Xu Yi was dazzled by what he heard and glared, "Why is it that in the late stage of Soul Sensing, at its peak, the story is told so briefly?"
The Ghost Lord said coldly, "After surviving the Small Yin Tribulation, I have never heard of anyone arriving in this world. The most powerful people in this world are only Yao Junchi, King Jiang Bai, Fan Mo Ke, Zhan Tianzi, Dao Yan and a few others. They are all in the middle stage of soul sensing, and most of them reached the middle stage of soul sensing ten years ago. I have never heard of anyone who has successfully survived the Small Yin Tribulation."
"In this case, if you want me to analyze in detail the wonders of the late stage of soul sensing to the peak of soul sensing, I am willing but also powerless."
"This is excellent. If the ghost master hadn't taught me such a secret, where would I have heard it?"
Xu Yi solemnly clasped his fists and said, "I don't know how I am in this situation. Please give me some advice from the Ghost Lord."
Although the three souls and seven souls are mysterious, Xu Yi is more concerned about his current strange situation.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost Master's face immediately became embarrassed, "I have never heard of your situation even after living for hundreds of years. You might as well ask something else."
"I want to know how the ghost emperor's resentment was formed?"
Xu Yi couldn't understand the ghost master's thoughts. He wished he could walk into a dead end.
The Ghost Lord glanced at him and said coldly, "The Ghost Emperor chooses the right person to die when he is possessed and reborn. The seven souls have not yet been dispersed. After using the secret method to possess him, the ghost can actually pull the seven souls, so he can be like a normal person." Ordinary survival and practice. Since it is not one's own body after all, the Yin soul can sense the seven souls through secret methods, but the seven souls cannot sense the Yin soul. The rich evil spirit cannot be liquefied, and in the end it will only form a stillborn fetus. In other words, the seven souls are contained by the resentment fetus. The body is dead.”
"No matter how many bodies the Ghost King changes, no matter how he cultivates, he will always have resentments when he reaches the final level. Frustrated, he laments the injustice of heaven, even if he is reborn ten times. What's the use? In the end, the resentment is hard to resolve. , the soul disappears and the Tao disappears.”
The ghost master talked for a long time, but Xu Yi could only hold on to one point because the body and soul were not the same owner. The seven souls and the Yin Hun are not in harmony, the Seven Souls are shaken and unable to sense the Yin Hun, and eventually they all become resentful.
Xu Yi was convinced that he was the same as the Ghost Emperor because of this reason. Eventually, resentment developed.
But according to the condition of the Ghost Emperor, the seven souls were contained in a stillborn fetus, and his body had lost its chakras and entered a state of death. How could he still live normally without losing his true energy and evil spirit?
Xu Yi couldn't guess clearly, but he had a vague feeling that it was related to the gray sun in his sea of qi. Just then, the sun exploded. No more, no less, exactly seven light points were exploded. In the end, it was these seven light points that squeezed each other and eventually formed a resentment. Those seven light points were probably the Seven Souls, but how could the Seven Souls form? A sun hovering over the air sea?
Xu Yi's brain was turned into a mess, and he still had no clue.
The Ghost Lord said coldly, "You will not die even if you form a grudge. God has already treated you favorably, so what else do you ask for? That's all, I can't afford to spend time with you, so what questions do you have. If I know it, I will tell you. No matter what, if there is no doubt, let’s just say goodbye.”
The ghost master didn't bother to care about how Xu Yi was in this situation. He only knew about the talent in front of him. Just give it up and just want to make this person's vow come true and leave.
"Can a complaining fetus be saved?"
Xu Yi blurted out and asked, then regretted it. If the ghost master knew about it, the ghost emperor would not have to reincarnate for ten lives.
Sure enough, the ghost master looked up to the sky and laughed, "It is a murderous intention to complain about the fetus. If you abandon it with resentment, how can you save it? How about this, you give all your treasures to me, and I will make a solemn oath to protect you for the rest of your life!" "
"Fuck you uncle, you want to bury me before I'm completely dead, so get out of here!"
Xu Yi was furious.
After a lot of hard work, he originally wanted to improve his cultivation to another level, but unexpectedly he became a useless person. He was depressed and made Xu Yi almost crazy. The ghost master rushed to ask for the treasure, which suddenly made Xu Yi feel angry. ignite.
"If you don't give it, you won't give it. Why get angry?"
The Ghost Lord actually found inexplicable pleasure and fought with Xu Yi. He had always been so angry that the Three Corpse Gods jumped. This time, the situation was finally reversed.
However, just words had the upper hand, how could he eliminate the hatred in the ghost master's heart? He suddenly thought of a clever plan to use waste, "The way of heaven circulates, and retribution is not good. In the battle of Canglong Mountain, you turned into a scar-faced Taoist. How many people died in the battle?" The talented and dignified ancestors of the soul-sensing stage have all been killed by your hands, but you can still survive such a natural disaster, what regrets do you have?"
Xu Yi was disheartened and too lazy to quarrel with him. He took out the quiet fire bottle that he had prepared earlier and pointed it at the fire bird, which had shrunk to the size of a fist. Just as he was about to remove the bottle cap with the Eight Trigrams characters printed on it, the Ghost Master grabbed it with his palm. The bottle of static fire fell directly into his hand, but when he peeled off the cork, an inexplicable suction force appeared. The wings of the fist-sized firebird vibrated, successfully broke away from the ground, turned into a flame, and flew into the bottle with a whoosh.
There was a crisp sound, and the cork squeezed into the mouth of the bottle.
The ghost master laughed and said, "I have been searching for several months, but I have never found this quiet fire bottle. I didn't expect to find it with you today. My hard work has not been in vain."
The ghost master had discovered the goblin fire a few months ago, but he didn't have a way to collect it or a treasure in a costume, so he used it to lure Xu Yi.
He just waited for Xu Yi to arrive and killed them without hesitation, and never thought of letting Xu Yi take away any bit of goblin fire.
Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened, and he was unable to hold Xu Yi, allowing most of the goblin's fire to be consumed.
The only thing that gave him some comfort was that the greedy Xu wanted to take away the pot even after he was full, but in the end he fulfilled his ghost master's wish.
"Old ghost, what do you mean?"
As soon as Xu Yi had an idea, he grabbed the mourning stick and the blood river flag.
The Ghost Lord sneered and said, "I have worked hard for a long time and dropped a bottle of goblin fire. Isn't it too much?"
Indeed, there was nothing he could do to stop Xu Yi, but Xu Yi couldn't even think of hurting him. Not to mention that Xu Yi had become a useless person at this moment. Even before, his ghost master's figure was erratic and he came and went without a trace. How could Xu Yi be able to control him. At this moment, Xu Yi has become resentful and has no abilities, so the ghost master is naturally not afraid of him.
As for the audio-visual ball recording the secret of the imperial mausoleum, after he answered all Xu Yi's doubts, Xu Yi's vow was fulfilled. He, the ghost master, was not afraid of Xu Yi going back on his word.
I swear in my heart, no, this little thief has formed a grudge and will never be able to make progress in his life. He will encounter inner demons, so what use does my heart swear to him? God, thief, I...
At this thought, the ghost master was so frightened that he almost dispersed. He stared at Xu Yi with eyes full of hatred. He threw the bottle of static fire towards Xu Yi Biao, and then let out a shocking roar, and the surrounding rocks exploded into powder.
"Howl, you dare to be worse than me?"
Xu Yi scolded feebly and put the bottle of static fire into the Sumeru ring. To be continued.
