Chapter 237： Mystery and Soul

"If it weren't for the fear of damaging the foundation of this body and destroying the foundation of cultivating immortals in the future, I wouldn't be so careful, but in the end, Jiang Cang is really tenacious, and the strength of his soul is comparable to the body you occupy. , it’s comparable, but in terms of its toughness, it far surpasses it.” Daoist Cangwu said to Jiang Daoyou in front of him, his tone was quite emotional, and he lamented his bad luck, so he chose a hard bone and gnawed on it. After so many years, I still couldn't chew it into pieces and swallow it into my stomach.

If the two of them hadn't threatened the lives of the entire Jiang family, even if Jiang Cang had fallen for their secret technique, the other party might not have the strength to fight. It really couldn't be done. Over the years, they wanted to find a few opportunities to burn their souls and have a soul dispersal with themselves. It is not difficult to burn jade and stone together.

However, if they wanted to further threaten Jiang Cang with the lives of the entire Jiang family and make Jiang Cang give up his resistance and submit obediently, it would be impossible. How could Jiang Cang, a real person who single-handedly established the Jiang family of Jindan Lingshagu, really be at the mercy of others. Jiang Cang also understood that if he really didn't resist, then the Jiang family would be truly doomed. In the world of cultivating immortals, it would be unwise to entrust the lives of the entire clan to others in a single thought!

While they were talking, the dark aura on Jiang Cang's body suddenly disillusioned, and Jiang Cang gave the black-faced ghost-masked man a fierce look, and a fierce light flashed. , suddenly exhaled a cloud of gray gas from his mouth, and a yellow-gray bead inside shot towards the man's fangs ghost face in the blink of an eye.

However, this menacing yellow-gray round bead lacked stamina. It was blocked by the aura emanating from the black-clothed ghost face. It fell to the ground with a 'boom', bounced a few times, and rolled along the cracks in the red bricks. , to Jiang Cang's side.

The ghost-faced cultivator with a black aura shield was attacked by Jiang Cang's magic weapon, but he was not angry at all, but became a little strange. There were waves of throbbing in his soul, and the sudden hunger, even if He was already a cultivator at the golden core stage, and his mind was suddenly fooled.

At this moment, Jiang Cang's face and expression changed several times in the blink of an eye, and the aura of mana in his whole body was also constantly changing. And the black-clothed ghost-faced monk next to him didn't have the slightest thought of making a move. He just stared blankly at Jiang Cang rolling on the ground, and stuck out his tongue to lick his dry lips.

"If you swallowed me and triggered the "Mysterious Ji Hehun Art", and the surnamed Li followed the secret technique to find him, you wouldn't be able to escape..." Jiang Cang's entire face seemed to be pinching mud, fickle. The soul of the ancestor of the Jiang family in his body was competing with him for control of the body, and the two souls fought in the body of this Jindan stage monk.

For a while, Jiang Cang couldn't move, but he still had some spiritual connection with this black-clothed ghost-faced Jiang Daoyou. At such a close distance, he immediately felt the other party's desire for him. A feeling of wanting to swallow the other person whole.

Therefore, taking advantage of Jiang Cang's head, he gritted his teeth and said in a low growl that his face, which was already full of scars, was even more ferocious in this situation, like a ghost, which is not an exaggeration at all! After hearing Jiang Cang's words, because the man was wearing a mask, people couldn't see his face clearly.

Hearing Jiang Cang's low growl, the man's mind suddenly jolted, and he became sober, and then he suppressed the abnormal movement of the "Mysterious Ji Hehun Art" engraved in his soul. These demon souls of the same root and origin that were born together, originally had thirty-six heads, but now there are only nine of them left.

Any one of them, as long as they devour the other party, can perfectly absorb the other party's mana, and because of the fusion of the other party's soul, they can revive some advanced skills or practice experience of the deity.

But as long as someone devours each other between them, they will trigger the "Mysterious Ji Soul Art" immediately, and all the demon souls can sense each other's location, and the duration lasts for nine months. There is a hidden connection between them, which constantly attracts the impulse of the two parties to get closer to each other, and even merge into one. Among them, Nascent Soul monks have the strongest cultivation base among the demon souls. If they are sensed by the other party, Nanzhou is big, but for nine months, a Jindan real person has nowhere to hide, and it is difficult to escape. Survive the pursuit of Yuanying Zhenjun!

The voices in the room gradually calmed down. Jiang Cang, who was full of evil spirits, took out a sound transmission jade slip and read a few words to it. The jade slip turned into a red light and flew out of the small courtyard. Light like a spirit snake, it flew into the Jiang family's ancestral hall a moment later.

Jiang Qingquan, the second elder of the Jiang family who was meditating in the secret room of the ancestral hall, opened his eyes suddenly, stretched out his hand, and the red light easily penetrated the stone wall, entered the secret room, and landed in his hand.

After Jiang Qingquan checked the jade slips with his spiritual sense, he saw that the ancestor on the jade slips had ordered him to represent the Jiang family on July 13th to attend the Golden Elixir Ceremony at the Zhengyang Sect. During the trip, I am afraid that I have received extremely serious injuries, and I have not recovered until today, otherwise why would the ancestor give such orders!

And outside the clear water and sand formation of the Jiang family, the black-clothed ghost-faced monk who was originally in the Jiangcang room had already flown out of the formation without anyone in the Jiang family noticing it, heading towards the river and beyond.

He flew for a while and landed on an ordinary hill. After half a cup of tea time, a monk who stepped on a circular flying instrument flew up from the mountain and flew towards Baimang Mountain. This person looked a bit old, about seventy or eighty years old, with mana fluctuations around the fourth floor of the foundation, his hair was already gray, he was wearing coarse clothes, and the aura exuding from his body was not the same as before.

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After Zhang Shiping left Jiang's house, he rushed to Zhang's mansion in Wangyue County, Yuguo, day and night. Looking at Sangouzi, who was wearing a brocade suit and wearing beautiful jade on his waist, his complexion was darker, rougher, and his temperament was poor. A little bit, otherwise he would look like a son of a noble family, but now he looks like he is crowned with a monkey, which makes Zhang Shiping feel a little funny.

Seeing him standing next to him was quite uncomfortable, from time to time lightly tugging on his brocade clothes, his shoulders were also moving unconsciously, sometimes up and down, out of shape, Zhang Shiping looked at him as if he was looking at a piece of jade in the rough, if he changed It's not bad to be the other ineffective children of the Zhang family standing like this, sitting without posture, and not scolding a few times.

"Everyone in the village has made arrangements. If you have any concerns, tell me." Zhang Shiping sat on the pear flower armchair, took a sip of tea, and moistened his throat.

"Go back to Immortal Master Zhang, everyone in the village has made arrangements, everyone has dozens of acres of good land, enough to live on, enough." San Gouzi said to Zhang Shiping with a smile. They never dreamed that one day, they would have the Zhang family as their backer. Even for a child who had just landed, the Zhang Mansion of Wangyue County allocated 30 acres of paddy fields for him, as if in a dream.

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