Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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spn "After I finish searching, it will be your turn. What's the hurry, this time even the essence and blood are yours!"

Ye Bai reprimanded in a low voice, and after he finished speaking, he gave Chilong Linggen an angry look. The old tree spirit took advantage of the time he was talking to Liu Yun to sneak around again, quietly, and stretched out a root, trying to roll towards it. The corpse of the middle-aged monk looked sneaky and shameless.

Even human flesh is not spared, what taste!Ye Baiyu shook his head in disdain.

Chilong Linggen and Ye Bai have been together for a long time, and it seems that there has been some kind of tacit understanding. Hearing his words, he walked slowly, stopped the extending rhizome, rubbed on the soil a few times, and waited quietly.

"This old tree spirit's intelligence is quite good, and it only needs the flesh and blood of monsters to feed it. If it can be brought back to the sect or the family, it will be a good thing for thousands of years, Ye Xiaozi , if you have a chance, you can search carefully for the method of transplantation in this world, its aura was covered by the spell cast by that unlucky ghost just now, so don't worry about being discovered by others for the time being." [

Liu Yun sent the soul of the middle-aged monk into the soul-absorbing lamp, and made a simple proposal.

Ye Bai unleashed a burst of mana and took back the soul-absorbing lamp. Regarding Liu Yun's proposal, he had thought about it when he was in Hell Valley, and he had the idea of ​​Chilong Linggen, but the living things were simply sent into the storage. Otherwise, they will die immediately, unless they are sealed into a beast card like the little raccoon cat, but this is obviously effective for plants, because they have no blood essence at all, so they cannot make a blood contract.

Ye Bai shook his head slightly, put aside his extravagant hope of moving away the old tree spirit, and looked at the middle-aged monk Yuanshen in the soul-absorbing lamp.

His physical body had just died, and his primordial spirit hadn't suffered too much damage. He was quite active at the moment, under the burning of the flame in the lamp, he was flying around, trying to find an exit to escape.

A look of thought flashed through Ye Bai's eyes, and he went over the memory about the soul search technique in his mind carefully.

The art of searching for souls, in different schools of comprehension.There are different versions.The most common ones are mind-reading techniques, magic-confusing techniques, etc., which are the basic methods commonly used by monks. The basic method is to use one's own soul power to invade the other party's soul, so as to read the other party's past memories. all memory.

In the process of reading, it will cause great pain to the recipient.In the slightest, the vitality will be seriously injured, and in the severest case, it will be reduced to an idiot. Therefore, it is often used as a kind of torture.

Of course, the caster himself will not feel good either, as the brain accepts a large amount of memory in a short period of time.Those who are not strong-willed are prone to confusion and dual personality.

"Senior, help me be on guard. If the little thing comes back, remind it not to disturb me!"

"kindness!"

It is strictly forbidden to be disturbed during the casting process of the soul searching technique, but right now Ye Bai has no choice.I can only ask Liu Yun to help guard.This was the first time he used the soul search technique on people, so he naturally didn't want any surprises.

Ye Bai's pupils flickered with a bright light.The power of the primordial spirit shot out, went straight into the soul-absorbing lamp, and penetrated into the depths of the primordial spirit of the middle-aged monk.

The primordial spirit of the middle-aged cultivator is only average. Facing Ye Bai's soul search, he has no resistance and is broken in instantly. The middle-aged cultivator is like being naked in front of Ye Bai. There is nothing from inside to outside. Any secret can be concealed and seen at a glance.

Massive memory fragments, like the tide, beat Ye Bai's mind. In order to get information about this world, Ye Bai did not skip any important fragments, almost browsing from birth to death. It took him nearly an hour to finish reading and get the information he wanted.

After withdrawing the power of the primordial spirit, Ye Bai suddenly felt dizzy, and his brain felt tired, and it became a mess. The memory fragments were intertwined and chaotic in his mind. With his powerful primordial power and will, he rested again. It took half a stick of incense to get better.

Ye Bai thought to himself that it was a fluke, if a guy with a strong soul came here, he might be hurt himself.

"How about it, did you find any useful information? Where is this place?"

Liu Yu asked eagerly, staying in a strange place that he didn't know, made this half-step Nascent Soul monk feel uneasy and insecure.

Ye Bai sorted out his thoughts and spoke slowly. [

It turns out that the world they are in now is a small world called Qiyuan Realm. In the entire world space, there is only a continent called the Soul Continent under their feet. Other than that, there is the marginal sea and countless island.

Lihun Continent has a population of about 5000 million, most of them are mortals, and there are only a few cultivators. Most of these monks are concentrated in the seven big cities, because these seven big cities are built in places with strong aura. A holy place in the minds of mortals and monks.

In addition to the forces in the seven major cities, there are also places where monsters and beasts are entrenched, as well as overseas forces.

The cultivation system of the monks here is similar to that of Qiongtian Continent. It also includes refining Qi, building foundations, golden pills, and Yuanying. In every big city, there are masters of Yuanying.However, in the memory of the middle-aged monk, the concept of monk Lichen has never been mentioned.

There is no mortal country here, and other weak cities are attached to these seven big cities, and there is no harmony among the seven big cities. Large-scale wars often break out for territory and resources, and these wars often start with mortals and end in A battle between high-end monks.

To the east of this misty forest is Starwind City, one of the seven major cities. Starwind City is located in the easternmost part of the Lihun Continent, close to the sea. It is famous for its rich mineral resources, and often attracts the coveting of monks from other big cities.

The middle-aged monk, named Li Lu, was a young monk in Starwind City, who worked for the City Lord's Mansion. Somehow, he got a mission to deliver a letter to Longyu City, the big city in the south of Starwind City, and finally died inexplicably. In Ye Bai's hands.

Speaking of this, Ye Bai felt a bit of disdain in his heart. This guy named Li Lu seems to be not doing well. The secret letter between the two big cities was delivered by you, a late-stage foundation-building monk. Any fool knows Some of them are tricky.

Liu Yun said: "Do you have any memories about Hell Valley?"

Ye Bai smiled and said: "Not at all, but I'm sure that the two are inseparable, because the writing here is exactly the same as the writing on the jade slips in the Buddhist scripture pavilion in Hell Valley."

This is the best news Ye Bai has received recently. The thousands of jade slips in the storage bag can finally be read, and he hopes to get something useful.

A monk's memory is far superior to that of ordinary people. Ye Bai read Li Lu's memory once, and he has already mastered the language of this world. He only needs to communicate with others.

"Where's the teleportation array? Is there any news about the space teleportation array? We can't stay in this ghost place forever!"

Liu Yu said anxiously.

"Uh..." Ye Bai frowned and said, "Senior, you're a little impatient. Do you think such a profound matter, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, has a chance to know?"

Liu Yun was speechless.

Ye Bai put away the soul-absorbing lamp, sucked the storage bag from Li Lu's corpse, took another strand of hair, released a burst of magic power, and threw the corpse under the Chilong's spiritual root.

The old dryad, like rain after a long drought, swished out several stalks, plunged into the corpse together, and devoured it frantically.

Ye Bai reached into Li Lu's storage bag with his consciousness, and as soon as he entered, the first thing in front of him made him dumbfounded.