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Volume 1 Chapter 62 The First Appearance of the Soul

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    Chapter 62: The First Appearance of the Yuan Shen: Fenbao Cliff, Hongmeng Purple Qi, Fortune Dao Cauldron, Little Pixiu If these extraordinary existences work deliberately, in more than five years, I, Wang Tianqi, can definitely become an extraordinary  people.  However, in fact, in the past five years, there is no big difference between me and ordinary people. I eat and drink the same, squeeze into the bus the same, and receive the same lessons from the teacher Is it because of my personality?  Or what's the reason?  I have never seriously thought about it, everything happens naturally.  "Crackling!" The strong wind blew the rainstorm hard and hit the umbrella above my head, and I rushed out of the yard. Soon, my whole body became wet again. The violent storm that came from east to west was not something that the umbrella could stop.  I could have been lucky enough to ward off the rain, but I still let the violent storm hit me.  The cold rainstorm soaked my whole body, and gradually extinguished my restless and curious heart Suddenly, I asked myself, is it really necessary to know what happened in the past two hours now?  Those Taoists in Kunlun Taoist Temple, as well as evil monks, wait, are they dead or alive?  What does it have to do with me, Wang Tianqi?  Fen Bao Ya and Xiao Pi Xiu both chose not to elaborate. Why should I be so persistent?  "Heh" Before I reached the entrance of the village, I burst out laughing. My head was full of confusion and I disappeared without a trace. I turned around, no longer thinking about what happened in the afternoon, and went straight home.  The restless heart is calmed down, and in one thought, the mind is in two places.  There is nothing, there is nothing to pay for, there is nothing, and there is no mind. The mind without mind is the original mind. When you glance at it, you put it down, and the stickiness is swept away Wow!  In the sea of ????consciousness, three hundred and sixty-five spiritual thoughts of different shapes suddenly brightened up, glowing with different lights, sweeping away the disturbing thoughts, making the space of the sea of ????consciousness suddenly bright and clear.  At the same time, the Hongmeng purple energy hidden deep in the lower Dantian suddenly appeared in the sea of ??consciousness, occupying the center of 365 spiritual thoughts, and 365 rays of light blessed it.  A mysterious aura suddenly transformed into a hazy figure.  This figure actually looks like another ¡®me¡¯.     soul?  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª In the evening, the heavy rain stopped and the rainbow hung in the west. Tourists in twos and threes walked out of the villagers¡¯ homes, lamenting that their trip was in vain because the Kunlun Taoist Temple no longer received any tourists. The door was closed and disappeared.  People coming in and out.  ??Through the villagers¡¯ conversations, they seemed not to notice anything unusual happening, but just complained about the weather.  My friend Fan Guoqing is also missing, probably staying at the Kunlun Taoist Temple.  ¡°On the other hand, Wang Keyun and Li Xuefeng came to me in the evening with some cooked food and beer to reminisce about their childhood and complain about the future.  "Xuefeng, where is the divine spring water you promised us?" Zhao Wenwen and Wu Zhaodi, also young people, heard the voice and joined in.  "Hey!" Upon hearing Zhao Wenwen's words, Xuefeng suddenly frowned and replied: "It rained heavily today, and there were words from inside the temple that the water of the sacred spring suddenly became turbid" I'm afraid it's not turbid!  Hearing this, I know very well that all the secret treasures under the Kunlun Taoist Temple are probably gone. They were inspired by the Taoist priests and swallowed up the treasure cliff together. This time, the sacred spring water may really turn into ordinary water.  Except for the faint vitality and spiritual energy floating down from the sky above Kunlun Taoist Temple, in my spiritual perception, there is nothing surprising in the belly of the mountain below.  "Wang Tianqi, did you grow up eating divine spring water?" "Are you also a Taoist priest? Who is your master?" "" Several times, Zhao Wenwen and Wu Zhaodi tried to ask me about my details, but I kept saying nothing.  The sentence is divergent and the topic is changed.  Whenever they were curious about me, Xuefeng's expression would be a little sad.  It seems that this boy really likes Zhao Wenwen.  "It's strange to say that at this age, I am young and restless, and I am most interested in women, especially beautiful women, but I don't have any inappropriate thoughts about these two girls, Zhao Wenwen and Wu Zhaodi.  It¡¯s hard to be tempted!  During my three years in high school, some of the pretty girls in school even wrote me love letters, but they still didn¡¯t make me fall in love.  When I was young, I dreamed of finding a woman like Daji in the Legend of the Gods. Now, I dream of finding a woman who is as full of fairy spirit and virtuousness as Bai Suzhen in the Legend of the White Snake Lady.  Zhao Wenwen is sexy and Wu Zhaodi is dashing, but they are not Bai Suzhen¡¯s type of women, so I don¡¯t like them.     the next day.  The tourists left in groups. Zhao Wenwen and Wu Zhaodi also left. Before leaving,?Both of them left a contact information, allowing me to contact them when I got to the imperial capital. Soon, the contact information turned into ashes and disappeared in my hands.  As the tourists left one after another, the bustling Kunlun Village gradually returned to the calmness of childhood.   Things in the world are fickle. Sometimes, the more you want to know something, the less likely you are to know it. But when you don't want to, you can't stop it I thought that what happened on the afternoon of June 15th could only wait for Fenbaoya.  We won't know until the little Pixiu regains consciousness or recovers from his injuries. Unexpectedly, a few days later, when I was bored reading a book at home alone, Uncle Fan and the old farmer-looking wizard appeared in front of me.  "Tianqi, I'm at home!" "This is a distant relative of my uncle, a great-uncle on National Day." As soon as Uncle Fan entered the door, his eyes were deep, he looked at me from head to toe, and introduced the identity of the old wizard.  Distant relatives?  Oh  I felt funny in my heart, didn't speak, ignored the weird eyes of the two, invited them to the house.  "Tianqi, I would like to ask you, are you following the path of Xuanmen Immortal Cultivation, or" Uncle Fan got straight to the point and asked me directly: "A few days ago, the five evil immortals of the evil path fell, and the eight immortals of Xuanmen were cultivated.  Almost nothing, are you the one behind it? "The five evil immortals were killed by little Pixiu?  When I heard this news, my heart jumped suddenly. I secretly thought that it was no wonder that it was as strong as a little Pixiu. It also greatly damaged its vitality and had to return to the provincial capital to cultivate in the jade carving of its body.  This guy is worthy of being the God of War.  "Fan Guoqing's master and those seven Taoists have almost lost their cultivation?  This must be the result of Fenbaoya.  ¡°¡­¡± Hearing this, I didn¡¯t know how to answer for a while.  "My little friend, it's a good trick. Without showing up, you can directly destroy the strength that the good and evil monks have accumulated over the years." Without waiting for my answer, the old wizard chuckled, stared at me and said, "Are you just going to  Not afraid of being leaked and becoming a public enemy in the cultivation world? "Threat or?"  With a sneer in my heart, I said calmly: "What did the old man teach me?" "You are carrying my Wumen magic weapon, so you should be a Wumen disciple. Of course, I will not sit idly by and ignore it!" "What if I am not a Wumen disciple?  ?" As I thought, an orange light emerged from my body and formed in front of me. The Dao of Creation appeared directly in front of the two of them, "Is this the magic weapon you are talking about? I'm sorry, this is my natal magical weapon.  , not a magic weapon." "Blood Coagulation Divine Cauldron." "Wood Cauldron!" When Uncle Fan and the old wizard saw this, their eyes lit up as if they didn't hear me.  "" After hearing what he said, I also had a faint doubt in my heart. Could it be that the cultivation secret I got from Fenbao Cliff is really the secret of witchcraft?
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