Zhu Zishan fell on the grass and was concentrating on comprehending the Chikui Demonic Art and thinking about the practice of clone Yuemo.

Helping your clone to understand the Tao is completely different from the feeling of understanding the Tao is yourself.

The former jumps out of the chess game, while the latter is in the game.

The former's cultivation can be completely imaginative, but the left and right are just a soul-sharing, which is not the foundation of one's own cultivation; while the latter's cultivation requires carefulness and fear of making mistakes every step, but looking forward and backward is a taboo in practice.

The true founder must have a wild and imaginative thinking, just like the demon fire ancestor Xiong Yuanbiao, who was in the Qi training stage, who practiced Shangqing spiritual energy in a place with strong yin energy such as the underground abyss, but he even practiced it.

Perhaps Xiong Yuanbiao was indeed a bit stupid to do this, but he was indeed a precedent for a school. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a ancestor of a generation.

Moreover, his combat power is absolutely not weak, and he has completely met the standard of challenging higher-level challenges. If Zhu Zishan was ambushed by him, he would probably have to be buried alive.

The Shang girl is obviously the female ghost king, but she comprehended the human heart and controlled the ghost desires. Although she had never survived the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul, her cultivation was no less than that of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The Red Crystal King created a technique that allows living people to practice as a high-level corpse refining technique. This is not awesome. His thinking has not yet broken out of the crux. If he can really create a technique that allows zombies to practice as a living person, it will be a pioneer in a school and a ancestor of a school.

Xiong Yuanbiao can be a sect leader in a Qi training period, but he has no reason to do so.

Just as Zhu Zishan was thinking.

"Why don't you sing?"

A wave of soul came into Zhu Zishan's mind.

Zhu Zishan opened his eyes and saw a fluttering blue smoke.

The visitor was a ghost because he was unable to see his face, so Zhu Zishan immediately changed to observation with his divine thoughts.

A translucent woman wearing a light blue long skirt came to Zhu Zishan shyly.

The woman's appearance was quite pure. When she saw Zhu Zishan responding with her divine thoughts, the female ghost immediately sang.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Maybe that one glance in the previous life is just to meet in this life... Ahhhh... Ahhhh... Thousands of mountains are blocking thousands of miles away, and the fate of this life will be renewed in the next life..."

This female ghost actually sings her past and present lives with her soul waves.

This is really a sound from the soul.

I originally thought that I and Xu Yuanchen met again, and as long as I sang this song in the past and present, she would rush out to renew her relationship with me again. Unexpectedly, a song attracted a strange female ghost.

"Oh..." Zhu Zishan sighed.

A female ghost who is at most practicing the Gang stage is completely a ball of smoke and has no feel at all to the touch. What's the use of it?

"Why did my husband sigh? Is there anything wrong with Xiaoqian?" asked the female ghost anxiously.

"Hey... Xiaoqian, you have become a ghost. Humans and ghosts have different paths. I'm afraid we will find it difficult for us to continue our relationship." Zhu Zishan refused politely.

As soon as this statement comes out.

The ghost Xiaoqian was heartbroken and cried. She turned into a wisp of blue smoke and left floating.

After sending out the female ghost who came to the door by himself, Zhu Zishan continued to sit on the pile of rocks and pondered about the cultivation of soul splitting.

I don't know how long it took.

The blue female ghost Xiaoqian came to Zhu Zishan with a slightly fat man.

The female ghost patted the fat man on the back of the head.

Plop.

The fat man knelt down on the spot.

"father!"

"My dear father! Since you are back, don't sit outside. It's cold outside! My mother and I feel sorry for you. Come in quickly! Let Cong'er be filial to you!" Xu Yuancong howled loudly.

Zhu Zishan looked at Xu Yuancong, and then looked at the blue female ghost.

Although I was a little confused about what was going on, I moved into the Red Pearl Cave and met Xu Fengchen again, and obtained the practice of the Blood Burning Demonic Art from the old lover Xu Fengchen's mouth. It was originally in his plan.

"Okay." Zhu Zishan nodded reluctantly and agreed to his son's request.

"Dad! I'll pull your robe." Xu Yuancong pulled up the corner of Zhu Zishan's long robe.

The female ghost Xiaoqian smiled at Zhu Zishan and took the initiative to lead the way, leading Zhu Zishan into the Red Pearl Cave.

Two women with similar appearances in the Red Pearl Cave stood on both sides of the entrance of the cave, smiled at Zhu Zishan and gave a blessing.

"This is the little girl Yuan Chen and Yuan Ning." Ghost Xiaoqian introduced.

Zhu Zishan nodded and did not speak, but smiled faintly at the two girls. He was very busy now, so busy that he had no time to speak.

At the place where the soul splits, the Red Clever King saw Yue Mo easily completed the introductory practice, so he began to teach new Taoism.

The soul cannot be realized.

The matter of enlightenment can only be done by Zhu Zishan, the original body.

He is now fully committed to the understanding of the Chikui Demonic Art and has almost no time to deal with the matter on his own body.

Even if his old love Xu Fengchen appeared in front of him, Zhu Zishan could only turn a blind eye for the time being.

Xu Yuanchen and Xu Yuanning took a look at their mother. They really didn't know what to call the man in front of them.

"My husband... I don't know what to call me?" The blue ghost brought a cup of tea and asked with a gentle face.

Tea is imported from Fengdu City, and a cup of tea is worth two pieces of Yin stones.

Zhu Zishan sat leisurely on the stone table. While experiencing the Tao, he took a sip of tea. After a while, he slowly spit out five words: "My name is Zhu Zishan."

After saying that, Zhu Zishan no longer paid attention to everyone, but instead drank tea and thought about it.

This performance made Zhu Zishan extremely steady, making the female ghost Xiaoqian like the more she looked at it.

"You all go down." The female ghost Xiaoqian waved her hand and asked the three children to leave. He decided to be alone with Zhu Lang.

"Mr....I know that you came back this time to see your son, not Xiaoqian, but your song made Xiaoqian recall the time before reincarnation. If your husband could love Xiaoqian again, then Xiaoqian would be willing to be a ghost." The female ghost Xiaoqian said to herself.

Zhu Zishan's eyes were straight, and he said to himself in a divine manner: "The red evil turns into a light, and the Kui Dou turns into a pillar. Who controls the spirit? Wait! Even if it is to refining corpses, how can the essence come from? So that's it... the principle of refining corpses is actually like this. It's really wonderful..."

"My husband! Husband? My beloved man? What's wrong with you... You have seen your son, why don't you ignore Xiaoqian?" asked the female ghost Xiaoqian again.

"Change the essence to nourish the red soul, thereby protecting the consciousness of the soul from being corroded by evil spirits... No! This is not protection but being in conjunction with the flow. In this way, living people will inevitably be bloodthirsty and kill, their personality is distorted, and eventually the living soul turns into a corpse soul, becoming a high-level corpse refining with sanity..."

"Can you do the opposite? Transform the red soul and nourish the essence and energy, and refine the body of the corpse. How can you retain the essence and energy? Transform it is useless..."

"Husband, my dear boy...what do you say is useless? Although Xiaoqian is just a ghost, she may not be able to have fun with her husband."

"It doesn't work, it doesn't work..." Zhu Zishan murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!