When Zheng Xu sighed and died, in Chudu, which was far away from Jiaodong County, Su Qin was ushering in another new life.

I don't know when it began, the number "nine" is the supreme.

As we all know, the exercises of every Yin God and ghost recorded on the Twelve Witch Statues are the best in the world, but very few people know that the exercises on the ninth Witch God Statue are the most special, and the most important thing is that the cultivation of this exercise is very fast, and it is the only exercise he can practice.

The crystal that recorded the exercises had been destroyed by his own hands, and every line in the runes and catalogues had been deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind.

In the early years of Changling, he could be regarded as an excellent person among the younger generation of cultivators, but he was not the top, but most of the young talents who were ranked ahead of him did not have such a complicated and bumpy experience as him.

From Baiyang Cave to following Liling County, to escaping from Chudu to Immortal Fu Sect, and then returning to Chudu, his experiences have made him even better, I am afraid that those young talents in Changling back then have few who can compare.

The speed of his comprehension was very fast, and on the way back to Chudu, he had already completely comprehended the technique recorded on the statue of the Ninth Witch God.

However, the transformation of the true element takes a certain amount of time.

After countless exercises, the true element in his body has finally begun the most important transformation today.

The jade palace in the depths of his seven seas quietly collapsed, turning into a crimson sea of blood, and the true yuan circulating in his body also began to turn red, along with his breathing, there was not much of the cold aura of practicing the Yin God and Ghost Exercises outside his body, there was no gray or black light flame, but a faint red light came out.

The red light clearly reflected the flow of vitality behind his body, the vitality flowing from his body, and the vitality that converged from all directions and flowed into his body, like the phantom of a thousand arms, constantly swinging.

The difference in color does not mean the essential difference in the nature of the vitality, and this process of transformation makes him feel only endless pain.

The familiar True Yuan aura disappeared, as if everything in the past had been stripped away, and Su Qin felt that many places in the depths of his body had lost the irrigation of the True Yuan that was like a spiritual spring in the past, but it had become a container that could accept the kind of dead qi that he was extremely disgusted in his daily life.

The flesh and blood of his body became sore, but he quickly sensed many breaths that he couldn't feel at all, which was the smell left after the death of many creatures, and even in the cracks of the mirror-like jade ground of this newly built palace, there were countless traces of such breaths wafting up.

In every breath, as long as his mind moved slightly, these Yin Yuan Qi would be easily inhaled into his body, which was completely different from the previous process of requiring meditation to absorb the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth. This growth of vitality in the body has become extremely simple and crude.

Su Qin stretched out his left hand, sensing the countless Yin Yuan Qi in the jade cracks, sensing the phantom shadows of these Yuan Qi converging into arms behind him, and a self-deprecating and emotional smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His left hand was twisted and looked hideous and ugly, even if he had mastered some means of using this hand to cast talismans in the Immortal Fu Sect, but compared to the talisman that Zhang Yi comprehended later, it was a side path that was not worth mentioning after all.

It's just that he wasted one hand, but he happened to get such a technique, and this seems to be the location of the magnificent newly repaired palace, but it is the location of the Chu Imperial Palace that was burned down before, and many cultivators died here in that fire, just enough to provide him with enough Yin Yuan breath to step into the courtyard, in this darkness, it seems that there is a providence.

He looked at his crippled left hand, and instead of retracting his sleeve, it landed on the celestial spirit of the man in front of him.

This is a prisoner, a well-known cultivator from the Chu region, one of the generals loyal to Zheng Sleeve, who was severely injured and captured by the cultivators of the Great Qi Dynasty in a battle somewhere after the Chu capital was broken.

When his left hand was about to touch this person's heavenly spirit, the man, who had been closing his eyes and seemed unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes, then looked at him, and said with a sneer: "I didn't expect you to be a Qin sword cultivator, but you changed the Qi Yin Divine Ghost Thing Determination Method, but have you ever thought about it, no cultivator who cultivates Yin Divine Ghost Thing dares to directly kill a living person to absorb vitality and cultivate." ”

This Chu cultivator had obviously been pretending to be unconscious, and he had clearly sensed the process of Su Qin's true yuan change.

What he said is also the supreme principle in the spiritual world.

For cultivators who cultivate Yin Gods and Ghosts, absorbing the vitality of Yin Gods and Ghosts between heaven and earth is indeed completely different from directly killing cultivators to absorb vitality. In some stories, there is a strong resentment in the vitality of the cultivator who has just been killed, and it is full of curses, but the real situation is that even for the cultivator who also practiced the Yin God and Ghost Thing Determination Method, after being killed, the Yin God and Ghost Divine Element Vitality emitted by the body needs time to be naturally transformed.

Time can change everything in heaven and earth, and so can vitality.

"That's just the past and your perception. ”

However, Su Qin only responded lightly.

Without any pause, his hand fell on the Heavenly Spirit of this Chu cultivator.

The destructive power that penetrated from the Heavenly Spirit easily killed this Chu cultivator who had been imprisoned in the sea of qi and had no ability to resist.

As he breathed, his left hand glowed with a strange red light, and then the red light, which had no cold meaning before, finally began to become cold.

There was an eerie black mist that formed outside the red light, but the red light on his hand became more and more intense, making his left hand and the cultivator's body seem to completely melt together.

Blood-colored air currents continued to pour into his body.

A suppressed muffled roar welled up from Su Qin's throat, and among the thousands of arms behind him, one suddenly condensed into substance, turning into a terrifying bloody hand.

The body of the Chu cultivator fell backwards, and there was a soft snap, as light as rotten wood.

"Come in"

Su Qin slowly raised his head and whispered to the outside of the hall gate, and the terrifying bloody hand quietly disappeared behind him.

The doors of the temple were opened.

Looking at the pair of delicate twin sisters who walked in from outside the hall, his eyes were full of regret.

"Thank you for giving me so many great memories. ”

He looked seriously at the pair of palace maids who had served him for many nights, and sighed and said, "I thought that one day I could give you a good future, but unfortunately you still accidentally revealed a trace of undeserved aura just now. ”

He shook his head and continued, "I really didn't expect that you were actually King Qi's people. ”