Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 23: One Thought, One Power
A golden light burst out from the depths of Yang Huai's eyebrows, protecting his soul.

That is the Zhoutian Lingguang body protection spell.

However, the endless disgusting smell still poured in from his pores and even from his limbs to his bones, pressing on Yang Huai's shoulders. The three bloody flames on his head flickered like candlelight.

No evil ghost or fierce spirit is as ferocious as this black tiger.

A murderous intent suddenly arose in the depths of Yang Huai's brows, and two white lights suddenly flashed out of his body and instantly nailed the black tiger that was pouncing on him. The white light flashed, and the black tiger suddenly let out a painful hiss.

The red-robed Taoist figure appeared behind him. He looked at the white light coming out of Yang Huai's eyes, and his eyes moved slightly.

"It seems to be Feng's Soul-fixing and Soul-slashing Technique, but it has not yet entered the basics and has not been cultivated to the point of killing!"

"This is not enough!"

He stared at the scene calmly.

After a painful howl, the black tiger demon spirit, which was already full of resentment, turned into a gust of evil wind and instantly rushed into the depths of Yang Huai's eyebrows.

Countless disturbing thoughts suddenly surged into Yang Huai's soul from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness. Fortunately, at this time, the Zhoutian Lingguang Mantra deep in his soul protected his soul and did not allow those countless distracting thoughts to surge into his soul and disturb his mind.

But the evil intention and huge oppression also made him feel extremely stressed.

"How to do?"

Yang Huai's mind was racing, and he felt inexplicably panicked. He had never experienced such a strange, terrifying and fierce fight.

"No, Qianlongzi Shangzhen said that the sea of ​​consciousness, or even the core of a cultivator, can store and visualize all kinds of incredible powers, connect the spirituality of heaven and earth, and enhance the power of the soul. If so, can we fight with this?!"

As he thought about it, he saw the black tiger's sharp claws coming towards him. The Qianyang Golden Light Talisman took shape in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness and merged with his soul. In an instant, Yang Huai felt that he had merged with the power of the golden spirit and the yang spirit of heaven and earth, and even crossed a thin film, attracting an extremely amazing spiritual power from heaven and earth, and at the same time, he gave birth to the image of a golden spirit. A giant golden axe illuminated his sea of ​​consciousness, and streams of innate essence gushed out from the depths of the Niwan Palace and merged with it.

Boom! !
The extremely strong and masculine force seemed to cut through the void and slammed fiercely into the black evil tiger that rushed in.

"kill!"

The corners of Yang Huai's eyes almost broke.

"Roar!"

In an instant, the black tiger's claws were cut off, but it was still full of evil thoughts and turned into black wind, opening its mouth to bite. What greeted it were several blows from the giant axe, which chopped it to death in the depths of its sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, Yang Huai opened his eyes, and layers of cold sweat seeped out from deep between his eyebrows.

The Qi and blood throughout his body also began to vibrate violently along with the Zhoutian Heart Method. Layers of Qi and blood vibrated regularly in his body, and countless black auras were repelled and refined from his pores all over his body.

But Yang Huai also discovered that, with the help of the impact of the black tiger demon soul, his innate Qianyang Golden Light Talisman had merged with his soul and even the essence of his whole body. A strong and yang aura slowly descended from the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows throughout his body. Yang Huai could even sense that, with a single thought, he could summon the power of the golden spirit, yang spirit, and clear spirit of heaven and earth, and integrate them into his body to nourish his entire body.

Although it is faint, it is mysterious and indescribable.

This is mana!

Yang Huai's eyes lit up, and at the same time, the Qianyang golden talisman deep in his sea of ​​consciousness disappeared completely.

It did not disappear, but merged into the depths of his soul. Layers of golden light grew in the depths of his soul, becoming extremely masculine and fiery.

Of course, it's only the outer layer that's masculine and fiery.

He is still far from being able to eliminate all the Yin impurities and have a pure Yang spirit like the Supreme Masters.

Yang Huai was very excited just to be able to refine the talisman seed in one step. This at least saved him ten days or half a month of practice time. After refining the talisman seed, he could finally learn Taoism.

Yang Huai also noticed the red-robed Taoist priest standing beside him with a calm expression, and immediately bowed.

"Thank you for your cultivation, uncle!"

At this time, Yang Huai had already realized that if the other party really had ill intentions towards him, they would not just allow such an ordinary demon soul to harm him, but would definitely do something ruthless.

But he still couldn't handle this method.

Is this the way the barbarian Taoist expresses his enthusiasm?
He secretly complained in his heart.

The red-robed Taoist snorted coldly.

"What a waste of talent! Is this how you use the spiritual power of heaven and earth? Is the power of the gold spirit really only the most rigid and masculine?"

Yang Huai cursed in his heart. He had only practiced for a few days. If he hadn't been smart, he would have been in such a mess. But Yang Huai's heart moved and he quickly bowed. "Can Uncle Master Yan teach me?"

The red-robed Taoist glanced at Yang Huai and said lightly.

"Attacks like the Black Tiger's resentful ones are common in the Slaughter Hall. You do need a special secret technique to nourish your mind and calm your soul in order to gain a foothold. But you don't need me to teach you. The scroll that Senior Brother Hou Feng gave you contains a secret technique for calming the soul that is specially practiced in the Slaughter Hall. As long as you can practice it successfully, it won't be difficult to deal with ordinary situations. If you can achieve great success, the demons in the Slaughter Hall will not be able to plot against you!"

"Yes!"

Yang Huai agreed immediately.

The red-robed Taoist said again.

"You can continue to look at other places in the Slaughterhouse, but I don't recommend you go near those animal pens now!"

Yang Huai's expression changed slightly when he heard that. He glanced at the iron-barred houses outside the slaughterhouse that were sealed with countless golden talismans. There was a faint sense of black air lingering inside, which was comparable to the infinite evil feeling brought by the first ban.

"This slaughterhouse is so dangerous?"

He took a deep breath and felt like he was walking on thin ice.

He immediately turned around and left, beginning to explore this empty, yet deep and eerie slaughterhouse.

When Yang Huai left the main hall and entered the side hall, Taoist Hou Feng appeared in the main hall. He looked at Taoist Yan with some surprise.

"Brother!"

Seeing Taoist Hou Feng coming, Taoist Yan's wanton demeanor suddenly subsided slightly.

Taoist Hou Feng had already seen what had just happened and shook his head.

"It seems that Senior Sister Yugong is wrong!"

Taoist Yan glanced at the empty, ghostly slaughterhouse and sighed slightly.

"All of you brothers are cultivating pure and spiritual Qi, and are afraid that the killing will disturb your peaceful cultivation. You are all unwilling to take over this temple. Naturally, I can only think of a solution myself!"

"Senior Sister Yugong only used a Bodhi Spirit Body Diagram to exchange for the only inner gate of my Slaughterhouse. She really underestimated me!"

Taoist Hou Feng glanced at him, but heard Taoist Yan sigh.

"At least add another white jade bodhi seed!"

"Or the lower-grade green wood bodhi seeds will do. After all, you are a woman. How can you achieve anything great if you are so stingy?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Hou Feng was speechless. This was the Taoist Yan he knew.

He doesn't care about inheritance. After he leaves, he doesn't care whether there is inheritance or not, as long as the benefits are enough.

……

After taking a tour around the slaughterhouse and seeing many horrific weapons, Yang Huai returned to the temple.

Then he took out the animal skin scroll given to him by Taoist Hou Feng.

The Slaughterhouse is so dangerous that he can only hope that this scroll of secret techniques can help him in the future. He does not want to die inexplicably in the Slaughterhouse.

If he died like this, not only would he not be able to obtain the innate sword bone destiny, but according to the information given by the bronze mirror, his soul would be damaged, his foundation would be severely damaged, and he might even not be able to use the bronze mirror anymore. This was a price he could not accept.

So he could fail the mission, but he could never die.

Yang Huai's eyes were calm. He actually didn't feel it was difficult. Instead, it was all the unknowns that made him feel an unprecedented excitement in his heart.

His eyes finally fell on the animal skin in his hand.

This animal skin scroll records many taboos in the Slaughterhouse, as well as many types of monsters and exotic beasts that are frequently slaughtered. However, what Yang Huai values ​​most is the mysterious art of suppressing gods recorded at the back of the scroll.

"The visualization diagram of Suiren's spirit image!"

(End of this chapter)