The statue of the god enshrined in the Mingyuan Taoist Temple has been transported. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After many years, the statue has been eroded to a very rough time in the years, but you can vaguely see an old man in a Taoist robe, although the lines are blurred, but you can vaguely see a little ethereal and unpredictable feeling, indifferent to the world, high dwelling, the world is supreme.

One of the two ancestors of Daomen, the supreme patriarch!

Kiyohara withdrew his gaze from the statue and exhaled in his heart.

Dao Ancestor is the true body of the manifestation of the Great Dao, every Dao Ancestor is different, the one in front of him, even if it is a vague stone statue, still has an indifferent immortal aura that makes people look up.

"Supreme Patriarch ......"

Qingyuan knew that this was a treasure of the Mingyuan Taoist Temple, and the method of absorbing the power of incense was also extremely precious.

Previously, the water source chief had already known that he had a soul spirit in his hand that needed to be repaired, but at that time, the water source chief did not tell the matter of the god statue. It's just that after this time, Qingyuan spent a great deal of money, gave up the rhizome of the fairy lotus, and integrated it into it, risked his life, suppressed the dragon, solved the hidden dangers of the Mingyuan Taoist Temple for many years, and laid the foundation.

Such a huge kindness made the Daoist Master of the Water Source willing to let him read the inheritance books of the Taoist Temple, and gave this secret technique and this statue.

"He Qing, this matter is up to you to decide. ”

Qing Yuan looked at the soul true spirit above the psychic treasure and said: "But your soul is not complete, and your thoughts are damaged, since I am now at the peak of the four heavens, I have achieved success in the Dao, and I have a higher grasp, so I should not delay." I'll restore your soul and soul tonight......"

A voice came from He Qing, which was answered.

......

Night.

Qingyuan had already instructed Qiming and the others not to approach the room so as not to disturb them.

"Alright. ”

Kiyohara took a deep breath and looked at the faint light.

The Psychic Treasure was taken over by him, and the mana worked, erasing all the traces and formation patterns on it, and returning to the original material.

The original purpose of the Psychic Treasure was to identify all kinds of things, and it recorded the insight of the Venerable Master of Danxi. But this master of Danxi is not very high, and his knowledge is not very extensive. Previously, Qingyuan also tried to see if there was anything recorded in this psychic treasure book, and after some investigation, he found that he didn't know much, and later he also brought some luck to identify the Qinglian immortal species, but naturally there was no result.

At this time, for Qingyuan, the greatest use of this Psychic Treasure is that the material is extraordinary, which is conducive to the soul Yin God, and can help restore He Qing's soul true spirit.

"You should just get some sleep. ”

Qing Yuan looked at the faint light, his tone was gentle, and he stretched out his hand and pressed it, and the psychic treasure immediately turned into powder.

He sprinkled the powder on the ground and sorted it according to the yin and yang rituals to form a pattern.

Then He Qing's true spirit was in the eyes of the yin fish, which belonged to yang. And the principle of purity stands in the eyes of the yang fish, which belongs to yin.

He Qingzhen's spirit has fallen asleep in the past, Qingyuan stands in the yang realm, standing in the yin of the yang, and among the eyebrows, it is where the Xuandu Purple Mansion is located, there is a nine-fold jade building to guard, as his thoughts turn, the yin spirit wanders, out of the nine-fold jade building, and then out of his eyebrows.

This is an illusory pure plain, which cannot be seen with the naked eye because it is incarnated by the Yin God, and only the Venerable Master can see it with the Dharma Eye.

The Yin God crossed the line and came to He Qing.

So, the Yin God reached out and picked up He Qing's true spirit.

The physical body is yang, and now that the yin god is out of the physical body, he is not afraid of damaging He Qing's soul true spirit, and he can start repairing the true spirit for her.

Outside, the stars and the moon are shining.

Inside, the lights are out.

......

The night is getting darker.

Silence is flat.

Suddenly, the illusory figure let go of the soul true spirit with both hands, and gradually retreated, following the original path, retreating to the front of Qingyuan's physical body, and then jumped backwards, and sank into the body again.

The yin god entered the body, lived in the ancestral hall of the eyebrows, and then entered the nine-fold jade building, connected to the four-story building, returned to the Guandao building, and was in the starry sky.

At this time, Qingyuan Fang opened his eyes, and with a flick of his hand, a wind blew.

The dust of the psychic treasure was blown away, and the window was broken open and lifted out of the room.

"You ......"

He Qing's voice was a little hesitant, "I ......"

I still remember all the experiences I had when my soul was damaged, but I was quite sluggish and slightly confused, and when I thought about it now, it was like a dream. At this time, the soul is repaired, the consciousness is complete, and it is no different from before death, and the thoughts have been complete, but there is a sense of dreaminess.

"It's okay. ”

Qing Yuan laughed, and then considered his words, and then told He Qing all the things about the growth of his soul, as well as the changes in He Qing's future, the incense power of this idol, and so on, and stated the pros and cons, as well as the risks.

Even, he also revealed to He Qing a little hope that he would be very likely to get a "divine body" in the future.

But he also knows that many things still can't be said too much, after all, there are always accidents in everything.

Although the immortal seed fell into the hands of Qingyuan, it is still unknown how far Qingyuan can go in the future, and whether it can keep the immortal seed in the future and be able to plant it successfully is unknown.

Therefore, he didn't dare to assert that there must be a divine body in this matter, so he only revealed a little, and did not make a conclusion, and then asked He Qing what he meant.

"Soul, true spirit, incense?"

He Qingyuan is a mortal, she has not practiced, and she doesn't know what is at stake, but after Qingyuan's story, she thought for a long time, and finally spoke up, and said softly: "I believe in your ......"

Through the Taoist method and the statue of the gods, absorb the power of incense and fire, and strengthen the true spirit of one's soul, so that although there are some troubles, as long as you change the body of a natural god, you can be worry-free.

What Qingyuan is worried about is nothing more than that the immortal seed will be taken away in the future, or the immortal lotus will not be planted and will not be able to obtain the body of the gods.

At this moment, she said that she believed in Qingyuan, and the answer was clear.

"It's a big deal for you, so I'd better think about it a little more carefully. Kiyohara exhaled, not making up his mind immediately.

He Qing responded, and then fell silent again, and there was no more movement.

The Yin God repairs the soul, but in fact, it is the soul contact between the two.

The soul is the foundation of the human body, He Qing's family education is strict, and he feels that this kind of contact is more than the kiss of the skin, which is already a Yue Li, although he is still young, but it is difficult to let go.

Qingyuan didn't think about this aspect, and was about to open his mouth and say something.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from my ears.

"You can't escape. ”

The voice was heavy, with a bit of murderous intent.

"Who?" Qing Yuan was stunned, revealing a look of surprise, and stretched out his hand to take He Qingzhen's spirit back, and at the same time, with a flip in his hand, the white jade ruler fell on his hand, the ancient mirror hung above his head, and the mirror light fell.

He swept over the shadows, and there was nothing strange around him.

Where does the sound come from?

"Who's the Daoyou?"

Qingyuan's voice was low, and his power was unleashed.

The four fields were silent.

Only the sound of the wind died down, with a slight sense of slaughter. (To be continued.) )