I'll shut up for six days. I'll talk tomorrow. Chapter 165: True Talisman. Mysterious Soul Palace
"Walk!"
The heavy water talisman exploded silently, and I felt suffocated instantly!
A drop of heavy black water exploded spontaneously, and with a popping sound, the heavy pressure filled the sky, roaring and flying. The popping sound was endless for a while. It was like raindrops dripping down.
In just the blink of an eye, an entire piece of land was crushed to the ground. All the trees, flowers and grass were reduced to powder, leaving only a bare and empty patch of land.
Zuo Wuzhou suddenly broke into a cold sweat and was shocked: "How can these heavy water drops have such power?"
But based on the breath released in the previous moment, if he was in it, he would be injured. Compared with the heavy water talisman he had originally, this one was obviously several times more powerful.
There was a hint of fear in Ji Xiaomo's eyes: "This is a real talisman, and it cannot be compared to an illegal talisman. Because of this talisman, only the strong ones from the "True Soul Heaven" can truly unleash its power."
"In this way, if everyone has a few of them, wouldn't it be difficult to kill them!" Zuo Wuzhou's heart moved, and he suddenly became shocked! Obviously, Fulong released this true talisman to stop them from chasing them. In fact,
, also succeeded.
"No!" Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo glanced at each other, and their expressions changed: "It's her and him!"
They fought each other several times in the blink of an eye, and the fight was crackling!
Xiao Qingchen was confused: "Didn't this woman save us? Why did they start fighting again!"
"Who knows, who knows what he thinks!" Yasha had no choice.
In terms of strength, Zuo Wuzhou is not inferior to Ji Xiaomo. He compares a few moves. You can see that Yasha and Xiao Qingchen are covered in white hair and sweat. It is extremely dangerous for the two of them to fight in such close quarters, and they can easily lead to death.
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Compared with the previous battle in the cave, Ji Xiaomo's melee combat was obviously much stronger. Therefore, Zuo Wuzhou was lacking in soul power at the moment, but Ji Xiaomo was not as good at melee combat, and the battle was evenly matched. Each of them flew away, glaring angrily.
Zuo Wuzhou raised his arms and swung his arms. There was a sword mark on the crook of his arm. If he hadn't reacted so well, he would have done it.
That purple thin sword was about to pierce through the crook of his arm and destroy his arm. He calmed down, collected his thoughts, and was slightly surprised: "Her melee combat ability is much stronger than last time, which is unexpected. She
As a Martial Lord, if you are not proud, arrogant or vain, you still remember the saying that when three people are together, there must be one who is my master. It is really rare."
Ji Xiaomo took a cold breath, the blood on his neck was thick, and a spot of blood appeared on his temples. It was really horrifying, and he secretly hated himself: "This guy's close combat skills are the best I know. But I have been practicing for so long.
, is still far from his opponent.”
"Hey, his aura is wrong." Ji Xiaomo noticed it at this moment, and his face was moved. He suddenly became awe-inspiring: "When did he break through and become Wujun!"
It's not that she has no information, it's that she has been waiting for the target to appear these days. She also wants to concentrate on practicing the "Wu Xiang Seal", so she has been outside the city and occasionally goes into the city to inquire. Two days after the battle on Jiuya, she naturally still doesn't know
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Ji Xiaomo's heart was filled with thoughts: "Twenty-three-year-old Hunwu Lord! When will his cultivation come to an end?"
Zuo Wuzhou concentrated his attention. His eyes were cold: "Why did you help me, twice in a row? I'm not afraid that I will kill you!"
Last time, due to Zuo Wuwan's presence, neither of them made any move. This time, there was no such thing.
Ji Xiaomo turned his back coldly!
"You think I do?" Ji Xiaomo was very angry and sneered: "I owed you a task last time. Wu Xiangyin! This time, I will give it all back to you. I don't owe you anything anymore."
Zuo Wu Zhouja. Ji Xiaomo did say that day that he still owed him another mission. He held back a hint of coldness and said calmly, "Why twice."
Ji Xiaomo was angry. He turned around suddenly with cold eyes: "I am an assassin. The beginning and end of a thing are completion. You think it's two times, but I think it's just one time."
Zuo Wuzhou slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Okay, I owe you something."
Regardless of what Ji Xiaomo thought, Zuo Wuzhou knew that it was rare for Ji Xiaomo to show up and save the three of them. How could he ignore this life-saving grace? Especially when he and Ji Xiaomo
On the premise that Mo still wants to kill each other, it is commendable.
Ji Xiaomo sneered: "It doesn't matter what you owe me. I said it's clear. Don't bother me anymore."
"What you think and think is your business, what I think and what I think is my business." Zuo Wuzhou showed his face and said firmly: "I said I owe you once, and I left."
"Who cares?" Ji Xiaomo turned around proudly, his heart moved slightly, and thought: "I used to think that he was cold-blooded and ruthless, and would not even return home. Turns out, that's not necessarily the case either."
"I don't see that as an assassin, he is so honest, which is far better than many people." Zuo Wuzhou laughed: "I always owe her one time anyway."
Zuo Wuzhou pondered for a moment: "I don't know if the previous battle disturbed others. We can't stay here for a long time. Let's go!"
After Zuo Wuzhou and the four of them had walked away for a while, Liu Dongcheng and Gu Yiyi flew over. After landing on the ground and looking around, Gu Yiyi was surprised: "Where are the people?"
"If he's not dead, he's running away." Liu Dongcheng smiled implicitly, a cold light flashing in his eyes as murderous intent suddenly appeared, and he was filled with regret.
There was a hint of pain in Gu Yiyi's eyes, and he said resolutely: "Brother Zuo is a strong man and will never die so easily."
"Let's go, it's time to go back. When he appears, he will naturally appear." Liu Dongcheng called to him. There was a faint light in his eyes: "Gu Yiyi, let's go back together. We have important matters to discuss."
Liudong City suddenly had a very beautiful main curse: "Zuo Wuzhou, if you are lucky enough to survive this pregnancy, it doesn't matter if I, Liu Jiying, carry your shoes for you."
A bit of cool wind blows from the forest, which actually adds a little bit of summer coolness.
Ji Xiaomo was so angry that he thought to himself: "Why did I come here with them?"
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When Ji Xiaomo turned around and was about to leave, Hu Youpiao said: "If you don't kill me today, you might as well say a few words. For example, what is the secret that Lord Wu should know."
Ji Xiaomo and Xiao Qingchen's expressions changed at the same time, and they were shocked: "You don't know!"
The two of them breathed out slowly. If the martial lords of various countries knew that Zuo Wuzhou didn't even know this secret, they would never think that Zuo Wuzhou was the soul martial lord. As an assassin, Ji Xiaomo habitually hid in
Under the shadow of the tree, the voice was long and clear: "Yes, this secret; all Martial Lords are obliged to inform Martial Lord Jin Hun."
Zuo Wuzhou and Yaksha remained calm. They gathered their minds and waited quietly!
What you need to know is the Rose Palace, which is the Soul Palace. There are ninety-nine places in the world, and there are ninety-nine Soul Palaces. The Soul Palace is the mysterious place in the world, and it is also the most powerful place. It has been said since ancient times that the master of the Soul Palace is
He is a true spiritual powerhouse."
Zuo Wuzhou secretly said: "As expected, this secret is indeed the Soul Palace. However, the Soul Palace must not be as simple as I thought. It must hide a huge secret. For example, why are these five Martial Emperors secretly hostile to the Soul Palace."
"The Soul Palace is not as simple as you think." Ji Xiaomo's cold voice was always gentler: "Every Soul Martial Lord has the obligation to inform every Jin Martial Lord. Any Martial Lord
Once you break through and become the Martial Emperor, you must go to any soul palace once."
"This is the secret that Lord Wu must know."
While treating the injury, he swallowed the medicine and listened. Zuo Wuzhou relaxed his muscles and bones and waited for the medicine to take effect. He calmed down and thought for a while, then said calmly: "So what if I don't go."
"I don't know." Ji Xiaomo and Xiao Qingchen said solemnly: "It is said that many Soul Martial Emperors never showed up again after visiting the Soul Palace. Some people say that they died in the Soul Palace."
"But some people say that those Soul Martial Emperors who have never shown up are not dead, but have gone to the "True Soul Heaven." It has been rumored since ancient times that the Soul Palace is most likely the only way to the "True Soul Heaven."
Ji Xiaomo's eyes were filled with confusion: "Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu knows a lot more than us. But they never say, this is all we know. The Soul Palace is a mysterious existence. Even Lord Wu doesn't know about it."
"Emperor Martial, when will I be able to break through and become Emperor Martial?" Ji Xiaomo felt inexplicably sad and desolate, thinking: "If I don't become Emperor Martial, how can I find that person? If I don't become Emperor Martial, how can I be that person's opponent, how can I kill that person?"
people."
Looking at Zuo Wuzhou, Ji Xiaomo felt a sense of self-confidence in his heart: "Back then, everyone said that person was the king of Yuegu, but it's nothing compared to Zuo Wuzhou. I can definitely do it.
, I will definitely be able to break through.”
"I have to do it."
A trace of sadness disappeared. Ji Xiaomo disappeared coldly into the night: "I'm leaving."
Zuo Wuzhou suddenly said something, which shocked Yaksha and Xiao Qingchen. In the lonely night, the words were particularly true: "The Emperor Wu you want to kill is angry."
"He is indeed a guy who looks hot-blooded and impulsive, but is actually extremely cunning." Ji Mo was secretly surprised and replied expressionlessly: "It's none of your business!"
This is her task. She does not need help from others. She can definitely complete it by herself. She must do it by herself. This is Ji Xiaomo, who does not rely on others, but only relies on herself and trusts herself.
Xiao Qingchen showed a hint of admiration: "She is really a wonderful woman who is self-reliant, confident and self-reliant."
Thinking back to those days when the family was still intact and no one died, wouldn't it be happy and contented? Now I am walking in the mountains and forests. I can't look at the moon, and I feel lonely and sad.
Ji Xiaomo actually choked up. The lake of tears in his heart rippled. Looking back, he only got a blood feud.
Report.
Her biggest enemy was Tian Zongzhi, who was praised by everyone. In her memory, everyone praised that person as Tian Zongzhi, the king of Yuegu. She knew that that person stood out from the Soul Academy at the age of seven, and was ten years old.
When he settled his soul at the age of four and became a Martial Master, he was only twenty-seven years old. In fact, he was one of the few in the world throughout the ages. He was by no means weaker than the ancient king.
That man even cultivated the body of a Martial Lord when he was over fifty years old.
Ji Xiaomo has been in the world for many years, but he only heard about this one case. He even surpassed the ancient king. It should be noted that Ji Xiaomo was also a heaven in the sky, with family feud and blood debt as the driving force. He became a martial master at the age of thirty.
By chance, I was able to become a Martial Lord at the age of seventy.
But compared with that person, there is still a big difference.
She must break through and become the Martial Emperor so that she can have the capital to fight that man. She doesn't have much choice, she must do her best to practice and become the Martial Emperor.
As long as she completes the task of assassinating Tan Nu, she will have a chance to break through and become Emperor Wu. Many times, she cannot help but must do it, even if she knows she will die.
She is an idiot.
Walking slowly, a hint of coolness came over her. Ji Xiaomo touched Fenfen's neck and said with hatred: "Damn Zuo Wuzhou, he hurts my neck every time."
He wanted to see it but couldn't see it. Ji Xiaomo was very anxious and angry: "It must be so ugly."
I hurriedly went to find a stream, got some water to wash the wounds and blood, took some ointment and applied it carefully, without making any mistakes. It was so delicate that it looked a bit feminine at this moment.
The clear water is rippled, and with the slightest trace of firelight, the red and pink abandoned moths are reflected. I am too lazy to draw the moth eyebrows, but the flowers are reflected in each other.
The reflection of the waves was like a painting, rising and falling with the waves. Ji Mo couldn't help but tremble in a daze. He untied his long hair like a waterfall, raised his head and caressed the clouds, and played with her beauty. He looked at the reflection with self-pity and self-pity. Seeing the beautiful woman's face full of wind and frost, he felt sad for a moment.
Thinking back to those good years, she didn't know the feeling of sorrow at a young age. She was only twenty-eighty years old, just like a hibiscus emerging from the water. She really had the beauty of the moon. A beautiful girl with a beautiful name. Her charm was charming. Her romance was subtle. She was dressed in plain clothes and under the flowers. Begonia marked the charm.
.White scarf and green sleeves. Elegance and refinement.
Now I have been wandering in the world of soul cultivation for many years, but I don't agree with that sentence: Back then and today, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where they are. The peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.
Even though the beauty of the country is fragrant and fragrant, it has been ravaged by time and its heart has become gray.
Looking up at the person in the water, I was filled with vicissitudes of life and tangles. I was half haggard and half gone. Sadness came from my heart for a moment. I naturally said softly and silently: "Looking for it. It's deserted and lonely, miserable and miserable."
Thousands of words can hardly describe the feeling of sadness.
Xiao Qingchen was surprised to find that Zuo Wuzhou was practicing cross-legged again. Yasha was used to it. He waved his hand disapprovingly: "He has always been like this, don't ignore him."
From now on, Xiao Qingchen knew how Zuo Wuzhou could achieve such a level of cultivation, such diligence, and such people who are always walking on the path of soul cultivation, how could they accomplish nothing.
"It turns out that what he taught me couldn't be more right. I blame everyone. What's the use? It only teaches me a little bit of immortal fighting spirit in my heart. But it can teach me that one day I can practice hard and come back." Xiao Qingchen thought of Zuo Wuzhou's words.
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There is no such thing as waste in the world. It’s just that we haven’t found the right method and it’s just laziness. The so-called waste does not mean that it is wasted because of external things. It is that we waste our mind first and then our body.
But there is fire in the heart of teaching, but if the heart of teaching is not broken, why is it useless?
While practicing, you will repeatedly reminisce about the battle with Fulong. After recollecting it several times, you will gain something.
"It seems that Emperor Wu is stronger than Lord Wu in many ways. First is the use of the power of life soul, and then flying. Let alone flying. But judging from this battle, it doesn't matter whether Emperor Wu is good at close combat. At least they are good at closing distances.
Fighting. In such a fight, Lord Wu will always suffer great losses."
"I made some mistakes in the previous battle." Zuo Wuzhou looked unmoved: "I should have used my own strength to overcome the enemy's weakness. Regardless of whether Emperor Wu is good at close combat, it will always be in my favor."
"Fighting with soul fighting skills is actually not the only way. This method is undoubtedly equivalent to a head-on confrontation with Emperor Wu. Naturally, I lost a lot.
Zuo Wuzhou couldn't help but laugh: "I can't kill this person with three combat skills. It seems that it's not easy to kill Emperor Wu."
He slightly overestimated Emperor Wu. It should be noted that Emperor Wu could indeed use the power of the soul, but often the methods used by Emperors were very crude, and they did not even know how to use it. Fulong comes from "true soul, heaven." So I omit it.
Know how to use...
In addition, some people overestimated the vitality of Emperor Wu. It should be noted that the trauma caused to Fulong by this battle is not trivial. If it had been any other Emperor Wu, death would have been inevitable. Fulong's origin from the "True Soul Heaven" is somewhat unknown.
Treasure. Fortunately, he survived.
As for the true talisman, Zuo Wuzhou paid more attention to it in vain. The true talisman can be made by a strong person from the "True Soul Heaven". It's hard to say whether there is a strong person from the "Falun Soul Heaven".
There are many ways to summarize this battle. Naturally, there are many insights. Summarize them one by one in your heart, and you will have some insights and gains.
While practicing, he had a plan in mind. Zuo Wuzhou thought again and again: "After three days, my husband will meet. Whether we can get the Immortality Pill or Ten Thousand Years Fire Liquid depends on three days."
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This husband's meeting was coming with great force from various countries, and all the major sects sent people. It was a gathering of powerful people, and it was actually the leading event in the Ronghe region. He thought about it again and again: "Based on common sense, there should be
The elixir of longevity and the liquid of ten thousand years of fire.”
"However, I have fought so many times and four times, and I have already made countless enemies. Although I don't worry about it, Quan is in charge of tempering the soul. But I am somewhat embarrassed in some things." Zuo Wuzhou certainly knew what he had done.
It is inevitable to make many enemies, and the more so, the more excited he becomes: "What if others are unwilling to exchange?"
"If it really doesn't work, there are only two ways." One is to take it by force. The other is to exchange it with soul fighting skills or even a storage bag. As for what to do then, it's up to you.
He showed a hint of coldness. He fought several battles in a row. The danger of going to the husband meeting can be imagined. The five great martial emperors of Liudong City, Tan Nu, and Tamsui must have wanted to kill him.
Let's talk about anger. Whether this person is here is still unknown. It would be easy to kill him just by Liu Dongcheng and other six martial emperors. Even if we don't mention the many martial emperors, there are more than 20 martial emperors present.
Sir, if he attacks in groups, he thinks to himself that he may not be an opponent.
It should be noted that there are many powerful people in Sanmiao City. Speaking of Emperor Hunwu, Lord Hunwu alone is like the Qing who crossed the river.
"Now that the matter has come to this, why should I be the enemy of the world? Even if I am a public enemy, I will never retreat.
Zuo Wuzhou pondered for a moment. Being fearless is a must-have quality and ambition. But it should not be compared with recklessness. Knowing that this time is extremely difficult, it is like pulling chestnuts from the fire. Of course, I must carefully plan the battle: "What I should do
Some preparation."
"I should keep in mind that obtaining the Immortality Pill and Ten Thousand Years Fire Liquid is the top priority. Training and fighting should be secondary. Zuo Wuzhou has thought through this. He will have his own plan; "In this way, I should think about it.
How to escape with the treasure amidst the hostility of the heroes requires a complete strategy."
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