In the secret room of Jiushou Peak, Hun Xiaotian slowly opened his eyes and smiled.
After being in seclusion here, I have already made a lot of gains, but Hun Xiaotian is not satisfied and carefully ponders his own Emperor Soul Art.
Nowadays, his soul skills have reached the level of little supreme strength, but there has not been much progress in terms of martial arts.
A cultivator who can reach the earth-level strength can be regarded as a master. There are not many people who can cultivate to this level. They all have their own martial arts.
Earth-level spiritual power is actually a general term. The earth contains many attributes, and most sects will choose one of them to integrate their own spiritual power.
For example, the Shenyu Gate borrows the power of wind, the Spear Gate borrows the power of thunder, the Stone Map and Jade Scroll in Bing Valley borrows the power of earth, Fuyuan Mountain borrows the power of gold, and the Thousand-Year-Old Sword Mountain of Xishu borrows the power of earth.
The blue color of spiritual power is actually borrowed from the power of water. These natural attributes combined with one's own spiritual power cultivation make it easier to be affected by Cui, and the power is naturally stronger.
There are many fusion attributes of the Soul Art to choose from, and Hun Xiaotian can borrow all of the above attributes. However, after careful consideration, Hun Xiaotian chose the most difficult one, which is fire.
Very few strong people from the Lijie Soul Clan would choose to practice with the fusion of fire attributes, because it is too painful to practice with fire attributes. However, if you can practice it to a great extent, it will be more powerful than other attributes.
Hun Xiaotian has always been stubborn. The harder it is, the more he tries. After making up his mind, he surrounds the jumping flame with his soul consciousness bit by bit.
When the soul consciousness came close to the oil lamp, there was a burning pain in my mind. This pain came to the depths of my soul and hurt my heart.
After rubbing his temples, Hun Xiaotian's eyes became fierce. Of course, he would not give up easily. He used his soul consciousness and leaned over again.
After many attempts, a black flame the size of a mung bean appeared in the room.
There is still a trace of the great corona essence left by Lu Ming in his body. Hun Xiaotian has always wanted to use it, but he has been unable to activate it because of his lack of strength.
He opened a booklet and began to study the Great Sun Crown Sutra of the Suanni tribe, hoping to try to integrate it into the Emperor Soul Art.
The idea is good, but it is really difficult to use it. The true essence of the Great Sun Crown Sutra is the most yang thing, while the Emperor Soul Art is the most yin thing. The fusion of the two is very repulsive, but he has never given up, so he started with the smallest one since he was a child.
Simple flames to start trying.
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As soon as the jade feet landed on the stone bridge, Qin Liaozhi felt a slight pain in his heart.
The mist lingered, and Qin Liaozhi frowned slightly.
Stretching out her arms and hovering in the air, her thoughts were like a spring. The sword was left here and they were separated for eight years. Now, the girl and Qiu Yujian have disappeared. She wished that she could turn back time and return to where she was eight years ago.
that night.
The little rich is at peace, and you who came here on a bamboo horse... are the little rich at home in his heart!
After a long time, Lan Yi regained consciousness, stepped on the white mist, and disappeared on the other side of the mountain.
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Hyogoya
Inside Chengde Hall
Ouyang Tian was as old as frost, lying on the bamboo chair and could no longer get up. Ouyang Gu, with white hair on his temples, stood with his hands behind his hands, smiling when he saw her return.
Wearing black gauze and brocade clothes, he gently saluted the two of them.
"It's Zhi'er who's back."
Qin Liaozhi nodded slightly, his eyes lingering on Ouyang Tian for a moment, with a hint of worry on his expression.
"Second Senior Uncle, is your health still well?"
Ever since she made a sword secretly and was punished by using her human soul to enter the sword spirit, she has always been alienated from the four of them. Only now has she come to regret it. She was still too young and ignorant back then. If they hadn't harbored the intention of protecting her,
She was given a gentle sentence because she was afraid that Qin Liaozhi would no longer exist in the world.
Ouyang Tian nodded happily and said, "It doesn't matter. There is only one beloved daughter among his four brothers. Why don't they regard her as the apple of their eye?"
"I understand, I'll stay longer this time when I come back."
Ouyang Gu's voice softened, which made Qin Liao feel a little more loving and kind to his elders. Why bother mentioning all the past rights and wrongs again!
She took out the bag of the Thunder Gun, held it in her hand, and said quietly: "Second Senior Uncle, Fourth Senior Uncle, I know that I came back this time to borrow the Chengde Furnace."
Ouyang Gu closed his eyes and felt the breath in the bag, then opened his eyes after a moment.
"Well, it's a good piece of iron. It should be a gun, right?"
Before Qin Liaozhi could speak, Ouyang Tian also opened his eyes.
"It should be said that it is a broken spear. The breath is strong and the spirit of the spear is gentle. Unfortunately, the forger's technique was not as good as before."
He rubbed his fingers, feeling a little itchy.
Qin Liaozhi felt a little relieved when he saw that he still had such a strong ability to cut off spirits through objects. He was afraid that his life would not be in danger in three to five years.
Qin Liaozhi tore open the cloth bag and said calmly: "Liaozhi was entrusted by Senior Brother Ji of White Horse Hall to cast this thunder spear."
"Thunder Gun?"
Ouyang Gu's eyes shone with light, and he also had a technical expression. Everyone knew that the four elders of Binggu were all blacksmithing idiots, and they would not miss the good materials of genius treasures, let alone the first shot in the world!
"I haven't seen good iron for a long time, and my hands are itchy. Let's do this! Leave the gun-making to me! Your second uncle has been lonely recently, so you can chat with him!"
Two of the four old men in Binggu are dead and one is crippled. In terms of blacksmithing skills, Ouyang Gu is considered the best today. He is naturally relieved to hand over the thunder gun to him.
The latter took the spear and looked at it for a while, then entered some kind of rock realm. After running through the fire technique in his mind, he stood up and entered the back hall.
After the old man and the young man looked at the sunset in silence for a long time, Ouyang Tiancai was the first to speak.
"You were punished back then, but you still blame your uncle?"
"If you don't become a second uncle, you realize that you are young and ignorant."
Her voice was sincere and calm, and she could hear her words from the bottom of her heart.
"Hey! I am the law enforcement elder. The punishment I meted out to you back then was too severe and delayed your recovery. Thanks to that soul boy who helped you replenish your soul, we four old guys didn't have any regrets."
His face was old and haggard, and his voice was a little hoarse. After a while, he said again:
"I was obsessed with forging when I was young. Now that I am old and half dead, I regret that I have let down the good times."
"Don't sing yellow chicken with gray hair, the second junior uncle is still young!"
Ouyang Tian smiled happily and said slowly: "I can't compare to that old guy from Xishu Mountain. When I was young, I was good at Taoism and martial arts. Only when I get older do I realize that having children and grandchildren around my knees is a true blessing. Zhao Huibu's sword... was very good."
The second uncle had really changed. The dignified Fourth Elder of Binggu actually spoke such vulgar words. However, this made her feel closer to him instantly.
"Your fourth uncle and I have agreed on the matter between you and Soul Boy, and no one in Binggu dares to object."
"Second Junior Uncle..." Qin Liaozhi slowly lowered his head.
"If you want any dowry, just tell your fourth uncle. That old guy is in charge of the arsenal and has quite a few treasures in his hands."
Qin Liaozhi gave a slight hum. Compared to the rare treasures, his attitude warmed her heart more.
"Before you come back, your fourth uncle has already sent a letter to Xishu Mountain. Those two little babies really shouldn't be locked up."
His water-like eyelashes shone slightly, and Qin Liaozhi was more surprised than moved. They actually recognized the South China Sea.
"If you have time, go visit your grandfather and Senior Qin! They both miss you very much."
"Yes, Second Senior Uncle."
After Ouyang Tian finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest, as if talking continuously had consumed too much of his energy. Seeing this, Qin Liaozhi bent down and bowed lightly: "I understand, I won't disturb you two."
Master."
"Well, go ahead!"
Qin Liazhi said goodbye to Ouyang Tian and walked slowly towards the deserted secret realm.
"Hey, why is it a combined chess game again?"
Qin Qiuping looked at the anxious and difficult chessboard and felt annoyed.
Ouyang Donglai raised his eyebrows: "If you don't play chess, do you still want to beat me?"
"If I don't win against you, an old thief, I won't be able to sleep or eat well."
Ouyang Donglai blew his beard and said, "Come on, I'll give you another chance."
Qin Qiuping suddenly threw the chess piece and said with a smile: "I will let you go today. My precious granddaughter is coming to see me."
After saying that, he sat up straightly. Ouyang Donglai turned his head and saw Qin Jiaozhi coming. He lowered his voice and said:
"Old man Qin, how about we make a private bet?"
"What kind of bet?"
"I bet on who my precious granddaughter will call first."
Qin Qiuping glared at him and said "childish", then pointed his hand and said, "That's it."
It can be seen that these two extraordinary and holy powers have become bored to the point of boredom.
"What's the stakes?"
"Whoever loses the next round will get half the piece."
"Okay." Qin Qiuping slapped the table and agreed to his bet, so the two old people sat quietly together, waiting for her arrival.
When Qin Liaozhi came to the Xuanyuan Sword, he saw the two elders with expectant faces slowly bending down to salute, but something seemed to dodge her. She paused and then said: "Grandpa, grandpa, Liao Zhi came to see you."
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Ouyang Donglai glared and said, "Old Qin, you are so ridiculous." After saying that, he actually grabbed his beard.
Qin Qiuping naturally refused to show weakness and grabbed his beard and pulled it a few times.
"I'm willing to admit defeat, why are you so worthless?"
"You must have sent the message to the little girl in advance, you are just being ridiculous."
For a moment, the two saint-level souls were fighting fiercely inside the Xuanyuan Sword, and the smoke was everywhere. Due to the seal restrictions in the Xuanyuan Sword, they only used some dirty tricks that were used to sneak in and steal the peach.
It has to be said that Ouyang Donglai is a mature man and guessed correctly. With their chess skills, whoever loses the half piece is bound to lose, so Qin Qiuping took the risk and made this strategy.
Qin Zhizhi looked at the two people in a state of embarrassment and twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't know how to persuade them, so he could only look at the two people with a pursed lips and a smile. He didn't expect that his simple words of address could cause a big fight.
