The little mother phoenix carried Chen Yanjun, flying in a random spiral in the sky, constantly colliding with the sword energy formation.
Chen Yanjun was riding the little female phoenix, feeling a little uneasy inside.
The five-color phoenix's Dantian is not only balanced, but also sensitive and easy to move, and its spiritual consciousness is extremely sensitive to evil spirits.
Coupled with the support of sixth-grade cultivation, its sensitivity exceeds Chen Yanjun's spiritual consciousness.
Now, just after channeling the spirit of the little mother phoenix, Chen Yanjun discovered for the first time that something was wrong with Qiu Zhuo's channeling holy body...
Judging from the sea of consciousness, spiritual pressure and even breath, it seems that her psychic body is not a natural endowment, but an acquired one.
It was similar to the feeling when he used the Five Elements Mountain Spirit to suppress it and swallowed the poison.
Wu Color Phoenix couldn't see the specific situation clearly, so he felt it was abnormal and dangerous.
Could this be the reason why the five-color phoenix attacked Qiuzao just now?
Chen Yanjun remained calm.
He flew for a while on the little female phoenix, which was equivalent to driving for the first time, so he was inevitably excited.
When the five-colored phoenix was exhausted from the collision of the sword energy, he put it into the beast-controlling bead, then put the elixir into it, and served him well with food and drink.
After settling the little mother phoenix, Chen Yanjun came down from the sky and stood in front of Qiu Zhuo, looking very cool.
"How good is your father's beast control?"
Qiu Zhuo had a pretty face, a little shocked and a little dissatisfied.
She was whispering in her heart that she had just taught Chen Yanjun how to control beasts the night before yesterday, and now he had subdued the five-color phoenix that even she, a beast-controlling genius, had not subdued...
Even if her talent for controlling spirits is higher than hers, even her talent for controlling beasts seems to be higher than hers. Can a person really be reborn to such an extent?
At the moment, Qiu Zhuo's face was a little uneasy, and faced Chen Yanjun's show off, she had a cold expression on her face.
"The five elements are all endowed with low spirits, but they happen to be able to control the five-color phoenix. It's just an advantage. Don't forget who taught you how to control the beast!"
Chen Yanjun touched her dog's head, which always exuded a cool and fairy aura.
"The key to my ability to conquer the five-color phoenix may not be that the five elements are equally endowed, but that your psychic holy body is somewhat special and incomplete, otherwise I would have conquered it long ago."
Qiu Zhuo didn't care. She had never heard of the Holy Spirit Channeling Body before, let alone practiced it.
"My aunt also told me about the psychic holy body. If it was incomplete, she would have said it earlier. How did you know about it?"
Is this also related to Murong Ye?
Chen Yanjun became more and more suspicious.
"I am a doctor."
"Then what do you think is wrong with me?"
"Don't move."
Qiu Zhuo really didn't move, she folded her arms on her chest and let Chen Yanjun do what she wanted.
Chen Yanjun understood that Qiu Zhuo knew nothing about his abnormal physique.
He stretched out a finger and touched Qiu Zhuo's eyebrows like a dragonfly touching water.
Draw a drop of blood essence and put it into a silver needle tube to preserve it.
Qiuzao touched the center of her eyebrows, but there was no blood stain at all.
"How about it?"
Chen Yanjun did not do research immediately to avoid scaring his daughter if the results were not good.
"Don't worry, I need to study it carefully."
Qiu Zhuo frowned and muttered.
"It's so nagging..."
Chen Yanjun quickly helped her away.
"It's getting late. Let's go back to Nanxianfang. I don't worry about your mother being alone at home."
Qiu Zhuo nodded. He couldn't find his aunt right now, so there was no point in staying here.
"Well, I'll come with my mother tomorrow morning."
As soon as Qiu Zhuo left, Chen Yanjun's expression changed and he immediately went to the newly built small hospital on the fourth floor.
This place experienced a new version of Gu Blight that self-destructed. After the self-destruction, it was burned to ashes and there was a lot of dust in the house.
After Chen Yanjun cleaned up, he took out the poison box given to him by Sicheng, the Yin man.
What are raised in the worm box are some specially bred microgreen caterpillars, which are smaller than a grain of rice and have almost translucent bodies, but have extremely strong metabolic capabilities.
It is almost invulnerable to all poisons. It can only react to soul poisons, and its body will turn black.
There is currently only one type of soul poison: Gu poison.
After confirming that all the caterpillars in the insect box were alive, Chen Yanjun took out the silver needle and slowly dripped Qiuzao's soul blood into the insect box.
Soon, the caterpillar turned black!
But not dead.
Turning black means that the caterpillar has been poisoned, or that it has been poisoned and there are residues in the blood.
But the caterpillar did not die, which means that its toxicity was gone and it was fused.
"strangeness……"
Chen Yanjun carefully recalled the day of the Cold Food Festival.
Could it be said that Qiu Zhuo was also poisoned that day? For example, the poison's claws tore Qiu Zhuo's shoulder...
It stands to reason that voodoo poison can only be transmitted by blood transmission, and voodoo poison cannot be transmitted only through one-sided bleeding in Qiuzao.
Chen Yanjun was puzzled and had to do a comparative experiment.
He changed the insect box and tried it with his own soul blood.
This time, the caterpillar also changed color.
But it didn't turn black, but the cyan turned white.
If you look carefully, it's not completely white, but a colorful mix of white.
This is a reaction caused by being poisoned by the soul, but the poison has been completely suppressed.
At this point, Chen Yanjun is 100% sure——
Qiuzao was once poisoned!
But is it because of the immunity effect of the psychic holy body to poison?
Or is it because he was poisoned and suppressed with special herbs before he could have a psychic holy body?
Both of these situations are possible... Chen Yanjun couldn't judge for the moment.
At the moment, he didn't study it in detail.
Just keep an eye on this matter.
This matter is over.
Apart from this matter, Chen Yanjun was still very excited tonight.
After all, I gained a sixth-grade mount!
If properly cultivated, the little mother phoenix will have a sixth-level combat capability, and can be used as a mount or guard for its master.
Even if Li Chan intends to use Wu Color Phoenix to supervise him, Wu Color Phoenix has no resistance to him. Now he has concluded a blood contract and is completely subdued by him. The relationship between master and servant cannot be changed. If you have been in love for a long time, who will care about you Li Chan in the future?
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late at night.
Chen Yanjun was sitting cross-legged by the lake.
The lake water was suppressed by the formation without any ripples, just like Chen Yanjun's heart.
The brilliant stars fall in Taiye Lake, like shining sand.
Chen Yanjun continued to practice the soul method.
He has finished cultivating the basic soul skills, and only the most difficult forbidden technique is left in front of him——
"Eighteen Levels of Prison Soul Restriction"
What spell needs to be stolen?
Chen Yanjun read through it and probably understood it.
The traditional methods of suppressing prison souls are similar to the blue sky and white sun, and the fear of the power of heaven.
The eighteen-level prison-suppressing soul restraint is called a forbidden technique because it uses a combination of yin and yang and a black-and-white rotation to suppress the prison.
The white among them is the traditional soul-soothing, blue sky and white sun, the French Open and so on...
And black is an extremely evil soul, a kind of forbidden soul that is more evil than the devil.
Of course, ordinary people don't have such great evil, and they mainly rely on semi-demonic mimicry.
The most basic requirement is: to perfectly simulate the five elements of spiritual power, mix it into white, and invert white into black.
——Another skill that perfectly suits Chen Yanjun!
He does not need to simulate, he is born with balanced spiritual power of the five elements.
But Chen Yanjun also has a problem.
His five elements are so balanced!
The so-called turning white into black is equivalent to turning the Five Elements Mountain over.
The more balanced the Five Elements spiritual pressure is, the more stable the Five Elements Mountain will be, and the more difficult it will be to turn white into black.
What's more, Chen Yanjun's spiritual pressure is low...
It has almost become an impossible task.
Chen Yanjun tried it by the lake for a long time, but couldn't make any progress in his spiritual skills.
"It is indeed a forbidden technique."
Chen Yanjun had no choice but to take risks.
He still remembered that every time he made a key advancement, he relied on the illusion of demonic energy to overcome the bottleneck.
At this moment, he calmed down his Qi, moved around the heavens, first entered concentration and forgot himself, and then entered the illusion of demonic energy!
In the illusion, a huge black shadow covers the sky and the sun, shrouding Chang'an...
Chen Yanjun quickly sacrificed the Five Elements Mountain.
But this time, he was not trying to suppress the dark shadow in the sky.
Instead, he wanted to use the Five Elements Mountain to resonate with the black shadow and draw out the poison suppressed by the Five Elements Mountain in his body.
These poisonous poisons have been crushed and merged with the memories in the remnant soul of the original owner.
Chen Yanjun's move is equivalent to borrowing the power of the poison to simulate the effect of the abyss.
Soon, smoke was coming out of his head, he was sweating profusely, and his expression became distorted.
But overall it's controllable, and the facial features haven't collapsed.
This time, I finally saw the results of my practice.
The long-lost translucent subtitles appeared in front of me.
[Soul Skill +1...]
[Soul Skill +1...]
At the same time, inside the beast-controlling bead, the five-color phoenix, which was connected by blood to Chen Yanjun, frantically collided with the bead wall.
Song Quwu, who was studying on the second floor, also noticed a strange smell and quickly ran to the lake to take a look.
Chen Zhenqing is possessed!
To be precise, I am being possessed by the devil, but not completely.
Song Quwu did not dare to awaken Chen Yanjun easily, fearing that he would accidentally help him become a demon, and also fearing that Chen Yanjun would become a fool after being awakened.
She quickly took out a sword with a hook!
This is the soul seducing sword, a weapon specially designed to deal with cultivators who have gone crazy.
This hook is divided into two parts, a small hook at the tip of the sword, and a large hook one foot behind.
The small hook is used to seduce souls and can extract people's memories and habit patterns from the skull and crest.
The big hook is used for hooking bones, and can hook away the head and vertebrae...
Usually, after a cultivator becomes possessed by a demon, he uses a soul seducing sword to remove the soul and crest gu, and then injects the retrieved memories into the possessed person's Dantian, and then rebuilds the physical body.
In fact, this is one of the ways physical therapy goes too far.
Many people ask a demon mediator to guard them when they pass through.
It's just that most people don't have a soul-catching sword as exquisitely designed as Song Quwu!
Chen Yanjun was practicing vigorously in the demonic illusion. He built the prison tower layer by layer and successfully added points.
According to this progress, the soul skill may reach its full level in another hour!
However, this method puts a lot of pressure on the soul, and his condition doesn't look good.
He himself didn't think it was anything.
After all, it is like this when you cleanse your marrow, and it is also like this when you pass the test. This little trouble is nothing.
But how could Song Quwu know this...
Watching the smoke coming from Chen Yanjun's head, the color changed from red to white, then darker and darker.
He was sweating profusely, his face was twisted, and his Dantian was filled with turbulent energy.
At the moment, Song Quwu is holding the soul-drawing sword tightly, and is ready to kill his relatives out of righteousness!
This method only recreates Chen Yanjun. Maybe his soul is not exactly the same, but his memory is correct and his physique is the same, so it has little impact.
at this time!
The situation over the island in the center of the lake suddenly changed.
The spiritual pressure keeps rising and the air pressure keeps falling.
The sword energy turned into an inward spiral.
In the blink of an eye, the sword formations inside the palace-protecting formation suddenly turned into sword energy and flew into Chen Yanjun's body.
In the demonic fantasy world, Chen Yanjun's prison tower has just been built to the tenth floor...
Suddenly he was poured into the vast sword energy, instantly pulling him to the eighteenth floor!
Not only his soul, but also his Dantian was filled with the sudden sword energy.
There is still a faint smell of alcohol in the sword aura...
Chen Yanjun spurted out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and suddenly opened his eyes.
Two lines of translucent subtitles appeared before my eyes.
The full-level soul skill made his eyebrows look vaguely more majestic.
It is within Chen Yanjun's plan to increase the number of soul skills to reach the pinnacle.
But reaching the eighth level in one fell swoop was far beyond Chen Yanjun’s expectations!
Opening his eyes, he immediately saw Senior Sister Song’s voice and smile, and asked curiously:
"Can sword energy also assist in passing levels?"
Song Quwu thought for a while and said:
"Lord Bumasa's sword energy is used to exorcise demons. It can help you break through the level. It means that you are not completely possessed by the devil... It is likely that you have merged with the devil's blood and you can take the opportunity to break into the eighth level."
This was the first time that Chen Yanjun heard the statement that formations were helpful in breaking through barriers, and he didn't believe it.
But the sea of Qi in Dantian was almost occupied by my sister-in-law's sword Qi.
Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, this was the second time that my sister-in-law had put something inside him.
That’s outrageous!
"Is this common?"
Song Quwu shook his head.
"Of course it's not a common thing, but you are a person chosen by the Ministry of Justice, so it's normal."
Chen Yanjun raised his head and looked at the bright night sky, but there was no trace of sword energy remaining.
He suddenly had an idea and asked curiously:
"Now that Murong Ye's sword formation is gone, am I free?"
The first thing Chen Yanjun thought of was, wouldn't it be wonderful to go back to Nanxianfang to see his wife, and stay and fly together!
Being poured into the Dantian by sword energy and passively rushing into the eighth level is equivalent to the sister-in-law pushing the buttocks to help him and his wife cultivate together.
She really... Chen Yanjun cried to death.
Song Quwu only said:
"With the sword formation gone, and Master Si Zheng's Forbidden Island Formation, you are no longer as free as before."
Chen Yanjun said very low-key:
"Then we can only wait until Murong comes back."
Song Quwu drooped his eyelids and turned to leave, but was stopped by Chen Yanjun again.
"What do you use this hook for?"
Song Quwu said without changing his expression:
"It has hooked eyelids, cantilevered head, and tapered buttocks. They are all used to help you stay up late studying."
Saying this, Song Quwu put away his soul-drawing sword, turned around, left the lake, and went back to the second floor to study.
Hook eyelid... As expected of you!
Chen Yanjun admires Senior Sister Song very much.
Seeing that it was almost dawn, Chen Yanjun also jumped to the fourth floor and was resting on the couch for a while...
When I woke up, the sun was shining brightly.
Chen Yanjun suddenly felt a little suffocated.
Open your eyes and look through the window.
The Yinhu Palace, or to be precise, the forbidden foot formation outside the Yinhu Palace, was entangled and squeezed by a dragon.
Chen Yanjun walked out of the door quickly.
Only then did I realize that this was not a dragon, but a huge cyan dragon-shaped shadow, exuding a third-level pressure, which seemed to be stronger than Lord Sizheng's foot confinement formation!
On the lake outside the foot confinement formation, a middle-aged man wearing prison uniform stood with his feet an inch apart, standing in the lake water with his hands behind his back, staring at Chen Yanjun from a distance.
"Are you a fellow rebel?"
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I spent a long time playing with my children during the National Day, and today I have just one chapter.