Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow

Before Shen Qing could be happy for long, a heavy feeling of weakness and dizziness quietly enveloped his soul, which immediately made him panic and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

The danger of the soul suddenly leaving the body was far beyond imagination.

At this time, he only felt that his soul was like a light feather, floating aimlessly in the endless void, free and helpless.

If he was not careful, he might be completely lost in the endless illusion.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, a breeze penetrated through the cracked walls and doors and windows of the wild temple.

It was obviously a warm day, but Shen Qing felt like falling into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold.

The strong cold penetrated every inch of his body, freezing him shivering.

This kind of cold was even colder than when he was a hunter, wearing a wet robe and tattered clothes to go out, and it was almost freezing him to death.

Shen Qing's feet left his body and floated in the air. He was like falling into the sea. Looking around, there was a vast expanse without any support.

He felt helpless and uncomfortable.

Was he going to die?

Shen Qing wanted to return to his body urgently, and this was the only thought left in his mind.

But no matter how he thought, his soul did not move.

The soul was exposed to the void for a long time and began to weaken.

Shen Qing hurriedly calmed his mind.

The more critical the moment, the more calm he needed.

Shen Qing did not give up, and continued to comprehend the true meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, master the tenacious power of humanity, and mobilize everything that could be mobilized in his body.

As he mobilized, the remaining humanity in his soul was constantly consumed.

The whole process was extremely difficult, like a small boat struggling in a storm, which was in danger of capsizing at any time.

Finally, at a certain moment, he seemed to have caught a special connection that made him feel the existence of the flesh shell.

He hurriedly grabbed that connection and kept approaching the flesh shell.

Shen Qing looked down and unexpectedly found that the guardian incense in the wild temple was burning at a very fast speed at this moment.

Boom!

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Qing's soul finally slowly returned to his body.

When he returned to his flesh, it was like returning from a cold abyss to a warm embrace, and all the weakness and dizziness instantly dissipated.

Shen Qing panted heavily, his collar soaked with sweat. He looked at the incense sticks burning almost to the bottom, and unexpectedly found that these incense sticks were more helpful to his soul than he had imagined.

If it weren't for these incense sticks, he would have almost been unable to come back, and his heart was filled with gratitude and fear for surviving the disaster.

However, in contrast, the harvest of this adventure was also extremely rich, allowing him to almost cross the late stage of the Lingxu realm in one breath, breaking through a major realm and reaching the level of the soul realm.

After a while, Shen Qing gradually calmed down.

"Since the soul has been condensed, then you can control external objects."

Shen Qing's eyes couldn't help but fall on the sword on his waist.

This sword is a weapon that flowed out of the ancient ruins. It has a trace of spirituality and can barely be regarded as a "magic weapon" that can be used to practice controlling objects.

Shen Qing was not in a hurry, but sat cross-legged on the spot to regulate his breathing.

He planned to continue practicing only after he felt that his soul had fully recovered.

Shen Qing concentrated his mind and gently separated a strand of extremely pure soul.

In an instant, an unprecedented wonderful feeling surged throughout his body, as if his existence was miraculously replicated.

At this moment, he had a dual consciousness and dual perspectives, which were closely connected and shared information, just like twins communicating with each other.

In this strange dual perspective, Shen Qing intended to drive the saber hanging on his waist.

He had an idea, stepped forward and drew out the saber and placed it horizontally in front of him.

In an instant, there was a clear sound of clang, a flash of cold light, and the sword was gently lifted up and floated leisurely in front of Shen Qing's body.

The tip of the blade trembled slightly, emitting a faint cold glow, which matched his eyes.

In the view of the flesh shell body, the knife rose out of thin air without any external force.

In the eyes of the Yuanshen, he was holding the precious sword horizontally in front of him.

The completely different vision gave Shen Qing a very special perceptual experience.

Shen Qing's mind moved again, and he wanted to hold the sword and circle around himself.

The sword light was flowing, and the trajectory was agile. The precious sword actually followed his will and moved lightly around him, sometimes passing by his back, sometimes passing by his neck. Every movement was accurate and correct, like a living thing, which was amazing.

At this moment, Shen Qing suddenly realized that controlling objects was to use a wisp of his Yuanshen to control objects. The Yuanshen was light, so it seemed to control objects very quickly.

And because the Yuanshen controlled objects, if it was not deliberately manifested, it was invisible and intangible. Even people with high cultivation could hardly see the mystery. They could only witness that the objects seemed to be lifted by some invisible force and moved in the air, thinking that they were controlling objects.

"So that's it."

After experiencing the mysterious means of the Yuanshen realm that others saw, Shen Qing found that it was just like that.

Seeing that he still had strength left, Shen Qing continued to make new attempts.

He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the precious sword that had accompanied him for many years.

With a thought, he flicked his finger, and the precious sword flew into the air, entangled by a wisp of soul, and moved away from where he was.

At first, everything seemed to be under his control, and the precious sword danced lightly and moved straight across the void.

But as the distance gradually increased, Shen Qing's face began to become solemn.

He felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be being pulled by some invisible force, becoming heavier and heavier until the sword seemed to be suppressed by the mountains, as heavy as a thousand pieces, and he could no longer "hold" it.

It fell to the ground with a "plop".

Shen Qing frowned, as if he realized something.

The knife is still the same knife.

It's not that the knife has become heavier, but that the power of one's soul has become weaker as the distance extends.

Undeterred, he tried one after another.

Snap.

Snap.

Snap.

…

After countless attempts, Shen Qing finally came to the conclusion that the current limit of his ability to control objects is the space within a radius of five meters.

Within five meters, he can control the sword; beyond five meters, he can only look at the ocean and sigh.

Shen Qing felt that the scope was a bit small and was a little dissatisfied. He couldn't help but sigh and long for the realm of air travel, where he could kill enemies thousands of miles away with his sword and travel in all directions.

In fact, what he didn't know was that it would take other Yuanshen realm martial artists at least three to five years to reach this five-meter distance, but he only reached this level on the first day of his breakthrough. Somewhat incredible.

Suddenly, Shen Qing noticed something strange in his arms.

It's Xiaohu's message.

Shen Qing reached out and took out the psychic mirror and put it in front of him to examine it.

Under his gaze, a few words appeared on the mirror in the psychic realm: "Xue Zhao returned to Beijing with his class today."

Looking at these words, Shen Qing's face couldn't help but become serious.

He didn't expect Xue Zhao to return to Beijing so soon.

For some reasons, he killed Xue Zhao's two sons.

People like Xue Zhao have been on the battlefield for a long time and are capable of killing people. At this moment, I am afraid that the desire to kill him has long been out of control.

Although there is fear of imperial power in the capital, the Xue family is also a noble family in the capital and has considerable influence.

If you really want to kill him, there is always a way.

After doing the math, almost more than a month has passed, and it's time for Auntie and the others to arrive near the capital.

I have to pick them up and not take them to Beijing for the time being, lest the Xue family make a fuss about them and make themselves passive.

Let’s talk about it later when the situation stabilizes.

Without further ado, after Shen Qing thought clearly, he waved his hand and removed the formation.

Just hearing a click from all around, all the disposable formation flags he brought turned into powder under the spiritual power and disappeared with the wind.

Shen Qing walked out of the wild temple, soared into the sky, turned into a rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

…

Under the Danzhou city wall, the smoke gradually dissipated, leaving a mess.

After Xue Zhao's army captured the city, they followed the ancient practice and deployed troops to seal the sword for three days. It was over today.

Deep inside the curtain of the main camp, General Xue Zhao was sitting in front of the documents, surrounded by a thick evil aura.

This is the result of his long experience in the battlefield and his excessive killing habits.

Now he was meticulously detailing the deployment of the garrison and the details of their evacuation.

I don't know how long it took, but Xue Zhao finally finalized everything about his teacher's return to Beijing.

At this time, the curtain of the camp was gently opened, and a young man walked in quietly. He walked over quickly with a heavy volume in his hand.

This man is Xue Manzi, Xue Zhao's confidant in the family. He was brought into the army by him and accumulated a lot of military exploits.

"Sir, this is all the information you want about Shen Qing."

"Bring it here."

"yes."

The detailed information about Shen Qing was carefully sorted out and spread out in front of Xue Zhao by Xue Manzi.

Xue Zhao's eyes slowly glanced at the words: Shen Qing, the southern commander of the Beijing Army and Horses Division, appointed by His Majesty, has free access to the royal arsenal, and is highly regarded by Mr. Lan...

This information was like a cold wind, inadvertently ruffling the calm lake in Xue Zhao's heart.

"Shen Qing... this son..." Xue Zhao whispered the name, with a complex expression on his face, and his eyes were both scrutinizing and thoughtful: "How can I gain such trust from His Majesty, let alone keep him."

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the scene of Lan Gongliang blocking him that day, and a trace of anger flashed in his heart.

Shen Qing has become a bit of a bad guy right now, and it may not be possible to kill him so casually.

Especially since he had Ji Zikong's attention, it was even more difficult to touch him in the presence of an emperor like him in the capital.

We have to find a way to lure him out, away from the capital, and then deal with him without anyone noticing.

Last time, Lan Gongliang interfered with the situation. This time, if he was alone, it would be easy for him to crush him to death.

Hearing this, Xue Manzi stood beside Xue Zhao and waited for the next instruction.

"Except for some situations in the capital, does Shen Qing have any other content?" After a while, Xue Zhao finally asked.

"Yes, general." Xue Manzi clasped his hands and said respectfully: "General, I have found out. Shen Qing was born in Taiping County and was a hunter. His parents passed away when he was about ten years old, and he was dependent on his eldest sister. for With the help of their uncle Shen Er, the two siblings survived in the village. Later, they went to the city to learn martial arts. Somehow they obtained the appointment documents and entered Yongzhou to work as a police officer, and were recognized for their merits in killing monsters along the way. ”

"He made great contributions in killing Huang Tianjiao spies, so he was appointed as the chief sergeant of the two divisions. He participated in the Jing Rebellion Conference and killed Master Xue Bai. By chance, he became the leader. He has returned to Beijing until now."

Xue Manzi told all the information he had learned about Shen Qing in one breath.

"He is a talented person. It would be a pity not to kill him." Xue Zhao commented sincerely: "You just said he has family, right? Where are they now?"

"I have also checked. They left Yongzhou and rushed to the capital. Now they are almost near Kyoto."

Hearing this, Xue Zhao's eyes lit up. He found a breakthrough and said, "It's really a pillow when I'm sleepy. I was just worried that I had no reason to lead him out of the capital, and his family members gave me the opportunity."

"In that case, I won't be polite."

Xue Zhao stood up in armor, patted Xue Manzi on the shoulder and told him, "The final finishing work here is left to you. You take charge of the overall situation for me."

"I obey your command."

After giving the instructions, Xue Zhao did not stay. He tiptoed, and a rainbow light emerged, enveloping him and turning him into a rainbow light, rushing out of the tent and galloping towards Kyoto.

...

On the outskirts of the capital, in the southwest direction, on the official road 80 miles away from the city wall, a line of carriages and horses moved leisurely.

At the front of the team, a flag embroidered with the word "Shen" hung on a simply decorated carriage, fluttering in the breeze.

Inside the carriage, Aunt Wang gently opened a corner of the carved wooden window, poked her head out, and asked tiredly: "Xiaohu, can you estimate how far we are from the capital?"

Tian Xiaohu rode on the horse, looked back, drove the horse away from the carriage, and leaned on the horse's back and said: "Aunt, I just asked Yang Baotou, he said that at the current speed, we can arrive in one or two days at most. We are dragging our family and luggage along the way, so we naturally walk slower. If we travel light, I'm afraid we can arrive in one day at most."

"Oh."

Aunt Wang responded softly after hearing this, then pulled down the curtain and rubbed her sore waist.

The long journey made her, who was old, a little overwhelmed, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"Aunt, let me massage you."

The eldest sister Shen Fang in the carriage was considerate and took the initiative to massage Wang's back and shoulders.

Shen Er and Shen Shan, who were sitting outside the carriage, looked inside and said nothing.

Just then, someone in the team suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly: "Look! There is a rainbow light!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and looked at the vast blue sky in the direction he pointed.

I saw a brilliant rainbow light cutting through the sky, from far to near, at a speed that was astonishing.

"There seems to be someone in the rainbow light!" someone exclaimed, with a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"That person... seems to be coming towards us!" another person added, shouting in surprise.

As soon as he finished speaking, the rainbow light had already landed in front of their team.

"Whoa!!!"

Everyone stopped their horses, their eyes fixed on the rainbow light, full of vigilance.

They saw the rainbow light fade away, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man in full armor.

"Everyone, show your weapons."

Hualala.

Everyone in the team was not vague, and drew their swords to prepare for battle. (End of this chapter)