each other.

Chu Ci didn't have any words to explain this situation, although there were different elemental seeds in the cultivator's body, but the soul power attribute that each cultivator would control in the future was only a single one, the more the kind of element contained in the body was possessed, the greater the chance of the corresponding attribute of the soul power attribute you refined in the future, but there has never been a situation where two soul powers appeared in a person's body at the same time. This sudden appearance of the dark attribute surprised Chu Ci.

But after all, this was passed on to him by his father, and it was impossible to do him any harm, so he could only ask again when his father returned to the city and was free. Chu Ci moved his body slightly, feeling the pleasure brought to him by regaining his reborn body, and inadvertently, he looked at the gray soul technique that was quietly resting in the corner of the stone table.

Chu Ci had the mentality of trying it out, a trace of soul power floated out of his body, flying towards the soul technique, when the black and blue entangled soul power just touched the soul scroll, Chu Ci suddenly sensed something, and that sense of longing appeared again, and he hurriedly increased his soul power, stimulating this mysterious soul scroll.

However, after a while, Chu Ci felt some changes in the soul scroll, and the soul scroll condensed by soul power in the sea of qi turned a page, and the first page said, "Xingchen Jue"

"Nai Ruo life and death, Nai Ruo Tian, the sky opens and the clouds gather the stars to change!"