In a short while, this soul frozen in the ice broke into many light souls, dissipated in the surroundings, and was involved in the violent sea of karma everywhere.
Gouzhu took the opportunity to collect the soul breath from this soul into the soul orb.
Yuanshen itself is not the soul, but the soul gathers the divine will of heaven and earth to produce divine consciousness. The divine consciousness gathers into the sea of consciousness, and the master of divine consciousness cultivated from the sea of consciousness.
Like blood, it is born with a breath from the soul. Ingesting it into the soul orb, will probably be able to discern the origin of this stranger.
But the soul is actually not easy to die. To put it bluntly, it is just a collection of memories, and it doesn't matter if it is preserved with any substance.
As long as these memories have not really disappeared, there is the possibility of reuniting. Just like the former Emperor Huang Quan, he was obviously dead, but he wrote his own memory into the "Jing Huang Jing", and resurrected through Huang Lu's spirit.
was about to withdraw the Dark Fire Sword, a strange light flashed in his squirming eyes. He found that the fragmentation of this soul was different from ordinary souls.
It is not entirely involved in the sea of industry. Another part seemed to be attracted by the earth, and turned into many tiny worm-like thoughts that were imperceptible to the eyes, and went underground.
"Isn't that dead yet?" Gouzhu Nannan whispered, and then chanted tactics in his mouth. The mana on his body was surging again, and the entire formation was instantly frozen into the mysterious cold domain.
A heavy rain came. Drops of bean-sized Xuanshui dripped from the high sky of dark clouds. Before landing, it turned into small ice thorns sharp like darts, and the speed suddenly accelerated, as if countless dense straight lines were falling in the sky.
These ice thorns penetrated straight into the soil, bringing the cold air into the depths of the soil. The ground froze one by one as hard as rocks, and then squeezed each other, quacking and cracking.
held tightly, countless white flowers grew on the ground, glamorous and cold, gloomy and terrifying, exuding the corpse aura that seemed to roll out of the corpse mountain of the underworld.
At this time, it is no longer the Xuanming Cold Domain. He has superimposed the effect of Xuan Yinlan of the Underworld on the cold domain of the Underworld to absorb vitality and release the accumulated corpse energy, which can be called the Underworld Dead Zone.
In this area, vitality is constantly not being absorbed, and corpse qi is constantly corroding. All creatures in the sun world cannot survive, and there will be no living grass.
If there is a living soul, they will go directly to the underworld and become evil thoughts in that are no longer rational.
No matter how the remnant spirit of the soul wanders, on the ground and on the ground, this technique will ruin everything, anyway, it will send you where you should go in samsara, as long as you don't stay in this world.
After a full breath in this way, it is reasonable to say that all the creatures within this hundred steps from the ground to ten meters below the ground are dead.
Of course, there is no other living person in this range except for the four of them. Although there were once, they were all killed by this strange soul.
"Should be almost done?"
The nineteenth looked painfully at the innocent flowers and plants on the ground. Except for those underworld orchids, the other trees and grasses have become carbon black as if they had been burned.
Goujiu has already collected his mana. The black clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sunlight once again passed through the thick clouds that were constantly moving under the autumn sun, like light ink, shed without a trace. Those Xuanyin orchids withered quickly and disappeared like dew.
"It looks like it's almost the same. But..."
called out the purple glass mirror and took a circle around, indeed, there was no divine mind lost in the air.
But the purple glass mirror is similar to the pupil before he comprehend the heart formation, and has one weakness, that is, it has poor penetration into the soil. If something hides deep in the soil, he can't see it either.
This makes Goujiu always feel that the enemy has slipped away. But he couldn't think of a complete solution. In short, he has done everything he can do, and he can only stop here. He said to Huang Lu:
"You take the big brother back to Cuiyu Palace to heal your wounds first. Xiao Nineteen and I went to Beixiang Mountain to see Consort De."
Huang Lu has not had time to talk to them, busy caring about Song Ruhai. But Song Ruhai hid alone to adjust his breath and exercise, refining the elixir to heal his injuries.
"Brother Song, take this medicine."
"Big Brother Song, I will carry you back!"
"No need, I'm fine!" Song Ruhai replied irritably.
Gouzhu couldn't stand it, and withdrew from the formation, he pulled the nineteenth with a strange expression, and the two rushed forward and backward, almost instantly reaching Yun Ai'an on the mountainside.
Although Yun Aian is a nun's nunnery on the surface, and it seems that the people who come and go in and out of the mountain are pious female pilgrims and nuns full of courtyards, but the concubine De concubine is not living a pure life.
At least most of the area in this nunnery is free for idlers. Once inside, you know what palace luxury is.
"Come here."
As soon as I entered the inner courtyard of Yun'ai'an through the secret road, I saw that although she was nearly fifty, she was still like a woman in her twenties, wearing a thin and light dark purple linen skirt, carefully playing with her flowers in the yard .
De Fei does not like the splendor like Emperor Kun Yuan, but is known for her diligence and simplicity.
But those seemingly simple, but they are all flower windows and wooden corridors meticulously carved by master craftsmen. They are as clear as a mirror, with a shallow pond with a flower and stone base, and a quiet courtyard with flowers~EbookFREE.me~ even a garden song paved with jade. The path, in the eyes of Gou Zhuo, is all white silver.
De Fei is not an honest concubine who abides by the rules. You said Yun Ai'an really can't enter a man? That's a joke.
It was normal for her to ask some male musicians to play, play and sing, or to find some male actors to sing and play a few roles for her to entertain her. Is your Emperor Kun Yuan surrounded by beauties in the palace every day, making me surrounded by a group of ugly women every day? Sorry, that's impossible!
And this place can't contain her, from time to time she would take people out for a drive and go shopping in groups.
But this is not to say that there is some confusion in her private life. Emperor Kun Yuan asked her to come out to avoid court disputes, and he did not completely let it go. There must be eyes and ears arranged by the emperor in this Yun'ai Temple. If De Fei really wears a colored hat on him, he will explode soon.
Her life is really simple: eating, drinking, having fun, studying spiritism, and having no other hobbies.
There is a rift between her son and her man. She has known this for a long time, but she can't control it.
As for the real fight between these two people, where will she stand? Do you need to ask? She has only one son. But her man is not only her wife!
Although it is said that Emperor Kun Yuan must have eyes and ears nearby, Emperor Kun Yuan did not stop the people sent by King Yun from wandering nearby. Because he did not intend to completely confine the imperial concubine second only to the queen. This is not in accordance with etiquette, nor does it make sense.
King Yun has always wanted to move his mother to Jinzhou. This can avoid a big constraint in the event of a future encounter. But De Fei did not agree. Every time King Yun sent someone to make this suggestion, she would shout loudly;
"Don't I know? That man, he dare to do anything to me?"
