Chapter 164: Soul Ge
Han Leng was lying on the bed, snoring and sleeping, Xiaoice was lying on his chest, his ears drooping down, as if blocking Han Leng's magic sound to fill his ears, and there was still a little resentment in his tired eyes, how could this master sleep and make strange noises.
While Xiaoice was thinking, Han Leng turned over and directly pressed Xiaoice under his arm, and one hand was still caressing Xiaoice's hairy stomach.
After a while, Han Leng woke up from his dream, full of energy, and Xiaoice was already asleep in bed, his body curled up.
Han Leng stretched out his finger, the spiritual light flashed between his fingers, and gently at the center of Xiaoice's eyebrows, a trace of pure spiritual power entered Xiaoice's mind, and in Xiaoice's mind there was a diamond-shaped inner pill, which was used to establish a spiritual connection with the master.
Wrapping spiritual power around Neidan, Xiaoice and Han Leng established a master-servant relationship, Han Leng can communicate with Xiaoice through this bridge, although the spirit beast is a little smart, but still not as intelligent as humans, can only conduct superficial conversations, command it to do something.
Han Leng learned from his memory that Long Qi likes to eat water spirit stones, which is also the main way for it to advance in the early stage, and then it is the inner pill of the draft attribute, Han Leng has already made plans, if you want to feed Xiaoice Neidan, you must pick those high-level demon beasts, he can't look at the low-level, and it is useless to eat Xiaoice.
He used the spirit beast bag to pocket Xiaoice who was sleeping on the bed, and it still slept sweetly in the spirit beast bag, and it didn't feel stuffy at all.
The spirit beast bag couldn't fit into the storage ring, Han Leng had tried it once earlier, maybe because the vitality array in the spirit beast bag couldn't be integrated into other spatial formations, so he hung the spirit beast bag on his waist.
After that, Han Leng sacrificed the flying boat and flew towards the bamboo forest of Hansong Zhenren, and when he was about to arrive, he collected the flying boat and walked into the bamboo forest on foot.
Hansong Zhenren took a nap in the house, there was a tea set on the table, the tea fragrance was overflowing, just this mellow taste, I knew that it was a rare good tea.
There were two teacups on the table, one with tea and one without tea, Hansong Zhenren took a sip of tea, and after putting down the teacup, he picked up the teapot and poured tea into the teacup opposite.
The wooden door creaked open, and a young man dressed in white walked in from outside, as if he was going home, and sat down directly after entering, and took a sip of tea from his teacup.
"Shhhhh
Han Song Zhenren had a warm smile on his face, he admired Han Leng's style more, and when others saw him, they were always respectful and very restrained, so he had to put on a condescending cold face, as if only in this way could those who wanted to slap him feel happy.
Only when talking with Han Leng can he show his childlike side to the fullest, he is simply an old naughty boy.
"The tea is brewed with thousand-year-old ginseng, and the water is taken from the ice and snow water of the Tianshan Mountains in the extremely cold and snowy region, and the taste is naturally not too bad. Han Song Zhenren chuckled and said, although the place where he lives is simple, the quality of life is the standard that a monk in the late Yuan Infant period should have, and he uses thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng to make tea and drink, I'm afraid few people can afford it.
When Han Leng heard that it was a tea made from thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng, a green light appeared in his eyes, this is a great tonic for cultivation, mortals eat it to prolong their lives, and monks can also increase it for decades, but the effect will be much worse after brewing it into tea.
Picking up the cup, a wisp of cold air appeared in the palm of his hand, turning the tea in the cup into herbal tea, and then he drank it all at once, and he didn't taste anything at all.
After a cup of tea into the stomach, the spiritual power in the body seems to be mobilized and runs on its own, and Han Leng also entered the Jindan period, only after he knew that the spiritual power would be transformed into true yuan through Jindan, and the true yuan was more pure, and after being released from the body, it would be automatically converted into spiritual power or mana according to the weapons used by the monks.
Mana is the power used to cast spells, and the use of spiritual weapons such as spirit runes requires spiritual power to operate.
"The thousand-year-old spirit ginseng is a great tonic, and the predecessors actually used it to make tea, which is really too generous!" Han Leng couldn't help but sigh after drinking it, and then he picked up the teapot and poured himself a full cup, and filled the cup for Han Song Zhenren.
"Okay, the old man still has half a piece of spiritual ginseng here, if you can use it, just take it with you when you go back." Han Song Zhenren couldn't help but smile when he saw Han Leng looking like he would suffer a loss if he didn't drink a few more glasses.
When Han Leng heard that there was a half-spirit ginseng, he immediately put down the teacup that had just been put to his mouth, and after thinking about it carefully, what he had just done seemed to be out of shape, he was a person with a Shun and Reverse Stone, and it was not a problem how many years of heaven and earth treasures he wanted, how could he bend his waist for a thousand-year-old spirit ginseng.
"Ahem, the disciple has lost his temper. It's just that I haven't seen a thousand-year-old quality spirit ginseng for a long time, and I really can't control it, and I still look at my predecessor Haihan. Han Leng said with a straight face, changing the smile just now, but there was still a bit of cleverness in his eyes, as if he was just making a show.
Han Song Zhenren also knew that Han Leng was a cynical person, and he couldn't learn that kind of sleek and sophisticated, but this pure heart was the most important disposition of a monk.
"It's okay, the thousand-year-old spirit rune is indeed more attractive to you, but the antique spirit rune that the old man is going to teach you today is much more precious than this thousand-year-old spirit ginseng, that is, your thunder rune, and you have to stand aside in front of the antique spirit rune. Han Song Zhenren stood up, and said with a glint in his eyes, the antique spirit rune is a top-level intermediate spirit rune, and it is infinitely powerful, and it is not unreasonable for him to dare to say that it is not unreasonable to let the thunder rune stand aside.
"Senior, don't sell it, take it out and let the disciples see it. Han Leng looked impatient, the antique spirit talisman he had been thinking about day and night was finally going to be seen today.
Han Song Zhenren waved his hand and said, "Go underground with the old man to have a look." ”
After saying that, Hansong Zhenren walked to the wall, stepped lightly on the floor, and the floor fell down immediately, and he floated on the mouth of a bottomless black rumbling hole.
Watching Han Song Zhenren sink into the cave little by little, Han Leng also followed, he pinched a trick in his hand at the entrance of the cave, his body floated lightly, and then he also entered the cave.
There was a faint blue light on the real person of Han Song below, and Han Leng followed the light down, and when it fell about seventy or eighty zhang, the blue light stopped.
The further down it goes, the lower the temperature becomes, and even a little chilly, but Han Leng's body can still withstand this coldness, and seeing that the blue light stopped, he also accelerated to fall.
In front of the two of them was a stone gate carved with patterns, only to see Han Song Zhenren step forward, stretched out his hand and flew into the stone gate, with the light flashing, the stone gate was rumbling to both sides of the indention, revealing the scene behind the stone gate.
But seeing the phosphorescent glittering in the cave, and a few piles of white bones fell on the corner of the stone wall, Bu Han Leng thought to himself, these are the first few apprentices accepted by Hansong Zhenren, and they really died tragically, and they all became white bones.
Han Leng looked over, his eyes also changed slightly, he only felt a cool air rising from his back, when he didn't come here, he felt that no matter how dangerous it was, there was a degree, with the superb talisman attainments of Xuan Lingzi's predecessors, it was not easy to learn an antique spirit rune.
Now that he came to the stone cave and saw these white bones, Han Leng began to retreat in his heart, this is really a bit dangerous.
Han Song Zhenren also noticed the change in Han Leng's eyes, so he smiled and said: "These people are all the old man's sworn enemies before, the old man led them here, and with the help of the power of the antique spirit rune, he annihilated them in one fell swoop. ”
"What? it's all Yuan Infant Stage ......" Han Leng exclaimed, how strong was that antique spirit rune, it could actually kill three Yuan Infant stage monks, so it seemed that it was really a few points stronger than his thunder rune.
"You don't need to be so surprised, of course it's not so simple to use the antique spirit talisman to kill the Yuan Infant Cultivator. There is a fallen spirit carefully arranged by the old man here, using this array to trap the three of them, and then using the antique spirit rune to kill. Han Song said slowly.
Obviously, the Fallen Spirit Array that Han Song Zhen said was also a very good formation.
Han Leng rolled his eyes, and there was an introduction to the Fallen Spirit Array in his mind, the general formation is evolved in the Tai Chi Bagua, the Four Elephants and the Five Elements, and the Fallen Spirit Array is condensed by the person who arranges the array itself with the true element, and the power is also determined according to the cultivation of the person who arranges the array, and the arrangement of this array will deplete the longevity of the array master and Taoism.
If it was the Fallen Spirit Array arranged by Han Leng, he would be considered strong if he could trap the monks of the Foundation Building Period, and he didn't know how much Shouyuan the Fallen Spirit Array would take from him, in case he finished arranging this array, before the enemy attacked, he would die because of exhausting Shouyuan, wouldn't it make people laugh.
"The cultivation of the seniors is profound, and the disciples are beyond their reach, so please take out the antique spirit runes quickly, the disciples can't wait. Han Leng first praised it, and then slowly said his thoughts.
Han Song Zhenren laughed, stretched out his palm, and suddenly a ball of blue light appeared in his palm, and a breathtaking blurred aura appeared instantly.
Han Leng's eyes were also in a trance, as if a big drum suddenly appeared in his mind, which was constantly beating, and the sound of knocking hit his heart directly, but fortunately, the Soul Forging Sutra was running in time, and a cool feeling emanated from the center of his eyebrows, and the drum sound in his mind gradually dissipated.
This antique spirit rune is so mysterious, it has a breathtaking effect before it is activated, if it weren't for the Soul Forging Sutra playing a role, he would probably be dizzy for a while.
After his mind returned to calm, Han Leng fixed his eyes, only to see a blue spirit rune floating quietly in the hand of Han Song Zhenren, there was only one pattern of Zhan Ge on the spirit rune, such a simple spirit map, even simpler than the pattern on the low-level spirit rune, let Han Leng be dazzled.
"Doesn't it feel strange, why is the spirit map of the antique spirit rune so simple, the so-called avenue is simple, and the sound is loud. This is the antique spirit rune soul Ge, once this talisman is activated by infused spiritual power, it can produce the effect of slashing souls, and the soul of the primordial infant stage can't withstand it!" Han Song Zhenren explained slowly.