The room is quiet, on the wooden table, the sandalwood in the dragon and phoenix copper bowl is burning quietly, and the wisps of fragrance linger around, adding to the tranquility and tranquility.

It's just that Kong Fei's expression is quite strange at this moment, his face is slightly pale, and his whole body is trembling slightly, if you look closely, you will find that the wrinkled forehead faintly oozes a trace of white sweat.

After three hours, Kong Fei slowly opened his eyes, with a rare hint of fear in his eyes, grabbed the kettle on the wooden table and swallowed a few mouthfuls, stroked his chest, and calmed down the emotions in his heart.

Kong Fei's appearance in front of him was not because of anything else, but because he was frightened by the cultivation method recorded in the "Yuan Shi True Demon Sutra".

In the world of cultivating immortals, those who can reach the realm of the old monster are all amazing talents, talent, understanding, heart, and perseverance are all far beyond their peers. Maybe it's because they've experienced a lot of things, these old monsters are all cunning and abnormal, unpredictable, and extraordinary.

A primordial infant old monster can independently support a medium-sized human race gathering place, and today, when the realm of the gods has gradually become a legend, it is not an exaggeration to say that these primordial old monsters are standing at the peak of the immortal cultivation world.

According to the division of the realm in the realm of cultivating immortals, the fourth layer of "Soul Fusion" in the "Yuan Shi Zhen Demon Sutra" is roughly equivalent to the level of the Yuan Infant Old Monster, even if the normal cultivation method wants to reach this realm, it is extremely difficult, not to mention the weird and unpredictable "Yuan Shi Zhen Demon Sutra".

The cultivation methods recorded on it made Kong Fei, a person who had experienced strong winds and waves and had a firm mind, feel a sense of horror at first sight, if it weren't for the fact that this magic scripture was really weird and unpredictable, Kong Fei would have thought that the ones recorded on it were simply made up by a crazy person at will.

After reaching the realm of "Gathering Spirits", you can use the virtual shadow condensed by "Origin Spirituality" to collect those invisible things, such as the "murderous energy" collected by the ancient sword cultivators, and the "emotions" required to refine the evil slashing sword.

"Melting" is related to these "emotions".

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and lust are the seven most basic emotions that living beings are born with.

Collect the purest seven emotions in one's heart with the virtual body, take these emotions as "seeds", use the original soul as the "soil", plant these collected emotions on the divine soul, and when the divine soul is completely absorbed by these emotions, these emotions will turn into the seven pure "thoughts", and then merge into the virtual body transformed by the "original spirituality".

However, as the Origin Divine Soul is gradually absorbed by emotions, the Divine Soul will become weaker and weaker, and it will not even be able to control the physical body, and can only live in the hearts and minds of some cultivators.

Thoughts, phantoms and shadows are fused into one, marking the complete completion of the realm of "soul fusion", and then gathering and dispersing invisible, turning into countless thoughts, invading the hearts of others, inducing various emotions of others, all kinds of magical means are strange and unpredictable, and people are unguardable.

After cultivating to the peak of the "Soul Fusion" realm, a natal supernatural power called "Heart Demon Dream Snatching" will also be derived, and the details are not known for the time being.

It's no wonder that Kong Fei is frightened by this kind of cultivation method, not to mention anything else, just using the cultivator's origin and soul as the "nourishment", I'm afraid that if I say it, I will be laughed out by others.

The common sense of cultivating immortals, the origin of the divine soul is the foundation of the cultivator, not to mention being absorbed and swallowed by other things as "nourishment", even if there is a little damage, it will also cause extremely serious consequences, not to mention that the emotions after turning into thoughts, thoughts into phantoms, and phantoms can be re-transformed into thoughts and integrated into the hearts of others, these sound like myths, unheard of, and even unimaginable.

Inside the house, Kong Fei pondered for a long time, and his old face, which was already wrinkled, was even more crumpled at this moment, and finally shook his head slightly, smiled bitterly, and temporarily gave up his plan to cultivate "Soul Fusion".

At this moment, Kong Fei really had a shadow on the "Yuan Shi Zhen Demon Sutra" in his mind, this Demon Sutra did not seem to be a cultivation method that normal beings could compile at all, and even normal beings could not even think of the various cultivation methods recorded in it.

After putting down his mind, Kong Fei suddenly felt a relief in his heart, pushed open the door, walked into the courtyard, and unconsciously, the day had passed quietly, at this moment the moon and stars were scarce, and the faint moonlight was shattered by the old sycamore trees in the courtyard, and the moonlight sprinkled all over the ground, strolling in it, but let Kong Fei's originally restless heart gradually calm down.

Looking at the sky, Kong Fei's heart moved slightly, as if he hadn't seen Jiang Ling'er's girl for a long time.

Thinking of Jiang Ling'er, Kong Fei's mind suddenly echoed in his mind, a month ago, in the dream, Jiang Ling'er's bold and explicit heart, when he heard it, his mind was stirred up into chaos, but now when he recalls it, he feels a little funny.

Thinking out, Kong Fei's eyes closed slightly, and a phantom escaped from the center of his eyebrows, galloping towards the Deer Demon Peak where Jiang Ling'er was.

However, when he saw Jiang Ling'er's appearance at this moment, Rao couldn't help but feel a sense of pity with Kong Fei's indifferent temperament.

In front of him, Jiang Ling'er's cheeks were sunken, her hair was yellow, and her big glasses revealed endless sadness, sadness, regret, anxiety and other emotions.

At this moment, Jiang Ling'er was lying quietly on the bed, her eyes were blank, she seemed to hear the sound of the window being blown by the wind, turned her head to look, and then sighed long, muttering to herself, but the voice was too subtle, and the phantom on the side only faintly heard the words "Demon Nian Senior".

It wasn't until two hours later, perhaps extremely tired, that Jiang Ling'er fell asleep in a daze, and when she saw this, the phantom flickered slightly, and she disappeared directly into Jiang Ling'er's eyebrows.

The mountains are still the same as they were at the beginning, and the water is still the same as before, but there is no green shade, no flowing water, and no butterflies dancing, and the whole world has become gray.

It's just that all of this became very different after the figure of the green-robed Taoist appeared.

"Magic ...... Brother Mo Nian, is it really you? I'm not dreaming, am I? Brother Mo Nian, don't leave me, woo woo ......"

Seeing the Qingpao Taoist, Jiang Ling'er's originally godless eyes instantly widened, with an extremely excited look on her face, and even the words she said seemed a little incoherent, and before the Qingrobe Taoist could react, Jiang Ling'er had already pounced directly, lying in the Taoist's arms and crying, extremely aggrieved.

Looking at the pear blossom with rain in front of him, the green-robed Taoist had no expression on his face, just turned his eyes down, looked towards his wrist, his pupils shrank slightly, and the original only one "love silk" was now densely packed with nearly hundreds, wrapped around his wrist again and again, like a pink bracelet, obviously, this ginger antelope has a deep love for himself, although it will not have the slightest impact on himself, but the green-robed Taoist still subconsciously frowned.

"Brother Mo Nian, where have you been all this time? I thought you didn't want me anymore......"

After a while, Jiang Ling'er seemed to be tired of crying, raised her little face, opened a pair of big eyes, and asked with her eyelashes trembling slightly, which was quite pitiful.

"I can only appear in your dreams, why are you so bothered, one day I will disappear, and then you will be like this, bitter, it can only be yourself!"

The green-robed Taoist said slowly, his tone faintly revealing a hint of alienation and indifference.

Hearing this, Jiang Ling'er's little face was slightly stunned, and she subconsciously left from the arms of the green-robed Taoist, and the whole person seemed to be caught in some kind of thought, and there was a trace of strange brilliance in her eyes.

It was only at this moment that the Qingpao Dao turned his eyes and looked towards Jiang Ling'er's heart, and the next moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Hundreds of pink silk threads drilled out of Jiang Ling'er's heart, soft and weak wrapped around his wrist, in addition to these love silk, there are several different colors of air masses lingering around the love silk, from these air masses, Qingpao Taoist can clearly feel all kinds of different emotions, there are joy, there are confusion, there are firm, there are disappointed, with Jiang Ling'er's mood fluctuations, these air masses are big or small, always in flux.

The green-robed Taoist silently investigated, one of the big red air masses was the largest, revealing pure and extreme love from it, the green-robed Taoist thought moved, but after a while, he sighed lightly, and he really couldn't bear to attack the girl in front of him who had a love for himself.

After a while, Jiang Ling'er seemed to think of something, and her eyes suddenly revealed an endless joy, "I thought of it, Master Lu once told me that the higher the cultivation, the stronger the ability, and when you really cultivate to a certain level, you will be able to turn all the impossibilities in the world into possible, as long as I cultivate enough, I can make you become like me, and truly appear in this world, right?"

After speaking, he looked at himself expectantly.

Seeing this, the green-robed Daoist was a little amused, but he still nodded, "This statement is not wrong, but if you want to cultivate to that realm, I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

"No matter how hard it is, for you, I will definitely try to do it. ”

At this moment, the whole world exudes vitality, and a wave of joy, perseverance, hope, and hard work fills the world.

After saying this, the green-robed Taoist looked at his wrist again, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a breath, and his breath lingered, turning into a three-foot Qingfeng, which fell steadily into the hands of the Taoist.

Seeing this scene, the green-robed Taoist smiled slightly, but before the joy at the corner of his mouth expanded, his face was stunned again, and the originally severed love thread seemed to be re-implicated by some inexplicable force, and it was wrapped around his wrist again.

It's really a constant chop, and the reason is still messy!

Since there is nothing to be done, the Taoist does not care, and he will leave here in the future, after a long time, when Jiang Ling'er gradually forgets himself, these feelings will naturally disappear, and the Qingpao Taoist thought of it in his heart.