Shamanism kills the god

A few low-grade spirit stones, a simple map, a thin booklet...

Sitting on the galloping carriage, Mu Feng spread out all the spoils and observed carefully. .

Life and death are up to fate, when people are gone, there is nothing.Even if you were rich and powerful in life, you will still turn into a cup of loess after death.After witnessing the young and honest Xiao Wu dying in his arms, he became more indifferent to money, fame and fortune in the world.When cleaning the battlefield, he turned a blind eye to the broken silver falling from people's bodies, and was even less interested in the goods on the carriage. He just collected some useful things on the road or treasures that were useful for cultivation.

Although the grades of a few spirit stones are not high, they also contain a lot of energy, which is better than nothing.Some vague maps are very simple, but they also roughly mark the locations of places such as Jianshui City and Hengling Mountains, which are just right for the road.As for the flimsy pamphlets, they were scavenged from dark niggers.On the cover, there are three flamboyant characters—Lingxiujue.

"Humans have the Dao of Yangguan, and ghosts also have the way of ghosts. Humans are based on Yang Qi, and when Yang Qi is lost, their vitality will be cut off; ghosts use Yin Qi as their source, and when Yin Qi is exhausted, their souls will have nothing to survive, and naturally their souls will fly away..."

Mu Feng held the pamphlet and read it slowly, not having any insight.

I thought that this must be an evil and vicious cultivation method specially designed for evil spirits and heretics.Unexpectedly, the reasoning in the book is easy to understand, the words are simple, and there is no evil method. On the contrary, there is an unexpected sense of righteousness between the lines.On the last page of the pamphlet, it is signed Situ Juzheng.

According to the explanation in the pamphlet, after a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits begin to decompose.As soon as the heart stopped beating, the seven souls dissipated with the wind and ceased to exist.Then, the main soul and super soul among the three souls also began to dissipate.

The original soul is in charge of the seven emotions and six desires of a person, and the super soul is the knowledge and skills that a person has learned the day after tomorrow. When the original soul and the super soul are separated, it is what the folks call brain death.Since ancient times, the so-called not to bring with birth, not to take away after death, actually refers to the supersoul.When the super soul is gone, the knowledge and skills learned in life will naturally be gone.After reincarnation, everything has to start again, learn again, and have a new super soul. .

Among the three souls, the only one that will not disappear is the most important soul of fate, which is the foundation of a person, or in other words, the brand of a person.Usually, after a person dies, the soul will seal itself and enter a new reincarnation.However, some people suddenly have accidents in the process of reincarnation, and the fate soul is not completely sealed, and they will think of some fragments of the previous life from time to time.This is why some people think of past lives.

In addition, there is an exception.It is because of various problems that the souls of fate do not enter the reincarnation and wander around the place where death is located. This is what people call the dead souls.Over time, some become so-called lonely ghosts, who will never enter reincarnation; some, by coincidence, absorb the aura of heaven and earth and begin to practice, and become so-called spirit bodies.

The thin booklet of Spiritual Cultivation Jue is a method specially designed for spiritual body cultivation, but it was misinterpreted by the two devils, Beiliu Shuanggui, as a method for collecting and controlling ghosts. It's just a ghost!

"Bastard!"

Thinking of the two vicious Beiliu Ghosts, Mu Feng shook his head, and put the booklet into the Qingfeng Ring on his finger.

Lingxiu Jue is not an easy cultivation method, but let alone that it is a cultivation method exclusively for spiritual bodies, even normal people can practice it, and he will not touch it lightly.The technique of collecting ghosts is good and eye-opening, but the core part of spiritual practice is fine.

As a blood-refining wizard, the powerful blood-refining method, as well as countless other witchcraft skills and restrictions are enough for him to ponder.One can't do two things with one mind, and hastily practiced other exercises, many of which are not perfect. Maybe in the end, none of the exercises can be mastered.Even, conflict with each other.

He has a deep understanding of the quiet way of striving for a pure heart and few desires, without desires and desires!

Fortunately, I gave up decisively as soon as possible, otherwise, if I continue to practice, my cultivation base will stagnate at least, and I will become mad at worst.The quiet way of pure heart and asceticism is incompatible with the blood-boiling Dafa of refining blood, and he explodes to death!

"The third level of blood refining, when will you be able to break the seal and comprehend the third level of blood refining practice? The peak of the mortal realm, or the elite realm?"

Mu Feng put away all the items in front of him, and sat cross-legged in the carriage calmly.

At the moment when the cold-blooded killer was frightened and the knife cut off, the blood oozing out of his body under the rage showed him a sign that the blood refining method was going further.However, it is not known when the seal will be broken and the third level of blood refinement Dafa will be comprehended.

In the middle of practicing the way of tranquility, after taking some detours, he further realized that the blood-refining method is the foundation of his cultivation.Whether he can break through to the peak of the mortal realm or even the elite realm, and whether he can defeat Mu Tie, the proud son of heaven three years later, still depends on the boundless blood refining method!

The other phantom boxing, Yinfeng Dafa and even the amazingly powerful flying sword are just auxiliary!

After realizing this, he is naturally full of longing and anticipation for the third level of blood refining Dafa!

In the next few days, Mu Feng traveled during the day and stayed at night, and the journey was safe.Slowly, it began to enter Jianshui territory.

To the south of Jianshui River, most of them are mountainous areas with undulating mountains, often stretching for thousands of miles.Compared with Jianning, there are more and higher mountains in Jianshui, and the road is more difficult to walk.The mountains are high and the forest is dense, and sometimes you can't see any human beings even if you gallop on the official road for several hours.

Under Mu Feng's meticulous care, Jing Wushuang's injury gradually recovered, but her body was still very weak.Sometimes, leaning on the carriage to look at the scenery outside, it didn't take long to feel dizzy and tinnitus, and I had to lie down and rest.Dao Duoliu's sharp knife not only left a hideous scar on her back, but also seriously injured her body.

If she hadn't devoured the blood beads refined by Mu Feng hunting wild animals along the way, and she was a pharmacist, her injuries would have deteriorated and her soul would have been broken.

After spending a lot of time at Yipinzhai and Qingshakou, Mu Feng didn't want to spend any more unnecessary time on the road.Under his command, the taciturn coachman drove the carriage along the official road all the way.On this day, seeing that the sky was still early, I passed by several villages without stopping, and arrived at Puyang Ancient Town in Jianshui.I planned to find another inn to stay at sunset, but unexpectedly, after passing a village full of willow trees, the road was deserted, and I didn’t meet the next village until nightfall.Not to mention the inn, there is not even a simple dwelling.

"Master Mufeng, are you sleeping in the wild tonight, or..."

After galloping for several hours, seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, the coachman who was silent all the way finally asked Mu Feng in the car, his voice was hoarse and deep.

"Go a little further and see!"

Looking at the weak Jing Wushuang, Mu Feng ordered in a deep voice.

If he is alone, it doesn't matter where he stays, as long as the horses pulling the cart can bear it, he can even drive at night.But Jing Wushuang was weak after being injured, so he had to be cautious.If you accidentally catch a cold while sleeping in the wild, you will be in trouble!

"Yes!"

The coachman's voice was low, and with a slight twitch of the whip in his hand, the horses pulling the cart accelerated and galloped forward, pulling the cart rumbling away.

The hard work paid off, and after about half an hour, I finally saw a house from a distance.Speeding up the horse, soon came to an old house with black bricks and black tiles.As soon as the carriage stopped, Mu Feng quickly helped the weak Jing Wushuang to the door, and knocked on the door lightly, hoping to spend the night here.

Boom, boom, boom, anyone?

Boom, boom, boom...

Mu Feng yelled and knocked on the door, his voice getting louder and louder.But the strange thing is that there is no movement after calling several times in a row.Nuo Da's house seemed to have been empty for decades, lifeless.The surroundings are empty, only this house stands here alone, there is no other choice.