After about ten days, Xi Beifeng's enthusiasm subsided. After eating, drinking and having fun, he gradually lost interest and started to make noises about leaving Hangzhou, thinking of going to Kaifeng.
Qin Xiaotian refused flatly. He didn't like the bustling city, but liked to practice quietly.
In recent days, he worked hard to practice the skills given by Beifeng, and was amazed in his heart. His soul transformed from invisible and colorless to a faint white color. It gradually became stronger in the circulation of the fairy spirit, and the soul of Qingmu also merged into his soul.
, so much so that he temporarily stopped even his routine cultivation of immortality, and went all out to train his soul.
On this day, Qin Xiaotian had reached a critical point in training his soul and hid in a room for seclusion. The room was protected by a formation so that no one could enter.
The soul is floating outside the body, circling around the body. At the beginning, whenever there is any movement in the room, as the soul rotates rapidly, a gust of wind blows up, and a wisp of white light suddenly appears in the air. Slowly, the soul gradually condenses, forming a faint
figure. This is Qin Xiaotian's limit.
Scattering the condensed human form, the soul returns to the body, adjusts and flies out again, repeating the cycle to strengthen the soul. He gradually realized that the soul must rely on the body to become stronger. Once the body is damaged, the soul will also
It is inevitable to become weak, so a tempered soul is very important.
By practicing Xi Beifeng's technique, Qin Xiaotian understood its benefits. If the first step of the practice is successful, the soul will not weaken after leaving the body. This step he achieved quickly because he obtained the Soul of Qingmu. The second step is to grow strong.
Your own soul. The third step is that after the soul leaves the body, it can continue to be tempered and become stronger, and can even be directly condensed into a human being.
This is a rather evil ancient cultivation method. The ancient immortal who designed this cultivation method must be very powerful. It is an effective way to avoid the failure of the immortal calamity. But if the soul is too powerful, it will inevitably seize the body and devour the souls of others.
This is very hateful behavior.
Qin Xiaotian is still unclear about these situations, because this is the world of Tianyan, and he knows that he will have to go back sooner or later, and the only thing that can go back is his soul. After getting this skill, he is like getting a priceless treasure, and he can't wait to start practicing.
Your own cultivation is about to invite an immortal calamity. With the power of the soul, you are not afraid of the immortal calamity. Even if the body dies, the soul can possess the body and regenerate, but you just have to practice again.
Xi Beifeng was extremely bored and wanted to play in the city. Qin Xiaotian repeatedly asked him not to go out alone. In desperation, he found Zhang Hou.
When Zhang Hou fell in love with Xi Beifeng, he would give him whatever he wanted. Unless he couldn't do it, he would never let Xi Beifeng suffer any injustice. When he heard that he wanted to go to the city to play, he immediately found five or six people.
The banker prepared two sedan chairs carried by two people, and asked people to bring a large amount of copper coins and silver coins, and a group of people played together.
Qin Xiaotian didn't know that Xi Beifeng had left the village, but he was still practicing in the room.
The soul is constantly hovering outside the body, then condenses into a human form, disperses, and then returns to the body again.
Each time it is condensed, the human form becomes clearer. After countless repetitions, when the condensed image is almost the same as the real person, the human form becomes blurry.
This is a threshold, and as long as you cross it, your soul power will rise to a higher level.
Qin Xiaotian felt very excited. To be precise, his soul was very excited. The feeling of becoming stronger little by little was very strong. The intoxication of the soul was more addictive than cultivating immortals. The so-called pleasure of the soul came from this.
The soul returned to the body again and gradually diffused into every part of the body. Qin Xiaotian was surprised to find that his cultivation level had improved a lot without knowing it.
He checked it carefully, his heart trembled slightly, and he sighed secretly: "When my cultivation level is low, I want to improve quickly. When my cultivation level is high, I am afraid. Alas, I am one step closer to the immortal calamity. I didn't expect that cultivating the soul will also improve."
Cultivation."
When he walked out of the room, he saw the manor's manager running around in the yard. When he saw Qin Xiaotian, he hurried over as if he had seen a savior.
Qin Xiaotian's heart skipped a beat and he said in a deep voice, "What happened?"
The steward said loudly: "Sir, it's not good. The young master was taken away... The eldest master was seriously injured! He was just carried back!"
"Where is it? Where is your master?"
"In the front hall!" The manager stared dumbfoundedly as Qin Xiaotian disappeared into the air, his legs softened and he sat on the ground, muttering in his mind: "Monster!"
The front hall was close to the gate of the manor. As soon as Qin Xiaotian appeared, he heard a cry.
Several of Zhang Hou's concubines were holding the corpse and crying bitterly. Although the cries were loud, there was not much sadness in them. They were like singing a ditty, which made people feel very strange. About a dozen Zhuangke disciples also showed sad expressions, and Qin Xiaotian could see it at a glance.
Most of them are for others to see.
"Disperse!" Qin Xiaotian spread his hands, and everyone was pushed aside by an invisible force. They all looked at him in horror, forgetting to cry.
Although Qin Xiaotian's face is calm, his heart is full of anger. His character is not to take the initiative to provoke others, and he will never be lenient to those who don't have the eyes to anger him. This has been his temper since he was a child. Now he has a high level of cultivation and ability.
It was very different from before. The reason why he was still calm was because he was sure to handle all this.
First he released a spirit tactic to imprison Zhang Hou's soul that was about to dissipate, and then flew out seven jade talismans and landed around Zhang Hou. Seven green rays of light flashed alternately and quickly disappeared into Zhang Hou's body. After a moment, Zhang Hou
His body moved for a moment, then became stiff again.
Qin Xiaotian frowned slightly, knowing in his heart that Zhang Hou's life was decided. No matter how hard he fought, he could not save him because his body was too weak. If Zhang Hou was a young or middle-aged man, there would be hope of saving him, but it is a pity that he is young.
If you are too old, even if you have magical powers, it will be useless.
Qin Xiaotian searched for the spells in his mind that were related to saving people. Unfortunately, although there were many spells, very few of them could be used on mortals.
He stood blankly in front of Zhang Hou's body, thinking nervously. The time left for him was limited. If he couldn't find a way as soon as possible, Zhang Hou would be completely finished.
"You all get out! Hurry!"
Everyone was frightened by Qin Xiaotian and ran outside in panic.
After thinking calmly for a moment, Qin Xiaotian suddenly remembered the soul cultivation technique. Zhang Hou was dead, but his soul was still there. He didn't know if he could restrain it.
Soon, he found a related spell. He didn't know if it was applicable, but he couldn't find a better spell. He gritted his teeth and prepared to use it on Zhang Hou.
First, prepare some Yan Soul Water. Use Blue Grass and Yin Stone, refine it and neutralize it with Yin Evil Water condensed by Yin Evil Qi. This is the required Yan Soul Water, which can capture the soul that is about to dissipate.
He has all three of these materials. Yinsha Shui collected a lot of them in the Xiangyang Gorge, Biluocao also came from the vicinity of the Xiangyang Gorge, and the Yinshi was obtained from Xi Beifeng.
Qin Xiaotian moved quickly, and quickly refined a drop of smoke soul water, raised his hand and shot it into Zhang Hou's body. He fired a spiritual secret and released the confinement just now.
Zhang Hou's soul was immediately sucked into the smoke soul water when it encountered it, and a wisp of light and black smoke floated slowly and strangely from his body. Qin Xiaotian used a small restraint and shouted softly: "Condensation!"
A dark figure gradually appeared, and finally condensed into the image of Zhang Hou.
Qin Xiaotian asked: "Monkey, what happened? Who killed you?"
The black shadow kept trembling. Qin Xiaotian suddenly realized that this was the state of his soul, which was forcibly captured by the smoke soul water, so he could not understand the situation through dialogue.
Qin Xiaotian casually arranged a defensive formation, sat down cross-legged, and his soul immediately floated out.
The soul cannot speak, but the fluctuations of one soul can be accepted by another soul.
Zhang Hou was very afraid of Qin Xiaotian's soul, and there was a sharp fluctuation: "Don't come closer... you... are too powerful..."
Qin Xiaotian's soul drifted back, knowing in his heart that a strong soul can devour a weak one: "Monkey, what's going on?"
"Woo, Xiaotian, I was beaten... Huh? What am I..." Only now did he realize something was wrong: "My body... ah?"
When he found the body lying on the wooden board, he was so horrified that he didn't know what to do, and his soul began to tremble rapidly.
Qin Xiaotian's soul shook for a moment, and a ripple flew out and hit Zhang Hou's soul, causing him to drift backwards. After a while, he gradually calmed down and said, "Am I dead?" Then he woke up and said, "Oh my God, I am.
He’s dead…Xiaotian, save me!”
Qin Xiaotian felt a little sad and helpless. Mortal life is too fragile, and he was also very afraid of death: "Brother, I won't let you go... It's too late. I... can only keep your soul temporarily. I'm sorry."
Zhang Hou's soul wandered back and forth in despair. Qin Xiaotian waited quietly, knowing that there was nothing he could do to persuade him at this time.
After about ten minutes, he stopped: "Xiaotian, avenge me! I want that man to die! Haha, I want to go to hell to find him!"
His soul fluctuated violently and seemed a little crazy. He was once a bandit in the green forest and had a strong desire for revenge. After knowing that he could not survive, he immediately put revenge first.
Even if Zhang Hou didn't talk about revenge, Qin Xiaotian would not let go of the person who killed him: "Who is that person? Was Xi Beifeng captured by him?"
"It was the Taoist priest I met in the teahouse last time... He grabbed Xiaofeng and knocked down a few dealers. I stepped forward to stop him, but he... damn, he hit me in the chest with something...
"
Zhang Hou's soul is getting weaker and weaker, and the smoke soul water is gradually exhausted.
"If you have any unfulfilled wishes...leave them to me!" Qin Xiaotian's face was ashen and he was extremely angry.
Zhang Hou's soul did not dare to drift around. He found that the more excited he was, the faster his soul dissipated: "Oh, there is no unfulfilled wish, my only wish... Xiaotian, you can't help me... Forget it, as for the manor
And the shops and restaurants in the city... Damn it, I have no children anyway, so they can just mess around..."
"Xiantian, I really regret not leaving with you back then. If only I could live forever like you... that would be great..."
The soul fluctuations once became violent: "It's a pity those elixirs you gave me. If I could keep a son and a half, I would be willing to die...Xiaotian, I like this child Xiaofeng very much. You must save him."
...Old friend... I... Goodbye... Alas, I will never see you again... I... will not accept it..."
As the fluctuations became weaker and weaker, Zhang Hou's soul was like a rising wisp of black smoke, swaying and dissipating in the air.
Qin Xiaotian said in a deep voice: "People from outside come in! Make arrangements for your master's funeral!"
When everyone came in, Qin Xiaotian said: "Remember this! The master's funeral arrangements must be arranged. If anyone dares to fish in troubled waters and mess around... Huh, don't blame me for being rude!"
He lightly slapped his palm on the table of the Eight Immortals, making a "pop" sound, turned around and left the front hall, and flew directly into the air without fear of shocking the world.
"Crash!", the Eight Immortals table shattered into sawdust on the ground. Everyone was dumbfounded, and Zhang Hou's concubines immediately threw themselves to the ground and burst into tears. They were frightened by Qin Xiaotian's methods. (To be continued)