This animal skin scroll is the safest Taoist scripture among all the golden jade books.

And after roughly deciphering the content of the Taoist Sutra, Lin Jiu was in a trance for half a month.

He looked at the Tao Sutra in his hand, suffering from gains and losses, and for a while, he didn't know what to do at all.

Is it to directly sink the divine consciousness into this golden jade book to listen to the sermon, or to hide this golden jade book and act as if you don't know what to do?

He couldn't make up his mind at all.

After another seven days, Lin Jiu put away the animal skin roll, sat on the bow of the boat, and meditated and contemplated.

In his mind, only the divine form of a nine-headed bird with a head appeared.

In a moment, the nine-headed bird's gorgeous feathers, there were pitch-black markings appeared, and little by little along the nine-headed bird's feathers spread to the nine-headed bird's body, as if the nine-headed bird was swallowed up.

With the appearance of this pitch-black marking, there seemed to be an incomparably black abyss condensed at the feet of the nine-headed bird, dragging his primordial spirit into the abyss little by little.

In the dark, he had a feeling that when his primordial spirit was swallowed up by this abyss, it would be the time when he died completely.

The crisis of life and death was entangled in Lin Jiu's body in an instant.

Looking at this scene, Lin Jiu's heart was extremely awe-inspiring.

In an instant, all the worries, all the gains and losses, all disappeared at this moment.

In his mind, there were only so many years left to live.

Instinctively, the flames burned in his primordial spirit.

Ten thousand fires!

At the beginning, Lin Jiu thought it was a supernatural thing, but in fact, it was just a technique for controlling flames—his attainment of the Yuan Spirit in the Fire Movement was sublimated through this Ten Thousand Turning Fires.

When the flames burned in Lin Jiu's primordial spirit, the Fa had a primordial spirit, and it seemed to have degraded back and turned into ten thousand fires again.

Little by little, the flames crisscrossed the feathers of the nine-headed bird like silk threads, and finally turned into a garment—a flame robe without the slightest spirituality.

But when the flames filled the true body of the nine-headed bird, after the nine-headed bird was covered by the airtight, all the flames changed at this moment.

With a long cry of the nine-headed bird, the incomparable spirituality bloomed in the flames.

It's as if a divine bird has broken out of its shell.

The flame robes danced, and all kinds of swords and swords manifested in the middle, cutting off the dark aura that came out of the primordial god one by one.

When interpreting the Golden Que Jade Book, Lin Jiu would also have some understanding of the Golden Que Jade Book.

At this time, the flame cloak that surrounded his primordial god was a skill, or a spell, that he had realized when he deciphered the golden jade book.

It is called the Art of War.

It is something that is sublimated from the Fa Yuan Spirit and the sword qi.

When the body is protected, it is surrounded by spiritual fire, and any attack that comes to you must first go through the dissipation of that spiritual fire - it is quite effective for the method of cursing Nightmare Town and the magic method of attacking the original god.

And when attacking, his Yuan Shen can even directly wear this sword soldier fire suit and come out to control the fire vitality to kill the enemy, or directly transform the fire vitality into a sword qi that crushes everything!

Among the primordial gods, Lin Jiu's thoughts were divided into two.

A thought harnesses the firecloak, resisting the erosion of the pitch-black abyss beneath his feet.

The other idea is to control the sword soldiers, transform the breath of the fire spirit into the sharp meaning of the sword qi, and fall into the feathers around the body, and remove the dark markings that are fused with the feathers little by little.

It's like cutting bones and flesh.

Intense pain permeated from Lin Jiu's mind and swept up and down his body.

The unprecedented pain made his whole body twitch involuntarily.

On his body, one after another bird patterns appeared, as if they were about to turn into their original form at any time.

After every convulsion, the aura on Lin Jiu's body would drop by one point.

But for all this, Lin Jiu was unaware.

The pitch-black markings on the primordial god were the countless distracting thoughts in Lin Jiu's heart.

After Lin Jiushen realized the subtlety of the sword qi, every time a distracting thought was generated in his mind, he immediately drove the sword qi to smash that distracting thought - he always thought that in this way, there could be no distracting thoughts in his mind at all.

But after identifying the Golden Que Jade Book, after going through the Shangqing Sutra, and after passing through the imitation of gains and losses, Lin Jiu re-examined his heart, and found that the so-called miscellaneous thoughts had never been eliminated by him.

The thoughts that he had shattered with his sword qi had never disappeared, but remained in his body in a more mysterious and incomprehensible way, becoming one with his flesh and blood, and his primordial spirit, as if it were some kind of poison that possessed bones and souls.

In the past, these things naturally had no room for trouble, but when Lin Jiu was at a loss, and when Lin Jiu himself began to waver, these terrifying residual poisons were immediately highlighted.

Among the primordial gods, Lin Jiu didn't care about everything outside at all, but he was extremely firm in controlling the incomparable sharpness, and he was extremely firm in eliminating the confusion in the primordial gods.

Even if each of these swords was shattered by a part of his primordial god, he did not hesitate at all.

This is, scraping bones to cure poison!

"It's no wonder that the opportunity for pure yang is rare until now." Lin Jiu's heart gave birth to a burst of enlightenment.

A long time ago, his primordial spirit had reached a limit.

But in his Yin Divine Consummation, until now, he had never grasped the qi to achieve Pure Yang - even if he gained some merit in the Thorn Ridge, it only gave him the inspiration to achieve Pure Yang.

But where the opportunity to achieve pure yang lies, Lin Jiu still has no clue.

Until now, when Lin Jiu meditated and realized the residual poison left behind by the shattering of countless distracting thoughts hidden deep in his primordial spirit, that inspiration finally exploded in Lin Jiu's mind.

The opportunity to achieve pure yang should be here!

Or, scrape the bones to cure the poison, get rid of the scabies, and then the moment when the primordial spirit becomes pure again, it will prove pure yang.

Or, just sink in this endless sinking.

The moment he realized this, even Lin Jiu himself didn't know whether the beast skin scroll was an opportunity or a disaster for him—if it weren't for the cause and effect of the beast skin scroll, he would definitely not be as imitating as he was at this time, and if he was suffering from gains and losses at such a time, then the Shen Shen in his Yuan Shen would definitely not break out at this time, and it would not make him fall into the choice between life and death. It may not be impossible to find a suitable secret method to restore the clarity of his primordial spirit.

There is no need to go through the tragedy of scraping bones and curing poison at this time.

But if the cause and effect of the animal skin scroll was a catastrophe, then if there was no animal skin scroll, how could he realize that he had accumulated so much in his primordial spirit?

If he didn't realize this, then one day, after the accumulation of more and longer scabies in his body suddenly exploded, would he still have a chance to scrape the bones and cure the poison?