What is the greatest fear of a person in the monastic path? Heavenly calamity, dispersion of souls, or destruction of form and spirit?

Ji Ruochen stared at the flames jumping in front of him, thinking repeatedly. The final answer made him laugh and cry, that is, what the monk feared most was not the destruction of his body and spirit, but the way he was now.

There will be no return.

Ji Ruochen also knew a thing or two about Ziwei Doushu, and since the shopkeeper said that there were four murderous stars in his life palace, he had just calculated it himself. Looking at it with his heart, the fog in his natal palace is heavily locked, and he can only vaguely see the four natal stars, but he can't see which four they are. It was only at this time that Ji Ruochen forgot to ask the shopkeeper which four murderous stars he saw.

And there is one thing that he is puzzled about, he has only used the method of entering the fate of the evil star twice, how can he attract four evil stars? This method of entering the fate of the evil star is a technique that can be studied by the disciples of the Taiqing Realm of the Daode Sect to the end of cultivation, but there is not one out of ten who has the talent to use this method. Once this method is applied, the caster can use the fierce aura brought by the evil star to enter the master, and the Dao can rise in an instant, which is a method used by the disciples of the Daode Sect to fight the enemy together. The Evil Star will not leave after entering the Lord, and the cultivators will be in great trouble from now on, and there will be no hope of seeing the Great Dao again.

It's just that the Tao Te Sect texts don't explain what happens if you use two murderous stars to enter your life, and there is no record of this.

The method of entering the fate of the evil star was created seven hundred years ago, when the Daode Sect was majestic and had already become a major sect in the world, and the opportunities for the disciples of the Daode Sect to use this method to fight hard were really rare, so there was no corresponding record.

At this time, there was a ** next to him, which pulled his thoughts back.

Ji Ruochen had a small three-legged gold wire shelf in front of him, and there was a flame bead underneath, which was spraying thin flames, burning a bronze tripod on the shelf. Ji Ruochen saw that the medicinal juice in Ding was boiling, lifted Xiao Ding, dripped the light blue medicinal juice inside on the gold plate, and said lightly: "Don't struggle, no matter how hard you try, it's useless." ”

Three feet away, Yun Wuhua lay down on the straw pile softly, with a golden needle tattooed on each of her hands and feet. There was still a blank look in her eyes, and she struggled again and again, but she could only raise her head slightly. After hearing Ji Ruochen's words, she was obviously taken aback, stared at him for a long time, and then slowly came to her senses. However, she still had a splitting headache and apparently had not recovered from the double blow of the medicine and the stuffy stick.

"Where is this? You...... Who is it?"

Ji Ruochen put the three golden needles in the gold plate, and when the three needles had absorbed the medicinal liquid, he turned his head and said: "Fairy Yunda, you wanted to arrest me five years ago, and this time I went down the mountain for the first time, I met you again." Why don't you recognize me now?"

"It's you!" Yun Wuhua came to his senses at this time, and returned to his cold appearance, and said, "What have you done?" let me go, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

Ji Ruochen picked up a golden needle, looked at it carefully for a long time, pointed to the corner of the wall, and said, "You want to kill me?" Okay, your sword is there, go get it!"

Yun Wuhua looked in the direction of his finger, and the Tianquan Ancient Sword was indeed thrown on top of a pile of firewood. Seeing that Aijian Tianquan was treated so coldly, she couldn't help but be furious. But at this moment, not to mention lifting a sword and slashing people, even a slight turn of the head almost exhausted the strength of her whole body. Only then did Yun Wuhua calm down and began to observe the situation in the house.

It was apparently a sundries room, with straw, firewood, rice bags and a few wooden chairs scattered all over the floor. The whole room is not dignified, but tilted at a great angle. At this time, she was lying softly on the straw pile in the corner of the house, with a golden needle pierced on her feet, hands and ankles.

On the other side of the room was a woman, who also had gold needles in her hands and feet, but unlike Yun Wuhua, she still had a green cloth on her eyes and two gold needles in her ears. It seems that the six senses have been locked. Although I can't see the face clearly, just looking at the body and skin, I think it will be excellent.

Only then did Yun Wuhua realize that she had completely fallen into the hands of others, but she was not afraid.

"Your name is Yun Wuhua, we met five years ago, but I didn't expect this reunion to be almost exactly the same as five years ago. No, it's a little different, this time it's you in my hands. Can you tell me why so many people know my whereabouts and make a special trip to Luoyang to wait for me?" asked Ji Ruochen with a smile. He smiled handsomely, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Yun Wuhua sneered and said, "Since I am not good at learning, I will admit any result! If you want to kill, kill it, don't expect anything from my mouth." ”

Ji Ruochen looked at Yun Wuhua's deep eyes, and said with a smile: "What am I killing you for?" There are still many ways to make you speak. ”

With a snort, the front of Yun Wuhua's black skirt had been torn open by Ji Ruochen, revealing a large piece of skin. Her skin was like snow, and although it was shiny, it was a little white and almost sickly.

Yun Wuhua is slightly thin, but he is as cold as frost, and his whole body is full of killing intentions, even if the skin is exposed outside his clothes, it is like a sword out of the sheath, only showing its edge, not shyness.

Ji Ruochen squinted his eyes slightly, and the five fingers of his left hand tapped on Yun Wuhua's skin.

Yun Wuhua completely relaxed and sneered: "No wonder you have peach blossoms in your life, you still want to have a good time at this time." Come as you want, and kill me sooner when you're done. ”

"Merry and happy?" Ji Ruochen looked at Yun Wuhua, shook his head, and almost fainted her with one sentence: "I'm not interested in you." ”

He pressed Yun Wuhua's chest with his left hand, picked up a golden needle with his right hand, his fingers trembled slightly, and the golden needle had pierced Yun Wuhua's heart.

When this needle fell, she only felt that all the meridians and mysteries in her body were pierced by countless sharp needles, and the pain could not be described in words! In just a moment, Yun Wuhua's body was already soaked with fine beads of sweat, and despite the weakness of his body, he actually bit his lower lip out a row of fine tooth marks!

Ji Ruochen stared at her expression and said, "You are determined, but these three Bliss Needles are not something that a cultivator can withstand. Even if you don't say it, I'll get an idea of what I'm going to ask someone about, so why bother with this?"

Hearing the three words of Bliss Needle, Yun Wuhua's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, but as soon as she got used to the pain in her body, she smiled contemptuously and closed her eyes silently.

Ji Ruochen smiled faintly, turned Yun Wuhua over, stroked her back with five fingers of his left hand, and then touched her waist with his index finger, and the second golden needle had been pierced into it!

This gold needle enters the body, and it has a unique taste. In an instant, a stream of heat gushed out from the Dao meridians, turned around her whole body, and turned into a raging **, almost burning her to the point of fainting. In a trance, almost all the hidden desires in her heart surfaced, ten million times stronger, and always hovering between satisfaction and dissatisfaction, the taste in an instant can be crazy!

At this time, there was ice below her, and fire above her, and Fang Yi melted and was condensed, and so on and so on, seemingly endlessly.

The distance between pain and desire is so narrow, how can she struggle?

Ji Ruochen picked up Yun Wuhua's jaw and looked at her eyes carefully. The pair of Xuantan is turbulent, but there is a little brilliance in the middle, but it is solid and bright as ever.

He was surprised.

The Bliss Needle was given by the Purple Halal Person, who was in charge of the precepts and punishments of the Daoist Sect, and was designed for cultivators. According to the texts, in the past thousand years, the Daode Sect has administered a total of 122 Needles of Bliss, and only three of them have resisted the second needle. As the name suggests, as soon as the third needle comes out, the recipient of the needle will return to Bliss.

Originally, he couldn't practice the Bliss Needle unless he had Shangqing cultivation, but Ji Ruochen was also the head of the nine veins, and what he had learned was mixed and extensive, and he had excellent spiritual sense, so he could perform the needle with such a humble path.

Bliss is aimed at the true essence of spiritual consciousness, and compared with punishments such as whipping and branding, refining souls with yin fire, and even venting great desires on her, the sentence is as high as mud.

But the two stitches have passed, and Yun Wuhua's will is not scattered, which has made Ji Ruochen helpless.

At this time, Ji Ruochen had already probed the distribution of Qi and spiritual power around Yun Wuhua's body, pondered for a moment, and said: "It turns out that you also have a soul-locking technique on your body, no wonder you are not afraid of death." But all the soul-locking techniques are inseparable from treasures such as the Dark Fruit, Yin Sand, and Turtle and Blue Gall, any of which are rare and hard to find, and it seems that your sect is not small. ”

Although Yun Wuhua was struggling between life and death, he could hear Ji Ruochen's words clearly, and couldn't help but be surprised, and secretly wondered: "How can this kid know so much! It seems that you can't underestimate him in the future, and you will use all your strength when you make a move." ”

Ji Ruochen suddenly asked, "Do you know where all the people in the shop who wanted to arrest me are now?"

He didn't wait for Yun Wuhua to answer, and he knew that Yun Wuhua wouldn't answer, so he said to himself: "They have all been steamed and boiled, and they are buried in the ground as fertilizer." What do you think I should do to you?"

Yun Wuhua closed his eyes and did not answer.

Ji Ruochen lifted the last golden needle, slowly inserted it from her heart, and said, "I changed the third needle of this Bliss Needle, and it won't happen until seven days later." Since your sect is proficient in the art of soul locking, and you can crack this Bliss Needle, the price is just that your elders have spent decades of Taoism and used up a few rare spiritual materials. Since you tried to catch me and missed, you have to pay something, right?"

With the third stitch, all the golden needles inserted in Yun Wuhua's body jumped out on their own. Her face was pale, and she stood up slowly, just staring at Ji Ruochen. At this moment, although she has regained the power of action, she can't move the true yuan at all, and she is no different from ordinary people, even if she wants to fight hard with Ji Ruochen, she is also powerless.

Ji Ruochen had already packed up the golden wire frame, bronze tripod and other things, and seeing that Yun Wuhua was still staring at him coldly, he shrugged his shoulders at the moment, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, you don't have to look at it, my obscure face looks like an immortal?"

Yun Wuhua was finally taken aback.

Ji Ruochen sighed and said a little lonely: "Actually, what can I do if I am or not? A copy of the "Golden Record of the Emperor" has indeed made Qingxu Palace one of the three major factions of the righteous path, but since then, how can Qingxu have a person who has been proven?"

He waved his hand and summoned the Tianquan Ancient Sword in the corner, drew the sword out of its sheath, looked at the black blade of the sword, and said lightly: "Just like this sword, it is indeed an immortal soldier, but it may not be seen that everyone treats it as a treasure." ”

After that, Ji Ruochen had already thrown the Tianquan Ancient Sword back to Yun Wuhua, and another finger wind popped out, and the restraints around the woman in the corner of the wall were gone, and she stood up a little dazed.

Ji Ruochen didn't say much and left the store.

It wasn't until Ji Ruochen was far away that the woman recovered from her daze. She looked at Yun Wuhua, her face changed slightly, she pinched her hands at the moment, put on a posture, and shouted: "I am Huaisu, a subordinate of the Daode Sect! Who are you, and what is the relationship between you and the people in the black shop who framed me?

Yun Wuhua kept looking at the direction in which Ji Ruochen left, and only then did he look back, glanced at Huaisu up and down, and said, "I have nothing to do with the black shop, but I am not a friend of your Daode Sect." Actually, I'm in a bad mood right now, but I really want to kill two people from the Daode Sect to vent my evil anger!"

Huaisu was taken aback, and immediately lifted the true yuan, but he couldn't mention anything. Although Yun Wuhua also has no true yuan to luck, after all, he has the power of fierce soldiers in his hands, even if he doesn't use the Styx Sword Record, just relying on the sharp blade and exquisite tricks are enough to kill Huaisu.

The two stared at each other for a moment, but did not move. Yun Wuhua shook his head, suddenly felt a little excited, and said, "What's the point of killing you?"

As soon as Yun Wuhua came out of the chamber, he noticed that the True Yuan aura began to recover slowly, and it seemed that it would not take a day to restore the old view. She knew that Ji Ruochen was heading to the east. After hesitating for a moment, Yun Wuhua finally did not chase after him, in order to capture or kill Ji Ruochen. Ji Ruochen's whereabouts are erratic, and there is no breath left, even if she wants to chase, she can only chase in a general direction, and there is really little hope of catching him.

Yet she remained unmoved.

Yun Wuhua looked at the direction of Zhongnan Mountain, pondered for a long time, and his cold face also showed a rare look of struggle. In an instant, the strange attitudes of the six ladies in the valley, and the hints of a few disciples who had always been good friends with her, either explicit or obscure, passed her heart.

Yun Wuhua suddenly gritted his teeth, and instead of going south, he turned around and went north.

A day later, Yun Wuhua had found a deserted cave in the deep mountains of the Northland. This cave hangs on the top of the half-cliff, three zhang deep, and a natural waterfall covers the entrance of the cave. What is rare is that this cave is full of spiritual energy, and it is difficult for humans and beasts to climb, and it is a good place for self-cultivation and qi.

Yun Wuhua stood in the cave, took out the Heavenly Power Ancient Sword, slowly inserted it into the cave entrance stone, and then sat down cross-legged in front of the sword. She stared at the bottomless black blade of the Tianquan fierce soldier, and slowly restrained her mind, until her divine consciousness and the sword heart of the Tianquan sword fused into one, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

The Styx Sword Record pays attention to the impossibility of thundering. It is Yun Wuhua's determination to resist the three needles of Bliss with one strength.