The Yinsha acupoint, the white jade platform.

After several months, Bingchen returned here again.

Desolate, lonely, dark, deep. It seems that no matter how long it has been, there will be no change here.

As soon as Shi Shi came here, Qi Yao, Zhong Liwei and Shui Man felt an instinctive fear and subconsciously leaned against Bing Chen.

"Young Master."

Qi Yao gently held Bingchen and his uneasiness slowed down a little.

He patted Qi Yaoyu's hand gently, Bingchen looked at the direction of the altar, and said with a voice: "Jin Li, the master is here, I haven't come out to meet him yet. Could it be that I still need to invite you?"

The expression was not angry but powerful, and the tone was not disobedient. If Bing Chen said this at other times, it might make Qi Yao and the girls laugh. However, at this time, the few people could not feel disrespectful at all, but felt that

To a kind of awe from instinct.

"Why!"

With a sigh, then a soul light floated out of the white jade altar, came to Bingchen, and turned into a seven or eight-year-old child.

"The old slave has met the young master."

Jin Li bowed and bowed.

"You have only been seeing you for a few months, so you dare to be so negligent. If I wait a few more days and don't come, will you forget what your identity is?" Bingchen said in a bad tone.

"I dare not. I followed my master's instructions to guard this place, and devoted myself to my efforts. I dared not neglect it. I hope the young master will understand it." Jin Li bowed his fists and said.

Originally, he looked like a seven or eight-year-old child, but his expression, movements and words were all so sophisticated. In contrast, Qi Yao, Zhong Liwei and Shui Man looked at each other.

Bing Chen's eyes turned cold, and as he thought, Jin Li screamed.

The three-flower mark appeared in Jin Li's eyebrows, and it was obvious that a petal was missing. The faint soul power overflowed from his whole body, and the pain of being cut into pieces made Jin Li roll and roar on the ground.

"Young Master, please spare me..."

"I know my mistake, but I know my mistake..."

Bingchen turned a blind eye, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of mocking in his cold eyes.

It was not until a while later that the three flower marks between Jin Li's eyebrows reduced one petal again and its breath fell a lot that Bing Chen stopped activating the Blood Soul Seal.

"I thought that if I had broken through to the Soul Realm, I would have the capital to fight against the Blood Soul Seal? Don't talk about your soul splitting, even if you are the one who comes, you can't even shake it." Bingchen said with a cold voice.

"Young Master... Stop your anger, I'll never dare again." Jin Li lay on the ground, angry but weak.

"I don't mind whether you dare or not. To me, your existence is optional. But I would like to remind you that when the last petal disappears, it is the time when your soul dissipates. As for

It’s hard to say what impact it has on your deity.” Bingchen said coldly.

Jin Li looked depressed, and even the viciousness hidden deep in his eyes was gone. The Blood Soul Seal was famous for being fierce. God knew if it would really have any impact on his deity, so he didn't dare to gamble.

"Ask you a question." Bing Chen said as he changed his mind.

Regardless of how Jin Li reacted, Bing Chen asked himself: "Jin Peng, do you know him?"

When Jin Li heard this, his expression hesitated for a moment, but then he struggled to get up, bowed and said, "I recognize it, I recognize it, I recognize it, he is my younger brother."

His eyes kept paying attention to Bingchen's expression. Speaking of this, Jin Li subconsciously glanced at Zhuo Qianling beside him, and then asked carefully: "What is the festival between the young master and Jin Li?"

Bingchen smiled coldly and said, "I need to tell you?"

Jin Li was frustrated and secretly scolded himself for being bored, and then stopped talking.

After pondering for a moment, after his mind communicated with Lan Youmeng, Bing Chen suddenly stepped forward, pressed Jin Li's head and said, "Don't resist, otherwise you will die."

Jin Li was stunned, but the next moment, he felt that he was imprisoned by a soul power, and then his eyes flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, Jin Li found that he was in a blood-colored cage, and there was a vast snow outside.

"Stay here honestly, don't play any tricks, otherwise you will die!" Bingchen's cold voice sounded. After saying a word, he ignored the situation here.

Jin Li's eyes slashed, but when he looked at the surrounding situation carefully, he suddenly looked shocked.

......

Looking at Zhong Liwei and Shui Man, Bingchen said, "For a period of time, you will be in seclusion here until you break through to the realm of concentration."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Chen waved his hand and several blood soul pills were suspended in front of the two women.

He was slightly stunned, and Zhong Liwei opened her mouth slightly, and she wanted to speak but stopped.

"Why, can't accept this Blood Soul Pill?" Bing Chen asked.

With a slightly awkward expression, Zhong Liwei lowered her head.

"If you can't accept it, I'll give it to me. Don't force me to feed you myself, otherwise..."

Bingchen smiled evilly.

After grinding his teeth secretly, Zhong Liwei was secretly angry.

"This blood soul pill is the essence of blood and energy of a cultivator in the Yuan Realm. It is much more valuable than those ordinary third-grade elixirs. If you two were my exclusive sword servants now, you thought I would be willing to take it.

Come out and give it to you."

Hearing this, Shuiman smiled, bowed slightly to Bingchen, and said, "That Man'er, thank you for the reward." Then, Shuiman even took a blood soul pill and put it into his mouth.

Among them.

Bingchen was stunned, while Qi Yao, who was beside him, grinded his teeth secretly.

"The dead fairy is starting to seduce my husband again!" Qi Yao cursed in his heart.

"Ahem..."

Bingchen pretended to cough twice to relieve the inexplicable embarrassment. Then he looked at Zhong Liwei again and said, "I really want me to feed you?"

Glazed at Bingchen, Zhong Liwei grabbed a blood soul pill and swallowed it into her abdomen.

"I'm so good." Bingchen said with a satisfied look.

"If you want to quickly practice the blood-transmitting skills of the Seven-Star Sword Assistant, Blood Soul Pill is indispensable. I can't let you spend time here slowly. At most, you will only give you two months. I must break through to the Xuan level.

Focus on your mind.”

Bingchen's tone cannot be refuted and cannot be disobeyed, which made Zhong Liwei and Shui Man stunned, and became more and more awe of him.

However, as soon as Bingchen finished speaking, the domineering aura that had just been revealed in his expression suddenly disappeared, and replaced by a somewhat evil smile.

"If you want to truly become my sword servant, your body must be contaminated with my breath. You may not be able to accept other methods now, so you can only refine the Blood Soul Pill. These Blood Soul Pills have been specially treated by me.

The energy contained in it has been refined by me, and I have added a trace of my essence into it. You can take it into your body and nourish it with great care." Bingchen said.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Liwei's pretty face turned red and she quickly lowered her head.

......

On the white jade altar, Bing Chen and Qi Yao sat opposite each other, and the faint blood and energy were entangled with each other, completely covering the two of them, showing a hazy meaning in this dark environment.

At the bottom of the altar, Zhong Liwei and Shui Man were both separated, and blood was surrounded by blood. A faint blood light emanated from the two of them, giving them a bit of charming temptation.

Tens of thousands of spiritual crystals were distributed around several people, and the spiritual energy kept scattering, making the spiritual energy within a radius of thousands of feet very rich, and even began to condense a faint spiritual mist.

After the practice was on track, Bingchen opened his eyes. He took a break in his busy schedule and handed over all the refining of the blood soul pill and spiritual power to Qi Yao. Then he pinched his hands with his fingers, and the faint soul power spread out from his body.

In a moment, a phantom of the soul pillar behind him slowly appeared.

The soul power continued to overflow and condensed towards the soul pillar. Cold sweat oozed out of Bing Chen's forehead. From his expression, it can be seen that he was extremely struggling to think about it at this time.

It took nearly half an hour before the soul pillars that were originally in their consciousness world were completely presented outside.

"Master!"

Bing Chen called out, and a red light flashed between his eyebrows, turning into the fairy-shaped jade color of Orchid Youmeng.

With the toes on the weak, Orchid Youmeng rose up and came to the soul pillar.

With one hand, a faint soul power surged out, completely covering the soul pillar. The next moment, with Lan Youmeng's whisper, half of the soul pillar disappeared on the altar. Then, Lan Youmeng turned into a sacred voice.

A soul light entered the altar.

Bingchen breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to wipe the sweat on his forehead, a small hand took him one step ahead, holding a scarf and gently stroked it on his forehead.

"Get in with peace of mind, Yaoyao will protect you." Qi Yao said in a gentle tone.

He grabbed Qi Yaoyu's hand and Bingchen quickly kissed her, saying, "It's still Yaoyao's wife who is caring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Chen's soul turned into a faint light and entered the altar.

Looking at Bingchen, Qi Yao was stunned.

"Old...wife..."

With a soft whisper, Qi Yao's pretty face turned slightly red and his heart was full of joy.

After secretly glanced at Zhong Liwei and Shui Man, Qi Yao poked out his little head and quickly pecked Bingchen's lips...

......

"What a rich soul power."

As soon as I arrived at the palace in the altar, Bingchen was amazed.
To be continued...