Immortal Devil Transformation

Xiao Tie looked at the far mountain outside the attic window for half an hour and looked colder on his face, as if to form a layer of ice.

His face was extremely cold, but he had a tedious, hot breath in his heart that was hard to spit out.

He knew that there were many people in the chapel who appreciated Lin Xie's actions, especially those who came out of Qingyu College, who themselves were somewhat untamed officials. They had already objected to the disposition of this matter, especially knowing the death of the immersion, knowing what happened here, and then provoked a powerful rebound from these officials, especially the two elderly people sitting behind the curtain, all of whom had expressed some meaning through some of the forces in their hands.

But what annoyed him the most was not these, but the two young men behind him, Jiang Jiaoyi and Ben Linghan.

In the Yunqin dynasty, Xiao Tieling belongs to Qingliu, belongs to an official who practises Yunqin law, both face-to-face and privately, is very clean and can be described with two sleeves of fresh wind.

But like those who preferred not to bend, he was a bit insurmountable and integrated into their bones. That is, he was extremely loyal to the king, and he had to die.

In fact, it is not surprising that the world, including the blood of the princes of the dynasties known to Lin Xi, is flowing, because the vast majority of people in this world are not powerful practitioners like lecturers and professors of Qingyu College. Many officials are just fine, fighting each other until the end, and often relying on the decision of holy fate. Ultimately, the power of the Holy Spirit is too great, and they rely on the Emperor. So naturally they take the emperor for heaven.

Officials like Xiao Tie Leng, naturally impossible to question the sacred will and feel that it is unjust, he is just angry why these young people do not obey the sacred will because he feels that the Emperor is holy and will naturally give these good young people a confession, a bright future.

There were rapid footsteps that interrupted Xiao Tie Leng's gaze on that far mountain.

By the time he turned around, a sergeant had appeared at the door, bowed to him and handed him a brief volume recording the military situation.

“Ka!”...

Xiao Tielong's wooden floor made a difficult sound. He couldn't hide his emotions and photographed the brief in his hand on the table between Jiang Jiaoyi and Ben Linghan. "Is this what you want? ”

Jiang Jiaoyi and Ben Linghan saw clearly what was on the briefing. Jiang Jiaoyi's face was slightly white, but his eyes remained firm. While Linghan remains silent, the color of God has not changed at all.

“I'm sure you haven't been to the Three Mountains, you haven't seen the Dragon Squirrel Falls, so you don't know that it's almost impossible to survive at that altitude down there if you're already injured!” The reaction between the two men made Xiao Tie cold more difficult to understand, and the anger that made him leave. He drank hard and tried to wake up the two obsessed young men: “Do you think he'll be all right? Do you die with one of those people, the result of what you want? ”

“No one else can live, but he can. ”

However, what kept him still was that since Lin Xie left, he had been silent and would only say that he did not know what was happening, but it was a calm voice with natural self-confidence.

Because Xiao Tie Leng also understood the meaning, because there was no mention of the word "Lin Xie”, Lin Han did not play word games with Xiao Tie Leng. At the same time, he said this sentence, but thought in his heart that he had promised Lin Xie to believe him unconditionally. Now she wanted to believe him and believe that he could win this game under the supreme imperial power.

……

In the stone room of Longguang Quarry, Lin Xie, sitting on a tray, opened his eyes.

The charcoal fire in front of him had been extinguished, so he put some rotten but dry rope scraps on it and put a few more planks on it, which instantly swelled by the fire, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

The juice in the pottery can becomes slightly boiled again, and you can see a few pieces of jelly-like fish skin slowly melting in the juice, making the juice more viscous, like a layer of dairy coat condensed on the top after the extremely thick rice soup cools.

Lin Xi cut a few more large pieces of fish meat and slowly baked them.

I feel the warmth rising in the Dantian field. I feel that my cold temper has been eliminated. Lin Xin's heart is even more relieved.

After several hours of meditation practice, his soul strength has recovered by half. He can feel the warmth of that silk for his body, and he knows that from then on, his physical condition will not deteriorate, but will begin to progress towards the good.

With every breath, he can clearly feel the slight tremors in his flesh and skin… because of the weakness of his body and the pain in some places, the slight tremors that can only be felt after a breakthrough to an intermediate psychiatrist are even more evident at this moment.

“Hmm?”

Lin Xi began to look at the wounds on his left chest. He saw that the wounds on his left chest appeared to be flesh-flapped and scary, but the blood was already scabbed. Under the influence of his soul, there seemed to be no possibility of infection, but at this moment he made another soft-hearted sound.

His eyes stopped on his stomach.

He felt a little swollen and uncomfortable in his stomach.

The practitioner eats a lot, but it is not really a bottomless hole. He quickly figured out the reason, because the previous strength consumption was too high and he was a little hungry. After the meat of the silver dragon was cooked, it was a bit like a sprayed soft muffin cake, very unique, and the red hemp and fish skin, the soup made of the garment was so delicious, he ate more, about a breath ate a dozen pounds of fish meat, two large pots of thick fresh soup.

Because he eats too much, and his injuries are too weak to digest, he feels a little hungry and bloated at the moment.

Originally, he would habitually practice Qingxiao Type 24 and Ming Wang Jail Break every day. After not moving for a day, he felt that his body and blood flow were not so smooth, and he always felt something was missing. At this time, this kind of food accumulation was difficult to eliminate. According to the lessons of Qingxiao College, the best way was to eat and strengthen the air and blood flow and inner vibration and peristalsis, so Lin Evening didn't really want to, so he stood up, walked out of this stone room and started a slow action, practicing Qingxiao Type 24.

Type24 was originally designed to move every muscle and ligament around, stretching every killing action to the extreme. With the movement of the head, neck, limbs, waist, legs, feet, Lin Xie felt that the hot air in the body flowed faster. Although many injuries were more painful between movements, he felt unusually refreshed in his mind, especially the five dirty six seemed to roll, which he had never felt before.

After finishing the refining, Lin Xin only felt hot and sweaty. The soul power in the Dantian field seems to have diminished a lot, but in the stomach and intestines, the sound of gutter, the heat seems to diffuse. Especially between the chests, but with a little sweet blood smell, there seems to be a thick sputum clogged there.

Lin Xi listened to her body's most instinctive feeling, her intuition was still not pleasant, and she began to practice Ming Wang prison break again slowly.

As a yoga movement slowly completed, the white gas formed by the evaporation of sweat on his body, more like burning outside him, stayed until an inhalation group, squeezed the five dirty positions finished, Lin Xiankou sprayed, a white gas sprayed out of his mouth with a bite of purple red blood, enough to spray six or seven feet of distance, scattered on the ground,

Lin Xie threw up blood and stopped, but he didn't panic, only exclamation and surprise.

Because it was a sigh of blood.

In addition to the trauma on his body, the collisions, the shocks, caused a lot of dark wounds in his body.

Some of the blood between the flesh and the heart of the lungs will be slowly absorbed by the human body as long as it is maintained. Only those extremely powerful nervous and vascular breaks, large bleeding points, can leave a very strong blood clot, clotting into blood scabs, like a small stone, become a hidden disease in the practitioner.

At this time, however, many of the bruises in his body were forced out directly by him. At this moment, his chest irritation dissipated, and there was an unspeakable feeling of comfort between the wreckage of his limbs.

His hands and left chest wound were more intensely itchy with hot spinach.

This is the effect of "Ming Wang Jail Break”... Lin Xi did not know that this “Ming Wang Jail Break” can only be inherited by the college guardian himself, but as the internal dividend just now came out with blood like a sword punch, he also fully realized the amazing thing about Ming Wang Jail Break.

King Ming broke the prison, it was the practitioner's own "prison”!

The stronger the practitioner becomes, the stronger the flesh becomes, and the practitioner's body becomes a cage for soul strength, and a cage for trapped limiting soul power.

It is even more difficult for the soul to infiltrate and pass through this cage.

But Ming Wang broke out of prison, but he could make this cage weaker for his soul, make his soul more penetrating like a little stone chisel.

That's the mystery that the Ming King broke?

Lin Xi realized at this time and thought of the word "perception”, which is also the most important for practitioners.

He suddenly thought in consciousness, the luminous dawn sword in the crate and the words of Dean Zhang on the stone tablet, then a bright light in his mind, he realized that not even the green book did not record, only the "stars” and those “saints” could realize, hard to say reason... this practitioner's perception, is the diffusion of the power of the soul between heaven and earth, and the changes in the weather of the heavens and the earth, the unique sensations produced.

“No wonder it's called soul power... ”

Lin Xi took a deep breath and breathed out slowly. This soul power, as President Zhang said, is indeed more like mental power or ideological power. The people of their previous world focused more on foreign objects, exploration of the outer heavens and the earth, of the cosmic sky, while the people of this world obviously focused more on exploration of their own heavens and earth, exploration of their own power.

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I felt that Ming Wang's jailbreak was more beneficial to my condition. Lin Xie temporarily did not refine the Qingyuan Model 24, and concentrated on practicing Ming Wang's jailbreak.

Lin Xi's soul power drained several times faster than usual under the peristalsis of flesh, guts and qi blood driven by a strange posture.

But the benefits are also obvious.

Almost when the power of the soul was exhausted, Lin Xie, who was sweaty, felt hungry.

He sat down and drank the soup in the tank with a sigh of breath. He felt that his mind was not exhausted. He took another piece of cooked fish meat of 67 kg and ate it. This satisfied him with a burp, added some firewood, and after adjusting the fire, he began to meditate with his eyes closed.

Because he was not in a hurry, so for the next two days, he was heartless, meditating to practice waking up, practicing Ming Wang prison break, exhausting his soul strength, also exhausted, starving, eating and drinking soup immediately.

Just two days later, Lin Xie felt surprised that some of the minor injuries on his body had been better. His left hand moved, and there was almost no feeling of great pain. Instead, he did not have the feeling of food build-up anymore. Instead, the amount of food increased dramatically!