Senior brother has obviously reached the realm of spiritual transformation, why is there only a ray of soul left?

And became the founder of Xuanyue Temple?

She needs to find out today!

Zhimi looked at Nanli bitterly and turned away angrily.

The sun is above your head, full of yang energy.

Nan Li first drew a talisman for them to protect their souls from being corroded by Yang energy.

Zhimi wanted to escape.

Nan Li grabbed him with one hand, took down the talisman, and said, "When did you stop listening to me?"

Zhimi stared at her and said coldly: "Senior sister, do you believe her lies? She made Master and Chongjiu lose the chance of reincarnation. She should be killed immediately! Is it possible that senior sister is afraid of carrying karma and refuses to take action?

"

Nan Li pondered for a moment.

She touched Zhimi's head and said: "Rather than killing her to avenge my anger, I want to save you. Even if there is only a slim chance, I will give it a try. Do you understand?"

She no longer concealed her sadness, her eyes were slightly red at the moment.

Zhimi's head exploded, and he instantly understood that it was not that the senior sister was unwilling to kill for revenge, but that she was willing to endure this for the sake of them.

Suddenly, he felt sad and regretful, and choked up: "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't listen to you..."

Nan Li comforted him: "You don't have to say these words. Sometimes it's hard to change a person's life. God's will is like this, and I can't disobey it."

Because when she learned about Zhimi's accident, there happened to be a house collapsed by snow in Yezhou, and many people were trapped underneath.

Her first reaction was to save people.

When he reacted, the talisman in Zhimi's body was extinguished.

Xuan Yinyue couldn't wait there and kept urging.

Nan Li turned around and glared at her: "Don't rush me, I'm thinking about the talisman formation that gathers the soul."

"You...you still want to think about it on the spot?! It turns out you have no real ability!"

Xuan Yinyue's mood changed very quickly.

At this moment, she recalled Longquan again.

However, the golden body in his left hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and Xuan Yinyue could hardly hold it.

"Senior brother?" Xuan Yinyue looked at the golden body blankly.

After realizing what her senior brother meant, she had no choice but to sit quietly by the side, no longer forcing Nan Li, and kept talking to the golden body.

It's not that Nan Li is incompetent, but that the Patriarch has reached the state of transforming into a god, and his soul has also transformed into a soul. The talisman formations she knew before will not have much effect.

However, it is inseparable from the changes. Nan Li should be able to understand it based on the books on immortality he had read previously.

She took the Star Pen and drew several talisman formations, testing them several times.

Finally, she drew a talisman formation that gathered the soul.

The golden light was shining, and the talisman formation was suspended in mid-air.

All the spirits on Jin's body and on the manhole cover gathered together.

After bursts of light, a figure slowly emerged.

He is an outstanding-looking Taoist priest who looks to be in his early thirties.

It's a pity that there is only half of it.

Zhimi and others looked at it and said, "This doesn't look like the ancestors in the treasure hall. The ancestors there all have beards."

The empty figure turned around and explained: "It's because growing a beard makes one look more sophisticated. In fact, a poor Taoist has always looked like this."

"Senior brother!!!" Xuan Yinyue was extremely excited and shouted at the top of her lungs.

She saw the most precious thing she loved most, but she didn't dare to come forward for fear of being disliked.

I only dared to look at it carefully and shed tears silently.

"Junior sister." The unreal figure sighed softly and shook his head slowly, "I didn't expect that I would still fall short in the end."

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this? Why? You have obviously reached the state of transformation, why do you only have a few strands of soul left? What happened after I fell into coma that day?" Xuan Yinyue asked a few questions.

The figure was not in a hurry to answer.

He turned around, bowed respectfully to Nan Li, and introduced himself: "Pindao is Xuan Jingmo of Wuliang Palace, known as Master Pichai."

Nan Li's face was expressionless: "Chopping firewood, your senior brothers and sisters' names are really unique."

Xuan Jingmo laughed heartily: "In the past, demon cultivators were rampant, and I and my junior sister had to kill several demon cultivators every day. She beheaded them, and I chopped them off. Over time, I got this name."

Xuan Yinyue seemed to be thinking of those beautiful years of advancing and retreating together, her face was reddish and she was a little shy.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Jingmo changed the topic and said: "Junior Sister He Nai lost to the Immortal Lord in a sword competition, and then she had inner demons, and actually practiced the Demon Sect's inner method. When I found out,

It’s already too late.”

Nan Li heard the name of Xian Zun again.

But Xuan Yinyue denied: "It's not because I lost to the Immortal Lord that I have inner demons. It's because I can't beat my senior brother in normal immortal cultivation, so I have to go to demon cultivation, so that I can force my senior brother to fight with me."

marriage."

Xuan Jingmo didn't expect this to be the reason. He was startled, and then shook his head slightly: "Hey, it's just that my parents were born too well. I inherited half of their traits, which also became a disaster. It seems that being too handsome is not good.

Suitable for practicing Taoism.”

Xuan Yinyue also echoed: "Senior brother is right."

With tears in her eyes, she looked at Nanli and Zhimi, who had speechless expressions, "Don't believe it, my senior brother is the most beautiful man in the immortal world, and the most powerful monk second only to the Immortal Lord."

Nan Li felt strange, "It sounds like you are not all about beauty. Why do you fall in love with this narcissistic thing but not the Immortal Lord?"

When Xuan Yinyue mentioned others, her expression and emotions became normal.

She said coldly and calmly: "When the Immortal Master was young, he went to the North Sea once as a cultivator. His face was burned by an ancient poison. Since then, it has become extremely ugly. Why don't you scare others and cover your face with magic spells all year round?"

"It doesn't matter how talented such an ugly person is, he can't compare to one of my senior brother's fingers!"

"Okay, okay." Xuan Jingmo waited for her to finish speaking before answering, "Although Pindao is perfect, he also has a fatal flaw."

Zhiya became interested: "What is the shortcoming?"

"That means Pindao is too perfect."

"..." When Zhimi thought that he was a disciple of Xuan Yue Guan, and that the person in front of him was the founder of Xuanyue Guan, he wished he could hit him to death.

“Haha!”

At this point, Xuan Yinyue became sad, "Senior brother, could it be that I forced you to practice dual cultivation with you, and you couldn't think about it for a while, so you gave up your cultivation and committed suicide?"

Xuan Jingmo coughed lightly and said, "Junior sister, can you tell this to others?"

When Xuan Yinyue heard the scolding, she was not annoyed, but became shy.

She also glanced at Nan Li warily, with a hostile look on her face.
Chapter completed!