Molting the body, as soon as the three words came out, Mo Chuan's heart jumped, and the words of warning to the god of Song Mountain suddenly poured into his mind.

Without waiting for him to ask, the Sword Staff Pavilion Master began to talk eloquently again.

"All things camp, each greedy for his own life, as for flying, they all value their lives, and they will kill them against the way of heaven! The way to give up can be described as going against the sky, which is not in line with the principle of heaven. When it is weak as an ant, the avenue should not; When the bird flies in the blue sky, it will suffer from catastrophe. ”

"If you want to solve this calamity, you can only do it."

"What is Fudao? The way to retreat! The corpse escapes, the fetus breathes, the shadow escapes, and hides invisibly. ”

"If you want to hide, you naturally have to fit the god fetus, there is a method in the poor road, the name is: the shape of the soul suppression spell, it can sense the flesh fetus, refine the soul to the contract, and finally hide the invisible ......"

Mo Chuan listened attentively for a long time, and raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean, cut your feet to fit your shoes?" ”

The Sword Staff Pavilion Lord's expression was a little subtle: "...... If the body is compared to cloth shoes, and the soul is compared to a foot heel, it is also appropriate to say that it is cut to fit the shoes. ”

Mo Chuan frowned slightly, feeling that this corpse was a bit evil!

The soul has been changed, so isn't that tampering with the essence?

"This is a protective soul mantra, Taoist friends can read it by themselves, whether to complete the last link, it depends on the Taoist friend's mind. If the Taoist friend is unwilling to break away from the human register, there are thousands of yang bamboo plants in the palace, and the Taoist friend can come to the door at any time and take a section of the spirit refining form. ”

Seeing Mo Chuan's thoughtful appearance, the master of the Sword Staff Pavilion knew that it was impossible for any monk to believe a word from others.

Especially unfamiliar Taoism.

Therefore, Dafang took out a scroll of scriptures and handed it over.

Mo Chuan generously stretched out his hand to take it, and in front of the Sword Staff Pavilion Master, he read it carefully, asking a few questions from time to time.

The Sword Staff Pavilion Master also responded.

After a long time, Mo Chuan closed the scripture, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.

There are three ways to solve the autopsy of the Stygian Green Palace:

One, the sword and staff replace the corpse.

That is, nourish a section of yang bamboo with the essence of the flesh, as the body withers, the yang bamboo becomes more and more prosperous, and when the body dies, it is sent to the yang bamboo, and the soul is incarnated, which is the yang bamboo fairy body.

Because in the view of Daomen, bamboo is the materialized symbol of the Tao, and it can be a fairy body in the form of bamboo.

The ancients said: between heaven and earth, there is only a void, just like the connection of the bamboo pipe, it is not bent, the air is passed, and the gas is not accumulated.

Therefore, it is the most suitable avenue to refine the shape of yang bamboo.

Second, the fake thing is substituted.

That is, with the transformation of all items other than Yangzhu, this Tao believes that the parasitic transformation does not need to be confined to Yangzhu, since everything can be derived, it has its own opportunities.

Third, the sword is extinguished.

The most dangerous thing about this path is that at the time of death, the three souls camp the bones, the spirit guards the flesh and the fetus, and when the body dies violently, it sprays thin aura, and in an instant, recreates a perfect body!

It can be seen that the Sword Staff Pavilion Master has probably misunderstood something.

thought that Mo Chuan had already mastered the method of seizing the relinquishment, so the "Soul Protector Spell" given by him was only an insignificant part of the autopsy path.

It is used to refine the soul and fit the things that are taken away.

However, cultivating this path can also provide insight into the degree of compatibility between the divine soul and the physical body.

"The way to give up is extremely dangerous, and this kind of pros and cons is also allowed to be carefully considered."

After Mo Chuan understood the autopsy, he said euphemistically.

After all, he cultivated well, and suddenly someone told him that he had a secret disease, which no one could accept.

"As it should be. However, just as the Taoist friends realized, if they don't fit in, they don't fit, and in the long run, they will definitely wear each other out and leak Yuan Qi, and at that time, I am afraid that there is no hope for the corpse. ”

The Sword Staff Pavilion Lord finally mentioned something, knowing that it would be annoying to say more, so he immediately got up and said, "The Great Dao is ruthless, I hope you and I can go to the Great Dao together." ”

After speaking, he immediately left with his disciple Qingyuan.

——This can also be regarded as dissolving the last trace of mustard in the hearts of disciples.

Mo Chuan got up to see him off, watching the Sword Staff Pavilion Master leave, his figure flashed, and he fell into the Temple of the Sacrifice Dao Furnace Cultivation Temple.

He sat cross-legged on the desk, opened the "Soul Protector Spell" again, looked at it for a long time, and let out a sigh of relief.

He finally understood why the Dark Green Palace accounted for the word "palace".

Because the benefit of autopsy lies in longevity.

Once the autopsy is successful, if it is reborn, it can be exchanged for longevity.

Therefore, most of the autopsy people in the Dark Green Palace are in the prime of life, and when the body is at its peak, Bo Na has a long life.

The road to success can be expected.

Defeat is ...... Everything Hugh!

If he guessed correctly, the Sword Staff Pavilion Lord came here to indeed give him a little immortal base.

After all, if he really turns into a mountain god, he will live with the mountain.

This fate falls on other mountain gates, and with the withering of three or five generations, and then nostalgia for the old, the feelings have gradually dispersed.

But for the Dark Palace, it's different.

The same is a longevity species, this good fate, enough to bear the flower of friendship, after a thousand years, even if the sword staff pavilion master can not survive the longevity, the soul returns to the three mountains, and the spirit returns to the five mountains.

This period of time is also enough to form a deep friendship, and even the disciples continue this love.

Mo Chuan couldn't accuse the Dark Green Palace of acting utilitarian.

Forming a good relationship is the code of conduct of the Daomen.

He Mo Chuan is not utilitarian when he acts?

Mo Chuan, who figured out the cause and effect, became entangled in his heart.

"Although my physical body is wonderful, my soul is not bad, and I am afraid that I will destroy the body of the immortals!"

"Could it be that you can turn to the way of cultivating the sword staff?"

"It's not proper, the body of Yang Bamboo, the body of immortals, I'm afraid it's the body of a spirit, if you can't practice the Yin Fu Demon Wheel, wouldn't it be a big loss?"

"In this way, the way of sword and soldier extinction may be more suitable for me, but this way is too dangerous! I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I will lose all the games, so I'd better wait and talk about it first. ”

At the moment, he is quite satisfied with his body and soul, and he really can't give up one of them.

In his thoughts, Mo Chuan still carefully flipped through the "Shape Protector Soul Suppression Spell", intending to master it first.

He was participating in the Tao of Enlightenment here, and suddenly a piece of incense came faintly.

"The Tao is learned from the heart, the heart is fake incense, the incense is burned in the jade furnace, the heart is in front of the teacher, the true spirit is looking forward to it, and the immortal Shi Linxuan ......"

It's an incense mantra!

When I opened the incense and looked at it, I saw an old farmer with a withered spirit stumbling out of the house in a barren courtyard, looking for three yarrow plants, holding incense, with a frightened face, reciting incense mantras.

Before the curse fell, his eyes suddenly widened, and he fell to the ground with a "poof", his limbs twitched, and his mouth foamed at the mouth, and he was already out of breath.

But he struggled, stretched out his thumb, clasped the middle of the person, stimulated his potential, and recited the last prayer: "The disciple proclamation, for nine days, here and ...... There is a big demon ......"

It's all slow, but it's fast.

When Mo Chuan looked at the incense, the old farmer had already fallen to the ground, and he tried his best to make a warning statement.

Seeing this, he no longer hesitated, his figure flashed, and he chased away with incense as a path.

Unexpectedly, in mid-air, the incense suddenly became disillusioned, and the path collapsed.

"Gurgling!"

His figure was suddenly squeezed out by the heavens and the earth, falling from the sky, and if the falcon hit the ground, before it reached the ground, it swayed again in the blink of an eye, and went straight to the nine heavens.

But it was the royal qi that rose up, followed the last embers of incense, and flew towards the destination.