Chapter 358 Breath of the Divine Soul, No Regrets!
The layers upon layers of mountains were buried in the darkness, and the spiritual barriers were like demons, screaming fiercely.
Southeast of the mountains.
Stone house.
The house is quiet and has a strong atmosphere.
The huge house only had a stone bed and not even a window.
When the stone door was opened by Wei Shulang, Qingge and others walked in. Wei Shulang looked around, walked straight to the depth of the wall, sat cross-legged, and practiced on the spot.
The others followed suit and practiced seriously, and the night passed in an instant.
Qingge looked at them, her heart was filled with happiness, her mind was slightly moved, the purple light was fleeting, she actually went to the realm of nothingness.
In the dim space, there are no sun, moon and stars, only the sky and the earth. The endless four directions cannot see the edges. Blood puppets without souls and consciousness stand one by one. The three-life water floats with a white light, and the egg of the flame dragon stands on the throne.
Next to it, it seems to be the plaything of the person on the throne, which is quite funny.
The ink-colored Nine Dragons Throne stood. On the cold throne, the body of the little red fox was curled up and lying down. The pair of strange pupils that were sometimes arrogant and sometimes raging were now tightly closed.
Serene and pious.
Qingge stepped forward and picked up the little fox like a treasure.
She was sitting on the throne, with the little fox lying in her arms. She was leaning on the back of the chair. The contrast between her snow-white hair and the ink-colored throne was sharp.
Qingge glanced at the Immortal Stone and the Great Spiritual Master's Book that were lying aside. Lightning flashed under her eyes. She suddenly thought, if she controlled it with the power of her spirit, could she control the Immortal Stone?
Although she is not a spiritual master, she is a weapon refiner. Her spiritual power is not as strong as that of a spiritual master, but she is still much stronger than an ordinary practitioner.
Be resolute and do what you say you will do.
He sang softly and focused his mind, eliciting a spiritual power. He looked intently at the Eternal Stone, and the red spiritual fire in his mind seemed to be swaying under the hurricane.
Snapped--
The Immortal Stone and the Great Spiritual Master's Book floated upward a little. Cold sweat ran down Qing Ge's spine, and sweat also overflowed from his forehead. The two Immortal Stones only hung a finger's distance upward.
The song has a heart, but it is powerless.
Mental control requires a lot of mental power, and with her current mental power, she cannot do it.
Qingge shrugged and curled his lips. The spiritual energy sprang out from the elixir fire and passed by the wind. The Immortal Stone and the Great Spiritual Master's Book were wrapped in the spiritual energy and reached Qingge's hands.
The corner of Qingge's mouth twitched slightly, no wonder people in the world say that cultivating the spiritual path is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
When the Eternal Life Stone was in Qingge's hands, Qingge threw a touch of spiritual awareness into the Eternal Life Stone and searched for it.
After a moment, the voice of Marquis Yingwu rang out from the Immortal Stone, "People in the Demon Realm can be cured by sleeping for decades at most, or at least a year and a half..." Yes, she wanted to know if there was any way to help Ji.
moon.
Qingge: "..."
ten years?
When Ji Yue wakes up ten years later, she will become a yellow-faced woman. By then, the young girl will be as beautiful as a flower, but she will become an old lady...
Qingge felt a chill, no, no, no, she would not allow this kind of thing to happen.
"The breath of the divine soul can help him." In the Immortal Stone, Yingwuhou said.
Qingge pursed her lips and stroked the little fox's soft mane with her slender hands.
The breath of the soul, to put it simply, is the soul. Marquis Yingwu's meaning is very simple, let her use her soul to help Ji Yue.
It’s just that once the soul is damaged, the human vitality will also be lost——
Qing Ge did not hesitate. If this person is Ji Yue, what about the soul?
The little fox's body gradually rose up, with a soft fiery red shadow suspended in the dim air. The blood devil flower between Qingge's eyebrows bloomed for a season, and there was a light yellow flowing fire between Qingge's eyebrows. The flowing fire started from the center of Qingge's eyebrows towards the direction of the little fox.
It flowed away, and the breath of the soul wrapped around the little fox's body.
Qing Ge seemed to see a smile curling up at the corner of the little fox's mouth. It looked evil, furry and cute.
The breath of the soul flowed out of Qingge's body continuously as if it was free of charge. Under the light of the light yellow light, Qingge's face looked white, and her lips were dry and cracked.
The excessive loss of soul breath made her lose a bit of vitality.
However, she still wants to continue, but if she continues, her life may end.
Qing Ge thought, just give me a little more, just a little, and I won't die.
puff--
Blood welled up in his throat, and he spurted it out without giving Qingge any time to react.
The light yellow brilliance suddenly disappeared, and the little fox lost its support and was about to fall down. Qing Ge became nervous and her pupils narrowed slightly. Her soul was now fragile and could not shake the spiritual energy in the pill fire.
Qing Ge jumped over and when her body fell to the ground, the little fox fell into her arms.
Qingge looked at the safe and sound little fox in her arms, the corners of her lips raised, and she smiled thickly.
Suddenly, Qing Gexu narrowed her eyes and looked into the distance. She put the little fox on the throne, and with a sudden thought, she left the realm of nothingness and entered the stone house.
Madman, Wei Shulang and others were practicing hard, and she walked slowly outside the stone house.
Qingge stood in front of the threshold, holding the door lintel lightly and panting, as if dirty blood was accumulating in her chest.
The breath of divine soul consumes too much.
She raised her face from the darkness and looked towards the night sky under the bright moon and stars. She saw a ferocious vulture flying across the sky, and a human figure suddenly appeared in the diagonal cross.
Under the starlight, the man was wearing ink clothes and a cloak. When he stormed forward, the cloak was blown off by the wind blowing in front of him. His black hair showed his teeth and claws. The man's evil face was inlaid with a pair of feminine eyes, light brown pupils, and blood.
When the light suddenly appeared, red blood streaks spread out on the white neck, like a wound torn open by someone, spreading around like a spider web.
The man's open mouth was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, and its sharp fangs shone with a cold light.
In the night, he took a bite out of the vulture and sucked the fresh blood from the vulture.
The living vulture kept struggling in its mouth, and a few feathers fell off as its wings fluttered. Its miserable cry sounded in the night, like a lonely soul screaming on the shores of the Forgotten River.
The vulture slowly became quiet, until all the blood in its body was sucked out, lifeless, and stood on the edge of death.
The man let go of his mouth, grabbed the vulture's head with his long, jade-like hands, and threw it casually into the mountains.
When Qingge saw this scene, her hand on the door lintel trembled slightly.
It was a familiar scene, but the difference was the person in front of me.
Back in the Western Sea Region, she had also witnessed Mei Qing's demonic side, which was exactly the same as this man.
The man stepped on the cold wind and disappeared into the world, with the hem of his robe flying. He put on the cloak. Before leaving, he seemed to glance at Qingge, his eyes filled with blood.
Qing Ge looked down at the weeds outside the door of the stone house. Her soul breath was damaged and her spiritual energy was useless. No matter how clear her senses were, she could not see the man's face clearly.
It was only vaguely noticed that the man's feminine features were somewhat similar to Fen Que's.
If her soul was not damaged, she would naturally be able to see clearly.
However, she has no regrets.
She wanted the little fox to wake up and act cute all day long to please others, but she didn't want to wait until the beauty was in her twilight years and he would still be beautiful.