Underworld, in the temple of Senluo.

The ten kings looked at the inside of the hall, sat at the top, closed their eyes tightly, and did not move.

"This, how should this be?"

"What's this, the generalissimo is out of the body, let's guard the body for the generalissimo."

"No, didn't the generalissimo still say, help us think of a way, why are you leaving now?"

"Don't think so much, and stay at ease for the generalissimo."

The ten kings were all helpless, but they still did their best to guard Yi Bai's body so that nothing would go wrong.

……

In the world of the East Tu, in the midst of a dangerous mountain.

Yi Bai's body turned into the wind, and when he came here, he only felt that his body was relaxed, his body was like a breeze, transcendent and holy, the dust was not close, and he was innocent and true.

"This is the original god."

Yi Bai looked at his body, vague, soft like water, swaying like fire, and in a mysterious state.

It was the first time he had realized his own primordial spirit.

'The speed of the Yuan Shen is very fast, but there is no physical body, like the rootless Ping, and the strength cannot be fully exerted. ’

Yi Bai muttered to himself.

He looked around, only feeling full of pride, going out with the body of a primordial god, which made him feel the urge to travel the world.

'I have two or three days to go around!' ’

Yi Bai's heart moved, and he stepped up, turned into a gust of wind, and walked forward.

He entered this dangerous mountain, walked left, walked right, and shuttled through the mountains and woods with the body of a primordial god, and his intrusion was like a gust of wind, blending into the heavens and the earth.

He walked through the woods, from one tree to another, and as he passed through one tree, he smelled the fragrance of the fruit, and when he looked up, he saw that one tree was full of crystal clear fruit.

There is a squirrel who is busy picking fruits, and he can't see Yi Bai's original spirit.

Intrigued, he stepped on the breeze, came to the squirrel, and played with the squirrel with his hand.

The squirrel was teased, his eyes widened, he looked around, he felt incredible, and the next moment his face showed a look of seeing a ghost, and he turned and fled.

Seeing the squirrel flee, he smiled and shook his head, and he picked a few of the fruits around him, went to the squirrel's hollow, and placed them at his door.

Immediately he turned into a breeze and left.

Yi Bai passed in the mountains, like a passer-by in the world, set off a little wave in the water of the clear pool, and bent over the wild grass in the mountain basil.

He shuttled through the mountains at will.

Play from dawn to dark.

Yi Bai was able to walk around this mountain, and the travel in the state of the primordial spirit was completely different from usual, which made him very interested.

WhewW......

The breeze that Yi Bai turned into played all over this mountain, just to go to other places to see.

As he was descending the mountain, he suddenly saw someone taking advantage of the night to climb the mountain.

This made Yibai wonder.

What is this man doing in the mountains so late?

He has traveled all over this mountain, and he knows this mountain very well.

Although there are no monsters in this mountain, there are many beasts in the mountains.

At this time, it is dangerous to go up the mountain.

What did this person do up the mountain.

Yi Bai took a closer look, this was a scholar.

looks shabby, like Huang Xu back then.

Yi Bai only glanced at it, he didn't want to deal with this scholar.

As soon as his body moved, he turned into a breeze and was about to leave.

His way down the mountain is the way for scholars to go up the mountain.

Yi Bai passed by the scholar.

As far as scholars are concerned, they only feel a gust of wind blowing, and they don't know that there are immortals passing by.

But the scholar watched the breeze spin like a small whirlwind, but he was secretly surprised.

Surprised, he took out a glass of wine from the basket he was carrying, and respectfully sprinkled it on the ground to pay respects, muttering that he was just here to worship the mountain, pray for his relatives, and let the passing mountains and wilderness not embarrass him.

Seeing this, Yi Bai couldn't help but stop by the side.

He knew that this scholar's cup of wine was sacrificed to him.

He's the only one around.

Yi Bai stretched out his hand and took a breath, and the smell of wine entered his nose, causing him to look strange.

It's the first time he's eaten like this.

How can you not feel weird.

But this kind of eating wine really has a different flavor.

Yi Bai glanced at the scholar.

Drink a glass of wine.

I will protect this scholar.

Yi Bai nodded lightly at the scholar's head.

A wisp of his breath attached to the scholar's head.

This wisp of breath is useless, it only has a half-day effect, which can protect this scholar from the invasion of wild beasts in the mountains.

Yibai after doing this.

That's when he left.

Descend the mountain trail.

Yi Bai flew about Mo Cha Kung Fu.

Finally left the mountain.

Yi Bai flew forward for a while, and suddenly saw a dilapidated Taoist temple standing in a hidden place at the foot of the mountain, this Taoist temple was extremely damaged, its view was full of weeds, and the walls were mottled, like an uninhabited deserted house.

If it weren't for the dusty plaque in front of it, with the words 'Jishiguan' written on it, no one would think that this is a Taoist temple.

"Someone in this temple is dying."

Yi Bai looked in his eyes and saw a disappearance of qi.

In addition to the white qi, there is also a little bit of cultivation gold qi in this qi, but at this moment, a large area of white qi has been eroded by the ghost qi.

……

At this moment.

Jishi view.

As Yi Bai thought, there was a line of old Taoist who was a wood, wearing a brand-new Taoist robe, sitting upright in front of a god case, with two or three shrines on it.

"I, I can't walk......"

Lao Dao tried hard to stand up, but his dry body made him unable to get up at all.

He knew his end was coming.

Afraid that he would never have the opportunity to practice again, he faintly felt his soul and wanted to jump out of his body.

Lao Dao exhausted his shallow Taoism and suppressed his own soul.

He was not willing to die like this.

He wanted to worship the gods he had served all his life before he died.

But the heavy and cumbersome etiquette made him powerless.

Lao Dao felt his soul tremble.

But with all his strength, he got up from the futon.

He wanted to go to the courtesy, but he was careless, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

His gaze lifted to see another shrine placed on the left.

On that shrine, there is only a vague clay statue, and the god is written 'Tiangang Yuanchen'.

This shrine is the legend of the gods he heard in Dongjie County when he traveled for the last time, and he felt magical at the time, so he finished listening to the story about this 'Tiangang Yuanchen'.

Later, he traveled to the south and heard stories about this 'Tiangang Yuanchen' in the south.

At that time, he felt that he was destined for this 'Tiangang Yuanchen', and when he returned, he enshrined this shrine.

Whew......

Lao Dao was still unwilling, and tried to stand up, but in the end he couldn't get up, and he lay on the ground weakly.

He only felt that his body was getting heavier, and his soul was getting stronger little by little, as if he would leave this body at any time.

"I Xuanyang since the epiphany, painstakingly in the Qingyang Taoist practice for 20 years, the talent is dull, there is no gain, not willing to this, go out to travel, build grass and build a house, into a view, dedicated to becoming a world-famous real person, good to return to the Qingyang view, so that the master is impressed, but hate my talent is dull, I am stupid! After nearly 100 years of practice, it is an emptiness! ”

The corner of the old man's mouth on the ground showed a self-deprecating smile.

When he was dying, his state of mind was able to break through.

But it's useless.

The old man's gaze became more and more blurred.

"Why do you worship Tiangang Yuanchen?"

A voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Tiangang Yuanchen...... Fate with me. ”

"Fate? It's quite fateful, what do you want? ”

"Wish? I want to go back to Qingyang Temple, I want to be impressed by the master......"

"But, go in peace."

The aura of the old path gradually weakened, and that person's popularity was gradually invaded by the ghost qi, and even the last bit of cultivation golden qi was extinguished.

Lao Dao, dead!

Yi Bai Yuanshen stood in this small Taoist temple, he looked at the relics of the old Tao, and then looked at the shrine that belonged to him next to him, and couldn't help but smile.

That's it.

He really didn't expect that the old Tao in this small Taoist temple was enshrined in him.

Now he is still encountered.

Yi Bai glanced at his own shrine, and then at the two or three shrines on the main god case, and saw that it was mediocre and did not have golden light, how could he not know that this shrine was not blessed by the gods, and the worship was also in vain.

He shook his head, and his gaze finally fell on the old Dao on the ground.

The old Taoist relics gave him a strong attraction, and he couldn't help but move in his heart.

His primordial spirit......

Can it be attached to this relic?

Yi Bai was stunned.

It's not difficult to understand, after all, he has also heard similar legends, such as one of the eight immortals, Tie Guan Li, borrowed the corpse to return the soul.

Even he personally experienced that the second son of the Li family in the past borrowed the corpse to return to the soul.

If he is attached to this old Taoist relic, can he also 'borrow the corpse to return the soul' and control this body.

Yi Bai's use of the Yuan Shen is still shallow, he really wants to increase his understanding of the Yuan Shen, he knows everything.

As long as he is willing to think about it, it is easy to get the trick of possession......

(End of chapter)

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