What surged into his consciousness made him feel that the answer he was looking for was at the other end of the tunnel! As long as he could keep walking like this.
The bad news is that there are countless souls like this, but the one he killed was the weakest among them; or in other words, this soul, like him, was just reborn, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to kill it easily.
Feeling his own strength, Hou Zi felt that he could take a few more steps forward? At least, how to find a way back?
So I continued to drift forward, and became increasingly familiar with this soul body in the process. Even if I was dissatisfied with it, I had no choice now.
Sure enough, he met the second wandering soul body before drifting far. This time, he had nothing to hesitate as he was already used to the rules. There was no possibility of talking about and communicating with these things. There was only one meaning for their existence, survival.
Or die.
But as soon as the two parties came into contact, he immediately found that he had been tricked; the energy of this second soul was almost the same as the first one. He thought that the stronger himself would kill it easily, but the fact was that he
Being crushed in all directions!
This soul's sword skills are extremely sharp, his figure turns smoothly, his vicious punches, and the light of his sword make him, a quasi-quasi-quanzhen disciple, completely unable to find Bei!
If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's long sword had the same energy that flickered on and off intermittently, he would have been killed by this man's sword long ago!
Even so, he did not persist for long. He continued to slash with one sword without success. Under the blow of the soul, Hou Zi completely lost his initiative. His body was penetrated by more than a dozen large holes. In the end, he could not hold on and became a sword.
It became a puff of smoke.
I was actually beaten by an incomplete and lonely soul?
This was Hou Zi's last consciousness. The next moment, he found himself back in the real world.
Still sitting in the small courtyard, the gathering of monks in the distance was still noisy, but the sound was extremely pleasant to my ears. I finally came back, but I didn't expect it to be in this way.
After careful inspection of the internal organs, I feel that this operation of the Dantian has gained a lot, but it is no longer sustainable; the Zifu whirlpool has disappeared, as if it had never appeared?
But Hou Zi knew that all this happened in reality and was not caused by hallucinations.
I lowered my head and meditated, trying to recall every bit of my life after becoming a soul body, but I couldn't find any specific solution, and I didn't know if this situation would happen again the next time I use the technique.
His feeling is that it will appear again!
He stood up, drew out his heavy sword, came to the courtyard, and began to practice sword skills; no matter whether this kind of vision would appear or not, a sharp sword skill would be the guarantee for his growth.
In reality, it can kill the enemy, but in reality, it can kill the soul. If you want to continue practicing smoothly, you must stand in the soul realm for longer!
A night without words...
On the second day, when the purple light loomed and the sky was about to brighten, it was the best time to have morning classes. Hou Zi took a deep breath and wondered whether yesterday's scene would happen again. Now was the time to verify.
Slowly operating the two dantians, Dragon and Tiger Hui Zheng and Shen Tong Yin Yuan, he is now able to do two things at once and control them freely; when the two dantians are operating to the maximum at the same time, the mysterious vertical eye appears again in the Zifu position.
.
It was as if I had slept soundly all night and now I opened my eyes.
Come on then!
Hou Zi knew that he could not refuse. As long as he persisted in running the exercises, he would definitely return to that mysterious soul realm. He had no ability to escape.
His mind changed, and sure enough, he was still in that passage, but he didn't see the soul with strong sword skills, which made him relieved; it's not that he has the ambition of others and destroys his own prestige, it's actually that the growth of sword skills takes time.
It requires practice and more experience, and this is not something that can be done quickly.
He doesn't know, if he is sent back instantly this time, how effective will the exercise be?
He still can't find out whether killing the soul will be good for his Qi induction. The preliminary judgment is that it doesn't matter, but it still needs to be confirmed.
Last time he floated forward, this time he looked forward. The way of action was the same, but the mood was completely different. Now he acted consciously and proactively.
I don’t know how long it will take me to find the truth about the soul realm. Isn’t it possible that I won’t find it until I die?
The first soul appeared, but it was still weak and weak. It should be that the souls born in this place are all new souls. This is good news. Otherwise, if a hundred-thousand-year-old soul appears, he will not even have a chance.
This time the killing was easier, because his soul was a little stronger than yesterday. The most important thing was that his confidence returned to him. If his mind was calm, his sword would be steady, and if his sword was steady, his moves would be ruthless.
The battle began to become enjoyable. He himself admitted that he was a person who liked killing, and this kind of battle made him a little bit happy.
But the good mood came to an end after killing three souls, because the soul with powerful sword skills appeared again.
He can't run, and he doesn't want to run. He has to get through this level by himself! There will be too many such powerful souls in the future. If he moves forward, he won't be able to escape any of them.
He decided to charge forward, but courage did not represent strength, and the soul could not be frightened; the battle was still one-sided, and he was hit in the body again and again while swinging his sword in vain, but these could not stop him from fighting back.
Life for life.
He held on to the sword a few more times than last time, that's all.
The red sun was shining brightly, and Hou Zi walked out of the courtyard freshly washed. He felt that he needed to come out for some air; he could endure the loneliness of practicing alone in the courtyard, but if he stayed in the soul realm for too long,
My mood was really depressing, as if everything I looked at was filled with blood and ghosts.
He needs to change the environment and relax himself; breathe fresh air, look at the blooming flowers and plants, and listen to the chirping of birds and animals.
The most important thing is that seeing strange and vivid human beings can also touch his heart.
Walking on the grass path, he felt a lot more cheerful. He was a little curious about how those monks who practiced turning bones into blood soothed their moods? Or did they let their moods sink and become real demons?
From a distance, a curling figure approached. Xiao Qiang walked up to him carrying a red lacquer food and blue,
"I made some pear blossom paste, a little too much... Thank you for changing houses with me. My cousin didn't let me say it yesterday. In fact, I like this bamboo forest very much, but I don't like those people who drink every day..."
Hou Zi nodded in understanding and took the food blue generously, "It doesn't matter, I don't care, you don't have to take it to heart."
Xiao Qiang smiled slightly and drifted away; this was an attitude, an expression of gratitude, not just wanting to get to know him as a close friend; such a beautiful woman was of noble birth, and there was no shortage of people around her to protect her flowers.
It's just that her cousin Dugulan's approach to dealing with things is different, but in fact, she has the same pride in her heart; with Hou Ziyue's countless insights, he would rather deal with someone like Dugulan than have a relationship with a woman like Xiao Qiang.
At the very least, Dugulan's appeal was shown on his face, but this one kept it in his heart.
For some reason, what appeared in his mind was the figure of another woman, looking as graceful as a flying fairy on the banks of the Yaoshui River.
Take a deep breath, no matter what, the beauty in the world can never be replaced!
Exactly,
The mist rises deeply in the courtyard, and I recite the incantation and meditate on the three flowers. I heard that there is a fairy path in Quanzhen, when will the blue bird send cinnabar.
