Chapter 832: The hidden dangers of the incarnation technique
The rewards received by the Greystone tribesmen who cultivated the Stonewood were so low. It can be seen that in the past, in the hands of the Black Spirit Master, these small tribes were almost equivalent to slaves.
He was counting the time to collect the land rent and plundered most of the rice, leaving only an extremely pitiful amount for the Graystone tribesmen.
The attitude of the Greystone Tribe is also worth pondering. They obviously only fear Fade or Wuling Master and have no loyalty at all. When Liu Qinghuan was the master, they accepted the situation and had no intention of resisting at all. Of course.
, and there is also no loyalty.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but remain silent. In the end, she just waved her hand and said nothing.
Kang happily ran back to the tribe. After a while, a group of little monsters less than three feet tall rushed into the field of ash.
Leaving the outside matters to Fubao, he entered the Songxi Cave Heavenly Map and planted a few ash trees in the spiritual field.
The rich green wood energy turned into spiritual rain and poured down, and the stone wood began to rise at a speed visible to the naked eye. The stone shell made a rattling sound and slowly acquired a wooden texture.
Liu Qinghuan showed a satisfied smile, and when she turned around, she suddenly remembered that Taiyi Shuanglinggu was lost in that battle five years ago, and she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
When Yunmengze's space was shattered, he was controlled by the bird and had no time to take it back. He could only watch it being swept away by the space storm without a trace.
After Taiyi Frost Linggu grows up, the original plant will wither, and without a second seed in his hand, it is impossible to plant a second frost sword that can shatter the void.
What happened this time is also a lesson. In the Yunyun Three Thousand Realms, the cultivation of gods is really nothing, and you can't even protect yourself when facing high-level monks.
At this time, the incarnation came over and asked: "What happened? Why haven't you been in the picture for so long?"
Liu Qinghuan didn't speak. He exchanged recent experiences in a few breaths, and then said: "Now that the elixirs that should be refined are almost finished, it would be a waste to keep your body in the picture."
The incarnation nodded and said: "The power of this dharma body is really beyond our original expectations. It is really a waste to just use it to deal with chores. But you want me to explore this unfamiliar interface?"
Liu Qinghuan showed hesitation and said: "Of course I want to go out to investigate, but I don't worry about letting the two babies be separated by a long distance for a long time, because the longer the time, the difference between the two will become bigger and bigger, until they completely become
Two different individuals."
He mused: "And judging from the situation in the last retreat, if the two infants practice alone, although they can exchange cultivation levels when they merge into one later, there is still a gap between them. The small stage is okay, if it crosses a large
What about the level? The imbalance between the two babies may be greatly stretched."
Last time he rushed to the middle stage of transformation, and when he merged his memory with his incarnation after coming out of seclusion, he discovered that the main body's Nascent Soul was slightly larger than the incarnation's.
It has to be said that the "Infant Transformation Technique" was born out of the "Nine Heavens Dividing Spirit Technique". Although it has exceeded the scope of ordinary clones, it still has many flaws.
The most difficult thing to solve is the growing difference between the two independent Nascent Souls.
Moreover, although the incarnation can make alchemy, it is because of all Liu Qinghuan's alchemy experience, but his body condensed with nameless bones is not the Aoki Holy Body. Even if he stays in the Songxi Cave Heaven Map, he can only take care of the medicine field.
, but cannot nourish the elixir with the Qi of green wood.
These unexpected situations were something Liu Qinghuan had not thought of before refining the incarnation. They were related to his own conditions and cultivation status, and were actually very different from ordinary people.
"After all, it is not a true art of incarnation outside the body, and problems arise one after another."
Liu Qinghuan sighed, took out a wooden box from his arms, and opened it.
A dark demonic baby with eyes closed, lying upright among the velvet, with several sealing talismans affixed to its body.
This demonic baby was owned by a demon cultivator who came to attack him when he was attending the Zhoutian Fair at Taiqing Gate in Wanhu Realm. He was captured and kept sealed in a wooden box.
The Avatar came over to take a look and immediately understood his plan: "Are you going to refine this demon baby?"
Liu Qinghuan's expression was uncertain, and he saw the demon baby suddenly opened his eyes, opened his little mouth, and a black needle suddenly stabbed him!
He had been on guard for a long time. He stretched out his hand and clamped the black needle firmly between his two fingers, and then flicked it with a whip of consciousness!
"ah!"
Suddenly, the entire secret room rang out with shrill screams.
The demon infant's eyes are about to burst, the sealing talisman on its body spontaneously ignites, and the black demonic energy rises higher and higher.
However, the demon infant's struggle did not create any disturbance. It was forcibly dispersed by the consciousness whip in a few strokes, and lay dying in the wooden box, unable to move again.
The screams continued for a while and finally became too low to be heard.
Liu Qinghuan threw out a few more sealing talismans and wrapped the demon baby into a rice dumpling: "It is not easy to forcibly erase the spiritual consciousness of a god-transformation monk without causing the baby's body to collapse... This matter needs to be figured out slowly.
In other words, wearing down the opponent’s will bit by bit.”
The Yuan Ying and the divine soul of the monk who transforms into a god have been integrated into one body. They are very strong and cannot be conquered overnight.
He closed the wooden box with a "snap" and said to the incarnation: "My injury will still take some time to recover. I don't feel comfortable leaving the investigation to Fu Bao. I can only rely on you for the time being. However, every time
You have to come back once in a while, and don’t get involved in dangerous things outside."
The avatar stood up: "Yeah, I understand."
After sending the avatar away, Liu Qinghuan closed the formation and began to meditate to heal his wounds.
The incarnation has been stuck in the picture for these years with nothing to do, and has made a lot of messy elixirs, which are almost filling the warehouse. With the help of elixirs, Liu Qinghuan's injury has improved much faster.
During this period, he tried to absorb a few stone wood crystals handed over by the Greystone tribe. However, the power contained in these wood crystals was too weak and had little practical effect on a monk of his level.
It seems that the only way to wait for the ash trees in the medicine field to grow is to grow. After being continuously watered by the green wood energy, one of the shank trees finally exceeded the age of a hundred years and branched out into many branches.
Liu Qinghuan had also been waiting for the Wuling Master to come to his door, but the other party made no move. Instead, someone else got there first and came looking for trouble.
On this day, a sudden loud noise broke the tranquility of this remote place, and the Graystone people who were working in the fields were frightened and hid in their caves.
Liu Qinghuan walked out and saw thick fog rolling in the sky, and deafening thunder kept coming from outside the Bagua Mystic Lock Formation.
Fu Bao rushed over: "Master, someone is attacking the formation!"
Liu Qinghuan manipulated the array a few times. The fog parted, and he saw a half-naked man waving his fist outside the array.
Punch after punch, each punch was as powerful as a mountain, causing the entire formation to shake violently, and the light aroused was as bright as fireworks.
Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes: "Is this the force master?"