"This ...... I'll get back to you. Yu Ling forgot that Xue Qingling was still beside her, to be precise, she ignored her identity as a candidate spirit girl of the Yuan Spirit Clan.

Xue Qingling showed a slightly confused look: "I'm just surprised...... These are the three major spiritual techniques of the Phantom Clan as the foundation of the clan, and it stands to reason that they will never teach outsiders, not to mention that you are still ......"

Yu Ling couldn't help but have a headache, but Xue Qingling's words once again refreshed his understanding of the Soul Condensation Technique, he knew that this technique was infinitely mysterious, and it must be very precious, but he didn't expect it to be so precious.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of Zichenruo's elegant and fairy-like figure, with a shallow smile on the girl's face, and the most delicate gentleness in her eyebrows.

Unconsciously, it's been two years since we were apart, I don't know if Chenruo is okay now?

Yu Ling glanced at the amethyst in the depths of the spirit ring, it was a birthday gift from Zi Chenruo, he didn't know what special purpose this crystal had, but he had always carefully treasured it.

It's almost there...... Only when he lays down a piece of his own world in the infinite can he be qualified to be on an equal footing with the Phantom Spirit Emperor.

Yu Ling settled down and shook these distracting thoughts out of his mind, because now is not the time for children to grow up.

As soon as he turned his head, he found that Xue Qingling had been staring at him steadily, and he couldn't help but say with some embarrassment: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, I was thinking, your soul condensation technique doesn't seem to be complete, and you're not from the Phantom Clan, so the effect is bound to be greatly reduced, but why is it ...... Do you know what amazing things you have done? As soon as a person dies, it is separated by yin and yang, snatching people from the netherworld to the yang realm, this is simply ...... Even the Void Soul Realm soul master can't do it. It was difficult for Xue Qingling to have particularly intense emotions, but she was a little incoherent at this moment, because it was completely beyond her cognitive common sense.

"Really?" Yu Ling was slightly stunned, perhaps because he had done the same thing a few times, so he didn't think it was so unbelievable.

"Alas, it must be that my spiritualism is too good, and I don't want to be like this, I can't help it with my natural talent. The yin god's embarrassed tone clearly revealed a smugness that could not be concealed.

Ying Yu directly poured cold water: "Your credit accounts for one or two percent at most, and the soul condensation technique accounts for the other two percent, and the main thing is ...... I think it's the white bottle, to be precise, the white light. ”

"What's the difference? Isn't the white light the power of the white bottle? The Yin God didn't think so, but he was still self-aware, if the spiritualism was so rebellious, he would have made a fortune from it.

"I used to think so, but I always felt that the white bottle didn't look like a Horcrux, because I was a Horcrux, and I had feelings. ”

"What do you mean?" Yu Ling also raised some interest.

"I ...... I'll just say it, not necessarily. There was a bit of hesitation in his haunting tone: "The white light in the bottle feels a lot like soul power to me, but it also seems to have the power of the other two systems, just like ...... Different means to the same end. ”

"Different paths...... Do you want to go together?" Yu Ling had a vague sense of inspiration, but he couldn't grasp it like a dream bubble.

Anyway, such a difficult thing as resurrecting the dead is definitely not something that the mutilated version of the soul condensation technique can do, even if it is impossible to add the Yin God's spiritualism, eighty percent of it is the white light that plays the role of reversing life and death.

It's just that...... If the white light is not the power of the white bottle, then what is it? Why does it give him an indescribable sense of intimacy?

The more Yu Ling thought about it, the more confused he felt, and finally had to put this matter aside for the time being.

Xue Qingling looked at him again and again, not knowing what he thought, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I don't see that you don't understand very well, let's talk about it later." ”

Yu Ling couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and moved her gaze back to the middle-aged woman who had woken up, at this moment, she was hugging her son and crying, ignoring the many people around her.

Although many of the fragments of the middle-aged woman's soul have dissipated, and the remaining memories may be less than thirty percent, and may even overlap and be confused, but no matter what, it is definitely an undoubted miracle to be able to revive the dead, even the beggar who stirred up trouble was stunned and speechless.

"Let's go. Yu Ling said lightly, and the red-clothed priest beside him woke up like a dream, looked at him blankly for a few seconds, and said in a trembling voice: "Min Tian is above, you ...... You're really an envoy sent by Mintian, right?"

Yu Ling was inevitably a little amused, and said vaguely: "Maybe it's a coincidence that I came here, maybe it's not, who knows?"

If it had been normal, the Ghost Dream King would definitely have laughed at him for pretending to be a ghost, but now she couldn't speak at all, and her heart was both shocked and frightened, and the five flavors were mixed together, and even the gaze that took her to look at Yuling was extremely complicated.

How the hell did this guy do it?! That's clearly an ordinary person who can't die anymore, even if he just died not long ago, he will never come back to life, otherwise wouldn't the Yin and Yang realms be chaotic?

Although there are many tricks in witchcraft to bring the dead back to their souls, but it is only for a short time, at most a few minutes, and the power of the Netherworld will suck back the fragments of the dead people's souls, but the Ghost Dream King stared at the middle-aged woman for a long time, and her soul sea was really stable.

Miracles, this is a real miracle.

The Ghost Dream King had to admit that even if she cultivated for another hundred or five hundred years, she wouldn't be able to reach the point where Yuling did, this guy was obviously just a small soul shaping soul master, but he was so unfathomable.

"Oh, it's incredible......"

The frozen crowd finally came to their senses, and a noisy sound burst out in an instant.

Yu Ling hurriedly gave the red-clothed priest a look, and the latter calmed down and stood out, not knowing what to say, and the crowd suddenly became more and more frenzied, kneeling on the ground with great respect, and at the same time did not forget to make a way.

As he passed by the beggar, the red-robed priest whispered two commands to an ordinary priest as his eyes turned cold, and the latter nodded in understanding.

Yu Ling noticed this detail and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that Liang Tan won't leave any handles, this beggar is of little value." ”

The cardinal priest smiled and said, "Divine envoy, we don't need any evidence, those who are willing to believe will naturally believe it." ”

Yu Ling couldn't help but be dumbfounded, he really forgot that religious belief was a self-evident existence.

The day's rounds were over, but the real storm was just beginning to brew.

In a secret room, Liang Tan was at the top, listening to the continuous quarrels of his subordinates without saying a word, and his mood became more and more irritable.

His whole body was sunk in a large soft chair, his right elbow resting on the armrest, as if this was the only way to support his jaw, while his left hand was unconsciously tapping slowly, as if he was preoccupied.

He couldn't help but be preoccupied, because he tried it superficially today, and he didn't expect that the three outsiders would be more difficult to deal with than he thought, so he chose to hold a meeting and let this group of stupid pigs come up with a feasible plan as soon as possible.

As a result, what made Liang Tan angry and funny was that everyone had been discussing the authenticity of the news since the beginning of the meeting, and there were even eight adults who believed that the so-called "miracles" were a pretext created by the people of the Mintian Sect, and there was no such thing as the resurrection of the dead.

He could have interrupted them, but he was so tired that he would have figured it out himself rather than relying on the pigs.

He now regrets that he didn't interfere in the religious affairs of Peze Country before, he thought that it was enough to control the military, finance, and the power of appointing and dismissing officials, and he didn't have to deal with those gods in the priest's house at all, after all, what age is this, and there are still people who believe in ethereal gods, if there is really a Min Heavenly God, she will let the Hanging Star be invaded by outsiders? What a joke!

But now Liang Tan felt that he had made a mistake, before the priesthood was silent, he had not yet felt their status among the common people, until today, those terrifying news came back, making Liang Tan instantly feel that he had become a loner, and the previous feeling that everything was under control was as easily disillusioned as a bubble.

"Ou Jingming, you still have to argue with me, right? I think you believe in that, people can't be resurrected after death, it must be that the priesthood has colluded with people in advance and acted in a scene. Otherwise, let alone a True Soul Soul Master, even a Void Soul Realm Soul Master would not have such a skill!"

The people below were still arguing, and Liang Tan stopped percussion, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Everyone immediately sensed that the atmosphere was wrong, and the quarrel gradually faded until it finally fell into a deathly silence.

"I asked you to come up with a solution, but what are you doing?" said Cooler's voice, which was as eerie as a ghostly fire.