I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 222 Green Silk (Seeking Subscription Monthly Pass)

"Old Qian, don't scare me, what happened?"

Qian Taishao's expression made Jiang Zhou's heart beat a little.

In his mind, Lao Qian is a cynical, game-playing expert.

Except for fine wine and little emperor uncle, nothing is on his mind.

To put it simply, it is heartless.

He had never seen Lao Qian doing something so solemn, even with a hint of worry on his face.

Qian Taishao raised his head, not knowing what he was looking at.

Jiang Zhou also followed his gaze and shot around, but found nothing unusual.

After a while, Lao Qian turned his gaze away and glanced at Jiang Zhou, as if suddenly regained his senses, and returned to his previous appearance.

He waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

After a pause, he said again: "Boy, I have to leave for a while recently."

He squinted at Jiang Zhou, and warned with a little disgust: "I'm not in the company, you better be honest, if you want to make such a big fuss like before, no one will wipe your butt for you."

"..."

Jiang Zhou ignored the embarrassment, and carefully inquired, "Old Qian, what's the matter?"

"Tell me about it? Maybe I can help?"

"just you?"

Qian Taishao said with contempt: "You kid is shitting now, it's good to take care of yourself."

Jiang Zhou took a deep breath: "Hey, old Qian, we are familiar with each other, and I will get mad if you slander me like this."

Old Qian said sternly, "Can you post one for me to see?"

"..."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with you, I have to go."

Before Jiang Zhou could fight back, Qian Taishao waved his hand and went back into the recording room. Not long after, he hurried out with a burden on his back.

He looked like he was packing his bags and running away.

He was about to leave in a hurry, but after thinking for a while, he said: "Your boy is a cultivator, so don't rush for quick success."

"You kid is also a weirdo. It's okay to have achievements in both. You can soar so fast."

Old Qian sighed, and then told the truth: "It's a good thing to practice fast, but it's also a good thing."

"I see that your soul and body are not in harmony. If this continues, I'm afraid there are only two paths waiting for you,"

"Either integrate the spirit into the body and sanctify the body, or discard your skin and cultivate the way of cadaver healing,"

"No matter which way, you are afraid that you will have no chance with the immortal way. No matter the immortal way or martial way, it is not as simple as just pile up your own cultivation base and deeds,"

"Which is more important, you should think about it for yourself. Of course, if your teacher has any reliance, then it's old money, I didn't say anything."

After finishing speaking, before Jiang Zhou could speak, he saw Qian Taishao stepping forward, his figure gradually blurred.

Gone in the blink of an eye.

This kind of escapism is almost supernatural, and there is no trace to follow, and Jiang Zhou can't detect it at all.

"This old man... what's going on?"

Jiang Zhou thought about it and couldn't figure it out.

The plan to find old Qian Wenjiu to get some unknown secret news by the way fell through, so I had to go to the monster to fight.

During the ten or so days that Yuan Qianshan was escorted back, he was not idle.

After killing a dozen monsters of the lower third rank, his skill and mana increased for another 16 years.

Currently 180 years of skill and 86 years of mana.

The number of true spirits dropped back to seventy instead.

When confronting Yuan Qianshan last time, although he only made two shots, both of which were extremely short, eighteen points were consumed.

After Jiang Zhou dealt with an eighth-rank monster, half a day had passed.

As it was getting dark, he returned to the Jiang residence.

Going to the Sujing Division to handle official duties during the day, killing demons and demons, and practicing at night has become his fixed habit.

Still double-minded.

A phantom body is transformed into a phantom body, and various experimental "unique skills" are performed by the phantom body.

Ontology sorts out the various martial arts and Taoism that have been mastered.

"Spirit and flesh don't match?"

Thinking of Lao Qian's warning before leaving, Jiang Zhou frowned.

He didn't feel anything wrong.

Regardless of martial arts or Taoism, they are becoming more and more proficient.

The most elusive Tianyi Yuanshen Dafa, although it has not yet entered the room, it is still improving obviously every day.

"wrong……"

It suddenly occurred to Jiang Zhou that he had indeed encountered some problems in his cultivation in recent days.

Whenever he concentrates on the stillness and looks back at the universe in his body, there is some faint resistance.

The inner world of "seeing" also became a little blurred.

Originally, he thought that he had entered the country and had some kind of change.

When Lao Qian mentioned it, he suddenly realized it.

It really may not be an entry, or in other words, it is indeed an entry.

But whether such entry is good or bad for him is really hard to define.

"Cultivating both ways... hindering..."

"Could it be that my physical body is too strong and has become a kind of shackle instead?"

Jiang Zhou thought about it.

This is really possible.

He once heard that the paths of martial arts and immortality to the third rank are diametrically opposite.

He hasn't reached that state yet, and he can't really understand what kind of difference there is.

Shaking his head, he temporarily put aside these doubts.

Although he has great trust in Lao Qian, he will not stop himself because of this.

His "practice" is different from ordinary people.

Every step taken by others is extremely difficult, he is just eating a jelly bean...

Jiang Zhou didn't ask for much.

As long as he eats enough jelly beans, he will be able to condense the Emperor God and practice the Heavenly One Yuanshen Dafa.

Then you will be able to be the same king as the world, and live as long as the sky.

At that time, he just needs to get up and eat jelly beans non-stop.

That's it, what else is there to be dissatisfied with...

Thinking about it, Jiang Zhou let go of all his scruples.

The main body quietly recites the Dafa of the Yuanshen.

Huanmeng held a gleaming sword in his hand, chewing it...

Jiang Zhou was trying to use his fantasy body to cultivate a sword pill.

Because he wanted to experiment with a long-coveted and very cool "martial arts".

The Jiuxianren's skill of swallowing wine and spitting sword is the key to success.

……

at the same time.

Su Jingsi, Houshan Grottoes.

On the bare rocky cliff, in a corner that was hard to notice, there was a sudden click.

A few gravels fell and rolled down the mountain wall, making a slight sound.

A shadow of blood flashed slightly, and a figure covered in blood armor appeared in front of the mountain wall.

Wearing a blood helmet, with only two black spots exposed, he turned around, searching for the source of the abnormal noise.

After a while, the blood armor man didn't seem to notice any abnormalities, and gradually faded away.

After the blood armor man disappeared, until late at night, the moon was in the sky.

A ray of moonlight fell and shone on the stone mountain.

There was a shallow crevice where the gravel fell before.

Suddenly pierced by a touch of greenery.

A hair-thin green thread protruded from it.

Twisting and swinging like a living thing.

There are streaks of moonlight falling in the surrounding void, like silk and rain.

The green silk seems to be very comfortable bathing in it.

Until a dark cloud covered the bright moon, and the green silk slowly shrank back to the crevice of the stone...

……

The night passed.

Jiang house.

Jiang Zhou Huanmeng was cross-legged on a rockery in the courtyard.

When a ray of golden light from the rising sun appeared in the east, he opened his mouth and spit out.

A perfectly round golden pill sprayed out, twirling in the air against the first ray of morning glow.

Blooming ten thousand golden brilliance.

Stand up, wait for Jianwan to absorb Chaoyang Qi, then open his mouth and inhale again, swallowing Jianwan into his stomach again.

He untied the gourd of Qiankun wine from his waist, and the green valley wine turned into a blue stream, pouring it into his mouth incessantly.

The eyes were blurred by the direct injection, and Jiang Zhou suddenly had a sharp light in his eyes, and he raised his head and opened his mouth to spray again.

"puff!"

Thousands of wine vapors turned into golden awns, sprayed out, and went straight into the sky, tearing the clouds.

Majestic, domineering.

It is quite similar to the demeanor of Jiu Jianxian he saw in that sword intent when performing sword skills.

But because of the fierceness, he has cultivated the invisible qi, which adds a bit of sharpness.

"It became..."

The main body who was sitting cross-legged in the room and chanting scriptures suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a flash of joy, and a trace of pain...

　Over two chapters...

　　
　
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