Li Qingxuan knew that in the future, he would definitely encounter more and more different inheritances, see various magical magical powers, and come into contact with increasingly magical practice techniques.

That's the case.

It is undoubtedly stupid to choose a fixed path and limit your future to death if you have a dream space!

Therefore, it is wise to choose a foundation that can integrate into different paths and learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses.

"The theory of spirit and spirit is just my current understanding, and it may not be correct. But if you take spirit and spirit as the foundation and take a path that suits you, it is always better than now..."

There is nothing perfect in the world.

What you can do is to do as best as possible under known conditions.

Li Qingxuan showed a light smile on his face.

He stretched out his finger and hooked it lightly.

The dream space is divided into two and separates a new copy area.

This choice of path involves secrets.

He doesn't want to incarnate and know.

Even if that's just a tool person who is confined to the dream space!

A heart moved.

Li Qingxuan's consciousness returned to reality.

After setting up several third-level magical formations around him, he left a message to Yun Xue and her two sons, and then ordered the bored and sleeping little soul to make some arrangements, and then sealed the secret room.

"In order to be more in line with the new path, it is better to spend your efforts in advance without making any mistakes."

Li Qingxuan smiled faintly.

In the Qihai Sea, the three-leaf lotus slowly dissipated, turning into countless magic powers, overflowing from the body, setting off a spiritual tide in the secret room...

The three-leaf Phalian, who suppressed the Qihai Sea, was also forced to squeeze out her body and buzzed, as if she was confused, but she had already nurtured some spirituality.

A few days later.

Li Qingxuan took several tonic pills with pale face. His originally handsome face had grown a lot older, revealing his true age.

He took out a mirror and looked at the vicissitudes and haggard inside, like a middle-aged self, and couldn't help but chuckled.

unconsciously.

In this life, I have reached the age of forty.

The spirit and spirit are connected to each other.

Once the magic power is removed.

Not only is the physical depressed.

Li Qingxuan's soul also had an abnormality.

Because of the multiple differentiation of the seeds and incarnations of the soul, the body's magic power was lost to nourishment, and slight cracks appeared on the surface of his soul, as if scars were highlighted.

Although the Enlightenment Tea Tree is magical.

But the seeds of the primordial spirit and the incarnation of the primordial spirit are ultimately the way to harm the fundamentals.

Li Qingxuan does not have the subsequent inheritance of the "Submitting the Spirits" and does not know how to make up for this situation. It is normal to have this situation.

"It just so happens that since you are preparing to re-cultivate, the soul can also use the method of cicada shells to wash away these hidden dangers..."

Anyway, the essence of the soul remains unchanged.

Everything I have now will not change.

Li Qingxuan's heart moved again.

Sea of ​​consciousness.

The original fist-sized soul was like hibernating and fell into dead silence.

Time flows.

In a blink of an eye.

Ten years slipped away quietly.

Li clan land.

Yun Xue touched a small tree about a twelve till the secret room outside his husband's retreat: "Xiao Hun, has your husband not come out of seclusion yet?"

The little tree shook, and the tree body condensed into a face of a seven or eight-year-old child, and smiled and said, "Miss Mother, there is no movement inside, probably it's early."

Hearing words.

Yunxue sighed in her heart.

A year ago, the eldest son Li Changwu refining his body and breaking through the foundation building. He wandered outside the secret room for several days. He cut off a piece of wood around him, carved a statue of Li Qingxuan with him, kowtowed and left, and went to the outside world for a trip.

Today is the day when his second son Li Changguo joined Yuanshi Sect.

Although the second son is restrained, he is much more mature than the eldest son.

But Yunxue could see it.

Before the two sons left, they all hoped that Li Qingxuan, the father, would bid farewell.

When the eagle grows up, it always desires to see the outside world.

Even if Yun Xue was reluctant to give up, she could only accept it.

But she still had some complaints about her husband's direct retreat for ten years and ignoring the company and growth of her two sons over the past ten years.

For the way of immortality.

My husband is so cruel!

She shook her head and turned to leave, but her back was a little more bleak.

In the secret room.

A sigh echoed...

Outside the secret room, Xiaohun's body shook and pretended not to hear it.

But I muttered secretly in my heart.

In fact, when the master occasionally wakes up, he will secretly check the situation of the mistress and the two little masters.

Moreover, the two little masters had already implanted their master's methods.

Once you encounter a life-and-death crisis.

You can explode the power of a third-level magic array and kill the enemy.

But for some reason.

The master did not tell the mistress and the two little masters.

Anyway.

It's not understandable.

The little soul now fully fits the Dead Soul Tree. Its concept is somewhat different from that of normal humans, and it is completely impossible to understand this meaningless emotion between humans.

After all, long life is long.

For foundation-building monks, the growth years of their offspring for more than ten years have only been a small memory in their hundreds of years of life.

For example, it has a golden elixir cultivation level, and as a species of Dead Soul Tree, its life span has reached two or three thousand years.

There will be no strong feelings for children who are similar to their offspring.

It only cares about its master and itself.

certainly.

It is not stupid either, it is not stupid enough to send a message to enlighten the master.

As a mature Dead Soul Tree, it has a lot of work to do.

For example: controlling machines, printing first-level talismans and refining first-level elixirs.

Of course, there is also the most important point: control the machine yourself, refine your own fertilization body, turn it into new talismans and blood talisman orders, and regularly give it to Jin Man who comes to transport materials and receive resources.

For ten years.

The Blood Talisman Holy Sect gave birth to hundreds of foundation-buildings, and secretly spread to the entire Jin Dynasty.

The reason for saying it is secretly.

It is because there are still less than ten strongholds of the Blood Talisman Holy Sect on the surface.

However, the hidden members have exceeded 20,000 and extended to all levels of the Great Jin Immortal Cultivation World.

This is all because of the Blood Talisman Order. As long as it is refined, you can silently use some unused knowledge, intelligence, and contribution points in exchange for hidden inheritance that is difficult to find in the outside world.

Moreover, the Blood Talisman Order is not necessarily a demon cultivator or a calamity cultivator.
To be continued...