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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tianlong Chapter 156: Strong God

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    Chapter 156 Strong God

    "Boom" His eyes lit up with brilliance.

    A sun seemed to have set in the room, its snow-white rays of dazzling light filled the room, seeming to penetrate the stone and shoot out of the room.

    He wanted to close his eyes, but couldn't. He lost control of his body. A powerful force mixed in the white light rushed towards his face and penetrated his body.

    The white light was getting stronger and stronger, unable to shoot out of the room. It all condensed together and kept pouring into Xiao Yuesheng's body, trying desperately to get in.

    Xiao Yuesheng felt very strange.

    These white lights are shining brightly and dazzlingly, like a cold glow, but the body feels nothing, only the head seems to be constantly expanding, like an inflated ball.

    My head is like a ball, and the white light is Qi. It keeps growing, growing, and growing again. It seems to be as big as a house.

    Finally, a heart-wrenching pain gushed out from between the eyebrows, as if someone was stabbing hard with a nail, one at a time, one after another.

    "Xiao Yuesheng has a strong spirit and a strong will. If it had been anyone else, his eyes would have darkened and he would have passed out in such pain.

    However, Xiao Yuesheng survived. He forced his will and concentrated on sensing, only to feel inexplicable power pouring into his soul.

    The Yuan Shen gradually strengthened, and the ball-like Yuan Shen kept growing. When it reached a certain level, it suddenly stagnated and stopped growing.

    But the white light is still pouring in, as if pumping air into the ball. The ball does not expand, but the air inside keeps increasing and the density increases.

    In the end, these white lights almost became substantial, and the soul became more and more pure and clear under the white light, like spring water in a deep mountain.

    Every time the white light rushed in, it was like nails being driven in. The pain was severe, his teeth were chattering, and he could hardly hold on.

    Every time, he felt that he would collapse, his teeth would be broken, life would be worse than death, and he would be in pain, but he would survive every time, safe and sound.

    After the pain, the spirit becomes stronger.

    The white light in the room slowly weakened, as if the sun was setting in the west and falling under the mountain. The weak white light penetrated into the soul, and the pain subsided.

    Later, the white light became weaker and weaker, and the pain slowly turned into comfort. The white light was like moonlight, shining on the soul, making it indescribably cool and comfortable.

    The soul is round and clear, like a crystal ball, reflecting in all directions. Everything in the radius and radius is clearly presented in the ball, and every detail is visible.

    Xiao Yuesheng slowly opened his eyes, as if he had had a long dream. When he woke up from the dream, it seemed like a long time, a lifetime had passed, and it seemed very short, just a moment.

    The relic was still held in his palm, but its appearance changed drastically, as if it had become a piece of stone, dull and dull.

    When Xiao Yuesheng's soul moved, he felt extremely agile and full of vitality. He wanted to rush out, like a child who was locked up in a room and couldn't help but want to run out.

    Today's Yuanshen is no longer in the form of gas, but has become water-like. It seems to have become a water ball, suspended in the space of the mind, motionless, and its shape is like looking at the earth from space.

    The original coercion of the relic disappeared without a trace, and he felt nothing. He turned his soul and spun out a thread, forming a small hand to grab the relic.

    After grabbing it, he frowned slightly, brought his hand in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

    Just now, when Yuan Shen looked up, he still felt nothing. It was just a piece of bone, just a little denser.

    It suddenly dawned on him that the power contained in the relic had been completely released, absorbed by himself, and lost its power. The relic was nothing more than a solid bone.

    Xiao Yuesheng understood that he had indeed gotten a big deal. His soul had greatly increased, became solid and solid, and turned from a balloon into a water balloon, clear and transparent.

    He felt that his thoughts were much more flexible, as smooth as if they were lubricated, as fast as lightning and flint.

    With a spin of the soul, a wave of water came out of the ball and came out of the body. Suddenly, the light shone brightly, like a sun radiating rays of light.

    The light of the soul is so strange that he can see it with the naked eye, but others cannot see it. They can only feel the faint sense of pressure.

    In the blink of an eye, the light of the soul shines in all directions.

    Within ten miles, everything is clearly reflected on the Yuanshen water polo, every detail is visible, every stone around, the grass on the ground swaying in the wind, a leaf in the forest falling lightly, a gust of wind rushing up the mountain wall from the bottom of the cliff, in  A strong wind forms on the cliff.

    Everything is reflected clearly, clearer than the eyes can see, more vivid, colorful, and beautiful.

    Xiao Yuesheng was suddenly moved. He had never realized that every place in this world contained inexplicable vividness, and every piece of land exuded a vivid atmosphere.

    Under the light of the soul, the eyes are dimmed and subject to many restrictions.?You can't see the subtleties at all, you can't see the beauty and vividness.

    He slowly closed his eyes, suddenly no longer wanting to see the world with his eyes.

    "Boom" There was a sound, and the stone house fell apart, and countless stones were shot everywhere, as if a bomb had been detonated.

    A gust of wind blew away the smoke and dust, revealing Xiao Yuesheng's figure.

    With his green shirt fluttering, he stood quietly in the breeze, holding a piece of gray bone in his left hand, which was the Buddha's bone relic.

    He closed his eyes, motionless, and his body was spotless. The smoke and dust seemed to avoid him and not stain his clothes.

    He pressed his right hand in vain, and there was a "Bang!" sound. The ground seemed to shake, like an earthquake, and a deep pit appeared about a foot away.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out to see the pit is two meters deep.

    Even if a strong man digs with a shovel, it will take him half a day. Moreover, the bottom is full of rocks, so it is impossible to dig.

    Xiao Yuesheng took out the crystal square cover from his arms, put the Buddha bone relic into it, slowly came to the edge of the pit, tossed it gently, and fluttered down to the center.

    He looked at it for a while, sighed, and pressed it with his left hand. Suddenly, the soil flew up and fell down, covering the crystal cover.

    In the blink of an eye, a mound of soil was formed, and some of the surrounding soil was peeled away, making it look like a tomb.

    With a move of his right hand, a long stone flew up, about half a person tall and a person thick, and landed lightly in front of him.

    He pressed it with his right hand and gently rubbed it with his left hand. The stone powder fell down. After stroking it, the stone turned into a stone tablet.

    His left index finger traced the stone tablet with gold hooks and iron strokes, and the words "Buddha's bone relics are buried here" were written in strong handwriting.

    He frowned and thought for a moment, then touched it gently, and the stone tablet became blank. He stood it up heavily, sunk into the ground, and stood in front of the tomb.

    Standing in front of the stele and looking at it for a few times, he put his hands together in a tithe as a gesture of thanks for the relic. He swayed and disappeared, appearing more than twenty feet away.

    He understood that his power had not increased, and his meridians had not changed, but his soul had strengthened. Compared with before, it was a qualitative change, from a balloon to a water balloon.

    He hasn¡¯t figured out the mystery of this yet, but the powerful soul has endless benefits. At the very least, his lifespan will be extended a lot.

    The composition of the human body, essence, energy, spirit, spirit transforms into energy, energy transforms into essence, spirit is the source, it is constantly consumed, just like a candle burning. The stronger the spirit, the longer the natural life span.

    He did not return to Lingzhou, but left the mountain directly and returned to the Song Dynasty.

    Three days later, he returned to the Song Dynasty and went straight to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. Under the influence of his soul, he saw Qiao Feng and the others.

    He raised his brows, showing an excited look. After experiencing so many things, and meeting a few friends for the first time, he felt warm and happy.

    After several ups and downs, he arrived in front of Qiao Sanhuai's house, and said with a loud smile: "Brother Qiao, Brother Duan, little master Xu Zhu!"

    His movements were silent, faster than the wind, and arrived in an instant. They did not notice that A'Zhu and Fang Xueqing were busy in the garden next to them.

    When she first saw him, Fang Xueqing shouted in surprise: "Young Master!"

    She came to him with a sudden flash, like a breeze, her beautiful face was full of joy, and her brows were full of joy, and she stared at Xiao Yuesheng blankly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled, looked her up and down, nodded and said: "Well, Xue Qing, not bad, the breath is gentle and consistent with the flow of internal energy. It seems that the martial arts has reached the peak."

    "Mr. Xiao, Xue Qing has worked hard these days!" A'Zhu floated over, smiling softly, wearing an emerald green shirt.

    Fang Xueqing is wearing a white shirt, her whole body is spotless, and her jade-white face looks like ice and snow, not like the fireworks of the world.

    "Haha, Brother Xiao, you are finally back!" Qiao Feng laughed and walked out of the room, followed by Duan Yu and Xu Zhu, both with smiles on their faces.

    Xiao Yuesheng also laughed, his face full of joy.

    "Sir, I'm going down the mountain to buy some wine!" Fang Xueqing said softly.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, waving his hands, Fang Xueqing bowed to everyone, and fluttered away like a white cloud.
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