It's not a monster, nor does it look like a spiritual beast. Could it be... some kind of special beast?

Alien beast? Probably not easy to mess with...

Do you want to forget it first?

As soon as the idea of ​​ink painting came up, the big dog seemed to notice it.

It looked at the ink painting with a hint of contempt and disdain.

Mo Hua became angry when he saw this.

A mere watchdog, but he looks down on me?

good!

If you can’t fight, kill, or stew meat, then I’ll scare you and make you suffer a little. You will know that there are mountains beyond the mountains and there are people beyond the dogs!

Mo Hua snorted coldly, his eyes focused, and his spiritual thoughts manifested the Jingshen Sword, running the Seven Soul Eye Techniques. A sharp light bloomed in his eyes, just like the sword energy flowing, and a trace of power flowing out.

Shocking Sword!

These words were the first time he used the Jingshen Sword Technique on a person, no, on a dog.

In Mo Hua's expectation, the big dog should have been blinded instantly and then howled for mercy.

But this big white dog's pupils actually trembled, and a pure white light kept flowing in his eyes, turning into a blurry shadow that kept changing one after another.

In front of the beautiful book pavilion, there was a man and a dog, just staring at each other.

One is a young boy, the other is a big white dog, they are facing each other.

It looked a bit childish, but where the two eyes met, where ordinary monks couldn't see, the pale golden sword light and pure white shadows were strangled, one was ebbing and the other was increasing, and the killings continued.

After a while, there was no winner.

Both sides gave up.

Mo Hua pointed at it and said, "Just wait for me. I'll come back to you after class tomorrow."

The big white dog also looked at Mo Hua with disdain, as if to say, "I'll wait, come back if you have the ability."

Mo Hua snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Returning to the back of the disciples' residence, Mo Hua slumped on a chair, looking slumped and feeling frustrated.

"This is unreasonable. I have never defeated a dog..."

He thought that he had a successful Jing Shen Sword and that as long as he used it, he could "kill everyone", but in the end, he was defeated by a dog...

Although strictly speaking, Mo Hua felt that his kendo skills should be slightly better than this big dog in a confrontation, but if he didn't win, he didn't win, and he couldn't make excuses for himself.

"What is the origin of this big dog..."

Mo Hua frowned, but the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

"No, no matter where it comes from, you have to give it some color."

Otherwise, my original method, which combines the Taixu Jingshen Sword Style and the Seven Souls Blood Hell Eye Technique, would be a big loss.

We lost the first battle and couldn't win a single dog.

Mo Hua cheered up his fighting spirit and took on the big dog.

"This stunning sword needs to be practiced again..."

Mo Hua took out the water prison box and started to meditate again.

The Seven Souls Blood Prison became the Seven Souls Sword Prison.

Logically speaking, the seven souls of Corpse Dog, Fu Ya, Bird Yin, Swallowing Thief, Non-Poison, Eliminator of Filth, and Smelly Lung must be integrated into the mind of Sword Prison, and they must be sensed one by one to activate the soul, and then the eyes can be used as apertures.

, transforming the soul into "sword intent" and melting the evil spirit, it will be used as a means of killing.

There are eight sword prisons. The seven souls are melted first, and then the life soul is melted.

Before the ink painting, only the soul of a sword prison was engraved in the soul, and the soul of the "corpse dog" was fused. In addition, the other six souls need to be fused. This improved Jingshen Sword can

A real success.

After fusing the seven souls, and then fusing the soul of life, the complete sword prison structure is born, and the sword and evil spirit are integrated. Only then can this shocking sword be considered a complete success.

Mo Hua's mood gradually calmed down.

"It's still very early..."

Whether it is the Jingshen Sword or the Seven Souls Eye Technique, there are still many profound secrets that have not yet been discovered, and there are many difficult and difficult ways to learn. It is not something that can be accomplished by just melting one soul.

Now, I have only just begun to learn.

You must keep practicing and practice the Jingshen Sword to the extreme!

Mo Hua abandoned all distracting thoughts, began to concentrate, and continued to comprehend the Seven Souls Jingshen Sword deeper.

Taking the soul of life as the foundation, on the basis of the soul of life, the Seven Soul Sword Prison was forged to become the Jingshen Sword Technique.

"The Corpse Dog Soul has merged with the Heart Form to form a sword prison. The next Soul is... Fu Ya Soul..."

"Visualize the forbidden picture, replace the instrument of torture with a sword, and use the sword to replace the punishment..."

"Use the sword to enter the heart, blend the soul with the heart, and lead the soul to leave the body..."

…

Mo Hua comprehends little by little and practices over and over again. The more he comprehends, the more he understands the profoundness and mystery of the Jingshen Sword Style and the Seven Souls Blood Hell Eye Technique.

And his Fu Ya Po's sword prison is also starting to grow little by little.

This speed is much slower.

It seems that this kind of spiritual thought method is inherently slower the further you go in practicing it.

But no matter how slow it was, the ink painting took a whole night and still less than half melted.

His Jingshen Sword Eye Technique is much stronger than before.

The next day, he couldn't wait and went to fight the big dog again.

In front of the bookstore, next to the small pond.

One person and one dog started staring at each other again.

To Mo Hua's surprise, he still didn't win, but compared to last time, he already had the upper hand.

After fighting for a while, he and Dagou Shenhun were a little exhausted, so they gave up temporarily.

"I'll come back in a few days!" Mo Hua didn't give up.

The big dog's expression was equally disdainful, and he bared his teeth fiercely at the ink painting.

But this time, its gaze was much more solemn, and it didn't dare to ignore the ink painting.

After Mo Hua returned, he continued to practice the Jingshen Sword without thinking about food or tea.

Finally, three days later, his progress improved by leaps and bounds, and he was completely integrated into a sword prison in Fu Ya Po.

So far, he has merged two of the seven souls, one corpse dog and one Fuya.

The power of the pupil technique is greatly increased.

The next day, the ink painting came to the book pavilion with great vigor and high spirits.

This time, he will have a showdown with this big dog.

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

The big white dog obviously also knew how powerful Mo Hua was. After sensing the more powerful aura on Mo Hua's body, his previous contempt was gone, replaced by a fierceness in the face of a powerful enemy.

One person and one dog are all serious about it.

The two were still staring at each other as before.

But this time the confrontation between souls was more intense than before.

The sword intention of the ink painting is transformed into the shape of a sword, forming a prison. The prison contains a strong evil spirit, which is daunting.

The big dog seemed to have inspired some bloodline, and the shadow in its eyes became more solid, turning into a pure white, holy phantom of a mythical beast that made people dare not look directly at it.

I don’t know how long the stalemate lasted, but in the end the ink painting was the winner.

His spiritual thoughts have become Taoist, and his soul is closer to "gods". If he really fights with his spiritual thoughts, he has not been afraid of anyone yet.

The big white dog was defeated, the pure white shadow collapsed, and suffered a backlash.

It was stabbed in both eyes by Mo Hua's sword intent. It was so painful that it had to cover its eyes with two paws and howl in pain.

The ink painting is high-spirited.

Although his soul was a little painful and he felt a little top-heavy, he must not lose face in front of this "powerful enemy" big white dog.

"Do you still dare to look at me?"

The ink paintings are a bit arrogant.

Afterwards, he ran to his disciple's residence and called Yu'er over.
To be continued...