(Dear book friends, please refresh it in an hour and read it again. There are some typos in this chapter that have not been modified. The Blue Bird is working hard to modify it...) Wu Xian had an urge to try the ability of this cloudy divine wood.

However, when he looked at the Yintian Divine Wood in front of him, he suddenly thought of another question in his mind.

"Since the Heavenly Dao assigned you the duty of Soul Detention, how do you plan to fulfill it? There are so many souls of dead creatures in this world. If you rely solely on your own power, then even if you search for those lonely ghosts day and night, the final result will probably be a drop in the bucket, right?"

Wu Xian said worriedly.

"Of course not, not like what the master said." Xiaotian said a sense of pride, "Since your Xiaotian has agreed to the Tiandao's vocational appointment, it is naturally because I am confident enough!"

"If you don't believe it, Master, look at the heavens!"

Wu Xian raised his head in confusion when he heard this.

Then he was stunned.

I saw two bright red blood-like flowers from the cloudy divine trees floating down from the sky.

These two flowers look ordinary, but the strange blood color on their surface is hard to ignore.

Wu Xian saw these two strange blood-red flowers slowly floating down from the sky, and finally fell to the ground at about a dozen steps in front of him.

Something magic happened.

After these two flowers fell on the ground, they began to emit a misty red light. Then the red light became brighter and bigger, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a normal human body.

After the red light gradually faded, two young women in delicate red outfits appeared in front of him.

"See the Crown."

"Crown?"

Wu Xian was stunned.

"They are the messengers of the red flower that I transformed from the cloudy divine flowers, and are considered my subordinates. Since you are my master, as my subordinates, they must not be able to call you together with me, otherwise they are on par with me?"

"So I think it's better to call the master to crown it."

“Sounds grand and nice!”

Wu Xian shook his head helplessly.

But he didn't care.

He looked at the two delicate-looking women in red for a few seconds, then raised his head and said to Xiaotian: "Is this your subordinate who is going to send out to be responsible for Soul Rescue?"

"That's right, master, how do you feel?"

"It looks like that."

Wu Xian looked at the cold and beautiful faces on their faces and couldn't help but nod and said.

At least this image did not lose his face.

"Hehe, I think too."

Xiaotian said.

Wu Xian was about to nod, but his face suddenly became strange.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Xiaotian noticed the expression on Wu Xian's face.

"You just said that their names are the Red Messenger?"

Wu Xian asked.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It sounds like it has nothing to do with the Soul Retainer..."

Actually, this is a relatively polite statement.

Wu Xian wanted to say in his heart that this name sounds a bit rustic...

"What name do you think, master?"

Xiaotian also felt that the name he gave was a bit too simple and casual, and did not highlight the pressure and temperament of the Soul-Detaining Unit at all, so he asked Wu Xian for help.

Wu Xian thought for a while after hearing this, then raised his head and looked at Xiaotian.

“Can you change their image?”

Wu Xian asked.

"The image is simple, it's just a look. I can change it if I want."

Xiaotian said immediately.

Wu Xian nodded when he heard this.

"How do you look at this image?"

He stretched out his right hand, his magic power gathered at his fingertips, and then he used his fingers to paint in the air in front of him.

His current magic power is close to Taoist techniques, and this ability to use magic power to paint in the air is naturally very simple for him.

After that, Wu Xian only took a while to draw a pair of black and white impermanence images in the air.

"You can try to change the appearance of these two women to this."

After finishing the painting, Wu Xian looked at Xiaotian and said.

Xiaotian immediately did it obediently when he heard this.

Seeing that a faint red light suddenly appeared on the two messengers in red, the red light quickly turned into black and white.

Black condenses the image of black impermanence.

White condenses into the image of Bai Wuchang.

"One black and one white, it looks a bit like it!"

After Xiaotian looked at the work he had completed with his own hands, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then murmured.

"You can call them Black and White Impermanence. White Impermanence is called Xie Bi'an, and Black Impermanence is called Fan Wujiu."

"The combination of the two of them is called the Soul-Seeping Messenger."

Wu Xian said.

That's right, what he outlined was the image of black and white impermanence in the myths and legends of the motherland in the previous life.

He felt that the image of black and white impermanence was the most suitable one to act as a subordinate of the Soul-Retaining Envoy, so he drew it and recommended it to Xiaotian.

"Soul-Seeing Messenger, this name is very consistent with my duty."

Xiaotian said in surprise after hearing this.

Wu Xian nodded.

"Are you satisfied?"

He asked.

"Very satisfied." Xiaotian immediately said when he heard this, "The black and white symbolize the dead and the living, and are very consistent with my soul-retaining mission, and it is simply the most appropriate one."

Wu Xian nodded when he heard this.

After that, Wu Xian closed his eyes and began to check the abilities he had obtained from Xiaotian's ability fruit.

Seeing his master's appearance, Xiaotian seemed to have guessed something, and obediently did not disturb him.

After a while, Wu Xian opened his eyes.

"So that's how the dead are summoned from the realm of death."

"I see."

Wu Xian's eyes showed a look of pride.

Then he took a deep breath, then made seals in front of him with both hands, and at the same time he recited the complex and mysterious magic tricks.

I saw a series of handprints appearing in complex movements on his hands, and as his handprints change, an illusory soul flower on the other side slowly emerged in front of his handprints.

Wu Xian opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw that the scene in his eyes at this time was no longer the temple of the Yintian Divine Wood!

I saw that all directions were covered by darkness, and only a desolate loess road appeared in front of him.

And what illuminates this loess road is the Soul-Calling Flower on the other side in front of him.

"Yan Xincheng, I'm here to find you."

Wu Xian suddenly spoke.

That's right, the strong man in the Death Realm he summoned this time was Yan Xincheng, the first sword saint of the Later Shang Dynasty who burned his soul, interfered with the Spirit-eating Rat Saint Wushuang, and finally saved Feng Daozhen!

It was the first time that he summoned a strong man in the Death Realm. He summoned him to be more secure.

After he finished speaking, there was no movement at the beginning of the desolate loess road, but after about seven or eight seconds, he heard a sound of steady footsteps coming from a distance, and then a white-haired old man in white walked over from a distance.

He walked up to Wu Xian and bowed to Wu Xian.
To be continued...