The several elders from the Soul Clan brought Ding Xiaoyi to a simple courtyard.
Ding Xiaoyi felt that Ye Qingqing's soul clone was imprisoned.
He looked at the old soul clan man in confusion.
But the faces of the elders from the soul race didn't show much emotion.
An old man explained to Ding Xiaoyi:
"This soul clone should belong to your friend. Do you know how much soul power this soul clone requires?"
Ding Xiaoyi was also stunned when he heard the old soul clan man's question.
"Can't the soul clones of the soul clan be condensed at will? A soul clone doesn't require much soul power."
Ding Xiaoyi replied puzzledly to the old soul clan man.
He felt that this was a unique ability of the Soul Clan.
Unlike ordinary practitioners, Yuan Shen cannot condense Yuan Shen clones.
"You, your friend is so kind to you. This soul clone uses up almost half of her soul power. Because her cultivation level cannot allow him to condense the soul clone."
The old man from the soul clan said to Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he was stunned.
The cold face came to mind, and the face that was lukewarm towards him began to become clear.
He did not expect that Ye Qingqing's condensation of this soul clone would actually consume so much soul power.
"This silly girl",
Ding Xiaoyi's heart felt slightly warm, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Now Ye Qingqing is missing. He thought Ye Qingqing would be in this bungalow area.
But what he didn't expect was that the soul-inducing bell only found Ye Qingqing's soul clone.
However, Ye Qingqing's true body was not found, and he was slightly worried.
"Senior, has the leader of the Night Clan come to see you?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked the old soul clan man again,
He could feel the aura of Wuyou in this house.
His soul blended with Ye Wuyou’s soul,
And their bodies also merged,
He was very sensitive to Ye Wuyou's scent.
The old men had strange expressions on their faces, but they looked at Ding Xiaoyi without saying a word.
"Did something happen to Chief Ye?"
Ding Xiaoyi asked another soul clan old man.
He vaguely felt that something might have happened to Ye Wuyou, otherwise why would the expressions of these soul clan elders be so serious.
"Actually, nothing happened to the clan leader. She just went to look for the soul clan's artifact."
An old man from the soul clan replied quietly to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned, but he had never heard of any other artifacts from the Soul Clan.
Based on his understanding of the Soul Clan,
He only knew that the Soul Clan's skills and soul were different from those of ordinary practitioners. Why did the Soul Clan produce another divine weapon?
"This is the soul-suppressing artifact of my soul clan. It's called the soul-suppressing tower. This artifact has been lost by the soul clan for many years. No one in my soul clan has found this artifact."
"The decline of the soul clan is also related to the loss of this artifact. I don't know how many years it has been since the artifact was lost.
Generation after generation of clan leaders of our soul clan have made it their lifelong mission to find the soul-suppressing tower. "
An old man from the soul clan explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Soul Tower, what kind of artifact is this?"
This was the first time that Ding Xiaoyi heard the name Soul Suppressing Tower, and this Soul Suppressing Tower was also the Soul Clan’s clan-suppressing artifact.
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We don't know what power it has. Chief Ye only stayed here for a few days and then left. As for where Patriarch Ye has gone, I have no idea. "
An old soul clan man showed a bitter smile on his face and explained to Ding Xiaoyi.
When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but feel melancholy in his heart.
He had missed Ye Wuyou, and he didn't know if they were destined to meet again.
"Senior, can youfind her true identity?"
Ding Xiaoyi pointed at the soul clone that was imprisoned by Ye Qingqing, and he asked the group of soul clan elders.
"Of course you can find it, but you have to use the soul-inducing bell in your hand."
An old man from the Soul Clan replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"That's very good. Can you trouble me, senior, to find its true form? I think she may be in danger."
Ding Xiaoyi had a vague premonition of uneasiness, and he spoke to the old soul clan man again.
"It doesn't matter, as long as its true form is still in the imperial capital, we can find it."
An old man from the soul clan comforted Ding Xiaoyi.
The soul-inducing bell in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was handed over to an old man from the soul clan.
The old soul clan man took the exquisite silver bell,
He gently shook the silver bell, and a crisp ringing sounded.
The soul power in the hand of another old soul clan man surged towards Ye Qingqing's soul clone, and the restriction that restrained Ye Qingqing's soul clone immediately shattered.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at that cold figure, and he couldn't help but feel a stab of pain in his heart.
Something must have happened to Ye Qingqing, otherwise why didn't she come to find him.
"Whoosh" sound,
Ye Qingqing's soul clone turned into a stream of light and got into the soul-inducing bell.
The old soul clan man holding the soul-inducing bell quickly pinched the soul seal with his right hand, and the soul seals were submerged into the soul-inducing bell.
A few breaths later, a dancing butterfly flew from the soul-inducing bell.
"You can follow this soul butterfly to find its original location. This soul clone has consumed too much soul power and can no longer track its location."
The old soul clan man injected several soft soul powers into the soul-inducing bell, and the dancing butterfly shadow flew out of the courtyard.
"Thank you, senior. The junior will go look for friends first. When you find the junior's friends, you will come back to express your gratitude to the senior."
Ding Xiaoyi's figure echoed in the courtyard, but his figure had disappeared.
Watching Ding Xiaoyi disappear
In the vast darkness, the faces of the soul clan elders showed complicated expressions.
"Old man, do you want to tell this kid where the patriarch is?"
An old soul clan man couldn't help but asked.
"Oh, just let it be. If this boy and the clan leader are destined to meet, they will definitely meet. If they are destined, even if they tell him, they will not be able to meet."
The eyes of the soul clan old man called Lao Ba shone with wisdom, and he said faintly to another soul clan old man beside him.
"Yes, the patriarch said that if this kid needs help, let us try our best to help him. But I think this kid is pretty good, but I don't know what the patriarch is thinking."
Another old man from the Soul Clan said gossiping again.
"Well, if it weren't for the Soul Suppression Tower, I think this guy would be a good match for the clan leader. If the Soul Suppression Tower falls into the hands of others, it will be a fatal blow to our Soul Clan."
"Our soul clan will be enslaved by another clan again. The clan leader has no choice this time."
Another old man from the Soul Clan said:
There was both worry and expectation in their eyes.
Little did Ding Xiaoyi know that his identity had long been discovered by these soul clan elders.
Moreover, the affair between him and Ye Wuyou was also exposed by these elders from the soul clan.
If he heard this, he would be so embarrassed that he would crawl in through every crack in the ground.
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It's just that he didn't hear the conversation of this group of soul elders at this moment. He followed the soul-preserving butterfly and flew into the distance.
That soul butterfly is not very fast;
This is a soul butterfly the size of a normal butterfly with a soft light. To outsiders, it looks like an ordinary butterfly.
But Ding Xiaoyi knew that this soul butterfly was his hope of finding Ye Qingqing.
He never thought that Ye Qingqing would spend half of her soul power in order to condense this soul clone.
Ye Qingqing looked as cold as ice on her face, with an expression that said she was distant from others.
But he did so much silently.
The soul butterfly flapped its magnetic wings and flew towards the imperial capital, with Ding Xiaoyi following closely behind.
In the dim night, this gracefully flying soul butterfly was particularly conspicuous.
Several figures flew towards this soul butterfly.
They want to catch this soul butterfly,
But a sharp sword energy hit their faces, causing their expressions to change.
Ding Xiaoyi's face looked extremely ugly.
He was looking for Ye Qingqing's soul butterfly and dared to accuse her. He simply didn't know how to live or die.
Ding Xiaoyi is dressed in commoner clothes and has an ordinary appearance.
Naturally, he was not taken seriously by others.
After several flashes of sword light, the masters chasing the soul butterfly had to retreat with pale faces.
"Where did this wonderful treasure come from? Is it the legendary psychic jade butterfly?"
Another hearty laugh reached Ding Xiaoyi's ears, and a burly figure shot out from a distance.
The burly figure ignored Ding Xiaoyi's presence and reached out to grab the soul butterfly.
