With a wave of the departing man's hand, the thing that invisibly bound Wu Qian disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Wu Qian regained his freedom.

Wu Qian moved his arms for a moment, and then asked, "What are you muttering there, what have you discovered?"

This deviant did not answer Wu Qian, the second was to put his hands behind his back, turned around, looked at the misty mountains for thousands of miles, and kept twisting the blood beads refined with Wu Qian's blood in his hands, and the expression on his face changed several times.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in the deep eyes of this departed man, and he turned back to Wu Qian and said, "Maybe you can really worship the Mixed Yuan Dao!"

This unexplained sentence confused Wu Qian, touched his head, and said, "What the hell are you doing, why did you suddenly say that I can worship the Mixed Yuan Dao." ”

The deviant smiled mysteriously and said, "The old man just used your blood to give you a blood hexagram, and the hexagram shows that if you go north, go to Qingzhou, or have the opportunity to worship the Mixed Yuan Dao!"

"Blood Hexagram?!" The more this deviant said, the more confused Wu Qian became.

"There is even blood hexagram in this world?" Wu Qian said with an exclamation tone.

"A kind of gossip, using blood as a guide, looking for numerology, exploring luck, and seizing the heavens," the apocryphant tried to explain, looking at Wu Qian's confused appearance, and then said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand this blood hexagram, anyway, you just believe me!"

Wu Qian thought to himself, last night Ou Shilang said a lot of things that he had never heard of, and said that there are no strange things in this world, maybe there is really some blood hexagram, he has been hiding in Tibet with his parents since he was a child, how can he know so much.

However, Wu Qian still said that there was a trace of disdain on his face, and said: "I'm afraid that this time your blood hexagram is out of sight!"

"What do you mean by that?" the departed Taoist was slightly stunned and immediately asked.

"You can already see that I am a chaotic physique, and I can't cultivate in this life, how can the Chaotic Yuan Dao accept a disciple who can't cultivate," Wu Qian said.

Hearing this, the deviant actually laughed, and this laugh made Wu Qian laugh again.

"It's true that the Chaos Physique can't cultivate the Dao, but your Chaos Physique is not an ordinary physique!" the departed Daoist finished laughing, and then said to Wu Qian.

When Wu Qian heard this, it was like a stone thrown into his silent heart, causing ripples layer by layer.

"What's so unusual about my constitution? Cultivator?" Wu Qian asked in a tentative tone, holding back the excitement in his heart.

"Naturally, you can cultivate the Tao," said the departed with a relaxed and happy expression.

"Chaos is the origin of the Qianyuan world, so your chaotic physique is actually an innate physique, which is already different, and ordinary chaotic physique really can't cultivate, but once the chaotic physique is activated, it is an excellent physique for cultivation. The apocalypse continued to explain to Wu Qian.

"Activation?Chaos Physique can still be activated?What does this mean?" Wu Qian had never heard of what the apocryphant said, and he kept asking.

"The Chaos Constitution is like a silent extinct volcano, and once activated, it is an active volcano that can erupt at any time, and its body contains the potential to destroy the world!" said the deceitful man.

When Wu Qian heard this, his eyes were about to fall out, and the excited look on his face suddenly appeared, the words of the deviant undoubtedly lit a light in Wu Qian's extremely dark heart.

"How could it be activated?" Wu Qian asked after a moment.

The departed man spread his hands and said: "I don't know, the activation of the chaotic physique is completely providential, and no one can master the trick of activation, just like if you are walking under a glacier, maybe a casual cough will cause an avalanche!"

"It's... It's too mysterious," Wu Qian said with an exclamatory tone.

"Tell me how your life has been very different lately?" said the apocryst.

Wu Qian raised his head and thought about it for a while, and after a while, he couldn't help but let out a trace of self-deprecating wry smile, and said: "The most unusual thing about me recently is that I have been beaten every day, and I have been beaten by a group of people for more than two months!"

The departed Taoist said thoughtfully: "Maybe it's really because you've been beaten too much, and by chance, you have opened up some entrances in your body and activated your chaotic physique!"

Wu Qian smiled bitterly again, and said softly: "It seems that I still have to thank Wang Yucai and Fan Yier, if they hadn't summoned people to beat me every day, my chaotic physique would still be a pool of stagnant water!"

"This is called misfortune and blessing to rely on!" said the apocalypse with a hint of exclamation.

"The chaotic physique has been activated, is it easier for me to open up the dantian than others?" Wu Qian asked again.

The departed man frowned and said, "No, it's more difficult, several times more difficult than ordinary people!"

Wu Qian's heart sank, and he said, "Are you teasing me? It's more difficult than others, and you still say that I have an excellent cultivation physique." ”

The departed Taoist couldn't help but shake his head, and said patiently: "The chaotic physique is the best physique for cultivating and refining the physical body, if you don't cultivate spells, if you cultivate physical arts, the achievements you can achieve are limitless!"

"If you can't open the dantian, it's not a bamboo basket to draw water," Wu Qian said with some frustration.

The departed Taoist patted Wu Qian's shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, this chaotic physique itself is because of its strong physique, so it is difficult to open the dantian, but if you open the dantian and cooperate with your physical skills, it will be like a tiger with wings!"

Wu Qian still didn't seem to have much confidence in himself, and lowered his head and remained silent.

The departed man smiled and said: "It is already a great opportunity for you to have a chaotic physique, what else are you frustrated, hurry up and go to Qingzhou, maybe you have a great opportunity waiting for you in Qingzhou." ”

"Oh, by the way, do you know who the man who attacked you last night was?" asked the apocryst.

Wu Qian thought about it for a while, but decided to tell the departer, "He is Ou Shilang, the head of the Lingbao Sect!"

"Lingbao Sect?" the departer raised his head and repeated in a low voice, then pondered.

"Why did he kill you?" asked the apostate again.

Wu Qian thought to himself: If he knew that the purpose of my trip to the Mixed Yuan Dao was to investigate Liang Wenshu's daughter, would he go to tell the Mixed Yuan Dao, after all, the Mixed Yuan Dao is one of the three Qianyuan Dao, and who in this world does not want to talk to the Mixed Yuan Dao?

"You said that the ghost path is cultivated by absorbing people's souls, so Ou Shilang naturally ambushed my teacher in this wilderness in order to cultivate the ghost path," Wu Qian said.

The departed smiled lightly again and said, "Then Ou Shilang is stupid, I still have to leave my name for the sneak attack on you." ”

"Uh..." Wu Qian was speechless for a while, then calmed down again, and said: "When my teacher died, he said to Ou Shilang that he hoped to die clearly, and Ou Shilang was extremely arrogant, and he expected that we would definitely die, so he told his identity. ”