Chapter Ninety-Five: The Soul of the Master and the Vice

Wenwu rolled his eyes and temporarily built a shack for the two of them in a dilapidated mountain forest to temporarily shelter from the autumn wind. When he was just getting water, Wenwu had already seen his pitch-black eye sockets from the puddle. Although he didn't blame much in his heart, Wenwu kept scolding and scolding. But Wenwu is a real person, even so, he still went to hunt some game diligently, and showed his skills in the dragon head forest.

At the beginning of the moon, Wenwu sat by the fire and concentrated on roasting the pheasant in his hand. Accompanied by bursts of refreshing fragrance, the delicious barbecue meat flows out a little golden fat under the sparks, and the burning sound crackles. Wenwu lightly pinched a pinch of salt and sprinkled it, while looking thoughtfully at Li Anmin, who had been sitting in the shack for a long time.

It is said that when the young man waited for the shack to be built, he couldn't wait to drag the black and white boy to the shack together. He first picked up the withered branch and secretly operated the method of cultivating souls, intending to dispel the last bit of restraint on the white boy's body in one fell swoop. Li Anmin hugged the sleeping Lin Bai, his face was a little gloomy. Xiao Xiaolin Bai was petite, and after being seriously injured and unconscious, she involuntarily curled up in a ball, which was even more pitiful. Li Anmin secretly urged the Nether Qi to swim in Lin Bai's body several times, and he found that Lin Bai did not have a trace of obvious external injuries on his body, and the reason why he had been in a coma and did not wake up for a long time was probably because the soul had been injured.

"Xiaobai, for me, you knew that you would be severely injured by the divine soul, but you still insisted on reversing the exercises. You yearn for freedom the most, but it hurts your soul. In this way, Sensei is free, and I can't guarantee whether you will wake up or not. I will remember this kindness for the rest of my life, but I can't repay it. Li Anmin's voice was stunned, and he said sadly. When the young man's pranayama was completed, he saw that his eyes were certain, so he held the dead branch tightly in his hand. At the same time, a sudden appearance of ghostly aura flickered and shrouded the small shack, isolating the coldness of the autumn night. Li Anmin pursed his lips tightly, closed his eyes gently, and as the Netherworld Qi spread out, the dead branch gradually melted. It stands to reason that it should be a good thing for the soul to be refined, but who knows that the young man's brows are getting tighter and tighter. About half an hour later, the withered branch had already turned into a wisp of aura between heaven and earth on the erosion of the nether qi. Li Anmin finally opened his eyes, only to see him looking at the dry branches in his hands that were gradually dissipating with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice with a pale face: "This is not a real soul connection, it seems that it is not the second scholar who performed the soul cultivation technique for the black and white boy, but someone else, but who is this person?" ”

Xie Changfeng and his entourage of six brothers parted ways on the Jiudaoer Bridge, but who knew that in just a few days, many changes had happened. The boss Xie Changfeng was chased and killed by the big black dog, and the convoy was subverted. The second convoy was destroyed by the prince's soldiers with an ambush thunder, and the second scholar himself died in the hands of Li Anmin. And the fat old five's convoy was destroyed in one fell swoop by Li Anmin, who exposed his strength, and the fat old five also left gloomily under Li Anmin's persuasion. As for the thin sixth, it is even worse, as the so-called first death before the master, the thin sixth's convoy was bombarded into slag by the tortoiseshell battalion arrow tower on the Jiudaoer Bridge, and he himself is nowhere to be found, perhaps fortunately escaped the bombardment of the arrow tower, but he did not escape the scorching fire and thunder.

Thinking about it carefully, now only the third knife and the dumb fourth are safe and sound. The third elder of the knife is steady, compared to him, the dumb fourth elder is particularly mysterious.

On a mountain road hundreds of miles away from Anning City, the dumb fourth in Xie Changfeng's group was galloping all the way with a pair of subordinates. All the people under his command had hollow eyes and expressionless faces, and they repeated the movements of the forward movement mechanically, and there was a sound of footsteps, without making the slightest sound. It's amazing to say, the dumb fourth didn't know what means he used, and everyone under his command turned into the puppets of the dumb fourth child, and naturally left Jiudaoerqiao'er, they didn't seem to know that they were hungry and tired, and they had been sleepless, and they had been on the road for five days without eating or drinking. Taking advantage of the moonlight, the mute old man walked expressionlessly at the forefront of the team, but suddenly his eyes moved, his brows furrowed, and he finally stopped again. Everyone in the team behind him stopped their steps in an instant, and they all followed the appearance of the dumb fourth child, and sat down cross-legged on the spot. The mute fourth raised his head and looked at the cold moon hanging obliquely in the sky, his eyes were full of coldness. I saw that he took a few deep breaths, and carefully took out a long string of wooden plaques connected by hemp rope from his arms. I saw that there were more than a dozen wooden plaques on the hemp rope, but most of them were broken and covered with scratches. Only the top four pieces flickered faintly visible fluoresce, and the dumb old man took off the wooden sign on the top with a blank face that had just been extinguished, and held it expressionlessly in the five fingers wrapped in a thick white cloth. I saw him rub his big hand, squeeze it hard, and then broke off the corner of the wooden card that had been extinguished by fluorescence, and then skillfully hung it at the bottom of the string of wooden cards. Under the moonlight, you can faintly see a few children engraved on the wooden card, and if you look closely, you will find that the wooden card is the word "book second". After doing all this, the mute fourth man waved to somewhere in the line behind him, and saw a man and a woman walking out of the crowd. The man was tall and had a heroic face, he was dressed in military armor, and the cloak behind him was engraved with Chinese characters. And the woman has a good face, a graceful body, and is dressed in a tight-fitting night dress. If the civil and military forces were there, they would definitely find that this man was extremely familiar, and he was the commander of the crown prince Liu Fu, who had destroyed the second team of scholars with fire and thunder.

Although the two of them were dressed differently from the rough men under their command, the hollow color in their eyes was no different from the people behind them. The two walked in front of the mute fourth man in a dark and wooden manner, and then did not say a word, but lowered their heads deeply. A strange sneer suddenly appeared on the face of the mute old four, he stood up tremblingly, and suddenly stretched out his hands, one left and one right, and slapped them on the heavenly spirit cover of the two. only heard the two crisp sounds of "click" and "click", red blood flowed out from the top of the two heads, and as soon as the two of them were soft, they were all soft to the ground. It seemed that the anger in his heart had been released, and the trembling body of the dumb fourth man gradually calmed down, he gently closed his eyes full of anger, and then opened his eyes after taking a deep breath, and his eyes were already full of heart-piercing coldness.

The dumb fourth didn't say a word, just quietly played with the string of wooden cards. He found that on the four wooden cards that were still glowing with fluorescenity, one of them was flickering, and there was a faint tendency to extinguish. Seeing this, the dumb fourth man raised the corners of his mouth with a cold face, and he will

The wooden sign engraved with the word "Lin Bai" was taken down and held in his hand, only to see him scatter his hands, and the wooden card stood out of thin air. Immediately after that, the dumb old man waved his hand, stretched out his fingertips and drew in the air. I saw that the breath between heaven and earth condensed, and under the comparison of the dumb fourth, a strange symbol was born, which was instantly pasted on the wooden plaque engraved with the name of "Lin Bai". After doing this, the mute fourth child stopped moving, but just sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly observing the changes on the wooden sign.

It was said that Li Anmin had just refined the dead branch, and when he was frowning and thinking about the strangeness, his face suddenly changed. Li Anmin only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, blowing so that he couldn't help but shiver from his soul. He was like a great enemy, and he used the Netherworld Qi to resist, but it was difficult to parry. I saw that a strange symbol suddenly lit up in the palm of Li Anmin's hand, where the original dead branches had dispersed, Li Anmin frowned when he saw this, and then his face showed a touch of enlightenment. I saw that in order to see the appearance of this symbol clearly, he actually withdrew the ghostly aura that was hurriedly shrouded in front of him. Although I saw the appearance of the symbol clearly, the price paid was extremely heavy. only heard Li Anmin's scream of "ah", and then spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the whole body became soft, and then spread out in the shack.

Wenwu was baking food, and when he heard the movement coming from the shack, his face suddenly changed, and he stood up as if he was flying, and rushed straight towards the shack. As soon as he walked into the shack, Wenwu saw blood flowing from the corners of Li Anmin's mouth, and his hands struggled to hold a few thick branches of the shack, and struggled to sit up straight. Although his appearance was extremely miserable, and his face was pale, there was a touch of joy on his face. Wenwu hurriedly walked to the shack in a few steps, helped Li Anmin up, and asked anxiously: "What's the matter, is it possible that an enemy is coming?" ”

Li Anmin waved his hand lightly and said softly: "It's okay, it's just that the two of them went wrong when they drove out the soul seed, and they were discovered by the magician, and they plotted a hand." When Wenwu heard this, he turned around and walked over to the black and white boy, Li Anmin was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Wenwu, what are you going to do?" Wenwu was furious, and he didn't look back, but replied angrily: "I heard what you said that the soul cultivation technique is the secret art of the ancestors, and the person who casts the spell must not be an ordinary person." Now that you have been discovered by him, in order to prevent further accidents, I can only abandon them far away, and I cannot let you risk again. ”

Li Anmin's face tightened when he heard this, and he hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" The two brothers and sisters are innocent, and they have been persecuted by soul cultivation at a young age, which is already bitter enough. At the moment, I am probably the only one who can save them from the sea of suffering, how can I give them up. What's more, in the previous battle with Shu Lao Er, Xiaobai reversed the exercises for me, causing a heavy damage to the divine soul. I promised her before that I wanted to change the freedom of her brother and sister, how could the eldest husband break his word and get fat! ”

Somehow, the civil and military affairs were also stubborn, but for the first time, he did not respect Li Anmin's decision, and said in a deep voice: "There are thousands of people in the world, and the injustices encountered are endless, when can you manage it." Don't forget, you are the future owner of the hive, responsible for the 100,000 bees who are silent in Kyushu, and I will not let you be in danger again. ”