Tempered Immortal

Chapter 252: The Mystery of the Theft of Immortal Grass

A little hesitation, Lin Xuan's body flashed black, the whole figure blurred again, like a ghost, fell far behind.

The reason why he is so bold is that there is a magical magic Dan, and the power of self-restraining qi is amazing. Second, in this valley of the vagina, the body fog is spreading, the Brother's divinity becomes very difficult to use, not to mention the eyes. Even if the other party is in the coagulant phase, the divine coverage is only more than ten lengths. Just be careful, it is impossible to be found drops!

There are still a few doubts in my mind, so Lin Xuan doesn't want to leave easily.

Followed by two people, came to a wall a few miles away, surrounded by grass, only a huge cave about a wide number of lengths, deep to the bottom.

This is the zombie nest that was just attacked by two people, and the largest in the valley of the vagina.

Compared to the fog on the outside, the air inside should be clearer, Lin Xuan crooked his head and revealed a thoughtful and divine color on his face.

Then he felt something, his feet slightly harder, quickly floating behind a boulder more than a dozen extra husbands.

“Brother, there are only some scattered apparatus here, but the body is not seen. What do you mean?” The nun's voice was astonishing.

“There's something strange about these zombies eating the flesh of the living, but how could there be any wreckage? Haven't the two nephews been killed?” Zhang Yi touched the beard, a little unsure of the suspicion.

“I hope so, but if the two brothers and nephews are still alive, how can they not contact us? Besides, there are more than a dozen disciples from all major factions, it is impossible for them all to escape? ”

“Sister is right, anyway, let's look for him. If the martial arts nephew is still alive, naturally it would be better. The master brother must be very happy, and Brother Lu, find him, maybe there will be some clues.” Zhang Yi said softly.

“Okay.” The nun naturally doesn't have any opinions. She looks like a bird. All of a sudden, she's like she remembers something: “By the way, Brother Shifu, just now in that hole...”

“What?”

“You come with me.” Instead of describing it more, the nuns pulled their wings back into the vault behind them.

Lin Xuan stepped out from behind the boulder, bowed his head and thought for a moment, then flipped his palm, and he had taken out the hundred souls.

Shake gently and a phantom emerges from inside.

That shadow is very faint. If there is none, it is just the soul of a mortal human being, who earns income after being sacrificed by Ye Tian. The soul of such an ordinary human being, even if it becomes a ghost, is incredibly weak, and the early spiritual monks can easily deal with it.

But weakness also has weak advantages, just because its soul energy is too small, it is not easy to detect. Of course, under normal circumstances, it is not possible to hide it from the Brothers of the Coatan Period, but this should be the case now.

Lin Xuan's lips fluttered slightly, low to recite the spell, then extended his right index finger, a moment later, the fingertips began to shine, a fine green light emerged from the top, the green light left the fingertips, then circled around Lin Xuan, then searched, did not enter the head of the shadow.

Lin Xuan stopped reading the spell, the color of the god on his face was even painstaking, and the shadow in his hollow eyes suddenly became spiritual, as if he suddenly possessed wisdom.

Then he was shaken and drifted into a zombie cave.

Lin Xuan revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth. This is his first ghost “distraction” technique. The so-called "separation", by definition, refers to the separation of the original complete concept, a little bit, attached to other things, remotely controlled.

As just now, the shadow can be said to have become an identity of Lin Xuan. What it sees and hears is just like Lin Xuan's own eyes.

When the body encounters certain places that are not suitable for entry, it can be separated by the method of distraction, which is a practical and convenient secret.

Of course, it is not without drawbacks.

First of all, the choice of the split body must be completely controlled by the operator, and his soul power must be far less than the part of the divine mind divided by the operator. Otherwise, instead of being controlled by the split body, the mind will be swallowed up by the assimilation of the other person's soul.

And that's a contradictory question.

If the chosen splinter is stronger, then the more divine thoughts the operator has to separate, but it is obviously dangerous. If once the splinter is extinguished, the divine thoughts are not as good as the return body, and are also affected, then the operator's energy is greatly damaged, his strength falls on several levels, and the weight falls into the demon, and the body burns itself to death.

Conversely, the chosen split is weak, just a little mindfulness is enough. Even if the danger is extinguished, the body will suffer too much, but such split strength is unbelievably weak, with little use other than reconnaissance.

And there is also a limitation that regardless of whether the chosen split is strong or not, this mindset must be recovered within twelve hours, and if it exceeds one day and leaves the body for too long, he will automatically dissipate in the air.

If that were the case, the result would be the same as if the identity had been extinguished.

So it seemed useful, but the conditions were very harsh.

But this is the right situation.

Today's shadow, also arguably Lin Xuan, drifted cautiously into the zombie hole, but the two gelden stage masters did not notice.

It's very dark in the hole, but the shadow of the soul makes it possible to see things in the dark, which is nothing.

“Brother, this is it. ”

The two monks just walked about the same distance to the zombie cave and stopped, and the woman's voice was slightly exciting, as if she'd found something.

“Let me see.” The man came to the stone wall.

Lin Xuan manipulated the Yin Soul a little closer, and chose the right distance, so that it could be seen clearly and not perceived by the other party's gods.

He saw a path of claw marks all over the mountain wall, deep and shallow, seemingly irregular, the man's repaired face flashed a little surprise, but after a moment of staring, gradually replaced by coagulation. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)