The female channel who wears books, is killed by the heroine on her wedding day

"Soul replenishes soul."

Dong Huang said bluntly.

Ye Lingtian asked: "Whose soul should I use?"

Dong Huang was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't worry about this matter."

Feng Huojun whispered: "The soul-replenishing technique has no effect on you."

Ye Lingtian shook his head and said, "The soul-replenishing technique is actually ineffective on me."

Dong Huang hesitated for a moment, but still said: "In fact, it is not a technique to replenish the soul, but a technique to fill the soul. Take the soul and fill it."

Ye Lingtian's face darkened: "Whose soul do you want to take?"

Dong Huang sighed softly: "The art of filling the soul requires the soul of the person being taken to be strong, to be willing to offer his soul for you, and to stay with you all the time..."

Taking a soul is no joke, and of course you can't just take any ordinary person.

Ordinary people's souls are too weak. Once their souls are disturbed, they will surely die. Moreover, how can ordinary people willingly sacrifice their souls for you? How can they willingly stay by your side?

What's more, the process of taking the soul and separating the soul is extremely painful, and ordinary people can't endure it at all.

His words had made it clear enough that the one whose soul could be taken here was none other than Feng Huojun.

After listening to this, Ye Lingtian walked towards Feng Huojun, took Feng Huojun's hand and said, "Don't do anything stupid, we should go!"

Feng Huojun was silent for a moment: "I think this method is feasible... Taking the soul will not destroy me, I will be able to recover after a while..."

"Bullshit! Do you think it's so easy to repair the damaged soul?"

Ye Lingtian's face darkened and he pulled Feng Huojun away.

If you want to use Feng Huojun's soul to fill his soul, don't even think about it.

He is just like this. He can be ruthless to his enemies, but when it comes to people around him, he doesn't want to affect anyone because of himself, and he doesn't want others to take risks for him.

He was afraid of trouble, not trouble from his enemies, but trouble for the people around him. This was true for Tianmen, Tingxue Tower, and everyone around him.

In life, all we need is to have a clear mind. If you feel guilty about everything you do and drag down the people around you, how can your mind be clear?

"Senior Donghuang, we're leaving now."

Ye Lingtian decisively took Feng Huojun's hand and walked out of the hall.

"Hey!"

Donghuang looked at the backs of Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun.

He seemed to have anticipated this scene a long time ago, and Feng Huojun seemed to have anticipated it as well, so the girl learned the soul-filling technique from him, hoping that they would not use it.

Although he said it lightly, in fact, it was exactly the same as what Ye Lingtian said. The soul is not a joke. Once damaged, it is not easy to repair it.

Donghuang walked out of the hall.

outside the hall.

Siming and others gathered here.

Ye Lingtian held Feng Huojun's hand and said in a deep voice: "I will find a way to solve my problem. You must not have such thoughts in the future. Remember one thing, no matter what time, do not put yourself in danger."

"..."

Feng Huojun looked at Ye Lingtian silently.

Dong Huang came out, he looked at Ye Lingtian and said: "Boy, I don't have a way to deal with you this time, so I will give you something."

He took out a palm-sized bronze fragment from his sleeve, handed it to Ye Lingtian and said, "I found this by chance in a secret realm. Although I haven't figured out the secret yet, I'm sure it's some kind of treasure. It may contain a big secret. I'm giving it to you now."

Ye Lingtian didn't hesitate to take the bronze fragment.

"Ok?"

When he touched the bronze fragment, he clearly felt an extremely mysterious aura emanating from it. There seemed to be many mysterious runes on the bronze fragment, and it was most likely a good thing.

"Senior Donghuang, we have been bothering the Yin-Yang family for a long time. We will take our leave first."

Ye Lingtian said to Donghuang that he was worried that if he stayed any longer, Feng Huojun would be a woman who would not be able to get over it and would insist on filling his soul, which would be troublesome.

He waved to Siming again and said, "Beautiful Siming, we'll see you again if we're lucky."

Done.

Ye Lingtian grabbed Feng Huojun's hand tightly and flew away.

"Forehead......"

Siming stared at the backs of Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun with a strange look on his face. Even Lord Donghuang couldn't solve this guy's problem? He didn't know what he would do in the future.

"Lord Donghuang, the sacred Fusang tree..."

Sima Ming looked towards Dong Huang.

Dong Huang nodded gently and said, "It has been solved!"

When Sima Ming heard this, his face lit up with joy. The Yin-Yang family was suppressing some things, and the existence of the Fusang sacred tree was of vital importance.

Dong Huang looked towards the sky. Suddenly, his eyebrows raised. He immediately pinched his fingers and continued to deduce. After a moment, his pupils shrank and he immediately said, "Death calamity..."

After saying that, he was about to follow Ye Lingtian and Feng Huojun. He had told them that these two were about to meet with a fatal disaster.

"Master Dong Huang, the hexagrams cannot be calculated completely, and the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. There are fifty great ways, and forty-nine heavenly evolutions. If you can escape one, the one you have to escape is unknown!"

At this time, a blind old man carrying a erhu on his back flew over. It was Wang Mingyang.

In terms of cultivation, he is not as good as Donghuang, but in terms of divination, he is not inferior to Donghuang at all, and may even be better.

After all, he could even peek into the secrets of heaven. Of course, peeking into the secrets of heaven also cost him his eyes.

Dong Huang heard this and sighed softly: "Misfortune is the root of blessing, and blessing is the root of misfortune. You are right. This disaster is shrouded in fog and darkness. If we can break through it, we will see the light..."

Wang Mingyang looked at the Yin Yang Saintess and said, "I think that boy has a connection with you. You should have grabbed him, but you missed him."

"..."

The Yin-Yang Saint remained silent, looking silently into the distance.

. . . . . .

On the vast ocean.

A wooden boat sailed across the waves against the wind.

Ye Lingtian stood at the bow of the boat, his brows furrowed. The uneasy feeling he had before became even stronger.

I thought the murderous intent was hidden in the Yin-Yang family, but now it seems that the murderous intent seems to be hidden somewhere else and is about to appear.

"Fengjun!"

Ye Lingtian spoke.

"Ok?"

Feng Huojun looked at Ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian said: "Now that my cultivation has recovered, I still need to go somewhere. You should leave first! I will come back to Da Zhou to find you when the time comes."

Feng Huojun whispered, "You sensed that a more terrible crisis was about to occur, so you deliberately sent me away."

Ye Lingtian raised his eyebrows.

Feng Huojun looked into the distance and murmured, "I've noticed it too... There's a force blocking the heaven and earth. We can't get out of this sea... But I will protect you, even if I die..."

"Good perception, but it's too late."

A calm voice sounded.

A thousand meters ahead, a white-haired old Taoist appeared. He had deep eyes and held a whisk in his hand. His feet were on the water, but he was not wetted by a drop of water. His whole body was filled with a mysterious aura, making him seem unfathomable.

"The source of the sense of crisis has appeared. Shushan is still..."

Ye Lingtian only felt his breathing quicken.

There was an invisible pressure spreading around him, making him feel it was difficult to breathe. Even when he faced Xuan Chen before, he did not have this feeling.