Chapter 907 Qingling sword song, the mind has been decided
This person came out at the right time, and it looked like he was coughed out by Su Jing.
Shadow monk.
When the monk came out, he saw that Su Jing was coughing and uncomfortable. He was not in a hurry to explain why he came out, but with a compassionate smile, he reached out and touched Su Jing's shoulder three inches lightly... This is a rescue method passed down by the predecessors of Motian Ancient Temple.
Skills.
Human beings have unlimited potential, and the body contains profound mysteries. There is a hidden acupuncture point three inches below the shoulder. It is not visible when the body is in the body, but after cultivating into the realm of Yuanshen, this acupoint will quietly open up. It has a great influence on luck.
Xing Yuan, practicing Qi refining is not very helpful, but it has the miraculous effect of stabilizing the spirit and stabilizing the Yuan.
A gentle Zen force is injected into it, which can help Su Jing quickly relieve pain and relieve cough.
The monk was confused before and forgot about it. After receiving enlightenment from the "Excellent Monk" in the eleventh world, his mind gradually returned to clarity and he remembered this secret recipe for healing.
Today in the Xiu family, even the old demons and celebrities who have already been promoted to the Yuanshen body don't know that they still have such a magical acupoint.
No one knows, except for one person... Elder Feng. Elder Feng is respectfully called 'Medical Immortal' by the outside world. This title is not for nothing. He has studied the human body intensively and has wonderful medical insights. In the past three hundred years,
During his intensive cultivation, his most proud achievement was the discovery of the point 'Three inches below the shoulder, where the soul opens its body'.
When Elder Feng was treating Su Jing's injuries, he did a lot of work on this pair of acupuncture points, inserting needles and sealing medicine, pouring Xuancao and injecting Qingmu essence to suppress Su Jing's internal injuries. Now the monk pointed his finger at it, and his Zen master
The force collided with the acupuncture medicine spirit sealed by Elder Feng at this point, and they collided fiercely.
A mouthful of blood spurted all over the monk's face. Su Jing rolled his eyes and fainted.
The compassionate smile on the monk's face suddenly stiffened.
There was chaos in the headmaster's quiet room immediately. The three corpses jumped and scolded the monk, "Bald donkey, you poked blindly, where did you poke?" He Yuchenhe hurriedly protected Su Jing, and then hurriedly sent him to Lingshui Peak. He was studying medicine at home.
Elder Feng, who had learned about it, saw that his junior uncle was sent for treatment again. The old man felt that his head was getting bigger...
Fortunately, the monk's force was gentle, and Elder Feng's acupuncture-sealing medicinal spirit was also magical, which quickly calmed down the restlessness. Soon, Su Jing was rescued and woke up. He opened his eyes with great effort, searched among the crowd around him, and found the shadow monk, Tangtang
The young master's uncle actually said with some grievance in his tone: "What are you doing?"
The monk laughed twice and was too embarrassed to poke Su Jing's fault with his finger: "That's right, I want to go back to Motian Temple to take a look recently. I may even walk around and come out to say goodbye to you in person."
During the battle in Tiandu, the monk said that the same method showed that his nature was reborn with wisdom. He returned to China for more than half a year to recuperate from his injuries. Now the old wounds are healed. It is time to travel to regain old memories. This is the monk's opinion.
Practice is his answer.
Su Jing understood what was going on after thinking about it for a moment, and said with joy on his face: "Congratulations, master."
The monk smiled and continued: "I am the soul of your king's robe, and the connection with it cannot be changed. If something happens to you while I am away, I will know if you send a thought into the king's robe, unless it happens that I have no fixed state of mind."
Zhiguan, otherwise we will come right away."
The wisdom of indeterminate silence is a level that the shadow monk must pass if he wants to fully recover, so he says hello in advance.
Su Dingding nodded and started talking. He choked and started coughing.
This time the monk did not dare to touch his shoulder again, he put his palms together and gave a deep salute, nodded and said hello to the three corpses, He Yu, Shen He and others, then turned and walked out.
"Master... Goodbye..." Behind the monk, Su Jinglian's strenuous voice came from behind, coughing and wheezing.
"Ahem. It's already like this, so don't be so particular." The monk smiled and shook his head and left.
When Su Jingke was safe, He Yu was about to leave. Before leaving, Su Jing called out: "I have something to ask of my senior brother."
He Yu nodded: "You say."
Su Jing stood up and walked side by side with his senior brother to an open space outside the courtyard. Then as his mind changed, a large group of people appeared:
The eleventh world of the underworld, the old tribe of King Mute;
Lying on the cold jade bed and sleeping soundly are the Eleven Plutos and the many Sword Princesses who came out of the Mute Palace to take care of Wang Jia;
In the eleventh world, the little corpse fairy was severely injured by a large formation and only half-breathed. She was unconscious and was taken care of by Su Jing's group of corpse demons;
The remnants of Wicked Man Mo, Damaged Monk, and Shen Yuan Lang also showed up and were fighting to the death in the Netherworld of Yujie. These three elites all suffered heavy casualties. Both Wicked Man Mo and Shen Yuan Lang only had 800 fierce ghosts and three troops left. The most ferocious of the evil monks also suffered the final casualties, with only the last eighty-three people left.
Seventeen more Garudas were also released.
When it comes to the identity and origins of Su Jing's soldiers, there are many legends, immortals and saints. Take a closer look at the appearance of the soldiers, horses and soldiers... there are a lot of old, weak, sick and disabled!
He Yu was puzzled, and Su Jing said: "These people want to ask senior brother to take them to the Netherworld." He then explained carefully: The old tribe of King Mingmu, according to tradition, are all descendants of Lord Yama. Now they recognize their ancestors and return to the clan, and they help the Fourteenth King. Su Jing always wants to find a future for them. I want to ask Mr. You to make arrangements to see if any of these people are suitable for the Yin and Yang Division. It would be great to be an officer of the Yin Division, and there are some who are not suitable. , so he was transferred to Furong Pagoda to serve. Anyway, the sacred tower was just built, so there were many vacancies.
As for the Blind Eye King, first of all, the netherworld of Middle Earth is the root of many Hades, and the Department of Yin and Yang has the ultimate underworld point where Yin body fierce ghosts can recuperate and practice, which is perfect for Brother Er Ming's recovery from his injuries; on the other hand, Su Jing Luck has been really good recently, and it would be terrible if Brother Er Ming gets prosperous along with him;
The same goes for the Little Corpse Fairy Langlang Fairy. She didn't have a close relationship with Su Jing, but she was a good person and was considered half a friend. She would help if she could.
As for Garuda and the three elite soldiers of King Aguma...the battle is over and they all have merit. It's time for them to enjoy themselves and have fun for a while. Not counting the large amount of incense given to them, they can go to the Furong Pagoda to live happily for a while.
This is not a big deal, especially the Eyeless King, who has the same roots as the Onmyoji Division, and his status is as high as the first-class judge. It is the Yin Division's responsibility to help him heal his injuries and keep him healthy. He Yu nodded happily, and the rest of the group paid it forward. Ghost robe, but with an additional respect for the Blind Eye King, the senior brother used his second-grade Wusha to specially fill up Brother Er Ming, Zi Mo Tong Tong and other swordsmen, and returned to the Netherworld.
After seeing He Yu off, Shen He said to Su Jing: "During the recent period, this disciple plans to retreat, and I would like to ask my uncle to take charge of it..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Jing hurriedly shook his head and refused, and said with a wry smile: "Now my luck...can't the leader see it? It's not only bad for me, but it will also hurt others." Beside the two of them, Elder Feng He couldn't help but nod his head, what the junior uncle said was absolutely true, and he understood it deeply.
It is not appropriate to let such a person with great fortune and prosperity take charge of the affairs of the house. Shen He pondered for a moment and then stopped insisting: "In this case...when I am in retreat, I will ask the three elders Yu, Fan and Gong to take charge of the house. Door affairs, what do you think, Uncle Master?"
"It couldn't be better." Among the three famous people from the mountain, Elder Yu is tactful, Elder Fan is mature and prudent, and Elder Gong is selfless. Whether they work together or take turns, the three of them are good candidates for acting as the head. Then Su Jing smiled and said to Shen He : "Congratulations to the leader."
Looking at the realm, Shen He had already broken through the 'Yuanyouzi'. He discovered the 'Yuanyouzi' before Ren Duo, but at that time, due to the conspiracy of 'brothers don't get along, Ren Duo becomes a demon', Shen He never revealed his avatar and deliberately hid his realm. , to create the impression among cultivators all over the world that "the elder's cultivation is far better than that of the master, so he feels unhappy"; calculating the time, Shen He is only less than five hundred years away from the three thousand years limit of his Yuan Shen realm, it is time I went into seclusion to break the last obstacle to Feixian.
This is what Su Jing congratulated. Regardless of whether he can become a flying immortal or go to the last realm of retreat, he is worthy of congratulations.
But Chen He shook his head: "Uncle Master, I misunderstood. This retreat is for the purpose of practicing Qing Ling Sword Song."
Qing Ling Sword Song, also known as Qing Ling Sword Xiao, is a unique sword skill passed down by the great ancestor.
It was passed down from the Great Ancestor, but Liu Xuanyi himself failed to refine this sword before Fei Xian.
The cold blade comes out of the box, the clouds are clear and the water is clear, the long sword sings the sky and the sea hits the festival... No one has mastered the sword technique in Lishan Mountain, Shen He wants to climb this dangerous peak.
A great disaster is approaching in the Middle Earth, so he refuses to stay in the camp for a long time. In his remaining years, he only seeks a sharp sword technique to protect Lishan. He is the leader of Lishan.
All luck was lost, but wisdom remained. Su Jing immediately understood Shen He's intentions and advised: "Master, you should know that everything is not peaceful in heaven. The Third Patriarch is still shouting grievances. One more disciple from Lishan will go up. It has more energy and strength."
There are nine sons from Mount Li and six flying immortals. The third ancestor is not a lonely immortal. He has fallen. Where are the other five immortal ancestors from Mount Li? It is unknown, but it is foreseeable that the situation of the other five masters is not good, otherwise How could the Third Patriarch fall?
We also need help from people above.
Su Jing had made a calculation. As far as he knew, those who went up on his side were Ren Duo, Qi Hongding, Chen Xiaosheng, Lin Qingpan, and the master's wife could also be counted. With her relationship with the Eight Ancestors, she met them on the top. The other masters will never sit idly by when something happens. Each of these five people has their own merits, but is this power enough? One more person will definitely have more benefits, especially someone like Shen He who has the ability, wisdom and scheming. People don't hesitate to support.
"Uncle Master said that I have also thought deeply about it... But our ancestors entrusted Lishan to me. If I abandon the world and become an immortal when disaster strikes, what do you think the immortal ancestors will say about me?" Chen He shook his head: "Li Shan, I can't unload it."
Su Jing tried to make the topic more relaxed and laughed: "That's not what you said. The universe is vast and time is ruthless. Even if there is a disaster, who knows when it will happen? As the saying goes, one day in the sky, one thousand years in the world, maybe you and I will spend our entire lives... When even fish fry and fairies have attained immortality, the disaster has not yet come? The leader does not need to take this matter too seriously."
Shen He cultivated supernatural powers instead of cultivating immortality. More than five hundred years later, when the time came, the black giant spirit was still missing. Isn’t it unfair?
The headmaster smiled: "Now that I'm here, even if the disciples go to comprehend the Daxiaoyaowen, how can they be sure that they will become immortals? If they can't attain the immortal way, and they haven't practiced their skills, what if they catch up with the Black Giant Spirit and kill them in their lifetime? Don't regret me. Secondly... Lishan disciples seek immortality and righteousness. If you are an immortal, righteousness is difficult to choose... Immortality is not an illegal life."
Li Shanxian, righteousness and precepts training. Shen He has made up his mind.