Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 84 Blood Suppression 【Two in One】

A sword light flashed, and the entire Qingyao Mountain returned to silence.

The formation under the old locust tree slowly extinguished.

It was the early warning array arranged by Lu Chen after the evil cultivator attacked Qingyao Mountain at night. The purpose was to use it for emergency situations when he was not in the mountain gate, and Lao Huai could use it to call for help. The day will come in handy.

Lu Chen looked back at the entire Qingyun Temple, in the eyes of the sky, there was an orange-yellow atmosphere over Qingyun Temple.

In the past few days, the incense has been flourishing, and the divine power and incense accumulated in the temple have become more and more intense.

Perhaps it is possible to set up a few mountain protection formations with the help of incense and Taoist majesty, so as to prevent him from having any difficult crises to deal with when he cannot escape.

Now there are Laohuai and Huanggou in the temple.

Laohuai's cultivation is still shallow, ordinary mountain beasts and ordinary spirits are acceptable, and he has no way to escape when he encounters a strong enemy.

As for the yellow dog, it doesn't even have the cultivation base now, it only has the spiritual wisdom that transcends ordinary things, and it has no ability to defend against the enemy at all.

"Well……"

The low barking of the yellow dog interrupted Lu Chen's meditation.

The young Taoist looked down, and the yellow dog straightened the dying red fox on its back, with a somewhat unbearable expression.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed the yellow dog's head, and smiled faintly: "It's okay, I just fainted due to a skin trauma."

"It's a pretty good spirit."

The young Taoist smiled faintly, and took the red fox with his slender fingertips filled with faint spiritual power, but as soon as he took it, Lu Chen's expression suddenly changed.

He re-examined the red fox in his hand, which was no bigger than a few circles of palm, with a serious expression on his face.

The yellow dog crouched at Lu Chen's feet, looking at the Taoist priest for no reason.

"jingle……"

The soul-detaining bell around Lu Chen's waist was automatically lifted from the Taoist's waist without wind, and hung in the air by itself.

With a crisp sound, a somewhat weak figure in red stepped out of the copper bell.

It was Qinghan, the woman in red with the blood of the prehistoric.

Goodbye to Lu Chen, Qing Han's eyes were a little inexplicable, she was still wise during this period, so she naturally knew that Lu Chen had nourished her spirit and soul, and seeing you now, the prehistoric blood that has lived for tens of thousands of years felt quite emotional.

Having been in the same body as Ping Yuan for ten thousand years, Qing Han couldn't die if she wanted to.

After finally finding a chance to die with that evil obstacle, but by chance, he survived.

Life and death in this world are due to fate.

How, can you not be emotional?
Qing Han, who revealed his weakness, saluted Lu Chen lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Qing Han thanked the Celestial Master."

Lu Chen shook his head slowly: "Poverty Tao just can't bear to suffer disasters with good intentions."

Both of them smiled knowingly, and this smile was either sad or free and easy.

"It took only a few days to recover to such a level." Looking at the woman's weak remnant soul, Lu Chen couldn't help but sighed, "The blood of the wild is really terrifying."

Although the method of nourishing the soul was obtained by Lu Chen in the Taoist Tianzang, it is absolutely extraordinary, but in the past few days, it has been contaminated by a lot of Taoist incense.

But this recovery speed is absolutely terrifying.

"You forced your way out because of it?" Lu Chen raised the unconscious red fox in his hands.

Qinghan's eyes were surprised, but he adjusted in an instant. With Lu Chen's methods, it is normal to be able to detect something is wrong.

The woman in red nodded slowly: "The Celestial Master also noticed something was wrong?"

The young Taoist nodded slightly: "The evil spirit on this little guy is a bit unusual."

"Pindao can sense that the evil spirit is wrong, but he can't tell what is special about it. He can only feel that the breath is long-lasting, vicissitudes, and low."

Lu Chen raised his head slowly, looking at the woman in red with some doubts in his eyes.

Qinghan Liu frowned slightly, and said softly: "Suppression."

"Suppression?" Lu Chen frowned slightly, and asked, "Blood suppression?"

Qinghan nodded, his eyes were a little serious: "This kind of feeling can only be felt in that place."

Lu Chen was shocked: "Where?"

"Kunlun." Speaking of this, Qinghan's eyes were a little gloomy: "When I was young, I went to Kunlun with my father, but we have low blood and cannot enter."

"Kunlun..."

Lu Chen's eyes flickered, Qing Han possessed the blood of the wilderness, and could suppress the blood of the wilderness, it could only be a higher-level spirit beast or a strange beast.

Given the current state of Blue Star's recovery of spiritual power, such existences are unlikely to occur at all.

"but……"

Qing Han's words broke Lu Chen's contemplation, and the red-clothed woman gently stroked the red fox's hair with her fingertips like green onions: "However, the suppression brought by this breath is not strong."

"It's very different from the kind of strong crushing that I encountered back then that could be brought from the bottom of my heart."

After finishing speaking, Qinghan's eyes changed slightly.

"Ok?"

Lu Chen groaned, his eyes somewhat puzzled.

Qinghan raised his head slowly, turned to look at the night sky, seemed to be a bit resistant to mentioning the events of the past, but still sighed softly: "The suppression back then was extremely tyrannical, no matter whether it was obedience or disobedience, it will completely crush you , until he was smashed to pieces, for no reason and no reason."

"And it's different."

The star-like eyes of the woman in red kept flickering: "It's very peaceful."

"Even a little ignorant."

Lu Chen nodded silently. He is not a monster, so he cannot experience the many feelings that Qinghan said.

But now, the traces of the red fox's breath left in the air have become blurred, and it is impossible to rely on the Qi Watching technique to track it down.

If he wanted to find out the clues, he could only wait for the red fox to wake up, and then think of a way.

The spiritual power of the young Taoist priest's palm was like a drop of water, slowly seeping into the red fox's body, and the spiritual power was like a silk thread, stretching the red fox's injury bit by bit.

With spiritual power entering his body, the tense face of the red fox gradually eased, and he fell asleep.

Under the moonlight.

The Taoist and the woman looked at each other, and asked lightly, "Are you tired?"

The woman in red with a slightly gloomy face nodded lightly. Her spirit was already weak, but now she was overwhelmed by the use of spiritual power.

But Lu Chen could see that, compared to the weakness of the soul and body, that past event hurt Qing Han more psychologically.

Seeing the woman in red stepping into the soul arresting bell, the young Taoist reached out and sent the sleeping red fox to the yellow dog's back, sighing slightly.

Just like that day on the top of Chiyang Mountain, Ping Yuan's last murderous words.

Half god and half demon, no matter how she promotes good and punishes evil, she is an outlier in the two races.

Lu Chen pinched the seal with his hands, and his spiritual power cleansed the entire Qingyao Mountain from the top of the mountain, sweeping away all the evil spirits in the mountains and the evil spirits left by the ghosts who paid for their lives.

Under the bleak night, the young Taoist figure disappeared into the Taoist temple.

The thick green mountain gate quietly closed, and the whole night returned to the tranquility of the past.

……

In the quiet room, Lu Chen sat cross-legged, his dantian, which had been boiling all night, slowly returned to calm.

After one night, Lu Chen made repeated attacks, smashing the master with a flick of the sword, beheading the demon monk with one sword, and the body wasted a lot.

If it weren't for the maintenance of the Dragon and Tiger Golden Elixir and Taiqing's inaction, Lu Chenzhenxuan's early cultivation would have been unable to support the remaining [-]% of the Dragon and Tiger Golden Elixir's medicinal power, and almost [-]% had been consumed.

In just a few days, the refining of the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill and the cultivation of the Sutra of Inaction, this speed of practice several times higher than usual, has already made the spiritual power in Lu Chen's dantian break through the bottleneck.

Although it was spent overnight, it was quite beneficial to Lu Chen.

The most difficult thing about cultivation lies in the breakthrough.

Cultivation is definitely not a ladder that you can go straight to the sky as long as you work hard, it also depends on your foundation and talent.

Otherwise, high-level warriors would not be so rare.

No matter how hard you try, you can't cross the strict threshold of cultivation.

Therefore, no matter how much spiritual power is in the body, as long as it accumulates over time and tirelessly, it can reach the threshold of the current state.

But how to break through the threshold and enter the next level smoothly is the most important thing.

In order to break through the shackles of the realm, chance and talent are indispensable.

Supporting war with war is definitely a more important part of breaking through the realm.

The experience gained from life and death is far more than that on paper.

Now that Lu Chen's physique is not what it used to be, even if he swallowed all the remaining [-]% dragon and tiger golden elixir, he will be safe and sound, at least he can jump into the cave or even the Tianyuan realm.

But this speed of progress is not a good thing for cultivation.

If you act superficially, you will only suffer from it in the future.

For Lu Chen, every step now is extremely important.

The Grandmaster Three Realms can be regarded as a watershed-like natural moat.

Warriors who can't pass this threshold can only stop.

However, chance and aptitude are all superior fighters, and if they are lucky enough to pass the threshold, they can still distinguish between the third, sixth and ninth grades.

In terms of tonight's equation, even though he stepped into the realm of a great master at a young age, his foundation is vain, which is no less than counterproductive, and it is difficult to make progress in the future.

On the other hand, Nan Huaiqin, although he is over sixty years old, has a solid foundation and can fight even against the early days of Tianyuan.

The same is the great master, this is the gap.

The acupoint environment, named Dayi, draws out the spiritual power in the dantian, opens up acupoints in the body, stores and grows spiritual power in the acupoints.

There are 36 important orifices in the human body, 72 major acupoints and [-] acupoints.

How many acupuncture points can be opened can almost cope with the height that can be reached in the future.

But for warriors, the fewer openings there are, the easier it is to break through.

Ordinary little masters can't continue after opening the nine orifices. As long as the nine orifices in the body are cultivated to perfection, they will have the opportunity to enter the cave state.

The more enlightened, the more difficult it is to break through, but the comparison of combat power is almost doubled.

A grand master who entered the cave after opening up 36 orifices can completely crush several ordinary grand masters with nine orifices, and still has the strength to spare.

If all [-] places can be opened up, the combat power can be completely comparable to Tianyuan realm, and there are very few people who can achieve such a realm.

In terms of Chen Qilin's aptitude, he could have long been inferior to a small master of the Acupoint Realm or a Grand Master of the Dongfu Realm, but now his cultivation base is stagnant in the early days of Zhenxuan, and he has been practicing everywhere in order to widen the gap in the Acupoint Realm.

Lu Chen calmed down, his eyes were slightly closed, and fluorescence gradually appeared around his body.

A vortex in the shape of a Taiji diagram was faintly collected in the Taiqing Inaction Sutra in his body. The yin and yang vortex continued to enlarge behind Lu Chen, sucking all the spiritual power from all directions into the vortex, and continuously flowing into the young Taoist priest's body.

The dragon and tiger golden elixir in Lu Chen's dantian was also trembling constantly, separating traces of spiritual energy and pouring them into the air sea.

The divine power of the Celestial Master's seal, the remaining divine power of Yu Shuizhi, and the incense and fire in Qingyun Temple were all drawn by Lu Chen's air machine at the same time, continuously thickening Lu Chen's tumbling sea of ​​energy.

In the quiet room, Lu Chen's whole body shone brightly.

……

The night is dim, and the east is faint.

At three o'clock in the morning, the sky in early summer was already bright.

The sleepiness in this huge city is getting lighter.

Everything was as usual, and no one knew what happened on the riverside last night.

Border Township Hospital.

Lying on the hospital bed, Meng An ticked his fingers slightly, and slowly opened his eyes, looking at everything around him in a daze.

The instrument that was supposed to record the patient's vital signs in real time seemed to have stopped, as if the man hadn't been woken up at all.

Ever since he returned from the secret place in the western suburbs, Meng An has been taken over by the special operations team to investigate the issue of the paper figurine.

But Meng An's injuries were unclear and he remained unconscious, so he was confined to a military hospital.

Meng An's bewildered eyes gradually recovered, and he frowned slightly as he looked at the strange things around him.

"You finally woke up."

A deep man's voice suddenly sounded in the ward.

"Who?!"

Meng An jerked back to his senses, looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound, and saw a man in black sitting under the surveillance camera. The man in black had a scar across his face, and his air was so cold that people dare not look straight at.

The staff patrolling outside the room did not find any abnormalities in the room.

"Shh."

Chu Sen put his index finger between his lips: "If you want to live, be honest."

Meng An only felt a sudden burst of spiritual power imprisoning his neck in an instant, and he was so overwhelmed that it seemed that his neck would be crushed by the spiritual power in the next moment.

Meng An resisted the panic in his heart, and said with difficulty: "Who is your Excellency?"

"I ask, you answer."

Chu Sen watched the strong and calm young man slowly raise his head, his eyes were so low that it made people palpitate: "You only have three chances to say something."

As soon as the words fell, Meng An only felt that the spiritual power confining his neck was a little heavier, and an involuntary dizziness came from his mind, and Meng An nodded with difficulty.

The chilling man asked coldly, "Do you want to live?"

Because he couldn't breathe, Meng An's face turned livid, and he nodded with difficulty.

Chu Sen, the murderous man, stood up suddenly, stepped in front of Meng An, his eyes flickered fiercely: "Do you know Puli?"

Meng An looked at the murderous man who was close at hand, feeling the pressure, his heart almost stopped beating.

Looking at the faintly visible text on the wall of the ward and the murderous man in front of him who controls his life.

Meng An's heart suddenly surged up like ashes, and he forcibly held back the panic before dying, as if betting everything, staring at the chilling man without retreating, he gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

The four eyes met for a few seconds.

When Meng An couldn't bear the suffocation and was about to pass out, Chu Sen, the murderous man, suddenly laughed.

Smiled extremely disdainfully.

……

Nurse desk.

"Ding……!"

The drowsy nurse on duty suddenly opened her eyes when she heard the beep, and woke up instantly when she saw the flashing indicator light.

The young nurse who quickly entered the state pressed the intercom in front of her and said anxiously: "Patrol staff, attention, there is something wrong with the seventh bed!"

-

The Yushui City Special Operations Group was still brightly lit.

Ever since the team was withdrawn from the bamboo house by the river, this office building has never stopped.

Large meeting room.

The Yin-Yang banner was placed in the middle, and many technicians were sorting out the incomplete memory fragments in the Yin-Yang banner.

Nan Huaiqin and Li Yan sat at the front, constantly discussing the next plan.

Ling Lin'er nodded while covering the communicator next to her ear, and said in a low voice beside the sixtieth old man, "Teacher, Meng An has a situation."

(End of this chapter)