The reason why I say so much is very simple. Jiang Xin saw the figure of a completely different person again.
It has to be said that sometimes it is these creatures that can only hide in the darkness that have strong vitality. Several repeated blows did not make them disappear. Instead, they reappeared after the Celestial Master returned to the mountain.
But as luck would have it, he fell into Jiang Xin's hands.
"who!"
boom-
Looking at the unconscious stranger indifferently, Jiang Xin hesitated for a moment. From the depths of his face, azure blue light instantly enveloped Qi and revealed it, sinking into Qi's body along the seven orifices like gauze mist.
The blue hand is dominant, and there is no suitable test subject. Jiang Xin's control over the blue hand is not as good as the red hand. But now that there is a completely different person in front of him, Jiang Xin can use it on him without any psychological burden.
Got up.
Talent and qualifications have never been the key to restricting Jiang Xin's methods. The only thing that truly affects his improvement in methods is actual combat and contacts.
By manipulating and playing with the spirits and souls of the strangers under his control as if he were kneading plasticine, Jiang Xin's understanding of sex began to rise, and the originally rough techniques became more precise and slim.
With the three examples of Lu Liang, Lu Huan and Qu Tong in front of him, Jiang Xin could clearly see how far Lan Shou could reach and the road ahead was wide open. It would not be an exaggeration to describe his progress as a thousand miles.
However, the human spirit and soul are not plasticine after all. As Jiang Xin's experimental methods gradually increased, this completely alien spirit finally broke like a string that reached its limit.
Seeing the residual souls flowing out of his seven orifices and disappearing, Jiang Xin couldn't help but pause for two seconds, and then sighed, with some regret he took back his blue hand and buried his red hand into his body.
Destruction is always easier than creation. After using her red hands to exploit the last trace of residual value in his body, Jiang Xin made this stranger disappear from the world with just a thought.
Retracting her palm, Jiang Xin frowned slightly: "It still doesn't work. The poison can be solved, but it is no longer possible to explore the nature of the meridians and the innate energy."
"It is still not feasible to break up human cells to erase their original abilities and recombine them to generate new abilities."
"It is feasible to use excellent living bodies as samples to replicate meridians and cells, but it is not feasible to use the ability of both hands to fabricate body meridians out of thin air. Even if the result is finally obtained, it is 'dead' and cannot bear the existence of Qi.
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Thinking of this, Jiang Xin couldn't help but think of what she had seen and heard in Biyou Village: "If I could get a self-cultivation furnace, I might have a complete solution."
"Since the Self-cultivation Furnace can give ordinary people a sense of energy and harmony, it may not be able to resurrect these 'dead' meridians. It's a pity..."
"Even if I get both hands and a divine machine at the same time, I probably won't be able to recreate the Slimming Furnace. The exquisite structure inside is beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
"But fortunately, I also got some inspiration. My previous direction was wrong. The strength of my hands alone was not enough to find the answer I wanted. I won't have to be obsessed with it for a long time."
This was true, but Jiang Xin still did not give up the idea of treating the stranger hiding in Hanzhong.
Du Fang created a self-made Yin Mian Palm in one hand. The palm power is continuous and sinister. It often seems like just an inadvertent scratch or collision, but invisible force invades the body and destroys the pulse. The attack is quite vicious.
Although he was not a perfect person, he offended many people. Later, he was besieged by his enemies, his meridians were cut off and he retreated to Hanzhong.
Life and death are common among strangers, but Du Fang has been reduced to a state where all the meridians in his body are broken and his limbs are limp and weak. Naturally, no one will come to trouble him anymore.
Instead of killing him, it would be better to let him live like this, worse than an ordinary person, so that he can understand the suffering of those injured by his sinister palm.
Jiang Xin was not interested in these old things. What he valued most was Du Fang's broken meridians that he had suffered from who knows how many years ago.
Finding a person, especially a deposed stranger, was not an interview. It only cost a few hundred dollars, and Jiang Xin got complete information, including an address down to the house number.
At night, feeling the darkness all the way, Jiang Xin arrived at a high-rise building above the 10th floor like a wall-climbing tiger, used his telekinesis to open the balcony window and sneaked in.
Du Fang's orientation awareness is not bad, but the gap between ordinary people and strangers is really not small. Before he could open his eyes wide, he felt a numbness in his neck, and then he fainted and lost consciousness.
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There was no need to test, Jiang Xin stretched out his hands, and red mixed with blue Qi breath instantly spread from Jiang Xin's body. In just a short moment, it filled half of the room, and in the red light, the expression on Du Fang's face
His face quickly distorted and changed.
Using miraculous skills to recreate ghosts and gods, Du Fang's broken meridians were rejuvenated and grew like endless weeds in the flickering light.
Inch by inch, the meridians that had been broken by external forces were reconnected, and with the passage of the bridge, the Qi that he had not seen for countless years began to circulate in his body again.
"Successful."
After retracting her hand and retreating, looking at Du Fang who was still asleep, Jiang Xin had a slight smile on her face.
Then, as if he thought of something, he waved his hand to disperse the vibrant red Qi light, stretched out his hand to hold it, and the gray-white Qi Qi that seemed a little turbid rose in Jiang Xin's hand, and then disappeared into Du Fang like a parasite.
in vivo.
Jiang Xin was not a philanthropic man, especially for someone like Du Fang whose previous style was not very good. To cure his problems, something must be taken from him.
Jiang Xin didn't know if there was anything worth taking from this guy. After thinking about it for a moment, he could only lend out the 'loan shark' on Shen Chong.
The ability to make loan sharks is quite special.
Part One. Borrow.
Lending out the ability to obtain all the opponent's Qi by killing people, the borrower will gain the ability, and his strength will make a significant leap in a period of time. The more kills, the stronger he will be, while the borrower will lose his ability during this period and only retain his own Qi.
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Intermediate link, interest.
While the borrower is using its abilities to quickly increase its strength, it is like a sieve filtering out the messy Qi, and returning an extremely pure part of it directly to the borrower.
The more people are killed, the more Qi Ben needs to be returned, until the limit of 100% is finally approached infinitely.
The last part, yet.
Whether he was killed due to a bad start, or he lost his mind and was killed because he absorbed too many impurities, when the borrower dies, the lent ability will return to the backup machine room.
While taking back the ability, it will also bring back all the last bits of pure Qi from the borrower, leaving no trace behind.
It can be said that the viciousness of this ability is even worse than that of ordinary loan sharks. No one who is targeted by the backlash will have a happy ending.
And even if someone wants to use his or her body to slay the devil, but does not use the ability to obtain 'usury' from others, the borrower can always withdraw his ability at a certain moment and find another target.
In addition to the fact that he can only lend his ability to one person at a time, this ability is a real evil kung fu, and one of the characteristics of evil kung fu is that his own cultivation grows very fast. This is what Shen Chong has been living for these years. Good reasons.
But now, Jiang Xin decided to lend this ability to Du Fang, taking the blame for Shen Chong.
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With his Yin Mian Palm, Du Fang had offended many enemies in his early years, and it was even more necessary for those people to help him become an ordinary person.
It's a pity that those people did not eradicate the root cause in order to take revenge. Now that Du Fang has regained the strength that he has been missing for a long time, Jiang Xin doesn't need to think about it to know that this person will probably think of revenge immediately.
Jiang Xincai didn't bother to care who he wanted to seek revenge from next, as long as he could bring enough benefits to himself. When the benefits were enough, this tool would die.
The reason why Jiang Xinneng ignored Du Fang's wishes and forcibly lent out his abilities was that the problem was still in Shuangquan's hands. He could not change people's memory and thinking, but he could still do it by slightly tampering with his cognition.
In this way, Du Fang's resistance was changed into acceptance, and Jiang Xin was able to smoothly lend out his usury ability. This should be regarded as a kind of forced buying and selling, but it was surprisingly easy to use.
An experiment got the desired result, Jiang Xin quietly left again and disappeared into the night again.
And along with Gabu in Jiang Xin disappeared into the dark night, there was also the sight of Jingsheng that rekindled.
I don’t know how many years have passed, but the internal teachings of Qiuxian Guan have become completely distorted. Compared with the pursuit of immortality by cultivators, the word ‘begging for immortality’ may fit the description of them.
But now, Jiang Xin's appearance has transformed these 'immortal beggars' into demonic people filled with strong desires in their hearts.
I don't know how many years ago.
The situation is uncertain, and aliens still widely exist and appear here, and Qiuxian Guan, a sect of aliens whose ambition is to seek immortal magic, is also among them.
Unlike other sects that find famous mountains and rivers as their sect's residence, Qiuxian Temple does not have a stable Taoist temple address. Instead, it is more like a group of headless flies wandering among the mountains and rivers, trying to find the immortal immortal living in seclusion in the mountains.
Naturally, they didn't find the fairy, but they found something else.
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"Master, this is where we are." A Taoist priest with fiery eyes stood guarding the entrance of a valley wrapped in thick white fog, and bowed to Zhu Xun, the master of the Temple of Immortality who dared to come from a thousand miles away.
"There is a mystery in this piece of land. No matter how the other brothers enter, they will eventually get lost in it, and then come out in chaos and mist. However, there is no trace of Qi's existence in this piece of land."
Looking at the densely foggy valley in front of him, Zhu Xun's eyes revealed a trace of questioning: "Isn't it due to the pattern?"
The man shook his head gently: "The temple has been looked at by seniors who have learned fortune-telling and divination. There is no sign of natural patterns. People who walk into it will not notice any abnormalities."
"There is no pattern, and it is difficult to detect the Qi breath. Could it be that we are really looking for it!" While murmuring, Zhu Xun's eyes couldn't help but widen. He pondered for a moment before raising his head and looking at the disciples around him: "Here
Wait until I find a group of fellow disciples to go find out."
As he said that, he waved his sleeves and turned to look at the figures flying towards the distance like lightning: "My brothers and sisters move very quickly, so it seems like we don't have to wait."
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"Grandpa, is there someone outside?" In the valley, Jiang Daoliu sat high up. Although the thick fog surrounded him, it could not block his sight at all. The look in his eyes was dull, but he could clearly see the group of people outside the Immortal Seeking Temple: "
Your methods are too magical and have attracted a lot of people."
"They are just wishful thinking people." The old man smiled disdainfully: "As a Qi practitioner, I don't want to cultivate my mind and temper my body. I spend my time in vain looking for the true immortal in an attempt to soar to the sky."
"They are just a group of ignorant people. You practice quietly, grandpa, I will help you watch. These people will never disturb you in the slightest. How about I trap them and leave you to practice your skills when you leave seclusion."
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Jiang Daoliu's eyes were quietly focused on Zhu Xun and the others who were about to enter the mountain, and he suddenly smiled: "Grandpa looks down on me too much. What can these people accomplish?"
Hearing these words, the old man couldn't help but stroke his beard and smile: "As expected of my grandson, he has a high vision. In this case, I will bring everyone outside to you to practice your skills."
After saying that, he stepped on his feet, and an extremely strange formation unfolded under his feet. In an instant, it expanded to an unknown area, and the thick white mist surged out like a tide.
When he returned to the valley, the dozens of Taoist priests from the Qiuxian Temple had disappeared. At this time, Jiang Daoliu had already fallen into cultivation again.
"The Immortal's method, this must be the Immortal's method!" Zhu Xun's voice couldn't help but tremble when he saw that the scenery around him turned into a valley and dense forest in just a blink of an eye.
Based on his decades of experience in the world, he had never heard of a person who could silently carry himself hundreds of meters away without showing a trace of energy. Thinking about it this way, he could only think that
This is the magical method of the immortal family.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that obtaining immortal magic and seeking immortality is not entirely a luxury hope. And the sweeping clouds are more likely to be proof of immortal destiny!
With excitement in his heart, Zhu Xun's chest continued to rise and fall, and with fiery eyes in his eyes, he looked deep into the valley, trying to find the 'immortal dojo' hidden in the depths.
At this time, Qiuxian Temple obviously still has some real abilities.
In order to seek the true immortal traces and find the true immortal method, mountain doctors tell fortunes, Taoist priests in the temple are more or less involved, and with various wonderful methods in actual combat, even the formation based on this terrain
There was also a hint of feedback.
But the slightest feedback was like the reverberation of a hammer hitting a mountain. It was so thick that it made the old man feel a little amused and had no other use.
He has been searching for a long time to use the terrain here in a strange way, but the formation has been completed. The formation surrounding the terrain is far beyond the ability of this group of people to shake. Even the old man himself can't do it.