Zhishui, a small river on the edge of the waterfall jungle, slender and quiet.

In the middle of the river stood a short and thin beast cultivator, his arms were extremely long, he was draped in a black animal skin, a gray hemp rope was tied around his waist, and the wrinkles on his face were piled up layer by layer, and his age was completely unrecognizable.

The orc immortal cultivator held a round-headed wooden stick in his hand and was fishing there, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the water, but the wooden stick never fell.

A tiger roar suddenly sounded in the distance to the west, and the male cultivator's eyes widened in surprise, and he took the wooden stick and walked out of the river with a face full of surprise.

With the roar of the tiger, two black dots appeared in the distance.

It was a pair of colorful tigers that were almost the same, not only did they look similar to ordinary mountain tigers, but there was no spiritual power fluctuation on their bodies, but they were a little girl carrying one of the tigers on their backs, revealing the aura of the Bone Refining Realm.

This tiger is none other than Motowei and Yatu. Under the guidance of Motoo, Yatu has cultivated the "Turtle Breath Technique", and has been able to hide his own spiritual power fluctuations, and their beast shapes are extremely similar and almost difficult to distinguish.

Yuan Wei and Wu Tu came to the fishing male immortal cultivator and appeared in human form, and Ya Tu excitedly picked up the man and turned around a few times.

"You put me down, where did you hide after you stinky boy hasn't seen you for more than ten years? If it weren't for your breakthrough in the Bone Refining Realm, Lao Tzu would have broken your head!"

The male cultivator didn't like Yatu's enthusiasm, so he took his own wooden stick and hit Yatu's head desperately.

Wu Tu had to let go, "Uncle Bai, why is your broken wooden stick a lot heavier? After all, one day I will throw this stick at you, and I will not save any face in front of my father and my sister, are you still my uncle?"

It turned out that this male immortal cultivator's name was Bai Luan, an immortal cultivator of the Soul Condensing Realm Beast Clan, and the main body of the white ape. Bai Luan used to be the brain trust of the Tiger King Broken Clouds, and he regarded the house as his own, and he also left the Beast King Mountain shortly after the house trip.

A few years later, he accidentally met Bai Luan, who had already settled down by the Zhishui River at that time, married a mortal woman, and lived the life of a mortal fisherman with peace of mind.

After that, Wu Tu often asked him some questions, and he would also come to eat and drink.

Yatu's words made Bai Luan's body shake, he shook his shoulders and pushed Yatu a few feet away, and walked towards Yuanwei with a cold face, "Yatu is the only son of the current beastmaster. I can't believe that he actually found a wild father outside!No matter if you have the aura of a human race, a feather race, or even a beast race, but you are always just a junior in the bone refining realm! To be his father, you are not worthy!"

Bai Luan walked steadily step by step, but his body exuded an unconcealed majestic pressure of the Soul Condensation Realm, and the seemingly rotten wooden stick emitted a soul-shaking roar and shout.

Yuan Wei only felt that a powerful force was overwhelming, and there was no way to hide. He roared wildly, and turned into a Xuanhu more than two feet tall, and Xuanhu made a "mountain-breaking trick" out of thin air, and the invisible pressure in front of him suddenly dissipated, and the whole person relaxed.

Bai Luan was caught off guard, his figure swung backwards a few times in a row, and then jumped to the side quickly, and in the void behind him, a black nighthawk more than a foot long appeared, the nighthawk's wings were surrounded by black clouds, and the claws flashed with cold light, which was the purple charm that could not be sneak attacked.

The White Tiger and the Nighthawk exuded an aura that frightened Bai Luan, especially the White Tiger, which was both terrifying and familiar. Bai Luan couldn't help but scream: "Who are you?who are you?!"

All this happened too suddenly, Wu Tu couldn't react at all, he saw Bai Luan bounce away, and hurriedly went up and grabbed Bai Luan's arm, "Uncle Bai, don't worry, you listen to me first..."

After Yatu explained the experience of Yuanwei encountering the self-proclaimed Broken Cloud when he was a child, Bai Luan fell into a deep silence.

"Uncle Bai, you have been by my father's side for a long time, and you know him very well, you say, did my father leave Luwu City and go to Liangji Mountain?

Bai Luan shook his head lightly, pondering but not explaining.

"Uncle Bai, is there someone pretending to be my father in that beast king in Luwu City now?" Wu Tu asked again.

Hearing Yatu's question, Bai Luan calmed down, "Yatu, there are some things you still don't understand. But you must know that your father is not dead, he is still the respected beast king on the Beast King Mountain in Luwu City! As for the broken cloud on the Liangji Mountain, he should not exist in this world at all, since he has disappeared into the heaven and earth, you should also forget him..."

Wu Tu wanted to ask something, but Bai Luan didn't answer anymore. He walked with the three of them for a short time, and came to his home behind a wood. Bai Luan's wife is a beautiful middle-aged peasant girl, and she is very happy to see Bai Luan come back with the house, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and the house is even more burly!"

Bai Luan waved his wife to leave, and then officially asked about the experience and intention of the house for more than ten years.

Wu Tu trusted Bai Luan very much, so he told in detail about his experience in the past ten years, especially what happened in the Xiangwang Tomb.

Bai Luan was surprised, for the Elephant King Giant Trace Bai Luan also served by his side, but he didn't expect him to be still alive, "If only the Elephant King could recover his former divine might, then our beast clan would have two God Transformation Realm kings, even in the Haoyang Disaster and the Candle Yin Disaster, they can protect Lu Wu City from standing." But these are no longer important to me, because I am no longer an immortal cultivator, I want to be a mortal, and it is enough to live an ordinary life. ”

The house was embarrassed, you must know that although Bai Luan's realm is not particularly outstanding, he has extraordinary wisdom, especially after Broken Cloud became the beast king, Bai Luan's intelligence has been fully utilized. Luwu City stood tall in several disasters, and Bai Luan's exquisite arrangement played a decisive role.

"Uncle Bai, do you know the predecessor of the elephant king's daughter, Chang Xiang?" asked Ya Tu again.

"King Xiang only has one precious daughter like Changxiang in his life, if you count it, Princess Changxiang and me and your father are people of the same generation. However, Chang Xiang was very arrogant, and she lived in Luwu City at that time, and I had only seen her back. Bai Luan explained.

"The Elephant King asked us to come out to give something to Changxiang's senior, how can we find her?" asked Yatu again.

Bai Luan was silent, and said hesitantly after half a sound, "Why do I always feel that something is wrong, Xiang Wang wants to send something to Chang Xiang, I can find a few people with a higher realm, why did I find you three juniors? I thought about it again and again, and I always felt that things were a little strange." Even, I think you might as well not go to her..."

"But the elephant king has planted his mark in our souls, and I am afraid that we will have to go if we don't go. By the way, I was just about to ask my seniors, if there are traces of others in a person's soul, is there any way to remove them?" asked Motoo.

Bai Luan glanced at Yuanwei deeply, "Don't call me senior, call you dad on the way, just call me brother." As for removing the traces in the soul, the easiest way is to break through the soul condensing realm by yourself, and the immortal cultivators of the soul condensing realm can not only condense their scattered souls into shape, but also split their souls into souls at will, and the split souls can be planted into other people's souls, so as to control others. If your soul power is strong, you will naturally be able to remove the traces of other people's souls, and you can even devour them and turn them into a part of your own soul, thereby enhancing your own soul power. ”

Yuanwei sighed silently, the soul in the nightmare bone and the trace of the soul planted by the elephant king forced him to not retreat, and he could only continue to cultivate and break through the soul condensing realm. However, how difficult it was to break through the Soul Condensing Realm, many people were still stuck at the threshold of the Bone Refining Realm after hundreds of years of cultivation.

Bai Luan looked at Yuanwei's ugly face, and couldn't help but ask, "I think you should be a human immortal cultivator, but you have such a strong beast and feather breath on your body, and I already know the reason for the beast clan's breath, so why is the feather clan's breath?"

Yuanwei didn't want to reveal that he had cultivated the feather transformation technique, but vaguely explained that he married a woman of the Yu clan and practiced the exercises of the feather clan to cause the breath of the feather clan on his body.

Bai Luan suddenly realized, "I said, how can you have a daughter of the Yu clan!"

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