Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

The face of this statue is carved to be extremely handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and even the delicate pupils can be seen in the eyes.

It is far from comparable to the previous statue with fangs and a ferocious look. The true appearance of this one is more comfortable to look at.

His figure appeared somewhat thin, and his entire body was a deep black, as if it could swallow up the surrounding light.

Hu Qing stood it up. Under the direct sunlight, the palms and calves of the statue appeared crystal clear, which amazed him. It was like an excellent work of art.

The big trees on the top of the mountain kept falling down, and a few huge rocks rolled down from time to time, which made Hu Qing retract his admiring eyes.

He looked at the top of Sunset Mountain with a heavy face, almost forgetting that there was still a big trouble to be dealt with.

He trotted all the way to the formation point, wanting to dig out the dirt again, but this time the man was smarter and actually changed the restriction.

Now the two bowls are stuck together and cannot be dug out at all.

As soon as Hu Qing got a little closer, before he could touch the restriction, he was knocked away by a huge force and fell heavily to the ground.

He got up from the ground, feeling a little distressed. There was no better way now, so he looked around to see if he could think of any other solution.

When I saw the standing statue, a light flashed in my mind.

How could I have forgotten this? Since the statue that the man was in before could be controlled, could this statue also be operated by getting inside?

Hu Qing did it right away. He walked towards the statue and began to explore its body with his eyes and mental power.

The front was well-proportioned, without any unnecessary gaps. Looking back, he remembered that there was a gap on the back of the previous building.

But I don’t know if the outer shell of the statue was damaged, but I couldn’t find any place for the soul to get in.

Hu Qing believed in his own inference and decided to check it again carefully, this time observing every part from top to bottom thoroughly.

Finally, he discovered something unusual. There was a square black block on the lower back, which was almost the same color as the statue itself and was very inconspicuous.

It can only be discovered when the soul power scans it carefully. Hu Qing touched it lightly with his hand and found it was uneven, with no way to extend into the interior.

He put his cheek close to it and observed carefully, then he discovered the secret.

It is actually made up of countless tiny characters arranged closely together. They are like silent secrets, waiting for someone to decipher them.

These characters look very familiar, and some of them are similar to the characters on the vines that bind him. It seems that these are also ancient characters.

There are so many characters, densely packed together, and some lines connecting them. It is obviously also a formation, a more profound formation.

Hu Qing doesn't understand the formation, but he can destroy it. Destruction is always easier than creation, not to mention that it doesn't even have any restrictions.

He picked up the royal sword and scraped the characters bit by bit. The sharp blade took away bursts of powder, and the characters became thinner and thinner.

A moment later, Hu Qing put down the royal sword. All the characters were destroyed, and the formation should also be destroyed. He wiped the sweat from his forehead.

A flash of golden light passed through the statue. Although there was no change on the surface, Hu Qing could still feel that it became vivid and more like a living person.

"You can finally speak, little one. Well done. You have a bit of the charm I had back then."

The statue began to move, its stiff limbs flexing, and the expression on its face became vivid as it looked at Hu Qing with a smile.

"Are you a spirit too? Did you see everything just now?"

Hu Qing felt a little guilty. This person probably didn't know that he was using him as a lid.

"I'm just restricted by the formation. It's not like I can't see or hear. I can see everything you do."

After the statue said this, a faint smile hung on the corner of its mouth as it stared at Hu Qing.

He knows! He must know, it’s completely spicy, all of it is completely spicy!

Hu Qing was getting more and more panicked, so he had to bite the bullet and change the subject, saying:

"Senior, why are you trapped in here and why are you being suppressed by a large formation? Who are you?"

"I am Xiao Qian, and I was betrayed..."

When Hu Qing heard the name, he became even more confused and interrupted him quickly.

"Senior, your name is also Xiao Qian? Another statue said so before."

Xiao Qian snorted coldly, a trace of contempt appeared on his face, and explained:

"You scoundrel who hides his head but shows his tail, I heard everything you said. I am the real Xiao Qian, and he is just a villain who is full of lies."

The more Xiao Qian thought about it, the angrier he became. He smashed the rubble beside him with a punch, which frightened Hu Qing. His dragon egg was about to be destroyed by a few centimeters.

"Senior Xiao, please calm down. We don't have much time left. We will go to the mountain and kill that villain later."

Hu Qing quickly grabbed Xiao Qian's hand. He couldn't hit it again because he only had one egg.

Perhaps because of the man's lies, Hu Qing was more inclined to Xiao Qian. After all, what Xiao Qian said and did was more to his liking.

"Back then, he stole the sacred artifact, the Twin Flowers, and the south was in chaos. I came to kill him and take back the sacred artifact. Seeing that he was no match for me, he actually detonated the sacred artifact.

The holy weapon exploded into a pile of fragments and flew in all directions. After all, I was in the late Mahayana stage and could withstand the explosion, but who would have thought that the power of this holy weapon was so strange that it actually tied my soul directly to that villain.

Descendants built a cenotaph for us. I originally had a small golden body and could still survive, but who would have thought this guy would insist on living in the statue in the tomb and even seal me with a formation."

Xiao Qian became more and more angry as he spoke, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter. Just as he was about to smash the rubble again, he was stopped by Hu Qing.

The punch landed right on top of the egg. Hu Qing wiped the sweat off his forehead, looked up to meet Xiao Qian's puzzled gaze, and quickly held the egg in his arms.

"Don't worry, I don't care about your dragon egg. Although the Dark Ancient Sword Dragon is rare, it's not something I can cultivate."

Xiao Qian thought Hu Qing was afraid that he would steal his dragon eggs, so he explained.

"Ancient Sword Dragon? Isn't this a dead flying dragon?"

Hu Qing was also puzzled. The national teacher had called this thing the Undead Flying Dragon, but how come its name changed after it turned into an egg?

"The Undead Dragon is a special creature. It usually transforms after a dragon dies and absorbs the Undead Stone. It has no intelligence, but its racial skills are very abnormal and can be reborn."

Xiao Qian took the dragon egg from Hu Qing's hand, released his spiritual sense to observe it carefully, and then pointed to the long sword mark on the bottom of the eggshell to Hu Qing through the sunlight.

Your dragon egg was interrupted when it was halfway through its rebirth, and then it was exposed to the sun. The undead dragon fears sunlight the most, so it died again.

But it must have had a long sword in its body before, and it was absorbed by him when it was reborn, so its species has changed. When it is born next time, its bloodline will be greatly improved."

Long sword? Where did the long sword come from? The royal sword in my hand is still there, but the "Nitai" is broken into pieces.