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 a bad premonition surged in his heart.

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

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

If you are not careful, you may be completely lost in endless illusions.

woohoo hoo...

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

Although it was a warm day, Shen Qing felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and was cold all over.

The intense cold penetrated every inch of his body, making him shiver.

This kind of cold was even colder than when he was a hunter and had to go out in his wet robe and tattered clothes. He was almost frozen to death.

Shen Qing's feet left his body and floated in mid-air. He felt like he had fallen into the sea. Looking around, he saw nothing but a vast expanse of space, with no support at all.

He felt helpless and extremely uncomfortable.

Is this going to kill me?
Shen Qing desperately wanted to return to his body, and this was the only thought left in his mind.

But no matter how he used his thoughts, his soul did not move at all.

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

Shen Qing hurriedly calmed himself down.

The more critical the moment, the more we need to remain calm.

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

As he called upon it, the remaining humanity in his soul was constantly being consumed.

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

Finally, at a certain moment, he seemed to have grasped a special connection that allowed him to sense the existence of the flesh shell.

He hurriedly grabbed the connection and kept getting closer to the shell.

Shen Qing lowered his head and unexpectedly discovered 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 and slowly returned to his body.

The moment he returned to his flesh, it was like returning from a cold abyss into a warm embrace. All his weakness and dizziness disappeared instantly.

Shen Qing was breathing heavily, his collar soaked with sweat. He looked at the guardian incense sticks that were almost burned out and unexpectedly discovered that these guardian incense sticks were more helpful to the soul than he thought.

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

However, on the other hand, the rewards from this adventure were extremely rich, allowing him to almost reach the late Lingxu realm in one breath, breaking through a major realm and reaching the Yuanshen realm.

After a while, Shen Qing gradually calmed down.

"Now that I have condensed my primordial spirit, I can control external objects."

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

This precious sword is a weapon that came out of ancient ruins. It has a trace of spirituality and can barely be considered 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 spirit had fully recovered.

Shen Qing concentrated his mind and gently separated a wisp of extremely pure spirit.

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

At this moment he had dual consciousness and dual perspectives, which were closely connected and shared information, just like twins with telepathic connection.

In this strange double perspective, Shen Qing attempted to wield the sword hanging at his waist.

An idea occurred to him, and he stepped forward, drew his sword and held it across his body.

In an instant, there was a clear clang sound, a flash of cold light, and the precious sword was gently lifted up, leisurely floating 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 flesh shell's view, the knife appeared out of thin air without the help of any external force.

But in the eyes of the soul, he was holding a precious sword across his body.

The completely different perspective gave Shen Qing an extremely special perceptual experience.

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

The sword light was flowing and the trajectory was agile. The sword actually followed his will and moved lightly around his body, sometimes passing along his back, sometimes passing around his neck. Every movement was precise and accurate, like a living thing, which was breathtaking.

At this moment, Shen Qing suddenly realized that controlling objects means using a wisp of his own soul to control the objects. The soul is light, so controlling objects seems extremely fast.

Moreover, because when the soul controls objects, unless it is deliberately manifested, it is invisible and intangible, and even people with profound cultivation find it difficult to discern the mystery. They can only witness the object moving in mid-air as if it is lifted up by some invisible force, and think it is a controlled object.

"I see."

After Shen Qing experienced the mysterious methods of the Yuanshen Realm to others, he found that they were just like that.

Seeing that he still had some 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 his fingertips.

As his mind moved and his fingers flicked, the sword flew into the air, entangled by a wisp of spiritual energy, and flew away from where he was.

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

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

He felt that the precious sword in his hand seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, becoming heavier and heavier, until the sword seemed to be pressed down by a mountain, so heavy that he could no longer "hold" it.

It fell to the ground with a plop.

Shen Qing frowned, as if realizing something.

The knife is still the same knife.

It's not that the knife has become heavier, but that the power of one's own spirit has become weaker as the distance increases.

He was not discouraged and kept trying.

pat.

pat.

pat.

……

After countless attempts, Shen Qing finally came to the conclusion that the limit of his spiritual power to control objects is currently within a five-meter radius.

Within five meters, he can control the sword; beyond five meters, he can only sigh in despair.

Shen Qing felt that the range was a bit small and was somewhat dissatisfied. He couldn't help but feel emotional and yearning for the realm of flying in the sky, where he could fly with a sword and kill enemies thousands of miles away 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 had reached this level on the first day of his breakthrough, which was already somewhat unbelievable.

Suddenly, Shen Qing felt something strange in his arms.

It was Xiaohu who sent the message.

Shen Qing reached out and took out the spiritual mirror and held it in front of him to examine it. Under his gaze, a few words appeared on the mirror: "Xue Zhao returned to the capital 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 are veterans of the battlefield and have killed countless people. At this moment, he probably can no longer control his desire to kill him.

Although the Xue family has a terrifying imperial power in the capital, they are also a prominent family in the capital with considerable influence.

If you really want to kill him, you can always find a way.

Counting the time, it has been almost a month, and my aunt and her family should be near the capital by now.

I have to go and pick them up, and not bring them to Beijing for the time being, so as to prevent the Xue family from doing something to them and putting myself in a passive position.

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

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

There was a sound of "clicking" all around, and the disposable formation flags he brought with him were all 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 of light and disappeared into the sky.

……

Under the walls of Danzhou City, the smoke gradually dissipated, leaving behind a mess.

After Xue Zhao's army captured the city, they followed ancient custom and laid down their weapons for three days, which ended today.

Deep behind the curtain of the main camp, General Xue Zhao sat in front of a desk, surrounded by a strong murderous aura.

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

He was now meticulously working out the details of the deployment of the garrison and the evacuation.

It was unknown how long it had been, but Xue Zhao had finally finalized all the arrangements for returning to the capital.

At this time, the curtain of the tent was gently lifted, and a young man walked in quietly. He walked quickly towards them, holding a heavy book in his hand.

This person was Xue Manzi, Xue Zhao's confidant in the family. He was brought into the army by Xue Zhao and had accumulated many military merits.

"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 scanned the words: Shen Qing, the chief of the southern part of the Beijing Military Department, appointed by His Majesty, can freely enter and leave the royal armory, and is highly regarded by Lan Gongliang...

These information were like a cold wind, inadvertently rippling the calm surface of Xue Zhao's heart.

"Shen Qing... this boy..." Xue Zhao whispered the name, with a complicated look on his face. His eyes were filled with scrutiny and deep thought. "He is so trusted by His Majesty, so he should not be kept."

His mind couldn't help but recall the scene of Lan Gongliang stopping him that day, and a trace of anger flashed through his heart.

Now that Shen Qing has become somewhat of a powerful figure, it may not be so easy to kill him.

Especially since he had the attention of Ji Zikong, it would be even more difficult to touch him in the capital, where the emperor was standing before him.

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. If this guy is alone this time, it would be easy for him to kill him.

Upon hearing this, Xue Manzi stood beside Xue Zhao and waited for further instructions.

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

"Yes, General." Xue Manzi clasped his hands together and said respectfully, "I have already checked it out. Shen Qing was born in Taiping County and was a hunter. His parents died when he was about ten years old, and he depended on his eldest sister for life. With the help of his uncle Shen Er, the two siblings survived in the village. Later, they went to the city to learn martial arts. I don't know how they got the appointment documents and entered Yongzhou as a messenger. Along the way, he killed demons and was appreciated."

"He made great contributions in killing the Huangtian Sect spies, so he was appointed as the chief of the two divisions. Until he participated in the pacification meeting and killed Master Xue Bai, he won the championship by chance and returned to Beijing until now."

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

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

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

Hearing this, Xue Zhao's eyes lit up, and he found a breakthrough and said, "It's really a pillow sent to me when I'm sleepy. I was just worrying about not having a reason to lure him out of the capital, and his family members gave me the opportunity."

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

Xue Zhao put on his armor and stood up. He patted Xue Manzi on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave the final finishing work here to you. You can take charge of the overall situation for me."

"I will obey my orders."

After finishing the instructions, Xue Zhao did not stop. He tiptoed and a rainbow light emerged, wrapping him up and turning him into a rainbow light as he rushed out of the tent and flew towards Kyoto.

……

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

At the front of the team, a simply decorated carriage with a flag embroidered with the word "Shen" 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 was riding on a horse. He looked back and drove the horse away from the carriage. He leaned on the horse 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 traveling with a family and a lot of luggage, so we are naturally walking slowly. If we travel light, I am afraid we can arrive in one day at most."

"Oh."

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

The long journey was a bit too much for her at her old age, and a hint of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"Aunt, let me rub it for you."

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

Shen Er and his son Shen Shan, who were sitting outside the carriage, looked inside and remained silent.

At this moment, someone in the team suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted excitedly: "Look! There is a rainbow!"

Hearing this, everyone looked up and looked towards the vast blue sky in the direction he pointed.

I saw a brilliant rainbow light cutting through the sky, coming from far away, at a speed so fast that it 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 right in front of their convoy.

"Uh-huh!!!"

Everyone reined in their horses and stopped, 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 covered in armor.

"Everyone, show us your weapons."

Crash.

Everyone in the team was unequivocal, and they drew their swords and prepared for battle. (End of this chapter)