Two-dimensional evil contract

Chapter 122: Changing Blood

"Young man, you exchange blood for the old man, the old man is grateful. Compared with the physical cultivation, the old man's spiritual cultivation is deeper, and he has entered the second state of the legend:'Xuantai makes a cocoon,' the Xuantai has been built, but Suffering from being unable to find the heaven and earth spiritual things, it is impossible to'make a cocoon for self-enjoyment, sublimate the soul, and make the heaven and the earth happy and invincible'.

The old poison has already found the heaven and earth spiritual creatures, and began to'make a cocoon for self-enjoyment, sublimate the soul, the heaven and the earth, and it will be unstoppable'.That's why that old poison unconsciously harmed me.Alas, as people say, the grace of dripping water should be returned by the spring. The young man saved the old man's life, and the old man is self-defeating and cultivating himself. He also wants to "gather the soul" for you and unlock your spiritual treasure!".

Mo Zhenqing suddenly realized the thought of Xuantai whose cultivation base was in the second realm-'Xuannian'.

Mo Zhenqing's'Xuan Nian' was quite peculiar, which shocked Yang Zhi carefully.Xuan Nian, a fist-sized diamond with four edges and four corners, is like a crystal like steel, with a sharp edge flashing like an ancient god crystal, which can be seen by the eyes of mortals, and it has a white light flashing like a diamond.

"Hey, old man, why are your thoughts so unusual? My thoughts are soft and invisible, like wind and clouds, and your thoughts are not only visible with the naked eye, but also tangible and colored like prismatic things. Could it be that the four souls Are the thoughts of realm different?" Yang Zhi blurted out.

"Haha, boy, your knowledge is too short and shallow. Yes, as you guessed, the thoughts of the four soul realms have their own merits." Mo Zhenqing said.

Yang Zhi asked in a low voice, "I hope the seniors will inform you in detail."

Hearing this, Mo Zhenqing fixed a finger and summoned the thought floating in the void. The diamond-shaped profound thought fell on the tip of the finger, slowly rotating, and the smooth surface reflected light everywhere.Mo Zhenqing's wrinkled eyelid eyes stared at his thoughtful thoughts, his eyes bursting with intoxicating strange light, while admiring his diamond-shaped mysticism, he quietly preached:

"The soul has four realms, the four realms have four thoughts, the four thoughts have four powers, and the four powers have four magical powers!

The first realm: Mingshen Jupao-the realm of spirit, the power of spirit!Spiritual power, soft and invisible, pervasive.

The second realm: Xuantai making a cocoon-the realm of Xuantai, the power of Xuan Nian!The power of Xuan Nian, the world is happy, and it is all strong.

The third realm: Heaven's emperor-the realm of Heaven, the power of Heaven!The power of heaven, command the void, and the dharmakaya.

The fourth realm: the emperor turns into a god-the realm of the gods, the power of the gods!The power of the gods, the world of masters, the mustard seeds of Xumi."

Yang Zhi pondered for a while, raised his head, with a puzzled light in his eyes, and asked: "Old man, I only heard that the soul has four realms, and I don't know the rest. The younger man has been taught. Is it as long as he has the secret of the law? Can you cultivate your soul to the highest level step by step?"

Mo Zhenqing nodded subconsciously, then shook his head, sighed, and said: "Although there are not many secrets of the spiritual realm, they are not rare. They are the foundation of the sect, and it is not difficult to obtain. As for Xuantai The practice secrets of the realm are rare and scarce. Each of them is rare and precious. It cannot be owned by high-level non-sects, and ordinary monks cannot get it. As for the secrets of the practice of the heaven and the gods, they are all legends There’s no one book for thousands of generations. Say it a thousand times. It’s better to try it yourself, young man, open your mind and let the old man "enlighten the spirit" for you. Relax, the old man knows his gratitude, this You deserve it."

Wen Yang Meixin recognized his own gods. When Yang Zhi practiced "Soul Refining Jue", he was already small. In time, Yang Zhi will be able to gather courage and cultivate the first realm of "Ming Shen Ju Po" to the realm of Dacheng.

The old man’s cultivation base is in the second realm of'Xuantai making a cocoon', but he has not found a kind of'medicine treasure' suitable for him in the heaven and earth. The power of the world can’t be the world’s happiness, and all will be destroyed!

"Yaobao?" Yang Zhi didn't understand.

The old man said: "It's a kind of elixir, a kind of medicinal material that has spirituality and is highly compatible with the soul."

"Oh. It's still medicinal materials." Yang Zhi felt that there was no difference.

"Hehe, Yaobao, but it can be integrated with the soul, Yaobao is not only a medicinal material that nourishes the soul, but also a soul battle garment."

"Yaobao, soul suit?"

"Yes, the soul is very fragile. Even if the Xuan Nian crystal is cultivated, the soul is still fragile. However, planting the medicine treasure into the Xuan Nian crystal, and then injecting the soul into the medicine treasure, it becomes a'soul War clothes'!" The old man chanted a little longingly.

"Old man, do you still have no medicine?" Yang Zhi asked.

The old man replied: "A third-level medicine treasure must be used as a soul suit. A third-level medicine treasure can never be found!"

Yang Zhi seemed to understand but not.

But the old man is also a predecessor in the realm of cultivation, and it is relatively easy to kill a group of cultivators who are only in the'spiritual realm'.

If the old man is rough, Yang Zhi even has no chance to resist.

The old man patted Yang Zhi on the head, and said, "Come on, open your heart. The old man will help you understand the spirit."

"This is detrimental to repair, so forget it." Yang Zhi took two steps back.

"No, the old man must repay his favor." Mo Zhenqing pressed two steps forward.

When Yang Zhi heard that the old man insisted on helping himself, his heart was alarmed.

Yang Zhi's thoughts turned sharply: "If the old man came into my mind and found my immortal treasure, the "Clear Spirit Mirror", would he be greedy in his heart and attack me?" Yang Zhi hesitated and shook his head. , But comforted himself: "After all, I am also the one who saved his life. How can he harm me? It's me who is worried. Besides, the old man's profound thoughts are extremely mysterious and powerful!"

Talking between each other is just about ten breaths...