Chapter 133, the first form of soul fire
In the secret room of the Nine Peaks, Soul Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes and smiled.
Retreat here, there has been a lot of receipt, but Soul Xiaotian is not satisfied, and carefully figure out his emperor soul recipe.
Now his soul technique is already an authentic little supreme strength, but there is not much progress in martial arts.
A person who cultivates the truth can reach the strength of the ground level can already be regarded as entering the house, a grandmaster, there are not many people who can cultivate to this level, and they will all have their own martial arts.
The spiritual power of the ground level is actually a general reference, and the earth contains many attributes, and most sects will choose one of them to fuse their spiritual power.
For example, the Shenyu Gate borrows the power of the wind, the Gun Gate borrows the power of the thunder, the stone map of the Binggu Jade Scroll borrows the power of the earth, the Fuyuan Mountain borrows the power of gold, and the spiritual power of the Xishu Sword Mountain, which is at the peak of the millennium, is blue, in fact, it is the power of water, and these natural attributes are easier to be moved by Cui with their own spiritual power cultivation, and the power is naturally stronger.
There are many fusion attributes of the soul recipe to choose from, and the above attributes can be borrowed by Soul Xiaotian, but after some consideration, Soul Xiaotian chose the most difficult one, and that is - fire.
Few of the strong soul clan powerhouses will choose to fuse fire attribute cultivation, because fire attribute cultivation is too painful, but if they can cultivate to the fullest, their power will be stronger than other attributes.
Soul Xiaotian has always been stubborn, the more difficult it is, the more he has to try, and after making up his mind, he will little by little surround his soul consciousness towards the jumping flame.
When the soul consciousness was close to the oil lamp, there was a burning pain in my mind, and this pain came from the depths of my soul and hurt my heart.
After rubbing his temples, Soul Xiaotian's eyes started to rise, of course he would not give up easily, and he leaned over again with his soul sense.
After several attempts, a black flame the size of a mung bean appeared in the room.
There is still a trace of the Great Corona True Yuan left by Lu Ming in his body, and Soul Xiaotian has always wanted to use it, but his strength is not strong and he has not been able to drive it.
He opened a pamphlet and began to study the Great Corona Sutra of the Yakini Clan, wanting to try to integrate it into the Emperor's Soul Formula.
The idea is good, it is really difficult to use, the true element of the Great Corona Sutra is the thing of the Yang, and the Emperor Soul Recipe is the thing of the Yin, the fusion of the two is very repulsive, but he has not given up, so he started with the simplest flame first.
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As soon as the jade foot landed on the stone bridge, there was also a slight pain in Qin Lizhi's heart.
The mist was swirling, and Qin Zhidai's eyebrows frowned slightly.
Stretching out his arm, hovering in mid-air, his thoughts are like a spring, the sword was here, there have been eight years, and now, the girl and the autumn rain sword are gone. She wished she could turn back the clock and go back to that night eight years ago.
Xiaofu is safe, you who came on a bamboo horse...... It's the little wealth in his heart!
After a long time, Lan Yi came to his senses, stepped on the white mist, and disappeared on the other side of the mountain.
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Valley of Soldiers
Inside the Chengde Palace
Ouyang Tian was as old as frost, lying on the bamboo chair, unable to get up. Ouyang Gu's temples were white, and he stood with his hands in his hands, smiling when he saw her return.
The black gauze brocade clothes gently saluted the two.
"It's Zhi'er back."
Qin Lizhi bowed his head slightly, his gaze lingering on Ouyang Tian for a moment, and a trace of worry appeared in his expression.
"Is the second master still well?"
Until after she forged a sword privately and was punished for entering the sword spirit with a human spirit, she has always been estranged from the four of them, and only now has she repented, she was still too young and ignorant back then, if it weren't for their harboring hearts, she would have fallen lightly, I am afraid that the world would have long since lost her Qin Zhizhi's existence.
Ouyang Tian nodded with satisfaction, and said that it was okay, the four of his senior brothers only had such a beloved daughter, how could he not regard it as the pearl of his palm?
"I know, I'll stay a little longer when I come back this time."
Ouyang Gu's voice softened, which made Qin Lizhi feel a little more love from his elders, why mention all the rights and wrongs in the past!
She took out the cloth bag of the thunder gun, held it in her hand, and said quietly: "Second uncle, fourth uncle, I know that I want to borrow the Chengde furnace when I come back this time." β
Ouyang Gu closed his eyes and felt the breath in the cloth bag, and opened his eyes after a moment.
"Well, it's a good piece of iron, it should be a gun, right?"
Before Qin Lizhi could speak, Ouyang Tian also opened his eyes.
"It should be said that it is a broken spear, the breath is strong, and the spear spirit is gentle, but unfortunately the previous forger's technique is still a little hot."
He rubbed his fingers together, as if something was itching.
Qin Lizhi saw that he still had such a strong ability to cut off the soul of things, and he was also a little relieved, and he was afraid that he would not be in danger of his life in three or five years.
Qin Lizhi tore open the cloth bag and said calmly: "I know that I am entrusted by Senior Brother Ji of the White Horse Hall and want to forge this thunder gun. β
"Thunderbolt?"
Ouyang Gu's eyes shone brightly, and he also had an itchy expression, everyone in the world knew that the four elders of Binggu were all forging idiots, and they were unwilling to miss the good materials of genius earth treasures, not to mention the first shot in this world!
"I haven't seen a good iron in a long time, and my hands are very itchy, so be it! I'll leave the forged guns to me! Your second uncle has been lonely recently, you can chat with him! β
Qin Lizhi replied softly: "Yes, Fourth Senior Uncle." β
The four elders of Binggu are two dead and one disabled, in terms of forging technology, Ouyang Gu is already the first person today, and he will naturally rest assured when he hands over the thunder gun.
The latter took the spear and studied it for a while, then entered a certain rock realm, and after passing through the fire technique smoothly in his mind, he got up and entered the apse.
After an old man and a young man watched the sunset and was silent for a long time, Ouyang Tiancai took the lead in speaking.
"I was punished back then, but I still blame my uncle?"
"No, the second uncle, it's because I know that I am young and ignorant."
Her voice was sincere and calm, and it was heartfelt.
"Hey! I am an elder of law enforcement, and the punishment for you back then was still too heavy, delaying your condition, thanks to that soul boy who helped you complete your soul, so that the four of us old guys did not leave regrets. β
His face was old and haggard, and his voice was a little choked and hoarse, and after a while he said:
"When I was young, I was obsessed with forging, and now I am old and half dead, and I regret that I have lived up to the good times."
"Don't sing yellow chickens with white hair, the second master is still young!"
Ouyang Tian smiled with relief, and said slowly: "I can't compare to that old thing in Xishu Mountain, I am good at martial arts when I am young, and I know that it is a real blessing to have children and grandchildren around my knees, and Zhao retreats that sword...... Thorn good. β
The second master has really changed, and the dignified four elders of Binggu actually said such vulgar words, but this made her feel a lot closer in an instant.
"The matter between you and the soul boy, I agreed with your fourth uncle, and no one in Binggu dared to object."
"Second Master, Uncle ......" Qin Lizhi slowly lowered his head.
"If you want any dowry, just tell your fourth uncle, that old guy is in charge of the arsenal, and he has a lot of treasures in his hand."
Qin Lizhi hummed lightly, compared to the rare treasures, the attitude of the two of them warmed her heart more.
"Before you came back, your fourth uncle had already delivered a letter to Xishu Mountain, and those two little dolls really shouldn't be locked up."
The eyelashes that were as crystal as water flashed slightly, and Qin Lizhi's heart was more surprised than moved, they actually recognized the South China Sea.
"If you have time, go see your grandfather and Qin seniors! They miss you all too much. β
"Yes, Second Master."
After Ouyang Tian finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, and closed his eyes to recuperate, as if he was talking continuously, consuming too much of his strength, Qin Lizhi bent down and saluted lightly: "I know not to disturb the second master." β
"Well, go ahead!"
Qin Lizhi said goodbye to Ouyang Tian and slowly walked towards the Great Desolate Secret Realm.
"Uh, why is it a joint again?"
Qin Qiuping looked at the anxious chessboard and was annoyed.
Ouyang Donglai raised his eyebrows: "If you don't fit in chess, do you still want to win me?" β
"If I don't win against you old thief, I won't be able to sleep well."
Ouyang Donglai blew his beard, "Come, I'll give you another chance." β
Qin Qiuping suddenly threw away the chess pieces, and said with a smile: "I'll let you go today, my precious granddaughter has come to see me." β
After speaking, he sat up. Ouyang Donglai turned his head, and also saw Qin Lizhi who was coming, he lowered his voice and said:
"Old man Qin, why don't we gamble privately?"
"What's the gambling method?"
"Bet on who my precious granddaughter will call first."
Qin Qiuping glared at him, said 'naΓ―ve', and then stretched out his hand and said, "That's it." β
It can be seen how boring these two transcendent saints have become.
"What's the stake?"
"Whoever loses the next game makes half a half."
"Okay." Qin Qiuping slapped the table and agreed to his bet, so the two old men sat quietly together, waiting for her arrival.
Qin Lizhi came to Xuanyuan Sword, and saw the second elder with an expectant face slowly about to bend down and salute, but as if something flashed, she paused before saying, "Grandpa, grandpa, I have come to see you!" β
Ouyang Donglai glared, "Old man Qin, you are playing fried." After saying that, he grabbed his beard.
Qin Qiuping naturally refused to show weakness, and also grabbed his beard and pulled it a few times.
"Willing to gamble and lose, why are you so tasteless?"
"You must have sent the little girl a message in advance, you are just playing fried."
For a while, the two saint-level souls jumped in the Xuanyuan Sword, and the wolf smoke was everywhere. Restricted by the seal in the Xuanyuan Sword, they used some of the market's down-to-earth moves of stealing peaches.
I have to say that Ouyang Donglai is old and well-established, and he guessed correctly, whoever makes half a game with their chess strength is bound to lose, so Qin Qiuping will take a risk and make this decision.
Qin Lizhi looked at the embarrassed two, the corners of his mouth twitched, he didn't know how to persuade them, so he had to purse his lips and look at the two with a smile, he couldn't imagine that his simple name could cause a big war.
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