Chapter 23 A single thought produces mana
A golden spiritual light burst out from the depths of Yang Huai's eyebrows, protecting his soul.
That is the Zhoutian spiritual light body protection spell.
But the endless disgusting smell still poured in from the pores and even the limbs, oppressing Yang Huai's shoulders, and the three blood fires above his head flickered like candlelight.
No evil spirit or evil spirit can be as ferocious as this black tiger.
Yang Huai's murderous thoughts suddenly arose in the depths of Yang Huai's eyebrows, and two white lights shot out from his eyes, instantly targeting the charging black tiger. The white light flashed, and the black tiger hissed in pain.
The red-robed Taoist figure appeared behind him. He looked at the white light shining from Yang Huai's eyes, and his eyes moved slightly.
"It seems to be the Feng family's soul-fixing and soul-slaying technique, but it is not within the threshold, and it has the intention to kill!"
"This is not enough!"
He was staring at this scene intently.
After hissing in pain, the black tiger demon with deep resentment turned into an evil wind and poured into the depths of Yang Huai's brow.
Countless disturbing thoughts suddenly poured into Yang Huai's soul from the depths of the sea of consciousness. Fortunately, at this time, the spiritual light spell deep in his soul protected his soul and did not let the countless distracting thoughts pour into his soul and disturb his mind.
But that evil intention and huge oppression also put great pressure on him.
"What to do?"
Yang Huai was thinking about lightning and felt a little inexplicably flustered. He had never experienced such a weird, terrifying and ferocious fight.
"No, Qian Longzi Shang really said that the sea of consciousness and even the core of the monks can be used to visualize all kinds of incredible powers, connect the spirituality of heaven and earth, and enhance the power of the soul. In this case, can we fight with this?!"
As he thought, he saw the black tiger's sharp claws coming from the sky. The dry sun golden light talisman from the depths of his consciousness sea instantly took shape and merged with his soul. In an instant, Yang Huai felt that he was merging with the golden spirit of heaven and earth, and the power of the Yang spirit. It crossed a thin film, attracting an extremely astonishing spirituality of heaven and earth, and at the same time transformed into the form of a golden spirit. A golden giant ax illuminated the sea of consciousness, and streams of innate essence surged out from the depths of Niwan Palace. Consistent with it.
Boom! !
The power of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang was like cutting through the void, fiercely bombarding the black evil tiger that rushed in.
"Kill!"
The corners of Yang Huai's eyes almost burst.
"Roar!"
In an instant, they saw that the black tiger's claws were cut off in an instant, but it was full of evil thoughts and still turned into black wind and opened its mouth to devour it. What greeted it was several giant ax blows, killing it before it was known. Deep in the sea.
At the same time, Yang Huai opened his eyes, with layers of cold sweat dripping from the depths of his brows.
And the qi and blood all over his body began to vibrate violently along with Zhou Tian's mental technique. Layers of qi and blood oscillated regularly from his body, and countless black auras were repelled and refined from his pores.
But Yang Huai also discovered that with the help of the impact of the black tiger demon, his natal Qianyang golden light talisman had merged with his soul and even the essence of his whole body. As Wan Gong slowly descended all over his body, Yang Huai could sense that with a single thought, he could summon the power of the golden spirit, yang spirit, and clear spirit of heaven and earth to blend into his body and nourish his whole body.
Although it is weak, it is mysterious and mysterious.
This is mana!
Yang Huai's eyes widened, and at the same time, the Qianyang Golden Light Talisman deep in his consciousness sea disappeared completely.
It didn't disappear, but integrated into the depths of his soul. However, he saw layers of golden light growing deep in his soul, becoming extremely masculine and blazing.
Of course, it's just the outer layer of masculinity.
He is still far away from the pure yang of the Shangshen's refined yin scum and soul.
Yang Huai was excited just to be able to refine the talisman in one step. This at least saved him ten and a half days of practice time. After refining the talisman, he could finally learn Taoism.
Yang Huai also saw the indifferent-looking red-robed Taoist beside him, and he held his hands in front of him.
"Thank you, uncle, for your cultivation!"
At this time, Yang Huai had also realized that if the other party really had bad intentions towards him, he would not just indulge such an ordinary demon soul to harm him, he would definitely be cruel.
But he still couldn't bear this method.
Is this how wild Taoists express their enthusiasm?
He groaned secretly in his mind.
The red-robed Taoist snorted coldly.
"What a waste of all my qualifications. How can the spiritual power of heaven and earth be used in this way? Is the power of the golden spirit really only the most powerful and the most yang?"
Yang Huai cursed in his heart. He had only been practicing for a few days. If he hadn't been clever, he might have been in such a miserable state right now. But for a moment, Yang Huai's heart moved and he quickly cupped his hands and said. "Please ask Uncle Yan to teach me?"
The red-robed Taoist glanced at Yang Huai and said calmly.
"The impact of resentment like Black Tiger is normal in the Slaughter Hall. You do need a special secret technique to nourish the mind and calm the soul to gain a foothold, but you don't need me to teach you. The scroll given to you by Brother Hou Feng There is a secret-suppressing technique specially practiced in the Slaughter Hall. As long as you can successfully practice it, it is not difficult to deal with ordinary situations. If you can succeed, the monsters in the Slaughter Hall will not be able to plot against you!”
"Yes!"
Yang Huai immediately agreed.
The red-robed Taoist said again.
"You can continue to look at other places in the Slaughter Hall, but I don't recommend that you go near those animal pens now!"
Yang Huai's face changed slightly when he heard this. He glanced at the iron bars outside the Slaughter Hall that were sealed with countless golden talismans. There was a faint sense of black energy lingering inside, which was comparable to the sense of endless evil brought about by the First Forbidden City.
"This slaughterhouse is so dangerous?"
He took a deep breath, feeling like he was walking on thin ice.
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He immediately turned around and left, and began to explore the empty, yet deep and strange Slaughter Hall.
When Yang Huai left the main hall and entered the side hall, Taoist Hou Feng's figure appeared in the main hall, and he looked at Taoist Yan with some surprise.
"Brother!"
Seeing Taoist Hou Feng coming, Taoist Yan's wanton demeanor suddenly calmed down slightly.
Taoist Hou Feng had already seen what happened just now and shook his head.
"It seems that Senior Sister Yugong is planning to make a mistake!"
Taoist Yan glanced at the empty, ghostly slaughtering hall and sighed slightly.
"All senior brothers are cultivating Qing Ling Qi. They are afraid that this killing will disturb their pure cultivation, so they are all unwilling to take over this temple. Naturally, the poor Taoist can only think of a solution on his own!"
"Senior Sister Jade Palace wants to replace the only inner door of my slaughterhouse with only a Bodhi Spiritual Body Diagram. She still underestimates the poor!"
Taoist Hou Feng glanced at him, but heard Taoist Yan sigh.
"No matter what, I have to add another white jade bodhi seed!"
"Or maybe the second-level Aoki Bodhiko. After all, she is a woman, so how can she achieve great things by scratching her head!"
"..."
Taoist Hou Feng was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. This was the Taoist Yan he knew.
He doesn't care about inheritance. After he leaves, it doesn't matter whether he inherits it or not, as long as the benefits are enough.
……
After walking around the Slaughter Hall and seeing many terrifying weapons, Yang Huai returned to the monastery.
Then he took out the animal skin roll given to him by Taoist Hou Feng.
The Slaughter Hall is so dangerous, and now he can only rely on this secret book to help his future. He doesn't want to die inexplicably in the Slaughter Hall.
If he died like this, not only would he not be able to obtain the innate sword bone destiny, but according to the information given by the bronze mirror, his own soul would be damaged, his foundation would be greatly damaged, and he would even be unable to use the bronze mirror in the future. This was something he could not accept. price.
So he can fail the mission, but he can never die.
Yang Huai's eyes were calm. In fact, he didn't find it difficult, but the unknowns made him feel an unprecedented excitement in his heart.
His eyes finally fell on the animal skin in his hand.
This animal skin scroll records many taboo things in the Slaughter Hall, as well as many monsters and exotic beast types that are often slaughtered, but what Yang Huai values the most is the mystery-suppressing technique recorded on the back of the scroll.
"Visualization of Sui Ren's Spiritual Appearance!"
(End of chapter)