My Taoism leads to the prehistoric

Chapter 32 Emperor Donghua: I would like to repay your great kindness with death!Han Shou:? ? ?

The Yamen of the Pure Chieftain, a quiet room.

Han Shou sat cross-legged on the futon.

Take out an incense burner about the size of a baby's fist from the space ring.

There is a halo flowing around the mouth of the incense burner, and a Taoist word "Feng" is looming.

His eyes fell on the seal of the incense burner, Han Shou hesitated for a moment and decisively sacrificed the deity's order, shouting: "Open!"

The function of the deity order at this time is an unlocking key. Following Han Shou's order, the token emits red light and melts into the incense burner.

"Shu~"

The small censer was dissipated by the sealed halo of the furnace mouth.

A thick column of blue smoke curled up, coiled around the incense burner, and seemed to be spreading.

Han Shou's eyes are quick and his hands are quick, his spiritual sense is shrouded in green smoke, and he is able to focus on one percent.

That is: ten thousand strands of incense, with a thought, a small group of green smoke is cut and flew out of the incense burner without sound.

"Shu~"

The small incense burner was sealed again.

"Come!"

When Han Shou waved his hand, the [-] strands of incense wrapped around his soul body, enveloping his entire soul body in smoke.

When the incense was surrounded, Han Shou was shocked, as if he had eaten iced watermelon in the dog days.

Cool from the inside out.

That ultimate relief was ten times better than the last shiver of something unspeakable.

"Um... oh!"

Han Shoushuang couldn't help moaning, and suddenly his consciousness seemed to fall into the most beautiful and comfortable state.

At the same time, the incense quickly dissipated.

Every time it melts, his true soul will be weakened a little.

When the 1 strands of incense are exhausted, the soul body has been weakened by [-]% without knowing it.

"Hiss, it's so cool, this is so cool..."

"Ok?"

"What's going on? The strength of my soul body has been weakened?"

When he was still thinking about getting some more incense, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he felt chills all over his body in an instant.

"Incense is poisonous?"

"Chi You harmed me?"

For a moment, Han Shou's imagination was flooded with billions of thoughts.

"wrong!"

"If the incense is poisonous, is the whole hell a hoax?"

"Is it because I'm not a pure dead soul? It's just the reason for the temporary separation of body and soul?"

Han Shou's face was cloudy and uncertain.

After a little thought, he got up without hesitation and left the quiet room, and went straight to the entrance of Xiaoqian World, which is connected to the camp behind the yamen.

"Shu~"

Passing through the entrance of the space, the gloomy Little Thousand World camp appeared.

As the deity of the Pure Chieftain, holding the deity Ling Han Shou can control most of the divine power of the Pure Chieftain.

Although Xiaoqian World is large, you can understand all the situations inside it in a single thought.
this!It is the power of divine authority.

Otherwise, with the coverage of Han Shou's spiritual consciousness, it would take at least several days to search the entire Xiaoqian world.

Three thousand miles away from the entrance, by the side of a large black water lake.

"Shu~"

With the help of the teleportation power bestowed by the divine right, Han Shou traveled three thousand miles in one step.

"Desire?"

Emperor Donghua, who had fallen into a daze by the lake, stood up, and saluted in surprise.

Han Shou smiled and said, "The emperor is not in a hurry to cultivate?"

"The way of ghost cultivation... hey!"

"This is the emperor?"

"Pindao made it easy for ghosts to cultivate. The "Netherworld Alchemy Method" is profound and mysterious, not inferior to the exercises that Pindao realized when he listened to the Taoism in Zixiao Palace."

"In terms of weirdness, it's even slightly higher."

Emperor Donghua was helpless: "Unfortunately, the way of cultivating ghosts is too harsh!"

"The aura of heaven and earth is of little help to ghost cultivators, and the aura of evil spirits is only slightly beneficial."

"The most important thing is still merit, incense and extreme yin treasures. Without these three kinds of practice, it will be twice the result with half the effort."

Han Shou suppressed his blushing and nodded again and again: "That's right, it's true!"

Originally, Donghua Emperor was newly recruited. In addition to the Yin Bing armor set, he should also be given two things: real flint and soul forging grass.

But "Zhu" had already given Jingtusi a year's ration of soul-forging grass to him.

How could he cut flesh from himself?
"If you want to prove Da Luo again... I'm afraid that you may not be able to prove the realm of ghosts and immortals after the yin life is exhausted, let alone Da Luo?" Emperor Donghua sighed softly.

Ghosts also have a lifespan!
It's just that it has a longer lifespan than creatures.

But the cultivation of ghosts is far more difficult than the cultivation of living beings.

The Ghost Fairyland is the realm equivalent to the Taoist Heavenly Immortals after the Ghosts and Gods Realm.

Han Shou's expression turned serious: "Emperor, since I said that I would invite you to enter the Jingtusi to observe Taiyi quietly, Dijun rises from the tall building, entertain guests, and finally watch his building collapse with cold eyes, then I will never break my promise!"

Emperor Donghua looked at Han Shou blankly.

Han Shou didn't change his face, and with a touch of the space ring, a small incense burner appeared in his hand.

"There are nearly a million incense sticks in it, and the emperor can use them to practice. I only hope that you will soon prove the Taoism of ghosts and immortals. Then, you will naturally have a long lifespan to see the scene you want to see!"

Emperor Donghua was dumbfounded.

Looking at Han Shou in disbelief: "One million incense sticks?"

"Could it be that the entire net chieftain has accumulated over the years?"

As the head of male immortals, Emperor Donghua was once a great power in the wild, and he knew very well how important the incense of ghost cultivators was.

"Dai Sishen, you can't do it, you can't do it!"

"Donghua has just arrived, and he has made a lot of contributions, how dare he accept it?"

To the Daluo Jinxian Emperor Donghua, 100 million incense sticks are rubbish, and he doesn't even bother to look at it.

For Emperor Donghua, who is a soldier in the Japanese realm, 100 million incense sticks are a huge training resource that will not be exchanged for an innate spiritual treasure.

Emperor Donghua's state of mind is extremely high.

At this time, the psychological construction of being a little Yin soldier has already been done.

"Dai Sishen, Donghua is now just a Yin soldier under your command, please don't treat him differently!"

"Although Donghua has just entered the underworld, he also knows that our underworld has sent soldiers and soldiers, and the incense and salary that we receive are all determined by the number of errands in a year."

"One million incense, even if I accumulate it day and night for 100 years, I can't get that much!"

"Donghua knows the kindness of Dai Sishen, but Donghua will never accept it if he doesn't get rewarded for his merits. Please take it back!"

Han Shou sighed: "Emperor, you misunderstood, except for 'Zhu' Sishen, there are only two Yin soldiers, you and me!"

"The nearly one million incense sticks are not accumulated by the chieftain for many years, but the expenses for the next year allocated by the Duzhisi Chi Yousi God!"

"God Zhu Si belongs to the witch family, so he doesn't need incense, and this incense salary is only available to you and me!"

"But my practice method is mysterious. Incense is like poison to me. The only one who can use incense is the emperor. If this incense is not given to you, is it really necessary to accumulate it?"

Emperor Donghua was so moved that his eyes almost filled with tears.

He couldn't believe the deep kindness of this acting god.

Could it be that this is extremely peaceful?

Emperor Donghua bowed deeply to Han Shou: "Donghua is deeply grateful for the great kindness of the acting god, but you urgently need to break through the realm of ghosts and gods to take over the position of god, and you need incense more than Donghua."

"How dare Donghua take your chance?"

"Please be sure to take it back, and don't mention any more incense that is poisonous to you!"

"Donghua has also verified Daluo, and knows the importance of incense to our generation of ghost cultivators. Without incense, it is almost impossible for ghost cultivators to make much progress!"

"Donghua knows that you want Donghua to accept this incense stick with peace of mind!"

"So you deliberately said that incense is poisonous to you. If other soldiers of the Yin Division can still lie about this, how can you hide it from Donghua?"

Han Shou:? ? ?
At this time, Emperor Donghua has no physical body, otherwise tears will fill his eyes.

Another deep bow and salute: "Your kindness is appreciated by Donghua. Once you have an order in the future, Donghua will never frown even if you want to fight hard."

"However, please take back the incense!"

Han Shou: ...

This Emperor Donghua must have been a brain monster and didn't run away.

Don't you believe it now?

Do you have to make up your own mind?

I just want to see if your true soul will also be weakened by using incense!
(End of this chapter)