Together, Zhang Qinghe felt a sense of familiarity, as if it was a certain variant of the Divine Soul Method in the Heavenly Palace.

However, under Taiyin's powerful cultivation, some of his own divine souls in Li Ping'an's Mud Pill Palace were dragged out.

Sensing that the divine soul was being pulled out, Taiyin Xingjun recalled that Fang Jinpa again, as if threading a needle, and carefully fused Li Ping'an's divine soul into it.

That Fang Jinpa has been in flux since Li Ping'an's soul was integrated, as if he was doing something to fight.

From Zhang Qinghe's point of view, he saw that the disgusting skin and flesh covered with mucus were like living creatures, breathing and swelling, as if he had eaten a bad stomach, spasmodizing uncomfortably, but he looked more and more sick.

And its weakness is inseparable from the moon-like knife marks engraved on it by Taiyin Xingjun and Li Ping'an's own Danfa scriptures.

The miserable wail gradually resounded in the realm that was locked up by Zhang Qinghe to obscure the space, and it intensified, as if some living creature was making a final struggle.

If it is a mortal, the moment he hears this voice, he is afraid that he will immediately go crazy, but the few people present are not very afraid of the master, so they just look at it coldly.

The strange treasure first emitted an incomprehensible distortion and then weakened and weakened, leaving only a heavy gasp.

Then the wheezing sound faded and gradually calmed down, and although the wrinkled flesh was still alive and rhythmic, it seemed as if it had become a shell, inhabiting another owner.

The spiritual breath of heaven and earth frantically surged into this silver moon pattern brocade cloth, and filtered through the brocade cloth, flowing into Li Ping'an's meridians, running Zhou Tian, Zhang Qinghe had to take out the source stone hoarded in the Xuan bag.

At the same time, a certain star above the sky condensed the power of the pure star, reflecting into Li Ping'an's Mud Pill Palace, strengthening his own divine soul.

Since then, there has also been a roar of anger in the Mud Pill Palace, but there is nothing that can be done.

"It's done, this treasure is not worse than your sword, and under the influence of my Taoism, there are some interesting qualities, wait for this little doll to find out slowly.

Why, this thing came from you, and you name it?"

Taiyin Xingjun re-grasped the Missing Moon Knife in his hand, and the curled fingers saw that Zhang Qinghe was still terrified.

After all, those who can move the knife on the immortal level treasure can only be the immortal level treasure.

"Let's call it Luo Tianmu, it can cover the breath of the immortals, as a natal object to the end, presumably it can also cover the avenue under the sky, for the physique of peace, it is very suitable, and it is also stained with the characteristics of the Tao of the Star Monarch, which can change day and night. ”

Zhang Qinghe looked at the Jinpa like night, and said in detail, under the watchful eyes of the Son of Heaven, with his familiarity with Tai**, he already knew what the characteristics of Taiyin were - it was just to change day into night or cover up his tracks.

You must know that when he is in the state of being an immortal, he does not use the artistic conception of the Tao rules of the Taiyin Xingjun and the Sun Xingjun.

"Alright, I'm tired, take a break, and don't forget to give me the things as promised. ”

Taiyin's voice came from the jade slip, and she was not wrong, Rao is for her, it is indeed a bit difficult to cross the layers of prohibitions on the jade slip.

The lotus root arm on the jade slip dissipated, and the spiritual light flew into Zhang Qinghe's sac on its own, and then turned dim.

Zhang Qinghe turned around and stared at Li Ping'an, who was hungry and thirsty to absorb the spiritual breath of heaven and earth, the child frowned, and the tears in the corners of his eyes kept flowing, without the slightest happiness as he wished, but his Dao heart was deeply disturbed.

What he saw and heard had too much impact on his mind, almost causing the barrier of his mind to collapse, if it weren't for the essence of the Danfa or pure inaction, just with these few waves, the evil thing in his eyebrows would swallow his soul

- Since the Danfa ran Zhou Tian, although that thing has been a little weaker and angry, it may not be able to stir up the wind and rain.

"By the way, this is a giveaway......"

Just as Zhang Qinghe was thinking about giving Li Ping'an some help, Taiyin's voice sounded from the Xuan Sac, and with a "snap", a token and a mask fell out of his Xuan Sac.

On the token, there are fairy palace pavilions, auspicious clouds and cranes, and the four words "night spirit officer" in the book, exuding a faint ghostly light.

The mask is dark and secluded, and the corners of the eyes are outlined with moonlight-like silver lines, beardless and beardless, and he is a young man.

Needless to say, this thing was in the hands of Taiyin Xingjun.

However, Zhang Qinghe was overjoyed when he saw the token, he also had an iron plate of Wude Xingjun, and naturally knew that the brand of the Heavenly Palace had the effect of purifying the soul, and the cast iron in the secret realm of Li Chengtian's inheritance, as well as the layers of chains on the bronze coffin, were also made of this material.

Zhang Qinghe urged the token of the night spirit officer and landed it firmly into Li Ping'an's arms, and his expression of wrinkling eyebrows instantly eased, and his expression was calm as usual.

The cultivation of the Induction Realm has also gradually begun to build up the foundation of the Dao......

If it weren't for Zhang Qinghe's cover-up, I'm afraid that the visions of heaven and earth would have begun to converge at this moment, after all, Li Ping'an's bloodline is the first person in this world to be the closest to the Dao fetus!

Ishei......

Fifty out of ......

Ninety percent ......

After all, the dark blue Dao Ji hovered above his heart lake, and the Fang Luo Tianmu hung over his head, and the Dao rhyme flowed.

The unruly resentment of this gentleman for many years finally disappeared on his delicate face, but there was a lot more sorrow, Zhang Qinghe only felt that he saw the most complicated face of a teenager in the world.

There is guilt, remorse, hatred, sharpness, and expectations.

Who knows that I Li Ping'an has been deceived for nearly 20 years, and when I hear the Tao today, I know that I am me, and I know it...... What kind of person is he? ”

Breaking the induction at one moment, casting the Dao foundation for half a day, such a natural asset was once again manifested on Li Ping'an, but he no longer had the slightest joy.

The prohibition on his eyebrows still exists, but it only traps the evil thing, and it can no longer blind him.

Li Ping'an slowly opened his eyes, the tears on his white face were not dry, and he wiped it with the big sleeves of the world's clothes, so the cuffs were stained with another layer of dirt.

"Peace, the prince's robe is the face of the palace, it was fine in the past, but now I can't wipe your tears. ”

Zhang Qinghe casually handed the mask of the night spirit officer to Li Ping'an, and stared at the jade slip in the Xuan bag, a little funny.

This time this woman took a big advantage, it was obvious that she was happy to see the talent, and she made a deal with me, and the people in the palace were really ......

He shook his head, and said softly to Li Ping'an-

"The king's time is short, in the past ten years, he has grown up and accompanied him. ”