After a long time, Leng Peiran exhaled like orchid and said softly: "Husband, don't let people laugh at me."

Ye Ning smiled "haha" and deliberately kissed Leng Peiran on the cheek and said, "Don't worry, Brother Sang is not an outsider. Oh, by the way, what are your gains in seclusion this time?"

A few years ago, Ye Ning appeared in an unpopular magical power called "Soul Forbidden Technique" from a large number of strange things handed over by the disciples of the Disillusionment Sect. After some research, he found that this technique might be able to solve the problem of the soul of the Water Spirit God who lives in Leng Peiran's sea of ​​consciousness. So Leng Peiran began a seclusion for several years.

After hearing Ye Ning's question, Leng Peiran looked ashamed and said helplessly: "Although the soul forbidden art has been successfully practiced, it has not been able to deal with the soul of the Water Spirit God in the sea of ​​consciousness as my husband thought."

Ye Ning was disappointed, but had to force her to have sex with her and comforted her: "You don't have to worry, it will be solved sooner or later."

Leng Peiran smiled and said, "But, it's not a single gain. Husband, do you want to give it a try?"

"OK."

Before Ye Ning finished speaking, he suddenly felt an extremely strange force attacking his sea of ​​consciousness, as if a thick and greasy mist completely enveloped the sea of ​​consciousness. In an instant, Ye Ning felt a sense of being at a loss. Although this mysterious power could only affect one breath, the battle between masters was enough to determine life and death in one breath!

Sang Zhangxiang also felt it. He frowned and said, "What a strange power! Some are similar to the Supreme Blood Soul Path, but they are different; if you feel carefully, there are some shadows of the power of reincarnation, so strange."

Ye Ning said: "Yes, you can use it as a killer weapon. Unfortunately, this technique is so complicated to practice. Even if I do, it will take me three years."

Leng Peiran smiled and said, "Okay, husband, knowing that you are powerful, don't laugh at me. You know, it took me six or seven years to practice this technique."

Ye Ning glanced at Leng Peiran, who had cleared a lot, felt extremely distressed and said, "If I had made you suffer, I wouldn't have let you waste your time if I had known this technique was useless."

"How could that happen?" Leng Peiran smiled and said, "As long as I can be by my husband's side, I will do anything."

Sang Zhangxiang laughed "haha" and said, "Wow, it's so stingy."

"Is it stingy? I don't think so. Good wife, let me say another sentence."

Leng Peiran smiled shyly, but she refused to say anything.

After joking, Ye Ning said seriously: "Brother Sang, I don't know if it can be solved by starting with the pill? No matter what, I don't want Xiao Ran to endure the torture!"

Sang Zhangxiang thought hard and said, "The problem involving souls has always been very complicated and extremely difficult to solve. However, I once heard from the elders of the clan that there is a pill called the Spirit-Destroying Immortal Pill, which may work."

"Spiritual Destroying Immortal Pill?"

"No," Sang Zhangxiang explained: "In the early days, after the monk fell unexpectedly, his relatives and friends would help find a suitable body and let him take the body. If the soul power of the body is extremely strong, he must take the Spirit-Destroying Immortal Pill to assist. According to records, after a great saint fell, his teacher and student captured a third-grade immortal king who matched his spiritual roots for him to take the body! That disciple, with the assistance of the Spirit-Destroying Immortal Pill, made the soul of a third-grade immortal king to ashes and successfully seized the body! And, the disciple directly broke through the bottleneck and advanced to the First-grade Immortal Lord!"

Ye Ning was shocked and said, "What happened?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!