In the early morning, a light layer of mist rose in the woods...

As the crescent moon sets over the mountain, a ray of morning light shines in the east, rising slowly and slowly penetrating the dazzling fog in the woods, like golden threads, embellishment of the long-cherished dreamland even more wonderfully.

Outside the pavilion, Wu Buyong's ancient clock seems to be sitting cross-legged on the roots of a huge ancient tree. His body is constantly flashing with a thick earthy yellow halo. He is facing the rising sun, holding three flowers on his head, the five qi of the rising sun, and the world between heaven and earth.

Wave after wave of rich spiritual energy continued to flow towards Wu Buyong. As the spiritual energy gathered and became stronger, Wu Buyong's aura became stronger and stronger. It was not until a perfect cycle was completed through the meridians that it returned to the sea of ​​qi.

Succeed in the five elements.

In the pavilion, there is the pair of Feng Jueyu and Zhu Yizhi. At this time, Zhu Yizhi is holding the ghost skull in her hands and slightly closing her eyes. Her Qi is not weak, and she is also the kind of person who has not been in the dust for a long time.

It is indeed not easy for a person with extraordinary talents to have such a cultivation level at her age. However, even with a strong cultivation level, sometimes she is at a loss when facing rare treasures like ghost skeletons.

For three whole days, the three of them were in no danger. Zhu Yizhi, under the care of Feng Jueyu, was comprehending the secret knowledge of the ghost skeleton.

However, she spent three days but still got nothing.

In the early morning of the fourth day, Zhu Yizhi put away the Origin of Ultimate Yin in despair, and sent the ghost skeleton to Feng Jueyu: "Give it back to you, this thing is useless to me."

"What? Still don't see anything?" Feng Jueyu looked at the ghost skeleton with slight surprise.

In fact, he also discovered three days ago that although there are many complicated patterns engraved on the ghost skulls, and there are also words and traces of the secrets of the exercises, they are basically incomprehensible, let alone trying to figure out the meaning.

He couldn't understand it. After that, he guided Zhu Yizhi to understand it with his heart and get rid of the rigid cognition of chewing words.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yizhi still hasn't found a clue.

Three days later, Zhu Yizhi finally gave up and said in disappointment: "Maybe it's because I'm not mature enough, maybe it's because the master who left this treasure used it in a special way. In short, I didn't find anything strange about the ghost skeletons."

She said and returned the ghost skeleton to Feng Jueyu. Feng Jueyu came over with doubts and said, "I'll give it a try." He looked at Zhu Yizhi curiously and found that there was no greed in Zhu Yizhi's eyes.

Desire, even if one has not comprehended the secret knowledge in Ghost Skull, there is no ambition for progress other than some loss.

As a cultivator, if you get a treasure that can make your cultivation leap forward, shouldn't you try your best to keep it? What's more, Zhu Yizhi doesn't need to snatch it from her hands. She can ask to continue studying.

, but she didn't do that. It's really rare for her to have such a desire-free mentality.

Feng Jueyu admired Zhu Yizhi's mentality very much. Anyway, if it were him, he would definitely not act as indifferent as she did.

It's a pity that even if he has no desires and desires, Zhu Yizhi still can't be allowed to enter the mysterious realm of cultivation. This really makes Feng Jueyu find it incredible.

Whether you have reached the state of having no desires or pursuits in practice, you will be focused and focused. This state of practice can often achieve quite fruitful results.

Zhu Yizhi was different. Not only did she not notice anything, she also gained nothing. It was really strange.

Feng Jueyu took the ghost skeleton and held it in the palm of his hand. Feng Jueyu knew that this thing was extraordinary, but he just took a look at it quietly first, and used his spiritual consciousness to get into the ghost skeleton as much as possible.

, which caused him problems.

In an instant, Feng Jueyu seemed to see a scorched purgatory. On the endless black scorched earth, blue will-o'-the-wisps were floating everywhere. Feng Jueyu felt his body light up, as if he had become a part of countless will-o'-the-wisps.

Slowly it rose into the air and wandered slowly and aimlessly into the distance.

The depths of the misty space seemed to be occupied by countless will-o'-the-wisps. In the dark world, only a faint and cold breath echoed.

The vast world is ups and downs without a master;

The seven spirits can be seen everywhere;

Thousands of miles of scorched black soil, ferocity and killing, sadness and resentment... they are all everywhere. In the distance, there seem to be millions of souls who died in vain, lamenting the injustice of heaven and earth...

"Woo...Woo...Woo..."

Suddenly, bursts of riot-like crying sound came from the distance, so sad that it sounded like depression, as if suffocation.

Feng Jueyu frowned slightly and followed the cry, becoming increasingly sad as the cold wind blew past his ears.

Is there anyone here?

Or an innocent soul without an owner?

Go over and take a look.

Having made up his mind, Feng Jueyu accelerated his speed. As he flew, he felt the changes in the atmosphere around him. It was as if he suddenly came to another world. He could feel the existence of his own divine power, but he was bound by some kind of power.

.

What kind of power is this?

Cold, sad and resentful, without a trace of openness or light...

It seems that the whole world is shrouded in helpless sadness...

A trace of ruthless murderous intention spreads within it, as if someone has been wronged and is accumulating violent murderous thoughts...

At the beginning, this feeling was not very obvious. As Feng Jueyu got closer to the crying sounds, the feeling became more intense.

I don’t know how long it took, but about a hundred meters away in front of me, a large white figure appeared. If I looked carefully, I saw that there were groups of black and white impermanence and white-haired Feimei...

Feng Jueyu immediately stopped and hid behind a huge stone peak. He stuck his head out and took a rough look, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

I saw that the black and white Wuchang and the white-haired Feimei appearing in front seemed to form three camps, the black and white Wuchang camp, the white-haired Feimei camp, and the white-haired Feimei camp...

Each camp has thousands of Impermanence and Feimei. They spread their sharp claws and bared their fangs, performing extreme ferocity and killing...

These three major camps are engaged in a war that he has never seen before...

The sobbing sounds came from the three major camps...

In fact, according to Feng Jueyu's understanding, although most of the soul clan lineage is the Yin origin of cultivation, most of them are human beings. It is just because of the different territories of life, different environments and different methods of cultivation that the souls have just been separated.

There are differences between the human race and the soul race. In a sense, the soul race people and the human race people are both human beings...

The so-called impermanence, flying charms, and even Yaksha and the like are all puppets made from dead corpses using various methods...

The puppet is originally intelligent, capable of accepting actions and being the master of the soul...

Feng Jueyu was a little confused. Who commanded such a huge army to fight without a soul master?

What is their purpose?

What is completely different from the roars and shouts of the human race on the battlefield is that the sounds made by the three legions when fighting are extremely shrill and whimpering. The kind of sound that can penetrate the eardrums and tear the heart is like a ghost eating the heart.

It was so unbearable. Anyway, with Feng Jueyu's cultivation level, his whole spiritual body felt loose, as if shaken by some powerful force, and he had no choice but to raise his spiritual consciousness to seek self-protection.

Feng Jueyu guarded his spiritual body and quietly observed from a distance. After watching for a while, he suddenly discovered some signs...

In this evenly matched battle, Black, White Wuchang, and White-haired Feimei all showed their talents. Although the sight of the melee was not good, he still saw some clues from it.

For example, the black and white impermanent movements are like corpse jumping. Sometimes he leaps up just off the ground and waves the black and white soul-calling flag in his hand, bringing up a large piece of evil wind and sweeping towards the white-haired Feimei...

White-haired Feimei's strength is even greater than that of Feng Jue Yu Ling. They don't need to use their feet to walk at all, and there is no such thing as walking as fast as flying. They just rise gently, point their toes diagonally at the ground, and spin like ghosts.

When you go out, your body will be erratic and you will go as you please, until it becomes elusive and elusive.

The nails on the white-haired Feimei's hands were long and slender, as sharp as blades. Every time he was caught by it, he would tear the enemy in half. Then, Feng Jueyu saw a huge sucking force coming from his mouth, and he exerted all his strength.

Take a deep breath, and a faint red mist will spurt out from the dead enemy and enter his breath.

It was as if the white-haired Feimei had inhaled the red mist and became even more ferocious, both in terms of strength and movement, becoming more and more powerful and fierce.

On the other hand, Black and White Impermanence, they rely on the soul-calling flags in their hands. With the swing of their slender arms, bursts of black and white winds are their trump card. When the black and white winds sweep past, they will cause the enemy to attack without any reason.

The face becomes distorted...

At first, Feng Jueyu didn't quite understand why this black and white wind made the enemy seem to suffer great pain.

After watching it for a long time, Feng Jueyu was delighted to discover that whether it was Hei Wuchang or Bai Wuchang, they would perform a weird dance when they raised their soul-calling flags...

This dance is actually a certain kind of movements, and these movements can be used to complete the operation of certain exercises...

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jueyu quickly gathered the strength of his fire eyes and Jin Qing to watch carefully. Sure enough, in the black and white wind, he saw two black and white chains shooting out...

The chain is extremely fast and often tightly entangles the enemy. One end of the chain is deeply inserted into the skin, vaguely bringing out wisps of unknown soul power.

At first glance, Feng Jueyu suddenly understood that this was an unknown technique, or it could be called a spiritual technique...

Based on the origin of Yin and supplemented by the method of operation, it forms the power to absorb souls and contain spiritual consciousness. It can not only restrain the actions of the enemy, but even affect the enemy's mind.

In an instant, Feng Jueyu was overjoyed. Isn't this exactly what he saw among the ghost skeletons? Isn't it a way for people from the Soul Clan to use the impermanent fighting method to figure out the spiritual method?

For a moment, he couldn't help but start jumping along with Wu Chang's movements, and soon found a flow of information coming from his spiritual body...

"Impermanent Lock..."
Chapter completed!