For the "soul spirit technique" mentioned by the master, to be honest, Jun Qianluo didn't want to give up in his heart, after all, being able to evolve into a yin-level, or even yang-level exercise, was too tempting for him, in this huge Dao Gu Continent, as long as anyone had the exercises above the yin and yang levels, he almost had the capital to become a peak powerhouse. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, although the exercises are strong, the success rate of less than 20% can make everyone stop.

The ten fingers were tightly crossed together, Jun Qianluo's face looked a little uncertain, thinking repeatedly, and all kinds of hesitation and distress were constantly entangled.

Looking at Jun Qianluo who was thinking silently, a complicated look flashed on Nan Yejia's face, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "This kind of thing, only you can choose by yourself, and I don't want to interfere too much." I'd like to ask one extra question, though... What do you think of that girl in Lingxi? ”

"Uh..." was stunned by Nan Yejia's sudden question, Jun Qianluo's face flushed slightly, he opened his mouth, and only after a while did he smile bitterly: "Why did the master suddenly ask such a question?" Lingxi... Now I think of her as a sister, and I treat her... What can you think? Speaking of the last sentence, Jun Qianluo seemed to feel a little weak.

"Hehe, sister? You also know that you have a marriage contract with her, and that girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old now, so that the younger generation of the Thousand Moon Sect will love her, if she grows up in the future, then she will have it? Speaking of this, Nan Yejia glanced at Jun Qianluo and said with a faint smile: "If you can think about it, one day in the future, she will be embraced by other men, how do you feel?" ”

The wry smile stiffened slightly, Jun Qianluo's brows slowly furrowed, he exhaled lightly, and said in a low voice: "This... It seems a little hard to accept. ”

"Hehe, since you can find it a little difficult to accept, in your heart, you don't just regard her as a sister, it seems that the person who made the marriage contract was also prescient..."Nan Yejia said with a smile.

His face turned red again, Jun Qianluo was a little speechless, and he spread his hands helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "Master, what do you want to say?" ”

"I'm talking to you so much, just to make you recognize your emotions... Since you are not exclusive to the marriage contract, and you can't say it now, then you should also examine your own strength and development potential. With a slight condensation on her face, Nan Yejia smacked her lips, and said with some doubts: "It's not what it used to be, that girl's background is very terrifying, I don't know how with her background, how could she suddenly follow that Caihe to Qianyue Sect, but this can't fill the gap between you, the gap between you and her identity is huge, even if that girl likes you and has a marriage contract, even with your current qualifications, those people behind her will never agree!" ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Jun Qianluo's palms were clenched involuntarily.

"This continent is a world where strength is respected, there is strength, there is dignity, Long Yan is now gone, but where is his identity, there are not many people surnamed Long in this continent, what kind of attitude he has, you can also see it clearly, his background and strength are stronger than you, he mocks you casually, and he doesn't even worry about your marriage contract with Lingxi!" Looking at Jun Qianluo's appearance, Nan Yejia sighed earnestly.

"The forces behind Lingxi, even if she is a little girl, I don't know clearly, Long Yan's identity is not a simple matter, that Long Yan is a high-profile person, people think they can see his face clearly, but he is going with the flow, high-profile and clumsy, anyway, it will not be worse than you... Only when you show the strength that they are really afraid of behind them, the hurdle in the middle, can you break it and get your wish. ”

Jun Qianluo touched his nose, shrugged his shoulders and said softly: "Cultivating this 'Soul Technique' will allow me to get the kind of power that surpasses these forces?" ”

"It should be said that it is only possible if you successfully cultivate the 'Soul Essence Technique'! Nan Yejia shook his head and added solemnly.

Sighing lightly, Jun Qianluo supported his chin with his palm, fresh and elegant, the girl with fluttering clothes, the smile of the past, inexplicably appeared in front of him, and the silver bell-like laughter lingered in his ears.

With a long breath, Jun Qianluo smiled bitterly: "The master has said so much, is it still called not to interfere in my decision?" ”

"Hehe..."Nan Yejia touched his dry old face, smiled wryly, and said with a little embarrassment: "Okay, I admit that I mean to be a little instigated, but from my point of view, I really hope that you can cultivate this "soul spirit technique". ”

"You should know that I'm just a soul now, right?" Nan Yejia spread his hands and asked.

Jun Qianluo nodded.

"This state of mine, according to common sense, should be said to be that I have died, and because my soul power is much stronger than ordinary people, therefore, I have survived in such a strange appearance..."Nan Yejia smiled self-deprecatingly, and there was an inexplicable bitterness in his smile.

"I don't like these illusory days, and there are other things that have to be done by myself, so I need to get out of this state of soul."

"Then the master wants to be resurrected?" Blinking his eyes, Jun Qianluo was stunned and said, "In this world, there doesn't seem to be anything that can resurrect the dead, right?" ”

"Under normal circumstances, it's exactly what you say." Nodding, Nan Yejia's eyes quietly became hot: "However, according to some vague introductions on the "Soul Formula", if the cultivation is successful, it seems that I can use several souls that cooperate with each other to forge a body that can accommodate the soul to live, and at that time, with a new body, I can also be regarded as another kind of rebirth..."

"I have persevered in the darkness of the Jade Pei for so many years, in order to hope that one day I can meet someone whose soul power meets the requirements, and I am lucky to have met you in the end." Nan Yejia's withered old face hid an imperceptible sadness.

Nan Yejia looked at Jun Qianluo, who was staring at him with a pair of dark eyes, and said with a bitter smile: "Hehe, these words, you should take these words as the gossip of my old man, alas, I obviously said that I would not interfere, but I still couldn't help talking too much, it seems that I still have some..."

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, Nan Yejia stretched out his dry palm, his hands shook slightly, and two illusory scrolls, one black and one white, appeared on the palms of his hands.

"The white scroll is a scroll of indigo-level exercises without attributes, and the black scroll is the scroll of the 'Soul Recipe'..."Nan Yejia raised his hand with a smile, his dry old face softened slightly, and said softly: "You choose for yourself, consider your own factors, as long as you remember, no matter how you choose, you are my disciple, and I will not blame anything for this." ”

Looking at the two illusory scrolls in front of him in a daze, Jun Qianluo supported his chin with his palm, and after a long time, he licked his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and smiled lazily: "Although I am a little afraid of death, but, without strength, there is no dignity, ten years of bitterness and bitterness, I have tasted the warmth and coldness of human feelings, I don't want to have a second time, besides, if it really doesn't work, won't it be the same when the time comes." ”

Shaking his head, a bright smile appeared on Jun Qianluo's delicate face, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed the black scroll in Nanye Gana's slightly reddened and moist old eyes.

The palm of his hand touched the scroll, and the latter turned into a stream of information, which poured straight into Jun Qianluo's head.

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