Cultivation starts from being a ghost

Chapter 171
"Hehe, Qin boy, this divine way method is really different. If it is a normal alchemy, after the catastrophe, it should be the time to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth to condense the golden alchemy, but now it is purifying the primordial spirit, probably it is you The so-called achievement of Yangshen, right?"

The Yang God represents that the soul has reached the point where the yin is exhausted and the yang comes out, turning from emptiness to reality. You can walk in the sun without worrying about being summoned by reincarnation. When you reach this state, you are a legendary fairy. Take the path of "casting a golden body and proving the Hunyuan".

"I don't know much about the realm of the Yang God, let's take a look at the current situation of Distraction!"

At this moment, the golden rays of light had slowly dissipated, and a pale golden little man who was only an inch tall flew over. This little man was obviously smaller than the previous distraction, but he was as real as he was, with a serene expression and a clear face. , when Qin Chuan saw this little face clearly, he was stunned for a moment. The villain's face was simply a miniature version of his previous life.

The shape of the primordial spirit cannot be changed at will, and this nerve was shaped by the golden rays of light, and it turned out to be the shape of the previous life, which made him wonder if there was some kind of connection between them.

Situ Wuhui also let out a "huh", and after a moment of contemplation, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Boy Qin, the degree of solidification of your distracted mind is comparable to that of the stage of transformation, but the actual state of the soul is comparable to that of the stage of golden core. It is impossible to change the way of immortality!"

"Why did senior say that?" Qin Chuan frowned.

"The reason is very simple. If you want to cultivate the way of immortality for your distraction, you must first seize the body and rebuild it. However, the sea of ​​consciousness in the Jindan stage or even the middle stage of the Nascent Soul may not be able to withstand such a condensed soul. How likely is it to be a master?"

Qin Chuan was silent. He knew what the existence of the late Nascent Soul was. Affected by the law of the interface, monks in the transformation stage would be subject to some restrictions, so the late Nascent Soul was almost equivalent to the top-level combat power.

In addition, the reason why the late Nascent Soul stage is called a great monk is because they have condensed their souls and mastered the laws of space for the first time. Compared with the previous realm, they have made a qualitative leap. , But there is no one out of ten who have taken this step. To seize such an existence, even a master of the transformation stage can't do it.

"Hehe, don't be obsessed too much. To have such a quasi-Golden Core helper, people will probably be jealous to death. Besides, as you said before, the belief in the immortal gods will last forever, and it is not a bad thing to practice the divine way." Good thing!"

Hearing these words, Qin Chuan suddenly came to his senses like enlightenment. Distraction is just an aid anyway. As long as the main body is successful in cultivation, it doesn't matter what path the distraction takes?At the same time, he also wanted to understand the root of this obsession, that is, this distraction was too similar to his previous life, and he hoped that his other self could also cultivate to perfection.

After being distracted and successfully crossing the catastrophe, the knot in his heart was also untied, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, but there is a saying that extreme joy begets sorrow, and Situ Wuhui's words made his laughter stop abruptly.

"Boy Qin, your big trouble is coming, get ready to run!"

For Situ Wuhui, he trusted Situ Wuhui [-]%. He collected his distraction into the Yin Soul Orb without any hesitation, and then flew away with his sword, but his speed was far from comparable to others. A black spot, but in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of him.

The person in front of him looked to be in his forties, tall and tall, and overall he was quite upright, but his triangular eyes glowing with coldness made people feel that he was not a good match.

"Little guy, was someone going through the tribulation just now?"

"Senior, someone condensed the golden core here, but it failed!"

"Well, it should be a failure, otherwise it's time to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!" The middle-aged man nodded, looked Qin Chuan up and down, and suddenly smiled playfully: "Are you trying to take advantage of others?" Dangerous idea?"

"No, no, this junior is just passing by here, and wants to take the opportunity to observe a thing or two, and accumulate some experience for the future!"

"Hypocrisy! Tell me, which sect do you belong to?"

At this time, Qin Chuan had roughly guessed who the guy in front of him was. At the auction in Heishuifang City last time, he was very impressed by this voice. It was the famous Xu Heyang, the old demon Xu, who secretly cried out in his heart. At the same time, he said in his mouth: "Senior, I am Li Taibai, a disciple of the Haoran Sect. This time, I am going to the Beast God Sect to send invitations!"

"No wonder, it turned out to be the sect of those hypocrites from Hao Ranzong. By the way, which direction did that person go just now?"

"Going northwest!"

"Oh, logically speaking, that guy should be very weak now, so why don't you go after him?"

Qin Chuan said awkwardly: "Senior, that person has a magic weapon for flying!"

"Hmph, I said how can I run so fast, forget it, it's cheaper for him!"

"If the senior has no other orders, the junior will report to the master!"

"Haha, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. My ancestor has been a little tight recently..." Old Mo Xu suddenly noticed a white light rising from Qin Chuan's body, "En...a random teleportation talisman?"

It was too late for him to stop, and he watched the white light disappear into the sky.

"Hmph, it looks like it's still a little fat sheep!" The old devil was not surprised but delighted, and chased in the direction where the white light disappeared.

A hundred miles away, Qin Chuan released the Shadowsock while yelling, "Senior Situ, you are too shameless as a named disciple, a high-ranking monk in the mid-Yuanying stage wants to rob me, a rookie who has just established a foundation! "

"Hehe, if he wasn't so shameless, as a casual cultivator, I'm afraid it would be difficult to reach the current state!"

"It's true, the humblest person is invincible, it's just a pity for my random teleportation talisman!"

"No matter how precious a treasure is, the key is to have your life to enjoy it. It is definitely the wisest choice for you to use that talisman so decisively!"

In fact, Qin Chuan still has two means of escape: one is the earth-escaping talisman, but this talisman is at its limit to escape for twenty or thirty miles, and it cannot escape the range of the spirit consciousness of the middle-stage Nascent Soul monster; This kind of supernatural power of escape is more suitable in places with complicated environments, but here is the Gobi, and the line of sight is very wide. If there is a little flaw, he is basically dead. random teleporter.

The distance of a hundred miles is only a cup of tea for the Yuanying monk's escape. Xu Heyang's consciousness is released, but there is no trace of Qin Chuan.

"Fuck, this kid actually has a magic weapon for flying!" Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.

Out of caution, Qin Chuan sent the Shadow Shuttle to change direction, but his bad luck seemed to have not passed yet, and he encountered a sandstorm on the way. In order to avoid the terrible tornado, he had to take a detour. , He originally planned to rush to the direction of Heishuifang City, but he didn't know how much he had deviated.

All the way to the south, after flying over a big mountain, I found that it was not a black water swamp, but a mortal town.

"Fuck, it won't be so far away, right?" Qin Chuan put away the Shadow Chaser, Yu Jian flew towards the town, it was late at night, and no one noticed him as an unexpected guest.

Since he couldn't identify where he was now, he planned to ask someone about it after dawn before he set off on his way.

I found a relatively remote corner, spread a piece of animal skin, took out some meat and heated it up slightly. On such an autumn night, in such an unfamiliar town, drinking alone under the moon is also a pleasure.

A roast chicken was eaten, and half a jar of wine was drunk, suddenly there was a sound of piercing, and then seven or eight black shadows flew over the small town with a sword, "Tsk tsk, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, tossing about What the hell!" He muttered, he didn't intend to join in the fun, and continued to drink, but after a while, those figures flew back and started fighting above the small town.

"Boy Qin, that girl in purple is in a bad situation. Why don't you come and save the beauty with a hero?"

"Forget it, I don't know her well!" Qin Chuan casually glanced at the fighters, there were two he knew, one was Mo Qingwu, the other was his old enemy Zou Xuede, and the other six didn't know each other. However, it can be roughly judged that Mo Qingwu and the other three were besieged by five opponents, and the situation was not optimistic.

The fight in the air and the loud noises from time to time disturbed the residents of the small town, and many people came out of their houses to watch.

Mo Qingwu tried to break through several times, but his opponent not only had a higher level of cultivation, but also had a lot of experience in fighting skills, so he spent Mo Qingwu's magic power while talking.

"Fairy Mo, my young sect master is in the same family as you, and you are also a man of talent and beauty. If you marry me, it will be beneficial to both of our factions!"

"Damned thief, I'm going to fight you!" After speaking, the fire ruler in his hand suddenly glowed red, and a phantom dragon rushed towards the red-robed youth.

The young man chuckled, the blue flag flickered, layers of water curtains blocked the dragon, and at the same time threw five copper rings, just in time to block Mo Qingwu who was about to retreat, Mo Qingwu knocked one of the copper rings away with the fire ruler, leaving The next four pieces are added immediately, the coordination is quite mysterious, obviously it is a complete set of magic weapons.

Qin Chuan could see that the young man in red was a bit sympathetic, otherwise Mo Qingwu would have been defeated long ago, and the other two would not be so lucky. In addition, his Weak Water Yuangang has excellent defensive power, otherwise he would have died long ago, and his companion relied on hundreds of poisonous bees, but now the poisonous bees are restrained by a magic weapon of a fire gourd, the situation is even more serious critical.

Just when Qin Chuan was hesitating whether to make a move, the air had already changed. The cultivator who was driving the poisonous bee was slashed by a flying sword, and then stabbed in the back by a spear, and fell on the spot.

His death triggered a chain reaction. Zou Xuede was hit by the Cyanwood God Thunder and almost fell off the flying sword. Fortunately, at the critical moment, a few poisonous snakes flew out from his cuffs, helping him gain a moment of breathing.

Mo Qingwu was not so lucky, the red-robed youth suddenly increased his attack power, and the five copper rings all turned into giant rings, hitting continuously, she couldn't dodge, and was knocked off the flying sword.

"Haha, fairy, I'll save you!" The red-robed young man flicked his sword, trying to hug Mo Qingwu by the waist, but the falling Mo Qingwu would rather fall to his death than fall into the opponent's hands. Suddenly a white shadow flew out of his spirit beast bag, the young man was shocked and hurriedly changed direction, when he saw that the white shadow was a fox, it was too late to pick up Mo Qingwu, his eyes showed an expression of extreme regret.

Of course, Mo Qingwu was not willing to be thrown to death, so she secretly used the technique of lightening her body, and at the same time, surrounded her body with a body shield, hoping to save her life. But when she was two or three feet away from the ground, she suddenly felt a huge The palm captured her, and then a somewhat familiar face appeared in front of her eyes.

"Hey, do you think this pose is handsome?" the man said with a smile.

Mo Qingwu woke up from the shock and felt that a big hand was supporting her small waist. Her pretty face blushed for no reason, and she hurriedly stood up straight, "It's...it's you!"

"Well, after I get rid of that little prostitute, I'll talk to you later!"

Zou Xuede's embarrassed Yujian fell from the sky, and nodded at Qin Chuan with a complicated expression. Although the two sides have many grievances, they have a common enemy at this time.

The red-robed young man with the sword hanging in mid-air heard the conversation below, and his eyes immediately turned unfriendly, "Boy below, who are you, dare to spoil the good deeds of this young sect master?"

Qin Chuan chuckled, "I am Haoranzong Yuwenjie!"

Hearing him talking nonsense again, Mo Qingwu muttered "bad guy", the corner of Zou Xuede's mouth twitched and he didn't speak, but the red-robed youth's eyes lit up, "Are you that Yu Wenjie who is known as the little saint?"

"Of course, it is this saint, which onion are you?"

"My young sect master Li Wenyu, you must have heard of it, right?"

"This...have you never heard of it?" Qin Chuan was at a loss.

"Pfft, he is the son of the head teacher of the Blood Slaughter Sect!" Mo Qingwu couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, you mean this is the territory of the Great Chu Kingdom?" Qin Chuan suddenly felt a toothache.

"Well, this is the border between Great Chu and Yuanwu Kingdom!"

"What, has the Great Chu Kingdom fallen?"

"It's not falling, it's Da Chu He's family suddenly turned against the water, otherwise we wouldn't have ended up like this!"

Qin Chuan was shocked by the sudden news, but he didn't stop making small movements, and the young man in red robe who was ignored in the air became impatient, "Yu Wenjie, since we met today, let's have a good fight!"

"It's not good to fight. The saint said: Soldiers are even more dangerous weapons. Why don't we sit down..." Before he could finish speaking, the magic formula had already been played, and the warning sound of "Young Master, be careful" also sounded at the same time.

The red-robed young man instinctively poured mana into the treasure clothes, but his body sank suddenly, almost falling from the flying sword. Almost at the same time, nine blades struck the sky, and he had no time to react.

The warning cultivator reacted the fastest, and blocked two of the blades with a flying sword, but one of them hit the target after all, and the unsteady figure of the red-robed youth fell directly from the air under the blow.

It's complicated to say, everything happened in the blink of an eye, so that most people present didn't realize it. Qin Chuan rushed towards the red-robed youth's landing point with his soul-breaking ax in his hand, intending to give him a fatal blow.

At the moment of crisis, the warning cultivator made another move. Several sword lights blocked Qin Chuan's footsteps, and the red-robed youth took it seriously. The moment he was about to hit the ground, he turned into blood-red The afterimage leaped out tens of feet at once, then stood still and cursed: "Yu Wenjie, you are so despicable!"

(End of this chapter)