Mirror of the Sky

The place where Qu Li's family is located is nearly a thousand miles away from Hanli City.

The Qiyuan River runs vertically and horizontally across the land of Jiuli, winding for thousands of miles and ten miles wide. The water depth is hundreds of meters deep, and the color of the dark green appears.

There are manors standing in the fields on the shore. In terms of scale alone, this villa with a simple and simple style is not slightly smaller than the villa where the family of Chuan Li lived. There are also thousands of mansions hidden inside, and there are countless exotic flowers and plants. , the popularity is far from enough, there are only a few hundred guards and strong men with cultivation bases, and there are less than a thousand maids and servants.

From the point of view of ordinary new nobles, this kind of background is already deep, and it can be placed in the ancient family that has been inherited for 100,000 years, but it is obviously very declining.

The young domestic warriors and monks supported by the Chuanli Clan all have the means to travel quickly. They set off in the early morning and crossed the mountains and rivers to this manor in the evening.

Qu Li's clan was also well prepared, and without a moment's delay, an old servant smiled and politely led these young warriors and cultivators who were about to enter the Qu Li clan to eat and rest.

The few Chuan Li clan who led the group were greeted by the young master Qu Li clan and the elders of the family in person, and they went to the lobby for a banquet.

With the bright moon in the sky, Zhang Huansheng, who deliberately walked at the end of the crowd, sneaked a glimpse of Young Master Qu Li walking away with a smile on his face and the worshippers of Chuan Li through the bright night, and deliberately muttered in a low voice: "Let's just ignore it. Did Chuanli Clan's domestic martial artist and cultivator change to Qu Li Clan?

I don't know if everyone can become a Taoist soldier of Nagqu Li's young master. "

When the voice fell, Chen Yanhu, who was beside him with a tired temper, couldn't help but pouted and said, "According to the old ceremony of Jiuli, the patriarchs of the nine ancient clans under the command of the great emperor of the army must have at least three hundred and ninety-nine Taoist soldiers to accompany them. And make up for it.

Generally speaking, this soldier must be similar in age to the master to be able to instruct him. In the current situation of the Qu Li family, if they can gather 399 soldiers of the same age for their young master, they will not be thick-skinned towards Chuan. Li's asking for help..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Baizhu, who was walking side by side with Chen Yanhu, frowned and interrupted him in a low voice, "Yanhu, why are you talking nonsense again."

Chen Yanhu stuck his tongue out when he heard the words, and he didn't dare to open his mouth any more, and tightly closed his mouth, while Zhang Xuansheng, who was nearby, was silent because of some useful information, and he was silent in his heart, and walked with the crowd into a large dining room.

The dozen or so round tables in the dining hall are already filled with warm food. Although the food is not delicious, it is full of fish and meat.

And in front of each seat is a bowl of minced meat of beasts that has been divided. The warrior eats it to replenish the essence, and the monk eats it to nourish the soul. Although it is not extremely precious, it is also rare. There is such a thing. Meals are by no means stingy.

After driving for a few hours, I didn't eat anything seriously all day, smelling the fragrance of vegetables, most of the young warriors and monks couldn't help but swallow their saliva secretly, but they took the initiative to serve the table because of their bad skin.

Seeing this, the old servant who led the way showed a gentle smile on his face, and said energetically: "You little brothers and sisters have worked hard from afar, we will all be family from now on.

This meal is not specially prepared, let's eat it quickly. After filling our stomachs, we still have business to do. "

Hearing this, the young domesticated warriors and cultivators dispersed immediately, each looking for a seat to feast on. Among them, Zhang Huansheng was already familiar with Jiang Baizhen and Chen Yanhu, so he naturally sat together.

The others ate and drank as soon as they were seated, but Jiang Baizhu pondered thoughtfully before saying, "The old servant of the Qu Li clan who spoke just now, whose voice is like Hong Zhong's faint sound of gold and stone, is definitely not an ordinary person.

He said that there is something serious to do after dinner, and I am afraid that he will engrave our soul imprints overnight. "

The soul seal is to use a secret method to attach an invisible and intangible mysterious spiritual substance to the human soul. The spiritual substance acts slowly on weekdays, which can nourish the soul of the primordial spirit, make the warrior smart and wise, and enhance the cultivator's magic. Power, can be described as a lot of benefits.

But once it is catalyzed, it will be like forcing a thousand grains of food into the belly of ordinary people. Although food is beneficial to people, it is not enough.

And this method of death is also because that spiritual substance is a holy product that nourishes the soul and nourishes the soul, and it is not a poison and has no cure.

Only when the subject's cultivation level breaks through the heavenly rank and reaches the level of a great cultivator will he naturally get rid of the **** of the soul imprint because the soul becomes extremely tough.

Since Zhang Huansheng began to seek the seeds of the cave, he has used the bookworms to collect hundreds of millions of books to understand the land of Jiuli, the official history of the soldier Chiyou, the historical events and legends recorded in the wild books, and the mystery of the soul seal. understood.

Although he was a little scared for a while because he didn't expect to be the Taoist soldier of the young master of Qu Li's, he would have to carve a soul imprint, but then he thought that his soul could be transformed into the only two incarnations of Sakyamuni. In the shape of the Heavenly Dragon and the Treasure of Wisdom, they feed on the chaotic miasma in the mountains, rivers, and seas, and the spiritual power of the earth's water. How could they not be able to digest a little bit of spiritual energy, and they could feel at ease.

At this time, I heard Jiang Baizhen say again: "It is the right thing to be a humanist soldier to carve a soul imprint, and everyone must not have any objections for a while, otherwise, I am afraid that Qu Li will kill the chicken and set an example.

After all, no matter how the Qu Li clan goes down~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it is still easy to suppress a few high-ranking practitioners, and it is common sense to use the power that has been subdued to feel at ease. ”, his eyes fixed on Chen Yanhu, who has always been open-mouthed.

One thing is better than one thing when you order tofu in brine, then Chen Yanhu is tired and fearless, but he is most afraid of Jiang Bozhen, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, eldest brother, I will be a sullen gourd in a while, and I won't say anything. Treat yourself as a dumbass."

"But it doesn't have to be like this," Jiang Baizhu smiled at Chen Yanhu with satisfaction after hearing this, "Actually, if you have any unreasonable demands after the soul imprint is finished, you can make them boldly.

At that time, our identities were already determined, and the Chuanli Clan’s domestic warriors and monks became the Qu Li Clan’s minions. Increasing one’s own cultivation was equivalent to enhancing the Qu Li Clan’s strength. thing.

For example, with Yanhu, you can tell the fact that your cultivation method "Earth Chi Hung" is special and requires water-based medicinal pills to suppress it to be strong and diligent. ”, saying he looked around, “It’s the same with everyone. "

Hearing this, all the people at the same table nodded in surprise, praising Jiang Baizhu for his thoroughness, and even Zhang Huansheng's eyes couldn't help showing a hint of appreciation.