Yin evil cave, white jade stone platform.
After a few months, Bing Chen returned here again.
Desolation, loneliness, darkness, and depth. It seems that no matter how much time passes, nothing will change here.
As soon as Shi arrived here, the three girls Qi Yao, Zhong Liwei, and Shui Man felt an instinctive fear in their hearts, and subconsciously moved closer to Bing Chen.
"Son."
Qi Yao gently held Bing Chen's arm, and the uneasiness in her heart eased slightly.
Gently patting Qi Yao's jade hand, Bingchen looked towards the altar and said in a cold voice: "Jin Zhen, the master has arrived and he hasn't come out to see you yet. Do you still need me to invite you?"
His expression was calm but powerful, and his tone refused to be disobeyed. If Bing Chen had said these words at any other time, Qi Yao and the other girls might have laughed. However, at this time, several people could not feel the slightest disrespect, but felt a kind of instinctive awe.
"Why!"
There was a sigh, and then a soul light floated out from the white jade altar, came to Bing Chen, and transformed into a seven or eight-year-old child.
"The old slave has met the young master."
Jin Yi bowed.
"We haven't seen each other for just a few months, and you dare to be so negligent. If I don't come here for a few more days, will you forget who you are?" Bing Chen said in a bad tone.
"I don't dare, this old slave. I followed my master's instructions to guard this place and worked hard. I don't dare to neglect. I hope the young master will learn from it." Jin Yu said with cupped fists.
He looked like a seven or eight-year-old child, but his expression, movements and words were full of maturity. The contradiction between the two made Qi Yao, Zhong Liwei and Shui Man look at each other in confusion.
Bingchen's eyes turned cold, and as soon as his thoughts moved, Jin Yan screamed.
The mark of three flowers appeared between Jin's eyebrows, and it was obvious that one of the petals was missing. A faint amount of soul power overflowed from his body, and the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts made Jin Yan keep rolling and screaming on the ground.
"Young Master, please spare your life, Young Master, please spare your life..."
"I know my mistake, I know my mistake..."
Bing Chen turned a deaf ear, with a sneer on his lips, and a hint of ridicule in his cold eyes.
It was not until a while later, when the three-flower mark between Jin's eyebrows once again lost one petal, and its aura dropped by a large amount, that Bing Chen stopped activating the Blood Soul Seal.
"You think that if you break through to the Shaping Realm, you will have the capital to fight against the blood soul seal? Not to mention your split soul, even if you come here, you can't even think of shaking it." Bing Chen said in an icy voice.
"Young... young master, please calm down, I will never... dare again." Jin Zhen said weakly as he lay on the ground.
"I don't mind if you dare or not. For me, your existence is dispensable. But I still remind you that when the last petal disappears, that's when your soul disappears. As for meeting It's hard to say what impact it will have on you." Bing Chen said coldly and quietly.
Jin Yan's face was dejected, and even the trace of viciousness hidden deep in his eyes was gone. The Blood Soul Seal has a powerful reputation. God knows whether it will really have any impact on him, so he doesn't dare to bet.
"Let me ask you a question." Bing Chen changed the subject and said.
No matter how Jin Peng reacted, Bingchen asked himself: "Jin Peng, do you know him?"
Hearing this, Jin Zhen's expression hesitated for a moment, but then he struggled to get up, bowed and said: "I recognize him, I recognize him, he is my brother."
His eyes were always paying attention to the changes in Bing Chen's expression. When he said this, Jin Yan subconsciously glanced at Zhuo Qianling beside him, and then asked carefully: "What's the problem between Young Master and Jin Yan?"
Bingchen smiled coldly and said, "Do I need to tell you?"
Jin Yu felt aggrieved, secretly cursing himself for asking for trouble, and then fell silent.
After pondering for a moment, and after mentally communicating with Lan Youmeng, Bingchen suddenly stepped forward, held down Jin Yan's head, and said, "Don't resist, or you will die."
Jin Yan was startled for a moment, but the next moment, he felt that he was imprisoned by a soul force, and then his eyes flashed and he disappeared from the place.
When he appeared again, Jin Zhen found himself in a bloody cage, and outside was a vast snowy land.
"Stay here honestly, don't play any tricks, or you will die!" Bingchen's cold voice sounded, and after saying a few words, he no longer paid attention to the situation here.
Jin Yan's eyes were sharp, but when he carefully looked at the surrounding situation, his eyes suddenly showed a look of shock.
...
Looking at Zhong Liwei and Shui Man, Bingchen said: "In the future, you will retreat here until you break through to the state of concentration."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Chen waved his hand, and several Blood Soul Pills were suspended in front of the two women.
Slightly startled, Zhong Liwei opened her mouth slightly, but stopped talking.
"Why, you still can't accept this Blood Soul Pill?" Bing Chen asked.
Looking a little embarrassed, Zhong Liwei lowered her head.
"If you can't accept it, give it to me. Don't force me to feed you personally, otherwise..."
Bing Chen smiled evilly.
Grinding her teeth secretly, Zhong Liwei was secretly angry.
"This Blood Soul Pill is the blood essence of a Yuan Shaping Realm monk. It is much more valuable than those ordinary third-grade pills. If you two were not my exclusive swordsmen now, do you think I would be willing to take it? Come out and feed you."
Hearing this, Shui Man pursed his lips and smiled, bowed slightly to Bing Chen, and said, "Man'er, thank you for the reward." Immediately, Shui Man took a Blood Soul Pill and put it into his mouth. among.
Bing Chen was stunned, while Qi Yao on the side was grinding his teeth secretly.
"Damn goblin, you started seducing my husband again!" Qi Yao cursed in his heart.
"Ahem..."
Bingchen pretended to cough twice to resolve the inexplicable embarrassment, then looked at Zhong Liwei again and said, "Do you really want me to feed you?"
After glaring at Bing Chen, Zhong Liwei grabbed a Blood Soul Pill and swallowed it.
"That's so good." Bing Chen said with a satisfied look.
"If you want to quickly cultivate the Seven-Star Sword Attendant's Blood Evolution Skill, the Blood Soul Pill is indispensable. I can't let you slowly waste time here. I will only give you two months at most. You must break through to the Xuan level. Concentrate.”
Bingchen's tone allowed no refutation or disobedience, which made Zhong Liwei and Shui Man startled, and they became more and more in awe of him.
However, as soon as Bing Chen finished speaking, the domineering look on his expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by that kind of evil smile.
"If you want to truly become my Sword Attendant, your bodies must be contaminated with my aura. You may not be able to accept other methods now, but the only way is to refine the blood soul pills. These blood soul pills have been specially processed by me. The Yuan Power contained in it has been refined by me, and I also added a bit of my essence into it. You can take it into your body to warm it up," Bing Chen said.
Hearing this, Zhong Liwei and Shui Man blushed and quickly lowered their heads.
...
On the white jade altar, Bing Chen and Qi Yao sat opposite each other, their faint blood entangled with each other, completely covering the two of them, showing a hazy atmosphere in this dark environment.
Under the altar, Zhong Liwei and Shui Man were at opposite ends, also surrounded by blood. A faint blood light emanated from their bodies, giving them a bit more allure.
Tens of thousands of spiritual crystals were distributed around a few people, and the spiritual energy that continued to spread made the spiritual energy within a thousand feet very dense, and even began to condense a faint spiritual mist.
After his cultivation was on the right track, Bing Chen opened his eyes. In his busy schedule, he left all the matters of refining blood soul pills and spiritual power to Qi Yao. Then he made a seal with his hands, and a faint soul power spread out from his body. Within a moment, the shadow of a soul pillar slowly appeared behind him.
The soul power continued to overflow and condense towards the soul pillar. Cold sweat broke out on Bingchen's forehead. It could be seen from his expression that it was extremely difficult for him to think at this time.
After nearly half an hour, the soul pillar that was originally in his conscious world finally appeared outside.
"Master!"
When Bingchen called out, a red light flashed between his eyebrows, turning into the fairy-like jade color of Lan Youmeng.
Pointing her toes, Lan Youmeng rose gracefully and came to the soul pillar.
Making a secret with one hand, a faint soul power surged out, completely covering the soul pillar. The next moment, with Lan Youmeng's soft drink, half of the soul pillar disappeared on the altar. Immediately afterwards, Lan Youmeng turned into a soul light and entered the altar.
Bingchen let out a long breath and was about to wipe the sweat from his forehead when a small hand took a step ahead of him, holding a silk scarf and caressing his forehead.
"Go in with peace of mind, Yaoyao will protect you." Qi Yao said in a gentle tone.
Grabbing Qi Yaoyu's hand, Bingchen gave her a quick kiss and said, "My wife Yaoyao is still considerate."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bingchen's soul turned into a ray of light and entered the altar.
Looking at Bing Chen, Qi Yao was stunned.
"Old...wife..."
Whispering softly, Qi Yao's pretty face turned red and her heart was full of joy.
After secretly glancing at Zhong Liwei and Shui Man, Qi Yao stuck out his little head and quickly pecked Bing Chen on the lips...
...
"What a rich soul power."
As soon as he arrived at the palace inside the altar, Bing Chen exclaimed.
Just outside the altar, the soul power has almost turned into mist, and compared with the outside, it is a world of difference.
"You really came to the right place. It's not in vain. It's not in vain. Hahaha."
Looking at this soul power, Bing Chen giggled, and at the same time he was still planning some inexplicable things in his heart.
"What are you still doing?"
Lan Youmeng's cold voice came, and Bingchen quickly came to his senses and ran over.
In the center of the palace, there was a crack nearly ten feet long, from which billowing soul power continued to leak out, and then was swallowed up by a white jade stone platform carved with complex runes above the crack.
At this time, in the center of the crack, Bingchen's soul pillar was embedded in it, while Lan Youmeng continued to create soul seals under the soul pillar, guiding the overflowing soul power towards the soul pillar.
When Bing Chen saw this, he didn't dare to be lazy. He immediately made a seal and shouted in a low voice: "Take it!"
Hoo ho ho!
The soul power suddenly became chaotic, and within a moment, a strong wind blew up. A suction force spreads from the soul pillar, gathering all the wandering soul power around it.
After a full two hours, Lan Youmeng stopped controlling the soul power. Looking slightly tired, Bingchen quickly stepped forward and gently supported her.
After glaring at Bing Chen, Lan Youmeng turned into a stream of light and flew out of the palace, returning to Bing Chen's eyebrows.
With a nonchalant look on his face, Bingchen subconsciously brought his hand to his nose and sniffed it, showing an intoxicated look on his face.
