The southeast corner of Dayingzhou, 800 miles of Huangting Mountain rises from the ground, the mountain stone axe is cut like a wall, the Tingting of the hope is like a city, Wei 17 hurried by several times, missed the hand, this time it is rare to have leisure, there is interest, he is half joking and half serious, there is Lao Mei Zhenren to do the friendship of the landlord, treat one or two, Mei Zhenren naturally agreed. After the war, the real world collapsed, the leylines were destroyed, Huangting Mountain had long been unrecognizable, Mei Zhenren was accompanied, picking a few peaks and mountains and forests that could still be seen, making a little panhuan, drinking and talking, occasionally mentioning one or two sentences of friction between the Taoist gate and the demon slave, just for talking about it, and passing by with a smile. Huang Tingshan can't go back to the past, and the Daomen can't go back either, given time, if Mei Zhenren can achieve a true immortal, he can assign Huang Tingshan to the Daomen, before that, he can only let those vulgar demon slaves dangle in front of the eye.

Stealing half a day of leisure, Wei Qiqi wandered around Huangting Mountain with Mei Zhenren, walking and stopping, listening to her say some things about the past, and resting in the depths of the mountains and forests at night. Hu Bugui, Zhihe, Yan Chuan and others got the news, and they came to visit one after another, and after a few words, they all noticed that he was indifferent to the affairs of the city and place in Dayingzhou, and they had nothing to do, and they all handed it over to them to deal with. Hu Bugui and Yan Chuan were reassured, a stone fell to the ground, and they laughed a few words before resigning. Zhihe had no intention of mundane affairs, and it was rare to have the opportunity to meet his master, so he took the opportunity to ask for advice or two, and Wei XVII ordered her to practice the soul soldier, and she muttered for a long time, but never spoke.

Zhihe frowned slightly, waiting for the guidance of his master, and finally felt a little apprehensive in his heart, worried that he would go astray and be far away from the avenue. This "soul soldier" is Hu Shuai's magic power created by a hundred years of enlightenment, initially only passed on to the Daming City Lord Wenxuan, has not yet been perfected, since she worshiped under the Wei Division, there is an estrangement with Hu Shuai, Wenxuan followed Hu Shuai, he personally ordered, and there is the benefit of the right hall of the Divine Soldier Hall, the progress is very fast, she groped alone in the dark, and occasionally gained, after all, there is no bottom in the heart.

It's just that the master is in retreat all the year round, and he can't serve left and right, and occasionally he has the opportunity to ask for advice, but he is also exposed to the cold, and there is no accurate faith. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if she became his concubines like Qin Zhen and Ruan Jing, she would be able to listen to their teachings better than her nominal disciples, but she was born as a demon slave and didn't look as good as them. However, there are really not many women around Shizun, except for Qin and Ruan, it seems that only Mei Zhenren who has stepped into the elephant realm, in her opinion, is simply pure-hearted and has few desires.

Wei Qiqi sank his mind into the "One Mustard Cave Heaven" and came to a vast wilderness, the sky was blue, the wilderness was vast, the clouds were like brocade, and the wind and grass were low. Between the thoughts, a slender and thin figure stepped out of the void, the appearance is seven points similar to the support of the lotus, the achievement of the seven-star day true body, the eyebrows of the dragon, the left breast nephew, the right breast Liangqu, the dantian dragon elephant, the cervical vertebrae double-headed fierce ape, the back waist of the turtle, the tail of the heavy bird, is exactly the same.

Dongtian, Yang God, Manifestation, Elephant, True Immortal, Daomen Five Realms, Manifestation is the first difficulty, once stepping into the Manifestation Realm, the magic power is great, and the extraordinary monks can be compared, Geyang Zhenren's generation, together with the fallen Jingyun Zhenren, but two elephants, four Manifestations. After Wei XVII attained the manifestation of sainthood, the creation tree was vigorous, and the cave gave birth to all things, and he could barely transform a puppet into a puppet and use it to derive the exercises, doing what he wanted from his heart, all of which were unsatisfactory, but he could not surpass his own cultivation.

Back then, Hu Bugui asked him, and he did not hide his secrets, and Wei Qiqi knew all the mysteries of the "soul soldier". His mind moved slightly, on the wilderness, this puppet shaped like a support shook his shoulders, the power of the soul was released, the soul power became a soldier, holding a spear of eight zhangba, the courage became a sword, wearing a blue and faint helmet armor, advancing and retreating, urging the power of the soul to the extreme, where it passed, the rumbling thunder was endless, the void was broken, the killing was fierce, and the fierce qi filled the heaven and earth.

Wei Qiqi pondered for a moment, and the seven soul breaths of the Earth Dragon, the Nephew, the Liang Qu, the Dragon Elephant, the Double-headed Fierce Ape, the Fu Turtle, and the Chongming Bird soared, and the puppet could not control the power of the soul, and its body fell and collapsed. He nodded secretly, Zhihe can withstand the seven spirits, among which the nephew and Liang Qu are both heavenly demons, and their physical bodies can be described as extremely strong, but the manpower is sometimes exhausted, blindly strengthening the spirits, and the promotion is limited.

Wei Qiqi conjured up a puppet again, and this time found a different way, trying to replace the seven spirits one by one, and it took months of water grinding to find the best match. Replace the tortoise with the thunder turtle, replace the heavy bird with the winged vulture, and then strengthen the two main souls of the nephew and Liang Qu, which can increase the power of the true body of the Seven Stars Great Sun by one order, and the divine power of the "soul soldier" has also risen, and countless talismans have emerged from the spear, and the loops are linked, condensed into various prohibitions, and the number of changes is instantaneous, and even Wei Qiqi can't see it clearly.

The "Soul Soldier" has been extended to this point, and he has returned to the same path as the Heavenly Demon and the Daomen, and finally got a glimpse of the possibility of achieving a true immortal. Hu Bugui is indeed a rare genius, cultivating and refining the soul of the divine soldier self-autism, isolating the heaven and the earth, and having no chance of the avenue, he was killed to survive, creating a "soul soldier", which is secretly in line with the will of heaven, and the achievement of true immortals is not out of reach.

Exhausted, relieved, the puppet disappeared, and Wei Qiqi took the opportunity to withdraw from the "One Mustard Cave Heaven", thoughtfully. Cave days to comprehend a few months of time, outside the cave is just a short moment, the illusion of a puppet to derive the "soul soldier", just a small test, the Daomen Holy Realm is really unusual, more of this supernatural power, in the future, whether it is to practice the exercises, or to refine the magic weapon, it can be deduced in advance, and there are many detours.

Wei Qiqi was overjoyed in his heart, smiled slightly, took out a thunder turtle spirit, a column of winged vulture spirits, handed it to the lotus, and ordered her to replace the back waist turtle and the tail jiri heavy bird, and continue to temper the "soul soldier", until the seven spirits are integrated, and then come to see him, he will point to a road that has never been opened by the ancients before, and directly to the true immortals.

A word woke up the dreamer, Zhihe's eyes flashed, and he agreed, and a smile appeared on Mu Ne's face.

Wei Qiqi's mind was extremely depleted, and there was a thick fatigue between his eyebrows, he waved his hand to let Zhihe retreat, closed his eyes and quietly recuperated. Mei Zhenren walked slowly to his side, saw that he ignored him, looked at him intently, sighed slightly, and was a little curious, I don't know what happened, he seemed to have been fighting with the enemy for three days and three nights, exhausted, and didn't even bother to speak.

Mei Zhenren knelt beside him, the moonlight and starlight fell on the two of them, the wind swept over Huangting Mountain, and the pine waves were gusting, mixed with the fragrance of grass blades. Wei Qiqi tilted his body, slowly lay down on the ground, pillowed his head on her lap, and found a comfortable position, and after a while, a slight snoring sounded. Mei Zhenren smiled helplessly, looking up at the bright moon, not knowing what day it was.

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