Starting from Li Chengqian, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, to be honored

Chapter 392
Li Chengqian looked thoughtfully at this scene that was difficult for ordinary people to notice. He personally used his own blood to refine the Xuanyin Tower. Naturally, he knew the mysterious and magical qualities of such blood-refined objects.

Because he completed the blood refining by chance, the connection between Zhang Xiaofan and the soul-eating rod is extremely close.

Even if Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation level is so low, he can still rely on the blood refining method to forcefully activate the soul-eating rod with such terrifying evil aura.

Even with this thing, he almost won the first place in Qingyun Sect's Seven Meridians Competition held every 60 years.

But success is also a soul-eating stick, and failure is also a soul-eating stick.

Because of such a close connection between the two, even if Zhang Xiaofan is not holding the soul-eating rod in his hand, as long as it is within a certain range, the soul-eating rod can use its own vicious aura through this connection from the depths of the bloodline. Impact on Zhang Xiaofan.

Especially when some dark and obscure thoughts arise in Zhang Xiaofan's heart, the degree of influence increases almost geometrically.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhang Xiaofan is too weak, and his spirit and will simply cannot bear such ferocious and terrifying violence.

After all, everyone has a dark side.

And in the face of such an extremely ferocious thing in the world as the soul-eating rod, even a trace of darkness in the heart will rapidly expand and expand under its urging.

Not to mention, there is a secret in Zhang Xiaofan's life that can overturn everything he holds on to.

Just because of a promise, he had stuck to it for many years. In the end, this person turned out to be the enemy who destroyed his entire village and killed his whole family.

Even if ordinary people knew about this, they would probably go completely crazy.

Not to mention, Zhang Xiaofan was deeply affected by the Soul-Eating Rod.

Zhang Xiaofan's perseverance at this moment is nothing more than maintaining the bonds created during the years of getting along with each other in the Qingyun Sect.

But this bond seems to be strong, but in fact it is fragile.

The moment Zhang Xiaofan's own secret is exposed, it will be gone.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was about to be briefly led into the devil's path by the soul-eating rod, Li Chengqian just snorted lightly, and his voice seemed to be filled with divine power.

Not only did the Soul-Eating Rod suddenly restrain its evil aura, but Zhang Xiaofan also woke up from the countless crazy thoughts in a cold sweat.

The blood-refined object looks extraordinary, and others seem to have no idea how to use it, but to Li Chengqian, the blood-refined object is just an ordinary magic weapon with some strange abilities.

Everything is nothing more than the combined force of mind, will and blood.

And his achievements in any of these three aspects are extremely astonishing.

Especially the power of the mind has reached a level beyond this world.

No matter how magical the blood-refined object is, he can forcibly interrupt the connection between Zhang Xiaofan and the soul-eating rod with the help of his powerful mind.

But at this moment, he could see that the influence of this soul-eating rod on people's hearts was certainly due to the terrifying evil energy contained in the blood-thirsty beads, but a large part of it came from the dark and inconspicuous body of the rod, which absorbed souls.

There is a strange iron in the sky, which falls in the Jiuyou, and the ghost fire burns the spirits of the ghosts to refine it. It is red in a thousand years, formed in a thousand years, gathered in a thousand years of ghosts and spirits, and formed in a thousand years into a soul-stirring ability.

These ferocious creatures born in response to heaven and earth are truly extraordinary.

Just as Li Chengqian was marveling at his ability to capture souls, Zhang Xiaofan, who had just woken up, was staring at Li Chengqian with fear in his eyes.

"You, what have you done to me?"

Li Chengqian weighed the soul-eating stick in his hand and said calmly: "Did I do something to you, or did it do something to you?" He looked at Zhang Xiaofan calmly: "Do you really think that such a vicious thing is Can you control it?

Just a blood-thirsty bead can turn Puzhi into a vicious demon, not to mention the treasures of the underworld such as the soul-absorbing iron.

However, if you take the two out separately, no matter what they are, you will be dead long ago. However, the two are fighting each other and dependent on each other. You have not only trained it into a blood-refined object, but also made it in front of others. With such a Weibo cultivation level, you can control it.

But everything in the world, every drink and every peck, has its own reasons.

Although Puzhi taught you the true method, under the influence of the blood-thirsty beads, the entire village of Caomiao was massacred. Although you used the method of blood refining to control such ferocious creatures, you were already unknowingly controlled by them. Confused by his evil spirit.

It really does agree with that sentence. All gifts from God have already been marked with a price in secret. "

Speaking of this, Li Chengqian couldn't help but frown slightly. If the inheritance of the sea of ​​stars in the sky fell on him, what price would he pay?
Is everything really just a coincidence?

He shook his head gently. No matter what hidden dangers there were, as long as he was strong enough, everything would be solved.

What's more, no matter what, he will not stop his progress.

But at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan only had that short sentence echoing in his mind.

'Although Puzhi taught you the true method, under the influence of the bloodthirsty beads, he massacred the entire village of Caomiao. '

His lips were trembling, his face was pale, and he couldn't help but retreat.

"Impossible, impossible."

Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at Li Chengqian: "You must be lying to me!"

Looking at the extremely excited Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng Shushu and Lu Xueqi, who were relatively familiar with him, were unable to move or speak under the suppression of Xuanyin Tower, but there was still a trace of worry in their eyes.

Xiao Yicai, on the other hand, looked at Zhang Xiaofan with neither joy nor sorrow, with a bit of surprise.

He didn't think Li Chengqian could lie. With the terrifying strength Li Chengqian was showing now, there was no need to lie to him, a young disciple of the Qingyun Sect who had only been a member for a few years.

Let’s not mention the blood-thirsty bead for the moment, so did Puzhi Divine Monk, one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, really massacre that Caomiao Village?
Also, with Universal Wisdom’s intention of passing down the true Dharma, is it possible that this little fan could actually master the Prajna of the Great Brahma of Tianyin Temple?

Faced with Zhang Xiaofan's doubts, Li Chengqian had no intention of explaining. His eyes were dull and somewhat cold.

"Just in time, I will go to Tianyin Temple in a few days. If you have any questions, you can ask Puzhi in person."

The first volume of the Heavenly Book has been obtained. Ten thousand people should be outside the Ten Thousand Bats Ancient Cave. With Baguio in hand, even if he cannot conquer it, it is not difficult to get the second volume of the Heavenly Book.

Let’s not mention the volume of the Heavenly Book in the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasury for the moment. The last volume of the Heavenly Book hidden in the Zhuxian Sword of Qingyun Sect also needs time. Then the fourth volume of the Heavenly Book hidden in the immeasurable jade of Tianyin Temple will be his next most important book. Good choice.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and murmured: "He, he is still alive?"

Li Chengqian was about to speak when a golden light and two red lights roared towards him from the stone path not far away.

In the golden light, the Dharma figure dressed in white monk robes appeared solemn and majestic.

Li Chengqian smiled slightly and said: "Puzhi is life or death. I think this little monk knows it best."

(End of this chapter)