Chuxue looked at this scene with some dumbfounded eyes. Zong Shou and this mutated slime beast surprised her too much today. There were so many that her little head could barely contain them.
Looking at Xiao Jin's current situation, he looks like a spiritual weapon, a talisman, more than a protective spiritual beast.
The corners of Zong Shou's lips raised slightly, and with a slight flick of his finger, a black talisman knife appeared between his fingers.
Not just within the blade, cloud patterns flashed. There is more breeze all around. The aura of this Talisman Saber becomes more and more dangerous and unpredictable.
He put away the talisman knife again and took out the pine pattern wind sword. Immediately, a layer of silvery white spread from his palm to the sword body, until it completely covered the sword.
Zong Shou smiled slightly, his eyes showing joy.
Whether it is the power of devouring or the power of purity, they are Xiaojin's original magical powers.
Changing all things is the ability that Xiao Jin awakens after advancing to the second level.
The little gold at this moment can not only make the pine pattern wind sword stronger. The spiritual connections in his body are like a natural talisman formation, allowing Zong Shou to make perfect use of the wind-controlling power of the Wind Spirit Blue Pearl.
If the situation is critical, it can also be used to replace the original Wind Containing Ball and serve as the spiritual core of the Wind Wall Array.
However, this ability is still not strong at this moment, and can only be used as assistance at most. After reaching the fourth level, its ever-changing ability will initially appear.
The slightest movement of his mind, Xiao Jin knew what he was thinking. The silvery white covering his arms immediately shrank and re-hidden into his sleeves.
At this moment, Zong Shou only felt a stench reaching his nose. Looking down, he saw that all his clothes were already soaked. Especially in the chest and abdomen, a layer of black mud-like substance oozed out, and the fishy smell was overwhelming.
Zong Shou frowned slightly at first, then laughed again and glanced at Chuxue with evil intentions.
Counting the time, it's time to take a medicinal bath. It just so happened that he was so tired at this moment that he couldn't even move a finger.
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For several days in a row, Zong Shou stopped using the Yuan-swallowing technique. Every day he is unstoppable and practices the Taixi Lingquan. At least forty-eight times, just a lot more. There is also the art of guidance, which is also within thirty times. Even the practice of swordsmanship has been reduced.
In addition to building a solid foundation, he also used this set of boxing techniques to control the surge of true energy in his body step by step.
Occasionally, when I enter samadhi, I just try my best to consolidate the three chakras of fetal breath marrow, and occasionally open one or two extraordinary points outside the meridians to store my true power. The number of extra-meridian points that can be used throughout the body reaches twenty, most of which belong to the water and wind systems.
And around midnight in the evening, the moonlight will be collected using the technique of illuminating the soul with a sky mirror. Non-stop, burning his soul.
The number of bronze mirrors has increased to sixteen, and the mirror surface has been polished smoother by Zong Shou. The heat of the gathered sun essence fire also increased three times!
"What spiritual masters call soul-watching is to peer into one's own soul and thoughts, or to visualize, and to grasp the changes in one's own soul consciousness at all times. It is the same as the previous concentration, and it is not just the spiritual master's initial practice. Even if you reach the realm of true practice, , is also a homework that must be done every day. It has some similarities with our warriors’ self-awareness—"
Maybe it's because he was too deeply immersed in martial arts in his previous life. Even though Zong Shou can now be regarded as a spiritual master in the soul-watching realm, and a person who cultivates both spiritual and martial arts, his mentality has not changed yet. He still regards himself as a martial artist.
In his previous life in the game, he had already crossed the threshold of the Immortal Martial Realm. In reality, with mediocre qualifications, he forced himself into the throne of heaven in that era of spiritual extinction.
Since all laws come from the same source, even if Zong Shou has always followed the path of a warrior, it is still very beneficial to the cultivation of soul power.
In just a few days, the process of 'gazing at the soul' has been quite advanced. In addition to the accumulation of soul power, there are still shortcomings. I have roughly grasped the structure of my soul.
Really speaking, the spiritual master's cultivation can be regarded as entering the mid-to-late stage of soul-watching realm.
The practice of a spiritual master is like this, and it also pays more attention to understanding and qualifications. As long as each step is fully understood and achieved, the realm can be improved in one fell swoop and reach the sky in one step.
Zong Shou remembered that in the era of the God-Emperor, spiritual masters were the fastest in cultivation. It only took one year to advance from a newcomer to the Dingshen realm to the Huanyang realm.
It is not a martial arts training, it requires accumulation step by step and gradual progress.
In comparison, his current cultivation speed can only be regarded as ordinary. The only thing that makes him feel a little proud is that in the past few days, under the help of the Heavenly Mirror Soul Illumination Technique and the Twelve Heaven Talisman, his soul has returned to purity.
The fluctuation in soul power caused by forcibly enlarging the soul sea seems to be calming down.
"If we can remain so pure, we might be able to skip the night tour of the fifth realm of spiritual masters. We can directly enter the sixth realm of Huanyang—"
With this thought in his mind, Zong Shou stopped meditating. When I opened my eyes, the first ray of sunlight was shining through the window.
Although his body with dual channels makes him physically weak. Even if his cultivation has reached the level of a martial artist, he has not improved much.
Only the spirit is abundant. Meditating for three hours that night was more effective than sleeping, and my fatigue was gone.
But as soon as he woke up, a strong feeling of hunger suddenly hit him. There was even a "gurgling" sound coming from his belly.
Zong Shou couldn't help but smile, his fetal breath was solidified, and the direct effect of opening the marrow chakra was to greatly increase his appetite.
The daily food intake has tripled. This also means that his physique is strengthening and improving, and the energy required has also greatly increased. Therefore, not only does it not have to worry about it, but it is something to be happy about.
"I have been running in this black mud swamp for seven consecutive days, and it is time to stop for a while. Remember, the most delicious thing here is the black mud swamp here. Legend has it that this crocodile not only has the most delicious meat but also the most delicious meat. , it is of great benefit to warriors in refining their bones, marrow, and skin. Later, Uncle Yin can be arrested nearby—"
With his thoughts at this point, Zong Shou frowned again. Then he sighed slightly, the feeling of danger before had not increased or diminished in the past few days. But it's like a gangrene attached to the bone, which can't be shaken off.
Recently, he began to wonder whether this sense of crisis was his own illusion.
Suddenly, the car body shook unnoticeably, and then slowed down slightly. Zong Shou raised his eyebrows slightly, then sneered again.
After waiting for so long, it’s finally here—
In a flash, he was already out of the carriage. When they arrived at the front of the cloud-turning carriage, they saw Yin Yang and Su Chuxue, both frowning and looking to the right.
Zong Shou followed the line of sight of the two men and took a closer look. He saw a pack of wolves swarming in front of them about a thousand feet away.
At the front, there were five cloud-stepping horses, running towards the direction of the cloud-turning chariot. There were four men and one woman sitting on it. The men were all dressed as warriors, but at this moment they all looked panicked.
As for that woman, Zong Shou just looked at her and felt a little startled. That appearance is like a hibiscus emerging from the water, with pink makeup and jade, and a peerless beauty.
Even when she was running for her life, she still had a seductive charm and made people feel extremely pitiful. The eyes that looked over were full of lust and a bit of pleading. It makes people want to give up their own lives, but they also want to help her.
Zong Shou was stunned for only a moment, then he woke up and shook his head slightly: "Don't worry about them, speed around them!"
Xueer's expression was startled and she could not bear it, but in the end she still focused on Zong Shou's safety and said nothing.
However, Yin Yang had a serious look on his face and waved his riding whip again, making a sharp sound of the whip tip breaking through the air above the eighteen cloud riding horses. Make this cloud-turning car suddenly speed up!
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