Chapter 225: I'm just a little tired
In the depths of Shouyun Mountain, the cold moon reflects the snow, which is extremely lonely.
Approaching the end of the year, most of the handymen in the stove workshop at the foot of the mountain have returned to their hometowns to spend the New Year.
With the strength of Zhao Qing's current divine sense, he could barely perceive the situation under the mountain...... The T-shaped courtyard was inhabited by new handymen.
It is six new female disciples.
The underground palace was used by several people as a place to secretly study Dan Cao, and there were also Dan furnace scriptures and some spirit stones left by themselves.
Wang Teng once promised that he would stay in the stove for a day, and this T-shaped courtyard would always be kept.
It's just that time flies......
The head of Danxia left, Cheng Budo left, Pei Jin has been an elder for several years, and there is no Wang Teng in the stove.
Danxia Sect has become so unfamiliar.
He gently rubbed the jade slip in his hand and looked at it again.
[There is an extremely rare high-grade spirit stone mine in the Sun family's veins, which was discovered by Sun Qingyun thirty years ago, but he was forcibly taken away by me at that time, and his soul was destroyed under the struggle. γ
[After I was counterattacked, I was silent in the Sun family to recuperate, until I met Sun Binghao five years ago, when he was only a third-level Qi cultivation and extremely controllable. γ
[I guided him to refine the evil flag, affecting his mind, and after his mind was completely destroyed, it would be easy to take it away. γ
[In the past five years, Sun Binghao slaughtered a total of 170 Qi cultivators, including 36 in the late stage of Qi training...... Qi training ......γ
[Sun Binghao often hid in his father's tomb, and after obtaining some spiritual ore with my help, he returned to the clan and met a female cultivator, so he killed her and refined the soul into the flag. γ
[Then Sun Binghao went to Songshanfang Bloody Clothes Building, exchanged for spirit ore, and obtained a total of 122,000 spirit stones......]
The whimpering cold wind passed through the dry forest, and there was a jade pendant in the forest that exuded a faint aura fluctuation, and dozens of unburned jade slips were stacked next to the jade pendant...... That was Sun Huaizong's next job.
He never dreamed that the Taoist companion in Zhao Qing's mouth turned out to be a true cultivator who lived in seclusion in the mountains!
In an instant, he went from a mysterious master on top to a prisoner who was slaughtered by others.
Not only that, but he also had to urge his already small spiritual power to burn jade slips in order to survive......
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A blazing fire rose in the bluestone courtyard, reflected in Si He's bright eyes, and the hot oil from the bear's paws came out, exuding a strange and alluring smell of meat.
The faces of the three of them were all red by the firelight, and Si Hexian pinched the secret method of the imperial envoy, which was originally spread on the flag not far away, and there were also flames rising up.
But it is different from the fire in front of the three of them...... It was the fire of the Divine Dao that Zhao Qing had seen before, and it was closely related to Si He himself.
As the banner was engulfed by the flames, a cold aura escaped.
Zhao Qing only felt a sudden coldness in front of him, and his divine consciousness felt a little uncomfortable.
It was the resentful souls imprisoned in the soul refining banner that were released, but the cultivation of the deceased was too low, far from being able to evolve the remnant souls like Shen Vulgar, and there was no chance of re-cultivation.
The Qi cultivator's body is dead, and leaving only the remnant soul is tantamount to a mortal, and it is just a few cold winds in the winter night.
The aunt's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, silently staring at the evil flag.
The white-haired girl frowned slightly, and with a wave of her little hand, a woman's shadow appeared in the firelight...... It's Sun Qian!
It's just that his eyes are hollow, and he looks at a few people like nothing, and he no longer has that delicate and agile meaning on his body.
Si He said softly: "Follow me, cast incense and gold body in the future, or you can walk in the world again." β
Sun Qian was stunned, and seemed to be unable to understand the strange scene in front of her.
Her form was illusory, manifested in the firelight, and the person in front of her ......
It was the one who had been stationed at Dancaofang for a day.
It was a senior brother of Dantang who had a day of clouds and rain a few years ago.
She is a bright woman with white hair hanging down her shoulders and is as beautiful as a god.
"Senior Brother Zhao Qing?"
Zhao Qing bowed slightly, and looked at Si He suspiciously.
Si He said softly: "According to the Red Dust Immortal Dao, she is already dead and unable to return to the sky. β
"But the soul can be temporarily stored according to the power of incense, if Qingrao comes back to see me, let her take Sun Qian away."
Qingrao...... The one who walked in the path of the White Jade Witch Gu!
Si He looked Sun Qian up and down, and said slowly: "Are you willing to stay on Shouyun Mountain?" β
Sun Qian's figure flickered in the light, and this wisp of soul looked extremely weak.
She still couldn't understand the situation in front of her.
He is already dead, and he has no power to return to heaven......
The golden body of incense revisits the world......
It turns out that this is Shouyun Mountain......
She felt the remnants of the flag in the firelight, and knelt down respectfully and whispered, "Senior Brother Zhao." β
Binghao ...... He's dead? β
Zhao Qing nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Died at the hands of Qing Huan." β
When the words fell, Sun Qian's figure trembled suddenly, and a sad smile appeared on her face when she raised her head.
"Xiaoqian has lived enough, if there is an afterlife, she will bend over as a slave to serve her senior brother."
In the raging fire, a wisp of fragrant soul gradually twisted and rose, turning into a breeze blowing through the world.
The white-haired girl looked calm, and she was already accustomed to the situation in front of her.
But the next moment, she frowned, her beautiful eyes glanced at Zhao Qing, and the transmission of thoughts between her and Zhao Qing was broken again......
Zhao Qing shook his head silently, and used his divine sense to control the reverse side of the bear's paw with a strong fragrance......
The panel in front of him changed slightly.
γSun Qianγ
γEncounter in Pingshuiγ
The name, surname and fetters that originally belonged to Sun Qian disappeared at this moment, as if they had never appeared.
Even the progress of the Wood Spirit Root had dropped by twelve points.
The last traces left by this junior sister of Caofang have also disappeared.
Zhao Qing realized in his heart that Sun Qian was dead, and the bonus she brought would also disappear......
He suddenly had a strange feeling that he couldn't explain.
I've met so many strange people......
The green shadow of the red dust has gone through the tribulation, the Miao sword of the lone star has entered the fate, the Shen vulgar of the remnant soul of the world, and the Qingrao of dry bones.
Everyone is so mysterious.
But Sun Qian ...... But it's an ordinary Qi cultivation mini-repair.
Born in Songshan, his parents died early, and he had to take care of his younger brother.
She should have been to the Immortal Sword Sect, but the inferior Wood Spirit Root was useless for the Sword Cultivation Sect......
This woman from the Sun family finally worshiped the Danxia Sect.
In the same year, there was a junior sister named Gu Qinghuan and a senior brother named Zhang Qiuyang.
She married Qiu Yang, and two years later Qiu Yang died at the hands of Senior Brother Qian.
When the Taoist died, Sun Qian didn't even dare to publicize it, and instead committed herself to Lu Zheng...... After eight years, he finally came to the end of his life and became a deacon of the Danxia Sect Hall.
Maybe she went home to take care of her younger brother, maybe it was to say goodbye, or maybe she took Sun Binghao to Danxia to practice together......
Sun Qian died after all.
As the virtual panel in front of him gradually faded, Danxia had one less deacon, and the Sun family had one less disciple, and that's it.
Pingshui meets, and the deceased ......
Zhao Qing calmed down, turned the bear's paw over again, and lamented the impermanence of the world.
"Xiaoyi prepared a lot of dresses for you before, and I brought them all this time." He looked at Si He and smiled.
Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, she withdrew her thoughts from Sun Qian's matter, and said softly: "I think the moon white gauze dress, or the snow green robe, is more suitable for your temperament." β
One by one, the robes and gauze skirts were taken out, Si He's eyes flashed, and he laughed loudly: "I want your two Zhuzi gauze clothes......
The different styles of costumes were imprisoned by the divine sense, and they were gently suspended in the stone courtyard.
The two bright women smiled lightly, each talking about their preferences...... Wash away the originally heavy atmosphere a lot.
The fire rose in the snow, overshadowing the glimmer of the cold moon.
But in a moment, Si He chose an inky light gauze......
Under Zhao Qing's gaze, the snow muscle jade buttocks were unabashedly revealed, the girl's white hair was covered in front of her, and her eyes were full of light and playful laughter.
She lightly tapped her bare feet, tucked a light veil on her delicate body, and then turned to show Xiaoyi.
At a glance, the ink yarn swayed lightly in the light of the firelight, and the girl's white hair was like satin and snow.
"How?"
The aunt's beautiful eyes swept over her man, and the corners of her lips pursed a smile: "Like a green lotus swaying, her appearance is indescribable." β
I don't know if it's because Xiaoyi arrived at Shouyun Mountain, Si He is in great interest today, and he tried several different skirts one after another......
She pressed Xiaoyi in the snow, leaned lightly on her head, and helped Xiaoyi match a dress.
The woman's slender hand stroked the snow hair in front of her and gladly agreed.
After a long time, the bear's paws sizzled in the firelight, and streams of sparkling oil dripped down, exuding an alluring fragrance.
The pair of red high heels were scattered on the ground, and Si He lightly rested on his aunt's willow waist and explained in a low voice......
"Ordinary Qi Cultivation Foundation Dan, if you die, you will have no skills to return to the sky."
"Even if it's like Sun Qian, if you have a soul left, it's difficult to do anything more...... It is no different from the evil ghosts of the world. β
"The first three realms of the Immortal Dao, from the dantian to the Dao base, the Dao base Ning Jin Dan, aims to cultivate their own power."
"And after Jin Dan turns into a baby, he builds three souls for Yuanying, that is, the three-layer realm of Yuanying."
"At this point, even if he dies, as long as the Yuan Infant is not destroyed, he can still regain his reconstruction, if the Yuan Infant is strong enough and condensed, even the remaining Yuan Infant body can crush many Jindan monks."
Zhao Qing divided the bear's paws, nodded slowly, and said, "Then Sun Huaizong should be regarded as a very weak monk." β
"Nope."
Si He shook his head slowly: "He only has a crippled baby left, so he needs a more suitable furnace tripod to store his soul, if it was in the heyday of the year, even if only the infant escaped, you would not be his opponent." β
The aunt's slender hands were staggered under the head of the mantis, lying in the snow and looking up at the stars, and said softly: "In this way, after the Yuanying Monk was robbed and died, there is still life to be found in the future. β
"Exactly."
Si He said again: "But the ingenuity of the Yuanying is only in the Yuanying realm. β
"After the baby is broken and turned into a god, you can rely on the Yuan Shen to travel to the void, and you can manifest the true magic of the divine soul."
"At that time, even a wisp of remnant soul will have endless power."
Zhao Qing understood what Si He said and concluded......
"In this way, Shen Shi was at least in the realm of transforming into a god before his death."
Si He chuckled lightly and vetoed: "The realm of Shen vulgar is far higher than that of the god of transformation, I am not good at the study of the immortal dao, but she was at least a cultivator above the refining void during her lifetime." β
The aunt spoke slowly: "On the twelfth floor of Yujing, there should be a lot of soul recultivation methods. β
"Zizhu can save the disciple's soul and escape back to Zhongzhou."
Si He smiled: "Hmm...... The soul is immortal, and everything has life. β
She looked at Zhao Qing: "Even if you die, Tai Ayin can bring your soul to Shouyun Mountain." β
Zhao Qing nodded slowly, and when it came to Tai Ah Yin, he took out the Heart Purber and Soul Suppression Stone that he had purchased before from the storage ring.
One of them is the treasure used in the cultivation of the blood-clothed lineage, which contains a strong bloody aura.
The Soul Suppression Stone is a relatively rare talisman material, which can cause a certain amount of suppression and influence on the divine consciousness.
This was something that Si He asked him to prepare in advance to refine the seal spirit weapon.
The girl's eyes flashed with a hint of teasing, and she chuckled, "Call the master." β
Zhao Qing glanced at his aunt and said honestly: "Master." β
Since you can't resist, it's better to lie down and enjoy it, and satisfy Si He's bad taste without pain or itching.
Si He's pretty face was ruddy, and he glanced at his aunt secretly, and his originally fair-skinned neck was also dyed with a touch of red.
She held her hands weakly, and a small white jade scimitar appeared out of thin air, scratching blood marks on her wrists.
The blood of the yellow essence overflowed, dripping on the two treasures like silk, and vaguely seeped into it, and there was no trace.
Si He laughed and said, "The Bloody Clothes Building gave you a drop of essence blood, which is too stingy." β
Gradually, the girl's slender arms trembled slightly, and the blood marks on Hao's wrist healed instantly.
"Save these two bloodstones and refine them into seals in the future, which will be enough to defend against the enemy before you can use Tai'a."
She looked back at her aunt again, beckoned her high heels and held them in her hand, blushing and slowly leaning over, putting them on top of the jade feet for the woman.
Zhao Qing looked silently on the side, and a trace of expectation rose in his heart for no reason.
The aunt was obviously a little uncomfortable, but she still remained silent, wiped Si He's little hand between slender feet, and stepped into the cold jade shoes.
Si He got up slowly, and a relaxed smile appeared on his pretty face: "This is a pair of attacking and killing spirit treasures, which can only be used by Yuanying monks." β
"I added a few seals for my master, although too much power was hidden, it was enough to pass the assessment of the bloody clothes."
Hearing Si He shouting out the master as if nothing happened, Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she looked at Zhao Qing speechlessly.
This is not a puppet body to let her tease, but a god true cultivator in person!
Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh......
Sure enough, living too long is going to have problems with your brain.
But...... Does my aunt have to wear high heels to fight people?
Si He felt that Zhao Qing was complaining about his thoughts, and his pretty face couldn't help but look more ruddy.
She diverted the topic: "The light sword has been suppressed on your Dao foundation, and I have carefully comprehended the sword intent these days. β
"If Xiaoyi has a strong opponent during the bloody clothes assessment, you will secretly draw your sword to block it."
Cheating......
Okay, too.
Zhao Qing looked at his body, but still didn't feel the existence of the lightsword, so he could only ponder it slowly in the future.
The fourteen swords in the secret realm have different sword intents, and this lightsaber is obviously the most bizarre one.
There is no vision manifestation on the cliff, only a few words of sword mark inscription.
So much so that the sword was gone, and the group of bigwigs didn't notice anything abnormal, only Red Lime always followed and vaguely found clues.
Si He gently broke free of his aunt's jade hand, and said slowly: "Long-term contact with me will pass too much longevity and vitality......"
"No problem." Zhou Xiaoyi stroked the pretty face in front of her and laughed softly.
Si He pursed his lips and shook his head, and instantly turned into a little fox and jumped into Zhao Qing's arms.
Zhao Qing: ???
Auntie's Shou Yuan is Shou Yuan, and my Shou Yuan is not Shou Yuan!?
Click.
Click.
Click.
The delicate shoes carved by Zhu Yu made a crisp sound in the snow, making the woman's already proud face even more cold.
This is not the first time Xiaoyi has worn these high heels, a few days ago when she was in the rain with Zhao Qingyun, she also stepped on them and leaned over to serve......
Only this time, this spirit treasure was sealed by Si He, and it was already able to be used as a spirit weapon.
The aunt stepped forward, reached out and held the little fox in her arms, and stroked it gently.
Zhao Qing smiled: "When she is shy, she will turn into something like this." β
Si He's words came from his mind: "It's just a little tired." β
Zhao Qing was noncommittal and took Si He back from his aunt's arms......
What are you kidding, you will live ten years less in one night, and your aunt will not have three thousand years to consume.
He swept his gaze over the fox's ears, and then played with the little fox's slightly curled snow tail.
The girl's laughing voice came from her ears: "What, the little slave is even interested in the beast body?" β
Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at his aunt: "Si He passed on his thoughts to me, saying that he wanted to be ravaged and tortured by you, and leaned over to be a slave." β
Si He: ......
"Get out!"