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Seeing that he was walking smoothly and looking a little frail, his wife was holding a soup can in her hand.

Xie Que's expression was slightly stagnant, but returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Xie Que's expression froze slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

He smiled generously, stepped forward, supported his wife, and gently took the items in her hands.

"Madam, you've taken the trouble." Xie Que said, his eyes full of concern.

The two of them walked leisurely towards the stone table and bench next to the martial arts training ground.

Xie Que made a look, and Zhenjun Xiu Shan also followed behind.

Gu Zixia helped Xie Que sit down, then picked up the soup can and took out a bowl.

The medicinal fragrance is overflowing, and they are all rare treasures from heaven and earth.

Xie Que took the bowl of soup, took a sip, and then nodded with satisfaction: "My wife's skills are better than those of the cooks."

Gu Zixia just nodded, raising one hand to rest on the side of her forehead, her expression showing a hint of exhaustion. There seemed to be a dull pain in his temple, as if he was touched by some thoughts.

She put her index finger on her temple, kneaded it slightly, and sighed: "Husband, after I woke up this time, I always feel a little uncomfortable..."

"What kind of discomfort is there?" Xie Que's heart moved slightly, and he used a spiritual thought to penetrate into his wife's soul, trying to sense the cause of the change.

Xie Que felt his thoughts and felt that there were ripples in his wife's soul, and memories and emotions were intertwined like thousands of wisps of smoke.

But no abnormalities were found.

"Just like the things I have experienced before, they were all too short... The first twenty years or so seemed to be just a dream." She murmured.

"More than twenty years is a short period of time for a Yang Shen Zhenjun. Maybe it will pass in one retreat."

Gu Zixia stared ahead quietly, with a thousand words in her eyes.

Xie Que said superficially, inadvertently pulling his thoughts away from his wife's soul.

"Maybe you're right, but I always feel a little strange. I always feel like I've missed a lot of things." There was an inexplicable bitterness in her tone.

"Maybe your cultivation progressed too quickly, so it's normal to feel this way." Xie Que sighed. He didn't find anything abnormal in his body, so he couldn't help but feel comforted.

"Well..." As she said that, Gu Zixia leaned into her husband's arms: "Maybe that's the reason."

"For ordinary practitioners to reach the realm of Yang Shen Zhenjun, it will take hundreds of years of hard training anyway." Xie Que smiled and scratched the tip of her nose:

"Furthermore, if True Lord Yangshen had not suffered an accident, his lifespan would be almost endless. It is very possible that you have a new understanding of time after this deep sleep."

The True Lord Xiuxian on the side also smiled and added: "Yes, I am only in the fifth realm, but more than twenty years is indeed a short period of time for me."

"Your Highness, you can try to retreat once and stabilize your realm."

"Perhaps by the time we leave seclusion, the world will have changed, and the world of the past will become a thing of the past."

The eldest princess listened and couldn't help but shook her head: "Zhenjun, according to what you say...then my queen mother and sisters who are not in the fourth realm can't get along with me for much time..."

True Lord Xiuxian nodded slowly: "If the Four Realms True Master has no hidden wounds in his body and has enough life-extending substances, it won't be a problem to live for three thousand years."

"That's okay, three thousand years... sounds like a long time." The eldest princess exhaled, but still hugged Xie Que very tightly: "I don't want it, I don't want to be in seclusion, and I don't want to be separated from my husband for so long."

Xie Que just smiled: "As long as you don't retreat, your husband is very powerful. Even if the sky falls, it won't be your turn to carry him."

After sending his wife away, Xie Queben's warm expression immediately turned cold.

True Lord Xiu Shan lowered his head and seemed to dare not speak.

"Do you feel it?" Xie Que lowered his eyes and looked at True Lord Xiu Shan in front of him.

"Your Highness seems... a little different from before..." Zhenjun Xiu Shan just answered.

Xie Que nodded deeply: "My wife's personality is much more aggressive than this. Even if she wants to say something to me, she won't say it in front of outsiders."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to think too much. Maybe His Highness's personality has changed a little because of this accident." Zhenjun Xiu Shan guessed: "After all, the years have been long, and His Highness's mind is still difficult to match his cultivation. It's just that he feels like this." This is the normal mentality of practitioners like us."

Although Xie Que is actually young, he has actually experienced a lot. He also nodded: "Cultivation is nothing more than a changing world."

At this point, he suddenly changed his subject: "But any danger must be nipped in the cradle."

"With your listening power, can you find out the truth?"

True Lord Xiuxian just shook his head: "As your wife, Your Highness is a noble person. Her destiny has been partially obscured by you, and I cannot pry into it."

"But if His Majesty agrees, I can investigate."

"That's right." Xie Cuo nodded.

"It requires a drop of your Majesty's effort. Only in this way can the effect be best." True Lord Xiuxian said again.

Xie Tong nodded, and then forced out a drop of golden blood from his fingers, and flew it to True Lord Xiuxian.

Once this golden blood was obtained, True Lord Xiuxian could not help but change his expression.

Its quality is almost comparable to half a mountain, and its vitality is so active that it can turn deserts into forests and wastelands into green fields.

"It seems... His Majesty's strength has made another leap... Even the strength of several Dharma Kings is not much higher than Your Majesty's." He sighed inwardly, his expression unchanged.

Immediately, he released a restriction in his soul, and the golden thoughts continued to recite the Purana Sutra.

But the sound was weak, which made True Lord Xiuxian stunned.

"It seems that I still need to collect some incense. This idea has not been nourished by divinity for many years, and I am afraid it will soon decay."

Immediately, True Monarch Xiuxian poured the blood into this divine thought.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes and calmed down, but his consciousness broke through the barrier and descended to the underworld.

This place is dark and deep, filled with a strong ghost spirit, and the ghost shadows are endless.

The front was hazy, and countless monks with majestic appearances gradually emerged.

These are the protectors beside Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. They are all monks who have made great vows to follow him into the underworld to save all ghosts.

The True Monarch of Cultivation moved forward with his spiritual thoughts, until a moment later, a creature like a big white-haired dog crawled on the ground.

Beside him is a monk named Yiwuqi, who is sleeping on the ground with his eyes closed.

But the True Lord of Cultivating Good knows that that is the god he worships.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Di Ting has a tall body with white hair like snow, and his limbs look strong and strong.

At this moment, at a glance, people feel an indescribable Zen feeling, as if they have been inspired to know how.

Its eyes are shining with clear brilliance, as deep as the clear blue lake water, and its eyes reveal endless wisdom and Buddha's light, as if it can understand everything.

But unlike a dog, Listening's ears appear larger.

True Lord Xiuxian knelt on the ground and first bowed three times to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Then he looked towards Tingting and said, "I ask my Buddha to give me the Dharma. I, my disciple, am willing to bear the karma of my sins again."

After saying that, Di Ting's eyes moved slightly, and wherever his gaze fell, a trace of sin was added to True Lord Xiuxian.

This is the time when the dead souls are saved and they need to bear the sins.

This is the reason for the death energy obtained by the True Monarch of Cultivating Goodness by using this magical power.

After all, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has made a great wish: "Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha."

As a believer, the price you have to pay is to bear the energy of death together with the Bodhisattva.

After a moment, a faint, hair-like light shot out from the listening eyes and disappeared into the mind of True Monarch Xiuxian. His consciousness also returned to the human world and escaped into his body.

His expression suddenly became cautious and he looked at Xie Que: "According to my magical powers... His Highness should be fine."

He said it was nothing, but Zhenjun Xiuxian also used the word "should be", indicating that it was only a subjective opinion.

After all, if something really happens, and it can still be avoided from the prying eyes of Listening Magical Power, then it must be a big deal.

Only gods, Buddhas, and the treasures between heaven and earth can conceal one or two secrets of heaven.

Xie Que didn't relax, and just told Zhenjun Xiu Shan: "These days, I'm just asking you to keep an eye on me more."

True Lord Xiu Shan nodded: "It should be done."

Xie Que walked out slowly, thinking about the Poseidon Temple.

This behemoth that stretches across the sky and the sea gradually weakens as the sea god sleeps.

But Xie Que knew that the weakness was only superficial.

The true strength of Poseidon Temple is still enough to wipe out all other forces in the entire Qiongyu Sea.

Although he said that he had plundered the foundation of the All Saint Princess, he actually did not do much damage to the Poseidon Temple.

It's just that once Princess Wan Sheng loses her soul, her soul will completely disappear.

After all, the true spirit is the foundation of ghost cultivation.

Therefore, the biggest gain from my trip was to find out the reality of Poseidon Temple.

He sighed, perhaps this was really the conspiracy of those Dharma Kings.

If you deliberately allocate yourself such a parish, you can only end up being eaten up by Poseidon God.

No matter how great his strength is, he will never be able to build a force in the sea of ​​​​the sky.

Xie Que sighed again when he thought of this.

He glanced at the four golden characters "Nine-Five Supreme" on the Death Judgment Diagram. This was the entry he had obtained for a long time but had not been activated so far.

Nine-Five Supreme: Golden entry, you are favored by destiny, and you will become the real "Emperor" when you ascend the throne.

Xie Que looked at True Lord Xiu Shan: "How's the search for Dragon Veins going?"

True Monarch Xiu Shan just shook his head: "If it is an ordinary dragon vein, there are still many at the bottom of the sea, but if Your Majesty wants the Longevity Vein, I am afraid it will be a little difficult."

"A few days ago, I used my spiritual power to calculate heavenly secrets. Three million miles to the southwest, there should be a long-lived pulse."

"I have sent three true kings to go and see the truth."

Hearing this, Xie Que nodded: "This matter is not urgent. I should be able to resolve your matter now."

"My business?" Zhen Xiu Shan couldn't help but be startled when he heard this.

Xie Tong nodded: "Now that the death energy has been removed from your body, and your body has been reshaped by weak water, have you adapted to the spirit these days?"

True Lord Xiu Shan reacted immediately and couldn't help but look a little excited: "Once you get used to it, this body will be almost the same as my original one."

What Xie Que said was to tailor a set of martial arts for the True Monarch of Cultivating Goodness.

After all, as a worshiper of gods, True Lord Xiuxian has reached the end of his spiritual cultivation.

But if you turn to martial arts, it won't be the case.

True Lord Xiu Shan watched Xie Que's strength rise all the way to the point where he is now comparable to the Dharma King.

Maybe others don't know, but he is extremely confident in this person's immortal martial arts.

Moreover, Xie Que had previously connected the meridians and shaped the acupoints in his body. After experiencing it himself, it made him admire the human-immortal martial arts even more.

Moreover, there are constant opportunities for life in the body, and the body made of weak water also has a high degree of tolerance for qi and blood.

Even if he uses the magical power of listening many times, he is no longer afraid of the death energy soaking into his body, causing him to become the living dead he was before, relying on his soul to stay alive.

"Are you good at using fists, feet or swords?" Xie Que took a few steps and looked at True Lord Xiu Shan.

True Monarch Xiu Shan wanted to answer, but instead he smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, I am only good at attacking with souls. Your Majesty has never seen the physical state I was in before."

Xie Que immediately recalled it and nodded.

True Lord Xiu Shan said again: "But before I obtained that divinity, I was good at using swordsmanship..."

"Try your sword skills to see once." Xie Que ordered.

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Xiuxian created an illusory sword body out of thin air in his hand and began to dance.

Xie Que looked at it, and when it was over, he nodded.

"This is the Dzogchen Ming Light Sword. It can save all ghosts and humans." Zhen Xiuxian said.

Xie Que stood up and moved again, and actually demonstrated the sword technique of Master Xiu Shan again without any mistakes.

This sword technique is close to magical power, but it is not magical power.

After Xie Que demonstrated it once, he glanced at the word "one" on the tempered word.

Then he stopped moving. He wanted to change this sword technique into a martial arts technique based on the power of qi and blood.

Now that his martial arts realm is vast, he has established a circuit in his body to move around in just a moment.

Run this vein, keep your soul motionless, and then dance this sword.

Xie Que's surroundings suddenly condensed Gang Qi with Qi and blood, and the Gang Qi condensed into bright light.

But he also has the intention of sacrificing his life and the intention of spreading the Dharma. When he swings his sword, he seems to want to save all sentient beings in hell.

When the true gentleman who cultivates virtue sees this, he can't help but feel excited.

This sword technique has been modified, and its power is now comparable to that of ordinary divine passage techniques.

He quickly clasped his fists and knelt on one knee: "Please teach your Majesty this method."

But Xie Que only smiled: "Are you satisfied with such power?"

"Ah?" True Lord Xiu Shan was a little dazed.

Xie Que said again: "In half a month, you can come find me again."

True Lord Xiu Shan left in response, leaving only Xie Que staying where he was.

He looked at the soup on the stone table and couldn't help but sigh: "I hope it's just my imagination..."

In the following days, Xie Que spent time with his wife and spent the rest of his time practicing martial arts.

These days, he noticed that his wife's behavior became more and more strange.

His personality seems to have changed a lot.

Xie Que couldn't help but suspect that Princess Wan Sheng had left some kind of spell on his wife.

He wanted to find out the truth many times, but he always found that there was nothing abnormal about his wife's body and soul, so he had no choice but to give up.

Half a month later, True Lord Xiu Shan came to see him, and Xie Que also pushed the Dzogchen Ming Light Sword ten thousand times.

It turned into a martial arts called "Mahayana Daji Shifang Sword". (End of chapter)