The war spirit, Yang Qing only knew about it in some classics, but it was all unknown.

From the Imperial Wind Sect to Purgatory, I have never seen what a war spirit is.

From the few words in several classics, as well as a few sentences mentioned by Dan Ye, it can be regarded as a rough knowledge of the existence of the war spirit.

The battle spirit was originally a monk, and it was condensed by the soul, essence blood, and spiritual root, and how it was condensed, I'm afraid only a monk who has experienced it can say clearly, but after incarnating the battle spirit, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a chance to tell it.

It is said that only a monk who has transformed his spiritual root has the ability to transform into a battle spirit.

It even requires a higher realm of cultivation to do so, which causes ordinary monks to be able to obtain the battle spirit, and how can they easily know it.

Knowing this, Yang Qing guessed that the black and red smoke might be the existence of the battle spirit, first of all, when he sensed the breath of the soul, he could predict that the faint killing intention and the sound of killing were all emitted by this soul, but perhaps the state of the soul had changed, and it was not the soul appearance of an ordinary monk.

Moreover, although the black and red smoke did not exude the breath of qi and blood, the blood red in the deep black was very obvious.

Yang Qing secretly thought to himself that the black in the black and red smoke was the spiritual root.

If the black and red smoke is not a war spirit, it is really possible to tell what it is, a spirit object? Maybe it is possible, a spirit object that generates a soul, but the appearance at this moment is also a war spirit-like existence, and there may be other possibilities, but it is no longer within Yang Qing's knowledge.

"War Spirit, War Spirit"

I was not sure of it. Yang Qing's eyes closed slightly, carefully feeling the breath of black and red smoke, and repeatedly compared it with the breath of blood.

He had long thought that if it was possible, he would take the path of black and red smoke, so that he would be able to have a strong strength, and with a sound of slaughter, he would directly weaken the dehydration water purification lotus of the upper grade of the spirit level to the top grade of the true rank, with such strength, it must be difficult for the monks in the late stage of transformation to do this.

Now, the Zunpin Kun Soul has been born with the courage and qualification. The black and red smoke also has the courage to kill.

Such. The previous idea is more likely to come true.

"There are similarities in the breath!"

Yang Qing, whose eyes were slightly closed, muttered as usual.

He was extremely familiar with the breath of blood, and he thought that he would not be wrong to distinguish the breath of black and red smoke.

But the aura of the two is only similar, not identical.

Yang Qing thinks. Even if the Dao imprints contained in the two are the same. Nor can you have the exact same breath. What's more, there is no Dao Dharma imprint of two spiritual objects that is completely identical, that is, there is no deviation in the Dao Fa imprint. There will also be differences in the depth of the mysteries.

Continue to examine the smell of black and red smoke to discern the difference.

And, with one's own comprehension, one can experience its Dao Dharma imprint, or Dao Dharma imprint.

Although Yang Qing didn't know how the battle soul was formed, he had some guesses in his heart, the spiritual root turned into a reality, and the spiritual root had the Dao Law imprint, and the monk's soul had the Dao Law imprint, perhaps because of the Dao Law imprint of the spiritual root, and the soul Dao Law imprint, the soul could be fused into the spiritual root.

But in the end, there will definitely be Dao comprehension contained in it, regardless of whether the black and red smoke contains the Dao Dharma imprint or the Dao Dharma imprint.

Yang Qing wanted to distinguish how much difference there was between the black and red smoke and the blood breath in essence.

There is no distraction, and the whole mind is enlightened.

The Honorable True Soul transforms into the Honorable Soul Soul, and has the courage to qualify for killing, and repeatedly feels the black and red smoke with his divine sense, and will not be shocked by the faint killing intent it emits, without fear or retreat, and feels very focused and careful.

After nearly a stick of incense, Yang Qing followed the breath of the soul, such as after breaking through the layers of fog, he found the existence of Dao comprehension in the black and red smoke, which was neither like the relatively clear Dao imprint in the spiritual objects, nor the almost imperceptible Dao imprint in the soul, but also similar to both.

This kind of Dao comprehension exists in the soul that is no longer a soul, and it also exists in the smoke.

It was as if the soul and the smoke were bridged by the blood-red color of the smoke, and without this blood-red, they would not have been able to merge together so without any gaps, so that the soul would no longer be a soul, and the smoke would no longer be smoke.

This discovery made him believe that the black and red smoke was the spirit of war.

Don't think about it too much, carefully comprehend the Taoist comprehension contained in the black and red smoke,

Yang Qing is cultivating for the transformation of reality, as long as it is a Dao that deviates little from both rigidity and softness, it can be clear, although this Dao comprehension is not as clear as the Dao imprint, but his realm is after all for the reality of the realm, and it is still possible to distinguish between the vague.

"It's not a combination of rigidity and softness!"

After some comprehension and discrimination, it was found that the part of the Dao comprehension in the black and red smoke that was on the edge of the Dao was not a combination of rigidity and softness, but it was impossible to know what it was, after all, it was only the edge of the Dao Fa, and it was affected by the essence of the Dao Fa in the Dao comprehension.

I can only speculate a little from this, and the comprehension of the Dao Fa on the edge of the Dao Fa is related to rigidity and softness, and it is also related to the Dao Fa.

Yang Qing secretly felt in his heart that it seemed that a certain line of subordinates tended to be rigid and soft, and it was very rigid and soft.

This is not consistent with his way of combining rigidity and softness in the Spiritual Realm, and he was slightly disappointed in his heart, and continued to comprehend the Dao comprehension of the edge of the Dao in the black and red smoke, which already belongs to the essence of the Dao, and his realm is insufficient, only to achieve the mutual transformation of rigidity and softness, and has not yet comprehended the essence of the Dao.

Fortunately, the blood breath is already a low-level spiritual level, and the Dao law mark contained in it is as Yang Qing wishes, and it has been promoted in the destruction of the sole dignity.

Next, it is the Dao Dharma mark that destroys part of the body with the supremacy of blood, and repeatedly contrasts it with the black and red smoke.

At this moment, the Dao Law Imprint contained in the Blood Breath exceeded Yang Qing's comprehension, and he also did not know the Dao Imprint of the Duzun Destruction Part, and the Dao Law Comprehension in the black and red smoke was really not clear, like being covered with a light veil, so it was not easy to compare.

Moreover, the Tao is mysterious and mysterious, and it can only be understood but not spoken, and if you want to compare it like this, as long as you continue to comprehend, you can distinguish and compare it with your understanding.

Yang Qing attaches great importance to the black and red smoke, and he doesn't care about the hard work and thinking.

The whole seven days of work were spent in repeated pondering and comparison.

Comprehending the difference between distinguishing the black and red smoke and the Dao Dharma imprint of the Pure Destruction Part of the Blood Breath failed to make any progress, but he noticed that the black and red smoke sometimes swayed with the divine sense, although it was imperceptible, but Yang Qing was concentrating on understanding and distinguishing, and naturally he would not miss it.

However, for some reason, when he tried to manipulate the black and red smoke to swing, it didn't react.

Yang Qing frowned and opened his eyes, seven days of hard work failed to achieve anything, making him realize that with his comprehension at this moment, it is difficult to accurately distinguish the difference and consistency between the black and red smoke and the blood breath, the best way is to comprehend all the Dao imprints contained in the blood breath, and then compare, at that time, even if the Dao method comprehension in the black and red smoke is very unclear, as long as there are similarities and similarities, you can distinguish them.

Putting aside this idea for a moment, he manipulated the blood breath to approach the black and red smoke.

"Snort!"

As soon as the black and red smoke came into contact with the Blood-Suppressing Breath, the Blood-Suppressing Breath was shaken open.

Although the blood breath was not damaged in the slightest, it could not devour a single speck of black and red smoke at all.

Yang Qing's brows furrowed even deeper, he couldn't be sure if the black and red smoke had the Dao comprehension of exclusive destruction, and he couldn't devour the black and red smoke with a blood breath for the time being, at this moment, it seemed that only the black and red smoke sometimes swayed with the divine sense.

After a moment's thought, he poured most of his divine consciousness into the black and red smoke, enveloping it in an airtight air.

The divine consciousness pulled like a dense net, but it passed through the black and red smoke without any hindrance, so that the black and red smoke only shook slightly.

Yang Qing didn't care, and his divine sense wrapped the black and red smoke tightly, brewing the courage and qualifications to kill.

"Zheng, Zheng!"

The sound of slaughter lingered in the sea of knowledge.

At this time, the black and red smoke tightly wrapped in divine consciousness also suddenly sounded the sound of slaughter.

The two sounds of slaughter were not loud, and they were almost inaudible outside the body.

Gradually, silence returned to the attic, and there was no sound.

And the body seems to be filled with the sound of slaughter.

Looking at the left arm, which was also haunting with the sound of slaughter, the divine consciousness was slowly converging towards the black and red smoke.

Although he didn't go all out to urge the qi qualification, after a long time, Yang Qing still felt tired.

In this way, about touched the tea cup.

Yang Qing's feeling at this moment was as if he had dispersed more than a dozen fire spirits, and there was a burst of dizziness, and in his left arm, his divine sense had tightly wrapped the black and red smoke in one place, as if he was holding a stone in both hands.

It's as if the consciousness and the black and red smoke are all entities.

"Zheng, Zheng!"

The sound of slaughter still resounded in Zhihai and his left arm.

Yang Qing, who was carrying a burst of dizziness, kept urging his qi to kill, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart, he felt that if he relied on his divine sense, he could bring the black and red smoke to the side, or even take it away from his body, but he didn't know what the point was in doing so.

What can be done now is to continue to urge the Qi Qualification Suppression, hoping that the Slaughter of the Venerable Kun Soul and the Suppression of the Black and Red Smoke will generate some kind of connection.

"Zheng, Zheng!"

Yang Qing carried the feeling of dizziness and urged the spirit to kill, and the black and red smoke responded to the sound of killing.

In the end, the sound of the two slaughtered seemed to merge into one.

Almost at this moment, the blood red in the black and red smoke suddenly brightened, and in a trance, a phantom of a beast with a bull's head and dragon horn could be seen roaring angrily.

This is not the end, it is just the beginning.

The black and red smoke unexpectedly changed with this phantom, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small black and red beast with a bull's head and dragon horns.

The black and red beasts had dull eyes and a silent roar.

He disappeared under the wrap of his divine sense.

Yang Qing, who was watching this scene in amazement, knew that the black and red beast was still in his left arm, so he stopped urging the sound of killing, and the divine consciousness in his left arm also withdrew.

"Tattoo?" Yang Qing pulled the robe on his left arm and muttered to himself in surprise, only to see a palm-sized tattoo on his left arm, and then asked in surprise and surprise, "This is ...... Divine beast prison cow, prison cow tattoo!?" (To be continued......)