sweep the heavens

Chapter 174
The pitch-black true energy condensed into a drop of ink-colored mysterious water, which penetrated into the Nascent Soul of this Shushan monk through the densely packed talismans.

A drop of true energy contained infinite mysteries, and the Taixuan Tianyao seized the soul and quickly dissipated it, and the dim but bright Nascent Soul was dyed a jet black color.

Nascent Soul, who was already badly injured, was almost powerless to resist Chu Ping's demon technique, so he just sat down and resisted, and was blasted through the entrance immediately.

Countless pieces of information came pouring in.

Sword Qi Soaring Art?Chu Ping meditated for a few minutes, sorted it out, and put it aside for now.

Too much induction?This is the method of refining qi, as expected, Shushan has its own unique way of cultivating qi, but unfortunately this guy doesn't know the whole picture, it's just the first few layers of heart formula, it's not worth wasting time on it.

This person also knows some scattered spells, but unfortunately except for the Taishang Induction Chapter and Sword Qi Lingkong Jue, most of them have no merits.There is no way to turn the three cleans into one breath, but there is an equally good method, which is a method for monks in Shushan to cultivate their bodies and incarnations, and the sword heart to channel spirits, so as to cultivate the sword of natal life into a second soul.

Almost every sect has the method of cultivating the second soul, but it's like an ordinary dish, and every restaurant makes it differently.Shushan focuses on the sword, and cultivates the second soul with the sword, and there is no one better than him.

After successfully arresting the soul, Chu Ping didn't stay here too long, and returned to his home in Tianhai City, slowly thinking about the beauty of this.

Sure enough, he discovered something very remarkable!
Using the flying sword to condense the second soul, although one's own strength has greatly increased, but the real function seems to be still in the foundation of Qi refining in Shushan.

Too much induction!
Although this heart formula for refining qi is mysterious, it seems that it is not enough to support Shushan's transcendent status in the practice world. Even Wuxiang Temple's heart formula is not inferior to it.But between the lines in the chapter, it repeatedly involves the cultivation of the mind and touches the meaning of the dark, just like the ancients offering sacrifices and praying for inexplicable and unknown gods.

It's a pity that this person's Taishang Induction chapter only reached the level of distraction, and he still can't do it now if he wants to know the real mystery.

However, even with the real complete chapter in front of him, Chu Ping doubted what he would discover.After all, he is just a little monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Apart from these, Chu Ping also felt a little scratching his head.

In addition to absorbing the essence of a few demon cultivators during this trip, it seems that none of the gains from this Shushan disciple can be applied.

"It seems that I still have to rely on myself!"

Chu Ping threw the porcelain vase that sealed Shushan monk Yuanying into the sea and drifted with the tide. As for whether the other party survived, Chu Ping didn't care.

Self-made, or survive or die.

At least, he didn't kill the other party.Even if the other party was rescued in the end, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't see his appearance anyway.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

The office was exceptionally quiet, and the staff of Huiyuan Company were extremely curious about this office that never dealt with outsiders, especially after having a beautiful secretary, the office door was closed, and they gave full play to their imagination, I want to know what kind of activities the young deputy minister and the beautiful and enchanting female secretary are doing inside.

The seduction of the sexy female secretary's uniform, or the blatant obscenity of the lustful deputy minister?
The curiosity of countless people was aroused, and suddenly, people came and went in Chu Ping's office, slowing down and listening attentively.

And the whispers in private are full of righteous moral crusade and indignation, and even the gay men who show obscene smiles from time to time try to think about what methods they should use to train the beautiful and attractive female secretary if they are in that position , Often after understanding, there is a bad laugh of like-minded people.

Outside, they were thinking privately, but in the office, the two lived in harmony with each other without disturbing anything.

Hu Mei was immersed in the mysteries of the yin and yang illusions, if not for Chu Ping's request, this job might have been lost long ago.Chu Ping was washing the flying sword over and over again, and it was better than nothing.

There are many famous swords in Shushan. Ling Xuzi has the Ice Soul Divine Light Sword, Xiao Qianyu has the Invisible Sword, Gu Tan's Qixiu Sword, Xiao Ran's Ziqing Twin Swords, Nanming Lihuo Sword, Mandarin Duck Sword, etc. Thunderbolt sword and so on. As for the flying sword in Chu Ping's hand, it is really an ordinary flying sword, and it should be a common commodity in Shushan.

If so, Shushan monks pay attention to flying swords, and they have been tempered a lot. They have integrated many elixir and fine gold, carved talisman formations, and absorbed the spirit of the sun and the moon. In the hands of monks in the Yuanying realm, this is already a good spirit device.

After about two hours, Hu Mei finally opened her eyes and closed her pretty eyes slightly, looking at the trembling streamer sword in Chu Ping's hand, with curiosity in her eyes.

"What a strange person."

Hu Mei thought so.

With Feijian here, one can imagine the result of yesterday's battle.The advantage is that Chu Ping got it, took advantage of the fire to rob, and reaped the fisherman's profit.Being so merciless towards disciples from such a famous sect as Shangshu Mountain confirmed Chu Ping's identity as a demon.

But it seems to be good to myself, so what is that for?
Beauty?

Hu Mei doesn't think so, if she really thinks so, she would be too naive.

Seemingly aware of Hu Mei's gaze, Chu Ping raised his head and said with a smile, "Why, you are shocked by my invincible posture and want to promise yourself?"

"Bah!" Hu Meitan scolded softly, and Chu Ping's unpredictable and profound image abruptly retreated to the slippery and sneaky position.

"The demons are everywhere in the world, don't you worry at all?" Seeing that Chu Ping didn't mention yesterday's incident at all, Hu Mei couldn't help being curious.

Chu Ping threw the flying sword, and it turned into a stream of light flying around him, and said with a smile, "I'm just a little monk, so I don't care about the use of this kind of thing, anyway, I can't control it."

"The war between the monsters, be careful to involve you in it, and you will not even have a bone left!" For some reason, seeing Chu Ping's indifferent expression seemed to be teasing herself, she became angry and couldn't help it. It is necessary to crack down on denigration.

"That's why you, the goblin, will suffer first, what am I afraid of!"

It's not bad to have a beautiful vixen by your side to joke around with.

Hu Mei was so angry that she gritted her silver teeth, and said bitterly, "If I can't beat you, I would have turned against you long ago!"

Chu Ping laughed loudly, "I only dare to turn against you because I know you can't beat me!"

Hu Mei stood up angrily, walked to the French window, turned her back to Chu Ping, and motioned to ignore him.

Chu Ping smiled, looking at Hu Mei's slender figure, and couldn't help swallowing.

"I heard that there is a method of joy in Buddhist practice, which can turn desires into endless mana power. It is called Tantra Vajra, the King of Gundali. From this point of view, that is the best practice method..."

Chu Ping suppressed this evil fire very unwillingly, but he felt that there was a ferocious beast hiding in his dantian, and he would break through the restraints at some point and come out, acting recklessly.

Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard!
Suppressing this impulse is like a smoker who has successfully controlled the idea of ​​smoking, a sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously, and the xinxing seems to grow again.

"Buddha practiced closed-mouthed meditation, and raised his sword intent with his hands tied. Today, I nourish my mind with beauty, which is quite unique!"

In ancient times, there was a divine bird that did not sing or fly for three years. Once it flew, it could soar into the sky, and once it sang, it could be astonishing.Practitioners also imitate this way. In the sword box, no matter how critical it is, how much they want to draw the sword, but endure the sword without the sheath, it is to nourish the mind.

Accumulate slowly, make a blockbuster, that's what I'm talking about.

The sword intent has been accumulated for a long time, and the destructive power that erupts when the sword is released is far beyond ordinary, breaking the world!
Chu Ping used Hu Mei to train his mind, and if he really practiced it in his daily life, he restrained himself and nourished his mind, and he had his own time to reach the sky.

ps: Thanks for the reward of "The sunset is beautiful"!Is this the setting sun group to read the novel?
(End of this chapter)