Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 1041 Shadow Charm Dzogchen

Gong Qingying looked around, there was no golden glow!
She lowered her eyes to look at her body at this time, because her soul was about to be merged, her soul was out of her body, and she was naturally unclothed, could it be that Yu Jingkong was protecting her?
That's it!

Gong Qingying smiled wryly, and activated the transparent shadow force with the seal of both hands, instantly inhaling the goshawk into the body, and the souls of the master and servant joined together in a bit of repulsion and attraction.

After an unknown amount of time, the two finally merged into one.

The rich shadow power hidden in Goshawk's dantian shadow puppet space and Gong Qingying's sea of ​​spiritual sources, mixed into a powerful transparent shadow power gathered in Gong Qingying's body, constantly washing away the eight strange meridians.

Gong Qingying could clearly feel that her body was gradually becoming light and ethereal. Unlike her soul leaving her body, both her body and soul were changing, gradually changing from a mortal body to a transparent shadow.

This is the highest state of Yingmei Dzogchen, the unity of man and nature!

She continued to hold her breath, re-exercised the Ice Soul Sword Art and Ice Flame Nine Heavens in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, turning the moves she had learned into transparent killing moves, and her assassination level would increase in a straight line in the future.

Everything was ready, Gong Qingying was lucky again, and a transparent physical shadow clone was condensed beside her.

Not only does this avatar look exactly like her, but even the level of cultivation and shadow power has reached an unprecedented consistency, which is incomparable to the previous physical avatar.

The previously condensed physical shadow clone lasts only half a stick of incense, and can only be used to confuse the enemy or replace the shadow master in death.

But today's is different.

As long as Gong Qingying injects enough shadow power into her body, the shadow avatar will have a certain amount of spiritual consciousness, which can continue the usual joys, sorrows and joys of the shadow master, and replace her to do some things that cannot be taken care of at the same time.

It is equivalent to a living double!

After the physical shadow clone was successfully condensed, Gong Qingying's first thought was that even Yu Jingkong would not be able to recognize it!

Full of confidence, she returned the physical shadow clone to the Sea of ​​Spiritual Source. Goshawk was still practicing, she slightly pursed her lips and exited the meditation state, and opened her clear phoenix eyes to look around.

The originally verdant and lush Juying Hall has turned into a barren desert, and the ten thousand mu of super Juying Grass has been exhausted by her.

At the end of the barren sand, there was a picture of Yu Jingkong walking in wearing a purple feather cup, Gong Qingying's heart became dull, and she stared blankly at his ethereal figure, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He should be okay, right? !
Gong Qingying remembered that he went to find the marriage stone, the journey must have been full of hardships, but even so, it was impossible for him to find the marriage stone.

He will definitely go away when he is happy, and return when he is disappointed!

But that's good, lest she have to find a reason to reject his marriage proposal.

After Gong Qingying cultivated to Yingmei Dao Consummation, the spiritual power in her body was no longer enough to be promoted to the rank of Wu Zong, and the strong shadow power in her body would take time to digest, so she let the physical shadow clone continue to practice in the kung fu room.

She ran out of the nine-fold pagoda incognito. The injuries of Aunt Su and Nian Xinhun haunted her in her dreams, and she could no longer devote herself to cultivating. She had to go and see first.

It was the dead of night outside the house, when the moon was bright and the stars were few.

Gong Qingying took a deep breath of the faint scent of grass in the air. She originally planned to go to the hermit Qing to visit Aunt Su's injury, but a haggard face suddenly appeared in her mind.

She thought about it, and compared with Aunt Su, Nianxinhun was more important, so she went to Ziluan Pavilion.

The main hall of Ziluan Pavilion is brightly lit with candles.

Gong Xuanzi sat wearily on the grand teacher's chair, dozing off with one hand on his chin, his limp head was like a chicken pecking at rice, nodding up and down.

(End of this chapter)