Chapter 342 Master Yumen

Fake baby! Just like the fake elixir in Wu Qi's condensed elixir in the previous chapter, it is a secret method used in the Sutra to deceive others and deceive others.

Based on the secret technique of Baiyun Immortal Sect's Gui Yuan, it absorbs a huge amount of spiritual energy, fills the golden elixir with the enlightenment of Yongwu Immortal, and condenses it into Nascent Soul with secret methods. This Nascent Soul contains all of Immortal Yongwu's Heavenly Dao sense and enlightenment, and the Heavenly Dao sense and enlightenment at the level of an immortal. As long as Wu Qi can fully understand all the Tao of Heaven, he will be able to use this false baby to promote his cultivation to reach the realm of Heavenly Immortal.

But this fake baby is just a fake baby. Rather than saying it is Wu Qi's Nascent Soul, it is better to say that it is a strange magic weapon that looks like a Nascent Soul and has the same functions as the Nascent Soul. It possesses all the functions of Nascent Soul, but what controls it is just a trace of Wu Qi's distraction. Even if the fake baby was destroyed one day, Wu Qi would only be distracted by the destruction, without any harm to his body.

Huge amounts of spiritual energy were still pouring into Wu Qi's body. Wu Qi sat cross-legged, Tian Zhiguo had raised his IQ and ability to comprehend the Tao of Heaven to the point of obscenity. Coupled with all the mysteries described in the Sutra, Wu Qi, in just a few hours, understood the wonderful principles of heaven and earth recorded in the inscriptions of Tianzhen Dao owned by Immortal Yongwu to the limit equivalent to the peak of Nascent Soul. .

The Nascent Soul within Wu Qi's body also grew rapidly, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy from outside, and quickly rose to the level that the Nascent Soul Peak should have. Huge amounts of true energy continued to spurt out from the silvery fake baby, flowing rapidly along the main meridians of Wu Qi's body. Wu Qi concentrated slightly, and there were countless sharp silver lights looming around his body, cutting into the surrounding rock walls. Earth and rocks flew.

With a cold snort, Wu Qi used the Forbidden Divine Flame to completely refine the Immortal Soul of Yongwu Immortal, and refined his Immortal Soul into 360 fist-sized purple-green soul beads. He took a soul bead, and a pure and powerful soul source power quickly surged into his sea of ​​consciousness, and was digested and absorbed by his soul, causing his soul to gradually grow stronger.

"Brilliant!"

With a chuckle, Wu Qi took out the Qingyi Sanren. Refining him in the same way.

The flesh and blood essence formed golden blood crystals, and the fairy soul turned into purple-blue soul beads. Qingyi Sanren's cultivation level is obviously more than one level higher than that of Yongwu Immortal. He has more than 400 blood crystals and 570 soul beads. Qingyi Sanren majored in Qingmu Kung Fu, and also practiced Qingfeng Technique derived from Qingmu. What condensed in his immortal soul were one hundred and twenty-three light blue Tianzhen Dao inscriptions.

Wu Qi's fake baby swallowed up the inscription of the Heavenly Dao in a day, and his fake baby quickly turned into a color that was half silver and half green.

There was another burst of crazy breathing of spiritual energy. Wu Qi's fake baby had reached the limit of his innate Yuan Fei, gradually forcing his innate Yuan Fei to undergo strange changes.

Finally, there is Xuan Yang Immortal. Among the three, Immortal Xuanyang has the strongest cultivation level. Six hundred blood crystals, eight hundred soul beads,

This kind of harvest shocked even Wu Qi. In particular, there are a total of 358 inscriptions on Tianzhen Dao in Xuan Yang Immortal's immortal soul, and his understanding of flames has reached an extremely profound level. Wu Qi wondered whether Immortal Xuanyang was about to break through to the realm of the thirty-sixth grade Heavenly Immortal.

Swallowing Immortal Xuanyang's Heavenly Dao inscription into the fake baby, the silver and green fake baby suddenly emitted a dazzling red light. The three bright lights of silver, green and red hovered around the fake baby. Every time Wu Qi took a breath, the fake baby also breathed out. Every time Wu Qi exhaled, the fake baby also exhaled. With each exhalation and inhalation, the pure three-color true energy continuously surged out from the body of the false infant, filling the main meridians and air points of Wuqi's body.

Five acquired spiritual beads flew out and danced around the fake baby. Among them, the three acquired spiritual pearls of Gengjin, Qingmu, and Binghuo shone brightly, echoing the entangled runes of green, silver, and red in the fake baby's belly. Every time the five spiritual beads circled around, a faint hint of the Tao of Heaven merged into Wu Qi's soul, and Wu Qi felt that his compatibility with the aura of heaven and earth around him had become stronger.

What surprised Wu Qi even more was that he separated a trace of pale golden blood from the essence and blood of Immortal Xuanyang.

It is as thin as a jade, several feet long, with a light golden color all over its body, constantly emitting little bits of red light. This trace of blood cannot even be refined by the Forbidden Divine Flame. It is clearly the innate blood of some kind of fire-attributed divine beast. Wu Qi sensed the desolate and ancient aura coming from his bloodline, and initially judged that this might be the bloodline of the fire attribute phoenix or the sacred bird Luan.

No wonder Immortal Xuanyang was chasing Wu Qi that day. He suddenly vomited blood and a pair of fire wings sprouted from his back. This guy was a heavenly immortal cultivated from a bird demon, and he also had a trace of the blood of the divine bird. He used a secret method to force out a trace of the innate magical power in his blood, which allowed him to instantly catch up with Wu Qi, who was escaping in an eight-horse chariot.

Holding this trace of blood, Wu Qi pondered for a while, disposed of all the fragments left by the three immortals, and swallowed up Immortal Xuan Yang's Fire Wheel with the Dragon Scale Shield and the eighteen Demon God puppets. After falling, Shi Shiran released the three demon kings of Da Zhao from the spirit-nurturing ring.

While the three demon cultivators were unconscious due to the drunken dragon incense, Wu Qi broke through their souls, leaving a trace of soul restriction among the three demon cultivators who had no power to resist. , firmly controlling their life and death. With a small traction restriction, Wu Qi took out the antidote and revived the three demon cultivators after confirming that he had complete control over their life and death.

As soon as the three demon cultivators opened their eyes, they roared and jumped up to take action.

Wu Qi smiled softly, flicked his fingers, and the three demon cultivators howled miserably. A trace of black light flashed through their souls. The three souls seemed to have been struck by thunder, causing them to twitch and fall to the ground in pain. Cold sweat oozed out like wine. The three dignified demon cultivators in the Yuan Shen realm were tortured by Wu Qi to the point where they could not survive or die. They rolled over on the ground with their heads in their hands, and kept making pitiful howls.

Wu Qi looked coldly at the three great Zhao ministers who were struggling and howling on the ground, crying out in pain and almost dying from the pain, but they couldn't even pass out. He sat cross-legged on the ground with a cold face and let the three of them moan miserably for a full quarter of an hour before slowly withdrawing the forbidden technique. The severe pain in the three enshrined souls suddenly dissipated, and the three of them still howled in pain for a long time. Then they collapsed on the ground and gasped, looking at Wu Qi as if they had seen a ghost.

Smiling calmly, Wu Qi said in a deep voice: "Three of you, starting from today" you are my people. "

Glancing at the three of them, Wu Qi chuckled and said, "If you are not convinced, you can commit suicide, but you must remember to beat your soul to pieces, and not even a trace of your true spirit will be left behind. Otherwise, the three of you just did The pain you have experienced will be endured a thousand times more. If the Divine Seal Throne doesn't want to commit suicide, it's easy. From now on, just listen to me and follow me. Wait until you reach the Heavenly Immortal... No, wait until you become the Golden Immortal. , I will cancel the restrictions in your soul."

The three demon cultivators looked at each other in silence. If the cultivator reaches the Golden Immortal level, then the restrictions in their souls will be lifted? Then we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse? People with insufficient qualifications will never reach the Golden Immortal Realm in their lifetime! Is it possible that they will be controlled by him for the rest of their lives?

Before the three of them could come to their senses, Wu Qi snorted coldly, the restraint was activated again, and the three of them were howling miserably and rolling on the ground again. This time, eighteen demon puppets rushed forward together, six of them served one person, and their fists and feet fell like raindrops, beating the three of them to their heart's content.

The Demon God Puppet is not flesh and blood, but has also practiced the powerful God and Demon Kung Fu. Every punch is heavier than Mount Tai. Although the three demon cultivators have the cultivation of Yuan Shen, they were still beaten until their skin and flesh were torn apart. Broken bones and tendons.

There was the pain of incineration of souls inside, and the pain of bones and flesh being broken on the outside. After an exercise, the three demon cultivators cried and knelt on the ground, lowering their once unruly heads in resignation. Wu Qi looked at them coldly for a while and shouted coldly: "Come with me. From now on, you will still be the worshipers of Da Zhao, and you can do whatever you need to do. But any news related to Da Yan, please inform me."

The three demon kings, subdued by Wu Qi's violent force, responded helplessly. They are the Leng Ni Demon Splitting Wind Zhenjun, the Green Vulture Demon Qing Ying, and the Gopher Demon Five Sacred Masters. They are all demon kings in the deep mountains and old forests of the Great Zhao Kingdom, fierce old demons with many years of experience, and powerful Yuanshen monks. .

After unblocking the soundproofing at the entrance of the cave, Wu Qi led the three demon cultivators, who were ashen-faced and covered in cold sweat, to the water cave outside.

With a smile on his face, Zhao Kuo was still cutting horses and two other men into pieces one after another. The three of them had been cut to pieces, but Zhao Kuo didn't know what method he used to restrain them. The skin and flesh of the three of them had been cut clean, but they still survived. Ma He stammered, still cursing Zhao Kuo and greeting his ancestors: "How could we... be crushed by your torture? How could we... betray our teacher?"

Looking at Ma He who was still persisting at this point, Wu Qi couldn't help but shake his head. He said coldly: "If he still refuses to recruit, we can only extract his soul and read his memory directly. I hope this guy's soul is stronger and can let us toss for a while. I also hope that there are no restrictions in their soul, otherwise it will still be the same. A big problem."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Xiaoqi suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs: "No, no, I said, I said, we were sent by Feng Master. Feng Qianli, Feng Master asked us to come to Xueyuan Star Do the right thing. It’s the wind master, the wind master..."

All the skin and flesh on the face were scraped away, leaving only Ma He with a skull face. He turned his head with difficulty and glared at Yan Xiaoqi who was pinned down by the Long Bo people and whipped endlessly. He shouted sternly: "Xiao Qi, are you crazy? How could you betray the teacher? You, you..."

Just when Ma He was yelling and scolding, Wu Qi tapped his finger between Ma He's eyebrows, and a burst of black smoke spurted out from his five fingers, sucking out Ma He's soul from his body. Countless black talismans rushed into Ma He's soul. Suddenly a jade-colored light flashed through Ma He's soul, and his soul exploded into pieces with a 'bang' sound. Even if Wuqiu was quick, he could only catch a few broken pieces of Ma He's soul and look through some of his memories.

"Damn it, there really is a restriction in their souls!" Wu Qi cursed angrily.

But the little memory he got was enough for Wu Qi to use. This was the memory of Ma He's childhood. When he was three years old, he was accepted as a disciple by Feng Qianli, the teacher of Yamen Academy. When he was six years old, he was adopted by Feng Qianli. The memory of sending him to the palace!

"He is indeed Feng Qianli's student!" Wu Qi looked at Yan Qijun: "Is Feng Qianli famous?"

Yan Qijun opened his mouth and said dryly: "He is... the professor of the Dayan clan. He has been a disciple of the Dayan clan since 150 years ago. He has always had an excellent relationship with the Dayan royal family! "

Wu Qi nodded and pulled out the souls of the other two men. Just when he was about to use secret techniques to torture them, the cave suddenly began to tremble violently.

With a 'crash', all the ancient rune restrictions under Wu Qibu were shattered together.