hey demon

Chapter 17 Spring Breeze
The cold wind was howling, and snow was floating in the sky, covering the earth with a layer of silver.

There is a thick layer of remaining snow on the roof, on the open space, and on the treetops. In previous years, winter has already begun to go away, and spring is coming, but this year, there is no sign of it. The flowers and plants are withered, and the roots are hidden. The earth is waiting for new shoots in the coming year. Even the two lychee trees at the gate of Changqing Temple have lost all their leaves, leaving only bare trunks.

In the bamboo garden, in the open space, taking homemade jade ginseng pills made of century-old wild ginseng as the main material, Zhang Chun's legs are rooted, his back is arched high, his breathing is slow and powerful, and he is running the dragon and tiger holding pill with all his strength. Transforming into a dragon, seeking a second exchange of blood. At this time, it has been another month since he returned from Returning Wind Valley.

Tempered by medicine, with a back like a dragon, spit out the old and take in the new, exchanging blood for the old, Zhang Chunyi's blood, which had already grown to its limit, grew stronger again at this moment, and the power of transforming the dragon was also derived.

Qi and blood are like a furnace, although it is cold winter, but at this moment Zhang Chunyi's body is rising with wisps of heat, scorching the surroundings like a furnace, melting the snow under his feet.

The second blood exchange was successful, and his energy and blood were as strong as a lion and tiger. Zhang Chunyi slowly recovered, and it was at this time that his expression suddenly changed.

"woke up?"

With a light between his brows, Zhang Chunyi pulled out Hong Yun who was sleeping in the ancestral aperture.

In order to refine the Dharma Seed Hu Feng before, Hongyun fell into silence and devoted himself to refining the Dharma Seed. Under normal circumstances, he needed to find a safe and comfortable place for it, but Zhang Chunyi had the inner scene, so he was released directly. In the ancestral orifice, as for collecting the demon bag, it is not acceptable, the demon cannot use its demon power at all in it.

The process of a monster refining a spell is not complicated, but it is not guaranteed to be successful. The compatibility between the monster and the spell must be taken into account, such as compatibility. Of course, in order to assist the monster in refining the spell, the immortal cultivator also Many methods have been created, such as formations, but most of these methods have relatively harsh conditions, but the degree of compatibility between Hongyun and Dharma-Hufeng is relatively high, so there is no need to use these methods.

Phew, the clouds and mist are filled, floating out from the ancestral orifice, Hong Yun's expression is still a little confused, it seems that he has not woken up, and at this time, a light green breeze is centered on it and drifts away in all directions, blowing the entire length of the sky. Qingguan is shrouded in it.

The breeze is blowing, which is insignificant, but in the next moment, a sudden change occurs, and the grass roots hidden deep in the ground sprout new shoots, the green bamboos bent down by the snow are shaking their spirits, and even the two lychee trees at the gate They all grow new leaves, and small off-white flowers bloom. The fragrance of the flowers is overwhelming, and the whole Changqing Temple can vaguely smell it.

"How is this going?"

"Is the lychee tree in bloom?"

"This is fairy art."

The sudden change stunned many handymen in Changqingguan, and there was a lot of discussion for a while, some of them were curious, some were amazed, and some were in awe.

"spring breeze."

Seeing the bizarre scene caused by Hongyun's unconsciousness clearly, Zhang Chunyi confirmed the heel of the force just now.

There are strange winds between heaven and earth, with extraordinary power. The spring wind is one of them, which contains the vitality of spring. Blowing it can make the dead trees spring up.

Woo, let out an unconscious groan. After the spring breeze passed, a brand new force began to surge in Hong Yun's body. At this moment, Zhang Chunyi's expression changed slightly. Although this force had not yet exploded, the force was as sharp as a knife, killing heaven and earth. The breath has already rushed towards his face, making his skin cold.

"Hongyun, wake up soon."

Opening his mouth to make a sound, like a bell ringing, reaching the depths of the soul, with a jolt, Hong Yun's consciousness immediately woke up.

"Containing power."

Hearing Zhang Chunyi's order, Hongyun almost instinctively circulated the magic power in his body, and the killing intent that had not erupted quietly disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the invisible shackles were cut off, and the cultivation in Hong Yun's body went a step further, reaching a hundred years, and finally stopped again at 110 years.

Aware of such a change, Zhang Chunyi showed a hint of surprise on his face.

There is a small hurdle in the cultivation of monsters every hundred years, and the worse the root, the harder it is to cross. With the help of the white jade lotus seeds left by Chang Qingzi and other elixir, Hong Yun's cultivation has already approached the threshold of a hundred years, but he has never crossed it.

Zhang Chunyi originally thought that Hongyun would stay here for a while longer. After all, Hongyun is just a low-level bone, not very outstanding, but he didn't expect that with the opportunity of refining the magic seed, he would break through this small bottleneck.

"Is it because the power of Dharma Seed - Exhaling Wind has polished itself?"

Thoughts turned in his mind, and Zhang Chunyi had a guess in his mind about the reason for Hongyun's sudden breakthrough.

Feeling the throbbing of his soul, without saying anything, Zhang Chunyi grabbed Hongyun, turned around and walked into the quiet room in the bamboo garden.

Lit the Ningshen incense, visualized dragons and tigers, and entered into the dark, Zhang Chunyi strengthened his spirit and restrained the feedback brought by the breakthrough of the red cloud.

As the cultivation base of the monster increases, the body and soul of the monster will grow accordingly, and at the same time it will also drive the cultivators, and every time the monster breaks through an important threshold, the feedback will be far more than usual.

The power of the soul surged, like a stream at first, and later like a great river, rushing continuously, washing away Zhang Chunyi's bound corpse.

Accompanied by the wailing of the dead dog, the black smoke dissipated, and the soul glowed. After an unknown period of time, a round of bright moon hung above the sky of the inner scene.

Concentrating his spiritual thoughts, looking at this round of bright moon, Zhang Chunyi felt joy from the bottom of his heart, his soul glowed with light, as bright as a bright moon, not causing dust.

At this point, according to the standards on the picture of the immortal green pine, the practitioner can already lock the second soul Fushi and become a monk at the second step of the Sanren Realm, but Zhang Chunyi is not in a hurry to take this step.

At this time, the dead dog's soul looks as bright as the bright moon, not causing dust, but under this pure appearance, there is still the shadow of the dead dog, but it is difficult to find.

"Fuhu imprints, imprints the true form."

With the tiger seal in hand, Zhang Chunyi once again aroused the power of the soul. From the outside to the inside, Zhang Chunyi imprinted the true shape of the tiger in the dog's body. At this moment, the majestic roar of the tiger and the barking of the panicked dog sounded almost at the same time.

In the inheritance of the Taishang Dragon and Tiger Temple, there are two major soul secrets in the Sanren Realm, namely the crouching tiger seal and the subduing dragon seal. These two seals are not only means of attack, but also secret methods of cultivation.

With the successful imprinting of the true shape, the corpse dog soul, which could no longer hold more power of the soul, seems to have been expanded. It is possible to accommodate more power of the soul, and with the surge of more power of the soul, in the The figure of a crouching tiger was outlined in the pure white corpse, but it was very blurry.

(End of this chapter)