Chapter 40: Splitting the Soul

Do you want to consult Uncle Li Chun and Elder Gan Wansheng? It's just that Li Chun has not yet left the customs, and Elder Gan Wansheng doesn't know where to go.

It was also a loss to stop this unrealistic idea, in the Wanfa Sect, there are not many people who can win his trust. If he recklessly took such a treasure of heaven and earth, how would he deal with himself? Instead, he would become suspicious of each other, and at that time, how could he be embarrassed?

After consulting a large number of jade slips and confirming that it was a soul-nourishing wood, Zhang Ran was able to relax his chest.

He played with the soul-nourishing wood in his hand, teasing the purple lotus in the sea, and shouted endlessly.

When he had enough spirit and no worries, Zhang Ran set up a forbidden formation outside the cave.

"Soul Splitting Technique" is worthy of the supreme secret method. Senior Sister Gu Xin and Senior Brother Tie Ming were as afraid as snakes and scorpions, and they had no intention of cultivating at all, for fear that one would be bad and make themselves stupid, and they also persuaded Zhang Ran not to cultivate. Zhang Ran laughed at it, and didn't say that he had to cultivate.

The main purpose of the "Soul Splitting Formula" is to divide the spiritual consciousness that dwells in the sea of consciousness into one or several wisps. This detachment of spiritual consciousness exists as an individual in the sea of consciousness. The benefits are obvious, being able to control one more artifact at the same time. Theoretically, the more spiritual consciousness is separated, the more magic weapons can be overridden.

The harm is not clear enough, cutting off the spiritual sense, as long as the slightest carelessness, the sea of knowledge will be greatly damaged, and from then on, it will have no chance with the immortal road.

A look at the spiritual sense, the soul nourishing wood appeared in his hand. A viscous purple spiritual power enveloped the soul nourishing wood and instantly refined it. On the inconspicuous appearance of the soul-nourishing wood, a trace of white, exuding a unique fragrance, drilled into Zhang Ran's sea of knowledge. The happy purple lotus waved out a purple mist and took that little bit of white as her own.

According to the steps of "Splitting the Soul Technique", Zhang Ran tried to pull a trace of the sea of consciousness outward.

In the sea of consciousness, it was as if a blunt knife that had not been used for a long time appeared, cutting towards that wisp of spiritual sense. This kind of pain is three points better than the pain of digging up the flesh and mending the sores. This kind of pain seems to slowly pull out the meridians in the body. This kind of pain is not the result, but the long process. , the punishment of Ling Chi in the world, in order to magnify this unbearable pain a hundredfold and a thousand times.

The spiritual consciousness has not yet been divided, and it is still very firmly attached to the sea of consciousness. Countless Venus stars shone brightly in front of me, and soon, darkness seemed to gradually fall.

Zilian was quite generous, and threw some of the white silk threads she devoured from the soul-nourishing wood into the sea of knowledge. As if he was still not at ease, his body swung, and a purple halo of light enveloped the injured sea of knowledge.

Zhang Ran, who was about to fall into a coma, was awakened by Zilian, and the enthusiasm of the blunt knife was undiminished, but fortunately, this wisp of spiritual sense had been split into most of it. With a little more effort, you should be able to succeed.

The pain came like a tidal wave, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of blood arrows sprayed to the ground.

Zilian rolled her eyes, this guy is too careless, he released a few traces of the fragrance that he finally got his hands on, and the rich purple mist brushed it in the sea of knowledge.

The effect of the soul nourishing wood, coupled with the purple lotus's rebellion, he survived the biggest crisis since his cultivation.

Zhihai is restored as before, if there is any difference, it is that there is an elf connected to his heart in Zhihai. The elves swim and are full of spirituality.

With a slap of the storage bag, the high-priced flying sword with two sharp ends stopped beside him, and Zhang Ran branded the spiritual sense that had just been split.

After experiencing this pain, he didn't dare to cultivate the "Splitting Spirit Technique" anymore, and it made people shudder to think about it.

He casually performed a spiritual rain technique, washed his body soaked in cold sweat, took out a black robe from the storage bag, and put it on his body. Open the ban and come to the stone platform.

The mountain breeze full of aura blew away the tiredness of his body, and Zhang Ran suddenly felt refreshed.

As soon as the spiritual sense moved, the Zixiao Sword and a high-priced flying sword appeared in mid-air at the same time. The dragon groaned and the phoenix roared, and the wingspan of the sword body wanted to pierce the long wind.

With the overtaking of spiritual sense, two parallel flying swords, one left and one right, one up and down, high or low, looking forward and backward, going back and forth at will. The purple sword shadows crisscrossed and criss-crossed, and countless sword lights drew out the path tracks, one disappearing and the other, haunting in mid-air.

Controlling two flying swords at the same time, Zhang Ran felt a bit similar to the martial arts of mortals. After a few breaths, he found that the envoy's two flying swords were still very jerky, and it was quite difficult to control them.

There is no skill to speak of, and I will have to practice more diligently in the future. The art of protecting the way, for those who practice, is where the confidence lies.

After cultivating the flying sword, he opened his storage bag, and he didn't look at it much until now. There are not many things, two flying swords, four jade slips, a silk silk that records the "Ice Melting and Flame Technique", a bunch of spirit stones, and a few changes of clothes.

The exercises recorded in the silk silk can be used soon after the foundation is built, but unfortunately there is no cultivation to the Jindan period, and I don't know if I can find it in the year of the monkey. Looking for a needle in a haystack, there is no trace. This uncertainty about the future is what he is most dissatisfied with.

There is no shortage of spirit stones, there are less than 300,000 low-cost spirit stones, and less than 30,000 medium-grade spirit stones. This belonging, the foundation building monk of the Wanfa Sect, is also difficult to match. The exchange of spirit stones in the shop in Qingyun City is really ruthless.

This is all the capital of cultivation, and there is nothing that I didn't get with a knife and a gun, fighting for my life.

Suddenly thinking of something, Zhang Ran slapped his head, and promised to go see the girl. It's been almost six or seven days, and I'm afraid that the girl is just hanging up the oil bottle with her mouth upturned, hey, her guarantee is really not worth a spirit stone.

Yan Lao Zu's cultivation place, is it so easy for him to go, blame himself for agreeing too simply, leaving no room for anything.

Hard-headed, he drove to Qingyunfeng Square, and the Law Enforcement Hall was in a large hall not far from the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall.

Two foundation-building monks, a man and a woman, walked towards him, but he couldn't dodge it, so he had to bow his hand.

The male foundation building monk is Jiang Yuanfeng, with a tall posture and fair skin. The female foundation building monk is Jiang Wangqin.

"You are Zhang Ran? I heard the disciples in the sect talk about you. Many disciples in the sect have already built a foundation, why are you still in the Qi acceptance period?" Jiang Yuanfeng said noncommittally.

Jiang Wangqin beside him, when he met Zhang Ran at the first time, was very surprised, and an indescribable feeling floated in his heart. Along the way, she received a lot of help from Zhang Ran, and she was also fond of him. It's just that creation makes people, the teacher's fate is difficult to disobey, and he also carries the family mission, so he has no choice but to form a Taoist couple with Jiang Yuanfeng.

Seeing Zhang Ran's respectful attitude, she described one end and said, "Zhang, Master Zhang's nephew is not harmed, and his cultivation is still smooth." ”

Zhang Ran said: "Thank you Uncle for your concern, the disciple must work hard." ”

After saying hello, Jiang Yuanfeng and the others walked towards the miscellaneous hall.

If it were before, Zhang Ran would feel uncomfortable. After some incident, the young shoot that had once germinated died young. He didn't complain about Jiang Wangqin at all, and he also understood that what she was carrying was too heavy. The sound of "Master Zhang's nephew" pulled the two farther away.

The girl didn't come out, and he didn't dare to go to the law enforcement hall to disturb. Just as he was about to turn back, a fairy in white stepped on a flying sword and stood beside Zhang Ran.

It turned out to be Uncle Lu, Lu Yilan.

She smiled slightly and said, "It's here to see the girl, you, the girl has cried several times." She gently blamed.

With a flick of his hand, a transmission note shot towards the Law Enforcement Hall. Before she could breathe, the girl rushed out, followed by two female cultivators who seemed to be guards.

The girl had sharp eyes, and she had already seen Zhang Ran, so she threw herself into Zhang Ran's arms and cried.

Lu Yilan rubbed the girl's head and coaxed: "Nian'er wants to learn to fly with grandpa, and your brother also wants to fly, don't you? Do you want to let your brother fly in the sky?"

Lu Yilan's words came to the girl's heart, she stopped crying, stopped crying, and looked at her brother and smiled embarrassedly.

Zhang Ran pulled the girl and looked at Lu Yilan gratefully. Lu Yilan glanced at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Ran looked at Lu Yilan and was slightly stunned, which one is her, the contrast with the handsome young man in Qingyun City is too great.

The girl is more energetic than before, and she is more beautiful. She repeated her old trick with Zhang Ran in her left hand and Lu Yilan in her right hand, shouting, go, take me to play.

Qingyunfeng Square is huge and boundless, and the three of them talk and laugh, just like mortals. Zhang Ran took the trouble to correct Lu Yilan, and he didn't have an Uncle Lu anymore.

Zhang Ran made an appointment with the girl, she was not allowed to cry if she was not by her side, and she wanted to listen to her grandfather and sister, and the girl nodded steadily.

Heavenly Sword Peak, in a cave of foundation-building monks halfway up the mountain. Bai Yusheng's face was ruthless, his cousin was unreliable, and he couldn't even solve it with a small disciple in the Qi acceptance period.

Lu Yilan is a piece of imprisonment in his heart, he will never tolerate others getting involved, and he has begged Daoliang Ancestor for so many years, but he can't even get a reply. Every time I see her, I don't mince words to him when I go back, which makes him angry. It's good that he has cultivated well, and he is still backed by the mountain of Daoliang Ancestor, and his cultivation is not bad at all, why doesn't he move his mortal heart.

For him, Yan Xian'er is just a rag that can be thrown away at any time, and he wants to cling to himself and is obsessed with his mind.

The events of these days have been reported one after another. How can this kid dare to compete with himself. Is there anything he can rely on? Impossible, if someone really supported him, he would not have gone to the border desert city to squat for three years.

He walked back and forth in the living room of the cave with his hands behind his back, thinking about whether he could find a foolproof solution once and for all.

The way must be thought of carefully, and it will always make him die. He can't do it in the Wanfa Sect, so he doesn't believe that this kid will stay in the sect for the rest of his life. As long as you get out of this sect, quietly send a few people to kill him outside, and if something goes wrong, you can push it to Sanxiu.

Zhang Ran didn't know that the past few days with Lu Yilan would provoke Bai Yusheng to kill him.

He meditated cross-legged on the futon, holding Yan Laozu's jade slip in both hands, and he was fascinated.

From the general period to the qi acceptance period, in addition to receiving the guidance of Li Chun and Gan Wansheng, he basically figured out and explored by himself. The ancestor's jade slip explained in detail the feelings of the foundation building process and the aspects to be paid attention to.

For Zhang Ran, this is more than a treasure!