Vol 2 Chapter 903: Soul
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Nine Cents Refining
- Bo Yao
- 1761 characters
- 2021-02-13 10:13:44
The reason why Qingla does not recommend the Spiritual Surgery is precisely because the monk's soul is not pure, and the appearance of impurities is equal to the pearl dust, which will affect the overall progress of the monk. =
After the two secret sorcerers passed down, they disappeared into the air chamber. As for how Sun Hao chose, he did not interfere too much.
In fact, in the old age, Sun Hao, as long as there is no problem with his head, or there is no special reason, naturally he will choose the sorcerer with the secret technique.
The existence of the fighting stick makes the old and the old vague and uneasy, a little out of the control of the old, but it needs to be removed as well.
However, the time thing, many times will not be transferred by the will of the people. Sometimes, the plan is no better, and it cannot keep up with the changes in the actual situation.
After Sun Hao got the unquantified soul, his heart was unable to move.
After the refining of the condensate tower, after Sun Hao’s death, after the death of Dan, Sun Hao has rarely used the sacred spirits, and rarely used the sorcerer. Inadvertently, the old man did not know that Sun Hao had washing. The big killer of the soul.
In other words, in fact, inadvertently, Sun Hao also has the method of washing the soul with the non-quantitative soul.
Sitting cross-legged and calm, Sun Hao began to practice after thinking for a while.
It took about four or five days, and Sun Hao had mastered the infinitely stimulating and non-quantifying souls. It took another two days. Sun Hao mastered the soul-raising technique and then adjusted the adjustment state. Sun Hao sat in the air chamber. Within the depth, the depth is determined.
Sinking into the sea, Sun Hao slowly appeared in the sea, watching the sky stick, Sun Hao once again felt the arrogant momentum of the stalwart on the stick, but how do you think, how do you think this is not Magic weapon.
After a little discretion, Sun Hao knows a little bit about the stick in the sea, and passed on a thought: "Doutian, I need your cooperation. If you have a crime, please forgive me..."
No matter how hard the bandits can understand. Sun Hao feels that it is better to communicate first.
The sticks firmly stuck in the sea did not react at all, as if they did not hear it.
Sun Hao waited for a while, and his mind was moved. He read in his mouth: "Moco is infinite. The soul is everywhere, omnipotent, reminder..."
Sun Hao's knowledge of the sea, the depth of the sea by the suppression of the stick, set off the mysterious power of the stock. Knowing the sea without the wind and the waves, there are bursts of tides, such as the sound of the waves, the beat, the impact to the fighting stick.
In the spirit room, I felt the momentum of Sun Hao’s body, and the old man’s face showed a smile.
Sun Hao really chose the reminder according to his suggestion.
The Stickman is surrounded by the turbulent waves, and the infinite force surges, as if to destroy the stick.
And Sun Hao’s own soul is also feeling uncomfortable.
This is an infinite number of reminders. Destroying the foreign body in the soul will also damage your own soul. It is necessary for the monk to take the soul rehearsal to cultivate and live.
The stick of heaven is inserted in the sea of Sun Hao, and it is not moved by Sun Hao. The soul of Chaohao, which is urged by Sun Hao, is washed on its body. It seems to be itching, but it is not allowed.
Ren Fengfeng hit the rain, I did not move.
Sun Hao continued to launch the reminder.
Sun Hao also wants to try the power of the reminder, as to whether the stick of the day will not stop. Not in the consideration of Sun Hao, if you can't stop it, destroy it.
Knowing the sea and waves, set off waves.
The waves are washed under. It seems that it is constantly harassing, and finally, the stick can't help but start the fire.
The stick trembled gently in the sea of understanding. Suddenly, Sun Hao’s knowledge of the sea was calm and calm, and the waves of the infinitely stimulating spirits were forcibly suppressed. The stick was long, and the stick was on the forehead of Sun Hao and stopped moving.
The stick didn't strike Sun Hao, but it didn't immediately withdraw. Although the stick seemed to be a dead thing, but the stick meant that Sun Hao understood it.
The stick is very dissatisfied with Sun Hao’s provocative behavior of trying to destroy it. He is warning Sun Hao, and if he continues to do so, it will be rude.
Sun Hao knows that if he is really picked up by the stick, I am afraid it will not be too good.
The heart was a little bitter, and Master was afraid to think about the problem simply.
The stick of heaven is from the ancient gods of Tiantian, which is the real that can be settled even in the sky. With Sun Hao’s current level of repair, he wants to destroy the stick, which is undoubtedly like an elephant.
It’s not a good thing to get angry with the stick.
From the knowledge of the sea, Sun Hao’s face, bitter smile again and again.
Good guy, the stick can't be destroyed at all, and the infinite amount of reminders can only be bitter.
Not only did he not push the stick of the stick, but his own knowledge of the sea was hurt a lot, sitting cross-legged and resting for a few days, driving the soul-building to conceive the wounded soul.
After more than ten days, Sun Hao once again sank into the sea.
Still said to the fighting stick saying: "Doutian, this time, I need to try another kind of secret technique to speed up your integration, not to fight the sky, Sun Hao is currently buried in the market, the environment is dangerous, If you can, please also cooperate with Doumen, or else, my current state, I am afraid it is very unfavorable..."
Regardless of whether the stick of the earth can not understand, Sun Hao said calmly.
The stick is still suppressed in Sun Hao’s knowledge of the sea. There is no reaction at all, as if he did not hear it.
Sun Haozhen no longer said more, he read in his mouth: "Moco is infinite, the soul is unremarkable, nothing can be changed, and it is..."
Without the quantification of the soul, Shi Hao’s knowledge of the depths of the sea seems to have produced miraculous changes. There is a wave of heat in the sea, especially the sea near the stick, and it is a bubble. It seems that the sea is boiling.
The bubbles are tumbling, and the bucket sticks are constantly boiled, as if the sticks are cooked.
Hey, screaming, Sun Hao knows that the sea is boiling water, and from time to time there are bubbles rushing, rushing on the stick.
However, the fighting stick is a fetish, the origin is unknown, but it is absolutely powerful, and Sun Hao’s soul-changing technique has been used for more than ten days, and still can’t help it.
Sun Hao is still persevering, repeatedly driving the soul of the soul, trying to grind the iron into a needle, water mill off the stick.
Sun Hao did not know the move of life and death, once again provoked the fight.
Endless, the innocent soul is inexhaustible, just like the continuous hearing of flies in front of themselves screaming incessantly, the fighting stick finally can not help, and hair again.
It is also a shivering body, and the spirit is full of power. The sea of the heroic spirit of Sun Hao is calmed down, the bubbles no longer appear, and the sea is no longer boiling.
It was forcibly suppressed.
Sun Hao’s heart was slightly bitter, and then he fixed his mind and found that the stick was getting longer again, and the stick was on his forehead.
The Stickman actually warned himself again.
In other words, whether it is infinitely stimulating or not quantifying the soul, it is not liked by the sticks, warning Sun Hao not to act rashly.
However, as the old man said, Sun Hao is currently in the midst of a crisis of burial, and he has suppressed his knowledge of the sea, so that his strength is sealed, but he must find a way to change this state.
The stick of the sky seems to be a dead object, and it seems that it can only be acted upon by instinct.
But Sun Hao thinks that this stick is also spiritual. Otherwise, why is it that the fire is only a warning and there is no real stick on Sun Hao’s head.
Therefore, in the sea, Sun Hao, who was hit by the stick in the forehead, was firm and clear, and said: "Doutian, today, in any case, I need to get rid of some of your body, and initially dispel my knowledge. The state of the town, or else, the next road to the funeral market is too dangerous, whether you agree or not, I will insist."
After that, Sun Hao looked at the stick of the sky and reached out and gently put the stick aside.
There is still a handprint in his hand, and his mouth is still not afraid to read: "Moco is infinite, the soul is unremarkable, nothing can be changed, and it is..."
It was another sorcerer and threw it out.
On the stick of the sky, the momentum is soaring, as if the monk was furious, the momentum of the battlefield rushed into the sun.
Sun Hao stands upright~EbookFREE.me~ Not for the power of the fighting stick, the eyes are clear, and the unyielding will will come out: "Today, in any case, it needs to be changed."
In the knowledge of the sea, the two imposing forces are intertwined and form a stalemate.
Sun Hao is not afraid of death, driving non-quantitative souls over and over again.
Dou Tian stick is always very dissatisfied with Sun Hao's actions, and has always maintained the momentum of Sun Hao, but it has not really fallen.
And Sun Hao, who has always been unyielding, and withstood the pressure of the stick, is bound to complete his own spiritual feat.
Unconsciously, time passed by.
The effect of non-quantitative soul is still poor.
The sticks in the sea are still not seen at all.
However, Sun Hao, who is connected with the power of the stick, has already experienced some wonderful changes from another direction. (To be continued.)
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