Chapter 39

Sword breath.

Not to mention the coarsest, longest and biggest sword Qi.

Just say that hundreds of small sword Qi are the same as self aiming, turning crooked to kill other ghosts one after another.

Without him, micro manipulation.

And this tongue skill... Is a skill that ordinary people can't practice all their life.

Zhen Youqian saw this and knelt down completely orz.

He thought Xu Xian was strong enough, but every time he faced a stronger opponent, he could refresh his position in his mind and make his mind to hold his thigh more and more serious

There was even an idea of resigning from the demon removal department and whether to change the boss.

Taoist Xiao Tan doesn't need to mention that he can't see anything, but his mouth is full of "lying trough... Immeasurable Tianzun, lying trough... Immeasurable Tianzun."

Only the old Taoist really looked silly. After feeling that his bondage was lifted, he kept trembling and muttering, "sword... Sword Fairy?"

"Old Taoist priest, are you okay?"

Xu Xian breathed a sigh of relief, walked over with a smile, helped him stand up and patted the dust on his Taoist robe.

Without him, pure gratitude, very sincere thanks.

Because the sword of guillotine Valley earned him a thousand merits.

But there are more swords here. They have earned 2000 silk merit value. Now they have saved 38% merit.

The old Taoist priest is his own lucky star. If he dies several times and saves him several times, won't he be full of merit?

Of course, there is always danger in the face of such ghosts.

But when the benefits outweigh the risks.

Xu Xian can only risk her life to fight

No way, this is also for a happy life with the white lady in the future

As a man, Xu Xian was worth fighting when he was young

"But then again, there are more ghosts in guillotine valley. Why are there so few merit values?" Xu Xian touched his chin and soon recovered. It should be that the ghosts in guillotine Valley didn't kill enough evils

Poof.

A more strange voice suddenly appeared.

The old man's face was red, and he hurried to the cottage to solve his personal problems.

Have to say.

Those ghosts are really not people. They're pouring laxative into his death. If he didn't have three grades of cultivation, he might be cold now.

That's it.

Until two hours later, it was bright.

The old Taoist priest finally walked out of the hut with a pale face, lay on his side on the bed in an enchanting posture, and said slowly:

"I'm a layman named Gao Tianliang. Thank you again for your kindness

I don't have any treasure, but I have an exclusive array. Would you like to know? "

Taoist priest Xiao Tan didn't participate in it. He just gasped on one side. He thought he had a problem with his nose. He couldn't smell the smell. He was so anxious that he was almost crying.

Xu Xian and Zhen Youqian looked at each other. At the same time, they looked at the old Taoist in surprise and asked, "is that your soul summoning array?"

"Yes." Taoist Gao showed an embarrassed but polite smile:

"No matter what happens to that array this time, it plays a great role in the secular world. For example, it often has an unusual effect when summoning souls to some lost donors."

"....." Xu Xian pulled a corner of his mouth. Did you attract hundreds of ghosts and pick out the lost souls?

Of course, this is also a skill.

Especially in some special circumstances, it can even play a very good effect, such as brushing merit.

In this way, Xu Xian agreed very decisively. Maybe he can reform

Later, he refined the ghost palace into a black bead and said goodbye to the master and apprentice.

And after both leave.

Taoist Xiao Tan couldn't help sucking his nose and said, "master, that scholar is so powerful. The sword is so fierce."

"I saw it, but whether it is a sword fairy or not remains to be considered." Taoist Gao walked slowly on the road, thinking deeply, and then said with a smile:

"I have to say that I owe you for being a teacher this time, otherwise I won't have a chance to help you find a Shiniang."

"Master, are we still refining ten thousand ghost flags?" The little Taoist blinked.

"Refining."

"Oh, master, go on. I'm going back to the mountain first. I'll help you find Shiniang when I pass by..."

"Hey, do you still want to run?"

"No, disciple just doesn't want to die. Master, you can send it... Disciple will certainly collect your body in a hundred years."

"You little bunny, look for a fight."

"Come on, come on..." the little Taoist grinned and ran fast.

In this way, the master and apprentice faced the sunset and went all the way west.

………………

Day and night.

Xu Xian and Zhen Youqian finally returned to Yuhang county. When they shared the stolen goods, they went back to their homes and planned to have a good rest.

At this time, in Xu Xian's room, he shook the bottle first.

"There's two kilograms of weight in half... According to Lao Zhen, it's a treasure that's hard to find."

So he opened the bottle and took a sip first.

Hiss!

An unimaginable feeling runs through the body.

The comfort from the depths of the soul is unspeakable, just like flying

Xu Xian also noticed the growth of the soul.

For example, his once soul was only like a hard stone

But now it has the meaning of transforming to gold and iron.

Well,

This is a pure qualitative change.

When all his souls have been transformed, he will definitely be better than others.

However, the Yuanshen state of normal friars is clearly the complete blending of Yuanying and soul, so as to become Yuanshen.

Since then, even if only the original God came out of the body, the first-class friar can also have 80% of the combat power of the noumenon, as well as indescribable movement speed and assassination ability.

Even if it's not a sword repair, it can attach a trace of divine power to the weapon, so as to cut the head within a hundred miles.

More importantly.

If the first-class Yuanshen master is short of longevity, he can not enter the reincarnation and carry out a reincarnation repair in the mortal world, but he has to consume all his spiritual power.

Xu Xian just found a problem

That is their own Yuanying and soul. They have no intention of fusion at all.

There seems to be a feeling of separation and being king.

Xu Xian had an idea.

If you continue to grow your soul, if you don't do well, the "soul" can turn into a "yuan God" alone, but you don't know how far it will be from other people's yuan gods.

"In other words, the yuan God who adds Yuan Ying and soul will be stronger?"

Xu Xian touched his chin, but he didn't know the exact number in his heart.

But the road has deviated, and now it's too late to repair, so we can only continue cold.

so

Xu Xian glanced at the remaining "mysterious water" and immediately drank it.

Ton ton ton ton~

For a moment.

In this way, ordinary people will die if they do it, but he perfectly absorbs the Xuanyin divine water

But the same.

Xu Xian's Tang Monk meat effect has also increased the upper limit of one throw again.

When he recovered, he pinched his fingers a little.

"Slot, fifteen thousand?"

Bang bang.

Xu Shusheng lay dead in bed. His eyes were listless and he broke his breath. He seemed to have no motivation and hope to live