Chapter 167 166. Refining thoughts in the mortal world, entering the old and new Jiang palaces (8.1K words - please subscribe for the big chapter)
The Wuxiang Ancient Clan is a place rich in profound energy.
Three profound cultivation geniuses came here after thousands of selections. They are all at the ninth level of cultivation. They were all excited about being selected. Although they didn't know what it was about, it couldn't be a bad thing.
Not far away, rainbow light flew down, revealing the figure of an old man with white hair.
The old man stroked his beard and looked at the three of them, and said kindly: "I, Tang Xiaoping, am in the middle period of Zifu."
The three geniuses hurriedly prostrated themselves.
Tang Xiaoping said: "Starting from today, I will teach you two spells. If you can succeed, you may be able to reach an unprecedented level. The first spell is called "Xuanshan Nine Folds", and the second spell is "Shengen Lianshan". "The cultivation of these two methods is for the third method. Do you have confidence?"
The eyes of the three geniuses shone with anticipation and excitement.
Not only are they geniuses, but they are geniuses with family backgrounds. They have been nurtured by their family since they were young. For them, practicing the ninth level is as easy as drinking water and inhaling. Even many spells can be learned far better than their peers. Nowadays, it is rare to encounter something that is difficult, and it is still " "It can reach unprecedented levels", they are naturally looking forward to and excited.
One of the geniuses smiled and said: "Senior Tang, we are worried about the difficulty."
Another genius said proudly: "Not bad."
Another genius smiled condescendingly and didn't say much. His eyes showed a thoughtful look, as if he was already thinking about what type of spells "Xuanshan Nine Folds" and "Shengen Lianshan Method" were.
Here, no matter whether they are optimistic, arrogant or calm, the three of them are not impetuous at all.
Not only are they geniuses in cultivation, but they are also good in character, otherwise they would not have been able to get here through numerous selections.
Tang Xiaoping nodded with satisfaction, then stood up, stretched his hands, and said: "Let's take a good look at this "Nine Folds of Xuanshan"."
The mysterious energy rolled up along with his arms, one after another, gradually becoming as deep as a mountain.
green hills.
green water.
The beautiful scenery is not in vain, because there is good wine and there are people drinking together.
Huo Boxing raised his glass and laughed and said: "Good wine, really good wine! Pair this good wine with Boss Li's crystal amber pig skin jelly, it is really fragrant and beautiful!"
He and Boss Li have gradually become friends since they "didn't know each other without fighting" in the autumn of the previous year. The two of them often drank together, went to the theater, and went on outings. When they were drunk, they would sit in front of flowers and sleep under flowers. A brother who talks about everything.
Song Yan smiled, raised his glass, clinked it with the swordsman in front of him, and then looked at the stage not far away together.
The stage is located under a green mountain, with the grassland wind blowing slowly in the distance. It is really refreshing on this spring day.
"Boss Li."
"Boss Li."
People walked in one by one and greeted Song Yan.
Boss Li is generous with his wealth and helps those in need. He has a good reputation in Hanyan Town and even the surrounding areas.
Those who have no money, no place to live, or those who are hungry, as long as they go to him, Boss Li will always help them. Of course, if he saved it and cheated it out, Boss Li is not blind, and the shank meat that Boss Li slaughtered the pigs and raised is not a decoration.
The singing on the stage in the distance is wonderful, and you can sing it back and forth, that is, the joys and sorrows of the world of mortals, the replacement of you and me on the power field, and the heroic deeds on the battlefield.
Suddenly, everyone clapped their hands and shouted: "Okay! Good singing!"
The reward money clattered away into the distance.
Huo Boxing looked up and said with a smile: "I have watched this play several times. The first part was boring and very painful, but this is the best. The couple is finally together. How do you say that? There is love. People get married eventually! Hahaha! ”
Song Yan raised his eyes and glanced.
He found that his mood began to change.
In the past, he must have been eager to find a sweetheart and live a carefree life, but now he understands that maybe that kind of thing will only appear in a fantasy world where the devil deliberately lures him, but not in reality.
He drinks himself a drink.
Huo Boxing said: "Old Li, it's time for you to get a wife. I'm alone. Isn't the bed cold?"
He rolled his eyes and said: "Mr. Huang has a niece who disliked this and that when she was young. Although she is in her twenties now, she is quite feminine. May I introduce you to her?"
Song Yan waved his hand.
Huo Boxing said: "No, Lao Li, that lady is really nice. Although she is in her twenties, she does not play around outside and she is in good health."
He spoke softer and softer, and then said: "That day when you sent the brothers of the Jie family with money, the lady looked at you from a distance and said that although you were a little taller, she liked a man like you who was so heroic and courageous."
Song Yan put down his wine glass and was silent for a while.
Huo Boxing fell silent.
Song Yan said: "I once had a wife, but she is gone. Now, it's hard for me to even remember what she looked like."
Many people flashed through his mind, starting from Luding Qiu Lianyue, to Queen Fu, to Cao Yuzhuang, to Xiao Jiu, An Li, Su Yao, Mrs. Ling, Pei Xuehan.
Not only these people, but also some faces that occasionally flashed across my face when I was experiencing the obsessions of others in the sea of suffering.
Those faces seemed familiar to him, very unforgettable, but he didn't recognize them at all.
But these people are fading away.
Song Yan said: "I don't want to marry again."
Huo Boxing said: "Old Li, I know you are an emotional person, but you have to look forward."
Emotional?
He is just practicing.
Song Yan smiled faintly, raised his glass and said, "Come on! Stop talking!"
Huo Boxing sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, if you don't say it, don't say it, drink, drink!"
As a glass of strong wine fell into his throat, Song Yan felt a strange feeling in his heart.
He sent the brothers of the Jie family with money, and he was doing good deeds, but he didn't expect that this kindness actually attracted the favor of Mr. Huang's niece.
He believes that the little lady is good, so is this considered a good deed?
He smiled and shook his head.
He doesn't care about the favor of a young lady, but he has no intention of inserting it into her. A thought is like a seed, and if there is a reward, it seems to be watered, which finally makes him feel a little happy.
In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.
On this day, the autumn rain fell miserably and coldly.
Pedestrians hurriedly filled the street, and the umbrellas moved like boats. After they were all gone, only the rainwater flowing across the bluestone tiles was left.
Suddenly, the rainwater was trampled by boots again.
A figure broke through the rain curtain with an umbrella and knocked on the door of Hanyan Butcher Shop.
Huo Boxing shouted: "Old Li! Old Li!"
Not long after, I heard a creak and the door opened.
Song Yan stood in front of the door with a lamp on. When he saw an acquaintance, he turned slightly sideways and said with a smile: "Old Huo, you come to me for a drink so late today?"
Huo Boxing was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and said: "No."
Song Yan asked: "What is that?"
Huo Boxing didn't seem to hear what he asked. Instead, he was immersed in his own rhythm and murmured: "It's so late and drinking is not good. Lao Li, you don't want to marry a wife. You have to take care of yourself. You can't do it at night." Drink!
As for me.
I came to say goodbye to you. ”
Song Yan understood and turned around to get the silver, but was grabbed by Huo Boxing before he took two steps.
"Who do you think I am?!"
"I am alone and can't spend any money. If I don't give it to my brothers, who will I give it to?"
"Hey, I just came to say goodbye.
I. If I leave, I'm afraid I may not be able to come back.
A descendant of King Xixiang appeared and was supported by the generals and Jianghu forces, and regained his position.
But a few years ago, King Xixiang's brother Xiao Bawang said that the descendants of King Xixiang died suddenly and had no heirs, so he replaced him.
Mr. Huang is Xiao Bawang's man. Now that the original heir has come back from the dead, he still claims that Xiao Bawang is the murderer.
Xiao Bawang naturally denied it. Not only did he deny it, he also accused the heir of being a conspiracy of someone with ulterior motives.
The two sides are now fighting. I am Mr. Huang's man, so I have to take action.
I don’t know who is true and who is false, who is right and who is wrong, and I have no way of knowing.
But Mr. Huang provided for me and supported me. At this time, when I, Huo Boxing, hold my head in hand to repay, I am Mr. Huang's knife, and the knife will cut wherever Mr. Huang wants.
The knife doesn't need to have a mind of its own. ”
"But you have me as your friend, right?"
“Not bad!”
The swordsman laughed heartily, then gave Song Yan a bear hug, then turned around, raised his hands and said "let's go" coolly, and then hummed: "Don't worry about life and death here, when the flowers are blooming, just drink a bottle of wine! Haha! Haha”
As he sang, shouts came from behind him.
"Lao Huo!"
The swordsman stopped, turned around, and looked at Boss Li in the butcher's door.
Song Yan stepped forward, took out a bottle of wine from his sleeve and handed it over.
The bottle is a porcelain bottle, the kind that holds elixirs, but the content is not elixirs, but wine. The wine is soaked with moonlight grass as the main ingredient, and some Song Yan himself added Xiaoxuanhuaxuancao. To him, this kind of wine is just a tasteful wine, but to ordinary people, it is a panacea that can remove hundreds of poisons, restore physical strength, and whiten flesh and bones.
Song Yan put the wine into Huo Boxing's hand and said, "Trust me, I drank it before the battle."
Huo Boxing took the wine, nodded solemnly, and then said: "Old Li, take care!"
"Take care!"
Autumn is gone and winter is coming.
Xiaoxue
In Cangshan Mountain, corpses are everywhere, covered with pale white, and strange screeching scavenging birds are already lingering in the gray sky and black branches
Suddenly, in the pile of corpses, a hand pushed away the corpses that were pressing on him, and slowly crawled out.
Huo Boxing's face was covered with blood and his hair was disheveled. He looked around with fear in his eyes and murmured: "Monsters, monsters are all monsters! How can you defeat such a crazy monster?"
He recalled the previous battle with the men sent by the descendants of King Xixiang in his mind, and his face still looked horrified.
Those people have fire flowing from their bodies, they are powerful, as fast as the wind, and as brave as the gods.
He fought against one of them. That person was clearly inferior to him in martial arts, but he relied on strength and speed to overpower him.
Suddenly, he thought of the descendants of King Xiang.
The descendants are a pair of siblings. The eldest sister calls herself "Princess Chiyan". It is said that she has the power lent by the gods, which can make her masters improve their understanding and strength.
Coupled with the charming face and ruthless methods of "Princess Chiyan", she was able to convince everyone in the world and win over the general who was originally loyal to King Xixiang.
"Red Flame. Fire"
“It’s actually true!”
Huo Boxing was afraid.
He is not afraid of the swords and shadows in the arena, but he is afraid of the mysterious power.
He began to fear death.
But, who is not afraid of death?
He had already died once and had repaid his kindness.
But how did he survive? Why did he burst out with new strength and crawl out from the pile of dead people?
Huo Boxing thought for a moment and suddenly understood.
"Lao Li, it's Lao Li's wine."
"Old Li is actually a strange person."
He burst into tears, but looking at the way home in front of him, he did not dare to go back.
He had already repaid Mr. Huang's kindness, and he didn't want to lick blood on the tip of the knife again.
The friendship in the world is too heavy and ruthless, and he doesn't want to touch it anymore. Now he just wants to be a wife and live a good life.
After taking a few breaths, Huo Boxing suddenly turned around, gritted his teeth, and ran deeper into the forest.
Soon, he came to a fork in the road. When he was considering which way to go, a huge boulder suddenly rolled down from the narrow road on the left, blocking the way forward with a bang.
Then, there was another rumbling sound, indicating that it had encountered a rockfall.
Huo Boxing had no choice but to go to the mountain road on the right.
He didn't know that a spiritual consciousness was following him far away, and helping him identify the path, until he avoided the lurking enemies who stayed in the mountains to eliminate the weeds, and set foot on the road that led to a "small mountain village like a paradise" .
After a long time, Song Yan withdrew his consciousness and stood in the snow, feeling emotional in his heart.
Huo Boxing met and interacted with him because of his kind thoughts, and now he escaped from death because of him, changing his original destiny.
One drink and one peck, good and evil will be rewarded. Although they are not permanent, they still exist after all.
Song Yan only felt that the waves of good thoughts were getting stronger and stronger, and the seeds of good thoughts he received from An Li had now taken root and sprouted.
Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past six months, Hanyan Town has experienced rapid changes.
Mr. Huang, who was once famous for a while, ran away.
As soon as night falls, every house closes its doors.
Even if you are not in the "meat grinder center", you can feel the fighting and fighting in the rivers and lakes.
Sometimes, when you wake up and open the door, you can see corpses lying on the ground not far away.
The better corpses are whole corpses, the worse ones are either without heads, or the heads have been shriveled, or the corpses have been brutally dismembered. There are all kinds of corpses, but they all give you nightmares just by looking at them. appearance.
This frightened the townspeople, but no one dared to run away because they had heard that the surrounding towns were the same.
The struggle between Princess Chiyan and King Xiao Ba has entered a fierce stage, and their battlefields are almost everywhere.
Hanyan Town is pretty good here.
Song Yan runs a butcher shop business every day, focusing on leather making, helping people who have nowhere to go, giving hungry people a full meal, and providing refugees with a little shelter.
The reputation of "Li Dashanren of Hanyan Town's Timely Rain" has also spread in the surrounding area, which has become more or less a talisman, allowing him to never encounter man-made disasters even in the chaos of war.
In late autumn this year, dead leaves fell from the sky.
Horses galloping, coming from afar, knights beating gongs and drums, shouting at the top of their lungs: "The war is over! The traitor Xiao Yizhi has been put to death!!" "The war is over! The traitor Xiao Yizhi has been put to death! ! ”
Xiao Yizhi is Xiao Bawang.
After he dies, the one in charge will be Princess Chiyan and her brother.
Every house opened their doors immediately, looking at the knight and listening to the sound of gongs, drums and shouts.
The officials who took office set off small firecrackers and exploded "crackling" at the entrance of the town.
An atmosphere of joy and peace suddenly spread, giving people a feeling that the suffering was over.
However, everyone is terrified in their hearts, because no one knows what kind of person the "Chiyan Princess" is?
Although King Xixiang was the king in name only.
But on this land, when everyone heard about King Xixiang, they would only think of a little boy or a young boy. But when I hear Princess Chiyan, I shudder. What comes to my mind is the huge black demonic shadow, because Princess Chiyan is accompanied by too many myths.
She has been deified or demonized, making people awe and fear.
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Some said she made a deal with the devil, some said she had help from immortals, and some said she inherited some kind of terrifying spell.
Song Yan felt the festive atmosphere, looked up at the withered old trees, stood in front of the house and continued doing business.
Suddenly, the noisy voices in the distance suddenly quieted down, as if a great force forced everyone to shut their mouths.
This power is called power.
Song Yan looked up and saw the source of power.
The girl was riding a tall horse, wearing a scarlet cloak and a ferocious ghost face. Everyone fell to their knees wherever she went. Behind her horse was the newly appointed official of Hanyan Town.
The official was respectful and respectful. His waist, which was upright just now, was hunched over. It was clearly a cold autumn, but he was sweating like rain. It seemed that the ghost-faced girl in front of him was really an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
The girl rode a horse to the butcher's shop.
Song Yan went to the countryside to do as the Romans did and was about to pay him a visit.
But the girl turned over and bowed before him first, saying: "Father."
Song Yan looked at her in surprise, pointed at her and said, "You, you."
The girl uncovered the ghost mask, revealing the beautiful face behind it. Her eyes, which were like melting ice, looked at the butcher in front of her gently and said: "Tie Niu is back."
Then, she stood up and raised her hand, and someone immediately presented the box behind her.
She respectfully handed the box to Song Yan and said: "This is a large house opposite Prince Xiang's Mansion in the west of Qingyang City. It is guarded by maids and servants. It is fully equipped. Please leave with me, foster father, and Tie Niu will take care of you in your old age. ”
At this moment, someone in the crowd seemed to recognize him and made a low and trembling voice.
"Princess Chichiyan."
"She is Princess Chiyan!"
The official scolded: "Presumptuous!"
The girl glanced sideways and glanced, and everyone fell silent again.
The girl looked at Song Yan again and said respectfully: "Father, my real name is Xiao Mingrong. At that time, my life and death were uncertain, and my future was uncertain. I really don't want to implicate you, so"
Before she finished speaking, Song Yan interrupted her and pushed back the box containing the land deed.
Even though the land deed was worth a hundred times more than twelve taels of gold, he still pushed it back and just said with a smile: "When you have time, just come and see your adoptive father."
Two people looking at each other
Xiao Mingrong suddenly raised her hand and said: "Send the order and dispatch three thousand soldiers and horses to stay in Hanyan Town."
After saying that, she looked at the appointed official and said sternly: "If my foster father loses even one hair, he will kill all nine of your clans! If everything is smooth and stable, I will consider you a great achievement!"
The official was so frightened that he knelt down.
Princess Chiyan is too powerful.
Xiao Mingrong took a look at Song Yan and said, "Father, Rong'er still has some things to deal with. I'll come see you when I feel calmer."
Song Yan smiled and nodded.
He didn't care about Princess Chiyan's reputation, but this feeling of repaying kindness and doing good made him feel comfortable and helped his good intentions to go further.
Autumn is over and winter is cold.
Another year the snow falls.
Song Yan just closed the door, but the door was pushed open, and the man in black rushed in, opening his hood at the same time, revealing the girl's face.
The girl looked at him happily and shouted: "Father, Tie Niu is here to see you."
Song Yan saw her dressing up and knew that this little girl was also a temperamental person. She didn't want to get lost in strength and power, so she wanted to come to him to find some "anchor of humanity".
Soon
Tie Niu skillfully boiled the water, while Song Yan cut the shredded meat, stir-fried it and started making noodles.
This is exactly how the two got along many years ago.
Soon, the noodles were on the table.
The two ate noodles.
Tie Niu washed the dishes and boiled the water.
She poured water into the tub, squatted down and took off Song Yan's shoes, rolled up his pants, and then washed his feet.
While washing, she whispered: "My foster father is different from others.
After I became Princess Chiyan, everyone respected me and feared me. Only my adoptive father treated me with his original intention.
Everyone else was thinking about what they could get from me, but my adoptive father wanted nothing.
I'm tired, so I want to come and spend a few days with my adoptive father.
My adoptive father doesn’t hate me, right? ”
Song Yan shook his head.
Tie Niu raised her hands from the hot water and said: "The hands that washed the feet of my adoptive father have actually been stained with blood and human lives for a long time. There are also innocent people and people who died in vain. But I can't You can’t tell the difference, you can only kill, kill, kill!”
The more she spoke, the harsher and darker she became, her eyes full of ferocity.
Until a big hand gently touched her head and rubbed it.
Tie Niu was temporarily freed from her murderous intention and looked up at the man's face.
Song Yan said gently: "So, what are you doing now? Aren't you fulfilling your filial piety? Aren't you thinking about trying to make this land peaceful? Aren't these good things? People have evil thoughts and good thoughts. Good and evil All in all, why should we worry about this? ”
Tie Niu was stunned for a moment, with a thoughtful look in her eyes, and said, "That's what the foster father said."
Song Yanhu said: "Your fire is of no use to me, right?"
Tie Niu said: "I got the fire from a stranger, who calls himself the Holy Fire Cult. Fire comes from afar, and those who worship fire can be reborn, so I naturally worshiped it, so I got the fire."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Song Yan said: "Don't worship me. Although my foster father is just a pig butcher, he also knows that pie will not fall from the sky. There must be problems with this kind of power of getting something for nothing."
Tie Niu nodded.
The father and daughter got along for a few days, and Tie Niu said goodbye to Song Yan again.
Here she is Tie Niu, but once she leaves, she is Princess Chiyan again.
Not long after she left, a figure appeared in Hanyan Butcher Shop.
The figure was indescribably fat, and the surrounding snowflakes fell on it, just like falling on hot iron, dispersing into steam, but the figure calmed down slightly, and everything seemed normal again.
Song Yan turned around and looked at Princess Xi.
Princess Xi took a deep look at him, then handed over the two storage bags and said in a loud voice: "Master, one contains the nine bloods of dragon and elephant, which are all essence blood. The other contains a large amount of mysterious jade for your cultivation."< br>
Song Yan said: "You don't ask anything?"
Princess Xi said: "Ancestor Ning Xin specially warned me."
Song Yanqi asked: "Ancestor Ning Xin?"
Princess Xi said: "Ancestor Ning Xin is different from other ancestors. She has a special connection with the Yin and Yang Black Dragon. She can recognize people and things, know good and bad luck, and predict the future. Ancestor Ning Xin specifically said, let Don’t ask too many questions about anything.”
Song Yan took the two storage bags and said: "I understand."
Up until this moment, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan had been giving to him, so that he did not need to personally take risks to obtain resources. He completely escaped from the "Demon Monk's Search" and could practice quietly, which was a timely help. This gave him the idea to further bind the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
The ancient clan is all in the same boat. He has the blood of the Wuxiang ancient clan and is connected with the great karma of this clan, so he might as well get closer.
The word "Taoist Companion" burst out of his mind.
One of the main purposes of family gatherings fifty years later is to arrange Taoist companions for the younger generation.
Originally, he refused because he felt that "Tao couples" need to like each other.
But now, he feels that "Taoist couple" might not be "mutual benefit". If it is "mutual benefit", how much emotion does it require? This kind of marriage is about you using me and me using you, and only by reflecting mutual value can it be strong. As for desire, are the Wuxiang Ancient Clan still afraid of not being able to find a woman?
Since this arrangement can further his relationship with the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and allow the Wuxiang Ancient Clan to completely become his shield, why not do it?
On the other hand, he has received many benefits from others. He is short-handed when taking others, and short-mouthed when eating others.
Song Yan weighed the two storage bags and suddenly said: "Aunt Xi, please tell the clan leader that the fire in the Snow Kingdom is used for sacrifice, and the target of the sacrifice is who knows which monster. It is not for cultivation. They have been quite... lately. It’s so rampant that it has penetrated even where I live.”
Princess Xi has already seen a miracle in this man. Combined with the attitudes of Ancestor Ning Xin, Yin Yang Xuanlong, and what this man is doing now, she has some speculations in her heart, but she doesn't care about those speculations, so .In response to the master's reminder at this time, she also nodded seriously and said: "I will tell you."
After Princess Xi left, Song Yan sat cross-legged and took out the "Nine Bloods of Dragon and Elephant" respectively.
After a slight hesitation, he raised his hand and touched the first and most important bottle of blood essence - Emperor Shibaxiang's blood essence.
Emperor Shiba Xiang is one of the top demon clans of the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan.
After Song Yan became a member of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, he also had a preliminary understanding of this continent.
In short: excluding scattered small countries like Kuching and Dachu, there are nine ancient tribes and seven alliances.
Among them, the "Seven Alliances" refer to the seven "racial settlements" of the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan.
The former king-killing tiger, multi-tailed fox, and corpse-eating wolf belonged to a "racial settlement". This settlement now belongs to the "Pilan Double-Headed Insect Clan", so the Eight Alliances have become the Seven Alliances.
But not every ethnic settlement has three tribes, some even have four or five tribes.
Being able to become the top demon clan among these many races shows how powerful this Emperor Shiba Xiang is.
In addition to Emperor Shiba Xiang, the other top demon clans are: Willow Snake, Pilan's two-headed arrogant insect, and the former King of Demons and Tigers.
Each of these four demon clans has its own characteristics.
At this time, Song Yan stared at the essence and blood of "Emperor Shi Baxiang", thought for a moment, took out the mysterious jade, and began to digest the "Xuanjian Sutra" silently in his mind.
In 30 years, the first blood has completely merged.
In 241, the remaining eight bloods have also been fused.
The new Jiugong blood emerged in Song Yan's body, feeding back its power crazily, continuing to forge his already extremely hard body, as if it was being forged in a new way.
Fine steel is produced through hundreds of refinements, but Song Yan's was completely refined again and again.
Wait until the moment when the nine bloods are completely integrated.
Song Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief, and Hanyan Town was suddenly greeted by a strong wind.
Song Yan glanced at the panel.
【Song Yan】
[Realm: Late Period of Ancient Jianggong]
His state had not changed, but he felt that his body was stronger than ever before.
Song Yan thought about it for a moment, and felt that if he faced Zhang Han again, even if he didn't use the power of his soul, his body alone would be able to ignore Zhang Han's thought attacks, walk directly in front of him, and remove him from Xuan Xin. Grab it and throw it away at will.
Similarly, if he is promoted to Zifu, then the attack power of his Zifu thoughts will become extremely terrifying. He doesn't know whether he is directly invincible at the same level, but he will definitely be among the top ones.
Suddenly, he felt that his flesh and blood began to squirm strangely, as if it was entering a state of reorganization.
With a thought, he changed his body and transformed his original appearance back into the real Song Yan.
Now, the body, blood, and soul have returned to their original appearance.
He sensed it carefully and discovered that the "Nine Palace Blood" method of forging the body was actually much easier than the purely powerful body shaping method, but it was also much weaker.
Jiugongxue only needs to look for blood outside, but the comprehension required for powerful spells is terrifying.
Song Yan simply couldn't imagine why the ancient monks created such a difficult-to-understand spell.
Could it be said that every ancient monk is a super genius with extraordinary understanding?
For spells that are difficult for monks now, at that time they were only considered normal?
Yes.
How is this possible?
He suddenly thought: Because of this change, someone deliberately created a new method of "Nine Palace Blood" to reduce the difficulty; or maybe someone was worried that the ancient method was powerful and deliberately created a new method?
No one knows!
Song Yan stopped thinking wildly. After he finished doing this, he felt his body, and with a sudden thought, he took out the incomplete formation pattern of "Little Tiandao Text - Yin" from the storage space.
He already has a deep understanding of the game.
An idea that I had never thought of originally came to mind because of the extremely powerful body.
Suppose he carved this incomplete "little Tiandao text" on the palm of his hand.
What if we use our palms as the array plate and our five fingers as the array flag?
Just do it
After trying it through wisdom, after confirming the possibility.
Song stretched out his left palm, grabbed the formation pen and started carving it on his palm.
After many attempts, nine thousand two hundred and thirteen complex formations slowly sank into the palm of my hand, and an extremely mysterious feeling arose.
Song Yan stretched his left hand, held it twice, and suddenly injected profound energy.
This time, the snowflakes did not move, but the extremely thin profound energy in Hanyan Town and the surrounding area seemed to be affected by strong gravity, rushing towards him like crazy, turning into a vortex, surrounding him, making the place where he was The Xuan Qi in one place has changed from "thin Xuan Qi" to "normal Xuan Qi", but elsewhere it has changed from "thin Xuan Qi" to "no Xuan Qi".
If the body is slightly weaker, just one breath will break it into pieces.
However, Song Yan first underwent the "One Step to the Sky" exercise, and then received the "Dragon and Elephant Nine Bloods" exercise, which is known for his powerful physique. His body has become unimaginably strong.
Others would die if they did the same thing, but he wouldn't.
Feeling this power, Song Yan couldn't help but grin, revealing two rows of white teeth.
(End of chapter)