My mathematics is dead. The last chapter was chapter 499. I don’t know where my brain made a mistake. The previous chapter actually counted to chapter 450. I couldn’t change the chapter name, so I had to count back from this chapter. So
The order of the last three chapters is: 499, 450, 501, which is very jumping.
The three chapter numbers will remain in the table of contents forever, which are monuments on my path to mathematics.
Holding fists: My brother is a graduate of a polytechnic, majoring in computer science!——
Su Jing ignored Hun Ren and asked Yan Wuwang with an excited face: "Can incense nourish the soul? I have never heard of it before. It not only nourishes, it can refine incense!" The feelings of Xiao Jinwu were continuously transmitted to Su Jing, clearly.
Very good. It does not need the owner's command, it is refining incense to strengthen itself by instinct.
Yan Wuwang looked confused: "I haven't heard of it either."
Su Jing has been practicing for five hundred years, and he is in a top sect like Lishan. Not to mention Yan Wuwang's knowledge, neither of them has ever heard that incense is of great benefit to the cultivation of the soul.
The two people's thoughts were changing quickly, and they soon felt relieved, for two reasons:
First, the Little Golden Crow is special. If that were the case, there would be nothing to figure out about the current situation, and it would be impossible to figure it out;
Or maybe incense is a great tonic for the Yuan Shen, but even cultivators don’t know it. It’s not difficult to understand. People can’t feel incense in the world, so how can they control the incense and provide it to the Yuan Shen? What’s more, cultivators pay attention to "entering the mountains"
', Throughout the ages, there has never been a 'true king of blessing' like Su Jing.
For a long time, Su Jing was unable to use the Golden Crow Zhengfa to refine this Yuan Shen due to the limitations of his realm. Su Jing would usually nourish it with Yang Fire and use visualization and stalemate. Unfortunately, the effect was so small that it was almost negligible. It has been several centuries since the Golden Crow was formed.
, it is not much stronger than when it was first born.
Now I accidentally discovered that it can be 'cultivated' in the incense. What else is this but a blessing in disguise? Su Jing's spirit was greatly boosted, and the little golden crow was placed on his shoulder. After taking Yan Wuwu back to the black prison, he once again followed the method of 'heaven and earth'.
The power is no longer shackles, the true energy flows back and forth, and the cultivation of the seventh realm truly begins.
The practice of this level does not require retreat. The true energy is circulating in the body. Su Jing can still walk and move. Official matters such as judging wandering souls and reincarnation will not be delayed. Seven or eight days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the day to pay.
Kong Fangqiong came on time, everything went as usual, and the formalities were quickly completed.
I don’t know if it was intentional or not. After the official business was over, Kong Fangqiong clicked his tongue and said with a smile: "King Slippery really has a lot of money. He has bought all the wandering souls in Mr. Su's company at a high price. No wonder he has grown rapidly and brought everyone around him."
The four ghost kings have all surrendered. The younger one also heard that even the pack of wolves suffered a defeat at the hands of the Slippery King."
Su Jing responded casually: "Brother Kong Fang is really well-informed."
Kong Fangqiong laughed and changed the subject: "I heard, I heard that you are interested in redressing the injustice of human souls and investigating the unjust cases of human souls being killed in vain?"
Su Jing was noncommittal and asked: "What's wrong? Is it a taboo?"
Kong Fangqiong waved his hands repeatedly, with a smile on his face: "Look at what the adults said, how can it be taboo to ask about a few unjust cases? Besides, even if you really accidentally did something you shouldn't have done, it won't be your turn.
Is it okay for you to ask me about it?" Amid laughter, he changed the subject: "The reason why I asked you so boldly is because I want to serve you and share your worries!"
Su Jing also smiled and said very cordially: "Oh? Please tell me carefully."
"You already know that we, surnamed Kong Fang, have a total of three hundred and sixty-five brothers. We work non-stop on weekdays, traveling to various offices. We are almost like the judges in this underworld. We brothers are all very familiar with each other. Do you want to collect the unjust cases of human souls?
, I only need to give an order, and I will immediately ask my brothers to ask all the judges."
Akame next to Su Jing immediately asked: "How do you calculate the price?"
Kong Fangqiong half-bowed and smiled broadly: "It's our honor to serve you, Kong Fangqiong. How can we dare to negotiate the price? The younger brother will never ask for money. But in this matter, I am just threading the needle. The real hard work is still
The judges and yamen brothers of each Yin and Yang Department may still need to pay for their share. I think that at the price you gave Master Duan Wangwang, there should be no problem."
Su Jing smiled and nodded: "Yes, I understand, let me think about it."
"Yes, yes, sir, call me when you have made up your mind. I will be at my service at any time." Kong Fangqiong bowed deeply again and resigned.
Su Jing did not discuss the matter with his companions and returned to the back hall to continue his practice.
In the netherworld, the wind is cold and cold.
The tall man with a beard didn't even wear a robe. From head to toe, he only wore a pair of fat black trousers with leggings, and a treasure bag slung around his waist.
With no robe on his upper body and no boots on his feet, the big man just stood in the cold wind with his chest raised and belly folded, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. His face was solemn and his eyes were cold. The shirtless man looked around and saw nothing but endlessness.
Whether he is majestic or not, he knows in his heart that if he just wears a pair of trousers in the cold weather, he will never do such stupid things.
Wearing only one pair of pants, because he only has one pair of pants.
He is a person with a Yang body. When the Yang body enters the underworld, wherever he passes, large and small objects, evil spirits and evil spirits all swarm towards him! On the eleventh day after arriving in the underworld, he breaks out and fights for eleven days. Among them, he also encounters
Two elite Yin soldiers, four or five truly ferocious ghosts, and a pack of evil wolves.
The robe and shoes were all torn during the fight.
Today's luck seemed to be good, there were no evil spirits nearby, and he came to an open area.
The bearded man only knew that he was in the underworld, but he didn't know where exactly he was. After hesitating for a moment, his mind was empty and he didn't know where to go. He reached out and patted the bag on his waist and took out a tattered shoe.
The waistband of the boot was torn, the upper was shattered, and the upper was completely missing. A few strips of cloth were holding on to the sole of the shoe, making it impossible to wear it anymore, but the big man deliberately kept it.
It's not that the shoes are precious, but they are kept because they are useful. The big man throws away his shoes again to determine the direction of travel.
The road is under your feet, and so are your shoes. When you don't know where to go, you ask about your shoes. This is the habit of the migrating people from the East.
With a clatter, the shoe fell to the ground, pointing east.
The big man with a beard squinted his eyes and looked towards the east. Then his expression suddenly changed: in his sight, a small boat was speeding from the east, rushing towards him.
It was an ordinary fishing boat with a pennant on the boat shed and a chicken standing under three large locust trees.
Not long after he first arrived in the Netherworld, the Qiu-bearded Han had not heard of the reputation of the 'Sinking Boat Soldier', but there was no need to 'hear' about it. The protective spiritual sense came up to him from afar, and he couldn't understand more clearly that the evil spirit was rising.
With so much rage, only a truly ferocious soldier could have the power to destroy all things. What rushed over was a small boat. Even if the sea capsized, it would be nothing more than that!
The big man looked fierce, but his thoughts moved very quickly. As soon as he saw the boat, he suddenly realized: No wonder there were no other ghosts nearby. They knew in advance that the boat-sinking soldiers were coming and fled early.
At the same time that Qiu Xuhan discovered the boat, Shen Zhoubing also noticed him. General Chu Sanhuan was slightly stunned: "Another Yang-born person?"
"It's a man with a male body again!" Soon, Chu Sanhuan repeated it again, the same six words, with a completely different tone. Surprise and doubts were no longer replaced by deep hatred and faint excitement. Shen Zhoubing had just spoken in a
The masculine boy had suffered a great loss, and due to the unknown revenge of the king, the general felt very unwilling. Unexpectedly, he now met another masculine man.
Shen Zhou's soldiers withdrew from the Fucheng battlefield and were on their way back to King Zhu's camp.
The suffocation he suffered at Su Jing's place all fell on the head of the bearded man who was also a yang body, not to mention that he was blocking Shen Zhoubing's marching path and was already dead. Chu Sanhuan laughed strangely: "Children
, break this person into ten thousand pieces with me, take away his soul and make wine to drink!"
The heroes responded, and the boat suddenly picked up speed and pounced on the bearded man with great strength.
The bearded man said nothing and stepped back seven steps in a row with his feet on the seven stars.
People move away, but people are still there.
The Qiu-bearded man retreated, but at the same time, another "Qiu-bearded man" remained at the place where he was standing before. He took seven steps back, and there were seven more Qiu-bearded men, all of whom were concentrating on preparing to resist the sinking soldiers!
At the same time as he retreated, the Han Dynasty continued to use his methods to fight the enemy, taking out harps, mirrors, rings, swords, puppets, landscape scrolls, blood-colored scrolls and other strange treasures.
The fierce fighting for days had consumed him a lot. He knew his own affairs. He could not defeat or escape the small boat. The only thing he could do was to fight. The boat-sinking soldiers were unstoppable, and the "seven clones" summoned by the Qiu-bearded Han were activated.
Many of the treasures were unable to stop it even half a step. Amidst the roaring sound of spells, the 'clone' shattered, the magic weapon fell, and the boat rushed straight in front of the Qiu-bearded Han!
The next moment, the boat suddenly disappeared.
If the thin-clothed general Cui Tianji comes back to life, or if the smiling little devil Slippery King is present, you will feel that the situation before you seems familiar: when Su Jing faced the sinking soldiers, the boat disappeared without any warning.
However, at that time, there was a crack in the ground in front of Su Jing that was as small as a hair and almost invisible. Now the ground under the Qiu Xuhan's feet is flat and smooth, and there is no crack. The crack is still there, but it is not on the ground, but in the sky.
As thin as hair, with white cracks.
Chu Sanhuan and Shen Zhoubing's feelings had changed somewhat. Just when they were about to kill the masculine man, they suddenly felt their bodies sinking and the light in their eyes soared.
The extremes of things are the opposite, and the light reaches its peak, killing the eyes, making people unable to see the scene around them, and there is only endless bright white in the eyes.
Chu Sanhuan was slightly startled and immediately issued an order: "The enemy has a strange magic weapon. Stop and defend yourself and be careful of enemy attacks!"
The general himself may have forgotten that when Xuan Kong was captured, he also gave the same order to the army. The army stopped. In the blink of an eye, everyone felt that the sky was flying under their feet, and they were unable to perform any flying and cloud-driving skills.
I can only fall downward without reaching the bottom, and keep falling endlessly.
Chu Sanhuan's mouth was full of bitterness, and he suddenly felt at ease: he was hit by a trick ten months ago, and he was hit hard ten months later, but he couldn't figure out how it was possible for every person with a Yang body to know such a mysterious spell.
make?
The ghosts in the underworld certainly don’t know that the ‘Xuankong’ spell prepared by Motiansha for disciples who want to return to secular life comes from ‘Wa’.
The white jade tiles and Xuankong crystal of the Motian Temple are the same thing, but the latter has been tempered by a layer of magic, changing its shape and quality, and adding a 'hundred-year period'.
The man with the beard raised his hand, and the crack in the sky disappeared. A piece of crystal white tile fell into his big hand. The man smiled at the tile and said: "If you dare to be an enemy, I will blind your dog eyes!"
He is a majestic man with a beard all over his face, and his soft daughter's voice is particularly beautiful.
After collecting the tiles, picking up the magic weapon, and not forgetting to put back the worn shoes he needed to find his way back into his bag, the big man with only a pair of trousers held his head high and headed toward the east. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, novels are better. Update faster!)