Chapter 6 Eight Yuan Six Shack Reincarnation

Chapter 6 Eight-yuan Six-shuan Reincarnation

Everything calmed down. The barren mountain smashed several amazing pits that were ten feet deep and wide overnight, and most of the mass graves were also razed. If it weren't for the person from Yangfeng City who came here to bury the bodies of the homeless, and found the scene here, it would not be unbelievable.

For a while, it was also circulated among the people that some people said that it was caused by the gods who went down to the earth and seized the strange monster. Some people also said that there were demons who practiced and survived the disaster. Anyway, the more people said that the wind and clouds, the more it spread, the more magical it became.

In the Huichun Hall, those patients observed and seemed to be missing something. After thinking about it, they found that the young master of Huichun Hall today did not come out. At this time, Xia Shaofeng had been here for a long time.

And Xia Shaofeng was sitting cross-legged in the room at this time, thinking. There was a thrilling scene last night, and I still have lingering palpitations today. After watching the battle, Xia Shaofeng also recognized his combat effectiveness. If he put aside the magic weapon, he should be similar to those five people, and may be slightly better. But the formation and sacrifice of the five people are not comparable to their own.

The middle-aged man who appeared later and the ghost fire cultivation with all his strength were too strong. Even I couldn't resist for a moment. Even if I tried my best, it was just a matter of touching that the other party wanted to erase me.

"My own cultivation is still not enough. It is far from enough, but the person with the highest ability in Liu's family should be about the same as himself. Up to now, it seems that the highest cultivation of the other party is about the innate peak, and even the refining gas has not yet stepped into it. Humph, when I open the first door of Qitian's eight yuan, then you can accept my return gift. Xia Shaofeng's face was cold and his eyes were indifferent.

Xia Shaofeng sighed and calmed down the mood. He sat cross-legged and looked at an intricate running route in his body. It devours the spiritual power around, and the jade pendant in Xia Shaofeng's chest also glowed slightly. Half a day later, Xia Shaofeng exhaled a turbid breath and finished eight weeks. Eight weeks is the maximum amount you can run. After eight weeks, no matter how hard Xia Shaofeng works, it is difficult to run half a step.

Dong, Dong.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Young master, the shopkeeper asked you to go to his room." Hu'er's voice sounded outside the door.

"I see. Go down." Xia Shaofeng frowned and sighed, "You can't hide anything from Grandpa."

Xia Shaofeng knocked on Xia Lao's door, and the voice of "coming in" seemed very majestic.

Xia Shaofeng pushed the door in, and suddenly, a sharp palm wind came. Xia Shaofeng, with a slippery side of his body, and then slapped his palm in the air. The black spiritual power converged between the palms of his hands, and the fierce palm wind attacked the old man on the chair.

I saw the old man sitting leisurely everywhere when his palm came. The old man's sleeves were casually swung, which easily melted the black spiritual palm. Then he saw several blue-yellow needles from his fingertips, strangely dodged the palm wind, drew curves, and hit Xia Shaofeng.

As soon as the needlemang hit him, Xia Shaofeng felt weak all over. Several injured acupuncture points all over his body were closed in an instant. His whole body had no strength, and he suddenly collapsed down.

"You feel the acupuncture points of the silver needle and the meridians between the two acupuncture points. You run your spiritual power and force the silver needle out. Then your bruises last night will be discharged, otherwise it will form a dark injury. Xia Lao squinted at Xia Shaofeng's performance. The cultivation of the golden elixir realm vs. The injury suffered by the little monk who has not yet practiced qi is sometimes very fatal. It may not matter now, but when the cultivation is advanced in the future, only hidden dark injuries will explode, and it may be out of control.

Xia Shaofeng sat down obediently, calmed down, and found the location of the five silver needles. Then he slowly ran the eight-yuan and six-shaincarnation work. As time went by, Xia Shaofeng slowly emitted a faint silver light in five places in front of his chest. An hour later, a silver needle with a little finger flew out and disappeared into the ground.

After another period of time, the remaining four silver needles were forced out every hour. The sixth hour was almost over. Xia Shaofeng roared, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and he was relaxed in an instant. Under the stimulation of the silver needle last night and now, the first door of the eight-yuan six-yuan reincarnation in the body seems to be half open, as if it can be pushed open with a gentle push.

"Since you will be out of breath, how do you feel after watching last night's battle?" Xia Laoxiao took a sip of tea and narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Very strong."

"Really, this ghost fire spirit is a rare fire soul between heaven and earth. Unfortunately, the ghost gate has fallen, and it has encountered the legendary resentment flame. No wonder it has fallen to this point. If the person of the night is a little strong, coupled with holding such treasures as the yinluo mirror, although it is a little troublesome to catch the flame of resentment, it is not impossible. Mr. Xia sighed slightly.

"In those years, Yinger and others were surrounded by several sects, including the Yinguimen. Yinger and Shuer killed a large number of masters of the Yinguimen and blocked the news, but you and others were also killed after being seriously injured by the hook soul flame of the Yinguimen." Mr. Xia is unwilling to mention this situation. After all, Xia Shaofeng's power is still too weak. Now saying too much to him will make him have some demons in his heart. If it hadn't been for the ghost force last night, Mr. Xia would not have been willing to mention this matter.

"So no matter what, don't say that you have this skill and the news of this jade pendant."

"My grandson knows." Xia Shaofeng knew what these two things represented.

"The body of life and death is an opportunity. You must already know the danger of eight yuan and six evil reincarnation. You have to gather dead energy to break through the eight dead doors, dead and dead doors. Because of your cultivation over the years, the vitality of your body is constantly swallowed up by death. If there is a little mistake, you will die. Take advantage of now you One yuan hasn't been opened yet. You can decide whether to continue or not.

"If you die, you will die. Sixteen years of life is not as good as death, and you will be afraid of this. Grandpa, don't worry, your grandson, I'm not a coward. Xia Shaofeng's face was resolute. His physique was tormented day and night. If it hadn't been for this eight-yuan six-yuan reincarnation to maintain the vitality in his body, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

"Well, you will absorb this ghost fire spirit and practice your fire soul." Xia Lao's old palm turned over, and a small pinch of green flames floated on the palm, and the light green fire soul contained enviable power.

"Flame of Resentment?" Xia Shaofeng didn't believe his eyes. He saw the power of the flame of resentment that day, and then the shocking explosion flattened most of the mass grave. Now one of the protagonists of the battle actually appeared in front of him like this?

"Yes, this is the source of the flame of resentment. He escaped from the explosion and was caught by me."

"Catch it by hand." Xia Shaofeng swallowed his saliva. He had seen the power of the ghost fire. The thin camel was bigger than the horse. He understood this truth. Even if the ghost fire clashed with the ghost door and was seriously injured, where was the power and realm in it? His grandfather actually took it casually? Xia Shaofeng looked at his grandfather in disbelief.

"Sitting down cross-legged." Xia Lao gave the order.

Xia Shaofeng sat cross-legged, "You calm down, feel the fire soul, and enter his fire source space." Xia Lao guided Xia Shaofeng.

Xia Shaofeng sat quietly and gave up all distracting thoughts, and his body and mind entered an ethereal state. Suddenly, he felt a slight heat, and then slowly became hot, like a beating fire elf.

Then, Xia Shaofeng seemed to see a small flame floating in the air. Boom, Xia Shaofeng felt that he seemed to have opened up a space in his body. When he looked at the flame again, he had a desire to communicate with him.

Time passed like this, and Xia Shaofeng seemed to feel the fear, anger, surprise and hesitation of the ghost fire spirit. In an instant, the flame suddenly turned into the shape of a grimace, a dark mask, a quaint armor, and two flames in his hand. Seeing this scene, Xia Shaofeng's heart suddenly trembled, and the horrible situation that night surged into his heart. But then he calmed down. Grandpa controlled the source of the ghost fire, and he would be fine.

After calming down, Xia Shaofeng seemed to have entered a world. The ghost fire spirit was in that world, and he seemed to be looking down at this world.

Time passed like this. Suddenly, the fire source of the ghost fire spirit rioted, and the small world ignited the green flames all over the sky, all of which were green flames, and there was a trace of black and white that was difficult to catch in the green.

Xia Shaofeng only felt a splitting headache, and his whole body was cold and hot.

Just when Xia Shaofeng was about to collapse, the first yuan of the eight yuan and six evil reincarnation work was opened, and the cold and hot feeling of the whole body disappeared, leaving only comfortable warmth. And the flames in the sky were extinguished by black light, and then simple lines appeared on the ground of the space, and the source of the ghost fire was fixed in the center.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Shaofeng could no longer feel the hostility of the fire, but continued to provide spiritual power.

But the spiritual power contained in the flame of resentment is too powerful. Xia Shaofeng simply doesn't know what to do. The body is full of mellow spiritual power. Although I tried my best to digest the spiritual power, I seemed to be just a boat before the spiritual power like a vast ocean.

What should I do?

Xia Shaofeng's forehead overflowed with cold sweat, and his eyebrows also frowned tightly.

Suddenly, the strange jade pendant appeared in his mind.

By the way, jade pendant.

Without thinking about it, Xia Shaofeng led the spiritual power in his body into the jade pendant.

Then, as soon as consciousness darkened, he fell asleep.

Xia beside him has been looking at his grandson's performance, looking at Xia Shaofeng, who has fallen asleep, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Sir, can you surrender a realm and help Master Xia cast the soul of fire?" A vague shadow stood respectfully beside Xia Lao.

"Bun Wang, go down and have a rest with the wind." Xia Lao said and closed his eyes.

The figure carefully picked up Xia Shaofeng, and then the figure was blurred until it disappeared.