Chapter 4: : Kind of magic

Xiahe wobbled and walked towards the Necromancer. The six-life symbol breaks up, leaving a ghost image in the center of Danhai, slowly rotating. But this phantom not only can't drive the true Qi in Danhai, it is like a bottomless abyss, with strong suction, to pull the true Qi in Danhai.
If Xiahe is not controlled, not only will Dan Hai's true energy be evacuated, but he will probably also disintegrate under this powerful force and turn it into powder.
This is the sequelae of the release of the six-life yuan symbol. Now Xiahe can't release a Taoist technique, and can only adapt and recover slowly. As for how much time it takes, he has not considered it. At that time, if it did not erupt once, he had been killed by the demon from the underworld.
Xiahe dropped an arm and moved to the necromancer. He bent down, turned the Necromancer over, and lay face-up, then Xiahe rode on the Necromancer with one leg.
Necromancer is very young, her pale face is quite delicate, she has a pair of green eyes, she is crying. She looked at Xiahe in horror, trying to ask for forgiveness, but her throat was blocked by congestion and speechless.
Xiahe looked at this face and smiled gently: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon."
Then he pulled out an iron ruler around his waist and smashed it hard against her forehead.
One, two, three ...
It wasn't until the skull of the Necromancer cracked and exhausted the last point of vitality that Xiahe lost the iron ruler, took a prepared seed in his arms, and pressed it on the head of the Necromancer, rudely stuffing it from the wound Go in.
Call ...
Xiahe let out a long breath and lay down to the side, lying side by side with the Necromancer.
Even if the left shoulder bone cracked and the wound on the back was hot and painful, Xiahe didn't want to move at all. He ran out of convulsions and wanted to sleep like this for a while.
It just didn't work, just slept like this, he didn't know if he could wake up.
Solitude strikes, which makes Xiahe feel vulnerable. After investing in the Dragon and Tiger Palace, he hasn't had this emotion for a long time. Now in this different world, there is only one person left, the only Taoist.
Xiahe opened his eyes vigorously, and sent his consciousness into the Danhai to maintain the operation of Qi, and slowly sent it into the phantom left by the Six Life Elements. He felt his cheeks wet, bloody, and tears.
If the enemy is still alive, he will never have such emotions.
God seeds penetrate into the soul of the Necromancer. In the golden seeds, dozens of roots grow out, and grasp the soul of the Necromancer from the inside.
"Please beg me! I am willing to be your slave! I am willing to sign a soul contract!"
Necromancer's soul wailed, but Xiahe could not hear it. He looked at the top of the magic tower, thinking of what the old Taoist had said to him: Xiahe, don't think of revenge for the master, go to the Dragon and Tiger Palace. Only by relying on the Tao Palace can you pursue the eternal avenue and live forever.
If Master was not obsessed with hatred, he would have become a fairy.
Master, do you regret it?
Regret? I do n’t regret it anymore. I have only four words in my life, and I ’m happy to hate, hahahaha ...
Master, I want to avenge you!
Xiahe could hear how unwilling and unconvinced the master's laughter was, as well as the deep despair of the sea.
Has the resources of immortals, but missed the road.
Master ’s hatred, report it yourself. As long as you become a Da Luo, the master will be expected to be reborn, no matter how many years.
Cultivated into Da Luo? Big Luo Jinxian, that is too high too high dream.
But ...
Xiahe blinked, as if to hear something, he turned sideways and pressed his dragon, tiger, and road grate on the necromancer's pale forehead. A golden tentacle was drilled out of the forehead and into the bracelet.
His consciousness stayed in the bracelet, and suddenly he heard the sound of a broken eggshell.
Click ......
"Dragon and Tiger Dao started, the seeds of the gods were successfully planted, and the initial fusion of the gods was successful. Did you open the horizon?" Xiahe sensed an ethereal voice.
"Open."
Xiahe felt that a virtual space popped up in front of his eyes, just like the biological brain interface of the Shenzhou Empire. This is the vision of the Dragon and Tiger Dao. In the central position, a naked girl stands in the sky, her eyes are green, and she looks at Xiahe and smiles.
Xiahe was very tired, and he didn't want to continue the operation, so he quit the view of Dragon and Tiger Daolu.
Necromancer has been transformed into his god, sitting up and looking at Xiahe beside him. Xia He looked at the blood-stained with a skull rupture, and reluctantly stressed a little qi, opened the object and took out the medicine.
Regained a little control over True Qi, although he couldn't cast spells, at least he could move.
Xiahe took out a Heaven and Earth Ghost Divine Pill, carefully divided it into two halves, swallowed half of it himself, and placed the other half in the hands of the newborn god.
"Eat it, let me rest for a while."
The new Daomen deity silently took the second half of the pill, and sat all the way, guarding Xiahe.
Half of the heaven and earth ghost pill fell into the abdomen. This dragon and tiger palace palace's healing remedy was extremely effective. Xiahe felt his bones click and repair quickly. The ghost image of the six-life symbol in Danhai has also stabilized, but there is still a fatal danger. Xiahe had to take another box of jade paste, picked a little at his fingertips, and put it under his nose.
Yu ointment was urged by the weak true qi, and turned into pure breath. Xiahe sucked into his lungs.
Every war Taoist, when entering a different world, is assigned to three boxes of jade paste, white, red and purple. When the Taoist can not absorb the power of deep space to practice, he can use this jade paste instead. Taoists refuse to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth to practice, one is not to cut the world, and the other is that it is too easy to be discovered by gods from different worlds.
Among many worlds, there are also Daomen alchemists, but the world of Shenzhou is a different kind.
Taoist priests discovered the method of absorbing the true elements of the universe in deep space, and fed back their own world, so the number of fairy people in the world of God Week can be greater. If you practice according to the Daomen qi cultivator's method, so many fairies in the world of God's week will have withered the entire star long ago.
Xiahe was taking Baiyu cream. After using it for three times, he knew that it was not in a hurry.
It takes about a whole box of jade paste to restore the Six Life Elements. Jade cream is precious, let's first look at how fast the natural recovery is.
Fortunately, after ingesting jade cream three times, the true qi in Danhai finally stabilized, and there was no sign of collapse at any time.
The sunlight outside the magic tower spilled in, and the silhouette of the cast on Xiahe's face.
Her hair was scattered, her face covered with blood, and the wound on her forehead had healed, but it still looked dirty. There is a boundless indifference in her green pupils.
Xiahe sat up and asked, "What was the original name of your body?"
"Freya."
"Then please call Freya, Freya? Su."
"Adult, how about you?" The new-born spirit with the name is respectful.
"Asla? Xia."
Freya was silent, she waited for Xiahe's further orders. Daomen's new deities must grow up under the training of Taoists. At the beginning, there was no opinion.
Xiahe looked at the obedient Freya, took out four seeds and placed them in front of her.
"grown ups?"
"For you." Xiahe Road.
Freya's expression moved slightly, her head dropped and said, "Sir, this is not in line with the rules of the Taoist Palace."
Xiahe secretly said: Sure enough, the Taoist palace has special control means in the seed of the gods. Although this belongs to himself, he cannot betray the Taoist palace.
Even if these four seeds are very important to Freya, she would not dare to devour it.
That's right, the Taoist palace is not a martial art of the cultivator of morality, and it doesn't do anything in the soul of its own disciples, but how can it not control the spirits. Gods grow up as war weapons and must be held in their hands.
Freyia struggled hard in her heart, and her eyes fell on the four seeds. She was a little panicked. The inner spirit of the could make her know what benefits would be gained by swallowing the four seeds. At the same time, she also knows that this will cause the Thunder Palace's anger.
Even if she became an emperor, she could not fight against the Taoist palace.
Xiahe nodded, UU reading www. Uukanshu.com said: "In the records of the Taoist palace, there is no seed. At the beginning, I absorbed the entire soul of a necromancer. I am a little worried that your foundation is unstable, so I want you to ..."
"Dao Palace is not allowed." Freya said.
"There will always be risks ... so, I want to see your soul." Xiahe Road.
Freya did not hesitate and nodded. She is Xiahe's exclusive deity, even if it is a soul transfer. In addition to not being able to betray the Tao Palace, she will carry out all orders of Xiahe.
Xiahe beckons, Freya leans forward, and her forehead and Xiahe's forehead stick together.
Freya's soul world is green and blue, the core is a little golden light, Xiahe's soul goes straight to the golden light, and instantly comes to Freya's soul.
Freya's soul is naked, her inside and outside are transparent, and a vermilion rune is hidden in the position of her heart. Xiahe's soul was wearing a robe, and behind his head was a huge mirror suspended.
The surface of the mirror is flowing, but there is no reflection.
Freyya's original indifferent temperament collapsed instantly, her soul shuddered, and she pointed out Xiahe's soul, unable to speak.
Xiahe smiled softly, looking at Freya's soul.
Freya remembers this smile. Before the Necromancer died, Xiahe smiled at her like this. Then Xiahe smashed her head with an iron ruler.
Don't be afraid, it will be fine soon. Xiahe said so at the time.
"Freya, knowing that I have a problem, can't resist me, right?" Xia He looked at it carefully and carefully. Freya's soul is really perfect, except for the vermilion rung at the heart.
"You are, spy!" Freya pointed to Xiahe's soul and shivered.