Chapter 1322

"Every time I sink into the hieroglyphics on the door plaque, the stone will give off a weak light. Does this mean that when I sink into the hieroglyphics, there will be a sense of oppression overflow in the hieroglyphics, which will cause the stone to give off light?" Qin Huan was lost in thought.

After half a ring, Qin Huan sighed: "unfortunately, there is no space in the hieroglyphic. Otherwise, just throw the stone in..."

Qin Huan was stunned and hesitated for a moment. He simply pressed the stone on the hieroglyphics on the incomplete plaque.

Qin Huan had intended to look into the hieroglyphics and release the pressure of the hieroglyphics, but the moment the stone pressed on the hieroglyphics, it burst into light.

"Bang!" just as Qin Huan walked around the stone to see what was abnormal, the stone suddenly burst into a dull sound.

At the same time, a drop of yellow beads fell from the air into the hieroglyphics in the plaque and disappeared.

If Qin Huan hadn't just caught it, I'm afraid it would be hard to notice.

Looking at the hieroglyphics on the plaque, Qin Huan looked surprised and muttered to himself, "that yellow bead... Is it a blood bead?"

Although Qin Huan only caught it, he thought carefully that the Yellow bead should be a drop of blood... After pondering for a long time, Qin Huan's divine sense penetrated into the hieroglyphics again.

"Boom!" in an instant, Qin Huan felt that the world was collapsing, and the boundless sense of oppression was overwhelming.

Qin Huan felt more oppressive than before. Qin Huan couldn't support it for a moment. He gushed blood at his mouth and turned pale.

"This... This is..." Qin Huan breathed cold air, and his pale face was shocked. He never thought that a drop of blood in the stone would make the hieroglyphics so powerful after falling into the plaque

Qin Huan was at a loss for a moment. His original intention was to understand the Tao contained in the plaque, but now he can't even get into it. How can he understand it?

Qin Huan took a deep breath and tried to penetrate the hieroglyphics again. This time, Qin Huan resisted the endless oppression in the hieroglyphics and saw what was going on.

Two breath!

Qin Huan held on for two seconds. His divine consciousness was crushed into powder by the boundless power in the hieroglyphics.

However, Qin Huan got a message during these two moments. In the hieroglyphics... Qin Huan saw the yellow blood bead and a faint shadow in the blood bead

Qin Huan was confused by this information.

"That's really a blood bead... But whose blood bead is that? Who is the virtual shadow in the blood bead?" Qin Huan looked uncertain. This information surprised him.

After thinking for a long time, Qin Huan couldn't figure out why. Because he didn't know much about the eternal ancient sky, he couldn't guess who wrote the blood and the hieroglyph.

Qin Huan pressed down his doubts. He picked up the incomplete plaque and murmured to himself, "unfortunately, I thought I could understand it. At this time, it seems that only when I improve my cultivation in the future can I continue to understand it."

Qin Huan was helpless and prepared to put the plaque into the empty ring, but at the moment when he was ready to throw it, he suddenly remembered something and made more than a meal.

Staring at the plaque, his face changes constantly

"The virtual shadow in the blood bead should be the soul contained in the drop of blood! And the hieroglyphics on the plaque also contain Tao and will. If we can integrate the two, can we get a relatively complete remnant soul?" Qin Huan thought sharply.

He thought of the soul Sutra of reincarnation and creation... And the soul Sutra is a Sutra that specially breeds the remnant soul into a real soul. If the remnant soul of this drop of blood can be bred into a real soul

Then, we can not only get great fortune from this drop of blood, but also get a powerful strong man!

Qin Huan could not help breathing heavily. He was excited to think about it.

"I can try it now!" Qin Huan clenched his teeth and said. Although his divine sense could not resist, his divine soul was extremely powerful. Anyway, the immortal fruit was not mature in those years. He planned to try it first to see if he could really cultivate the residual soul as mentioned in the soul Sutra.

Then Qin Huan closed his eyes and a complete soul Sutra came to mind. He planned to practice the soul Sutra first and ponder the blood beads in the hieroglyphics.

A month later.

Qin Huan opened his eyes with a touch of surprise. According to the soul Sutra, he cultivated a force similar to the divine soul yuan force. However, different from the divine soul yuan force, this divine soul force contains strong vitality, which is extremely beneficial to the divine soul.

"According to the soul Sutra, this power is called the divine power, which is enough to repair the defects on my divine sword." Qin Huan said to himself that there were defects in the palm he suffered when he came out of the ghost land. Although he got the pill from Qi Youlong later, he still didn't recover perfectly, but now there is the divine power, Qin Huan is sure to erase all the defects.

"Now, I have the soul refining formula and soul Sutra. The soul refining formula is mainly attacked by the soul, and the soul Sutra is to breed the soul... There are two kinds of magic formulas. Give me time, my soul will be far better than the monks in the same realm." Qin Huan said.

He has a deep understanding of the power of the divine soul attack. If the divine soul can be strong, it will benefit all his life.

Then Qin Huan separated the spirit and entered the hieroglyphics with the holy power of the spirit.

Although Qin Huan's spirit is strong, the oppression in the hieroglyphics is too strong. Even if Qin Huan's spirit is strong, he is only a cultivation in fairyland after all. The life limit of the realm also limits his spirit's strength.

Under this boundless sense of oppression, Qin Huan only persisted for 30 seconds, and the spirits disappeared before they were close to the drop of blood bead. However, the holy power of the spirits was crossed into the yellow blood bead by Qin Yu and was swallowed up by the yellow blood bead in an instant.

Qin Huan's face was very pale when the spirit was crushed, but he didn't stop. He continued to separate the spirit and entered the hieroglyphics with the holy power of the spirit.

In this way, Qin Huan kept trying until after the 23rd time, the consumption of the soul was too large to bear. Qin Yu stopped and began to run the soul Sutra with his eyes closed to cultivate his own soul.

half a month later.

Qin Huan continued to separate the spirits after they recovered 80%

In this way, Qin Huan's spirit became stronger and stronger when running the soul Sutra. Moreover, it seems that after that drop of yellow blood absorbed Qin Huan's holy power, the boundless pressure on Qin Huan became less and less

Time flies, a year later.

Qin Huan looked pale at the plaque, but his face was filled with joy and excitement.

This year, he benefited a lot. The authority in the hieroglyphics was useless to him. After absorbing a large amount of divine power, the virtual shadow in the yellow blood beads became more and more substantive and seemed to be pregnant.

"Unfortunately, the holy power of the divine soul is not strong enough, otherwise, it should make the residual soul of the yellow blood bead more obvious." Qin Huan thought, but he also knew that he could not eat the fat man at one breath, so he had to step by step.

Then Qin Huan planned to close his eyes and continue to practice the soul Sutra, but he accidentally saw another stone. He was not only stunned, but whispered in his heart: "I don't know... What good fortune will be in this stone..."