A few days later.

Yuan Wei could no longer feel the slightest breath of Ning Lu behind him, so he tiredly collected his scales and slowly landed. He found a narrow cave in a secluded ravine and shrank in.

There was no trace of an immortal cultivator within a radius of two hundred miles, and Yuan Wei Chang breathed a sigh of relief and opened his palm curiously. In the palm of his hand, the soul of the purple three-tailed bee danced, which immediately made Motowei excited.

"What's your name, little thing?" asked Motoo, who poked his finger at the purple bee, which was only the size of a knuckle, with a smile.

"Oh - grandma is not a small thing, grandma, my name is grandma. Purple Bee spoke, but it was an extremely old voice.

"Okay, senior, you are the soul of Ning Lu Cui's bamboo, right?" asked Yuanwei.

Since breaking through the Soul Condensing Realm, Yuanwei's understanding of the soul has become more profound and thorough. Yuanwei knows that the best spiritual weapons in the world are artifacts, and all artifacts have a soul. When he saw Ning Lu's soul for the first time, he couldn't help but want to grab it and study it carefully.

"Giggles!" the purple bee smiled and changed to a very young voice, "Ning Lu said that you are not Xuanmo, I would like to believe that you are Xuanmo." In that case, I'm not your senior, I'm just your little junior. ”

"Don't care about that!" Yuan Wei curled his finger and flicked the flying purple bee to continue to ask, "Tell me, how did you become the soul of the Ning Law Instrument?"

"Isn't that right?" Purple Bee's voice began to squirm, like a shy girl.

"Why isn't it good?"

"Ning Lu's green bamboo is the residing place of my soul, although I am tortured by him every day, I can also maintain my soul. Now that I have been caught by you and left Cuizhu, I am afraid that my life will not be long. Purple Bee said gloomily.

"It's not that hard!" Yuanwei raised his snake staff and said, "Come to my spiritual weapon, be my instrument soul!"

"Be your instrument soul?" Purple Bee hesitated for a moment and then obediently dodged into the snake staff, "Oops! not good! not good......" In less than a breath, Purple Bee exclaimed in surprise and escaped again.

"My lord, your snake staff is an artifact, and the soul is extremely powerful, and there is no place for me!"

Yuanwei naturally knew that the remnant soul of Du Yue, the ink mount, remained in the snake staff, but he didn't know that the remnant soul was so powerful that Po Xiao didn't dare to approach.

"What do you see?" Motoo asked with interest.

"You don't know?" asked Po Suo with a roll of her eyes, "I see that your artifact seems to have been forged directly by refining someone's body, and even the soul of the artifact is the original soul of this snake staff." Didn't you forge this serpent staff?"

Po Suo wanted to ask something, but saw that Yuanwei's face was already full of dissatisfaction, and quickly explained: "That soul is a giant snake with wings, but the soul is too light, it seems to be just a wisp of remnant soul." ”

The snake staff was originally the backbone of the snake Du Yue, it seems that Du Yue is not really dead, if his remnant soul awakens, maybe he can be reborn. If Du Yue wakes up, this snake staff will also become a real spiritual weapon, and at that time, he may be able to fight with Ning Lu on an equal footing!

Motoo looked forward to the future of the snake staff, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

"Well, I didn't expect Lord Xuanmo to laugh very attractively. Purple Bee seemed to be amazed by Motoo's handsomeness.

"I can forge a body for you!" Motoo said.

"But I don't want to be someone else's soul anymore! I want to have a real body, Human, Zerg, or Orc!"

"If you don't want to be a machine soul, then what do I want you for!" Motoo sneered.

"Giggles, Lord Xuanmo is reborn, I'm afraid I have lost the memories of the past. Don't adults know about Xianling?"

The Third Realm has been in decline for a long time, and the scenery that prevailed in those great events is gone. The name of the immortal is no longer mentioned by the immortal cultivators.

And the real identity of Po Su is actually Xianling.

If you want to trace back to the roots, you can still be regarded as a person from the Third Realm.

Thousands of years ago, Po Sa's parents were the immortal cultivators of the Zerg Clan in Bitter Shade City, and her mother was also known as the first beauty in Bitter Shade City.

But the good times didn't last long, and in a candle disaster, her parents were blocked outside the city by candle hunters. It was a tragic encounter, and her father fought to the death, but her mother was captured. The candle hunter was attracted to her mother, so he left her behind and brought her back to the candle netherworld.

In fact, Po Sa is already the fetus in the mother's womb, although she was lucky not to die and left the third realm to be slaughtered, but she still can't escape the tragic fate.

After she was born, she was not liked by the candle hunter, and what was even more tragic was that she was trained as an immortal since she was a child, and she sold it to different immortal cultivators many times. No matter whose hands it is, all she has to do is to scratch her head and make gestures to please people all day long.

Fortunately, Po Sa's talent and perseverance have broken through the Soul Condensation Realm hundreds of years later. Just when she thought she could control her own destiny, she was destroyed by the last buyer, that is, Ning Lu, and took her soul and became his soul!

A few days later.

Yuan Wei could no longer feel the slightest breath of Ning Lu behind him, so he tiredly collected his scales and slowly landed. He found a narrow cave in a secluded ravine and shrank in.

There was no trace of an immortal cultivator within a radius of two hundred miles, and Yuan Wei Chang breathed a sigh of relief and opened his palm curiously. In the palm of his hand, the soul of the purple three-tailed bee danced, which immediately made Motowei excited.

"What's your name, little thing?" asked Motoo, who poked his finger at the purple bee, which was only the size of a knuckle, with a smile.

"Oh - grandma is not a small thing, grandma, my name is grandma. Purple Bee spoke, but it was an extremely old voice.

"Okay, senior, you are the soul of Ning Lu Cui's bamboo, right?" asked Yuanwei.

Since breaking through the Soul Condensing Realm, Yuanwei's understanding of the soul has become more profound and thorough. Yuanwei knows that the best spiritual weapons in the world are artifacts, and all artifacts have a soul. When he saw Ning Lu's soul for the first time, he couldn't help but want to grab it and study it carefully.

"Giggles!" the purple bee smiled and changed to a very young voice, "Ning Lu said that you are not Xuanmo, I would like to believe that you are Xuanmo." In that case, I'm not your senior, I'm just your little junior. ”

"Don't care about that!" Yuan Wei curled his finger and flicked the flying purple bee to continue to ask, "Tell me, how did you become the soul of the Ning Law Instrument?"

"Isn't that right?" Purple Bee's voice began to squirm, like a shy girl.

"Why isn't it good?"

"Ning Lu's green bamboo is the residing place of my soul, although I am tortured by him every day, I can also maintain my soul. Now that I have been caught by you and left Cuizhu, I am afraid that my life will not be long. Purple Bee said gloomily.

"It's not that hard!" Yuanwei raised his snake staff and said, "Come to my spiritual weapon, be my instrument soul!"

"Be your instrument soul?" Purple Bee hesitated for a moment and then obediently dodged into the snake staff, "Oops! not good! not good......" In less than a breath, Purple Bee exclaimed in surprise and escaped again.

"My lord, your snake staff is an artifact, and the soul is extremely powerful, and there is no place for me!"

Yuanwei naturally knew that the remnant soul of Du Yue, the ink mount, remained in the snake staff, but he didn't know that the remnant soul was so powerful that Po Xiao didn't dare to approach.

"What do you see?" Motoo asked with interest.

"You don't know?" asked Po Suo with a roll of her eyes, "I see that your artifact seems to have been forged directly by refining someone's body, and even the soul of the artifact is the original soul of this snake staff." Didn't you forge this serpent staff?"

Po Suo wanted to ask something, but saw that Yuanwei's face was already full of dissatisfaction, and quickly explained: "That soul is a giant snake with wings, but the soul is too light, it seems to be just a wisp of remnant soul." ”

The snake staff was originally the backbone of the snake Du Yue, it seems that Du Yue is not really dead, if his remnant soul awakens, maybe he can be reborn. If Du Yue wakes up, this snake staff will also become a real spiritual weapon, and at that time, he may be able to fight with Ning Lu on an equal footing!

Motoo looked forward to the future of the snake staff, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

"Well, I didn't expect Lord Xuanmo to laugh very attractively. Purple Bee seemed to be amazed by Motoo's handsomeness.

"I can forge a body for you!" Motoo said.

"But I don't want to be someone else's soul anymore! I want to have a real body, Human, Zerg, or Orc!"

"If you don't want to be a machine soul, then what do I want you for!" Motoo sneered.

"Giggles, Lord Xuanmo is reborn, I'm afraid I have lost the memories of the past. Don't adults know about Xianling?"

The Third Realm has been in decline for a long time, and the scenery that prevailed in those great events is gone. The name of the immortal is no longer mentioned by the immortal cultivators.

And the real identity of Po Su is actually Xianling.

If you want to trace back to the roots, you can still be regarded as a person from the Third Realm.

Thousands of years ago, Po Sa's parents were the immortal cultivators of the Zerg Clan in Bitter Shade City, and her mother was also known as the first beauty in Bitter Shade City.

But the good times didn't last long, and in a candle disaster, her parents were blocked outside the city by candle hunters. It was a tragic encounter, and her father fought to the death, but her mother was captured. The candle hunter was attracted to her mother, so he left her behind and brought her back to the candle netherworld.

In fact, Po Sa is already the fetus in the mother's womb, although she was lucky not to die and left the third realm to be slaughtered, but she still can't escape the tragic fate.

After she was born, she was not liked by the candle hunter, and what was even more tragic was that she was trained as an immortal since she was a child, and she sold it to different immortal cultivators many times. No matter whose hands it is, all she has to do is to scratch her head and make gestures to please people all day long.

Fortunately, Po Sa's talent and perseverance have broken through the Soul Condensation Realm hundreds of years later. Just when she thought she could control her own destiny, she was destroyed by the last buyer, that is, Ning Lu, and took her soul and became his soul!