Zong Shou felt at this moment, as if he was the whole person, in the flames.

The pure and fierce sun fire is an excellent external force for refining the Yuan soul. However, unless it is the top spiritual cultivator, the Yuan souls of other monks will be scattered as soon as they are shining by the fierce sun.

Therefore, most monks practice before the Yang Recovery Period with the moonlight whose power has been reduced countless times as supplemented by the moonlight.

The reflection of moonlight with the bronze mirror can also bring about solar essence, which is several layers weaker than moonlight. This is a solution that was only six thousand years later. Relying on the technique of illuminating the soul of the sky mirror, the person who created this technique can finally rise step by step with his ordinary qualifications and almost reach the peak of spiritual masters.

In the era when the sects survived, this method had spread everywhere and was known to almost everyone.

However, at that time, the spiritual energy of all directions was weak and there were very few spiritual masters who could achieve something.

At this moment, this method can make up for the shortcomings of the Great Method of Swallowing Tianyuanhua.

The bronze mirror is blurry and the reflection is not too strong. The moonlight is like water, and the glow is also extremely cold.

However, the rays of sect's soul immediately shone into the smoke and fog, and the rest also vibrated violently.

As soon as it was almost destroyed, nine wisps of sandalwood suddenly rose below and green smoke wrapped the Yuan soul of Zongshou, making it stable again.

"It's so hot! It seems that the whole person is about to burn. Fortunately, this time, I didn't ask for it. I prepared sandalwood incense to stabilize the soul. Hey! This six-sided bronze mirror is like this. But I don't know how painful it will be for the real sky mirror soul-catching technique? I really underestimated those spirit masters before-"

The real technique of illuminating the soul of the sky mirror is the "Light Mirror" that appeared in later generations as a magic weapon, which can be said to be a must-see.

And just six-sided bronze mirrors are just the minimum requirement to condense the sun's essence fire. But even so, it makes Zong Shou feel like his soul melts under the moonlight.

Mid-hour is the time when the sun's essence fire is weakest, and it will rise step by step again after two quarters of an hour.

Zong Shou did not dare to delay any more, and used his consciousness to control himself. The seeds of the true soul that had just condensed rushed into the center of the sun's essence fire.

Then the impurities that mixed into his soul with his Yuan-Swallowing Technique continued to turn into a slight smoke and rose and disappeared. Even if the rest of the parts were completely merged with his soul.

It was not until this "seed" had no other colors, and the deep purple was shining like a gem. Zong Shou's soul thoughts sank from behind his head into his body again.

At this moment, Zong Shou felt his five senses suddenly become more than ten times more sensitive. Within a hundred meters, all the leaves and insects were in his control.

Zong Shou didn't care much, knowing that this was a temporary phenomenon after the successful construction of the true soul seed, and it would slowly fade after one night.

I hurriedly took a pill that had been prepared long ago, took a sudden breath and inhaled the nine strands of sandalwood into my lungs. Then the next moment, a severe pain came from the back of my head, and the pain was endless. The muscles of my limbs were also weak and weak.

This is a symptom of excessive loss of Yuanhun, and the price that Tianjing Soul-Surveying Technique must pay. Fortunately, the pills in the abdomen will promptly lift up a hint of coolness. These sandalwood also have the effect of nourishing the soul, which slightly relieves the pain.

After a while, Zong Shou gradually adapted. He placed a blue crystal between his eyebrows and looked at the almost flawless purple light spot inside, and couldn't help but smile in pain.

This time he was willing to take a strange risk and practiced with the Heavenly Mirror Soul-Seeing Technique. Of course, he almost died. However, the gains were far above his expectations.

"If I only talk about the purity, my current Yuanhun is afraid that I cannot compete with those spiritual masters of the "restoring Yang" level? The soul injury will be recovered, and it will take longer, and it will take seven or eight days to recover. Only two months is enough. When the Lingyun Sect opens up, not only the tire wheel can be completed. The spiritual master's cultivation level can also reach the level of concentration of the spirit!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, as the angle of the bright moon in the air shifted, the moonlight reflected in the six-sided bronze mirror slowly deviated.

Zong Shou waited for his physical strength to recover slightly. He stood up and began to clean up the magical instruments and talismans in the room. Not long after he started, a sound came into his ears.

"Brother Yin, although you serve the emperor, you are a human being and a descendant of a famous family. Why should you interfere in the disputes in the Tianshan Mountains? Wouldn't it be better to leave here?"

"Leaving here? Feng Xiao, I don't know who taught you this sentence? Is it Zong Shi, Zong Yang, or the Grandmaster Yuan? The Lord has misread you! I was wondering before, how could that mere Zong Yu know the whereabouts of the prince?"

Zong Shou didn't care much, but when these words were heard, the movement stopped.

Just a little bit of it, you will know where the sound comes from, which is a bridge sixty feet away from this inn.

"This voice is Yin Yang, and I don't know where the other person comes from? Hearing his words, it seems that he is my father's subordinate."

With a raised brow, Zong Shou listened carefully. However, Feng Xiao was silent for a long time before he said in a faint voice. "It is the young master of the Zong Shi. After all, he has died. We people still need to live well. With the ability of the prince, even if they become the demon king of Tianshan, they will only harm him. Brother Yin, why are you so obsessed with it?"

"It's him, Feng Xiao, you have some vision. This trick of killing people with a knife is also good. But I don't know that the young master of Zong is planning to let the prince return to Gantian Mountain and be his puppet. Or do you want the prince to die outside Gantian Mountain?"

Feng Xiao sneered again, and his voice was proud: "My sect young master is known as the Tianhu Zong family. He has been the first genius since he became the king. He was less than twenty years old and had already broken the body wheel and entered the innate realm! He was praised by many elders of the Zong family. He can subdue the Gantian tribes with his own strength, so why do you need any puppets? If you can take the prince far away and fly away from now on, you will not enter the cloud world. The young master is thinking of his brotherhood and can spare his life. But if he is ungrateful, he still wants to plan to become the demon king of Tianshan. Even if the young master is tolerant, he must take his life!"

This time it was Yin Yang's turn to remain silent, and the voice then said, "Brother Yin, the oath you made was to serve Gantian Mountain until death, so why should you hang on a dead tree? Following that sect, what future can you say? I know you want to take the prince to surrender to Lingyun, but in my opinion, Brother Yin may not be able to do this! If you turn to follow my young master, you can still protect the prince--"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yin Yang's sneer: "No need to say it! The different things do not plan for each other. Since I, Yin Yang, have already recognized the prince, I will never turn to others again. I will never regret it if I die! Humph, I am really ashamed to be with you, who are like the ones who are betrayal!"

When the conversation was over, Yin Yang had already left without hesitation.

Zong Shou shook his head slightly and no longer cared about the situation there.

I thought to myself that Yin Yang really didn't know whether he should be loyal or stubborn. In fact, the method Feng Xiao said may not be a solution.

Wouldn’t those words be said completely cut off the way out?

Then I vaguely recalled that after being expelled from Lingyun Mountain, I was supported by Zong Yang and Grandma Yuan as the demon king of Gantian Mountain. After only a few years, I was overthrown by Zong Shi as mentioned by the two.

But when Feng Xiao's tone seemed to have already predicted that the three of them would end up doing Tianshan this time-

interesting!

Zong Shou laughed instead of anger, and deep in his eyes turned into a cold again.
Chapter completed!