The First Cause of All Realms

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Soul is the spirit of a person.

Among them, the soul is yang, and the soul is yin, carrying all the spirit and imprint of a person.

The incompleteness of the soul is far more terrifying and irreparable than the incompleteness of the physical body, because what is lost is not only its own memory, but also its origin.

The three elements return to one, and the practice after the promotion of Wusheng is called the five internal organs, but in fact it is still the soul.

The reason why the name of the five internal organs is used is that the soul is stored in the five internal organs, the heart is stored in the spirit, the lungs are stored in the soul, the liver is stored in the soul, the spleen is stored in the mind, and the kidney is stored in the essence.

This is also the key point for the further degeneration of the three elements of essence, qi and spirit.

In the same way, if the body is still alive, one can swallow the elixir and transform it with the five internal organs to make up for the wounds of the soul. In the case of only the soul, it can be said that the medicine stone is useless.

"Replenishing the soul, replenishing the soul, it stands to reason that the Zhenxie Seal has the power of tempering the soul and transforming the yin and spirit, and it should also be able to make up for the wound of the soul..."

Looking at the unconscious Taoist man in the Zijin Gourd, Yang Yu had no choice but to grit his teeth and try.

Ji Dao Kuixing is the master of manipulating ghosts, but he is best at swallowing ghosts, not treating them.

But at this moment, he had to bite the bullet and try, at least, it wouldn't be worse than now.

hum!

As soon as his mind changed, the Yinxie Seal was already glowing, and the purple gold gourd trembled slightly, opening its mouth.

Yang prison's spirit is highly concentrated, and he carefully guides the soul of the Taoist mantra between the two great fruits.

Over the years, he has done a lot of similar things, and he has completely refined the soul of Liansheng's old mother, but at this moment, it is not for refining, but for repairing.

Therefore, his mind was tense and he had no confidence.

hum~

The purple gold gourd vibrated lightly, spitting out wisps of mist, which was the residual soul power left after Zhenxieyin sacrificed to the grass-head god.

Yang Yu's spirit was tense, but unexpectedly, the process of integrating these soul power into the broken soul body of the Taoist Mantra was easier than expected.

Without the slightest bit of exclusivity, it's as if...

Is this the souls of the Daoists of the truth? !

"This is the soul of a real person being split off? What a coincidence?"

Between the fusion of soul power, Yang Yu only felt a shudder in his heart.

In a trance, there are actually all kinds of images appearing in my mind between the strands of soul power.

Among the mountains, on the river, the young man of the Taoist mantra, in white clothes and swords, walks the world, happy and vindictive, very free and easy and heroic.

Until later, he met the person who swam with him...

......

Outside the room, Lin Daoren was motionless, and the stone statue seemed to stand for seven days and nights, blocking everyone including Qin Si from the door.

Zhao Kun watched eagerly, but he didn't dare to step forward, so he could only lead a group of fellow apprentices to wait together.

It was not until the eighth day after the door was closed that Yang Prison's tired voice sounded in the house:

"Senior Lin, come in."

"Master..."

Lin Daoist trembled and opened the door cautiously. His spirit was highly tense, and the big stone in his heart just fell to the ground when he heard the familiar voice.

"Seventh, it's hard for you."

"Master!"

In the dimly lit room, the figure of Daoist Mantra was very illusory, but came out of the locust tree. Lin Daoren cried with joy.

After the catastrophe, the master and the apprentice met again, and since no one would disturb them, there were many people waiting outside the house, and they all dispersed when they saw Yang Yu wave his hand.

After two years of running around and exhaustion, it broke out under great sadness and joy. Not long after the conversation, Lin Daoren couldn't hold it anymore, and forced himself to go back to the house and fell asleep.

"A real person." Yang Prison stepped forward to greet him.

"Little friend save me again."

The voice of the Taoist mantra is still very illusory, and he has no body. It is not easy to communicate with strangers. "What did the real person say, if you hadn't sacrificed your life to break the seven-in-one of the old demon that day, the younger generation would not be able to escape the means of the old demon."

Yang Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's just that there is no physical body..."

As the Heavenly Change is approaching, the soul can exist in the world, but there is no physical body. Even if the mantra man was a martial sage, he is like a rootless duckweed. It can exist for a while, but it is difficult to survive.

In fact, so too.

Under the pass, the fate of its people is chaotic. "The seal of pity and sacrifice..."

Daoist Mantra didn't care. Without the severe pain, he was in a very peaceful state of mind. He floated in front of Yang Yu, glanced at him, and already understood his state.

"You are already a Martial Saint? But you haven't become a ten capital, and you have been hit by the sacrifice of her body that she has cultivated for three thousand years?" screwed up.

"That old witch's Taoism practice is superb, I was very lucky to be able to kill her, but I can't avoid this seal of sacrifice..."

Yang Prison didn't hide it, and told everything about the cause and effect.

The battle in Dingyang City, up to now, he still thinks that it is extremely dangerous, and the strength of the old witch is unbelievable.

It was a bit of luck to win.

"Three thousand years have changed, even if it is a pig, the achievements will not be too bad, let alone a genius like her...

As if the past events were evoked, the Taoist mantra sighed slightly:

"Taoshu is not as good as martial arts, the road from martial arts to Wusheng has come to an end, and going forward, it is difficult to explore, but Taoism is not like this...

It's a bit of a fluke that you can win. "

He knew the old woman very well, and naturally he knew more about the thrilling fight behind Yang Prison's brief words.

"Not bad." Yang Prison nodded.

Rank 12, there is a saying of the limit in the world. Since ancient times for three thousand years, it seems that there is no clear proof that anyone's martial arts and Taoism have surpassed Rank 12.

But even if they are both in the 12th grade, the superior Taoism is often stronger than the superior martial arts, not to mention, the Taoism has the ability to complement each other.

When different types of Taoism are complementary and superimposed, they can often burst into power beyond the limit of ordinary Taoism. Just like the twelve door techniques that the old woman finally urged.

If it weren't for the spiritual energy, his flesh and blood would be evaporated in that instant, and his black iron skeleton would not be able to bear it.

"Fortunately, although she dabbles in martial arts, she doesn't think much of martial arts. Three thousand years of practice is naturally far more than any martial arts in the world, but there is no qualitative change, otherwise..."

After turning around Yang Prison, the Taoist mantra man's brows were relieved:

"Your physique is strong, not inferior to Henry Zhang of the year, but you can try your best to compete, just wait for Xiao Si's supernatural power to be promoted...

He is very familiar with Liansheng's mother, and he grasps it very accurately.

"In a land of three states, where hundreds of millions of people gather together, Xiao Si will have no problem completing the ceremony. Perhaps, she will be able to take the opportunity to ignite the fate map. It is not known that at that time, she may not be able to expel the seal of sacrifice, or even turn harm into benefit. ......" "It can only be so."

Yang Yu snorted as he spoke, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

Two years have passed, the tearing pain in his body is constantly colliding, and he is gradually getting used to it, but from time to time, it is still difficult to suppress, and his blood is churning.

"In contrast, it is that you have not yet become the ten capitals, and the first Jin Wusheng will have a greater impact on you..." While speaking, the old man couldn't help sighing:

"At that time, you had not yet become a great master, and the distance was still far away, but the old man forgot to warn you...

"Everything in the world is always difficult to satisfy. Now that you have chosen, the younger generation knows the pros and cons, and will not regret it." Yang Yu was very calm.

"In the past few years, you have changed a lot, and this mentality reminds Lao Dao of Henry Zhang back then." The Taoist man of the word has some appreciation.

No one is born to be calm, and looking at Yang Prison, who has collapsed before him and has not changed his color, he can't help but feel a little turbulent in his heart.

"The real person is wrong, how does the younger generation compare with Zhao Wangye?"

During the conversation, Yang Yu didn't stop breathing, and at this moment, he spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and his pale face had a bit of blood:

"It is said in ancient times that the root cause of the difficulty in attaining the ten capitals lies in the achievement of Martial Saints, such as the promotion of rank, and it is difficult for one body to accommodate two ranks..."

These days, apart from healing and cultivating, Yang Prison is also thinking about this issue, and being in it, he naturally feels more deeply than anyone else.

Now, he has already determined the source of the saying, "First become a Martial Sage, then ten capitals will be difficult to achieve". It is because of the achievement of Martial Saint that it is almost equivalent to him refining another rank.

This is evident from the fact that the Three Great Fruits in his arms are becoming less active. "good."

Hearing what he said, the mantra man couldn't help frowning:

"Do you have to give up this martial arts? It won't work, unless you completely abolish the foundation of your martial arts, otherwise, it won't work at all.

What's more, no one has ever tried it like this. If you abolish martial arts, you will still not be able to achieve it? "

"Twenty years of hard practice, hundreds of thousands of **** battles, I have cultivated this martial art, how could I give up?" Yang Yu got up and paced in the dark room. In front of the Taoist mantra, he was very frank. , state your plans.

"Incarnation?!" The old man couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words:

"Incarnation is the technique of supernatural power, which is only available in extremely rare ranks. Do you have such supernatural powers?"

"It's not very accurate to say incarnation, but it's not too bad..."

Wiping away the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, Yang Yu spoke slowly, his mind recirculating through the real flow and returning to the acupuncture point again.

In the wisps of mist, the stone monkeys with seven orifices fluctuated.

This is not only a natural stone monkey that is unconscious and thoughtless, but also the reflection of his chosen "shedding body".

It can temporarily carry its own martial arts!

"You, are you sure?"

After quietly listening to Yang Yu's plan, Rao is in such a state of mind as a Taoist mantra, and couldn't help but be a little frightened:

"You have become a Martial Saint, and the foundation of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Martial arts is connected with life. One is not good, but even a ghost can't do it..."

"Naturally I won't act recklessly."

Yang Prison knew the worries in his heart.

But of course he wouldn't joke about his own life. With the gluttony, he could try it in the recipe until he was completely sure.

"You have to think about it carefully, don't act too hastily..."

The man of truth warned.

"Junior understands."

Yang Prison nodded and pushed open the door.

At this moment, the night has receded, the morning light has broken, and a red sun has risen in the sea of ​​​​clouds:

"Count the time, guests, it's time to arrive."

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