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"Ahem, master......"

As soon as he spoke, he got a roll of the eye. The eyes of the master were obviously telling him not to disturb him. He doesn't say this, he doesn't say it, and in the end, he will be blinded by his master.

However, even if he resents it, he still has to say it.

"Master, Miss Huang is gone. ”

Shen Xichen didn't seem to hear it at first, but finally reacted, the smile on his face suddenly retracted, and he looked around, and sure enough, there was no shadow of Phoenix Bing.

I couldn't help but resentful again in my heart. Reflexively, he glared at the Dead again, blaming him for not reminding him earlier.

Immortal was speechless again. He reminded him of all this, but he ignored it and got a pair of eyes.

You see, you see, now it's time to blame him again. Sure enough, a man in love is unreasonable. Especially the master.

Even though he complained a lot in his heart, he still wouldn't say these words. On the contrary, the happiness of the master is what he wants. It's just that judging from the current situation, the master's journey is still very worrying.

He sighed in his heart, and when he raised his eyes again, he was dumbfounded, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. Where is the shadow of the master? Alas, sure enough, he was left behind.

He resigned himself to follow, in the direction of the White Mansion.

…………

"Sir, the man has found it. ”

"Who is it?" the Qilin patriarch sat on a large chair in the front hall, holding the freshly brewed tea in his hand, and wisps of green smoke rose to cover his eyes.

The person who had come to report hurriedly ran to his side and attached himself to his ear.

As he spoke, the Qilin Patriarch put the teacup down heavily, and pulled his somewhat dry hand into the neck of his subordinate.

"Found it, found it!"

"Go, lock me up, and start changing spirits in half an hour. ”

The Qilin Patriarch endured his excitement and commanded. I was already going to change someone, but I didn't expect to find that person in the end.

It's good to find it, so that you don't have to replace it with someone else, and the chance of success in the spirit exchange will be greater. God help me, God help me!

This time I won't let that little slut run away again!

"What happened to that plague?" his eyes sparkled, and there was still joy in his tone.

"Back to the master, the plague has been staying in the study and has not behaved abnormally. ”

"Hahaha! Okay!

The Qilin Patriarch laughed, this is good, with the roots of the two of them, Second Master Bai will definitely be able to get better again.

Now, let him go and see how the plague is doing. After raising it for so long, it's finally going to come in handy. It's also time for him to repay him.

They thought that Ling Yan was still quietly staying in the study, but in fact, Ling Yan was indeed staying in the study, but it was not as quiet as they imagined.

He was the only one in the huge study, holding a book in his hand. Broken scrolls, with wrinkles in the corners.

Ling Yan looked down at a glance, and the more he looked, the paler his face became. His hands trembled like chaff, as if he were in pain, and he couldn't bear it.

He pointed to the words on the scroll, moving them one by one, as if to tell him that he had read the wrong thing in front of him.

However, the further he got to the back, he couldn't afford to look any further. His face was as white as crumpled paper, and the book in his hand fell with a thud, fell to the ground, and turned a few pages with a bang.

The art of changing spirits, the spirit of the bloodline is replaced by it, and the rare spirit is supplemented by it.

Rare spirits, those who watch the heavens and the earth, and the eyes of the heavens.

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The art of changing spirits, the eye of heaven......

Ling Yan only printed these two words in his head, circulating them in his mind over and over again, disturbing his mind and causing him to collapse and explode.

The book was on the patriarch's grandfather's desk, apparently read it often.

He just picked it up and looked at it, and turned to the page where these words were written.

That page was a little smaller than the others, and it was clear that it was a page that was often turned and rubbed. And there is a drop of ink in the corner of it that has not been dried for a long time, which proves this.

Ling Yan closed his eyes and exhaled fiercely. Looking at that book, my eyes were full of complexity.

He had never heard of the art of changing spirits. But just from the name, it can be understood that one person's spirit, which is the root, is exchanged for another person.

The spirit is something that is determined at the time of a person's birth and is unique to each person.

Once the spirit is deprived, that person will become weaker than ordinary people, and it will not be long before he will face the fact that his body will wither and die.

Therefore, to take one person's spirit and replace it for another is to take a life for a life.

Such a thing, which can even be called evil magic, actually appeared in the study of the patriarch's grandfather, and it seems that he still attaches great importance to it.

Ling Yan's heart said that it was false not to be sad, after all, the patriarch grandfather he had always trusted, he couldn't associate him with such a thing.

The explanation of the soul exchange technique in the book can only be successful if it is replaced by the spirit of the blood relative, and with the assistance of the spirit of the eye of heaven.

That is to say, the art of exchanging spirits, exchanging the lives of two people for the lives of one person, and among the two people who sacrificed in vain, there is also a blood relationship.

Ling Yan couldn't imagine what kind of cold and ruthless person could do such a thing. It can even be said to be selfishness that destroys conscience.

The eye of the sky, peeping into the heavens and serving the earth, peeping into the heavens, and knowing the food. Ling Yan shook his head, how could such a person exist?

He picked up the book on the floor, patted the dust on it, and put it back on the desk, but he couldn't feel the same mood as before.

The questions are lined up in my mind one by one, and I can't figure it out in a mess. The doubts that had been put down before also surfaced again, making him even more painful.

Why did Grandpa Patriarch have such a thing? Did Grandpa Patriarch want to use this method? To whom? But it was a cruel thing to anyone.

How many things did the patriarch and grandfather hide from him? Does Bai Gongzi's affairs also have something to do with this? What about him? What is the purpose of being suddenly imprisoned in the study?

If he hadn't seen this, would he have been kept in the dark? The Soul Exchange Technique, the Eye of Heaven, sounds like such an unrealistic thing, but it happened right in front of his eyes.

It's incredible, but I have to believe it.

What should he do? What does Grandpa the Patriarch want to do? He wants to know, he wants to figure out.

He, he's going to go to the patriarch's grandfather and ask him what the hell is going on.

Until now, there is still a trace of luck in his heart. Hopefully, these things are not as he imagined, and these things have nothing to do with the patriarch grandfather.

Just, is this possible?