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Chapter 1,772 Crush

"You kid, it's really a big luck." The eyes of Qianlong Emperor stared up at Bai Ye's eyes on the size of the eyes, and almost left Harako's big mouth to make a snoring voice: "Yes, good, actually four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four, it's four. It's four.
Zun Er becomes the soul! "
"I promise you that you will never have me as a talent when you are as big as me."
"Who said it? Don't think that the four mutant Tianhun souls are very good, compared with the great emperor, it is still too far away! The great emperor is the talented genius, otherwise it will not achieve the emperor!"
Emperor Long immediately dissatisfied and said with a humming voice.
"Okay, okay, you are the most powerful, so let's explain to me what the Tianhun link is!" Bai Ye chuckled.
The Emperor Qianlong took a look at him and said, "The link of the Soul of the Soul is to integrate the multiple souls born of a person and connect the bridge."
"Integration? Four Soul Souls combined into one?"
"That's not, but although the shape is not in line, it is like one." The Emperor Qianlong laughed: "The Tianhunqiao connection is not a way, but a unique soul cultivation spell created by the great emperor."
"Are you original?"
"Yes, this one is the only one, and there is no other place to learn." Emperor Qianlong raised his head and said proudly: "You should feel lucky. You awakened the four heavenly souls and met the greatest emperor in the Nine Soul Continent.
Those who are strong, you are destined to be ordinary in this life! "
"How can you boast so much?"
"Blade? It is your kid ignorance, stinky boy, you will know if the emperor is bragging!"
The Emperor Qianlong hummed: "You first stabilize the mind, temporarily close the four souls, and you cannot overflow the a little soul."
Although Bai Ye was suspicious, knowing that Qianlong would not harm himself, he did what he said, stabilized, and closed the Soul of the Heavenly Soul.
"Swarn the soul power."
Bai Yezhao was done, and the pores on the body immediately overflowed a lot of pure soul power. However, the Soul of the Soul did not continue to supply. After these souls were dispersed, Bai Ye had no half -soul power, like an ordinary person without soul cultivation.
"Let the heavenly souls, classify them as the beginning, find common ground, try to integrate these coexistences, and achieve the purpose of connecting the heavenly souls..."
Bai Ye's expression became serious and he did as he did step by step.
After the sky soul is empty, it is really easy to find the commonality, but the characteristics of the four souls are very different. They have their own advantages. Even if they find commonality, it is extremely common in common. Most of the heavenly souls have.
"How to connect?" Bai Ye asked.
"Try to urge the second Soul of the Soul by urging the first Soul."
"The soul veins of each heavenly soul are different. If you do this, the second heavenly soul will not have soul power." Bai Ye shook his head.
"You try to do it."
Seeing Qianlong insisting, Bai Ye didn't refute and followed it.
But soon, he shook his head: "It's useless."
"If it is useless, then do it, do it constantly, use the way to urge the first day soul to urge the second day soul, and then urge the third day soul by the next day.
The fourth heavenly soul, the fourth heavenly soul urges the first heavenly soul! Do you understand?"
Bai Ye nodded. Although he didn't know the intention, he still did it patiently.
Obviously, the Links of the Soul of the Soul could not be completed overnight. One person and one beast entered the town town town, but Bai Ye did not drink, and continued to urge, but there was no response in the four souls, and there was no trace of soul power in the soul.
Bai Ye closed his eyes tightly and continued to find the rules, while Emperor Qianlong kept pouring wine on the side and drank it comfortably.
This sitting is a full three -day kung fu.
Three days later, the brain flashed, and Bai Ye seemed to capture something, caught in a deep exploration.
A heavenly soul is like a world. Bai Ye used to think that the heavenly soul is just a line that bridges the nine heavens and the body. Through this line, the soul masters master the power of the heavenly soul and can see through the mystery and mystery of the nine heavens.
God's will, but this so -called line is far from as simple as those who are imagined by souls.
What Qianlong taught is to find the rules of it by finding all the soul souls.
Nine Heavens?
Suddenly, Bai Ye's whole body was shocked, and his spirit suddenly wandered in the ninth level of heaven.
Yes, it is soul power. Even if each heavenly soul generates soul power differently and the soul attributes of each heavenly soul are different, the soul power of all heavenly souls comes from the ninth level of heaven, which is a common nature.
, a common feature.
"A chopstick is easy to break, but a chopstick is hard and unbreakable."
Emperor Qianlong, who was drinking and burping, said casually.
Bai Ye heard the sound, but it seemed to be opened in my heart.
This enlightenment has passed for another seven days. Even if the tavern is closed, Bai Ye has never left. The souls who often come to the tavern have pointed out. There are many discussions.
"Who said this guy? I have been sitting here for seven days, just like death, motionless."
"What is the ugly eight monster next to it? I really can drink it. I see at least a hundred altars in a hundred altars. The belly is the same as a barrel!"
"The owner of the tavern can make a profit. I don’t know how much the wine is the best soul stone for these seven days."
Until the eighth day, Bai Ye's body overflowed a light light, and a ray of golden light rose up, and it shocked the tavern.
Breakthrough?
This halo is the Martial Soul Realm!
"It's almost done?"
The Emperor Qianlong, who was drinking so dark, laughed.
"Um."
Bai Ye nodded, opened his eyes, and the spiritual light in his pupils continued to stir.
"What are the plans?"
"Go to Feihuang Pavilion, some of my sister and brother are there, how about you?"
"Continue to practice."
"That's good." Bai Ye waved: "Boss, pay."
"Hey, guest officer, a total of 172 best soul stones."
"More than a hundred superb soul stones?" Bai Ye's mouth twitched, turned his head and stared at Qianlong.
"Boy, I taught you so much, please drink me a drink, but you can't divide it?"
"But!"
The corner of Bai Ye's mouth is slightly raised, take out a ring.
Emperor Qianlong's eyes were straight when he saw it.
That was Lang Tianya's storage ring. As the overlord of the Clan Domain and the master of Tianxia Peak, his ring was a mountain of gold.
Bai Ye took out two hundred soul stones, and then got up to leave. When the Qianlong Emperor saw this, he immediately posted it, and he laughed.
"Although that Lang Tianya is no different from an ant in the eyes of this emperor, there is no good thing in his ring, so let me show it."
"What can you do with an ant thing? As the emperor, are you so spineless?" Bai Ye glared.
"What does it mean to have no qi? I just look at it." The Emperor Qianlong snorted.
Bai Ye smiled at his head, shook his head, took out a bunch of materials from the ring, and lost it.
"Take it."
"Oh? So refreshing?"
"I left some materials to make the machine. The others are useless. You can use them to compensate you for the losses you had saved me before."
"Oh, count your kid still a little conscience."
Qianlong said that Meizi was closed.
...
...
Feihuang Pavilion.
Birds and flowers, surrounded by green trees, these colorful worlds are like Wonderland on earth.
Every disciple of Feihuang Pavilion is dressed brightly. It has been moisturized by the sound of natural sounds for a long time. The value of the face has continued to rise.
On the southeast side of Feihuang Pavilion, in front of a waterfall, several brightly dressed disciples were sitting in front of the waterfall that looked like silver dragons and played tea. They all had extraordinary temperaments, like immortals.
A burst of fairy sounds float towards the Quartet, which attracts the pic -butterfly, and the scene is beautiful.
A handsome man with a red sleeve in white stands on the big stone, facing the waterfall, blowing a jasper flute, the flute sounds like empty valley orchids, and the smells are intoxicated.
A song, the disciples around them were still intoxicated, and could not return to God for a long time.
"This immortal flowing water is mysterious, the song is profound, the aftertaste is endless, the aftertaste is wonderful! Wonderful!"
"Senior Brother Lian's level of elegance is getting higher and higher!"
The disciples of Feihuang Pavilion around him immediately praised him.
"Dear juniors and sisters are praised. Compared with the seniors and sisters of the same school, it is still much worse."
Lian Canghuang put away the flute and smiled. Although she said that, the pride and complacent in her eyes remained unabated.
"Brother is too humble! In your rhythm, it contains both deep souls that are difficult to analyze and there are essences in it. Just when you listen, you will make people enter the artistic conception and it is difficult to extricate yourself."
"Dear sisters and sisters, don't want to laugh at me."
Lian Cang Huang smiled slightly, and his eyes were more and more prosperous.
"who?"
At this moment, a female disciple suddenly drank a low, and everyone looked at the road.
I saw a group of strange figures carefully walking out of the big tree by the road.
"oh?"
The female disciple glanced at the person coming and snorted coldly: "Who am I? So it's you? Didn't you tell you? Just stay in the house arranged for you, don't run around, if you disturb me
The senior brothers and sisters in the sect are practicing, can you afford it??”
Those people looked a little ugly and speechless.
These are the disciples of the Longyuan Sect. With the help of Yinxueyue, they successfully entered Feihuang Pavilion and were protected by Feihuang Pavilion. Originally, everyone wanted to calm down and practice happily, waiting for news from Tianxia Peak and the Mo family.
Unexpectedly, the sound of nature sounds emitted by the disciples of Feihuang Pavilion when they were practicing came everywhere. They could not control them at all and were always attracted by these wonderful sounds.
"Sorry... the sound of the flute just now was so nice. We... we really can't help it..." The disciple of Yilongyuan Sect whispered.
"You who are humble also knows the song?"
Lian Cang Huang signs a smile.
"The humble people?" The disciples of Long Yuan changed their color.
"Isn't it?" Lian Canghuang raised his eyebrows. Before he could speak, the disciple of Feihuang Pavilion next to him spoke: "Your Longyuan Sect has been destroyed by the Tianxia Peak, and the elders of the sect are no longer there. The Longyuan Sect has been destroyed in name only. You are not
What is the humble person? If you are not the audio master and the adult Jiuxin, how can you enter my sacred place? "
"Without our Feihuang Pavilion, you died early!"
"We say you are a humble person, you are!"
The disciples of Feihuang Pavilion cheered, all toes are tall.
Everyone's face turned pale and their eyes were red.
"How? Do you want to do it?"
Lian Cang Huang's eyes were stunned, and the flute in his hand got a flower, and a mysterious momentum spread from the flute.
"Just because you want to fight with Senior Brother Lian? Do you know what Senior Brother Lian is? Not long ago, he was a genius who received the order of the first sect of the Wanxiang Sect! You can't beat Senior Brother Lian's finger together!"
A disciple hummed.
"You guys are so bullying!"
A Longyuan disciple couldn't help it anymore, so he was going to run away and collided.
But the next second, one hand pressed on his shoulder.
"Master Chen, don't be impulsive!"
The hoarse sound sounded.
Chapter completed!
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