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Chapter 11 Bringing the Birds into the Cage

Chapter 11 Bringing the Birds into the Cage
Back at the Underworld Palace, Di Tianming arranged a separate hall for Feng Qingyu.

Unless Feng Qingyu summoned him, no guards were allowed to approach him privately.

After everything was settled, Di Tianming took the initiative to retreat.

After he left, Feng Qingyu took off the cloak and looked at the old bird with a tired expression.

"But what's wrong?" Seeing that her expression was wrong, the old bird jumped in her heart and hurriedly asked.

"Senior really expected things to be like gods." Feng Qingyu smiled bitterly: "Although this method of Nirvana is good, my practice time is too short, and finally I have made mistakes."

While speaking, Feng Qingyu's face was already pale, and he was completely different from just now!
"Where is the injury? Let me check it for you!" The old bird said and landed in front of Feng Qingyu, and wanted to go over to check.

"Thank you, senior, it's just hurting the soul, but the body is fine!"

Seeing that only the soul was damaged, the old bird's hanging heart was put back into the stomach.

"Why are you so careless? It's not a trivial matter for your soul to be injured. You should hurry in and recuperate!"

"Senior said that I was just about to tell you about this. It's just that this haunted palace is not absolutely safe, and I have to trouble my predecessors to protect Qingyu for a while."

The old bird's eyes moved slightly: "Don't you have a servant Di Tianming? He should be more suitable than me to protect the law, right?"

The corners of Feng Qingyu's lips lifted slightly, revealing a kind smile: "How can he compare with his predecessors!
Senior is the savior of Qingyu, and he only temporarily turned to me to survive.

It’s enough to do chores at ordinary times. The important thing of protecting the law is still left to the seniors, which makes Qingyu more at ease! "

"I can rest assured that you can think of it this way. No matter how capable you are, it is not as important as giving charcoal in the snow."

After speaking, the old bird gave Feng Qingyu a deep look, and then went outside to protect her.

After the old bird left and the door of the palace was completely closed, Feng Qingyu's smile slowly disappeared.

There was also a cold look in the originally gentle eyes.

Without saying a word, the old bird left, and Feng Qingyu came to the quiet room and began to retreat.

In the world of cultivators, time is the most meaningless.

The retreat practice, which took several months and several years, was boring and boring.

But in order to fight for life with heaven, practitioners have to do it again.

It was midnight, and after a tiring day, most of the guards and waiters had already gone down to rest, leaving only a few to watch the night here.

However, even if he stayed in the corridor, he didn't have much energy, just standing there and dozing off.

Seeing that those who should rest have rested, and the few who did not rest are no threat.

The old bird who was guarding outside the hall flickered, his figure drifted, and in the next second, he disappeared in place.

In the quiet room in the hall, Feng Qingyu sat cross-legged on the futon.

At this moment, her breathing was well-proportioned and her face was peaceful, but her face was terribly pale.

It seemed that a few hours of meditation had little effect on her.

It would have been so.

The soul is wounded, and it is strange that it can be recovered after a few months of cultivation!
This has to be under the premise of the help of the spirit pills.

If you really want to recover completely on your own, you may not be able to recover in a few years!

Seeing that Feng Qingyu didn't react when he came in, the old bird was relieved.

After that, the black shadow flashed again, directly submerging between Feng Qingyu's eyebrows.

Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Feng Qingyu's spirit was sitting cross-legged on the peak in the depths of the sea of ​​​​fog.

Seeing her bleak soul, the old bird's heart was relieved a lot.

If it weren't for her soul being injured, it really didn't want to do it so quickly.

After all, this is Di Tianming's territory, and if she summons that person to deal with her together, it will be a real mess.

"It's only your fault that you are to blame.

If you call me in your prime, I really can't do anything about you.

You are so hurt!

If it weren't for the law of Nirvana that cannot be cultivated without the soul, I would not have protected you until now!
Don't worry, when my cultivation is restored, I will avenge you.

Now, let this body be left to me! "

As he muttered, the miniature soul body had already begun to skyrocket wildly, and then he opened his sharp mouth and went straight to Feng Qingyu to swallow it!

From the beginning to the end, Feng Qingyu above the clouds did not resist for a while, and the devouring of soul and soul went extremely smoothly.

The old bird was quite surprised.

"Could it be that it hurts so badly? Don't you even have the strength to resist?"

The old bird still couldn't believe it, the soul of the ninth rank of Tianxian was swallowed by himself.

Mind power surged out in an instant, and he walked a full circle in this Sea of ​​Consciousness space, and after confirming that there were no other soul fluctuations in it, his heart was completely released.

"Haha! Hahahaha!! This nirvana immortal body finally belongs to me!!"

Crazy laughter resounded throughout the entire Consciousness Sea space!

The sea of ​​​​fog was shaken and rolled continuously.

Laughing and laughing, the old bird suddenly felt that something was wrong.

No matter how I say it, I have swallowed an immortal soul. Even if this soul is damaged, it is impossible for the soul to not grow at all!
Just as I was about to check the soul that I had swallowed, the sea of ​​fog in this sea of ​​consciousness suddenly churned!
The white mist became deep and blue, and the terrifying high temperature also came in an instant!
"You are not dead! The soul is not injured!!" The old bird screamed.

After living for tens of thousands of years, in just an instant, it understood what was going on.

fooled myself.

This cunning girl set up a trap and waited for it to drill into it!
"Senior is very clever, otherwise, how would Qingyu know your plans!"

The voice was insubstantial and seemed to be everywhere.

But the old bird searched this sea of ​​consciousness space over and over again, but couldn't find Feng Qingyu's original soul.

"Where the hell are you hiding!!" The old bird was furious.

Being played by a little girl whose hair is not fully grown, how can she swallow this breath if she doesn't completely devour the other party!
"Senior taught me the method of Nirvana, but I don't seem to have practiced it myself. Don't you know that the soul merges with the flame, and the fire is the soul?"

Speaking of kung fu, the flames in the depths of the sea of ​​​​fog suddenly rose several feet!
In the next second, Feng Qingyu, who was joined by Huo Qun, paced out of the fire pillar, her dark eyes were as cold as cold stars, and she looked at the furious old bird.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

"Stinky girl! Since you dare to show up, don't blame me for being cruel!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, the old bird shot out!

That speed was many times faster than when he fought with the two ghosts before!
However, just as it rushed in front of Feng Qingyu, Feng Qingyu had turned into a flame and disappeared.

The next second, her figure appeared a hundred meters away, where the old bird was before.

So many times, I was stunned and didn't even touch the corners of the skirt, let alone swallow it.

"I thought you were kind to me, and I didn't want to care about you. I don't know that you have no regrets, but you want to continue to swallow!"

Feng Qingyu laughed at herself, and her eyes became cold at this moment.

"Don't talk nonsense! Today is either your death or my death!"

After being played again and again, the old bird already hated Feng Qingyu so much, his soul flashed and rushed towards Feng Qingyu again!

This time, Feng Qingyu did not hide.

The pale golden palm was raised upward, and the spirit body of the old bird who was still in the rush froze, and the next second, it fell straight to the ground!
"You... what have you done to me!!"

The old bird's aching soul and body spasmed, and a hint of panic finally appeared in the pair of bright bird pupils.

"No..." Feng Qingyu shook her finger and said, "It's what you did to me."

"He took great pains to protect my immortal body, and then seduced me to practice the Dharma of Nirvana.

After Nirvana succeeded, you saw that my soul was damaged and finally couldn't hold back your greed, and you wanted to swallow my soul and occupy my immortal body. All of this is your own fault! "

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