Back in the room, Gu Lin let out a long breath.

Very reluctantly, he can be regarded as passing a level, but Gu Lin clearly knows that the crisis still exists, and his words and deeds have aroused everyone's suspicions.

Especially the grandmother who always flashed with wisdom in her eyes, Lu Qiyi, wanted to play tricks in front of her, but it was not so easy.

Gu Lin's eyes flickered, recalling what had happened these days, and he fell into deep thought.

Caiyi was accepted by her mother as a disciple of Longmen and became her own guard, oh no, strictly speaking, she became the chief of Longgu's guard, in addition to taking care of her own living and eating, she also has to be responsible for her own safety, and the most important thing is to supervise her own cultivation, the old lady is really thoughtful, I am afraid that I don't like to practice, and even the personal maid is willing to take it out to train herself.

To put it bluntly, Caiyi is just a mother's eyeliner, and its purpose is naturally to monitor his every move, of course, there is also a meaning to protect him.

Recalling everything that has happened these days, Gu Lin has some feelings of being in a dream.

In the previous life, he was an orphan, and his closest relatives were a very distant word for Gu Lin in the past, and his greatest wish was to have a home, but now, it has really come true.

Sighing lightly, he once remembered the Holy Domain, the Tianshui Xuanbing Gate, the Master, and her......

Bing'er was the daughter of Master Murong Tianyu, and Gu Lin could often see the intimate actions of their mother and daughter and the warmth revealed between their smiles.

That feeling was what Gu Lin longed for the most, although he was also their closest disciple, they always felt that he would always be alone.

It was a kind of inferiority complex and loneliness from the heart, and he couldn't fully open his heart and integrate into them.

Until these days, he found out that he had loved ones, and there was a feeling that he was not fake, and that he was part of it.

That real feeling made him feel that he was not alone in his life.

Putting the storage spirit ring on his little finger, Gu Lin remembered Long Nishang.

"Mother......" Gu Lin could feel that under her every word, there was care and care, which was something he had never experienced, as long as he thought of it, he felt warm.

"Father......" Although it seems that the old man always looks at himself unpleasantly, and he doesn't look at him very well, Gu Lin smiled slightly, no matter whether he reprimanded or quarreled, it was quite interesting.

Father and son were enemies in the previous life.

And Gu Qi, the brother who was ready to stand up for him, give him precious gifts, and wanted to protect him at any time......

Gu Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth.

In this nether realm of the Nine Xia Kingdom, Gu Lin had no relatives and had nowhere to go.

Now he only has two wishes, one is to find the ice of soul dissipation in the Qiankun Xuanji Pavilion, and the other is to tear through the walls of the Nether Realm, return to the Holy Realm Master's Gate, and kneel in front of the Master.

Tell her that I'm finally back with Bing'er.

Other than that, look no further.

However, now there seems to be something else that makes Gu Lin a little unable to let go.

He suddenly felt a little messy in his mind.

This is what the master once said, entering the world and understanding the world with heart, right?

"Bing'er. Gu Lin sat down cross-legged, but his mind couldn't be quiet at all, he suddenly remembered something, and that strange thousand-year-old dream, it was so real, it was like his own real experience.

Why did I have such a dream, which kept me in a coma for nineteen days?

This is so strange, could it be because of the Qiankun Xuanji Pavilion?

"When Bing'er launched the Tianqian Xuanji Pavilion, I, the Nine Shadows Old Demon, and Bing'er were all strangled in an instant, and my soul was also sucked in, but why am I intact? If my spiritual soul was sucked into the Qiankun Xuanji Pavilion, then Bing'er's soul mark should also be there, and the spiritual soul of the Nine Shadows Old Demon was naturally also in it. ”

The more Gu Lin thought about it, the more he went deeper, "If their spiritual souls are really sucked into this Qiankun Xuanji Pavilion, then the most likely thing is that they exist in the War Soul Palace, otherwise, it is impossible for all the nine ancient lamps in the War Spirit Hall to be lit." ”

Gu Lin thought of the ancient lamp of the War Soul Palace, Gu Lin already knew a little more about this Qiankun Xuanji Pavilion, and he also thought of the evil spirit Mo Ku, the battle soul evil spirit hidden under the first bronze door of the War Spirit Palace.

"By the way, there is another thing that is very strange?" Gu Lin remembered another thing, when he was resisting the Blood Shadow Gate Elder Hu's striking, he had exported his body energy with all his strength, but why did that Elder Wu seem to have been stabbed by some kind of force and became in a trance?

Gu Lin remembered the treasure he had received from Koboji Temple.

A thousand pounds of soul piercing bowls?

Could it be that this black bowl still has some unknown secrets?

This is the only possibility, Soul Piercing Bowl!

Assassination?

Perhaps the answer to the question is here?

Without True Yuan, without Void Spirit, Gu Lin knew that with the strength of his current physical body, it was impossible to defeat a Yuan Palace Realm martial cultivator, even if the other party was only a Nether Realm martial cultivator, it was absolutely impossible, and the opponent's strength was too different from him.

With his meager strength, even if he fights to the death, he will never be able to defeat his opponent.

But why would the opponent lose his mind at a critical moment?

Gu Lin was puzzled, took out a thousand catties of black bowl from the storage ring, and studied it repeatedly for a long time, but the damaged inscription on it was still dull.

The fingers sighed lightly, and the buzzing sound sounded, but I didn't find anything special?

Gu Lin couldn't figure it out, he was so anxious that when he tapped the black bowl with his fingers, he heard a cold and piercing buzzing sound?

"Why is this happening? What kind of element is this Thousand Jin Soul Piercing Bowl? Why has it been left in this Hongfa Temple for so long, but no one can trigger this effect, but only I can feel it?" Gu Lin muttered to himself, he really couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly, Gu Lin had a flash of inspiration, "Could it be because of the Xiao Ji Soul Cultivation Technique of the Battle Soul Palace? It seems that I have soul power in my body because of the Xiao Ji Soul Cultivation Technique!"

Gu Lin's eyes lit up, this little Extreme Flame Soul Technique Gu Lin insisted on cultivating every day, he could already feel the soul power, and because he had taken away the evil spirit Mo Ku before, it seemed that the soul power had also increased.

Gu Lin remembered the blue-gray light cluster in the spiritual sea.

All the mysteries, maybe that blue-gray light can be solved, if nothing else, that thing should be the memory of the evil spirit of the Soul Mansion Realm, and there must be a clue to the Battle Soul Palace.

"Bing'er's soul mark must also be in this Battle Spirit Palace. ”

Thinking of this, Gu Lin's heart became eager.

"Bing'er, if I can find you, then what if I become an evil soul cultivator who has been wiped out by the entire Holy Domain?"

Thinking of this, Gu Lin sat down cross-legged and took a deep breath, he wanted to merge with the blue-gray light cluster in the spiritual sea.

Looking at the spiritual sea inward, Gu Lin turned into a blue light cluster with his consciousness, and entered the spiritual sea, in his white spiritual sea world, there were blue light spots floating with crystals, these were the ice water attribute void spirits that Gu Lin was quite familiar with.

Going deeper into the Spirit Sea, Gu Lin saw the Spirit Sea shrouded in blue-gray mist, in which there was a blue-gray mist floating in the air, and the Spirit Sea World next to the fog was also dyed blue-gray.

The blue light slowly floated past, enveloping the gray light in it.

An icy killing force spread wantonly, and there was still a trace of consciousness in this blue-gray light, but this resistance was only in vain.

After all, Mo Ku's soul had been devoured by Gu Lin, and now all that was left was the soul imprint and memory fragments of the soul cultivator that remained.

As it blended into a blue-gray cluster of light, a past event appeared in Gu Lin's memory......

The young man was frail and his name was Moku.

In his memory, there was no happiness, only blood and tears......

He was born in a remote town in the Holy Soul Continent, Heavenly Soul Town!

His father died in battle, leaving only his mother and him in the family, as well as a sister who was four years younger than him.

Poverty and hunger, as well as bullying and verbal abuse, occupy all childhood memories.

He was not reconciled.

He vowed to be strong, he wanted to protect his family, and he wanted to fight for his breath.

Every day, he tries his best to become a strong man.

He peeked at the soul cultivators cultivating the soul path exercises, nurturing the battle spirit, and becoming a strong man.

He studied hard every day, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't cultivate even a trace of battle soul power.

Seeing that other people's war spirits possessed and could shatter boulders with one punch, he also wanted to try.

However, it was his fist that shattered.

All he got was more ridicule and teasing.

"This piece of crap, it's funny...... , He thought that he could become a battle soul master, it was really funny, cultivating a war soul requires talent. ”

"He thinks that everyone cultivates, if soul cultivation is so easy, isn't it all soul path masters in the world?"

"Garbage should be thrown in the garbage dump. ”

"Get out of here, a cripple in one hand, or the master will break your legs. ”

The humiliation did not make Mo Ku give up, on the contrary, this humiliation burned his heart every day, and that hatred seemed to make his soul burn, so that for a long time, he seemed to hear another voice in his heart. ”

Until one day, remembering that it was Moku nineteen years old, he met a person, a noble person in his life, and the most hated person in his life.

This person is very good-looking, handsome, free-spirited, and elegant, and was brought to him by her sister.

His eyes were clear, his speech was gentle, and his clothes were as white as snow.

If you have to say it, he is like a person who has stepped down from a painting.

There will be such a beautiful man in the world!

Whoever sees him will be attracted to him and be ashamed of himself.

Such a person should be the best person in this world.

But Moku will always remember him, because in Moku's heart, that person is the most evil person in the world.

Even the whole world did not do as much evil to him as he did alone!

This beautiful man's name is Lian Qiansoul.

They became friends, and the man gave him money and food, as well as a broken old book.

The ancient book had no name, and the person told him that this was the cultivation method of the soul path, and Mo Ku believed unconditionally in refining a thousand souls.

He has nothing, refining the identity of the eldest brother like an immortal, how can he lie to him?

Referring to the cultivation of ancient books, soon, Mo Ku found that he was different.

He cultivated his soul power, and in less than a year, he opened up the soul sea and integrated it into his soul power.

He could see farther, hear all kinds of subtle sounds, his body seemed to become stronger, and even his brain seemed to become smarter.

Naturally, he was even more grateful for refining a thousand souls, and slowly their family's life improved.

In Mo Ku's heart, this Lian eldest brother is his own brother, no matter what he asks him to do, even if he is asked to die, he has no hesitation.

When Mo Ku was twenty years old, he finally condensed his soul according to the ancient books, broke through the soul sea realm, and became a soul cultivator of the soul realm.

In his soul sea, a ball of light was born, it was a life form, and that life seemed to be his other body, and that feeling was amazing.

As his soul power increased, Mo Ku found that the life within his soul seemed to be growing every day.

Gradually revealing its shape, it was a strange animal, with two pairs of fleshy wings wrapped around its head, making Mo Ku feel illusory and realistic.

Mo Ku told Lian Qiansoul about this incident, and Lian Qiansoul was overjoyed, and brought more money to Mo Ku's family, and he became more and more kind to Mo Kun's family.

And Lian Qiansoul finally told Mo Ku some of his past.

Lian Qiansoul is a son of a family, and at the same time he has another identity, he is an assassin hidden in the world, doing the business of killing people, and at the same time, Lian Qiansoul is also a soul cultivator.

His battle spirit is very powerful, his name is Soul Devouring Viper, and his cultivation has also reached the soul seed realm.

At the age of twenty, Mo Ku had slowly learned what soul cultivation represented and what an assassin represented.

However, he didn't care, in this world, the strong are respected, whether it is martial cultivation, spiritual cultivation or soul cultivation, all this is not important, the important thing is that it must be strong.

Only when you are strong will you not be humiliated, you will not endure hunger, and you will not be slaughtered......

He wants to be a strong man like refining a thousand souls.

As Mo Ku's soul power gradually strengthened, his soul gradually grew up, revealing a shape, it was a transformed bat, Mo Ku knew that it was his war spirit, a vampire bat.

This is a kind of war spirit that is not too high and not too low, and with the war spirit, Mo Ku is very satisfied.

When he was able to control the bats to fight, Lian Qiansoul gave some tasks to Mo Ku.

None of these missions are killings.

Mo Ku is not afraid of killing, on the contrary, he has a sense of revenge.

Soon, relying on the Vampire Bat, he became a sought-after assassin, and the Blood Bat was his title.

Until that day.

It was a day he would never forget.