Rebirth of Journey to the West: My Father's Yellow Robe Monster

Chapter 46

A moment later, at the bottom of the pool of resentful souls.

Li Tianquan stood in a daze for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Ghosts are nothing more than that!"

Guixian is powerful because he can travel at night, so that he can know every move within a hundred miles.

Moreover, using the soul to activate mana, whether it is a secret technique or a magic weapon, the power will be stronger and more subtle.

But now he has many secret techniques, and each has its own magical effect, and he can advance and retreat freely, and he can already escape from the hands of ghosts and immortals.

"Qing Tong..."

He came back to his senses and turned around to look, only to find Wang Qingtong sitting cross-legged, the bloodstain on the center of his brow stained with a tinge of purple, which seemed to be gradually transforming and improving.

In fact, Wang Qingtong's silk-drawing curse could not hide it from him. Seeing that her condition seems to have improved, Li Tianquan was overjoyed.

The two are now connected by life and death, if Qingtong can get rid of the backlash of the Blood Soul Curse, they will both be able to get out of here alive.

Li Tianquan looked at Wang Qingtong, she was a stunning beauty, but her cold demeanor and fierce sword aura made people respect her at a distance.

But sitting cross-legged in such a quiet way, like a gentle girl, she has shed all the indifference and killing, allowing people to see her beauty and enchantment.

"so big……"

Li Tianquan discovered for the first time that the tenderness under the blue shirt was so great that people couldn't take their eyes off it, but he didn't even notice it before even facing each other head-on.

A blue silk belt with a wreath hanging from it bound up the slender waist, outlining the moving curve of the waist and hips, and the fair and flawless skin seemed to be shining.

"What a nice view."

This woman's temperament and sword intent are so fierce that people subconsciously dare not appreciate her enchanting figure and moving curves carefully.

Li Tianquan only felt that he might have picked up a treasure. This beauty looks indifferent, but with this figure, she is simply a goblin. If...

Just thinking about it makes one's heart ache.

He didn't dare to look any more, and suppressed his evil thoughts. It seemed that his desires were getting stronger and stronger. Could it be the influence of blood?
Well, it must be!
If you want to blame it, you can blame the inheritance of the old man's yellow robe monster, but I am a pure boy...

Li Tianquan sat near Wang Qingtong, continuing to refine the harvest just now. At this time, the black mist permeating the secret magic knife had not been completely digested, and it was swallowed up one by one, causing the essence in the body to rain down continuously.

During his breathing, the essence of the outside world poured into his body, merged into the mana circulation, and then refined into his own mana. After passing through the secret magic knife, it became more pure and more mysterious, possessing some special powers.

After a while, all the gains were completely digested, and the mana was surging, the waves were born and died, containing an indescribable dao rhyme, and his own mana had completely turned into a gloomy light.

"If you don't make a breakthrough at this time, when will you wait?"

"Just at this time."

Li Tianquan touched his soul, pinching the Hunyuan Five Elements Seal with his hands, the internal organs in his body bloomed with rays of light, and the vast magic power poured into the divine treasure of the kidney like a frenzy.

At this time, the purple marks formed by the silk-drawing curse between his eyebrows actually fell into the kidneys and turned into a phantom with a nine-tailed human body, but that person looked like Wang Qingtong.

With the opening of the kidneys and the gathering of the five qi in his chest, his body began to undergo a drastic transformation.

The five divine patterns in the five internal organs were all shattered at this moment, turning into a complex rune.

The five esoteric runes respectively bloomed with five colors of light, such as blue, yellow, black, white, and red, and gathered together straight to the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows.

Li Tianquan only felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind, and he was in a trance, empty and ethereal.

He just guarded the last sliver of clarity in his mind, as if he had turned into a baby and returned to his mother's womb.

Immediately, a large amount of heaven and earth energy was attracted, continuously entered Li Tianquan's body, and his magic power kept stirring, and wisps of cloud energy permeated out, like smoke clouds, like mist, slowly enveloping his whole body.

I don't know how long it took, the mana in the body swept through the five secret art runes, like opening up the world, splitting yin and yang at the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, reconciling the five elements, and dispelling the darkness.

After a while, there was a "boom", and Li Tianquan's whole body was shaken, and Li Tianquan opened his eyes violently.

He only felt the psychic lightness all over his body, looking inside his body, the originally dark sea of ​​consciousness opened up a small pond of five colors, this is the spirit pond, also called Daoji!

The five esoteric runes were integrated into the four sides and the bottom of the pool respectively, becoming a part of the Dao Foundation. This is also the difference between the natal occult and the ordinary occult.

The originally turbulent mana power was completely transformed into wisps of five-color rays of light, which fell over the altar and turned into water droplets, which contained indescribable power.

This is the five qi dynasty, the foundation of the avenue!

After many ups and downs, it finally came to fruition, opened up the spirit pool, and completed the foundation building. Since then, all the power of the whole body has been integrated in the spirit pool to nourish the body.

This is the foundation of practice. As long as you manifest your soul, you can step into the road of greatness, cultivate supernatural powers, refine magic weapons, fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and have the hope of longevity.

At some point, Li Tianquan suddenly opened his eyes, the pupils were deep, the spiritual pool between the brows and the ancestral orifice drooped mana, filled with five colors, flowing all over the body, nourishing the flesh and blood, covering the muscles and bones, and emitting a clear sound like gold and jade.

The movement on his side had already alarmed Wang Qingtong.

"Scholar Li, are you back?" When he looked up and saw Li Tianquan, he hurriedly stood up, but trembling.

Li Tianquan hurriedly supported him: "Don't, don't get up! Let me see your face...it's really much better, with a lot of blood on it."

"It seems that the backlash of the Silk Curse was solved by you?

Seeing Wang Qingtong staring at him, Li Tianquan's eyes were full of tenderness and his heart became hot. The reason why he was able to practice the Pulling Silk Curse was because he had cheated on the ten-year penance card.

But Wang Qingtong survived the backlash of the Blood Soul Curse in such a short period of time, obviously, his feelings for him have grown a lot.

Wang Qingtong pursed her lips, and smiled: "I'm fine, I've passed the most difficult time, and I'm slowly resolving it, and it shouldn't take long for me to heal completely."

Li Tianquan listened, and smiled: "Then you have to be careful, the backlash of the silk-drawing curse involves the soul, so you must be careful, so as not to leave hidden dangers."

As he spoke, he looked carefully, and saw Wang Qingtong's graceful figure, with smooth black hair falling on the white jade-like skin, becoming more and more alluring.

He was happy in his heart, and said: "I went out this time to check the surrounding situation. Although there are ghosts and immortals sitting in the town, but with the secret technique of the Silk Curse, there is still a chance to break the magic circle."

"We can leave when the magic circle is broken."

Wang Qingtong pondered for a while, and said: "The one who set up the formation should be the Ghost King Hall. They have always hated the imperial court deeply, and there will never be only one ghost fairy."

"This time they are prepared, and the protection will definitely be stricter."

"In my opinion, it's better to wait until I have completely suppressed the Backlash Curse and can walk out of the Pool of Resentful Souls, then the two of us will work together to break the formation and return directly to the human world through the gap between the two realms."

Li Tianquan smiled: "When I return to the human world, I will go to take the exam to be the number one scholar in Mingjing, and then I will marry you in the door with eight sedan chairs, and you will be the wife I am marrying."

Wang Qingtong snorted for a moment, but she didn't get angry or retort, and said: "I'm afraid that you will be proud of the spring breeze and have a horseshoe disease. I don't know how many young girls in Huaichun will throw themselves into your arms. I'm afraid you will be blinded."

Li Tianquan held her right hand, his skin was as warm and moist as jade, with a little coolness, making it hard to put it down.

"I am now in the Yuan Dynasty with five qi, and it is not far from manifesting the soul. The road is long, and only you and I are walking together, and the three worlds can have a taste."

"Otherwise, even if you live forever and see forever, and lie high on the nine-fold cloud, is it different from a puppet?"

Wang Qingtong blushed, and asked with some surprise: "Are you really in full swing?"

Seeing Li Tianquan nodding, she was even more happy. Suddenly, she remembered something and frowned: "Scholar Li..."

Li Tianquan pressed a finger on her lips, and stared at her with fiery eyes, "Qingtong, you should change your name."

Wang Qingtong was a little panicked, she didn't dare to look at him, and said in a low voice, "Then what should my name be?"

The two looked at each other, and Li Tianquan said with a little teasing: "No matter how bad it is, I will call you Mr. Lang."

Wang Qingtong's body was slightly stiff, and her hands were completely at a loss.

Li Tianquan felt that Wang Qingtong, a female sword fairy who was refined and decisive in killing, showed such a shy look at this time, and felt unprecedented carefree and proud.

He felt the thrill of conquering, even the blood in his body was boiling, and the flow of mana became smoother.

"Qingtong, time is running out. I practice a supernatural power, so I can break through in killing."

"Now this Netherworld is the best place to practice."

"You are here to suppress the backlash of the Nether Curse. When I come back next time, I will definitely borrow the life of the enemy to complete my Dao of Ghosts and Immortals."

Wang Qingtong took a deep breath and said, "Li Lang, I'll wait for your return."

Li Tianquan took a deep breath, suppressed the nostalgia and reluctance in his heart, and said with a carefree smile: "I'm leaving, wait for me."

Wang Qingtong looked at his leaving back, and thought of everything that the nine-tailed white jade beauty portrait said.

"If you want to get rid of the backlash of the Silk Curse, there is only one way. Turn your Dao Heart into a love seed, and let that man become your Dao, your love root, and your master."

"You won't lose anything, but from now on, you will never be able to refuse any of his requests, and become the cauldron of his lust."

"As long as his silk-drawing spell improves, your silk-drawing spell does not need to be practiced, and it will rise accordingly, but it will also become more and more entangled with your soul."

"I can't get rid of it anymore, and become the slave and maid of his whatever he wants."

The words of Bai Yumei's portrait revealed endless sorrow and sighs, "If one day, you abandon your master, you will completely fall, and your energy and spirit will be swallowed by the other party's silk-drawing curse, and become his cultivation accumulation."

"So, are you willing?"

In the dark cave, Li Tianquan's figure had disappeared, and the nine-tailed beauty seemed to be staring at her with purple light flowing.

Wang Qingtong regained consciousness from the memory, and whispered: "This feeling seems to be not bad!"

"My choice, right?!"

(End of this chapter)