The heavens start from the bottle mountain

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"Back then, our family of seventeen was ransacked and beheaded by that stupid king. Fortunately, we were able to collect the bones secretly for my father's best friend, Lord Fuqiu, so I was proud to preserve them."

After the words fell, Fawang Xuanyin let out a long breath, as if he wanted to let out all the stagnation in his heart.

After making a seal and waving his hands, a ray of spiritual light entered the coffin.

The ice covering the corpse gradually disappeared.

Looking at the bones of Yin Yuhuan, Dharma King Xuanyin carefully took out a porcelain bottle from the dharma bag, and after undoing the layers of seals on it, a strong inspiration of good fortune spread.

Xu Rui's heart skipped a beat, he was too familiar with this smell.

really.

A drop of milky white spirit liquid was poured out by Dharma King Xuanyin.

"Sure enough, it's the seventh-grade fortune-telling liquid, but it's not as good as the liquid in my hand." Xu Rui said in his heart.

His Creation Spiritual Liquid is the top grade of the seventh grade, while those of the Xuanyin Dharma King are at best low grade.

But even if it is inferior, it is an extremely precious creature of good fortune.

A flick of the finger.

The spiritual liquid slowly melted into Yin Yuhuan's bones.

Visible to the naked eye, the cold body soon became bloody, and the broken wound on the neck also slowly disappeared and healed again.

Except there is no soul.

The body was no different from that of the newly dead.

After re-sealing the porcelain bottle and putting it away, Dharma King Xuanyin let out a sigh of relief and looked at Xu Rui.

"Fellow Daoist, please."

Xu Rui nodded and looked at Yin Yuhuan.

Although the physical body and spirit are one, they have been separated for more than 100 years, and the delicate connection has long since disappeared.

Even if they merge together again, there will inevitably be gaps.

This kind of gap is nothing to ordinary people, but to monks, if they have cultivated to Jindan or Yuanshen, it is easy to become an obstacle to continue to improve.

This is also the reason why Dharma King Xuanyin never made a move even though he was holding the spirit liquid of good fortune in his hand.

Of course, no one is willing to give up hundreds of years of hard work just for the sake of one person, except Yin Yuhuan who is trapped by love.

Xu Rui's law of reincarnation can effectively eliminate the power between souls.

Let the harmony between the physical body and the primordial spirit be unimpeded.

However, his realm of law of reincarnation is not advanced. Although the realm of golden core can also make him reincarnate, it is too reluctant.

"Miss Yin, are you ready?"

"Senior, please do it."

Yin Yuhuan nodded.

Xu Rui stretched out his hand and pointed, and a stream of indigo mana turned into a deep vortex and enveloped Yin Yuhuan, who quickly disappeared into it.

The vortex gradually expanded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant of several feet.

The surrounding cultivators can clearly sense the strong reincarnation rhyme.

After Xu Rui purified Yin Yuhuan's soul with the law of reincarnation for half a day, he changed his finger.

There was thunder in the mouth.

"Edict!"

A fist-sized Lang Xing suddenly flew out of the vortex of reincarnation and fell into Yin Yuhuan's body.

Xu Rui waved his hand, and the vortex of reincarnation disappeared.

dong dong!

The clear heartbeat sounded into everyone's ears.

Wu Youyan hurried over.

"Yuhuan, Yuhuan? Wake up?"

"There's no need to call. Now his body and soul have just merged, and it will take at least three months for him to be completely harmonized. Don't bother her in the middle, just wait until she wakes up." Xu Rui said.

Hearing this, Wu Youyan didn't dare to call out again.

He quickly turned around and bowed down to Xu Rui.

"Thank you Master for saving my beloved wife. Wu Youyan will repay his great kindness by tying a straw ring."

Xu Rui waved his hand.

"It's fine to repay the favor. It's rare to meet a pair of infatuated seeds. It's also a matter of joy for the deity to make a move."

"cough!"

A loud cough drew everyone's attention.

King Xuanyin looked directly at Xu Rui.

"Now that the matter of the juniors has come to fruition, should you let my disciple back?"

With a wave of Xu Rui's hand, the figure of Yin Po, the True Monarch of Black Sha, appeared staggeringly beside Dharma King Xuanyin.

Then he got down on one knee.

"Master, this disciple has shamed you."

"Go down."

King Xuanyin waved his hand.

He knows the strength of his disciple best, and he has no chance of winning against this Xu Rui who calls himself Qingyang.

Yin Po nodded, and walked into the group of his seniors with a dejected expression. Looking at the expressions on everyone's faces, he could tell that the defeat just now had dealt a heavy blow to his prestige in the hearts of everyone.

"Fellow Daoist, please return the magic weapon on the disciple."

Xu Rui narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a cold light.

"Dharma King Xuanyin, don't push yourself too far!"

The two looked at each other, and the murderous aura that had disappeared suddenly became stronger.

"Hmph, for the sake of saving the little girl, I will not pursue it this time. If you commit the crime again in the hands of the deity, I will definitely kill you." Dharma King Xuanyin said coldly.

"Hehe, you should be glad you stopped in time this time, otherwise I would have wiped out your Xuanyin Mountain Wuya Prison." Xu Rui said indifferently.

Dharma King Xuanyin heard it in his ears, and couldn't help but slammed up with anger.

Staring at Xu Rui on the opposite side with angry eyes, he subconsciously clenched his hands.

The aura of the great monk in the late Yuanshen period overwhelmed Xu Rui.

Xu Rui's cultivation base is not enough, and he is not his opponent in terms of momentum, but he has treasures.

A move in my heart.

The earth spirit pearl and the two dragon bells shined brightly.

The tyrannical energy belonging to the Lingbao of the Zifu permeated, as if a pot of cold water instantly extinguished most of the anger of Xuanyin Dharma King.

Although his strength is strong, he also possesses the inferior Zifu treasure 'Xuanyin Ring' in his hand.But still not sure to win the opponent.

No more results.

After taking a deep look at Xu Rui, imprinting this shadow in his heart, he turned around and flew towards the lake without saying any more.

Everyone in the Wuya Prison of Xuanyin Mountain hurriedly followed.

"Senior, my little sister will be counting on you."

Yin Yushuang who stayed behind said sincerely.

Xuanyin Mountain Wuya prison gathers endless ghosts and demons, and it is not suitable for living people to live there, so Xuanyin Dharma King did not take Yin Yuhuan away.

Xu Rui nodded, "I'll see her wake up, and I won't care about it from now on."

Yin Yushuang nodded in agreement, thanked again before leaving.

Seeing the figure going away, Xu Rui's eyes flickered.

"I don't know if the Xuanyin Dharma King can find out."

The reason why he let Yin Po leave was naturally to control the old ghost with the puppet seal.

Otherwise, he would never allow a person who once wanted to kill himself to live.

"Okay, let's go back."

As soon as the words fell, the innate spirit cloud was activated, and a group of people were swept up, and flew towards Jinhua like lightning.

Five thousand miles is fleeting.

By the time the sky was dim, everyone had already returned to Wu's house.

Thanks to the kindness of Wu's father and son, Xu Rui brought Ning Caichen back to Ning Mansion.

After separating from Ning Caichen, Xu Rui, who returned to his room, took out Qingyunju and went in.

Take out the dharma bag you got from Yin Po.

As the great disciple of Xuanyin Mountain's Wuya Prison and a strong man in the middle stage of Yuanshen, he naturally has a lot of good things in his dharma bag.

But there were only three things that really caught Xu Rui's fancy.

A middle-level magic weapon 'Xuanyin Sword', which fits the Xuanyin attribute of the ghost way, is Yin Po's natal magic weapon.

A washbasin-sized piece of 'Pure Yang Tianxin Jade' of the seventh grade.

This piece of pure Yang spiritual material capable of refining superior magic weapons is of extraordinary value.

For ghost monks, it is especially important.

As we all know, ghosts are Yin creatures.

All things in the world, solitary yin does not grow, and solitary yang does not grow.

If a ghost wants to become a fairy, it must give birth to a little pure yang in the pure yin. This is also the most difficult part of ghost cultivation, and it must go through three stages of thunder and calamity.

But ghosts are more afraid of thunder than humans.

Therefore, even a half-step immortal like Xuanyin Dharma King would not dare to touch Heavenly Tribulation easily.

Therefore, in order to increase the success rate of crossing the tribulation, the ghosts will collect some pure yang objects, and nourish the primordial spirit with the temperature of pure yang, increasing the chance of successfully crossing the tribulation.

"Pity."

After shaking his head, Xu Rui put away Chunyang Tianxin Jade.

Although his true self is the body of the sun, what he comprehends is not the way of pure yang, but the 'soul way' corresponding to the Lingbao puppet technique.

This pure yang tianxin jade is in his hands, it can be regarded as a bright pearl in the dark.

The last one was the black clay figurine that Yin Po plotted against him back then.

The strong curse aura is surprisingly strong.

Goldfinger manifests.

"Three-Yin Slaughtering Soul Puppet, seventh-rank superior."

"I didn't expect it to be a first-class curse weapon. This is a big killer."

Although this treasure can't deal with him who is guarded by golden fingers, but for any monk who is not guarded by the treasure of Zifu and whose cultivation base is below the late stage of Yuanshen, the middle one will die instantly.

Although the baby is good, this thing has limited effect on him.

With his current cultivation base and magic weapon, apart from the Primordial Spirit cultivator who owns the treasure of Zifu, the other Primordial Spirits are basically nothing to worry about.

And this 'Three Yin Killing Soul Puppet' is powerful, but after using it once, it will take three years to use it for the second time.

This restriction is a bit big.

"However, the material used to refine these Sanyin Soul Slaying Puppets seems to be 'Millennium Hibiscus Mud'."

The so-called hibiscus mud in the practice circle is the sludge soaked in corpse fluid.

Because the corpse fluid is full of resentment and corpse aura, the soil raised by this aura has a particularly strong evil aura.

And the hibiscus mud, which has been deposited for thousands of years, is the top material for refining magic weapons of magic, ghosts, and corpses.

But if you want to find the thousand-year-old hibiscus mud, you must have the kind of corpses where tens of thousands of corpses are piled up.

This kind of fierce place is even rarer.

Therefore, it is more difficult to find 'Millennium Hibiscus Clay' than to find a piece of pure Yang Tianxin Jade with the same frequency.

"It's no wonder that being able to refine this cursed treasure is really extraordinary. However, I just don't know if this treasure can be returned with a sixth-grade spiritual material?"

Reach out.

A space passage appeared in midair.

Xu Rui only left the 'Xuanyin Sword', Sanyin Killing Soul Puppet and Chunyang Tianxin Jade were sent to the deity, and the latter two happened to be exchanged from the official website of the Practitioners Association through Gu Tiejun's channel.

After dealing with all this, Xu Rui made a simple gesture.

A world shrouded in darkness suddenly appeared in front of the eyes with a full moon hanging high.

"This is Xuanyin Mountain's Boundless Prison?"

He has always been curious about the difference between this cave called 'Boundless Prison' and his own cave.

Now I looked around and found that the size gap is the biggest.

The Wuya Prison is only a thousand miles in radius, but his Kongming Sacred Tree Grotto has already exceeded [-] miles, and it is still expanding with the continuous growth of the sacred tree.

other aspects.

Wuya Prison is a pure ghost world, and everything in it is the illusion of Yin Qi.

And his Kongming Shenshudongtian possesses the five elements of yin and yang.

But what is different from the real world is that there is no reincarnation in his cave, no wind, frost, snow and rain, and the four seasons rotate.

Even so, it was much stronger than a shallow hole like Wuya Prison.

"Master, when can I leave here?"

Yin Po's voice came to Xu Rui's heart through the connection between the puppet seals.

"Wait for a while, when it's time to leave, I will call you."

Xu Rui, the natal puppet, has just broken through the Yuanshen not long ago, and now is the time to forge ahead, so he also plans to practice hard at Ning Caichen for a period of time.

When the improvement of cultivation base is slow, go to Lanruo Temple again.