"good!"

Shou He roared loudly.

There was no time to think about what happened.

Shou He, who was running wildly, touched his back and suddenly grasped nothing.

He suddenly remembered.

This is the wild sea of ​​consciousness.

It's not the outside world at all.

‘Since it is the sea of ​​consciousness, my Fusion Spirit should be able to exert its own strength to the maximum extent.’ The galloping man jumped forward, his legs joined together to form a huge snake’s tail, and he stood up straight, a foot long.

The moment he punched with his right hand, it turned into a bloody snake.

He bit the big rhinoceros-horned monster on its head.

As soon as the snake's head turned, the big demon immediately turned into a headless body.

A gentle breeze comes from the sky.

The big demon's body turned into sand and dispersed between heaven and earth.

Shou He stood still, his python characteristics quickly fading away.

However, he could clearly see his long mouth, as well as the fangs and the most obvious rhino horns.

Even the skin on the body has thick armor growing under the fine snake scales.

A faint light waved down from the sky.

Shou He raised his head and looked at the sky.

There is a huge full moon near the earth and the sky.

Exudes a black glow.

The soft light turned into the breeze blowing across the sky and earth.

Shou He stretched his body in a very peculiar posture, like an ape worshiping the moon.

The vision on his body slowly shrank.

A few moments.

There are no more prominent python and rhinoceros shapes.

In his place was Shou He, who had a dark and unremarkable face.

Looking down at his body, he was already nearly seven feet tall.

Suddenly came back to his senses.

Shou He looked doubtfully at Bian Tou, who was already on guard around him, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Commander, you have been in meditation for a quarter of an hour." Bian Tou was overjoyed.

They all thought something had happened to the commander.

However, after careful observation, no wounds were seen, and the big demon was breathing long and evenly, as well as having its head in a different place. We guessed that Shou He must have fallen into some strange state.

"Has it been so long?"

While Shou He was talking about it, his heart was filled with shock.

It was incredible to feel the power surging through my body.

Originally, he thought he could only perfect it by observing the spirit rubbings, but after killing the great demon, he actually saw the slain great demon in his vast sea of ​​consciousness.

After killing the big demon again, his three magical powers from the Shaman Sutra seemed to merge into one, allowing him to completely absorb the spirit of the rhinoceros-horned demon.

How terrifying this is.

As long as he goes on a killing spree, he can harvest the spirit.

It is completely possible to accumulate powerful strength in a very short period of time.

Is this martial arts?

Shou He shook his head.

This should be called killing.

…

In the temple, under the sacred tree, the red-haired ghost saint's eyes were half open and half closed.

Recite softly: "Three souls and seven souls are mixed into Tai Chi, and all forms are refined into Tai Chi. There is the Tao Sutra of Immortality as the core, and half of the Great Shaman Sutra is used to refine the body. The black moon hangs high in the sky and shines. All kinds of magic are applied to the body and form, and the gods return to their true form.

You should be a god."

"The monk's three souls and seven souls turned into Yin gods."

"The cathode generates yang."

"Only the Yang God can control all forms."

Tu Shanjun has reached the pinnacle of his current state of mastery of the Yin and Yang Dao, and may be able to display the illusory Dao flower.

He is not obsessed with the illusory Daohua.

Illusive Daohua is not as powerful as it appears.

It's not as good as the great millstone that came when he used the Yin Yang Great Way.

As for Wu.

What is Wu?

Stop fighting and turn into force.

Martial arts has never been a new path, or like Hexian Dao and Shinto, the gods also use force when they take action, and the monks also use force when they take action.

This is originally an abstract concept, not like a god or an immortal.

If you want to abandon the gods and create martial arts, you are confusing two different concepts.

So Tu Shanjun never thought that what he pioneered was martial arts.

Naming the Great Shaman Sutra is the most suitable for this approach.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some people can completely separate the gods and immortals and establish a new way.

If such a person really appeared, Tushanjun would definitely praise the other person's ability.

It's a pity that he is not that kind of person.

All his skills and magical powers are based on the integration of his own experience and Taoism, and subsequent extensions will be based on them.

This is why Tu Shanjun said that he barely managed to fill in the second step, but in fact he still couldn't break away from the foundation of immortality.

If I had to add another word to Wu.

Tu Shanjun knows how to add art, not Tao.

Martial arts, spells, magical powers, or simply incorporating magical powers into spells.

Martial arts, spells, magic weapons, and wisdom are possessed by all monks, and they are also the general direction for measuring a monk's comprehensive combat power.

His lowered eyes moved slightly, Tu Shanjun drew a talisman in the air, and the sky fell: "To cast the divine fetus, you must imitate the ancient gods. The closest thing to gods is the witch."

Speaking of witchcraft, ghost saint's eyes flashed with memories.

Since he left Taiyi Sect, Wu Rong soon started looking for a way out.

It's right to say that Wu Rong inherited his ghost way after all. If he stayed in Taiyi Sect, he would have to change his cultivation, otherwise his progress would be very slow.

If you don't have great ambitions, you can live a wealthy life by being an elder. Wu Rong is obviously not that kind of person.

Thinking of this incident, Tu Shanjun couldn't help but look gloomy, and immediately let out a long sigh.

At that time, his cultivation level was so low that he could not speak in front of Taihua, let alone have any right to speak to the main sect. Otherwise, he could find an opportunity for Wu Rong to go to the main sect and save himself from wandering.

When he left that day, he was like a lost dog. How else to arrange it?

Life is alive.

It can never be complete.

…

The Palace of Darkness.

A Taoist slowly opened his eyes and woke up from trance.

Wearing short clothes and smart clothes.

He casually grabbed a Taoist robe and put it on his body, and walked out of the shadows. The candlelight flickered and the hall gradually became brighter.

The Taoist is very handsome, and his aquiline nose not only does not ruin him but adds a bit of aloofness to him.

The Taoist, with a dark divine light flashing in his eyes, walked straight through the main hall and into the underground palace.
To be continued...