Chapter 399: Come back to Yuanshen Realm!

Chunshen world.
Dongxianzhou.
On the eastern edge of southern Xinjiang, there is a place full of blood and illusion. It is the place where the top demon of the blood spring demon sect, the ‘Evil Venerable’, cultivates, and is called the ‘Ghost Crying Realm’.
In the maze.
The illusions are mixed with blood, and the ghosts are crying and crying. Ordinary people here will be confused and mad and die within a day.
However, in the many illusions, there are a few strong horizontal air machines falling in all directions.
There is one of the most tyrannical auras located in the center, with blood spreading across the world.
Quartet.
A stone statue as tall as a mountain sits.
There are blood and sins entangled on it, the cry of ghosts and wolves are the loudest, and countless lone souls and wild ghosts surround the stone statue like a pilgrimage.
Obsessed with piety.
Thirteen monks with different strengths and strengths, each in front of a stone statue, pinched the seal tactics with their hands, and a ray of spiritual light and blood fell on the stone statue to increase their power.
There was a long-haired man with scarlet eyes, patrolling around.
Then walked to the center.
"teacher."
The long-haired man had a strange face, strode into a scarlet cave, and bowed down to a monk with a dim figure and indistinct face inside.
The monk sits in the magma.
Take a closer look.
There is no magma hot, but blood is full. What kind of magma is this, it is clearly a huge blood pool like magma. The blood pool occupies an unknown area, and it leads to the underground in an unknown depth.
Just stand in front of you and feel it, and you can feel that in this pool of blood, there are countless grievances, sins, and wild ghosts and withered souls struggling and crying.
It's creepy.
"How is the layout of Zhenyuan Great Array?"
The voice of Venerable Evil is low and gloomy, echoing in the cave.
The long-haired man said respectfully, "Thirteen Marshal Zhenyuan has been sacrificed, and 369 Zhenyuan altars have been built. Only waiting for the teacher to preside over, you can continue to refine the evil spirits into Zhenyuan. Soldiers, help the teacher to smooth the world!"
"Not bad."
The voice of Venerable Evil could not hear the joy and anger. He raised his hand, and dropped a black flag and thirty rubbings. "This is a flag of ten thousand souls. There are ten thousand resentful ghosts in it. They are tortured before him, and the resentment is strong and pure. , Can help you to practice "Blood Spring Dafa", or it can be used to sacrifice magic tools and practice "Wuyin Cry Wind Claw". Thirty rubbings, containing 30 scattered characters of the day after tomorrow. Your formation skills Although it is high, but the cultivation base is too low. A good student may have a chance to advance to the realm of the soul."
The long-haired man took the black flag and thirty rubbings of scattered characters, and his face showed joy.
Repeatedly said, "Thank you teacher for the reward."
"You have supervised the Zhenyuan Great Array for the teacher for 180 years, and saved a lot of energy as a teacher. This is what you deserve."
Venerable All Evil waved his hand, disapproving, "Let's go on. Good practice, in the last few decades, don't go out. Come again in ten years."
"Yes!"
The long-haired man stepped down respectfully.
Walking out of the cave, his expression was still happy.
And in the cave.
The Evil Venerable withdrew his spiritual consciousness, and a joking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "This Heshan is really satisfying."
Talking.
Stand up from the pool of blood.
He was slender, with blood in the blood pool, not touching his body at all.
"Zhenyuan Great Array."
"The teacher ordered me to be in the ghostly crying state. It took two hundred years to build this large formation that connects the blood spring. It is really just to imitate the Yushan faction's ‘sage sage formation’ to facilitate the deployment of troops and generals?!"
The Evil Venerable frowned, got up and walked out, "The big formation is complete, let's see, what is it?"
...
No misunderstanding.
On a mortal island, among the unknown hills, a young man came here decades ago, and he set up a thatched hut on the hill and reclaimed a few acres of land to make a living by self-cultivation.
No different from ordinary people.
It's just that around this hill, no one knows the origin of the youth, only that this person's name is ‘Lin Fan’.
Live on cultivated land, have nothing to do, like painting in front of the door.
The man in the picture.
Whether happy or worried, or angry or laughing, the expressions are different, all are lifelike.
Take a closer look.
Among the picture scrolls on the four walls of the thatched house, there are mostly two young women and one man.
There is a woman who often pulls a long sword and is quiet and comfortable.
Another woman, often carrying a hip flask, is unruly and unrestrained.
The man started from immaturity, the scene in which he was constantly changing, and gradually grew, his face changed from simple and honest to firm.
The residents around were surprised.
Many people brought their own pens, inks and papers and asked to come to the door, but Lin Fan didn't refuse anyone who came, painting them one by one, like a living person.
This day.
Lin Fan draws with a pen, the setting sun goes down, and above the scroll, a woman has long hair tied with a white ribbon, dressed in snow-white silk and satin, with a white silk long tassel around her waist, which outlines the waist.
Lifelike, under the pen.
In this woman's hand, a scroll was unfolded, and one could vaguely see a handsome young man in the scroll. The face is different from Lin Fan, but for some reason, it gives people a very supernatural feeling, like a person.
Lin Fan sketched the last stroke, completing a cloud outside the sky.
With a pen in hand, staring at the person in the scroll.
A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and his heart filled with it.
The next moment.
See Lin Fan's temperament change.
Originally simple and unpretentious, I saw it now, but there was a smell of inexplicability.
"Seven years later."
"The number of Yuanshen's calamities."
Lin Fan put down his pen and said softly.
As the voice fell, there was a picture scroll in front of him, and there were still many pictures in the hut.
Waved his sleeves again.
With the table in front of him, the hut behind him also disappeared.
Walking room.
The fields cultivated under the mountain for decades have become barren hills again.
Then, taking a step out, the profound light flickered nine days away, and Lin Fan was not seen.
"Master Lin?"
Someone in the forest saw Lin Fan through the gaps in the trees, and chased them out, but no one was seen. Rubbing his eyes, he said strangely, "It was obviously Master Lin just now."
Shortly after.
Someone found that the thatched huts on the mountain were missing, and the fields that Master Lin cultivated also disappeared.
All traces are erased.
It seems that Lin Fan has never existed.
There is only the picture scroll at home, the charm is hidden, and the invisible spiritual light shines in the room. In it, there is no disease and no disaster.
...
Seven years later.
The wind disappeared.
Name: Lu Qingfeng (Guangyuan, Luofuzi, Hunshan, Qingyuanzi, Lin Fan, Heshan...)
Race: Human
Faction: Xianqin-Gushang-Shanghe-Minjiang Dragon Palace
Titles: Yuanhu Shuijun, Minjiang Zuo-in-law, Minjiang Si Ma Ye, Baitou Island Lord, Heishui Mountain Lord, Pili Shinichi...
Cultivation: Yuanshen·Yuan Shen
Level: 1321 level (0/120W)
Mana: slightly
Shou Yuan: 1443/15800 (10800+4800)
Roots: 4
Merit: unknown
Karma: Unknown
Method:
The third layer of Huang Tingjing 【Characteristics: Derivation (three layers); Controlling the laws (three layers); Karma elimination (three layers)】;
The 127th floor of the Luofu Sword Classic (no superior);
The one hundred and twenty-seventh floor of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Demon God Law (no superior);
Huangpao Zhenjue (no superior) 127th floor;
The One Hundred and Twenty-seventh Floor of the Five Thunder Heart Sutra (no superior);
The Red Dust Longevity Method (Xuanmiao level) first level;
Spells: slightly
Supernatural powers (ordinary): the method of transforming blood and dividing souls, golden swords and souls, frozen water, water dragon, diamond curse, palm thunder, poisoned clavicle penetrating small asura method, heaven listening and earth seeing Dafa, all gods, Dutian Demon Flame, Dutian Demon Transformation into Blood and Flying Dharma, Earth Pole Elemental Magnetism annihilates Sword Qi, and Open Mountain Thorough Law
Great supernatural powers: splitting shadows and condensing swords in the void, magical evil silk curse, Daluo cave view, Qiqi Xiaoyan Shenshu, Taiyin Du'er robe, Great Sunnihilation Divine Light, Little Thousand Thunder Prison, Jiutiandu Urn Reversing the universe, invisibility, reversing Taixu glazed wall, five-color divine light, big five elements yin and yang element magnetism, extinction divine light, desolate divine light, external avatar, transformation technique, cloud top step
Equipment: slightly
Occupation: Alchemist (rank 7), Refiner (rank 7)
Refining talisman: slightly
Controlling the beast: slightly
...
"One thousand four hundred and forty-three years in this life, I finally reach the realm of the soul again."
Lu Qingfeng fluttered in his clothes, moved in the void, and landed on an island.
The eyes are bright.
Two lives have passed.
More than a thousand years.
From Barbarian God Realm to Immortal Qin Realm.
In the end, he once again achieved the realm of primordial spirit in the world of Chunshen.
Good luck in the world is hard to figure out.
And it was different from the Barbarian God Realm. This time, Lu Qingfeng was only over a thousand years old. Starting from the day after tomorrow, he crossed the three realms of foundation building, spiritual emptiness, and pill formation one after another to promote to the soul.
Compared with the Barbaric God Realm back then, he has lost two thousand years of hard work.
"In the Barbarian God Realm, it is luck to help each other, and the practice is superb."
"In this life, it is a familiar road, coupled with the scattered words of the day after tomorrow, and the soul can be cultivated. Only seven hundred years after entering the spring world, he has gone through the gathering of the law and the golden core, once again condensed the spiritual mind, and achieved the soul in one fell swoop. The first stage of the period, the spiritual state."
Although it was the second promotion to the soul, Lu Qingfeng still had endless joy in his heart.
In the previous life in the Barbarian God Realm, although he was finally promoted to the original spirit, his way forward was blocked by the Barbarian God Realm gods, and he was resurrected from the dead, and his roots fell.
The future is gloomy.
This life.
But the situation is very good.
The Yuanshen is 10%, and the true immortal cannot be found. With Lu Qingfeng's background, in the lost places cut off from the immortal world such as the Chunshen Realm and the Immortal Qin Realm, it is definitely the invincible existence of the Yuanshen.
Whether it is self-protection or guarding Ao Le and Minjiang Dragon Palace, you have real confidence!
...
An unnamed island.
Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged.
Divine Soul sits in the sea of ​​consciousness, a stream of light revolves around Divine Soul, and it is inextricably linked with Divine Soul. Although outside the soul, it is like the body to the hands and feet, one with each other and inseparable.
In the soul.
One hundred and twenty-nine auras flicker. When you look closely, you can see that under the aura, there are complex texts with mysterious lines ~ EbookFREE.me~ A glance will give rise to infinite insights and bursts of inspiration. .
The spiritual light shines.
A spirit that is as powerful as the heavens and the earth, in the sea of ​​consciousness, like the Pangu who created the world and the earth, slowly grows at an imperceptible speed.
It is true that Lu Qingfeng's spirit is too tall.
This is hard to detect.
The monks who practice ordinary side-level exercises are promoted to the soul, and the soul is no more than three feet tall. Lu Qingfeng's spirit is as big as three feet and six feet, with a bright light inside, even a hint of golden light conceived.
Compared to Lu Qingfeng, the growth of the soul is imperceptible, if it is placed on an ordinary soul cultivator, it is a speed increase visible to the naked eye.
The spirits thrive.
The streamer around the side of the soul moves faster, the ties of connection, the mysterious power in the soul continues to flow with this streamer, making the streamer more dazzling.
This is the unique mind of the Yuanshen monk.
"The first state of the primordial spirit is the ‘cultivation of the gods’. The so-called ‘cultivation of the gods’ is one to accumulate the soul, and the other is to have the mind.

Lu Qingfeng mastered the four unsuperior exercises, confirmed each other, and had a good grasp of the various stages of the Yuanshen Stage.
It's like a state of rejuvenation.
It sounds simple, but in fact the threshold is not small.
If the practice is not enough and the Taoism is not enough, not only will it be difficult for the soul to grow, but it will be even more difficult to think about, strengthen, and divide the mind.
Many Yuanshen monks are stuck in the first state.
Such as the ancient sun of the Yushan School, such as the brief of the Blood Spring School, such as the Golden Lotus teaches Gongsunluan, and the Fushan Sunda Demon.
Famous in the same place.
In fact, it's just a state of cultivating the gods. I don't know how many years of cultivation, and I can't break through.
It can be seen that the cultivation of the Yuanshen Realm is difficult.
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