Fortunately, Jiang Linan's memory soul is very weak and he is no longer qualified to seize the soul.
Although he felt unwilling to do so, after he was relieved, the Jiang family man who once defeated all the heroes in the fairy world chose to face it calmly.
Suning didn't want the memories that belonged to him, and he had no intention of giving them away for free.
After telling the shocking story, he lowered his profile and asked Suning for three things.
First, if he has a foothold in the fairy world in the future, if Qiao Wantang and Jiang Changnian are in trouble, he must help them.
Second, you are not allowed to use the name of Dragon and Phoenix Dharma Minister to impersonate him as Jiang Lin'an, in order to deceive Qiao Wantang, who is deeply affectionate.
Third, go to the Jiang Clan, and in front of the shrines of the ancestors of the Jiang family who died in battle, offer a stick of incense for his unscrupulous descendants and say sorry.
In exchange, he taught Suning three magical powers.
Small world cultivation techniques, such as the Kunlun Demon Sword Technique, and various forbidden techniques and secret techniques. According to Jiang Linan, no matter how powerful it is, it is still the lowest form of competition in the world.
Limited lethality and limited range.
In the immortal world, you can cultivate the magic of immortality, scatter beans and make soldiers, turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain.
Compared to mortal magic, its power seems to be more than ten thousand times more powerful.
But it is still the product of rules given by heaven. It is bound by heaven and earth, and cannot communicate with heaven and earth or override heaven.
Only magical power can break through layers of shackles, see for thousands of years with one glance, and destroy an entire world with one hand.
This is the understanding of a semi-saint, the threshold of a saint.
The gate of the saint who has entered the sixteen great worlds is bound by ten shackles that others cannot see.
One magical power can barely break a shackle, but Jiang Linan realized that he had created nine magical powers on his own.
He is really only one step away from reaching the legendary saint realm.
But in the end, he failed.
Breaking the nine shackles, I saw the prosperous dream-like world behind the half-open saint's door.
His spirit and soul are gone, and he ends up drinking in hatred.
This is the injustice of heaven, or Jiang Linan is destined to be like this.
Suning admired him and feared him, but he would not be greedy.
The meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked step by step.
If one day he could catch up with Jiang Linan's footsteps and his so-called magical powers, he believed that he would be able to do so.
The nine-turn spiritual power, as the name suggests, condenses the nine realms into a clone that is exactly the same as oneself.
This is not a phantom, not an illusion that disappears at the touch of a touch.
It is a real body, a living body.
From the blood to the bones and meridians, to the wisdom and cultivation, it can be called a replica of the original image and can last for twelve hours.
It stands to reason that Suning, who was born in a mortal body, would not be able to use the semi-saint's self-created supernatural powers.
However, the nine-turn spirit branch is divided into nine levels. The first level has no cultivation limit.
In contrast, the first level can only condense one clone.
Before using this trump card, Suning's mood was no less than that of a child riding a roller coaster, full of anxiety and ups and downs.
On the one hand, he was worried that Jiang Linan was playing tricks on him, and on the other hand, he was afraid that if he walked out of the Demon Burial Mountains alive, he would get into countless troubles.
After thinking about it for a long time, he vaguely remembered that Jiang Linan said that after he entered the semi-saint realm, he rarely used magical powers to defend against enemies.
Because in the immortal world, except for the two living fossils from the Civil and Military Halls, no one could withstand a single move in his hands.
The one who knows him well and knows all his secrets, looking at the eight hundred immortal worlds, there is only Qiao Wantang who is his childhood sweetheart who has made a private decision for life.
With the idea of taking a gamble, Suning, who had been as embarrassed as a dog for the past month, launched the counterattack he had longed for.
He found the hunter effortlessly, taking advantage of the clone's lack of breath, and harvested him with one sword.
Like a shadow blending into a dark corner, it kills with one strike and retreats gracefully.
Five attacks were made, taking away the lives of eight people in batches.
Why does the immortal body suppress the mortal body from the source? Under the magical power, all these shortcomings disappear.
Some are just invincible joy, the identity exchange from prey to hunter.
