"Woooooooooooooo~~"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

In the quiet room, the sounds are strange, like resentment, like crying and complaining.

“Huh?!”

Chu Liuxian withdrew his hand like lightning and looked at the bronze mask in surprise.

"Is it an illusion?"

He was sure that the moment he grabbed the bronze mask, a strange sound did sound in the quiet room. However, at this moment, the surroundings were terriblely quiet, and even the sounds of breathing and heartbeat were clearly asked.

“There is something weird.”

Chu Liuxian calmed down and reached out to the bronze mask again.

The moment his palm grabbed the bronze mask, the sound like before sounded again.

Chu Liuxian was mentally prepared this time and did not let go immediately, but listened.

The voice was very low, as if it was in a very distant place or in a deep place, and it was lowered and sobbing secretly.

"This is the voice of a woman." Chu Liuxian frowned, unable to understand why this would happen as soon as he touched the bronze mask. He took a deep breath and silently used the secret method of Wuxiang's thoughts.

The secret method of no thoughts and empty thoughts is not simple to achieve. In fact, what Chu Liuxian mastered is just the first level of realm.

This secret method is divided into three levels, one layer is as its name suggests, so that there is no thought in the heart and no thoughts in the mind, and realize great freedom in the great tranquility and accumulate the spirit;

The second level is the birth of something from nothing. Anything that has thoughts is my own thought; anything that has thoughts must be my own thoughts;

The third level has been around for thousands of years, and only the Yangshen Zhenren Chu Huaiyong has been cultivated. Apart from this, no one can reach that threshold.

Let’s not talk about the illusory third layer, just talking about these first two layers will have unpredictable power.

The first level is to cultivate oneself, protect one's body, nourish one's life, the most righteous and pure, the beginning of the supreme path;

The second level is to control the invisible spiritual energy, which can transform the power of the mind into reality, affect the present world, emerge and become a thunder storm, and collect and can think like a stone.

Chu Liuxian was on the banks of the Jade Belt River and was able to catch the Emperor Shenfang off guard with the secret technique of "Wang Wu's thoughts". It was actually a lucky thing. If it weren't for the heavy rain and the thunder rolling in the sky, how could it attract the thunder, melt the Yin God of Shenfang in one fell swoop, and establish the victory?!

Back to the point, what Chu Liuxian used at this moment was the first level of the secret method of Wushao and Chou Thought.

As soon as this method was used, the divine light in his eyes was restrained, as if he was asleep, but his hands were constantly moving, slowly lifting the bronze mask in front of him.

In this process, the crying and complaining sound disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

"So that sound only exists in my heart."

Chu Liuxian looked faint and held the bronze mask on his face little by little, "My heart is not moved, and all evil will not invade."

"I want to see what's behind this bronze mask?"

A thought came true, and the bronze mask seamlessly fitted to his face.

In an instant, Chu Liuxian's mind "boomed" and bright colors emerged in the blank space.

...

The sky is vast and the sky is clear; the wilderness is vast and the river is flat.

It is clearly a sunny sky, but there are bleak winds and rains.

Chu Liuxian couldn't feel his body, but felt something was pulling his sight, pulling down from the sky where Ru was crying.

The wind was so fierce that it was blurred. When the haze dissipated and the world returned to its bright colors, the scene in front of us had changed drastically.

It was a wilderness temple. Perhaps it was once in the fortunate place, with a thousand-year-old bronze incense burner covered with dust, and a magnificent temple peeling off and painted, which was a sense of decadence.

The moment Chu Liuxian's eyes fell on the temple itself, the scene in front of him changed drastically again. When he came to his senses, he was already in the temple.

“Huh?”

Chu Liuxian looked at the clay statue worshipped on the temple in surprise.

It was a statue of a woman, with elegant palace dress, generous demeanor and upright face, and a charm of compassion and kindness.

What surprised Chu Liuxian was that this statue of a woman was moving.

The woman's statue peeled off the dull and dull painting on the mud, and she gave a blessing to Chu Liuxian with difficulty.

Next to her, there were two boys, two boys, and two girls, who followed them to worship.

Take the statue of the gods in the temple to worship the immortal Chuliu!

“What’s going on?”

Chu Liuxian was surprised, and the appearance carved from the statue of the woman in his eyes suddenly became vivid, transforming into a dignified and beautiful woman's face.

The woman was sad and sad, with a begging look on her face, and tears fell down, but she couldn't hear her sporadic sound.

"you……"

Chu Liuxian was about to ask, and the powerful suction force was born out of thin air. He looked back in horror, but saw a huge black hole behind him, and instantly sucked his eyes and his feelings into it.

"Ba~"

Chu Liuxian pulled the bronze mask down, his chest undulating and breathing violently as if he had torn a bellows.

"Good guy!"

Chu Liuxian looked at the bronze mask lying quietly in his palm with lingering fear, puzzled, "What kind of treasure is this bronze mask? How could such an illusion appear after putting it on?"

"No." He shook his head and denied his previous opinion, "No, that's not an illusion."

Chu Liuxian knew that if he had not used the secret method of emptying all distracting thoughts with the secret method of empty thoughts, perhaps what he saw would not have been so clear and complete, as if those scenes were truly staged in front of him.

"I didn't expect that there seemed to be a deep mystery in you.

Who is that woman? Why did she cry?

I'm afraid these are not solved for a while."

Chu Liuxian thought about it and placed the bronze mask aside. Without more clues, he could only put it down temporarily.

"I really didn't expect that this bronze mask was obtained by chance, and it seemed to have a great background."

Chu Liuxian picked up the dragon-transforming bowl with some regret and thought to himself: "There is still this thing, I hope you won't let me down."

After rubbing the dragon-turning bowl in his hand, Chu Liuxian's expression instantly moved.

"There are words on it?"

I don’t know if there are any words on it, but it is certain that there are clear engraving patterns.

Whether it is the text or the pattern, it is invisible, and only the subtle touch is clearly present.

Chu Liuxian closed his eyes, concentrated all his energy in his hands, and groped through it little by little.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, he was happy and regretful: "The above is the imperial spell of the Hunyuan Yiqi transformed into a dragon bowl, but unfortunately the content is incomplete."

Yes, the Hunyuan Yiqi-turning Dragon Bowl is the name of this treasure. Chu Liuxian even knew that this was actually a Buddhist magic weapon, and somehow it fell into the hands of the Divine Venerable.

This point is destined to be an insolvent mystery as the fall of the Divine Venerable. Chu Liuxian did not spend much effort on it and pondered the spell he obtained on the bowl body.

The mantra should have two parts, the upper and lower parts, and the upper part is cleanly wiped, but the lower part is completely preserved.

This second half is the key to the Venerable Shenfang casting spells with his seriously injured body yesterday.

It turned out that this Hunyuan Qi-transforming Dragon Bowl suppressed a divine dragon spirit that existed many years ago. As long as you recite the spell, the dragon-transforming bowl would force the dragon soul to release its power, causing any force of the five elements to turn into a divine dragon and be driven by others.

The limit is the limit of the power that the dragon soul can release, and the lower limit is the concentration of the surrounding five elements spiritual energy. Yesterday was at the bottom of the Jade Belt River, so one blow has such power.

"Only the lower half has such power. I wonder how magical the erased upper half is?"

Chu Liuxian was fascinated by leisurely, rubbing the Hunyuan Qi-turning Dragon Bowl, hoping to test it on the spot.

It is simple to control this treasure. As long as you vibrate with your spiritual power and recite the spell, you can trigger the power in the dragon-turning bowl, torture the dragon soul torture, and have to lower your arrogant head and endure humiliation to be driven by others.

While stroking the dragon-transforming bowl, Chu Liuxian shook his spiritual power and silently recited the spell in his mouth. The spiritual light in the Hunyuan Yi Qi-transforming Dragon Bowl was filled with water, and a small loach-like dragon wandered in it.

Once, twice, three times...

Chu Liuxian looked at it intently and saw with his own eyes that the little dragon had hit the dragon-turning bowl in a short period of time. His movements were full of determination, unwillingness, and he would rather die than die than be free.

Unfortunately, the dignified dragon soul spirit has the strongest power, but not even the physical body. Whether it is freedom or death, it is a luxury.

As the impact gradually increased, the dragon-turning bowl seemed to fight back impatiently. The inauspicious Buddhist sing sounded, and the Buddha's light shone in a bowl. The golden lotus bloomed everywhere. The dragon rolled and struggled, looking extremely painful and endless.

"How sad!"

Chu Liuxian frowned and placed the Hunyuan Qi-turning Dragon Bowl in front of him. He lost his driving force. The magic weapon calmed down, and the spiritual light and dragon soul in the bowl disappeared.

"The dragon-turning bowl is like a confinement, and the dragon soul is a prisoner."

"Forcing the dragon soul to bow its head with endless pain."

"This magic weapon..."

Chu Liuxian shook his head, his heart was a little shaken, wondering whether it was a Buddhist magic weapon.

This does not have the taste of Buddhist compassion, but instead reveals a bit of demonic nature.

"Maybe it has something to do with the spell that it was erased."

Unable to solve it, Chu Liuxian had to think about it for the time being.

He pondered for a long time and finally picked up the Hunyuan Qi-Creating Dragon Bowl to the level of his sight. He seemed to be talking to himself, and also said to the dragon soul in the Dragon Bowl: "I don't plan to use this treasure until the critical moment of survival."

"But if it really reaches that point, you can only offend it."

"If you have the chance in the future, Chu Liuxian will return you to your freedom and think that you will apologize."

After the words came, Chu Liuxian directly put the Hunyuan Qi-turning Dragon Bowl into the Qiankun bag, grabbed the bronze mask and rose up, pushed the door out, shouted:

"Where is the thunder shadow?"

PS: Volume 4 ends!

In addition, on the evening of the 30th, the book will be on the shelves at 9:00. The most critical moment is here. Everyone, are you ready?!
Chapter completed!