For a few days, Jia Tianxiang hid in his residence, practicing magic and practicing martial arts, and he was very busy, and he had the intention of forgetting all the troubles in the world.

"Vigorously move the mountain boxing method a total of three styles, for the "iron ox ploughing", "tiger pushing the mountain", "incense elephant crossing the river" each style is very simple, unpretentious, although the number of tricks is limited, but each move has great power, and the combination of rigidity and softness, positive and negative, is really wonderful. And the foundation is solid, refining meat, tendons, membranes, and bones step by step, step by step. If after practice, its palm power is strong and fierce, and each move has the power of thousands of catties, and the power is incomparable, although it cannot be said that it really has the power to move mountains, but it is by no means able to resist the flesh and blood. ”

Jia Tianxiang gestured with his fists and feet, shaking his limbs meticulously. Where there is a trace of confusion, his soul refining is slightly successful, and his memory is outstanding.

Finally, he finished the reluctance of the three postures, panting, his face was pale, and he was out of breath. This set of vigorously moving mountain boxing, the amount of exercise is too large, his body is relatively thin, his physical strength is weak, and it is of course very difficult to practice martial arts.

"The poor are rich and martial, and the Taoist priest of the loser really has a certain truth. Vigorously moving mountains does have a solid foundation and wonderful functions, but the consumption is also large. Coupled with the consumption of nourishing the divine soul, how can I only rely on the little essence obtained from refining the grain and refining the essence every day enough for cultivation? If I have enough food and ginseng and deer antler velvet to replenish every day, I can cultivate all the time. It's a pity, that needs to be like now, and you have to sleep to recuperate?"

After simply wiping his body, Jia Tianxiang did not cultivate anymore, and lay down to sleep.

He was already in poor health, and if he cultivated his divine soul for too long, he was afraid that he would suck his body dry.

At this time, a little ghost jumped out of the space, probed his head, then turned his head, escaped into the space again, and left.

How do you know that Jia Tianxiang has already noticed this thing.

Jia Tianxiang's cultivation is orthodox magic, the best at subtle induction, when he cultivates to Dacheng, he is known to be within a radius of thousands of miles, anyone who mentions his name, he will immediately know it, and the demon heart is inductive, and the sky and the earth are heard, far away from thousands of mountains and rivers, in his opinion, it is also the same as the other side, everything is in the wind, all in his heart.

Even if Jia Tianxiang's magic has just found the way and has not yet entered the house, he has already discovered that a yin object has appeared to spy on him, and he immediately knows that someone is using the technique of the side door to spy on him, and as soon as the other party casts the spell, he was discovered by Jia Tianxiang, but he was just silent.

Jia Tianxiang knew that this was a kind of ear report to the gods driven by the soul of the people.

Jia Tianxiang knew that there was a kind of side door left way small technique, called Liu Linglang, which was carved into a villain with willow wood by the stream, and was made by refining it with a secret spell for 21 days

However, it is an ordinary willow spirit, and it is also made of the spirit of the willow tree, and then summons the spirit of nature, and does not need the ghost of the living or the dead, but its principle is the same, and today it is obviously the art of ingesting people's ghosts to become ears and gods, and can do things that can be snooped, and within a thousand miles, it can make its ghosts spy on people's yin.

"Who's going to spy on me? Well, I'll follow him for the time being and see what he does. ”

Jia Tianxiang secretly took his soul out of the shell and followed his ears to report to God.

In an ordinary room one mile away from Jia Tianxiang's house, an old pious woman, if you look closely, this person is the so-called Ma Daopo that Wang Xifeng is looking for, sitting cross-legged on the pit, with a stove of incense in front of him, three incense sticks in the furnace, green smoke curling, two candles, and the candle flame is swaying.

In the incense, a dim scene appeared, which was exactly what Jia Tianxiang was like when he practiced martial arts.

"He practiced martial arts, I think he only practiced to the point of muscles and muscles, and it is very shallow, but this idea of qi and blood, in the face of confusion of the soul, will not play a role, but if he is allowed to practice again, he will be strong in his blood and blood, I am afraid that he will not be able to suppress him, or not, let him have a nightmare for a month, and then let him hurt his soul, and then say, God does not know the ghost, let him hurt his spirit, what can I do?"

The old pious woman smiled and muttered to herself, then closed her eyes.

"Huh?"

As soon as Jia Tianxiang saw it, he knew that this old pious woman was contemplating and contemplating, and she came out of the shell.

The smug look of the old goddess talking to herself just now, Jia Tianxiang also saw it clearly. When he heard that he was going to make himself have nightmares every night and hurt his soul, he knew that the other party was a person who cultivated the art of the soul.

"Demon man, dare to come and harm me!"

An irrepressible anger swelled in Jia Tianxiang's heart.

Although Jia Tianxiang cultivates magic, the art of the divine soul is also a little small, the divine soul can travel at night, and even can travel during the day, relying on this ability, he can do a lot of illegal things, but Jia Tianxiang never does it, only cultivates and strengthens the divine soul, wanders and is familiar with the "water nature", and at most watches Jiao Da practice boxing, which is also a normal thing.

Similarly, if you borrow the ability to pretend to be a god and a ghost by borrowing the ability to come out of the shell, it is an evil demon, and if you stick to yourself, concentrate on strengthening your soul, and travel the world, that is the right path of immortals.

Jia Tianxiang understands this difference very well in his heart.

Seeing this kind of villain, ghost, Jia Tianxiang especially despised it in his heart.

"Huh?"

Just when Jia Tianxiang was hating and angry in his heart, Ma Daopo, who was sitting on the ground and meditating, seemed to feel something, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked over here.

Jia Tianxiang immediately dodged, returned his soul to its place, and at the same time lay down and pretended to sleep.

He wanted to see what the old pious woman was doing to him.

Jia Tianxiang saw that the other party's martial arts were good, far above himself, since he wanted to harm himself, Jia Tianxiang had to be careful.

"Maybe it was an illusion just now? It seems that someone is peeping at me with a geist? It's a pity that I haven't practiced to the realm of an innate martial artist, otherwise my blood qi is strong enough to see any geist yin god clearly. ”

The Taoist powerhouse is out of the body, formless and substantial.

Ordinary martial artists can't sense it at all.

Only when the strength reaches the innate realm of cultivating dirt, practicing a breath of innate qi, and perceiving is extremely keen, can the existence of the divine soul be perceived.

Legend has it that babies can see ghosts, because babies have innate qi and are extremely sensitive to the power of gods.

Ma Daopo didn't find anything, and the eyes of Yin Yin closed again, and she entered the realm of visualization.

About two hours later, in the dead of night. The top of Ma Daopo's head moved, and then the person's breathing and heartbeat calmed down, obviously the soul was out of the shell and out of the body.

At the same time, Jia Tianxiang was lying down and pretending to sleep, and suddenly he heard the sound of whirring wind between his ears, blowing the door rattling, as if a ghost was crying, and at the same time, the moonlight shone in from the window, and the shadows were twisted, as if crawling on the ground, trying to struggle!

The wind blows, the shadows under the moon twist, crawling on the ground, trying to struggle! This feeling is so strange that it frightens people's hearts.

"This is the art of ecstasy?"

Jia Tianxiang clearly knew in his heart that his eyes had not been opened, how could he see the distorted moon shadow in the room? This must be an illusion.

But this illusion is too real, immersive, and if you don't know the details, unsuspecting people, you can't tell the real from the fake at all.

Jia Tianxiang knew in his heart that he wanted to open his eyes to see what it was like, but suddenly, he couldn't control his hands and feet, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

It's like a person who has been trapped in a nightmare, knowing that the dream is fake, but the person just can't wake up!

This feeling, helplessness, panic.

"Rahu curbs the Luo master, a yellow flag, an eclipse god head, a complex, and a sun head, often disappearing, eclipse every time the sun and the moon are eclipsed, and the sun and moon are also eclipsed. Obscuring the sun and the moon, destroying all the Dharma, and destroying all calamities, all things are vain. Jia Tianxiang didn't panic, he cultivated the Blood Hell Shura Sutra, and the illusion he experienced was much more powerful than this, he smiled coldly in his heart, and suddenly immersed himself in the realm of unity with the Great Asura Demon King of Rahu.

A dead silence formed in the void!

Jia Tianxiang felt that his spirit jumped out and turned into a demon king, and all the ghosts in the room were silenced and turned into ashes.

When I opened my eyes, the moonlight shone in, and it was very quiet, where were the ghosts and the sound of the wind?

Everything just now was all a divine soul fighting method with phantom thoughts.

At the same time, a terrible scream seemed to come from a distant house, like a wounded beast.