When Gu Yusheng was curious, he felt obvious energy fluctuations around him. He looked intently and saw that in the secret room he was in, the lamp on the table became brighter than ever before. The lamp on the table had just been lit by Gu Yusheng.
The sword slashed the snow demon into nothingness. In the clouds of light and shadow like snow mist, clusters of demon spirit essence were sucked away by the mysterious lamp.
Although Gu Yusheng had been able to sense the magic of that lamp in the past and its ability to absorb the souls of monsters and beasts, this was the first time that it was as spectacular as what he saw in front of him.
Gu Yusheng put away his sword and walked quickly to the room, staring at the lamp on the table that activated the runes. As it gradually became brighter, the runes on the wall seemed to be activated, shining with a mysterious light.
, the runes on that door were also activated, and were temporarily closed.
The next moment, mysterious runes bloomed from the lamp, and the runes activated the entire room, forming an ancient array on the ground.
Gu Yusheng felt a pure power emerge, which was involuntarily absorbed by him, and quickly flowed into his bones. A layer of light appeared on the bones of Gu Yusheng's body, and the vitality in his body also quickly traveled through the meridians throughout his body.
, practice on your own.
"This is?"
A look of astonishment appeared on Gu Yusheng's face, and he subconsciously activated the Bone Forging Technique. His body's bones seemed to suddenly have unprecedented vitality, drawing mysterious power from the wick. This power was extremely domineering and rampant.
If Gu Yusheng hadn't condensed the golden bones, I'm afraid the bones wouldn't be able to withstand such violent energy.
Originally, the bones of his head were only missing from being tempered into golden bones. Now, with the help of this mysterious lamp absorbing the essence of monsters, Gu Yusheng's head was tempered bit by bit, and his whole body was covered by a ball of golden light and shadow.
Wrapping, not only that, a layer of green luster also formed on Gu Yusheng's skin.
When the silver light on his body, bones and head faded, and the golden light reached its peak, Gu Yusheng felt his whole body suddenly lighten up, as if he was soaring in the clouds. His soul seemed to suddenly wake up from a chaotic world, looking around.
A world where it is difficult to distinguish between front, back, left, right, and up and down.
He walked forward in the darkness. After an unknown amount of time, he saw the stars in the sky. He was like a fairy flying in the sky, flying upward little by little. Suddenly, he saw a bridge, and above the bridge, there was a fairy palace.
The door is blooming with colorful light.
It seems that as long as he can cross that bridge and pass through that fairy gate, he can touch the galaxy world.
However, when his soul approached the bridge, he was surprised to find that the bridge leading to the Immortal Palace was broken in the middle. It was broken neatly, as if it had been neatly swung by an extremely sharp sword.
Same.
Gu Yusheng clearly felt that he could cross the bridge, but as soon as he approached that bridge, he could no longer move forward. The severed bridge was like an invisible barrier, separating him into two worlds.
The magnificent gate, but it can never be reached.
suddenly.
Gu Yusheng felt severe pain in his brain.
The world before my eyes suddenly collapsed.
"Ugh!"
Gu Yusheng opened his eyes, and the lamp wick on the table was still bright. Not only were the bones on his body glowing with golden light, but his entire body was like a piece of newly polished jade, without any flaws.
There are jade bones on top of the gold bones.
His bones are like jade and his body is like an immortal!
This is what Gu Yusheng read about the immortals in the upper world from a strange book.
Originally, Gu Yusheng should be happy at this time, but he stared at himself in the bronze on the wall, unable to calm down for a long time.
"how so?"
Gu Yusheng's eyes showed disbelief. He sat cross-legged and concentrated again, forcing himself to enter the state of enlightenment. This time, the world where his soul lived became much darker. The chaotic world seemed like a doomsday scene, but he
I still saw that mysterious bridge.
He urged the spirit to arrive little by little.
He stood in front of the bridge.
He stared at the bridge that was cut off in the middle and remained silent for a long time.
"Why?"
Gu Yusheng opened his eyes, with deep reluctance written on his face.
Because that bridge is the soul bridge where the three souls of practitioners return to the sea!
The practitioner condenses the Yuan Fei, opens the meridians, and forges the bones. After making his body strong, he can release the three souls sealed in the body, let the three souls pass through the Soul Bridge, return to the porcelain bottle of his life, and officially enter the Soul Condensation Realm!
Only monks in the Soul Condensing Realm are true practitioners.
Flying in the air, the body is like a giant, and the body can reach whatever the soul wants!
There are three thousand spells to choose from.
But now, Gu Yusheng was surprised to find that his soul bridge was actually broken.
If the Soul Bridge had not been broken, he could have even directly entered the Soul Condensing Realm with the opportunity he just had!
"My soul bridge is broken."
Gu Yusheng murmured to himself. The sudden blow left him sitting cross-legged in a daze, wondering why God would play such a big joke on him!
"Who cut off my soul bridge?"
"No chance of immortality, no chance of cultivation?"
"No, it must be a mistake."
"It must be that I haven't practiced enough."
"Perhaps other people's soul bridges are the same as mine and need to be connected. After I have experienced it, I will go out and check the information. Maybe the method of entering the soul condensing realm recorded in the last few pages of the Bone Forging Technique is wrong."
Gu Yusheng comforted himself.
He sat cross-legged again and absorbed the collected demon spirits from the wick.
But soon, the light dimmed.
He took out the blue crystal again and drew more pure energy from it. His bones gradually changed from gold bones to jade bones.
When the blue crystal was used up, except for Gu Yusheng's head, his limbs and ribs had all turned into jade bones.
When the door to the secret room opened, Gu Yusheng rushed out impatiently.
This time, Gu Yusheng encountered a group of monsters, nearly a hundred in number, and most of the monsters had second-level strength, and there was even a third-level monster.
Gu Yusheng seemed to be crazy, holding a wooden sword, and rushed into the demon group!
He alone surrounded nearly a hundred monsters.
The sword light surged, and those second-level monsters were killed by him, and their essences were sucked away by the lamp. The third-level monster seemed to have gained intelligence. After seeing Gu Yusheng hunt down other weak monsters,
, it actually showed a fearful look and planned to run away, but before it could escape far, it was caught up by Gu Yusheng, leaving slash marks on its body with the wooden sword in his hand.
This third-level demonic beast was originally rough-skinned and fleshy, and was good at defense, but Gu Yusheng used a wooden sword to cut it with hundreds of scars, and it bled to death.
As the direct disciple of the sect leader, Zhu Qing felt the powerful aura and thought that one of the disciples was in danger, so he quickly activated the secret order to send it over. However, when he came, he only saw Gu Yusheng dragging a third-level monster and holding it in front of him.
A long bloodstain was drawn on the ground, and the third-level monster was clearly still breathing, and its pair of copper-bell-like eyes revealed incomparable despair and terror.
When the door closed, Zhu Qing frowned.
After a while, he cut his finger with the shuriken and let the blood flow out.
"It's not a hallucination."
He muttered to himself, then scratched his head and muttered: "Am I crazy, or is he crazy? The third-order monster...did I see it wrong?"
Zhu Qing looked confused, then his eyes lit up, and he patted the back of his head suddenly: "By the way, it must be because the demon-suppressing tower's demon-suppressing power has weakened the power of the demon beasts. No, I have to find one to try.
Try... I can’t come here in vain. Well, with my current strength, I might be able to find a weakened fourth-level monster to practice with. If I can’t defeat it, I’ll run away. If I defeat it, I can also get rich rewards.
Even the elders must be jealous of the sect’s contribution points.”
This direct disciple of the head of the Qingyun Sect activated the mysterious token given by the head to search for the target monster he was hunting.
…
On the border of Qingping Prefecture, the snow is falling. Next to the official road leading to Xianhu Prefecture, a tea shop that has been open for decades is looming among the snowy forests. Occasionally, a wisp of green smoke rises from the chimney and slowly rises into the sky.
Then he was swallowed up by the air-conditioning.
Behind the dilapidated door, a wrinkled tea vendor folded his hands and leaned against the door frame, motionless. His cloudy eyes looked up into the distance. The majesty and towering Qingping Mountain always had to be watched from under the eaves.
It seems more mysterious and magnificent.
A sword light suddenly appeared in the gray sky, and then crossed from east to west. The sky suddenly darkened, and the snow on the ground was windless. High in the sky, deep in the sky, there was a giant demon with a wingspan of hundreds of miles. One of its wings suddenly broke, and it turned towards Qingping.
The mountains deep in the mountain fell, and the fallen wings quickly ignited a ball of flame and disappeared.
The ground shook slightly.
After a while, the innocence dimmed.
The whole world is eerily quiet.
The tea vendor got up and lit the oil lamp hanging on the wall.
Without closing the door, he hung a black pot filled with plant frost on the brazier and added some charcoal to the brazier.
The snow outside was falling heavier and heavier, and the water in the teapot on the brazier had already boiled, and the water was boiling and flowing out of the spout.
After a while.
There was a slight sound of footsteps outside.
He first put a hand on the door of the small courtyard to steady his body, and then walked slowly over. Qin Jiu, who was carrying a sword, took off his cloak as he walked, with air coming from his mouth.
The tea vendor still sat motionless, watching Qin Jiu carefully hang the cloak on the wall, shaking off the snowflakes from his shoulders, and said poetically: "You, who live with swords all day long, should also learn from those scholars.
, return home on a snowy night? It’s a pity that my pot of good water is too old to burn."
Qin Jiu sat by the fire coals and said nothing. He seemed to be very cold and almost shrank into the brazier. He took off the cloak on the wall and put it on his shoulders. Then he seemed to feel more comfortable and slowly let out a mouthful of frosty cold.
spirit.
The tea seller poured Qin Jiu a bowl of hot tea.
When Qin Jiu picked it up, his hands were shaking so much that he spilled a lot of tea before he put the tea into his mouth.
After drinking tea, he leaned against the wall and gasped for air.
The tea vendor placed the tea bowl next to the brazier, added some heavy tea leaves, and roasted the tea leaves over a charcoal fire until they ignited quickly. Then he poured the water into the bowl, looked up at Qin Jiu, and said calmly: "You
His sword has become dull, it’s just a seventh-level demon king, it shouldn’t be.”
"Fart!" Qin Jiu, who had never said a bad word in front of Gu Yusheng, suddenly cursed. His eyebrows quickly twisted together and he put a hand on his abdomen. Blood spilled out from his fingers, "Miss me Qin Jiu,
He is proud of his sword, but he was attacked by someone with his sword... Old man, do you know? Three years ago, the big demon not only advanced to the eighth realm, but also turned into a human form. But even so, he was just attacked by someone.
I'm just a servant of the messenger, I can't control what happens next, I might be about to die."
"You can die anywhere, but don't die in my teahouse."
The tea seller clasped the tea bowl with his five fingers. The tea in the tea bowl made a gurgling sound, and soon blue fireworks appeared, and he handed it to Qin Jiu.
"Drink it."
Qin Jiu raised his eyelids.
The tea seller sneered: "It's not poisonous, old man. I can't bear to let others go."