Painting of the Nine Immortals

The night is as dark as the stars and the moon are the same.

Ling Xian sat cross-legged under the pear tree, as the old monk settled in and moved.

He sorted out the information learned from Bai Yudie and summarized it.

In his perception, Wuhun can be divided into two parts, one is form, and the other is ability. Only when these two points are achieved will it be possible to unite Wuhun.

For those born and raised in the Xuanwu continent, these two points need not be considered at all, because Wuhun is a godsend. But for Lingxian, these two points must be considered.

Otherwise, he doesn't want to condense Wuhun.

"The form is easy to say. With my infinite soul approaching the seventh realm, I should be able to change the shape of Yuan Ying, but the most important thing is the ability."

"This, what to do."

Ling Xian's brows froze, she was lost in thought, and she was in trouble.

He is not a heaven or a deity, and cannot create power out of thin air. In other words, he couldn't achieve the most important point of Wu Hun.

This disappointed Ling Xianmulu, knowing that he was mostly missed by Wu Hun, but he was unwilling.

Finally came to a new world, and encountered the magical martial spirit, if it was not available, wouldn't it be white?

"There must be a way. I don't believe that the martial arts souls of all the people on the Xuanwu continent are given by God. There is definitely another way." Ling Xian muttered to himself, her eyes gradually turning firm.

Wu Hun, he must unite!

After that, he began to try to deform Yuan Ying.

There is no way, Lingxian is a Yongxian star, it is good not to be rejected by this world, naturally it is impossible to be like a native of the Xuanwu continent. You don't have to think about anything, as long as you have the talent, you can gather Wuhun.

For him, everything has to be explored on his own.

In the first step, he intends to change the form of the soul. Only by doing so can he be qualified to attach power to the soul.

"Try the easiest first, change Yuan Ying into a whip."

Ling Xian's expression was dignified, controlling Yuan Ying's deformation, to be precise, it stretched into a straight line.

Originally, he thought that it was not difficult to achieve such things with his control of the soul. But the moment he started, he knew how difficult it was.

pain!

Deep pain in the bone marrow!

Rao is based on Ling Xian's strong will, and her forehead also oozes cold sweat, and her face is somewhat distorted.

No way, he is deforming the soul, which is more painful than deforming the body!

Beyond that, the matter is extremely dangerous. After all, this is the most fragile soul, and a little carelessness can cause irreparable damage.

"Hold on, if you give up for the first time, after that, it will be even harder to do it." Ling Xian gritted her teeth and persevered.

He carefully controlled Yuan Ying, allowing him to extend in the direction of a whip. Basically, every time he passed, his pain was intense. In the end, even he couldn't help screaming.

It is too painful, that is, he, if you change someone else, I am afraid that even the courage to try.

With the passage of time, Ling Xian's pain has finally been rewarded.

I saw Yuan Ying's shape gradually disappearing, replaced by a colorful magic whip, Tao Yun flowing, the light soared into the sky.

This allowed Ling Xian to breathe a long sigh of relief. Although his body was already wet with sweat, joy and comfort flashed in his eyes.

Succeeded, he successfully changed Yuan Ying's shape!

"Not easy."

Ling Xian sighed, rested for a long time, and barely recovered some spirit. After that, he tried again.

Because the whip is only the simplest form, it only needs to be drawn in a straight line. He has to try complicated things.

"Try the flowers. It is harder than a whip. It is simpler than the white embroidery butterfly of Su embroidery. It is suitable for me now."

Muttering to himself, Ling Xian tried again, and the moment of hands-on, boundless pain came.

There is no way, compared to a straight line, the flowers are undoubtedly several times more difficult and require very strong control.

Ling Xian has such control.

Not only the soul, but his control over mana and body is also very powerful.

Therefore, it is not difficult to condense flowers, and it is a rare pain to penetrate the bone marrow.

Fortunately, Ling Xian's willpower is very strong. He survived the pain of heartbreak and changed Yuan Ying into a flower.

Suspended in the air, it is really like a colorful divine flower, exquisite and vivid.

"Yes, although it doesn't have special abilities, it can be considered a big gain to be able to change its form." Ling Xian smiled slightly, quite pleased.

After that, he tried again to change Yuan Ying into a more complicated form.

In this way, the days passed.

At the beginning, Lingxian was still so heartbroken and died. But over time, he had adapted to the pain and felt no pain.

In this way, changing the shape of Yuan Ying is undoubtedly a lot easier.

Therefore, Lingxian is becoming more and more proficient, constantly challenging more complex forms. In the end, he has changed Yuan Ying into a white jade butterfly!

It is exactly the same as Su Xiu's martial arts soul, it is also so wonderful and vivid, just like a real butterfly.

This made Ling Xian smile with relief, knowing that changing the form, she has done perfect. Next, as long as you attach special abilities to Yuan Ying, you can be regarded as the soul of martial arts!

"It was painful for half a year, and finally it paid off." Ling Xian raised his mouth, showing a smile of satisfaction and joy.

Although his spirit still does not have special abilities, this year's attempts have brought him more control over the spirit, which is undoubtedly a huge gain. What's more, Yuanying changed his form and could have an unexpected effect.

Therefore, Ling Xian is quite satisfied.

At this moment, Su Qin suddenly entered the small courtyard, his steps were obviously a little anxious.

This made Ling Xian frown slightly, and said, "What happened?"

"Trouble is coming."

Su Qin looked dignified and said, "The comer is the murderer who overthrew your Zhang family."

Hearing that Ling Xian immediately showed an expression of hatred, his face looked a little bit shy.

Of course, this is a pretense. He doesn't have any relationship with the Zhang family.

"I received news that those people had arrived in Qicheng and contacted Qin Zhao Si ***** Su Qin smiled and said," I want to come, and I'm going to do something to my Su family. "

"Sorry, it's the Su family that I have troubled." Ling Xian regretted her face. This was not pretended, but from the heart.

I also knew with my toes that the person who destroyed the Zhang family must have heard that Zhang Junyu was still alive. If he did not fake Zhang Junyu's identity, he would not chase it.

"Where does Junyu say this? We are one family."

"Moreover, without you, my Su family would have lost control."

"So don't say anything about apology. The priority is to think about how to break the game."

Su Qin's expression was serious, his eyes filled with anxiety.

However, Ling Xian was at ease, let alone worry, not even pressure.

Although he was seriously injured, the healing in the past six months has recovered somewhat.

At least, it is more than enough to deal with several families of Qin Zhao Sima.