The blood is boiling and the red light is rising.

Layers of white light instantly passed along Li Qinglin's body to his limbs and every corner of his body.

Li Qinglin stood in place, arms folded, guiding the energy of blood and spirit according to the "Daogong Cangshen Zhu - Liver Volume".

Because Yuan Zhuo stimulated the potential of the liver's Taoist palace, it combined with the abnormal mutation of General Wei Yu's corpse and actually formed the drought demon.

It gave Li Qinglin a lot of references and insights.

After using precious blood to cleanse his body and taking exotic blood many times, Li Qinglin's talent in martial arts has steadily become a demon.

All kinds of wonderful ideas come out in an endless stream.

At this moment, Qi, blood, and soul intertwined and merged, forming a mysterious power that first surged out from the internal organs, and then gathered between Li Qinglin's eyebrows, making his entire aura become more and more powerful.

This strange power is also changing the nature of qi, blood, and soul.

The Qi and blood become more introverted and profound, and the spirit and soul become stronger and more solid.

Li Qinglin even had the illusion that his body was a bondage to his soul and that he could break free with just a little effort.

As time goes by.

The rain kept falling, dripping on the tip of my nose, leaving a bone-chilling chill.

Taoist Yunhua, Bai Gu Jing, and Yuan Zhuo looked at each other, but feeling the vast and majestic aura of the man in front of them, they dared not say a word.

Finally, Li Qinglin moved his body and a shadow overlapping his body emerged.

Li Qinglin's soul actually walked out of his body!

It is not a ghost or a spirit, but an existence similar to a yang god.

It doesn't seem eerie or scary at all, but rather it is bright and open, exuding a faint warm atmosphere.

Yang Shen is a relatively high realm in the world of immortal cultivation.

Even a Jindan Zhenren must refine a golden elixir of the seventh turn or above before he can hope to use special secret magic to allow the yang spirit to leave the body and travel thousands of miles at night.

But they are afraid of strong winds and evil things. Some ghost cultivators and evil cultivators even specifically target the out-of-body yang spirit to use it to refine magic weapons.

But Li Qinglin's soul is now out of his body, which is different from an ordinary yang spirit.

Unable to be too far away from his original body, Li Qinglin tried and it seemed that he could only move within a few miles. If he was away from it for too long, problems would arise.

Moreover, his own energy and blood were burning slowly, as if providing nourishment for his soul. Even with Li Qinglin's physique, he could not sustain it for a long time.

But the good thing is that warriors are the nemesis of many evil things.

After Li Qinglin's soul left his body, it was still extremely strong and masculine. It was not afraid of evil spirits such as strong winds, and seemed to become even more passionate!

and……

Golden light shone from Li Qinglin's body, and his soul slowly walked out from inside.

The entire Fu Yu County seemed to be illuminated, as if it were daytime, and the waning moon in the sky became dim.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Yunhua almost jumped up from where he was standing, his face full of astonishment, blurting out,

"The Yang Spirit is out of the body? Jindan Zhenren? Wait, isn't he a warrior? Damn it, this isn't metaphysics!"

He seemed to be caught in some kind of brainstorming, his face dazed, one moment he said it was impossible, the next moment he said how could martial arts achieve this?

"Huh? Why are there two seniors?"

Although Yuan Zhuo had transformed into a drought demon, he did not possess any innate inheritance or memory. He was looking at this scene with some confusion.

Hanba is a monster, a kind of innate creature, not a zombie, so he did not feel much discomfort under Li Qinglin's soul.

But the White Bone Demon couldn't speak. She felt like she was facing the scorching sun, and her entire skeleton seemed to be burning.

She stumbled back dozens of steps, and suddenly heavy rain poured down, washing over her body, and she felt much better.

This brilliant golden light came quickly and went away quickly.

As Li Qinglin tried to restrain himself, all his great powers were restrained.

Li Qinglin turned around and glanced at Yuan Zhuo.

Yuan Zhuo took a few steps forward knowing what was going on.

"Walk!"

Li Qinglin picked him up and flew quickly into the depths of the sky.

Different from ordinary light escape spells, the soul flying into the sky relies almost entirely on the power of heaven and earth, the power of the wind, without encountering any resistance at all.

Yuan Zhuo looked at the ground getting farther and farther away. He was a little frightened at first, but gradually calmed down. As he looked at Li Qinglin, awe became more and more intense.

“This is it.”

Hundreds of feet high in the sky, Li Qinglin looked at a mass of dark clouds that had gathered into a vortex in front of him, like a pot cover, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles.

The wind was howling and raindrops were falling from the sky.

Rain falls and wind rises.

The wind howled, ghosts cried, and wolves howled, pushing the rain to get heavier.

The accumulated water on the ground was steaming up from the tree root-like tentacles deep underground.

Gradually, clouds in the sky were attracted from all directions and condensed into thick dark clouds.

Bringing the showers again.

The strong wind rolled up the dark clouds, which kept rolling.

The situation is getting worse.

Rain takes advantage of the wind, and wind helps the rain gain power.

This cycle continues, constantly reinforcing and growing each other, as if it will never end.

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Li Qinglin didn't say much and suddenly threw Yuan Zhuo into the cloud.

"town!"

A spiritual force was transmitted.

The rain and fog accumulated in the dark clouds were immediately inhaled into Yuan Zhuo's body.

In a flash, the dark clouds dissipated.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.

It seemed as if the heavy rain just a moment ago was just an illusion.

Only this dark cloud, although gloomy, has not completely dissipated.

A human-shaped golden light flickered, as if it was sleeping.

"Take a closer look at the natural forces of wind, clouds, rain, and rain. It may be helpful to your path."

Li Qinglin's indifferent voice came.

Yuan Zhuo nodded, not quite understanding what he meant.

Yuan Zhuo possesses the body of a drought demon, but he also practices the Daogong Cangshenzhu created by Li Qinglin.

Even the founder Li Qinglin was not sure how far Yuan Zhuo would go.

Most of the time, he just gave Yuan Zhuo a push from behind.

However, the road ahead is full of twists and turns, and there are many forks in the road.

Like Li Qinglin, he is a seeker of truth.

…

"Has the rain stopped?"

“The rain has stopped!!”

"Hahahaha, God has eyes, the immortals showed up, and the flood has receded!"

Dawn gradually broke and the roosters crowed.

The people of Fu Yu County who were hiding in the houses watched this scene with great surprise and joy. They rushed out of the houses, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly.

Some people had seen the scene of golden light before, and they were even more certain that it was an immortal who had descended to the world. That’s why they drove away the flood and wanted to build a temple to worship this unknown immortal.

The man who was about to strangle his entire family and then commit suicide silently put down the chain in his hand.

Ben hugged the couple who were waiting to die silently, smiled at each other, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

The old man, who had been dressed in his shroud and lying in his coffin, sat up from his coffin in confusion...

But what no one can see is.

On the mountain road outside Fuyu County, Li Qinglin looked back silently and glanced at Fuyu County, all the scenes of the world came into his sight.

Out of gratitude and respect for these people, people even erected monuments and built temples to worship them.

Li Qinglin didn't care about it at all and wasn't happy about it.

He is here.

So I left.

Don't live for others, and don't be bound by good, evil, or kindness.

Just for my own sake.

(End of this chapter)