Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

It’s not a matter of how far you move, it’s a matter of the fire of hope!

First he devoured the soul of the Blood Demon Emperor, and then he was forced to absorb more than 100,000 living souls. How powerful Li Wudao's soul is now is an unsolved mystery to him.

However, no matter how powerful the soul is, it cannot be used as a means of attack for the time being.

In his physical body, he was just a mortal who could be beaten at any time. Even if he had the indestructible pig-killing knife, he would still end up with all his bones broken by the Soul Emperor's roar.

It is not difficult to understand how tempting Li Daxian is to be able to control the butcher knife with his mind.

It’s like traveling at home, what a magical skill!

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, Li Wudao felt the generation of thoughts over and over again, and found that it was closely related to the power of the soul.

At least before devouring more than 100,000 souls, he could not control the butcher knife with his mind.

"One inch..."

"One inch..."

"Two inches..."

"..."

Li Wudao kept trying, making painful and low moans from time to time...

Even though he was crushed to pieces, Immortal Li did not even utter a sound. He was still timid about the recovery process of his physical body after being struck by lightning!

outside world.

As soon as a blood vessel sprouted from the thumping heart, two-thirds of it was wiped out by the Lei Yuan force attached to the surface of the purple rune.

This kind of pain of being struck repeatedly is simply worse than death.

A breeze blew by, and the two bald heads shone like half-moons in the moonlight.

The visitors were an old man and a young man. The old monk was wearing a white cassock, and his pleated old face was full of compassion.

The young man is dressed in plain clothes, but his agility cannot be concealed. His big eyes, like glass, are unforgettable.

"Master, the Soul Emperor has died and the Soul Sect's cause and effect has been resolved. Aren't you afraid that he will come to beg for fish..."

Liuli's back was straight, her hands were folded together, and her big and smart eyes looked at Zen Master Yin.

"My precious cassock..."

Because his eyes were red, he said something like this inexplicably. The specific tone was based on Elder Jinchi of Guanyin Temple.

"Master..." Liuli called softly.

"Oh...oh, rice tofu!" Liaoyin woke up from the pain, "Liu Li, what's the matter?"

Liuli smiled slightly and repeated what she just said.

"If you want a fish or not, the old monk can give him a duck neck!"

Zen Master Liaoyin looked serious and had no intention of joking at all.

But in Liu Li's eyes, it was very funny, "Master, Soul Destroyer Sect, boiled fish, this is what you promised me... It seems inappropriate to give someone a duck neck."

The old Zen master was full of Zen, "Liuli, remember, fish has a duck's neck, mice can also have a duck's neck, everything can be a duck's neck!"

Li Wudao was concentrating on practicing knife control with his mind, not paying attention to the external situation.

Otherwise, just by relying on the old monk's words, "Everything can be defeated", he will be thundered!

After listening to the master's words, Liuli remained silent. She was very perceptive, but she did not understand the connotation of the master's words. She only thought that the old man's black cassock was destroyed, and she was so distressed that she went crazy...

Otherwise, how could you say something that has no preface and no follow-up!

After a long silence, he said again: "Now that the cause and effect have been resolved, what should we do with my benefactor's heart?"

The old monk's cheek twitched, he took out a simple white jade box from his arms, hit the magic weapon, "Take it!"

The beating heart was put into the box, and a black duck neck was taken out from the sleeve and placed in the upper partition space. Then he reluctantly put the jade box down and buried it on the spot.

Worried, I stepped on it a few more times.

Liuli was puzzled, "Master, why are you buried here?"

"Waiting for the destined person..." The old monk made a riddle and left with red eyes.

The prison tower, the dark cassock, and the spiritual jade brocade box. Ever since I became associated with this guy, my property has been shrinking rapidly. "My rice tofu, rice tofu..."

Before leaving, the old monk glanced at the boulder in the distance with the corner of his eye...

On the back of the boulder, on the charred ground, was a hand embedded in it.

The finger joints moved, moved again, moved again...

Then a black man who had been hacked emerged from the soil, "Ahem..."

The man coughed twice, with black smoke coming out of his mouth.

If Li Wudao pays attention to the outside situation, he will definitely be shocked. This person is Ye Xiao.

He stood there, looking at the devastation, lightly pursed his lips, and tears slid down his face...

"Ta Tata..."

The sound of dense footsteps came from far and near, but the night owl was like a taste.

It wasn't until those people came closer that they turned around in confusion.

"Night Owl, what happened here?"

The person who asked the question was a fat man with a round face and a bright ghost-headed sword hanging on his waist.

Night Owl looked confused and his eyes kept moving.

"Damn, you won't have amnesia, right? What date is this?"

The fat man said, holding out two fingers.

"Zuo Dao, stop talking nonsense, amnesia is not stupid!" The handsome man on the side interrupted Zuo Dao's show of treasures and looked at Ye Xiao seriously, "Brother Ye, do you know who is here?"

Ye Xiao pointed to his head and shook his head dully.

"Holy crap, Can Jian, he doesn't even know you or me, he really has lost his memory!"

As he said this, he was about to step forward and give Ye Xiao a caring hug, but in the end, he was in vain.

Ye Xiao folded his hands on his chest and stared at you, fat man, in front of him with vigilant eyes!

The fat man was speechless, "Damn it, no, Ye Xiao, how did you become such a bitch..."

While the three of them were talking, a man in a red robe, full of righteousness and dressed as a scholar, walked slowly over. Behind him, he was guarded by a group of government officials.

"Lord Wenren, this fellow Ye Xiao..." Zuo Dao Dian Dian ran forward and pointed at his head.

Wenren Zhengyang understood this and strode to Ye Xiao's side, asking with concern: "Brother Ye, do you remember me?"

Night Owl still shook his head stupidly.

"A cloud-penetrating arrow!" Wenren Zhengyang still refused to give up and wanted to stimulate the other party with subtle whispers.

Ye Xiao's identity is not simple. He is the son of Ye Changkong, the founder of the Great Qin Empire, and he also serves as the Dragon Guard of His Majesty Zulong.

If something really happens, how can I explain it to His Majesty Zulong?

Seeing that Ye Xiao still had no reaction, Wenren Zhengyang shook his head and sighed, "Separately search and see if there are any clues. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. Leave as soon as possible!"

"Sir, is that still necessary? It's clear at a glance within a hundred miles radius..."

Zuo Dao thought a little.

Wenren Zhengyang's eyes were stern, "This is an order!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Without saying a word, everyone rushed in all directions.

At the foot of Soul Mountain, only Ye Xiao, Wenren Zhengyang, Wenren Qianyue and Cherry Master and Servant were left.

"Qianyue, you've been working hard all the way, please take a break."

Wenren Zhengyang looked with concern at Wenren Qianyue, whose face was half-covered in white clothes.

Hearing Ren Qianyue nodded her head, Cherry's quick hands and quick eyes had already placed a futon on the ground.

Then he helped the young lady sit down.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Feeling the vibration coming from under her buttocks, Wenren Qianyue frowned slightly...