Chapter 2047: Power of Soul Space

A little help is enough.

Shan Qingrou hurriedly waved her hand: "My master has already arrived, and the people from Fenglei Sect have also been executed, so don't bother senior brother to take action."

"Well, that's fine."

Lu Chen nodded: "I won't delay you, I have to heal my wounds first. You and your master can go."

As he spoke, he swung the black mist with his right hand and sent Shan Qingrou out.

When Shan Qingrou returned to the crowd again, everyone's expressions changed when they saw her.

Being able to be invited in by such a strong person and sent back again, this kind of treatment is not available to everyone.

Many people showed envious eyes.

Shan Qingrou felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately returned to Master's side.

Master walked against the wind and took her and Huan Sihui away immediately.

On the way, Su Ran asked: "Qingrou, what did that person tell you?"

"It's nothing, I just asked about the situation of the men and women in purple."

"Oh? I seem to see you gave him something."

Su Ran said with burning eyes.

Shan Qing judged: "He asked me for some healing elixir."

"You just gave it to him?" Huan Sihui interjected.

Shan Qingrou glanced at her: "Don't you give it?"

Huan Sihui was speechless.

The Emperor of the Sifang Realm asked them for something, how dare they refuse to give it.

It's just that if people really want healing pills, and there are so many people in the audience, why don't they just ask for all of them at once, instead they only want yours.

And how could the Emperor of the Sifang Realm use their ordinary healing pills.

Master Su Ran nodded and said, "It's fine."

She was secretly surprised.

This little disciple who has always been innocent has actually learned to lie.

How could I believe such a clumsy lie about giving healing pills.

I really don't know what the black mask said to Qingrou, making her willing to hand over something.

But it shouldn't be a good thing, after all, this disciple has never traveled outside, and he knows exactly what is on him.

As long as people are fine, then it's fine, don't worry so much.

Whoosh!

Su Ran settled down, speeded up, and flew towards the core of the imperial city.

This battle in Chimu City was just an episode in her life for her.

Let yourself see what high-level combat is.

Maybe I have the opportunity to come into contact with this realm in the future, or I may not have the opportunity in my whole life.

But seeing it once can be regarded as letting me know the direction of my efforts.

The Emperor of the Sifang Realm is indeed the darling of heaven and earth.

Every move can condense the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

Apart from being able to fly, their Triangular Realm is far from the Sifang Realm.

The difference between true energy and spiritual power is a qualitative difference!

"I hope that the core of the imperial city will allow people to find an opportunity to break through the Sifang Realm."

Su Ran secretly looked forward to it.

Although I know it is slim, there is always hope.

...

In the ruins of Chimu City.

Lu Chen, Cui Yu, Tu Mingdao, and Scarlet Eyed Spear Emperor all sat quietly to heal their injuries.

They are not afraid of being attacked by someone.

Even if there are tens of thousands of onlookers, there is no need to be afraid.

Because those who have seen the battle just now have absolutely no guts to attack them.

Unless it's a lunatic fool.

I didn't see that the huge Chimu City was destroyed in the battle just now.

That crazy woman is so powerful, she kills like hemp, isn't she also beaten to the brink of death by these four people?

Whoever dares to come up to the tiger's mouth and pull out his beard now will simply die.

As a result, the onlookers left separately, leaving Lu Chen and the four of them to heal quietly.

Three days later.

Lu Chen stood up and said, "Is it almost over? We have to hunt down Ziyun brothers and sisters before the traces dissipate."

"So fast?"

Tu Mingdao exclaimed.

Although he didn't suffer any major injuries, the previous battle was extremely exhausting.

It can't be recovered in three days.

Three days only allowed him to recover 20% of his spiritual power.

It was even worse for the Scarlet Eyed Gun King. Three days was just for him to recover his normal ability to move and speak sharply.

But even if he speaks sharply, he doesn't want to say a word now.

Inexplicably, he was led to the soul space by people, and he recognized people as masters.

And only now did he discover that the person he recognized as the master was actually this black mask.

It never occurred to him that Black Mask was so young.

At a young age, his combat power is amazing, he has a soul space, and there are three clones in the soul space.

What is the origin of this kid, I have never heard of it.

When I thought that I recognized this unknown person as my master, I felt extremely depressed.

And the most hateful thing, this kid took away his Lingbao Golden Cauldron!

Thinking of this, the Scarlet Eyed Spear Emperor's heart filled with hatred.

He can only fight by not speaking.

Cui Yu said: "It's almost there, let's go, lest the traces disappear after dragging on, and it will be difficult to hunt down."

"Um."

Lu Chen nodded, the black mist rolled, and he brought the famous butcher knife and the red-eyed gun emperor.

"Chimu, where did those two go?"

Lu Chen asked.

The red-eyed gun emperor groaned and chirped, unwilling to speak.

Lu Chen's face darkened.

boom!

A tyrannical coercion crushed the soul of the Scarlet-Eyed Gun Emperor.

He was rolling in the air with his head in his arms, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he wailed in pain: "I said, I said.

Actually I didn't see clearly.

At that time, there was thunder and fire, and my eyes were almost blind, and I couldn't perceive it at all. "

"waste!"

Lu Chen cursed harshly, and said to Cui Yu, "Brother Dao, it's up to you."

"Let's fight side by side, why is it even more unusual. Just call me Lao Cui."

Cui Yu chuckled.

With a burst of mental energy, he searched for traces around him.

A moment later, he grabbed the air with his right hand.

Chirp!

Drop a stone.

Ask for directions.

Drip yo.

The stone has a pointed end and spins on the ground.

Finally, with a click, the rotation ends and a direction is specified.

"This way, the south, the direction of the core of the imperial city, is also the direction of Zhongzhou."

Cui Yu frowned: "Are they going to flee back to Zhongzhou, it feels a bit wrong.

Let me make another divination. "

After all, take out the natal compass and the carapace.

Swish!

Jiabei was scattered in the sky, Cui Yu was holding a compass and muttering words.

"There is nowhere to be found in the pure Yang swordsmanship, but there is a true spirit deep in the imperial city."

Cui Yu muttered silently, then stared blankly, and looked at Lu Chen: "This hexagram seems to be only about you."

"Pure Yang swordsmanship?"

Lu Chen frowned.

The meaning of this hexagram is that deep in the imperial city, is there a true spirit of Chunyang swordsmanship?

But if the true spirit of Chunyang Sword Dao is in the depths of the imperial city, then what is attached to the Chunyang Sword?

"Do you want to stop divination and find out the whereabouts of Ziyun brothers and sisters?"

Lu Chen suggested.

Cui Yu shook his head: "No way. If you test the hexagram again, it will be wrong. My life is wasted for nothing."

"life?"

Lu Chen was startled.

Cui Yu smiled and said, "Do you think that my divination relies on true energy and spiritual strength?"

Lu Chen was silent.

It turns out that Cui Yu's divination depends on lifespan.

Lu Chen asked: "How many years of life do you need to consume for a divination?"

"Not much. Ten years at least, millennium at most.

Sometimes if you encounter an unrevealable will of God, you may die immediately.

But I haven't encountered it yet, haha. "

Cui Yu smiled indifferently.

Lu Chen was shocked!

As a strong person at the ninth level of the Triangle Realm, it is reasonable to expect that he can live to nine thousand years old.

But Cui Yu did a fortune telling, if he was unlucky, he would consume a thousand years of life.

This is amazing.

It is equal to counting nine times, and he has to die.

If you're lucky, it will cost you ten years and a hundred years, but that doesn't count as many times.

Think about it, Cui Yu did a fortune-telling not long ago, and today he did another fortune-telling for himself.

I don't know how much life he spent.

But looking at the situation, Lu Chen decided not to let Cui Yu fortune-telling if it was not necessary.

Originally, Cui Yu was a blind person, so I'm afraid that his eyes could not be solved by fortune-telling.

If he is asked to continue the calculation, he is afraid that he will die at the end of his lifespan before leaving the Sifang Continent.

"Okay, I understand, let's go south to the core of the imperial city.

It just so happens that I'm going there too to see the ruins of the core of the imperial city. "

With Lu Chen's final word, the black mist rolled and took the three of them away.

Half a day passed quickly.

The aura left by the Ziyun brothers and sisters has disappeared.

After all, he is the genius of Ziyun Villa, all kinds of treasures emerge one after another, and there must be many treasures to cover up the traces.

It was surprising to be able to catch up with them.

Lu Chen was not worried, but found a restaurant to live in.

Living alone in a room, he drew out the Chunyang sword, saying: "There is nowhere to find the way of the Chunyang sword, there is a true spirit deep in the imperial city."

"?"

The old man of Chunyang Sword and Sword Spirit was slightly taken aback, his eyes were puzzled.

Lu Chen said: "This is a hexagram calculated by a friend of mine who is Yi Dao.

What do you think this means, what is the true spirit of Chunyang Sword Dao? "

"The true spirit of Chunyang Sword Dao?"

The sword spirit old man pondered, shook his head and said: "I am just the sword spirit of Chunyang Sword, and I have been dusty for many years, my memory is incomplete, and I don't know much.

But I do remember one thing, the Patriarch Chunyang was the City Lord of the Imperial City of the Northern Territory back then.

No, it wasn't called the Imperial City of the Northern Territory back then.

The Northern Territory at that time was our Yanyue Academy.

It's a pity that tens of millions of years have passed, but it was replaced instead.

Our Yanyue Academy, in a corner of peace, has been down and down until now.

If I think about it, I look forward to seeing the ancestors of the year.

Maybe, that is what this prophecy said, the true spirit of Chunyang Sword Dao. "

"You mean that the true spirit is the remnant soul of Patriarch Chunyang?"

Lu Chen's eyes froze, he didn't expect that the Imperial City of the Northern Territory had such a relationship with Yanyue Academy.

The sword spirit old man said: "I hope so, or it may have other meanings.

By the way, that matter will be investigated after the suzerain enters the core of the imperial city.

How about learning the Chunyang swordsmanship first?

If the suzerain had mastered the Chunyang swordsmanship before, the enemy would have suffered even greater injuries! "

"Yes. Teach me, enter the soul space."

With a move of Lu Chen's mind, he pulled the old sword spirit into the soul space.

"Lu Chen!"

Qingming, Liushuang, and Kuangfeng immediately greeted them.

Tu Mingdao and Scarlet Eyed Spear Emperor hid on one side, swinging their swords silently.

They are slowly being assimilated.

Seeing this scene, the sword spirit old man opened his mouth wide in surprise: "The soul space actually has such an ability.

The suzerain deserves to have a strange appearance.

The old man should help with all his strength, just to get a chance to shape his real body. "

"Don't worry, when I succeed in cultivation in the future, I will help you find the treasure to shape your real body."

Lu Chen promised.

The sword spirit old man was overjoyed: "I don't ask for much, as long as I have the scraps of the suzerain's three avatars, I am satisfied."

What he meant was that while Chase Lu was seeking body-shaping treasures for his three clones, he would be satisfied with keeping a little for himself.

Lu Chen nodded: "As you wish."

The old sword spirit rejoiced, and began to demonstrate Chunyang swordsmanship for Lu Chen.

There are nine styles of Chunyang swordsmanship.

The first form, pure yang sword energy!

The second style, ten thousand swords return to the clan!

The third form, Heavenly Fire Flows Gold!

The fourth style, Jinyang Smash the Devil!

After demonstrating these four moves, the sword spirit old man said: "The old man has been buried in dust for many years, and his memory has not yet recovered, so there are only these four moves for the time being.

In the future, the memory may be restored, and the memory may not be restored, disappointing the Suzerain. "

"No problem."

Lu Chen waved his hand.

These four formulas are enough for now. ?The first two forms are very simple. As long as you master the Tiangang Heart Sutra proficiently and use it to activate the sword technique, you can display the pure Yang sword energy.