Tales of Herding Gods - 214. Chapter 212

There are not many words in this volume. Qin Mu read the words in the book roughly, and there are many more principles about the spiritual practice in his mind.

The Dutian Demon King told him that the book was a spell from Youdu, which seemed to be a lie that tempted him to be fooled.

“When I speak, one of the ten sentences is true at any rate. When the Devil King speaks, only one sentence is true in a hundred sentences.”

Qin Mu said in his heart: “Among all the things he told me, only the Youdu language is true, and the others are false!”

He carefully figured out that if he fully understands the mystery of the text in the book, he can indeed comprehend some spirit spells. But the more important text in this book is the powerful soul, and soul spells are only secondary.

Qin Mu kept the words in the book in his heart, concealed his thoughts, tried to comprehend a kind of soul spell.

There are magic spells about soul in the Great Yu Tian Mo Jing, and the great witch of Mandi also has this kind of magic, as well as the eight forms of thunder sound passed to him by Ma Ye, and the great freedom seal of the demon clan, all of which have magical methods for the soul.

Jiuyoumen’s pulling soul is even more outstanding among them.

If it is mutually confirmed with the text on this volume, it can be made even more powerful!

Qin Mu thought for a long time, and then slowly walked around in the yard, making gestures as he walked, trying to incorporate the principles in the Youdu text into the practice of Sunshine Sun Soul in the air.

Sunshine Sun Soul Air Refining is one of the eight forms of Leiyin, the top combat skill in the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra, powerful to fierce, has been evolved to the extreme by the Tathagata in the past, and there is almost no possibility of improvement.

But now, Qin Mu is improving this technique. He has never practiced the Tathagata Mahayana Sutra, but since the integration of the Great Yu Tianma Sutra with the three alchemy techniques of the overlord body, the power of the eight forms of Lei Yin has been It is also getting stronger, not for example, the Mahayana Sutra is inferior.

He rehearsed repeatedly with one move, one punch after another, the mother of the boxer was the heart mark, and the heart mark was the big day, one punch was blown, the thunder sound rolled, the scorching sun was strong, refining the sun soul, and the power gradually increased.

Rizhao Yang Soul’s air refining technique has no effect on the flesh. Despite its great momentum, it only attacks the soul.

Qin Mu rehearsed repeatedly, and a trace of fire gradually appeared in the fist marks. The flame was different from ordinary flames, it was a karma fire that burned the soul.

His every punch carried the fire of karma, and gradually, the fire of karma became more and more intense, turning into a round of red sun around his fist.

The more he fought, the more comfortable he was. He couldn’t help but scream again and again, and suddenly he punched out, and the sky exploded in a round, blazing flames rolling down the shop, and the fire of karma covered the courtyard.

Qin Mu retired, exhaled a suffocating breath, suddenly moved slightly in his heart, opened the door, and saw the master of the sword hall walking quickly.

“Sword Hall, what is so rushed?” Qin Mu asked him in, asking.

“Lu Tianwang was injured.”

The master of the sword hall looked solemn, and said solemnly: “Now at my place, King Lu Tian wants to see the leader. His situation… is very bad!”

With a heartbeat, Qin Mu walked to his yard with him.

“The leader, the old man is ashamed. He came to see the leader when he was wounded. He was seriously injured and couldn’t be seen courtesy.” Lu Tianwang was lying on the bed, struggling to get up, but couldn’t get up, ashamed.

Qin Mu waved his hand, stepped forward to check his injury, frowning slightly. His clothes were in tatters, and there were blood stains on his white hair and white beard.

King Lu Tian’s injury was more serious than that of the Yankang State Master. He should have been hit by a few powerful leaders at the leader level and was injured!

His injuries were not only physical injuries, but Shen Zang was also injured, and his soul injuries were also extremely serious!

All of his seven gods have suffered a nearly devastating blow. The fetus has been petrified, and three of the five elements have been destroyed. There are only two pillars left in the Liuhe gods. The seven star gods, the gods of heaven, and the gods of life and death are all ruined. It was unbearable, and the flying bridge in the gods of the god bridge had been broken.

If it was just these injuries, the key was that he was old and his body was not as good as before, and his physical body could hardly restrain the soul that was about to collapse.

King Lu Tian took a long breath and said, “Master, I have found out where King Qian Tian is…”

“Don’t talk yet.”

Qin Mu took out two bottles of Ambergris, healed his physical injuries, and asked him to drink another bottle, ponder for a moment, write down a series of medicine names, and let the master of the sword hall go to the treasury to grab the medicine according to the prescription. As for whether these medicinal materials can cure King Lu Tian, he has no idea. The best case is the uselessness, and the worst case…

The hall master of the sword hall quickly left. Lu Tianwang’s physical injuries healed a little bit, but his soul and Shenzang’s injuries were heavier. He panted and said, “King Qiantian is dead. I’m investigating his whereabouts, and someone is holding his. Clothes, tempted me to investigate all the way, but I was in an ambush…”

Qin Mu frowned and said, “Who designed to ambush you?”

“They didn’t show their faces, but I can recognize their magical powers.”

Lu Tianwang’s body spasm. It was an eruption of soul injuries that caused him severe pain. Lu Tianwang gritted his teeth and stiffened, his head full of white hair trembling with his body, hehe smiled: “They did it for me. The method of teleportation of the Holy Religion…Master, I can’t help you anymore, I am ashamed of the ancestor’s charge—”

“Don’t worry, you can’t die, you can’t mutilate.”

Qin Mu’s eyes trembled, and he said solemnly, “Even if you die, I will pull your soul out of Youdu!”

“One of the people who hurt me is a first-grade member of the imperial court!”

Lu Tianwang’s body returned to calmness: “I recognize his practice as Lingbao Fudo Zen. Among the first-rank members of the imperial court, the prince Taishi Sun Nantuo practiced this practice to the extreme, sitting on a thousand pagodas. Lingbao won’t move.”

Qin Mu quickly shot, flew with both hands, and tapped on Lu Tianwang. His ten fingers flicked, leaving a phantom in the air, and instantly sealed Lu Tianwang’s soul in his body, preventing his soul from leaving his body.

He used the Heaven Demon Art of Good Fortune, which was used by the masters of the Heaven Demon Sect to skin and make clothes, but in his hands it was a life-saving method.

King Lu Tian was sealed by him with three souls and seven souls, but it was still difficult to contain the tendency of his souls to disintegrate.

“Master, although you are a genius doctor, you can’t save the mortal.”

King Lu Tian smiled, got up from the bed tremblingly, sat in front of the hall with a red light on his face, and said with a smile: “Don’t waste my effort. My soul is about to dissipate, and the bridge is broken, and I can’t hold on anymore. I thought that after the Patriarch left, I could assist the leader to rejuvenate the Shengjiao, but I didn’t expect that I would not see this day.”

There was a rumbling and collapse sound from his body, it was that his sacred bridge, God Zang, without the support of the sacred bridge, began to collapse.

The collapsed God Bridge and God Cang crushed the Life and Death God Cang, and then the Heaven and Man God Cang who collapsed one after another.

Qin Mu felt sorrowful. Now, even if the Hall Master of the sword hall returns with the medicine, he can’t be saved.

A raging fire ignited on Lu Tianwang’s body, and his soul was torn apart. This tearing was irreversible. His injuries were too severe, and his soul injuries were even more serious, and he was about to disperse his soul.

If the soul is dissipated, it is impossible to enter the Youdu, the soul is dissipated, and even the ghost can not be done.

“The blazing sacred fire, burn my remains…”

King Lu Tian murmured in the flames: “Life and death are impermanent, it is inevitable to part. I can’t see you become a saint teacher. I really want to return to Shenglin Mountain and see the saint teacher tree again… I heard Qiao. Husband’s logging sound…”

The old man fought a cold war in the fire and smiled: “Master, I’m so cold…”

Qin Mu stretched out his palm, trying to grasp the old man’s hand, but what he touched was a handful of burnt ashes.

The fire gradually extinguished, leaving a grayish-white ashes.

Outside, the footsteps of the hall master of the sword hall came. Holding large and small medicine packets, Qin Mu turned around and said nonchalantly: “Sword hall, no need, Lu Tianwang has gone…”

The medicine bag in the hands of the master of the sword hall fell to the ground. The nine-foot man knelt down, bowed his head deeply, and his shoulders kept shaking, but there was no crying.

a long time.

Qin Mu swept up the ashes of King Lu Tian, put them in the blue jar, and stood in front of the jar in a daze.

He drove the ducks to the shelves, was sold to the Celestial Demon Sect by his grandmother, and became the holy leader of the Celestial Demon Sect. He did not have much affection for the Celestial Demon Sect.

However, as his understanding of the Tianma Sect became deeper and deeper, he also gradually fell in love with the teachings of the sect, and liked the people of all kinds in the teaching, admiring their behavior, and admiring their behavior.

He has regarded himself as a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect, striving to become a qualified Holy Hierarch.

King Lu Tian got along with him not long ago. Perhaps he never regarded him as a holy leader, but regarded him as a mischievous disciple. He wiped his butt on Shenglin Mountain and cleaned up the mess he left behind. A mess left.

He is more like an elder who cares for his younger generations, and his reproachful eyes are spoiled.

Now, he is dead, turned into a handful of ashes in the Qingtan…

“Sword Hall…”

Qin Mumumu’s eyes had a fierce look, and he slowly said, “Order the middle school disciple, mobilize all resources, and check for me. I want all the information about the prince and grandmaster Sun Nantuo, his life, and his family members. , His school, his disciples, everything about him!”

The master of the sword hall stood up: “Follow the decree of the master!”

Qin Mu continued: “Take Lu Tianwang away too. He wants to return to the Saint Master Tree, so you can…bury him there.”

The master of the sword hall took Qingtan and left.

Qin Mu walked out of the courtyard of the sword hall and found Si Yunxiang, who had returned to the scholar’s residence from the Tianlu Building, and asked for the book card to return to the Tianlu Building.

In the Tianlu building, he came to the third floor. There are not many classics here, only one hundred and ten volumes. Many secretarial supervisors with white hair are studying the various exercises in the building and innovating.

Qin Mu found Lingbao’s Buddhism Zen and read it carefully. He couldn’t sleep, and it was two days long. Then he walked out of the Tianlu Building and returned to his residence to have a good night’s sleep.

The next day, the master of the sword hall came with a thick file.

Qin Mu read carefully, spent half a day reading all the information about the prince and grandmaster Sun Nantuo, and then closed his eyes.

The master of the sword hall has been waiting quietly by the side. After a long time, Qin Mu opened his eyes and said: “Nanda Temple, Sun Nanda, Lingbao Fudo Zen… Just outside the city.”