When returning to the valley, Motoo thinks that Changxiang must be a gray-haired old lady.

Later, when Miss Qiansan of the Qi family said that Chang Xiang was a beautiful girl, Yuan Wei couldn't believe it, thinking that there was a young man named Chang Xiang.

It wasn't until Chang Xiang himself stood in front of him that he had to admit that he was indeed preconceived before, so that he had an illusion. In fact, among the immortal cultivators, because the cultivation methods are different, even though they have been cultivating for hundreds or even thousands of years, some people still look like young people, or even young children.

Changxiang on the egret is slim, her long hair hangs down like a black waterfall, her facial features are exquisite, and her face is as cold as autumn frost. A white dress flutters in the wind, giving people a feeling of unattainable.

"Little cripple, who and who did you just say blossomed and bore fruit?" Chang Xiang asked again.

"Senior, you heard it wrong, I just asked Brother Ma, did the flowers and plants that lingered in the valley bear fruit? You say yes, Brother Ma?" Yuan Wei was already good at observing words and feelings, and he saw that Chang Xiang was really angry, of course, he didn't dare to repeat what he just said.

"Yes, yes, that's what the little cripple said, Celestial Princess, don't get him wrong. Ma Hei hurriedly echoed.

Chang Xiang snorted coldly, and she couldn't tell if she believed Yuanwei's words.

"Little cripple, come with me, Ma Hei, you are watching these juniors outside!" Chang Xiang kicked off the egrets one by one, and drove the egrets to the cave alone.

Yuanwei scratched his head, and had to follow Chang Xiang into the cave under the urging of Ma Hei's voice.

Chang Xiang had already sat down on the chair in the center of the cave, and she motioned for Yuan Wei to sit on the chair below.

"It is said that it was you who lured away the Haoyang hunters back then to give Mu Wei and the others a chance to escape, so how did you escape from the Haoyang hunters? Mu Wei said that it was the Haoyang Hunter of the Soul Condensing Realm who chased you, was she exaggerating?"

Yuanwei didn't dare to hide it, and because Changxiang was good to herself back then, and then saved Mu Wei Nie Ronger and others, Yuanwei was very grateful to her. So he gave a detailed account of his previous experience and what happened when he returned to Yanjun City.

Hearing the complicated relationship between Nie Qiong, Qiao Yetong, He Qing and Jiang Zhenkui in Yanjun City, Chang Xiang snorted coldly, "Several elders of Yanjun City were already fighting openly and secretly, and back then, they coveted my Lingering Valley, and they also joined forces to attack my Guardian Array, I thought they all died in the disaster of Haoyang!

"Senior, you are the one who consigns the core iron in Yanjun City and Luoying City, right?" asked Yuanwei.

"Well, that's good. The Haoyang Hunters in the Battle of Lingering Valley robbed me of all my savings, and I could only consign some spiritual materials in exchange for the resources I lacked. I didn't expect to attract you, or else Mu Wei would have fallen into a demon. ”

"But...," Yuan Wei paused, "but the predecessor is the princess of the Elephant King, and the predecessor should know the current situation of the Elephant King." I stayed in the Elephant King Tomb for ten years, and I saw that there were countless precious resources stored in the tomb, and I also saw that the Elephant King missed his predecessors very much, why didn't the predecessors go to the Elephant King for help?"

"Did you really go to the Elephant King Mound?" Chang Xiang stood up suddenly, stood for a while, and sat back slowly.

Yuan Wei couldn't understand her reaction, so he had to tell the truth, "Yes, there was a senior sister who took me to the Elephant King Tomb to hunt for treasures, but I was left behind by the predecessors of the Elephant King Tomb. It was precisely because of the help of the Elephant King's power that I was able to successfully break through the Bone Refining Realm. Later, the old man came to us and asked us to come out and send some things to our seniors, so we came to you. The house on your egret just now also came out of the elephant tomb with me. ”

As he spoke, Yuanwei took out the Qiankun bag brought out of the elephant king's mound and sent it to Changxiang.

Chang Xiang didn't take it, and Yuan Wei had to put it on the table next to Chang Xiang.

"Although the elephant king is my father, I don't want to take his things. More than 10 years ago, I went to the Elephant Tomb to worship, and it should have been at that time that he saw my miserable condition, so he gave me a gift. Little lame, do you know what the elephant king's gift is?" asked Chang Xiang Youyou.

"Isn't that in the bag? As for what it is, I really don't know. It is very rude to open the Qiankun bag privately with the elephant king on his back, I know this. ”

Chang Xiang smiled slightly, "The Qiankun bag is only a part, and the gifts that the Elephant King gave me are mainly the three of you." ”

Yuan Wei suddenly remembered the past when the Elephant King devoured the soul of the immortal cultivator in the Elephant King Tomb, and his heart was awe-inspiring, but he kept a smile on his face and pretended not to know anything, "The three of us are gifts? Could it be that the Elephant King wants us to be the servants of our predecessors?"

"I have never been short of servants. I'll have to start with you. When an immortal cultivator cultivates to the Soul Condensing Realm, the soul gradually condenses from a state of dissipation, just like substance. The normal method of condensing the soul is to use spiritual power to refine the soul over and over again, and of course, it can also assist in the elixir. But throughout the ages, there have always been some people who want to follow the evil path of the sideways, and they have found a more convenient way, that is, to increase the speed of soul condensation by devouring other people's souls, do you know what will happen to immortal cultivators who have been devoured souls?"

Motoo swallowed hard and smiled hard, "Will you be demoted to a mortal?"

"Mortals have souls, but they are more chaotic and scattered. Immortal cultivators have no soul, and they become walking corpses, which is what people often call the death of the body and the soul. Chang Xiang stared at this tail and said.

"That, that, that method is always a sideline, and besides, other people's souls shouldn't taste good when devoured, but it always smells fishy, you say yes, senior. Motoo shuddered a little.

"The little cripple was scared after all. Chang Xiang smiled, "There is an obvious disadvantage in the method of devouring other people's souls, that is, unstable temperament, irritability, and even madness. The Elephant King once regarded this cultivation method as a heresy, and once he found out that someone under his command had devoured the souls of others, he would drive them out of Luwu City at least and kill them directly. However, the serious injury more than 1,000 years ago changed his temperament. The Elephant King was lucky not to die, but he was obsessed with devouring the souls of others, and in order to hide people's eyes, he asked his followers to build the Elephant King Tomb and attract immortal cultivators to enter the Elephant King Tomb for cultivation. In fact, all the immortal cultivators in the elephant king's mound are just food for him. The reason why he asked the three of you to come to me is because he wanted to use his methods to help me after seeing my tragic condition after being injured by the Haoyang Hunters more than ten years ago. And before you are sent out of the Elephant King's Tomb, the Elephant King has injected his mark into your soul, so that after your soul is devoured by me, there will be no rejection, and you can grow and nourish my soul in the most perfect way. So..."

Chang Xiang was still sitting still, but a milky white light emanated from her body, all the light converged, and a white giant elephant phantom more than two feet tall appeared on her, that was Chang Xiang's soul!

The giant elephant phantom roared in the sky, and then strode to Yuanwei.

Yuanwei knew that the situation was not good, and Changxiang was afraid that she really wanted to devour her soul. However, Motoo couldn't move his steps, and in the depths of his soul, there was a strong will that governed him to cater to Changxiang, and that willingness seemed to say, come, come and eat me.

The giant elephant phantom came to Yuanwei, and the long nose of the spirit snake wrapped around Yuanwei, and Yuanwei only felt that all his feelings, all his divine senses, including his own thoughts, were about to be pulled away from his body.

"It's over. Motoo sighed in his heart.

Yuan Wei is only in the Bone Refining Realm, and his soul is chaotic and invisible. Under the pull of the giant elephant, a cloud-like cyan phantom gradually appeared on him, and the light and shadow in the phantom were scattered, like a giant snake entangled, like a tiger roaring, and like a pair of huge wings flapping and soaring.

Chang Xiang was secretly surprised, she had never seen such a complex soul, and she couldn't imagine what kind of state such a soul would be like after condensing. But she didn't stop her movements, and the giant elephant phantom exerted its strength again, and the chaotic soul of Mototail was almost out of his body.

At this moment, a black light flashed in the chaos, and the giant elephant retreated with a wail, and in her long nose, a beam of white light curled up, and the soul of Motowei returned to his body.

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