Step on the immortal river

() In Song Lian's cognition, Hu Ling stayed to destroy all enemies in order to avenge Xiao Daohong.Moreover, the top masters in the mainland come and go, and the masters can come in. The Pot Spirit, which is a hundred times stronger than the master, should come and go freely at any time. It is Pirates of Dreams who sacrificed hundreds of years to suppress the Pot Spirit, which makes Moyang City stand today. of.

Unexpectedly, it was Hu Ling who couldn't leave. How could this be possible?

It seems that rumors are always rumors, and the secrets of the Xiao Mansion told by Pirates of Dreams must have water.

"Okay, brother promises you, it's possible, regardless of whether there are mountains of swords or seas of fire, brother will definitely take you out and have fun in the outside world. But, you have to tell brother the truth, right?"

Hu Ling suddenly rolled back, a black thread turned into a circle, twisted for a while, and turned into a villain, just like a villain drawn with a brush, the villain jumped up and roared, shaking Song Lian almost out of his wits, the dream almost collapsed, but was forcibly stabilized by Hu Ling's dream.

The excited Hu Ling saw Song Lian's dream figure almost collapsed, and hurried over, helpless.

Fortunately, Song Lian practiced "The Fascinated and Broken Slips" after all, and finally withstood the roaring sound, his body slowly solidified: "Brother is an ordinary person, ordinary people, do you understand, who are you, you are Hu Xianer Ah, don't say a roar, even a sneeze will kill brother, next time you have to yell at the enemy, you know. Any enemy of brother is your enemy, you can yell at him, but you can't yell at brother. "

"Well," Hu Ling nodded and said, "You can't yell at the enemy... and sneeze at your brother. Whatever you want to know, brother, Hu Linger will tell you."

Song Lian thought to himself, this is right, this is good, it's not easy.

Later, under Song Lian's persuasive temptation, Hu Ling told about the experience since birth, that is, the enlightenment of spiritual wisdom and consciousness, which is similar to that of Pirates of Dream Tianzun.But he didn't explain clearly why he was so powerful and why he couldn't leave.

Anyway, no matter what Song Lian said, Hu Ling himself couldn't explain clearly.

Suddenly, Song Lian thought of Hu Ling's words, Hu Ling said: "You are my brother, take me away, okay?" With a flash of inspiration, Song Lian said: "You said you want me to take you away, since you didn't know why you couldn't just now If you want to leave, then how do you get your brother to take you away?"

"It's very simple, brother let me hide in the sea of ​​consciousness. But... but... I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid my brother will be like them."

"Who is the same as who, how is the same method."

"Just die like those great monks who came in."

what…….

Song Lian understood that this matter should be straightened out in reverse.

The pot spirit is actually evolved from a residual consciousness of the immortal phlegm pot. The body is the phlegm pot. It is restricted by the immortal cave. In the blood sacrifice, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and it fell on the sputum pot together with the restraint. After all, Xiao Daohong is the best master of restraint in the past thousand years, and the main force to open the fairy cave.

Hu Ling quit, after all, it is a divine consciousness of an immortal, and Xiao Daohong was far behind the divine consciousness, so his soul flew away.

However, Hu Ling couldn't leave either, because his body was like a phlegm pot, and Xiao's house imposed many restrictions, which eventually led to tragedy.Later monks also couldn't collect the phlegm pot, and they couldn't leave the phlegm pot. If they wanted to leave, they could only be sacrificed by others, or passively enter other people's sea of ​​consciousness. Just imagine whose sea of ​​consciousness would not resist when attacked?

As a result, when someone came in to collect it, Hu Ling rushed into that person's sea of ​​consciousness. It was a tragedy. No one could restrain the immortal's consciousness?The top monks in the mainland naturally came to eliminate one by one. <Blowing like the wind, I slowly came into contact with the pot spirit, and later evolved into overlapping dreams, and became a great master of fooling the pot spirit throughout the ages.

Thanks to the foreshadowing of Pirates Dream Tianzun's previous dealings with Hu Ling, Song Lian calmly and Hu Ling formed a friendship.Otherwise, Zhaohuling's newly awakened soul consciousness is all villains, and dare to come and eliminate one by one.

In short, Hu Ling is a more monstrous existence than Song Lian, which is clear from the terrifying coercion emanating from him.

Finding out why Hu Ling couldn't leave doesn't mean he can take Hu Ling away, just like Hu Ling said, "I'm afraid my brother will die like those big monks." Song Lian doesn't know how powerful the big monk's spiritual consciousness is. , but he must be stronger than himself by many times, just like the earth is to the sun, where can the spirit of the pot be stationed?

Even if the pot spirit doesn't hurt him, and he is not a monk, the sea of ​​consciousness can't accommodate the immortal phlegm pot.

To collect the phlegm pot into the sea of ​​consciousness must go through a special sacrifice. The sacrifice is equivalent to sacrifice together with the spirit of the pot. If the spirit of the pot does not do it, he has no ability...

The key is the phlegm pot, this fairy treasure.

Unless it is destroyed, only Hu Ling is left to temporarily store his sea of ​​consciousness...

Song Lian's head suddenly became dizzy, this is a risk, a big risk, what should I do?

After thinking about it, Song Lian couldn't think of a good solution, so he had to show off with Hu Ling in the end. My brother is a mortal. Although his spiritual consciousness is special because of his practice of "Enchanted and Remnant Slips", he can't accommodate immortal treasures. Either destroy the phlegm pot and let you die You, in the future, you will get another treasure as your body, or your brother will leave alone, and come to save you after you have achieved success in cultivation.

Hu Ling was dumbfounded.

Song Lian will die if he stays without food. If he wants to leave, he can only deposit Song Lian's knowledge in the state of pure spiritual consciousness; manage?

Suddenly, Song Lian's stomach was rumbling outside the dream, and Hu Ling immediately forgot his troubles and asked Song Lian, "Brother, why is your stomach thundering?"

Song Lian smiled wryly and said: "The old guy gave me a pill of Buyuan Bigu, and I was hungry for seven days. This pill has no energy. My brother is completely a mortal. The rumbling in his stomach means that he wants to eat, not thunder." He took the opportunity to say, "I don't eat for one day, I have no strength, I don't eat for two days, I feel dizzy and sleepy, I don't eat for three days, I don't move, I don't eat for four days, I have only one breath, I don't eat for five days, I die. Hey, brother You have five days left to live, and after five days, you are still alone."

"I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be alone." Hu Ling was anxious.

"Brother can't do anything!"

"I, my brother and I are okay, I don't want this body anymore, I want to leave with my brother."

Hu Ling made a choice.

Breaking the phlegm pot is equivalent to abandoning the body of the pot spirit and turning into a pure spiritual consciousness that can transform into a spiritual body. It must exist in Song Lian's sea of ​​consciousness forever, unless another fairy treasure is found.

So Song Lian was worried again.

After thinking for a long time, he said to Hu Ling: "Brother is not a monk, and you don't understand. We can't mess around, first try to see if you can enter the sea of ​​consciousness without the fairy pot, but you must first explain: Brother will not attack you , and it won’t hurt you. If your brother moves, such as dodging, you must be threatening him. At this time, you must withdraw immediately, otherwise your brother will be as sad as those in front, understand?

"Ming-bai." Hu Ling nodded.

Song Lian is sitting on the phlegm pot at this time, and is in the dream realm, becoming an organic whole. The pot spirit does not need to leave the body of the fairy phlegm pot, so everything goes smoothly.

In fact, Song Lian's soul has been fused with three fragments, which is equivalent to putting armor on the soul, and he is not afraid of this immortal consciousness at all, but Song Lian doesn't understand, so he is worried for a long time.

After a successful attempt, I laughed.

Hu Ling'er turned into a black thread coiled around Song Lian's soul body's neck, giggling and wriggling constantly, extremely weird.

Next, to deal with the spit pot, you must destroy the body pot spirit to be free, otherwise you will not be able to leave.

To smash such a treasure, Song Lian was in pain for a long time. After all, it was a fairy treasure, but it was the pot spirit who urged Song Lian to make up his mind. Compared with his life, this fairy treasure is nothing. What's the use.

After closing the dream, Song Lian stood up and smashed down with his fist.

Clang.

The phlegm pot does not move.

Oops, it's so strong, even though there are cracks, it's still so broken, it's worthy of being a fairy treasure, come again.

bang...

Bang Dang...

No matter whether he used his feet or his fists, Song Lian couldn't smash the sputum pot.

Damn, how is it possible.

Looking for bricks everywhere, the people who travel through are all invincible with bricks, but unfortunately, there is nothing here.The Xiao family is a big family, how can there be bricks in the secret room?

After tossing for a long time, Song Lian sat down decadently.

"Brother, what should I do? I'm leaving, I don't want to stay here."

"stop!"

This jar is like a tortoise shell—ah, yes, hehe, Song Lian jumped up high, pointed his butt at the spit pot, and sat down from mid-air.

Boo! —The sputum pot is cracked.

Dingling.... ——It was broken to the ground, and there was still something inside.

oops……. — butt cut.

If an egg is evenly stressed, no matter how hard you try, it cannot be crushed from the outside, but from the inside, as long as there is a slight flaw, it can be blown apart in one breath. Song Lian used this principle to start from the inside of the sputum pot , there is a prohibition of ghost drawing symbols on the outside, but not on the inside, and the sputum pot has cracks, so the sputum pot is broken. Of course, this is because the spirit of the pot - the reason for the non-existence of immortal consciousness.

Tragedy also inevitably happened. The fragments cut his buttocks, and a lot of blood flowed out. What was even more weird was that two things fell out of the empty sputum pot because of the destruction, and Song Lian sat under his buttocks.

I got up and looked, damn it, it was bleeding profusely, so I hurriedly covered it, and then I went to see what the hell was on the ground.

On the ground is a token and a skull.

City Lord Order, Heaven Order?

Hahaha…….

It turns out that there is really a heavenly order, why didn't I reach out to touch it just now?

Song Lian laughed, grabbed the token and looked at it carefully, and sank in his hand. He didn't expect the small token to be so heavy, so he took a little effort to lift it up, and looked at it carefully. What's so special, it's smooth and dark, with a small round hole.

At this moment, Hu Ling said anxiously in his mind: "Brother, the monster has come out."

Song Lian was taken aback, and found that the black air was lingering in the air, and looked down, it turned out that it was released by the skull, so it suddenly dawned on him.

The fairy pot imprisoned the skeleton, and those monsters were actually released by the skull. Because the spit pot had cracks, some demons ran out. The pot spirit lives in the spit pot and treats these monsters as snacks. Now , the pot spirit is not there, the phlegm pot is destroyed, the monsters are not over, and they start to make trouble.

How can this be good?

The black smoke was getting thicker and thicker, whistling out.

"Hu Ling, what do you say?"

"I, I don't know, and I can't finish it. How about brother jumping high again and sitting the skull to death?"

what…….

Without further ado, Zhang Kai raised the heavy token as an invincible brick, raised it high, and smashed it down heavily.

With a bang, the skull actually shattered.

Immediately, thick black smoke filled the entire secret room, Song Lian was terrified, and fled with the token.

As soon as he got out of the well, just after picking up the clothes on the ground, the pot spirit suddenly rushed out from the sea of ​​consciousness, it was unbelievably fast, passing by in a flash, swallowed the three soul babies from nowhere, and then disappeared in a flash.

It was as short as the blink of an eye by Song Lian.

"This is?" Song Lian quickly sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and found that Hu Ling was belching, "You, what did you eat?"

"I ate three soul bodies. It's delicious, much better than the devil soul."

Song Lian remembered that there were three people who were younger than babies. Sanduo'er said that these three babies could enter the sea of ​​consciousness and devour their souls, but they were swallowed by pot spirits.

At this time, Song Lian discovered another thing. There was a black bead in the small round hole of the token. I don't know where it came from. It was clear just now that there was no black bead. Why did it suddenly appear?

No matter, anyway, the key point is this token, my brother took it.

Immediately, he used his hand to activate the soul fire to refine and sacrifice the token, when the idea just came up, the token disappeared with a bang.

Song Lian was in a hurry.

Hu Ling said: "Brother, what are you doing with this thing in here, I don't like it."

It turned out to be running into the sea of ​​consciousness, hurry into the sea of ​​consciousness, hey, there are words!It doesn't exist outside, but it exists in the sea of ​​consciousness. Take a look.

what…….

A roar.

It's an order, really an order!

Song Lian was so happy that he kept trembling, almost breathless with excitement.

A golden word "Heaven" appeared on the token, which was dazzling, and the other side was blank.

Hahaha…….

After taking a breath, he laughed loudly, bent his waist down, laughed until tears flowed, and finally collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath.

All the grievances are worth it.

Pot Lingfei was flying in mid-air, Song Lian didn't know what he was laughing at, and asked nervously, "Brother, are you just like the old man?" He meant to leave it behind and leave alone.

Song Lian opened his mouth and said, "Nonsense, can you enter the elder brother's sea of ​​consciousness, can you enter the old man's sea of ​​consciousness?"

"But, I don't like this thing."

Song Lian replied: "It's not a thing, it's an order from heaven. Hehehe, you don't like it. It was originally in the fairy pot. I remember you swallowed it."

"No, it was swallowed by the skull, not me."

This--?

Song Lian is very strange. I am afraid there is a big secret here.

"Hu Ling'er, brother's sea of ​​consciousness is big anyway, don't worry about it, it might be useful to brother, and when brother is capable in the future, I'll find another body for you."

Hu Ling had no choice but to agree.