The rain of sword qi came and went quickly, and after a while, the clouds disappeared and the rain rose, and a layer of green frost rose on the ground, and the surroundings were gloomy, like a rainy night in late autumn, miserable and depressed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Yue's heart suddenly floated with a deep sense of loneliness and sorrow, the deeper the night, the colder the wind, and the more serious the injury...... He couldn't help but think of when he and his sister were driven out of the outer courtyard when he was seven years old......

It was the first rain of autumn, and the night was dark, terrible, and cold to the bone, but they only had a thin quilt. The sister and brother snuggled together, silently crying in the cold rain and wind.

This memory had been hidden in Chen Yue's heart, but at this time, it was aroused by this bone-chilling frost, and it seemed to be completely exposed to the other party's eyes. He was furious, his eyes froze, and he roared: "You have to look, why don't you come in and take a look clearly!" Raising his hand a little eyebrow, the same faint blue chill spread, and the surrounding scenery changed again.

In a deep narrow alley, a little boy in shabby clothes was surrounded by a group of brocade-clothed teenagers and kept shouting. The little boy looked frightened, but the boys laughed more and more wantonly, and they just wouldn't let him go......

Seeing that the little boy was afraid, the teenagers became more and more bold, and finally a heavy hand pushed the little boy to the ground. The little boy just fell next to a young man in white, and the young man in white raised his leg and kicked the little boy to the other side......

Seeing this scene again, Chen Yue was already unsurprised and overjoyed in his heart, but there was a strange aura of divine soul around him. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the scenery around him changed again.

The city is full of wind and snow, the weather is cold and freezing, every household has closed its doors and windows, and a strong New Year's flavor wafts from the chimney. The courtyard of a mansion is wide open, and there is a steaming porridge shed at the entrance of the house. As long as the surrounding people come to kowtow, they can not only get a big pot of hot porridge, but also get a newly made big cotton jacket.

In the main hall, an old man in a red robe sat upright with his hands in his hand, and there was a basket of silver bills beside him, and anyone who came to pay New Year's greetings would be rewarded.

A group of young men and women in leather jackets gathered around the old man, constantly saying all kinds of auspicious words. The old man's face was so red that tears flowed from his eyes, and he kept stuffing handfuls of silver bills into their hands.

In the ancestral hall not far away, a group of brocade stewards were preparing sacrifices, with solemn expressions and honor. In the courtyard knelt side by side a little boy of seven or eight years old and a girl of eleven or twelve years old. The two of them wore only half-used jackets, and a red pumpkin lantern was placed in front of them. The floor tiles were cold and biting, and their knees were already numb, but their backs were straight......

Chen Yue watched coldly, and the fluctuations of the surrounding divine souls became more and more obvious. His gaze suddenly stopped, and he pointed out in one place.

A cold light shot out, the heavens and the earth burst like a bubble, and the white-robed old man appeared. I saw that his expression was sad and angry, his body trembled slightly, but his eyes were very confused.

The "Ice Spirit Sword" came to him in an instant, and he woke up in shock, but it was too late to dodge.

"Poof-" The blade pierced straight into his eyebrows, the old man's expression froze, and a strange cold then froze him.

Chen Yue stepped forward and drew his flying sword, and the old man's body collapsed inch by inch. Chen Yue opened his mouth and took a breath, swallowing a sword intent remnant soul again.

This remnant soul was several times more powerful than he had devoured before, and it had just been sucked into his body by him, and it had condensed into a ball again, and it ran wildly in Chen He's belly, and the old man's hysterical laughter then sounded: "This soul body is good, the old man wants it! Do you think the old man will pity you, naïve! Since you are so unfortunate in this life, reincarnate with peace of mind, the old man will help you make up for your regrets, hahahaha......"

A watermelon-sized bulge rolled wantonly on Chen Yue's body, his abdomen was painful, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he shouted: "Change!"

The purple light around him flashed, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a crocodile lying on the ground. The crocodile's skin was rough and thick, and the bulge was suddenly pressed down, and the old man's scream then sounded: "Ah...... What is it...... Your soul can actually change...... Little friend, stop it, the old man has something to say......"

Chen Yue ignored him, refining the remnant soul with all his energy, and the old man's screams became more and more terrible:

"I know how to get out...... I am the Lord of the Qingshuang Hall of the 'Xuanyuan Palace'...... I will be the most orthodox sword trick......"

After a long time, there was no longer a trace of soul fluctuations. Chen Yue didn't dare to be careless until the remnant soul of the old man was completely refined.

The crocodile flashed, and then turned into a human form. Chen Yue was dressed in white, standing on the top of the lonely peak, with the dim sky above his head and the tumbling sea of clouds under his feet, and the world was dead silent. He looked puzzled: "Why is my soul still trapped here after destroying all the remnants of my mind, is it all my illusion?"

He closed his eyes, shook his robe, sat down cross-legged, and began to think carefully: "If you can leave after killing all the remnant souls here, that Qingfrost Hall Lord will have already left...... If it required enough divine soul power to leave here, that Qingfrost Hall Lord would have devoured all the remnant souls long ago...... He would rather let the remnant soul weaken day by day than devour the rest of the remnant, unless devouring the rest of the remnant soul will not only not help the departure, but will hinder the departure...... What the hell is this world......

Chen Yue's divine sense spread out, gradually covering the entire Black Stone Mountain. Continuing to extend outward, his divine consciousness suddenly converged at a point above his head, which was a spherical space.

The doubts in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and he pondered for a long time, and suddenly said secretly in his heart: "Do you want to go out, but also cut through this space?" If this is the case, how can the Lord of the Qingshuang Hall sit here empty, if you want to go out, there must be other paths, but I can't see it yet." Well, it's better to understand those thoughts thoroughly......"

Chen Yue closed his eyes and was about to calm down, when a thousand thoughts surged up like a tide, making him unable to enter a meditative state at all. The source of it is the remnant soul of the mind that was devoured by him.

Although those remnant souls could strengthen his divine soul, they cut off his path of concentrating on comprehension, and if he wanted to improve in the future, he would not continue to devour more mental remnant souls.

He was shocked for a while, and finally knew why the "Green Frost Hall Master" didn't devour other remnant souls. When I think about it, I don't regret it. He wouldn't have been here without devouring those remnants. For the sake of today, either completely merge with those remnant souls of thoughts, or see through those countless distracting thoughts......

He couldn't imagine the consequences of the former, maybe he could get out, but whether he was still the same person he is now. As for the latter, a technique suddenly appeared in my mind - the double luck of color and air.

Chen Yue once again recalled the exercises, and suddenly found that this exercise was not only suitable for both men and women, but also very suitable for his current self. After comprehending the exercises again, he raised his hand and pointed at his eyebrows.

Clusters of light flew out, and then turned into a girl with different names and temperaments, or clever, or cute, or gentle, or charming, or cold, or enchanting...... All of them are charming, and the country is fragrant, which is exactly the transformation of mixed ideas.

Dozens of girls sat cross-legged around Chen Yue, and all kinds of aura overflowed from the top of their heads, either domineering, or fierce, or gloomy, or flexible...... A faint blue cold aura also floated out above Chen Yue's head, and dozens of breaths were mixed together, a colorful one.

Everyone breathed in unison, inhaling these thoughts into their noses and slowly exhaling them. The movement and stillness are appropriate, revealing a wonderful rhythm.

This place is a good place to cultivate the mind. There was no sun and moon in the mountains, and Chen Yue didn't know how long it had been, but he felt that his divine sense was becoming more and more acute, and his heart was becoming more and more peaceful......

Instead of merging into one body, the various ideas became more and more distinct and condensed. And instead of condensing, everyone's bodies became more and more transparent and illusory. At first glance, it does not appear that the soul is refining the mind, but that the mind is refining the soul. Countless remnant soul shattering thoughts continued to disappear under the wash of dozens of thoughts and breaths, and the thoughts and breaths also grew stronger after absorbing different remnant soul thoughts......

Chen Yue's understanding of ideas is becoming more and more thorough, condensing the cold ice sword intent requires all kinds of coldness, and condensing the hegemony also requires all kinds of hegemony......

I don't know how many years of cultivation, the girls' bodies are becoming more and more illusory, and finally they collapse one after another. Chen Yue's body also seemed to be transparent, and finally dissipated on the top of the mountain.

Streams of thought are intertwined and tumbling, like a cloud of colorful auspicious clouds. Chen Yue's consciousness was completely immersed in it, trying to comprehend a trace of emptiness. Only by seeing through these hues can his soul be recondensed.

Time passed quietly, and the aura of thoughts rolled more and more violently, but the color dimmed, almost transparent.

I don't know how long it took, but dozens of thoughts finally condensed into a crystal clear bead, and the surface was running with light, showing a myriad of weather.

Chen Yue came to his senses, his divine sense swept out, and there was an invisible passage above his head, and a skinny man in white stood outside. This man's long hair was scattered, his eyes were closed, and his face was covered with sweat stains like mud, which emitted a foul stench, which was his flesh.

He was a spirit, and his mind flew out with the soul bead.

The man in white immediately opened his eyes, and two three-foot cold rays erupted from the bottom of his eyes, and the surroundings were bright.

With an extreme weakness that penetrated his soul, Chen Yue spun around for a while, and his body collapsed to the ground.

He barely had the strength to breathe, and he barely took out a "Blood Essence Pill" from the ring and took it, a warm current rose in his body, and he saw the situation around him clearly.

He had already come to the top floor of the altar, and there was a square platform next to it, and there was something on the platform, and on the steps were a lot of white bones, no less than a hundred.

Chen Yue didn't have the heart to take a closer look, so he took out the kettle and poured it into his mouth. He took out the stone-like naan and opened his mouth to devour it.

After the whole cake of the straw hat was stuffed into his mouth, he burped, his body went limp, and he lay on the ground again.

His body gradually rejuvenated, and he couldn't help but rejoice, if he came out a few days later, his physical body would probably be one of the white bones. And his soul has no physical connection, even if he can break out of that space, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape the soul scattered......

After resting for a long time, Chen Yue stood up and walked towards the stone platform.