What? Let me find a fairy to be my wife

Can Hei Lin become a saint with his soul body?

Throughout history, no one has ever incarnated as a saint and wandered the world in the form of a soul.

It was not just that they couldn’t do it before, and there was no Hongmeng purple energy to open the door to the sainthood.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu waved his hand, and a saintly power wrapped with healing power directly wrapped Hei Lin inside.

The healing power of the green light glowed around Hei Lin's body.

Zhang Yu watched this scene and reminded Hei Lin: "Don't resist!"

After hearing this, Hei Lin relaxed completely both physically and mentally.

The defects of the soul and body are being repaired rapidly.

The soul power consumed in the previous battle was also replenished at this moment.

Hei Lin's eyes widened instantly, and a look of disbelief flashed across his face.

There was doubt in her voice, and she asked with a bit of trembling and disbelief: "Sir, what are you doing?"

"Help you replenish your soul's original power and bring your cultivation back to its peak."

"I will help you absorb the primordial purple energy and become a saint." Zhang Yu said this very casually, as if it was a very ordinary thing for him.

But when these words fell into Hei Lin's ears, it was like a bomb exploding behind his head.

She knew how difficult it was to restore her soul's essence.

After all, she was killed by the joint siege of dozens of quasi-saint peak warriors.

Even when she was escaping, her soul was severely damaged. If it weren't for the appearance of the black sword, she would have possessed the black sword to nourish her soul.

I'm afraid his soul has already dissipated.

But he also knows the flaws of his own soul.

Zhang Yu looked at Hei Lin's expression and instantly understood her thoughts. He said with a smile on his face, "Are you underestimating the saint a little too much?"

As Zhang Yu finished his words, he waved his right hand and the power of heaven and earth circulated in his palm.

He directly controlled the power of heaven and earth to repair Hei Lin's body.

The next second, Hei Lin only felt that he was surrounded by the endless power of heaven and earth, and the power of his soul was constantly increasing.

His cultivation instantly reached the peak of the middle stage of Quasi-Saint. With a bang, a soul force belonging to the late stage of Quasi-Saint spread out in all directions.

All the people protected by Zhang Yu's clone were not affected.

Zhang Yu's clones all blocked this breath.

However, countless immortals in the fairy world were shocked by this aura.

He quickly released his breath to check who was the one who had broken through to the late quasi-saint stage. His soul power was so strong, it was terrifying.

Countless immortal consciousnesses attacked from all directions.

After sensing Zhang Yu and Hei Lin, and looking at Hei Lin's aura, all the immortals understood what was going on.

He quickly withdrew his spiritual consciousness, fearing that it would disturb Hei Lin's practice.

Hei Lin's soul is like a tattered piece of clothing that was originally incomplete.

But when Zhang Yu controlled the power of heaven and earth, his power of heaven and earth was like needle and thread, and the power of the saint was like cloth shoes, and the two were combined.

Her torn clothes were mended and her aura grew stronger.

Finally, when Hei Lin's soul power was completely repaired, three days had passed.

Zhang Yu did not leave for three consecutive days.

Because the black sword will follow him, if he uses a clone, he won't be able to use the power of the saint as easily as he does.

I can only come here in person.

He also didn't expect that Hei Lin's previous strength was infinitely close to that of a saint.

This was discovered during the repair process, and for this reason, the whole process took so long.

At this moment, Hei Lin's cultivation has completely surpassed the quasi-saint, but has not reached the level of a saint.

Zhang Yu smiled, fearing that if a ray of primordial purple energy hit her, she would become a saint directly.

However, what made Zhang Yu most curious and puzzled was how she did it. She neither proved her truth through strength nor became a saint by killing the three corpses, and she had no merits. How could she have reached this point?

Hei Lin felt the changes in his body and was much more surprised than Zhang Yu.

Only she knew how serious the damage to her body was.

However, I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, the soul attack reached its strongest state.

This was something she didn't expect.

Zhang Yu looked at Hei Lin and saw that his whole spirit and demeanor had changed, and he was very satisfied.

With a wave of his right hand, the Hongmeng purple energy flew in front of Hei Lin.

He was not afraid of Hei Lin's rebellion at all.

For him, he also controls Hei Lin's life and death.

So I’m not afraid of these at all.

Hei Lin looked at the Hongmeng purple energy floating beside his body.

His face showed mixed emotions at the moment, and for a moment, countless words came to his lips but he couldn't say them.

She stood and looked at Zhang Yu.

At this moment, his eyes were smiling.

In the past, she had also looked for the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but to no avail.

Only those who have actually tried to find the Hongmeng Purple Qi will know how difficult it is.

I even suspect that there will never be a sixth primordial purple energy in this world.

But now, the Hongmeng purple energy is right in front of her, and this feeling cannot be described to others.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

Zhang Yu looked at Hei Lin and laughed, "Why did you become so shy just because of a ray of Hongmeng purple energy?"

Hei Lin listened to Zhang Yu's words, smiled, and said to him: "Yes, I am your sword spirit now, so I should have a share of this thing."

As he said that, he directly collected the Hongmeng purple energy.

He thanked Zhang Yu and went straight back into the black sword.

Inside the black sword, Hei Lin was sitting in the space of the black sword.

He looked at the primordial purple energy and said seriously, "Thank you!"

As the voice fell, a light appeared in the man's eyes.

Zhang Yu looked at the black sword in his hand and laughed. The black sword belonged to him, so how could anything in the black sword space be hidden from him.

He just didn't say it.

That’s it. Zhang Yu now plans to go to the treasure house to take a look.

How much of this magical sword has been passed down from ancient times to the present?

The four Guixu swords that he had released before were called forbidden swords.

Anyone who has watched TV knows that anything that can be called taboo is not simple.

And the black sword in his hand is also full of mystery. It was also obtained in the fairyland.

The things that one obtains in the fairy world are not simple.

What is inside this treasure house? This suddenly makes Zhang Yu look forward to it.

There was a flash of curiosity in his eyes.

At the same time, his body flashed and he disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already outside the treasure pavilion.

Outside the treasure house, ten guards stood in two rows.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yu who suddenly appeared, their faces filled with excitement.

Before Zhang Yu could speak to them.

All ten people in the audience knelt down.

He shouted excitedly, "We are here to see you, sir!"

Their voices were so loud that Zhang Yu felt as if his ears were exploding with thunder when he stood in front of them.

But seeing how excited they were.

You still have to put it on.

Zhang Yu said to them: "Thank you for your hard work, brothers!"

"It's not hard work!"

"Huh!" Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment. This familiar answer seemed like something he had seen on TV.