Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

The Bone Shrine, through the main hall, is the apse.

In the apse, on the side of the wall, there are eight chimes neatly placed, also cast from countless white bones, with various skulls, ribs, hand bones and vertebrae on the surface, protruding irregularly, and it looks strange when you look at it. Very.

What's even more bizarre is that there is obviously no wind in the apse, but these bone chimes are automatic without wind, making strange sounds like crying and laughing.

Xu Yinglian was suddenly startled, only to realize that since she entered the ground, these strange voices have been echoing in her ears - just because they seemed to be non-existent, she subconsciously ignored them.

Was it the bell?

Suddenly there was a faint pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, Xu Yinglian hurriedly ran the real yuan to clear his mind, only to realize that this bell seemed to affect people's minds.

Fortunately, his seven orifices are exquisite and his heart is extremely resistant to illusions, so he can maintain his mental stability.

She looked at Qiu Changtian again, and saw that the other party's expression remained unchanged, as if ignoring the illusion effect of the bell.

"This is the white bone bell clock." Fei Tian Yasha said with a grin, "This bell is automatic without wind, and its sound can sway people's souls and enchant the mind. If the mana level is lower, if you can't walk for three breaths in the sound of the bell, you will be dizzy. , the limbs are weak and unable to move."

Seeing that the expressions of the two of them did not change, Feitian Yasha only said that they were supporting, so he walked to the side of the chime and continued:

"Of course, when no one is urging it, this illusion is just torture, and it can be endured."

"But if there is an attack from a foreign enemy, you just need to activate it, and the effect of the illusion will be magnified a hundred times immediately. No matter how high your cultivation level is, it will never be resisted."

Saying that, it stretched out its long black nails and tapped on the bell.

Hearing a long beep, Xu Yinglian's face immediately turned pale.

At the moment when the bell rang, she felt as if something hit her soul, and she almost lost her footing.

What a powerful illusion attack! And it was the kind that pointed directly at the soul, so she couldn't find any effective means to defend against it, and could only use the innate talent of Qiqiao Linglong Xin to resist.

Seeing Xu Yinglian finally showing a strange expression, Feitian Yaksha was a little confused.

I rang the bell, why didn't you fall?

Looking at Qiu Changtian again, its face immediately became weird.

Because this guy didn't seem to be at all, he just glanced left and right at the chimes, as if he was appreciating some artwork.

Feitian Yaksha's face was a little unbearable, and he said "it's impossible to resist" just now, but the two people in front of him held it firmly, how did he get down to the stage?

After a long silence, it could only bite the bullet and said roundly:

"It's just that this bone chime has been abandoned here for thousands of years, so the spirituality has been dimmed a lot, and it no longer has the effect of attacking the soul."

"Senior buried here, isn't it more than ten thousand years?" Qiu Changtian asked curiously.

"Shut up if you don't understand! 'Thousands of years' is just a rhetorical device." Fei Tian Yasha pressed the killing intent in his heart, turned his head, and said irritably, "How can a monk care about these details!"

It gritted its teeth fiercely, and continued to move forward with the two of them, and soon entered a side hall somewhere.

I saw a blood-stained stone platform in the center of the side hall.

On the edge of the stone platform, countless skeletons and white bones are embellished, forming a mysterious and mysterious formation.

Qiu Changtian glanced at it, and knew that it seemed to be some kind of magic circle, which was used to drain the blood of the target in the center of the circle, but it was mixed with the Requiem circle. This is... to make the target die more comfortable. ?

"This is the blood altar of the ghost sect." Feitian Yasha explained, "Any cultivator who wants to change to the ghost path needs to take Yinhui Primordial Spirit Water in advance and run the ghost path for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. ."

"That Yinhui Yuanshen water is not water, it is made of pure Yin Qi mixed with spiritual substances. It can be used in conjunction with exercises to wither the flesh and dry up the bones."

"When the body is almost rotten, sit on this blood altar and run the secret technique to separate the body from the soul and turn it into a ghost cultivator."

"So it is." Qiu Changtian said calmly, "I don't know what is so strange about this ghost repair?"

"The first is to be proficient in all kinds of soul techniques, and the methods are strange." Fei Tian Yasha said slowly, "The second is to freely go down to the Nine Serenity Yellow Springs to avoid confusion."

"The third point, and the most important point: since Ghost Xiu abandons his physical body, there is no limit to his lifespan."

Having said that, it just kept silent.

Qiu Changtian and Xu Yinglian looked at each other and knew that there should be some great flaws in the ghost cultivation method, but this Flying Yaksha deliberately didn't say anything.

Otherwise, how come there are not so many ghost cultivators in today's Yin Ghost Dao?

You must know that if there is no Yangshou limit, many people who could not become a pill can slowly accumulate their cultivation and form pills calmly!

"The flaw is that the calamities are very frequent." Kunlun Jing added in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Ghost cultivators and corpses are evil things that are not tolerated in the world by heaven. Only by taking advantage of the loopholes can they get rid of the lifespan limit - you see it Now that's it, you know."

Flying Yaksha walked forward, and suddenly, as if accidentally, kicked the skull next to the magic circle.

I saw that the magic circle lit up in a flash, shrouding everyone present.

"Oh, I accidentally touched the ban." Feitian Yasha said with a wicked smile, but there was no regret on his face, obviously it was intentional at all.

Xu Yinglian's face changed suddenly, and he tried to mobilize Feijian quickly, but he saw that his body was blocked with real energy, and he couldn't use the spell at all.

Feitian Yasha looked at the two of them coldly, thinking that even if you are not afraid of illusion, you can't do anything about this formation, right?

beg me! As long as you kneel down and beg me, and then swear by your Dao heart that my existence will not be leaked, I will let you two rescue the magic circle.

Otherwise, over time, you will have to watch your flesh and blood gradually lose and wither. The taste of pain is absolutely extraordinary...

Just as it was thinking about how to make a roundabout suggestion so that the two were forced to choose to submit, Qiu Changtian stepped forward and repositioned the skull.

He stretched out his right hand again, raised two fingers, and drew a few strokes on the ground.

I saw that the magic circle was like a light that pressed a switch, and it flashed and then went out.

Flying Yaksha: ? ? ?

"Why are seniors so careless?" Qiu Changtian said indifferently, "Fortunately, this junior knows a little about formations, otherwise it would be really difficult to save this time~www.wuxiamtl.com~ cough." Feitian Yasha came back to his senses and said embarrassedly , "This magic circle has been abandoned for thousands of years, and it is normal for it to suddenly malfunction."

"So that's the case." Qiu Changtian said, "Then please be careful next time, senior, and don't accidentally touch the ban that has been abandoned for thousands of years."

"That's nature, that's nature." Flying Yaksha said repeatedly, secretly hating in his heart.

Now Qiu Changtian and the two are afraid that it will kill them, and Feitian Yasha is also afraid of attracting immortals after the death of the other side. It can be said that they have the key to destroy each other.

In this case, no matter who comes directly hard, it is equivalent to perishing, so we can only use soft means to make the other party submit.

For example, trapping the opponent in the formation and inflicting torture.

What if the other party knew that he did not dare to kill him? Under the cruel torture of prohibition, most people will eventually choose to succumb.

Who knew that this freak human race cultivator didn't respond to the illusion, and the formation method couldn't stop him!

Is this so good?