Wuzhou still has three empty soul apertures, which special skills should be selected for the soul? Please tell me, if you think of anything, please just say it.
Even if I think about it alone, I can't think of so many special souls.
Chapter 187 The Fourth Soul, Fire Thunder Wings
The sun is burning.
After finishing her Qingqing Wu practice, she slipped out again. The maid held the basket, which contained needlework, fabrics, etc., and followed her all the way.
Like a happy deer, Cheng Qingwu ran under the shady tree and sat on the soft grass. The white dress, under the scorching sun, was extremely pale, and it was a bit sad.
"I must use my best ability and hard work to make this piece of clothing." Cheng Qingwu bit her teeth and smiled sweetly.
The maid stood aside and silently wrote it down, thinking: "This is the 218th time. Miss has said this sentence 218 times."
As expected, Cheng Qingwu was concentrating on making this piece of clothing. The fine thread corners were sewn again and again. She rested her chin and looked at the blue sky and white clouds: "I don't know how big the clothes he wears."
After a pause, Cheng Qingwu's eyes filled with hope: "Is he back?"
The maid lowered her head and said respectfully in a low voice: "Go back to Miss, not yet!"
"What a nuisance." Cheng Qingwu said angrily, "He said he would leave early and come back early."
Cheng Qingwu bit her lip, puffed up with anger, and her eyes turned into bright stars: Xiao Huan, do you think the assassin is very mysterious, very heroic, and very heroic?"
The maid knew that she shouldn't answer. Sure enough, Chengqingwu was full of fantasy and romance. She said to herself: "Think about it, what about the assassins? When they do assassination, they have to throw away all their timidity. Daughter of gold
A promise. He would not hesitate to sacrifice his life to save the lives of the people. It is actually very heroic."
"As for them, they are hiding in the darkness. No one can see them. They put their lives aside for the sake of loyalty, filial piety and righteousness. They are truly righteous men through the ages. Maybe they have traveled thousands of miles, maybe they have been guarding the lord for decades, just to be stabbed to death with a sword.
The enemy. The light of a sword can chill the nineteen states."
The maid couldn't help but murmured softly: "That's not an assassin, that's a dead soldier. Little Miss, what Lin Zhou used was not a sword, but a knife."
"What's the difference?" Cheng Qingwu was furious because her romantic fantasy was broken.
The maid didn't dare to say it, but she had practiced, and she knew there was a difference. There was a difference between using a sword and using a sword.
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Since ancient times, poets have been in love with swords and have often praised swords. Swords are romantic and poetic.
Knife, but never. Knife, only green blood and yellow sand, only killing and decisiveness, never romantic, never poetic.
"Too lazy to pay attention to you!"
Cheng Qingwu lazily supported her chin. There was a trace of fascination and a trace of romance in her beautiful face, imagining how heroic, how romantic, and how poetic the assassin hiding in the darkness was.
If Ji Mo were here, he would have told her. Being an assassin may be romantic, sentimental, and poetic, but when you kill with one sword, when the enemy is gutted, when the enemy is decapitated, there is nothing more than blood and death.
Nothing else.
"The wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man will never come back." This is a tragic and heroic description of the assassin.
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Riding on the light dance in fantasy, how tragic is Zuo Wuzhou, "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, the strong man is gone and never comes back." How poetic, how romantic, and how sentimental.
Zuo Wuzhou is actually not an assassin.
"Here you go, young lady, Lin Zhou is back."
The guard from another hospital ran over with a pale face and shouted: "He is injured."
"Ah!" Cheng Qingwu's little face turned red and she ran like a carefree butterfly: "I'm going to see him."
He rushed all the way to the small yard and broke into the house. He was shocked to see Zuo Wuzhou lying with a pale face. He suddenly said anxiously: "You, what's wrong with you?"
Zuo Wuzhou felt some inexplicable joy, and realized that he had come back just for this moment of pleasure: "I'm fine, I can't die.
The injuries this time were mainly internal injuries. There was nothing visible on the surface. Cheng Qingwu took a few glances and felt relieved: "Are you tired or thirsty? Xiaohuan, ask the kitchen to make a bowl of white wine."
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The young lady gave the order, and the kitchen moved very quickly. She held the porridge in Qingwu's hands, holding the spoon with her crystal fingers. She shyly said, "I'll feed you."
The porridge was very white. Zuo Wuzhou smiled ashamedly at Nie Wen in the corner of the room. He only drank a few mouthfuls of the porridge, his blood boiled, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spilled into the bowl, splashing all over him!
Chengqingwu turned pale, screamed, and dropped the bowl to the ground, smashing it into pieces. She exclaimed and cried: "You, you!"
"You hate it, my clothes are all stained with blood!" Cheng Qingwu complained with tears in her eyes: "Huan, please call the doctor quickly."
It has been more than a month since I returned to Shuangxingcheng's home.
Every day, Cheng Qingwu would take the trouble to come over in person to see him and talk to him. Even though Zuo Wuzhou was not very kind, he didn't like to talk too much nonsense.
Zuo Wuzhou vaguely felt as if he had returned to the days after the Battle of Sanmiao when he was seriously injured and unable to move. During those days, Qingwu would often accompany him and beg him to tell stories about assassins.
These days, Zuo Wuzhou always feels some strange happiness, an indescribable feeling of happiness. Every time, he is troubled by it - is it wrong, is he still happy after being injured? He is not a pervert.
It’s hard to say whether it’s because he is focused on the soul path, or because he has never had this thought. Therefore, Zuo Wuzhou has always had difficulty understanding the sudden changes in emotions, and he has never thought of a certain aspect. Don’t doubt that he is really dull in this certain aspect.
It's fatal.
"It's weird, my mood changes so much? Could it be that I have been raped many times, so my mind has been shaken?" This is the explanation he most often thinks of. The closer he is to death, the weaker his mind becomes. This is
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Say this
In the extra time spent with Qingwu every day, he often repeatedly restrains his emotional changes. He regards this as a kind of tempering. However, the "grinding" that he thinks is tempering does not seem to have much effect.
On the contrary, it has intensified.
No matter how weird and awkward his mood is, it cannot affect his path of soul cultivation.
There are some overlaps in the several mental methods obtained in Jiye Valley. Zuo Wuzhou observed carefully. After practicing according to this method, he noticed that it was not the best mental method. However, it was not very good either.
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Whether it's good or bad, he has no choice. The disadvantage of not having a sect is that it is not only the lack of systematic soul cultivation knowledge, but also the lack of mental methods.
As a result, he only acquired the four elements of water, fire, earth, and wood, but still lacked the metal element. However, at the current speed of improvement, it will still take some time to master all four elements to the extreme.
Therefore, Zuo Wuzhou is not in a hurry for the time being.
It was late at night again. Another ghostly black shadow quietly left the courtyard and burrowed deep into the mountains.
Nie Wen was always there, but he wasn't too serious about cultivation, and he didn't need to accompany Qing Wu. He practiced during the day, and didn't need to sneak out to practice at night.
After taking out the remaining thick earth essence, it was only about the size of a fingertip. Zuo Wuzhou practiced the earth soul again and felt very good: "It seems that it won't take too long for the earth soul to reach the ultimate level of Wujun."
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"The mental method is still difficult." Zuo Wuzhou lowered his head and sighed secretly: "I'm afraid the Benxiang Sect doesn't have the Martial Emperor-level mental method. Even if it does, it can only be of the three types. In this way, no matter which sect I join, I'm afraid I will have to
It doesn’t matter if you are looking for some of your inner thoughts. In the future, whether you are stealing, robbing or deceiving, you must get some of your inner thoughts.
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There are also high, medium and low-grade mental methods. The better the quality, the more time you save in practice. In this way, of course, good mental methods are the most important. Zuo Wuzhou suddenly expressed his alarm: "I must remember not to be radical, the soul path still needs to be relaxed.
There is a degree.”
"Let's go. This trip to Jiye Valley has brought us a lot of benefits. It's time to sort things out."
The first thing is a cyan storage bag.
Zuo Wuzhou laughed dumbly: "I didn't expect that I actually became a thief once, and stole Mu Longqing's storage bag."
It was definitely an accidental and unintentional move. Mu Longqing hung the storage bag with a big thorn. Unlike Zuo Wuzhou, who placed it close to his body, he couldn't see or feel it. Such a close combat, Zuo Wuzhou easily pulled it.
Gone.
Fortunately, he knew how to open the storage bag, adjusted the power of the life soul several times, and finally opened it. It must be said that this cyan storage bag is of higher quality than his black storage bag, and its capacity is larger than the black bag.
It's three times bigger.
He poured out the objects in the cyan storage bag one by one. There were quite a lot of them, and most of them were things he didn't recognize. However, he also knew based on his perception that there were about ten items that should be real talismans, and there were some others.
A treasure that I don’t even recognize.
"Hey, is this the Fat Emperor Pill?" Seeing the six pills in a jade box, Zuo Wuzhou felt it carefully. Zuo Wuzhou was 70% sure that this was the Fat Emperor Pill, and he suddenly laughed: "I've broken through the iron shoes."
There is no place to look for, and no effort is wasted to get it. Now, Yaksha has the elixir for his breakthrough."
Although he has given the Fire of Life Soul to Yasha and is no longer his direct descendant, he has fought side by side for a long time, and since Pengyou promised not to treat Yasha badly at the beginning, he must do this for Yasha no matter what.
arrive.
This is the promise of a true man.
He took another jade bottle. Oh wow, Zuo Wuzhou remembered Nie Wen's description and was pleasantly surprised: "Could this be the Yuan-tonifying liquid with the same effect as Qunyuan Dan?"
Taking out the Golden Locking Shuttle, Zuo Wuzhou rubbed it carefully, sensing the ferocious power contained in it, secretly shaking his head: "Brother Nie said, it is rumored that the Torrent Shuttle is made of nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of True Soul Grade heavy water.
, nine hundred and ninety-nine true soul-level soul beast inner elixirs, and several other supreme universes, are refined from the essence of heaven and earth. It is so powerful that it can change the world."
"I don't know what my golden shuttle is made of." Zuo Wuzhou was shocked, and he was discouraged for a moment: "If you can refine such a real talisman and have such power, how can we practice it again?"
What’s the point? No matter how powerful you are, you can’t stop someone from throwing a shuttlecock at you.”
As everyone knows, the level of these two true talismans, the Flooding Shuttle and the Golden Locking Shuttle, is absolutely beyond imagination. Even if the ancient king comes back to reincarnate, he may not be able to refine another treasure of this kind. Such a treasure must be considered a treasure.
The most powerful power in the world cannot be refined by ordinary people.
The thoughts of discouragement came together, and they quickly disappeared, and they reaffirmed their determination: "I don't care what others think, I follow the path of my soul, and no matter what happens, don't try to shake me. If anyone stops me, I will kill them and leave."
After grabbing the golden shuttle, Zuo Wuzhou was overjoyed for a moment, with a few eyebrows filled with joy: "With this golden shuttle, I will be the killer who dies with the enemy."
In the midst of secret joy, the young man's temper was bright: "Wait until I become the Martial Emperor and return to the stream forest. If anyone dares to be my enemy, I will go down with a shuttle and blast out a rainbow of colors."
Open the box and let the fat-headed silkworm out to relax and relax. Zuo Wuzhou took out the Jueyin Essence, and the fat-headed silkworm jumped towards it ecstatically, probably practicing.
The root bone fruit was half as much as Nie Wen's. Nie Wen took one more and Zuo Wuzhou took one less. Even so, Zuo Wuzhou had as many as six. He wanted to take one first, but then he thought of his younger brother.
My sister felt ashamed in her heart: "My cultivation speed is very fast, these root bone fruits might as well be left to Wuwan and Wuxi.
According to legend, the root bone fruit is one of the three treasures in the world that can change the root bone. The reason why it is called a treasure is naturally unique. The special thing about the root bone fruit is that no matter how many pieces you take, the effect will not be the same.
Change. It’s effective if you take one pill, and it’s effective if you take six pills.
Of course, the effects of Genguguo vary from person to person. Wu Zunfu may be very effective, but Wuyu may not be very effective when taking it.
"Leave it to Wuwan and Wuxi." Zuo Wuzhou hesitated for a moment before making a decision, with determination in his eyes: "I have spent my whole life exploring the soul path, and I have been away from home for most of the time. Maybe even forever in the future.
I can’t even go home.”
Zuo Wuzhou felt sad and extremely low: "Wuwan and Wuxi are still needed to take care of my parents and eldest brother, so I should give them a hand. If I go back, I will definitely not go anywhere and stay at home with my parents."
Because he knows that the life span of his parents and eldest brother is limited, and there will be a day when heaven and man will be separated forever. The further he travels in the soul path, the further away from home.
If you don’t want to leave any regrets, you must go and accompany your parents and elder brother.
He missed his parents, his family, even Yaksha and Xilin.
After readjusting his mood, Zuo Wuzhou calmed down and stared at the original paper and "Fire Thunder Wings" Po Gujunlin's "diary", briefly recording the collection of many souls and souls, hoping to take them home and leave them to his descendants.
There was no mention of the ghost. But Zuo Wuzhou thought, this ghost must have been prepared by Gu Junlin himself.
There are many souls and souls. The only one that Gu Junlin mentioned in his "diary" was the "Fire Thunder Wing Soul". He claimed that this "Fire Thunder Wing Soul" was obtained from ancient recipes. He searched for precious materials all over the world and asked the master to synthesize them.
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"Fire Thunder Wing Soul" seems ordinary in the early stage, but the further you go, the higher the grade, the more prominent the effect. If you train the "Fire Thunder Wing Soul" to the martial arts level, you can create the Fire Thunder Soul.
With its wings, it can fly thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
Zuo Wuzhou deceived word for word, and said: "From between the lines, it seems like "Fire Thunder Wing Soul". It is a short-term explosive speed type of soul. In this way, I have no choice but to feel sorry for the ancient king coming to the ancient predecessor. If in the future,
If I have the chance, I will repay it to the descendants of your Gu family."
No matter what, how could Zuo Wuzhou miss such an excellent soul sent to his door. In terms of his ability to travel long distances, in a favorable environment like Jiye Valley, he can compete with Wu Yu, so he is not afraid of long distances.
His biggest weakness has always been his short-distance explosive speed. He has always envied Ji Xiaomo's "Thunder Soul." Fortunately, he has an invincible fighting method, otherwise he would have been killed by other people's explosive speed.
So, after a little thought, he quickly decided to make this decision!
Fixing the soul couldn't be any easier or more familiar.
After successfully completing it, Zuo Wuzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and with a thought, activated the "Fire Thunder Wings". Then, he laughed endlessly: "I forgot, the current initial decision is only the first grade, how much speed can it have."
This "Fire Thunder Winged Soul" was valued so much by Gu Junlin. Of course, it was definitely not an ordinary soul, but a top-level soul of the True Soul Heavenly Grade. In other words, he could turn the "Fire Thunder Winged Soul" without much effort.
"Yi Soul" has been cultivated to the ninth level.
The fourth soul is finally completed.
However, now that I think about it, even though the "transformed soul" is a very good soul, it is not suitable for fighting, and it gradually becomes useless. The fact is also the same. The time Zuo Wuzhou spends on training now is spent on training.
"Dao Soul" and "Hidden Dragon Soul" have higher actual combat value.
If others knew that Zuo Wuzhou had successively absorbed four souls, they would probably laugh out loud. A soul monk can absorb three souls and seven souls, but in fact, how many people can actually train them all to the fullest?
The souls are the main battle, and even the souls for the main battle, knowing that more souls are better, the soul monks are unwilling and dare not practice more, just because they are worried that it will take too much time. They do not focus on improving their souls.
Soul is used as an auxiliary ability. Often a wise soul monk can only train three souls at best. The reason is simple. Practicing so many souls wastes the time of soul training. Among soul monks, everyone only hates Shou Yuantai.
If there are fewer people, how many people will practice Seven Souls?
It should be noted that the soul is the main one and the soul is the supplementary one. But in terms of cultivation time, there is no one who is shorter or longer. They are basically the same length.
Soul monks usually train one to three souls. If they train seven more souls, it will be a waste of time. No matter how talented the soul monk is, he cannot withstand such a waste.
Zuo Wuzhou was much more thorough than other soul monks. He first cultivated the Five Elements Soul. Then he just decided on the fourth soul. If there is a good soul in the future, he would not mind practicing seven souls.
He is the only one in the world who dares to do this.
After counting with his fingers, Zuo Wuzhou raised his eyebrows and said: "There are four levels from the ninth grade to the martial arts. I don't know whether others can reach the martial arts. But I can definitely do it, and the martial arts is by no means the end."
Zuo Wuzhou murmured softly: "The most important thing is you."
This soul-suppressing stone that captures ghosts is held in the palm of his hand. It is a top-notch soul in the True Soul Heaven, but he doesn't know whether he should decide on it or not.
In a nutshell, it was the first time in his life that he was so hesitant, but it was because he was never sure what was going on with the left and right soul apertures. Left and right were opposites, two sides of the same body. That is, yin or yang, life or death,
Light or dark. There are three kinds of light that he can think of.
After thinking over and over again, Zuo Wuzhou made up his mind: "Left yin and right yang, my soul and orifice's induction, it doesn't look like it's fake, and it can't be fake.
Why can’t I trust myself? If I don’t even trust myself, how can I trust myself?”
"Whether it is success or failure, it is always the path I chose. No matter what the scenery is, I will never look back and go on without hesitation."
Zuo Wuzhou's mind has been made up, and his ghost has been settled!
It was the first time that Zuo Wuzhou was so cautious, something a little sudden, a little expected, a little premonition.
He can truly feel: "Once I fixate this ghost, there will be great changes, and incredible and wonderful things will happen."