Chapter 1377

Over the years, Qin Huan knew that there was a strong spirit in the big soul stone.

But Qin Huan didn't dare to mess around easily, especially with the stronger the strength and the stronger the spirit, the deeper the fear... If there was no accident, Qin Huan didn't dare to fight the secret of this big soul stone for a long time.

Even when he stepped into the holy land, Qin Huan did not dare, because as long as he realized the great soul stone, the terrible sense of crisis would come to his mind, which gave Qin Huan a hunch that he would die if he dared to swallow the soul stone.

The thought in his mind made Qin Huan see the hope and the hope to explore the great soul stone now.

Qin Huan took a deep breath. He stared at the big soul stone and looked at the door plaque. His mind was running rapidly.

If you want to get the secret and nature of the great soul stone in advance, you can only rely on the blood beads in the plaque. In this way, even if the great soul stone still contains some kind of residual soul, the prestige contained in the blood beads can absolutely shock the great soul stone.

After being silent for a long time, Qin Huan put the big soul stone into the naxu ring and began to run the soul Sutra to cultivate the holy power of the soul.

Just in case, Qin Huan planned to get some good fortune from the big soul stone first, or if he could integrate it into the blood beads, he would start to study the big soul stone.

According to the soul Sutra, if you cultivate the residual soul to a certain extent, you can integrate your own divine soul and residual soul, regardless of each other. In the end, the power of the residual soul is used by yourself.

After making up his mind, Qin Huan continued to repeat the boring life of cultivating the holy power of the soul.

Time passed silently. Qin Huan, who was immersed in the cultivation, completely forgot time. He repeatedly refined the holy power of the soul and crossed the entrance plaque.

This day, after boring and monotonous cultivation.

The figure in the blood beads on the plaque finally changed slightly. The originally fuzzy face began to show its facial features. Qin Huan was shocked that although the facial features were still invisible, they gave Qin Huan a great sense of oppression.

It seems that this is the face of heaven.

Qin Huan was even more overjoyed because he vaguely realized that he had a subtle connection with the remnant soul in the blood bead

"This soul Sutra is really terrible!" Qin Huan was not only amazed when he felt the subtle connection carefully.

The horror of the soul Sutra is that it moistens things silently. The holy power of the soul is the power of the soul in the end.

When Yunyang's remnant soul absorbed the holy power of the spirit, it also absorbed Qin Huan's holy power. The more the holy power of the spirit absorbed, the more the holy power of the spirit condensed in the remnant soul.

In the end, Qin Huan's spirit was completely integrated with the remnant soul, so Qin Huan was able to get great fortune from the remnant soul to a great extent.

Now, the remnant spirits in the blood beads have absorbed enough Holy Spirits of Qin Huan, which is equivalent to absorbing enough Holy Spirits of Qin Huan, so that Qin Huan successfully established contact with the remnant spirits of the blood beads.

Because of this, Qin Huan worked harder.

In the fifth year of seclusion, that is to say, Qin Huan had been in the time array for 500 years.

This day.

Qin Huan put the plaque in front of his eyes, and his whole mind sank into the blood beads in the hieroglyphics.

At this time, Qin Huan had a real connection with the residual soul of blood beads. This feeling could not be described. It seemed that the residual soul belonged to Qin Huan, and it seemed that Qin Huan was a part of the residual soul.

Now, Qin Yu, like understanding the remnant soul of heaven and earth, understands the remnant soul of blood beads and tries to be created in the remnant soul.

Although the power of the divine soul was integrated into the blood bead remnant soul, it was not so easy for Qin Huan to feel the remnant soul. It seemed that the remnant soul was still conscious and vigilant. Qin Huan could only get some incomplete memories.

However, even these incomplete fragments excited Qin Huan. From this memory fragment, he actually "heard" the flower world

Qin Huan was pleasantly surprised. Since he got the flower world and zhentianmen in the ancient Saint remnant Sutra Pavilion, Qin Huan didn't try to cultivate, but no matter how Qin Huan understood it, it didn't work.

Now the Tianmen gate has begun to have eyebrows, but there has been no clue in the flower world. It is impossible to rely on him to explore by himself

Now, Qin Huan was not excited when he heard the flower world in the remnant soul?

He couldn't wait to try to understand the residual soul of blood beads, but after repeated attempts, he couldn't get the information Qin Huan wanted. The consciousness in the residual soul prevented Qin Huan from peeping into more good fortune.

After pondering for a long time, Qin Huan continued to gather the holy power of the divine soul. Since this consciousness was vigilant, Qin Huan would continue to infiltrate the divine soul into his residual soul. Only in this way could he get the memory of the flower world.

Although it is extremely boring to condense the holy power of the divine soul, Qin Yule is among them. Because he condenses the holy power of the divine soul repeatedly, it will also improve his divine soul, let alone how to cultivate the world.

In the sixth year of seclusion.

Qin Huan was deeply absorbed in the blood beads and felt it quietly.

He had the experience of understanding the remnant soul of heaven and earth. This time he was familiar with the road, but the consciousness of the remnant soul was very vigilant. Qin Huan was not in a hurry. He slowly realized that he imagined himself as a part of the remnant soul

That's it.

I don't know how long it took.

Qin Huan forgot everything, even himself, as if he had really become a part of the remnant soul.

"Grandpa the great emperor, what is a flower world?"

While Qin Huan was immersed in the ghost, he seemed to hear a childish word.

Qin Huan was shocked and quickly immersed in it.

In a trance, Qin Huan saw a boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain. Although the boy was not big, he had natural dignity on his face. Moreover, he looked distinguished in a dragon robe.

"Dragon, what is above the sky?" a voice of vicissitudes sounded

"Above the heaven... Is the immortal heaven." the boy thought for a moment and replied.

"What about the immortal sky?"

"Holy heaven!"

"Where is the holy heaven?"

"That's... Grandpa the great emperor... Long'er understands." the boy's eyes lit up and said.

"There are endless possibilities in the world. Perhaps, an extremely huge world is likely to be in an insignificant object. Perhaps, in a flower, there is heaven and earth, and even a Taoist heaven, immortal heaven, or even holy heaven... This is the origin of the flower world."

"But... Different from other small worlds, the flower world is in your hands. As long as there is something attached, it is your flower world..."

"Grandpa the great emperor... Attachment? What is attachment?"

"Everything in heaven and earth can be attached to." the vicissitudes voice laughed.

Qin Huan's heart was shocked by the sound of vicissitudes, and this move made the residual soul of blood beads notice something, which directly shocked Qin Huan's mind

Everything in heaven and earth can be attached... Who is this person???

Wait... Grandpa the great

Qin Huan seemed to think of something. His body was bombarded by five thunders. The whole person was completely stagnant in place

This drop of blood... Is... Is... How possible!!