Chapter 1197 The doubts of the eldest grandson Jiangxue
Qin Guangwang Palace is very big. When you walk into the main hall from the stone bridge, and then to the inner hall, it already covers a huge area in the hinterland of this mountain. As you go deeper, everyone realizes that Qin Guangwang Palace is actually hollowed out.
It is made from the entire mountain. This place is thousands of meters deep from the real ground, that is, the top of the mountain. If you don't search all the way down, basically no one will find it.
It is said that the soul tribe likes to live in the abyss of the earth, and it is indeed true, because the closer to the underground, the richer the yin energy is, and the more conducive it is to cultivation.
Along the way, although everyone was on tenterhooks, they were also shocked by the depth, breadth, and grandness of King Qin Guang's palace. If it were not for the dangers, these people would probably have visited in depth before giving up.
But at the moment, it is obvious that not many people are in such a mood that they are not afraid of boiling water.
The Qin Guangwang Palace is divided into thirty-six halls and eighty-seven corridors. The underground palace is complex and changeable, like a huge maze.
Under the leadership of Qiu Yinshu, everyone walked through the temple, and finally walked out from a small path in the back hall to the hinterland of the mountain, and then came to a rocky slope on the mountainside.
Appearing from the underground palace, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Qin Guang Prince Palace was luxuriously decorated, it was not as good as the air outside. Especially the bottom of the Sanming Abyss itself was full of gloomy winds, and the inside of the Qin Guang Prince Palace was even more gloomy.
The air is running rampant, but in comparison, the outside is a bit fresher and more pleasant.
However, when they reached the rocky slope, everyone's mood only improved for a short while before they were shocked by the dense bush at the foot of the hillside.
It was a forest that was not too big, and was full of locust trees with snarling fangs and claws. Although it was not as tall as the two locust trees at the entrance of King Qin Guang's palace, there were hundreds or thousands of locust trees gathered together, making it even more beautiful.
Like countless skeleton hands reaching out of the soil...
The evil wind echoed, wild ghosts howled, and the cold wind passed through the gaps between the crowns, making a whimpering and creepy sound...
The hairs of everyone listening stood on end...
At first glance, among the dense locust trees, there are some traces of villages, small thatched cottages, dilapidated houses, neglected carriages, low buildings made of broken boards and adobes, and long white
Mantle... No matter how you look at it, Bufeng Village is a lost village from a distance to a near view...
There is a faint smell of moss and moisture in the air. Although it is not strong, it can be smelled clearly.
In fact, Bufeng Village is no different from ordinary villages, but what makes people vigilant is that a huge black cloud gathers for no reason in the sky above that village.
This black cloud hovers at the top of the canopy, messy but not scattered, sometimes gathering and sometimes loosening, like a giant elastic black marshmallow.
Black threads and white gas steamed up from the ground like clouds and floated into the air. This scene was extraordinary, but it filled people with an unspeakable sense of oppression.
Especially when those unknown black strands and white air penetrate into the black clouds, the twisted grimaces will show their fierce and ferocious faces from time to time, which makes everyone feel as cold as the bottom of the valley.
Standing on the hillside, Qiu Yinshu did not continue to move forward. Instead, he called Ling Xi and asked everyone to wait. Then he gave a few instructions and everyone saw Ling Xi leave. After about half a stick of incense, Ling Xi
A large number of men in black were driven out from the palace of King Qin Guang.
These men in black filed out one by one with a very long rope connected end to end like they were chasing corpses in Xiangxi. They walked for half an hour before they all came out. When everyone counted carefully, they were horrified to find that there were actually three hundred people.
Multiple people.
Everyone looked confused and asked: "Palace Master Qiu, what are you doing?"
Qiu Yinshu did not answer, but waved his hand at Ling Xi. Ling Xi took out a black whip and whipped one of the men in black, making a crisp sound, and then muttered something unknown in his mouth.
Following that, three hundred men in black walked slowly towards Bu Feng Village at the foot of the mountain.
At this time, Qiu Yinshu clarified everyone's doubts: "There are countless evil ghosts in Bufeng Village. We alone will be greatly hindered. I will send these three hundred ownerless soul puppets down first. I can attract some of them."
The sight of the evil ghost can help us find a way out."
Everyone's expressions were distorted. These were three hundred soul puppets. It would be nothing if they were treated as puppets alone. However, everyone knew that they were all practitioners of the Great World of Hongtu during their lifetime. Qiu Yinshu made three hundred soul puppets.
, I must have had my hands stained with blood a lot in the past.
Seeing that everyone was showing signs of nausea, Qiu Yinshu chuckled and said indifferently: "I know that everyone has many misunderstandings about our clan, but that's how the Soul clan is. These Soul puppets are all fellow sects who have mistakenly entered the Sanming Bridge.
Before Qiu took action, he had already lost his soul and consciousness, I just don’t want to waste it.”
Everyone laughed and didn't say anything, but basically they didn't agree with Qiu Yinshu's explanation.
When a person dies, it's like a lamp goes out. How can he not be cruel if he takes out the body and refines it into a soul puppet, and then goes to fight for everyone? Is this not a waste?
It's just high-sounding.
Although he doesn't agree with Qiu Yinshu's statement, at this juncture, no one is willing to defend Qiu Yinshu in terms of morality and humanity, let alone Feng Jueyu, because there are still four souls standing behind him.
Puppet, even though one of his friends acted like this out of desperation, there is no difference in meaning at all.
"Xuanzhong, if I let Huang Tianjue and Ah Da Ah Er Ah San go down, will something happen?"
Xuanzhong has a unique ability to perceive the original spirituality. Feng Jueyu still believes in him. After all, the weight of yin energy here is a hundred times that of the Soul Burial Tomb. If Huang Tianjue can absorb more wronged souls through Bu Feng Village
Using this to refine two souls and six souls is a good thing.
Xuanzhong was silent for a long time, then said: "The Yin energy here is unimaginable, but you can give it a try. After all, as long as you don't die, they won't have any big problems. But be careful. I heard Qiu Yinshu talking about Hong
The brows trembled three times when the ghost in red clothes twitched, which means that the ghost in red clothes is very powerful, so be sure not to encounter him."
Feng Jueyu nodded vaguely, then smiled and said: "In that case, Feng also has a few soul puppets here, let them go down and help."
As he spoke, he shook a few nether iron chains and loosened his grip. Ah Da, Er, Ah San opened the way, and he and Huang Tianjue rushed towards Bufeng Village.
Now these three soul puppets and Huang Tianjue all have special connections with his five-color consciousness, so Feng Jueyu is not afraid of them getting lost.
When he saw Feng Jueyu releasing four soul puppets, Qiu Yinshu was slightly stunned: "Brother Feng is from the soul clan?"
No matter how he looked at Feng Jueyu, he didn't look like a cultivator of the Soul Clan, so he asked.
Feng Jueyu hadn't answered yet, but Zhao Wudi took it over with a chuckle: "No, Brother Qiu, don't underestimate Brother Feng. Brother Feng is the only one among us who has mastered spiritual magic and divine power. His Five Elements Body can
Practicing the method of any clan or lineage."
"The body of the five elements?"
Most of the people around him didn't recognize Feng Jueyu. Because of this, after hearing Zhao Wudi's introduction, everyone looked at Feng Jueyu in disbelief. The expressions on his face would not be much more colorful. If he hadn't asked
Other people's cultivation is a big taboo, I'm afraid they will swarm up to ask Feng Jueyu about his cultivation.
Qiu Yinshu's expression changed inexplicably, and then returned to normal. During this process, even Feng Jueyu did not notice the change in Qiu Yinshu's expression.
Qiu Yinshu sighed: "Qiu is so blind. I didn't expect Brother Feng to be a master of self-cultivation of spiritual power." He said this as if he was deliberately controlling his emotions, vaguely holding his back behind him.
Feng Jueyu didn't notice it at all, he just said in greeting: "Brother Qiu Miao, this self-cultivated spiritual power is not as superior as you think." He sighed slightly.
Everyone understands how difficult it is to cultivate spiritual power by yourself. Not to mention the five original divine powers, even two of them cannot be combined into one body. Therefore, regardless of self-cultivation of spiritual power, you can cultivate more secret methods, and the difficulty is also
Countless times that of ordinary people, and not everyone can practice the five elements to perfection, so no one thought Feng Jueyu was that clever.
But in fact, they didn't know that Feng Jueyu's five-element body and five-element divine power were indistinguishable from strong to weak. Hong Yuan's Heavenly Scripture of Life and Death's Immortality Magic Skill had honed his skills to surprisingly equal levels. Each of the five-element's original divine power was incomparable.
The powerful existence and the unity of the five elements make Liuhe Jue unrivaled.
This is Feng Jueyu's secret, and there is no need to mention it at all.
And his sigh also revealed the bitterness of cultivating the Five Elements Body. Everyone had misunderstandings and doubts, but no matter what, they didn't mention it again.
Ouyang Chenhang coughed twice and interrupted: "Brother Qiu, everyone is ready, let's go down." He said, giving Feng Jueyu a meaningful look.
It was hard to tell what this glance meant, but no matter how he looked at it, Feng Jueyu felt uncomfortable.
Qiu Yinshu nodded, said hello, and led the people down the hillside.
Zhou Jinshan put his arm around Feng Jueyu's shoulders, his face getting colder: "Ouyang Chenhang is narrow-minded, Seventh Master, please be careful."
Feng Jueyu nodded slightly. In fact, he also saw that there was a bit of jealousy in Ouyang Chenhang's eyes. Sometimes, jealousy can distort people's minds. He had to be on guard against it. It seemed that this trip was still...
There are so many dangers.
While they were talking, everyone followed him all the way, but the eldest grandson Jiang Xue grabbed Feng Jueyu at some point and whispered: "Brother Feng, I think there is something wrong with this Qiu Yin book, so be careful."
"Qiu Yin Shu?"
If the eldest grandson Jiangxue said there was something wrong with Ouyang Chenhang, Feng Jueyu wouldn't think anything of it, but when it came to Qiu Yinshu, this guy had always been very sincere, how could he make the eldest grandson Jiangxue feel this way.
Feng Jueyu lowered his voice and said, "Why did Senior Changsun say this?"
The eldest grandson, Jiang Xue, looked at Qiu Yinshu's back without squinting, shook his head, and said, "I can't tell, but I feel that there are many things he has not explained clearly."