Dao fruit.

"This sword..."

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, stared at the long sword, caught a trace of familiarity from it, and then, his feet hanging in the air landed on the ground inside the house.

Suddenly, the scene ahead changed, and countless long swords rushed through the air!

But Qiu Yan didn't dodge, let the long sword run through his body, and stepped forward against the flying long sword!

Strange to say, the long sword pierced through the air, and the cold light flickered, but it pierced Qiu Yan's body and passed through him directly. Not only was there no blood, even his clothes were not affected.

"Come to see me, just to pretend to be a ghost?"

Bearing the rain of swords, when he came to the long sword, Qiu Yan's eyes flashed, and a thought surged out, covering the green steel sword stuck on the ground!

Snapped!

The flying long sword disappeared in an instant!

A clanging sound followed, like the sound of iron plates rubbing against each other: "Huh? Your thoughts are emitted directly through the flesh and blood to dispel the illusion. It really is the condensed soul of the sky. The speed of entering the realm is really rare. !"

The voice came from the long sword. As soon as the words were finished, a Daoist soul emerged from the sword, surrounded by layers of sword energy, which was extremely sharp. Although Qiu Yan could see the shadow of the soul, he couldn't get close to it.

However, when he saw this soul, Qiu Yan couldn't help but shrink his pupils, recognizing the origin.

"Xi Yun?"

This living soul is obviously Xi Yun, whom Qiu Yan has met a few times, but right now there is only a living soul left, which is even more incomplete. If it is not for the protection and protection of the sword energy, without the need for sunlight, a gust of wind blows over, and the soul will be scattered.

"You still remember him, then it will be easy," the clanging sound came out again, the long sword trembled and rose from the ground, "We are here to ask you for a favor."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan was noncommittal.Asked back: "You should be people of the spiritual way? Why do you come to me for help?"

"You don't have to pretend to be ignorant. Although Xi Yun is a person of the spiritual way, he was enslaved and was always looking for a way to escape. This time Tang Lai passed away, and Xi Yun was in it. If he hadn't The sword energy is hidden in the heavy water bracelet, which consumes Tang Lai's heart fire and locks up his consciousness, so how can the result of the battle be able to stabilize Hongye Peak? If the sword energy didn't hurt Tang Lai's seven souls, how could he have retreated in a hurry?"

Say these words.Hearing it in Qiu Yan's ears and in his heart, he cleared up his thoughts a little.

Seeing that Qiu Yan didn't respond, Qing Gangjian said again: "I'm not here to ask for credit, but to invite the gods behind you to come forward and send Xi Yun to the Underworld."

"Huh? Let the gods behind me send Xi Yun to the Underworld?"

Long Jian replied: "That's right, whether it was when you faced Tang Yi or this time against Tang Lai, there were gods who took action. It must be related to a certain god. The god's act of resisting the mountain just now. The emerald is carried with you. If you have a rank five and can open the Yin-Yang Road, if you are willing to lend a helping hand, you will be able to let Xi Yun's soul enter the Netherland."

After saying this, it added another sentence: "In order to help you encircle and suppress Tang Lai, Xi Yun was bitten by the slave seal. The soul is incomplete, and it is difficult to enter the underworld. That's why I came to ask for help."

Qiu Yan nodded. He now knows all about some methods of the spiritual way. He knows that Xi Yun's soul is difficult to enter the underworld, and it is not caused by pure backlash. He opened the mouth and said, "I can deal with this matter." After saying that, he took out a book from his body and put it on the table.

"Huh?" Chang Jian was still organizing his speeches, but Qiu Yan had already agreed.

"However, I can only send the soul into the underworld, but the sword can't keep up with it." While speaking, Qiu Yan turned the pages of the book, and there was a chill in the room.

"Entrance to Yinyang Road? You actually have this kind of thing on your body?" Changjian said, and floated backwards, "Don't worry, only Xi Yun will go, and I won't follow. In addition, because you promised so simply above, and I will repay you."

As soon as the voice fell, the living soul enveloped by the sword energy floated up, and the shadow of the soul faintly cupped its hands towards Qiu Yan, and then landed on the book. The next moment, the sword energy disintegrated, and the soul entered the book.

Watching the living soul enter the book, the long sword made a long friction sound, giving Qiu Yan the feeling that it was a person exhaling.

Then he listened to Chang Jiandao: "Okay, as a reward, I will follow you for a period of time. During this period, if you have any questions about martial arts, you can ask me, and I will answer you." There was a sense of pride in the words.

After hearing this, Qiu Yan frowned: "There's no need to be so troublesome. If you're worried, you can stay for a few days and wait for news from Netherland."

"You misunderstood," the long sword swayed in the air, "Xi Yun is in the dark, the karma between me and him is over, no matter what happens to him in the future, it has nothing to do with me."

Having said that, it floated forward a few inches, as if staring at Qiu Yan, and said sonorously: "Don't worry that I have other plans, how about this, I will tell you something first, and you can make a decision after listening. "

"Huh?" Qiu Yan was about to say more, but stopped after hearing the following passage.

"In today's battle, you must have discovered the problem. No matter how well the layout is laid out, you still have to be restrained when you meet someone with extraordinary strength. Judging by your layout, some of them are deliberately aimed at monks at the alchemy level, but you can't deal with Tongshan Demon King. It's okay, but when you meet Tang Lai, you will inevitably miscalculate, and you have to take risks in the end, the reason behind it is that you don't understand enough about the way of cultivating fate."

What Qinggang Longjian said was sonorous and powerful, making Qiu Yan frown.

But the words didn't end—

"The way of life cultivation is divided into several major realms, such as foundation building, soul refining, alchemy casting, purple mansion, and Xuanyuan. Just like condensing the seven souls, there is also a difference in casting alchemy, and there is also a gap in strength between alchemy cultivators, some of which can even be called worlds apart."

Having said that, the long sword paused. It noticed Qiu Yan's dignified expression and knew that it had moved him, so it continued——

"Casting pills are divided into four layers. The first layer is the transformation of the seven souls, which produces kidney fire, which can compete with the seventh grade god."

"The second level is to smelt the seven souls and turn them into virtual pills. The flesh and blood can be changed according to the skills. It is called 72 changes. The monks at this level can compete with the sixth-grade gods, and the demon king of Tongshan Mountain has this cultivation level. "

"On the third floor, the three souls and seven souls are melted together in one furnace. Only at this step can the golden core be considered successful. The solid core is condensed, and the mystery is endless. The flesh and blood bears the memory, comparable to a fifth-rank god."

"As for the fourth level, it is not something that ordinary monks can achieve. Many monks can hardly achieve it even after exhausting their lifespan. This is the inner Danhuo, the soul is one, and it turns into a Taoist body! This level has signs of breaking away from the Three Realms and Five Elements , compared to the fourth-rank gods, they are not too far behind!"

"When the Taoist fetus is formed and the golden elixir is shattered by fire, it is time to enter the Zifu."

Having said that, it stopped talking and floated quietly.

On the opposite side, Qiu Yan frowned, chewing on these words, feeling enlightened.

"So that's the case. It's no wonder that the same is casting pills, but there are differences. There are differences just like the soul refinement realm. Strength dominates muscles and bones, essence governs blood, spirit governs true energy, heroism governs visceral blood, and central soul governs coordination. Linghui soul governs the mind, Tianchong soul governs the integration of the inside and outside. Qin You once said before that when the seven souls unite and manifest outside, one enters the alchemy state, but according to this long sword, it is only a stage of the alchemy state .”

The two ghost servants of the Netherland Domain were both destined to achieve success in cultivation during their lifetime, but their inheritance was not complete. Although the god himself asked about it, the answers he got were not comprehensive, not as good as the introduction of this long sword.

However, after digesting these, the first sentence that Qiu Yan uttered had nothing to do with it: "Why are you so clear about the fight between me and King Tongshan and Tang Lai, as if you had seen it yourself? present."

Between the words, Qiu Yan seemed to regard this long sword as an equal.

"You have made arrangements, and we have also prepared. Besides, the method I used is extraordinary and beyond your imagination? You probably think that I am a long sword becoming a spirit? Wrong, wrong..." Chang Jian said, Shake up.

"Huh?" Qiu Yan suddenly felt that there seemed to be a certain rhythm in the shaking of the long sword, which coincided with the way of heaven and earth. Gradually, a sword technique was born in his heart.

He actually wanted to realize a set of sword skills just because he saw the long sword shaking!

"No! This is not what I realized!"

Suddenly, Qiu Yan's heart was shocked, scriptures and sage's aura surged out of his soul, and he wiped away the sword technique that was about to take shape from his heart!

"Well!"

The long sword groaned, fell to the ground, and flew up again after a while, exuding fluctuating emotions of surprise, clanging again: "What's going on? Your living soul is so powerful that it can hurt you!" My body!"

"Your body?" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and stared at the long sword, "So, you are not a green steel sword, but a set of swordsmanship?"

The long sword floated up and down, and a voice came out: "That's right! My body is a set of swordsmanship, and this green steel sword is no more than a shelter. However, I am not surprised by your appearance? This is amazing, even if it is Xi Yun , I was surprised for a long time back then."

"The main body is the sword technique, which is really a fresh way of saying that you just wanted to attach yourself to me, but you made me mistakenly thought it was the sword technique I had comprehended. However, to be able to master swordsmanship, this person who created swordsmanship must be no small thing."

Speaking of this, Qiu Yan suddenly thought of the ancient eight-character seal, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart.

"You want to stay here, it's definitely not because you have nowhere to go, it's best to explain why."

While he was talking, his whole body was shaken suddenly, and a huge momentum came from the sky, filling his body!

call!

Rolling people's wishes, condensed to the extreme, penetrated into flesh and blood, sank into living soul, passed through the hole and disappeared!

"This is..." Qiu Yan's eyes widened.

At the same time, the crowd in the city who had just recovered from panic, fear, and despair, led by several people, came outside a seemingly ordinary courtyard.

Several tall and strong men were working together to move a statue out of the yard.

As soon as the statue appeared, it caused exclamations from the crowd.

"Not bad! That's exactly what it looks like!"

"Yes, what appeared in my heart is not this god!"

"God bless!"

For a moment, the crowd was excited, and everyone's eyes were focused on the statue.

She was covered in a gray robe, and her hair was like fire. (to be continued

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