Yongcheng, the sun has just risen, and it is the beginning of the day that the whole city has come alive.

"Why can't you leave here?" On the street, a commoner living nearby looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on.

Several monks in red armor in front blocked both sides of the street, and no one else had to take a detour.

From afar, you can see a chair in the middle of the empty street. A girl in a long green dress sat on it, holding her knees, and her body was almost curled up, like an abandoned little beast, pitiful and helpless.

But looking at the two soldiers wearing red armor, the fool would not think that the girl was really as pitiful as she saw.

Zhuo Rumeng's eyelids drooped, and her head was bit by bit, as if she was dozing off.

Pei Yin, Xu Haoqing, who were not far away, Xiang Zhi, Yang Bo and others looked worried.

Jiang Yunhe has been missing for seven days.

"Senior sister, do you want to notify the senior sister of this?" Xiang Zhi's face became more and more sad.

If something really happened to Jiang Yunhe, he would probably be frustrated by others... Senior Sister Pei was better, but his few of them were merged into Zichen Sect from Ziyu Sect and had no foundation in the sect. If this happens again, even if the senior sister doesn't target them, they will not be able to have a good time in the sect in the future.

"No, senior sister is breaking through at this time, so she must not know." Pei Yin flatly rejected that if this incident affected Zhiyue's breakthrough, she would not forgive herself no matter what.

Pei Yin was also regretting this time. Zhiyue entrusted his junior brother to him, but he didn't like him.

As long as my junior brother is safe this time... I will definitely not... I will only bet once a week later.

"Now I can only see Miss Zhuo." Pei Yin glanced at Zhuo Rumeng, who was dozing off on the chair. If Zhuo Rumeng had no choice, Zhiyue might not be able to rescue his junior brother if he came.

On a building not far away, Su Xiaoxiao had a rare smile on her face.

"What are you doing?"

Opposite Su Xiaoxiao was a man with an ordinary appearance, but whenever anyone saw him, he would be attracted by those eyes.

Those eyes seemed like a brilliant galaxy, making people unable to move away at first glance.

"I'm curious, I'm not surprised if you want to kill someone, but I'll be surprised if I save someone. I want to see if that Jiang Yunhe has three heads and six arms." The man chuckled, his face full of curiosity.

"What's more, I've seen that girl Zhiyue, too. She's so angry... You two fall in love with the same man, and they're so weak, I think it's quite interesting."

This man is Feng Heng, the first master of the younger generation of the Xingxiang Sect, and also the first master of the younger generation of the Wansheng Kingdom.

Most people think that even if such a master is not Leng Ruofro, he will definitely be extremely arrogant.

Anyone who saw this young man with a curious look and ordinary appearance would not have thought that he was Feng Heng.

The main reason is that when most people hear the name Feng Heng, they will think that this person must be very handsome...

"I am different from that stupid woman! That stupid woman is so heart-to-heart." Su Xiaoxiao's expression became even more dissatisfied, her attitude was very firm, and we were different.

"You owe a favor to save him..." Feng Heng smiled.

"That's another reason." Su Xiaoxiao snorted coldly. The guy in front of her was really annoying.

Feng Heng chuckled, said nothing more, and looked at a middle-aged Taoist priest standing in front of the window with a turtle-backed and crane-shaped beard like a halberd, like an iron tower.

"It's a bit interesting. If no one pointed it out, it would be hard to notice. I looked at it for so long before I could see a clue. The person who set up this formation was really amazing. Even Senior Sikong of the Astrology Sect may not be able to be more clever."

"Can it be broken?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Feng Heng glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, with a smile in his eyes.

You also said that you are different from Zhiyue?

"This formation is mainly hidden. If I am not mistaken, this formation is mainly internal rather than external. In other words, what is this formation blocking something?" said Taoist Qingshan.

"It should be able to break it in three days."

With the words of Taoist Qingshan, Zhuo Rumeng on the street opened her eyes with a hint of joy in her eyes.

"I know how this formation broke."

Zhuo Rumeng turned his head and looked somewhere and sang: "Master Qingshan, please help me."

Su Xiaoxiao sneered.

Taoist Qingshan suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Miss from the Zhuo family..."

As a master of formation, seeing such a clever method is naturally happy to see the hunt. The most important thing is to break it a little by little, as if playing chess with the master who set up this formation, mainly lies in the process.

There was a cheating girl who had no process and got the answer directly.

Feng Heng smiled even more interestingly.

...

Jiang Yunhe spit out a long white air towards the Chaoyang, and shot out several feet long.

The remnant soul of Qinglin is next door, and Jiang Yunhe still hasn't fallen into his daily homework.

After a few years, it has become a habit.

However, he left some thoughts on the outside world. At this time, the sun had already emerged. If the old ghost Qinglin dared to attack him while he was practicing, it would be great.

You can save a lot of effort.

Unfortunately, the old ghost did not show up until the end of his practice. I guess he really couldn't leave the Netherworld Stone one foot away.

After finishing the morning class, Jiang Yunhe took out a chair from the house and sat outside, basking in the sun and eating fruits, without seeing any nervousness.

Jiang Yunhe was still a little nervous inside.

After doing it, I have calculated it all night, and no matter how I calculate it, I will make it bigger.

But this is a battle of souls. I have never experienced it. Even if there is no problem with the calculation, I still dare not be careless.

It was not until noon, when the sun was at its strongest, that Jiang Yunhe bounced up from the chair and controlled the Yin-Yang Shuttle to knock out the Nether Stone from the room.

When the Nether Stone rolled into the center of the yard, Jiang Yunhe held it in his hand and sensed it carefully.

Although it was noon, the Nether Stone felt cold, as if there was something to suck it in.

Before Jiang Yunhe could find a way to penetrate his soul, Qinglin's soul could not wait to plunge into Jiang Yunhe's body.

"Boy, the power of pure yang can indeed suppress me at noon, but so what? Even if I only have one residual soul left and is suppressed by 30%, it is not something you, a junior in the Qihai Realm, can compete with.

What can you do if you are cautious? Strength is strength. No matter how much you do, you can't change anything. At most, I'll just take more trouble.

I will take this body..."

Qinglin's remnant soul was ecstatic and crashed into Jiang Yunhe's sea of ​​consciousness, and then he saw a giant with a height of 100 feet and a golden body, with light blooming like a sun.

"How is it possible, you, a junior in Qihai Realm, have such a solid soul? You...you..."

"That's right, I have merged with the soul of a real human realm god..." The golden figure, who was so tall, chuckled and grabbed it with his big hand.

...

A moment later, a golden color rolled in Jiang Yunhe's sea of ​​consciousness. When all these changes stopped, the golden color condensed again 30%.

Jiang Yunhe opened his eyes and sighed slightly.

In the end, there was only one residual soul left in a generation of real people, and they were not even sane, otherwise they would not have been so stupid.

Now, even that remnant soul is gone and completely disappeared.

After regret, Jiang Yunhe smiled again on his face.

The risk this time is actually not great. Even if I enter the house on the first day and get captured by this remnant soul, I may not lose.

This residual soul is really too weak, and it can be said that one of ten is not left.

It was because I was too cautious that I had delayed so many days.

Of course, Jiang Yunhe did not regret it at all. No matter how cautious his life is, it is not an exaggeration to be cautious.

But I have gained a lot. Not to mention the real person’s belongings, I can be considered a rich generation.

And after he dispersed Qinglin's remnant soul, his soul became 30% stronger. Not to mention the memories that the true spirit in the remnant soul got from it in his junior year.

Although it is not Qinglin's entire memory, it contains most of the other party's insights in practice. After all, these things are the most unforgettable and indelible.

The insights of a real person in practice are the same as those of his own practice, and these are not comparable to those of some external objects.

Not to mention whether you can beat a real person, you should know that in the outside world, even if your soul is destroyed, the true spirit will be immediately taken away by heaven and earth. It is almost impossible to gain the insights of others by devouring the true spirit of others.

Even real people can't do it.

Only this time did Qinglin's remnant soul be trapped here for thousands of years, and was exhausted little by little in time, and even the true spirit could not escape, and he broke into his soul in order to seize the body, which made him get such a benefit.

Jiang Yunhe stretched his waist, put away the Netherworld Stone, and returned to the house again, and saw a round mirror on the wall.

Previously, this space was controlled by Qinglin, and the center used to control this place naturally would not appear.

Jiang Yunhe hit it according to the magic trick in his memory, and suddenly felt a wisp of his soul drilling into the mirror, just like controlling a magic weapon, and he needed to divide a wisp of soul.

The soul of ordinary Qihai Realm cultivators is weak, and at most they can divide a wisp of soul to attach to the magic weapon.

A monk who has just entered the Yuanmen Realm can attach two pieces, while a monk who is at the peak of the Yuanmen Realm can attach four pieces.

Although Jiang Yunhe is in Qihai Realm, he can also attach four pieces.

Of course, due to the limitations of spiritual power, even if you activate a magic weapon, you cannot do your best.

After Jiang Yunhe controlled the mirror, everything in this space was immediately known to him. As his heart moved, the scenery outside appeared on the mirror.

Zhuo Rumeng sat on a chair with expressionless hands in her arms.

Next to her was Pei Yin, Xu Haoqing and others with anxiety on their faces.

In addition, there is a burly Taoist priest with a tortoise-backed and crane-shaped figure who is tying his fingers.

As Jiang Yunhe thought about it.
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