Chapter 315: Immortal Soul Technique

Although Tang Qing is now a hands-off boss, her prestige is still there. After her decision, the Xuanji Empress joining the Demon Sect is settled.

After all the senior executives left, only Zhao Mu and the two empresses were left in the conference room.

Zhao Mu was about to go forward and hold Tang Qing's hand, but she avoided him calmly.

"Go with your new sister, why waste time on me."

Sure enough, she is still jealous.

At this time, there is only one way to break it.

That is to coax her shamelessly.

Zhao Mu did not say anything, forcibly broke through Tang Qing's defense, hugged her tightly in his arms, and never let go no matter how Tang Qing struggled.

Then, he used Zhao Mu's ultimate lip and tongue skills to subdue Tang Qing again.

When Tang Qing completely collapsed in his arms, Zhao Mu explained: "Things are not as you think, let me explain..."

Zhao Mu generally told his experience of going to Wuxiang Country, of course omitting some key clues.

But Tang Qing still understood it.

She looked up at Zhao Mu in disbelief, and then looked at the Xuanji Empress who was sitting quietly beside him drinking tea.

For a moment, her mind was a little confused.

Her idol, one of the five supreme beings of the human race, the Xuanji Empress of Wuxiang Country, actually signed an unequal soul blood contract with her husband and became her husband's servant?

Although this sounded a bit shocking, the Xuanji Empress was here. Since she did not express her opinion, everything Zhao Mu said was true.

Tang Qing suddenly sighed.

She looked at the Xuanji Empress.

"Even a supreme figure like you can't escape the shackles of life in the end. If you can't even be a human for immortality, is there any meaning in such immortality?" Tang Qing's tone became heavier, and she even felt a sense of regret.

She regarded the Xuanji Empress as an idol, but her idol collapsed, how could she not be angry.

She was so angry that she didn't even care about the status of the Xuanji Empress as the Supreme Heavenly Man.

Zhao Mu saw it and couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

Not to mention, at this moment, it really felt like a sister teaching her younger sister.

"I am for the people of Wuxiang Country. I can't die, otherwise the country will be in chaos!" The Xuanji Empress's eyes became more serious and she took the initiative to explain.

"Excuses, excuses!"

Tang Qing said angrily: "Don't use the country to cover up your selfishness. You are just afraid of death and just can't bear to give up this overwhelming power. If you can't even admit this, your five thousand years of practice will be in vain!"

Xuanji Empress was silent.

Selfishness... maybe.

She always thought she was not afraid of death, but in the end, there were too many things she couldn't let go of.

There is a great terror between life and death.

The longer you live, the deeper you feel.

Otherwise, how could there be so many cultivators who are about to die and do whatever it takes to prolong their lives?

"Sister, I know I was wrong."

The Xuanji Empress suddenly raised her head and apologized to Tang Qing very formally.

This sentence of knowing the fault surprised Zhao Mu and made Tang Qing sober instantly.

What was he doing just now?

Where did she get such courage to teach a supreme heavenly being a lesson!

Zhao Mu suddenly showed a relieved smile, it seemed that it would be redundant for him to continue to stay here.

These two empresses should be able to get along well.

Then leave time and space to them.

After leaving quietly, Zhao Mu was not idle, but went directly to the academy to summon all the disciples to take the alchemy class.

He wanted to continue to improve the alchemy technique to see if there was a way to extract the pure medicine power of the soul-cleansing flower from the medicine corpse.

More than half a month passed in a flash.

It was not long before the day to go to the inverted mountain. Before leaving, Zhao Mu finally found some ways to extract the medicine power of the soul-cleansing flower.

After several attempts, Zhao Mu finally extracted the medicine power of the soul-cleansing flower completely.

And refined it into a soul-cleansing pill and took it.

The effect of the soul-cleansing pill was amazing. After taking it for just two days, Zhao Mu could clearly feel the changes in his soul.

Although his physical body did not change, his mental state seemed to be sublimated, and he felt like he was rejuvenated and returning to his original state.

"My soul now should be considered a pure and innocent innate soul state."

Zhao Mu was quite satisfied, and then he summoned the little bastard to give it a revelation.

A complete soul-cleansing pill was instilled into the little bastard by Zhao Mu.

The little bastard was confused and at a loss. I was just an ignorant and miscellaneous spirit beast. Master, what are you going to do with such a powerful skill?

"Ding, you teach the soul-cleansing pill, triggering a ten thousand times return, and rewarding the "Immortal Soul Art."

Zhao Mu looked happy.

It actually triggered a ten thousand times return, which was good luck.

Then, the Immortal Soul Art began to be instilled into his mind.

This Immortal Soul Art is a very domineering soul-refining method, but unlike the cruel evil spirit of the Soul Refining, the Immortal Soul Art is equally cruel, but the target of cruelty is oneself.

This technique... feels very unfriendly to practitioners.

After practicing the Immortal Soul Art to perfection, the soul is indestructible and immortal.

Once this technique is mastered, Zhao Mu is absolutely qualified to compete for the world, and he will be able to run rampant even in the world.

But its practice process... is really inhumane.

The prerequisite for practicing the immortal soul is to experience the soul being scattered again and again!

In simple terms, it is to break up one's soul and then re-condense it. In this process, the soul will continue to become stronger.

After experiencing the soul being scattered for 9981 times, the immortal soul technique is considered to be practiced.

But that is the soul being scattered.

Even for a powerful practitioner, once the soul is scattered, it is almost equivalent to complete demise, and even reincarnation is impossible.

Using this extreme method to practice the soul is almost equivalent to jumping back and forth in front of the gate of hell, pure death.

The key is not to succeed by dying once.

You have to die for 81 times to truly practice the immortal soul.

To be honest, Zhao Mu was a little hesitant.

After practicing this technique, it is indeed awesome, but the risk is also ridiculously large.

"Anyway, let's try it a little bit first."

Zhao Mu sat cross-legged, holding his breath and concentrating his mind. He circulated his soul power according to the technique. Soon, Zhao Mu felt a sharp pain in his soul.

It was as if someone was using a knife to cut his soul alive!

At first, Zhao Mu could hold on with his strong willpower.

But as the technique continued to operate, the speed of cultivation became faster and faster, and the pain continued to surge like a tide, and the waves became higher and higher, until it evolved into a tsunami, which was about to completely submerge Zhao Mu...

After only practicing for a quarter of an hour, Zhao Mu decisively stopped.

He almost fainted.

The pain in the soul is different from that in the body. Although there is no injury on the body, the pain is completely defenseless and cannot be endured by normal people.

Half a day later, Zhao Mu came to his senses.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"This Immortal Soul Art is not suitable for me to practice for the time being. I can't stand it at the beginning. If I really want to reach the point of soul flying, I'm afraid I can't get through it the first time. Let's stop here."