Leisurely cultivating life

"It's the 'backhand' that Lord Si Lingdao put in your body!" Zhou Fan said seriously.

"But we have to figure out one thing first." Zhou Fan looked around.

"Is the information that suddenly appeared in your minds true?" Zhou Fan spread his hands.

"The soul is a little derivation of the true spirit of the living beings. This has already involved the creation of the heavens. It is a taboo, and no one can touch it, let alone the four spirits, the 'sinners of heaven and earth'."

In this world, after the death of a living being, the soul turns into a little bit of true spirit, returns to the heaven and earth, is rewashed by the law of heaven, and gives birth to a new life.

After such a blah blah blah analysis, Zhou Fan seemed to think about it all of a sudden.

"So, I am more inclined to have something external affecting you!"

"Foreign object?"

"Think about what you've got recently?" Zhou Fan's mouth slightly raised. He thought of when he was seven years old, when he went online with Golden Finger, got a gourd, and destroyed a Cannian.

Taiyi, Zhou Fan who likes to read history books, knows that in the distant ancient times, there was a strong man who ruled an entire era, named Emperor of Heaven, and named Taiyi.

The ancient times are too long, and there are very few records about the past of this Heavenly Emperor.

Regardless of whether it is the same person or not, but he is hiding in the gourd of killing immortals, so he can be regarded as a kind of 'backhand'!

"Is this what the elder brother said?" Lou Yehua spread a bead emitting a faint blue light on the palm of his hand.

"Senior Brother, if you can trust Senior Brother..."

"Senior brother, just do what you want, don't be shy!" Lou Yehua handed Meng Zhangzhu to Zhou Fan without saying a word.

Zhou Fan glanced at him quietly, without saying anything.

Putting Meng Zhangzhu in his hand, Zhou Fan raised his head and said, "Don't be surprised if something happens later."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Fan had a thought, and a bright purple light suddenly enveloped Meng Zhangzhu.

buzzing~~~

Meng Zhangzhu was alive, and after feeling the energy of life and death, she was shaking non-stop, as if she wanted to run away, but she was enveloped in purple light and couldn't escape.

The whole bead, from cyan, gradually covered with blood.

The purple light of Qingmeng flourished, and the blood color gradually separated from the surface of Meng Zhangzhu, and under the action of an inexplicable force, it gathered into a crystal drop of blood.

To appease Dayanzhu who was about to move, he handed Mengzhangzhu, which had turned green again, to Lou Yehua, who was pale.

Just peeling off this drop of blood made Lou Yehua like this. If Meng Zhangzhu was fed, Zhou Fan didn't want to be charged with killing his fellow disciple.

Maybe it's because the golden finger has been online for a long time, and the version has been updated. Dayanzhu can now be used by Zhou Fan a little bit.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"It's just hurting a little, it's okay, big brother!" Lou Yehua shook his head, his eyes fixed on the 'blood drop' covered by the clear purple light.

Just now, just now, after the drop of blood was stripped out, there was an inexplicable looseness in his heart, as if the shackles that had oppressed him for many years were released, and he was at ease and free.

What followed was that the 'instinct' engraved in the depths of the soul also disappeared. Compared with the damaged mind, it was worth it!

"Could this be the blood of Daoist Siling? It's incredible, how did he achieve such a strong vitality?" Lou Yehua exclaimed.

After a monk reaches a certain level, a drop of blood can invade mountains and seas, crack mountains, and even be reborn with a drop of blood, but the premise of all this is to be alive.

If you die at the end of your life, no matter how advanced your cultivation is, once time passes, you will all be reduced to ashes.

Unless someone specially maintains it, such as the East China Sea, the corpse of the real dragon stands in the ancestral courtyard and forms a large formation to suppress the East China Sea.

But the Lord of the Four Spirits does not have this condition.

It can make the blood of the middle ages intact until now, and the meritorious deeds in it have reached the pinnacle.

"Is this the 'second hand' of Lord Si Ling? Just this drop of blood?" Tu Mengmei murmured.

"En!" Lou Yehua nodded with certainty.

"Could it be that he wants to seize his home and be reborn?" Zhen Depang asked hastily.

"Who knows?" Zhou Fan shrugged.

This question may never have an answer.

"Junior Brother Lou, this..." Zhou Fan rubbed his palms, pointed at the blood drop, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and in his heart he was crazily comforting Dayanzhu who was 'about to move'.

"If there is no senior brother's...mysterious purple light, the junior brother will not be able to find this 'second hand'. Our senior brother will settle the score clearly, and we will use this as a reward, how about it?" Lou Ye Hua Wen said.

Why are you being polite!

Zhou Fan wasn't suppressing Dayanzhu any longer, and the purple light rolled, and the blood dripped into Dayanzhu's stomach.

Feeling the bursts of joy from Dayanzhu, Zhou Fan knew that the 'food' this time was very much to his liking.

The last time he had such appetizing 'food' was when he was seven years old, and that's why he got the Immortal-killing Gourd.

Now that such a large wave of energy has entered the account, Zhou Fan already has some thoughts in his heart about another 'strengthening' function.

"Junior Brother Chang!" Zhou Fan stared at Chang Lei as if he was looking at a Yuanshi mountain, fiery.

Some couldn't bear Zhou Fan's attention, so he handed over a two-foot-long dagger to Zhou Fan.

According to the gourd painting, after some manipulations, Dayanzhu, who was reluctant to part with him, was appeased, and Zhang Erchangge returned to the original owner.

Some 'gloomy' absorbed the blood drops, and the resentment of Dayanzhu's boss filled Zhou Fanman's mind.

With a good word to comfort Dayanzhu, he promised to find a lot of "food" that suits his appetite in the future, and Dayanzhu was born peacefully, lying quietly in Zhou Fan's mind.

Chapter 110 Too strong, GM shot

Nameless Hill.

After Zhou Fan cleared away the 'backhands' left by Taoist Si Ling, the originally quiet atmosphere was swept away, and there was a feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mist.

First, after waiting for a month, Chang Lei finally woke up, but the bad news followed, and then Zhou Fan's Dayanzhu made a move.

This joy, sorrow, and joy made them feel like they were riding a roller coaster, going up and down, up and down... so exciting!

"Junior Brother Lou, Junior Brother Chang, how is your recovery?"

For Lou Yehua and Chang Lei, Meng Zhangzhu and Zhi Minge can be regarded as alternative natal objects, and the process of Dayanzhu cleaning up the "back hand" is like washing away dirt with an iron brush, natal objects and mind Closely connected, the taste of this is indescribable.

"Thanks to the elixir of senior brother, Yukong is not a problem!" Lou Yehua's face turned pale.