It is normal to meet monks who detain the Yuan Shen on the banks of the Sword River, and it is best for the Yuan Shen to refine those evil and weird treasures, because of the uniqueness of the Yuan Shen, its power and effect are often mysterious and unpredictable.

The black-robed monk smiled, rejoicing in his heart, the monk's primordial spirit is precious, and it is extremely difficult to capture, detaining one today is like a great luck for him, and after he goes back, he can combine with some fierce souls, so that they can devour each other, and refine a dementor flag, and this human primordial god is the main part of the dementor flag.

In his eyes, Qingyang's Yuan Shen had been restrained by his five poisonous colored clouds, and he tapped the gourd, making two knocks, and the five poisonous colored clouds immediately wrapped Qingyang's Yuan Shen and pulled it into the gourd.

Since Qingyang's primordial spirit was wrapped in it, the black-robed monk didn't find any struggle in Qingyang at all, which seemed to him to be normal, the five poisonous clouds could confuse the primordial spirit, and there was a forbidden law in it, not to mention the primordial god, even if the monk who was even a god and flesh was trapped in it, he couldn't escape.

However, when the five poisonous colored clouds were included in the gourd, his face changed, and he slapped the gourd again, and a cloud of colorful smoke immediately erupted from the gourd to wrap his whole body, and suddenly, his right hand pointed towards the sky, and the index finger and middle finger were close together like a sword, and with his soft drink, a dark red brilliance burst open at the fingertips, and a flash of dark red brilliance flashed in the dark void, and the little dark red brilliance dispersed into the void and turned into lines, and the lines and lines were hooked, like a net, covering all the ranges in the radius. At the same time, the darkness seemed to be dispelled at this moment.

Just now, he suddenly found that the primordial god that should have been detained in the gourd by him had disappeared. He didn't find out what the other party had escaped, which made his heart beat violently, thinking that the other party was about to sneak attack him, so he hurriedly protected himself, but he still didn't see where the original god he wanted to detain was.

After a while, he didn't find it, and after a cold snort, it immediately turned into a little fire and flew away, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

And Qingyang also appeared after he left, in the same direction where he had been standing before.

He didn't stay there long, but came towards the temple of heaven. Although the primordial spirit can travel through the darkness, it still has to be withdrawn every once in a while to reconcile and recuperate, unless it really reaches that immortal and immortal realm

After achieving the primordial spirit, the only way to make it grow is the water mill, but if it is placed in the spiritual treasure, after the primordial spirit has a body, it can be practiced and grown, or swallow the vitality between the dark heaven and earth, or use the treasure sacrifice into it, all kinds of ways, all kinds of ways.

Now Qingyang's Heavenly Demon Yuan God, although it is not relied on, but it can be regarded as a body of dependence, relying on the Heavenly Demon, relying on the artistic conception of Haoran, the two are intertwined, originally like vines, without the posture of supporting the sky, but coiled together, but formed a body that can reach the sky.

Qing Yang, who had been subsumed into the body of the primordial spirit, looked at the junior brothers and sisters of the master in front of the Tongtian Temple, and some of them looked at the fire in front of a huge furnace, and in the furnace was pure gold, and after the pure gold was melted, it could be poured on those blue-blooded whale bones.

Suddenly, someone behind her was pulling Qingyang's clothes, Qingyang turned around, it was that Chu Feng, who was only fourteen years old this year, she asked: "Senior brother, I have a question that I have never been able to understand, can you help me answer it?"

"Oh, you ask, what's the problem. Qingyang turned around and asked.

"A person's primordial god weishenme can't cast all kinds of spells like himself, weishenme must be pinned in all kinds of spiritual treasures or condensed with those five elements qi?"

"What do you think the original god is?" Qingyang asked him rhetorically.

"The Yuan Shen is a very powerful thing, and everyone says that if you cultivate the Yuan Shen, you will be reborn. Chu Feng said

"Indeed, for a monk, condensing the Yuan Shen is to be reborn, he makes the cultivator can perform the Tao and magic weapons are greatly enhanced, and also makes a monk's sense of heaven and earth more nuanced, but this does not mean that the Yuan Shen is a very powerful thing, in the final analysis, the Yuan Shen can't get rid of us. Qingyang said.

"This is weishenme?"

"You, me. Qing Yang pointed at the first wind and pointed at himself, and then pointed to the darkness and said: "And those fierce beasts in the darkness, they are all living beings, a living creature exists between this heaven and earth, the fundamental physical body and its own spirituality, it is these that allow us to grow and be able to practice, the original spirit is the condensation of consciousness that we practice, they can't be disconnected from us, and if they are disconnected, they will disperse." When we have not cultivated the primordial spirit, we will refine some blood spirit birds, where the blood spirit bird passes, what we see in our eyes is what we see, this is our ability to integrate a wisp of divine will into the primordial spirit of that bird, so to be able to see it like this is my knowledge, but this method is easy to expose, and there are many limitations, and the primordial spirit is formless and substantial, and everywhere we go is what we see. ”

"If you don't know very well, I'll also make an analogy, for example, hair, which is on our own, and you say that hair he can't cast spells, because he doesn't have thoughts. ”

"But the primordial spirit is an extension of our will, isn't it when the cultivation is profound, and there is a Dharma where the mind moves?

"Hehe, you're right, a cultivator's cultivation is so advanced that he can indeed recite the Fa. But do you remember what prerequisites are required for the birth method?" Qingyang asked.

"You need your own divine will to comprehend the spell, that is, you need to understand the meaning of the law, and then you need spiritual power......" Speaking of this, Chu Feng thought about it, Zuihou shook his head and said, "It's gone." ”

"In fact, there is another thing, the casting of any spell cannot be separated from the casting medium. Qingyang said.

"Magic weapon?" Chu Feng said immediately.

"It doesn't have to be a magic weapon, of course, for a cultivator, there is a very haode magic weapon that is the most haode, if there is none, then the power of the spell cast will of course be reduced. Qingyang said: "And those cultivators who are so high that they have the Dharma to be born are because they use this heaven and earth as a medium for casting spells

"Then don't they need spiritual power?" Chu Feng asked, "They also recite thousands of miles away, but they can recite the Fa Sheng?"

"Theoretically, there is such a person, this kind of person's divine thoughts are condensed to the point that they can be placed in it, and if they have a divine soul in their thoughts, they can feel their own spiritual power, so they can give birth to the law. Taoism is this kind of method of combining the soul with the god, even so, they are the same spirit treasure body as they travel the original god, speaking of which, the pure consciousness condensed into the original god itself is not powerful, and there are many paths to choose after becoming the original god, when you achieve the original god, if you can't decide where to go, you can come and ask me. ”

"Yes, brother. Chu Feng Xi Zizi ran away, and Qingyang stood there looking at the darkness.

All along, back to this Zhongyuan Shijie, he still can't let go of the Huling Kingdom, this time if he can solve the matter of the Huling Kingdom, he will have to haode practice, whether it is refining treasures or practicing the Heavenly Demon Yuanshen, it will take time.

What's more, there are still a lot of methods in the White Bone Dao Palace that have not been practiced.

He sat on a scorched stone outside the sky, and half of the scorched stone was already submerged in the darkness, hanging alone in the darkness, at this time he was sitting there quietly in a white robe, revealing a trace of inexplicable feeling in the eyes of all the junior brothers and sisters, that feeling was indescribable, as if it did not exist in this white bone continent and did not belong to the darkness.

The black Huling City in the Sword River Shijie has been transformed at this time, at least on the surface, it belongs to the Yin Shang Divine Kingdom, but the people in the city still only think that they are Huling people, but they are confused.

"We are dead. ”

It's a thought that lingers in their minds. It is precisely because of this that they have a strange mood for the heart of the incense sacrifice to the bricks of the descendant today, although the palace was sealed before, but they were all sacrificed at home.

This descendant brick is refined by Qingyang himself, and it is refined under the eyelids of the people of Huling City, everyone is very clear about the origin of this brick, so at this time, by sacrificing green bricks to remember the former Royal Highness

Thinking that if His Highness was still here, this would not happen.

This green brick is still there, pressing a person, but the Huling Shuji flag above the city is no longer there, and of course the ordinary people in the city don't know that there has always been a flag above their heads.

This Huling Shuji Banner is now in the hands of his crying father, although he has not been seriously injured, but he has the heavens and stars, even if he has not stopped him for a while.

Bow Thirteen also fled, although he showed a bow and an arrow in front of people's eyes, but it didn't mean that he couldn't escape, on the contrary, his escape technique was extremely fast.

Melting in the arrow, an arrow flew away like a star, which is inferior to the gorgeous and light escape technique of the crying father, but if you want to talk about speed, it is not bad at all.

At this time, on that Ancestral Spirit Mountain, there were three people standing at that time, one of them was the Crying Father, the other was Gong Thirteen, and the other was the Taizu Spirit King. On the top of the mountain, they looked at the palace of the Tiger Tomb, and in the palace there was a man sitting alone on the throne. Beneath that, standing were two rows of people, including the former King Geng, who looked much older at this time.

King Taizu Ling looked at the palace and said, "This Yin Shang prince's cultivation is very high, and in this short period of time, he has actually attributed the Huling Qi to himself, and excluded everything that does not belong to him. I shouldn't have made a move this time, but I owe him once, when your Royal Highness appointed me to come to the Ancestral Heroic Spirit of the Huling Kingdom, I have gained a lot of benefits over the years, and today I will break his law for you once, and then it depends on you whether you can do it or not. After all, in the current Huling City, only your Highness can compete with him. ”