Volume 1: The Thousand Years of Streams Volume 1, Chapter 47, Ghosts
During this day's time, Sun Zikai didn't dare to take a step out of Anshengju, even if he wanted to go to the pond at the door to sit for a while, he couldn't help it.
Put down the pen and touch his forehead with one hand, Sun Zikai is not tired but tired, the boring Wende Sutra, half a word can't enter his heart, he wants to simplify the morality of people who imprison the world to a "right and wrong", everything is between what can be done and what cannot be done, there is obviously no dividing line between good and evil, why do you have to pay attention to the small characters in that line.
He closed his eyes, the ink on the table began to float drop by drop, on the paper into its own words, Han Mo Danqing book is elegant, painting rhyme book soul show elegance, he is not weak, and he has been reading, but all the books have entered his brain, but not into his heart.
A little tabletop, swallowing and breathing clouds, nourishing the body (wood), spitting (water), flame breath (fire), weighing (gold), and earth mother (earth), the five spiritual path qi inducing methods are integrated.
He now understands the direction of the cultivation of the five spiritual methods, and since he has already used these five elemental essences to temper his body to the point of six layers (two layers of wood and sixty layers of earth), these five spirit methods can be twice as effective with half the effort.
Stand up, lead the three springs to cleanse the heart, the coolness has not passed, the dry fire is born suddenly, the aura of the fire of the five rhymes of fire is infused into the whole body, and the fire pill is formed in all organs, the fire and brute nature of the aura are greatly enhanced and released, he clasped his hands together, and the anger of the whole body is suddenly as light as the breeze, this is the heart of the wood spirit through the overall situation - the true immortality of the cave, aside from all the mundane thoughts of the way of cultivation, its heart penetrates the meaning of heaven and earth, the more the heart practice, the stronger the strength will be.
After meditating, it is passionate, Tianshu - the method of war, Tianxuan - the will of war, Tianji - the weapon of war, the king of heaven - the spirit of war, this is the abandonment of all side arts, only the cultivation of battle, the requirements for understanding is extremely high (at least seven orders or above) of the golden - Tianshu Xuanji royal power method.
Shenxing Lingguan Kyushu Decision, Dan Weapon Exercise Xuanjing Dao, Earth Spirit Dao - God Refining Root Bone Driving Technique, there are two major ways of cultivation, you can only choose one of the two, Kyushu Decisive Refining Sense and Refining Body, Xuanjing Refining the Dan of Heaven and Earth, and Building the Instrument of the Great Road.
Sun Zikai abandoned the Kyushu Decision and turned to specialize in the Xuanjing Dao, after all, his unique way of refining the body had already reborn his body.
After a while, the courtyard was surrounded by five-colored aura, and he thought together, and the five spiritual qi turned into five wisps of elemental energy, and after a while, the energy of the thunder element also flew out, and then, blood, sun, and moon, its meaning was gushing, sometimes fighting and sometimes blending, and finally all of them were submerged into Sun Zikai's body.
Sun Zikai paused for a long time before he let out a long breath of immortal qi, and the color of his pupils changed faintly, but it quickly returned to the same as before.
Half an hour later, someone knocked on the wooden door, Sun Zikai opened the door, but saw a strange face, a handsome man, about twenty-four or five, the clothes and clothing were not owned by Yan Mingzong, and the earlobes were still nailed with earrings.
Sun Zikai asked, "Who are you?" ”
The man looked at Sun Zikai with a smile, but he was not in a hurry to answer, but turned sideways and said backwards: "You dug this pool." ”
"It's me." Sun Zikai glanced at it inadvertently, but was suddenly stunned, only to see that his clear lake water had turned into black plasma, which looked fishy and smelled even more fishy.
Sun Zikai was cold and said, "You did it?" ”
"I did it." The man laughed.
"Why?"
"Such a good pool, it's a pity not to let some blood."
"You are not from my Yan Ming Sect, who are you!" Sun Zikai had already moved with murderous intent, the breath of fear was released, and the man's face, which was still smiling evilly, instantly tensed, he took three steps back, and looked at Sun Zikai again.
"Yo yo yo, Yan Mingzong doesn't seem to be cheating, what he sent out is the strongest disciple of the new generation." The man snorted, "I like your eyes very much, those are murderous eyes, you must have killed a lot of people, hum... We'll see you again, and we'll see you later. ”
The man suddenly turned into a blood mist, flew into the sky very quickly, and disappeared, but the man obviously did not reach the Jindan stage, so he should not be able to fly.
In the blood lake, a lot of things slowly floated, it was not a fish, but a broken corpse, the clothes worn by the corpse were not the appearance of Yan Mingzong, but Sun Zikai recognized those clothes, because he had seen them in the Duoerhu bank and the Xia Ke Mountains, which were the clothes of the disciples of the Heavenly Medicine Sect, the Five Hatred Sect, and the Zhixi Sect.
After seeing this, Sun Zikai suddenly felt bad, he should have been involved in that person's conspiracy, he should not be a person from these five sects, his aura is too evil, and he has jumped out of the prison of decency and morality.
Sure enough, he immediately sensed the energy of the sect's elders and disciples, who were rushing towards this direction.
Sun Zikai would not be willing to be someone else's pawn, he had an idea, condensed a large piece of water, covering the blood pool, and the bottom layer of the water greatly increased its density, making it comparable to the mirror, from the edge of the pool, the pool water was still extremely clear, and then the wind blew away all the bloody gas.
After doing this, the elders rushed over, and one of them asked Sun Zikai, "Have outsiders ever come?" Just now I sensed a demonic aura, but you released it? ”
"No," Sun Zikai replied, "There was a man just now, who should have been outside, knocked on my door, looked at me for a long time, and then said that he would see me again, and then turned into a blood mist and left." ”
"Blood Mist!" The elders looked at each other, "It's a ghostly person!" ”
Sun Zikai described the person's face and dress in detail, but the elders did not know the identity of the person, Sun Zikai knew that there had always been an evil sect in this land, called Ghost Ghost, and the decent cultivators did not know who was in the ghost ghost at all, because no one could still be alive after seeing the ghost person, and this sect did not have an exact address, they seemed to be hidden in any dark place.
Sun Zikai's mind quickly thought about the things before and after, and then immediately bowed to the elder and said, "Elder, please go and invite my master Fuzhe Sect Master immediately, I have something important to report." ”
"Why don't you go yourself?"
"Master has ordered that I will not leave this courtyard for half a step for a month."
"Okay, I'm going to report, you wait here, I'll go back!" The elders hurriedly reported the matter to the inner door elders and the door master.
Sun Zikai returned to the courtyard, Jiang Yujin had already woken up, pushed open the door with sleepy eyes, and asked, "Why is it so noisy outside the house, when did you wake up?" ”
"I've woken up a long time ago, something happened just now."
At this moment, Feng Yueyi appeared beside Sun Zikai and pretended to be surprised: "Oh, why are you two sleeping in the same room?" Does your master know? ”