Seeing that a few people were still puzzled, Xue Qingyu held his forehead: "The three-inch soul breaking nail is an evil art that can only be performed if you need to know his exact birth date, his blood, and hair to make a puppet." ”

This is indeed something that can only be done by people close to it, is it a change in Jing Chu?

"Jing Chuyun's clan is the ancestor of Zhu Rong, they are blessed with spiritual qi swords and fire techniques, and minor in bow and archery, everything is fierce and domineering, and the dynasty will see blood. In the long run, their minds will be tyrannical and manic, and the Corpse Fire Gu happens to make a living from this to achieve neutralization.

Yun Yisheng, who is only an eighteen-year-old boy but can be honored as Yuyang Zun, you can imagine how hard he works on his magic and how ruthless he is to himself. ”

"How do you know?" Mu Bai asked.

"Because I raised the Corpse Fire Gu. It also has one of the biggest advantages, it can instantly improve its cultivation with the host to reach the strongest, which is the jade burning. The result is ashes.

The Corpse Fire Gu awakened his spiritual sense and protected his spiritual sense, so the other party's spiritual skill would be interrupted. However, the Corpse Fire Gu was demonized by the other party and manipulated by the other party. The corpse fire Gu in the body of one liter is refined by a spirit worm, and before it was demonized, it did all its strength to protect one liter of spiritual consciousness, and was willing to die for the lord.

Only one liter of trust will know very much about him, know the existence and habits of the corpse fire Gu, so the person who casts the spirit control technique fails to take the spirit and quietly wait for the one liter to go crazy after seven seven hundred and forty-nine days, and let the mutated corpse fire Gu that has been controlled by him devour a liter of spiritual consciousness replace "one liter", I don't know what the other party wants to do, but there is one point, Jing Chu's territory, from now on it is not the Yun clan's final say. ”

"Why can't my spiritual powers probe the inside of his body?" Qingyan was particularly curious about what method Xue Qingyu used?

"When I was on the boat, I checked your pulse, can you feel the spiritual power entering your body?"

Qing Yan shook his head.

"The rumors outside are true, the eldest lady of the Yicheng Xue family is a waste whose spiritual power is so weak that she can't even use the sword."

Xue Qingyu took off her gloves, and Quan Wuxian had already handed her a warm towel to wipe her hands.

"But I just saw a green light enter his pulse." Qingyan insisted.

"Stupid! Could it be that there is only occult art in the path of cultivation? If you don't know, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist, such as martial arts, and still start a sect and win the supreme, such as trickery techniques, depending on the person's temperament.

Is what everyone thinks good must be good, and what everyone thinks is evil must be evil? For example, if someone drinks a splash of ink and a hundred generations, or someone drinks a person who stealthily abducts and kills people and sets fire, do you say this wine is good or bad?

Are all orthodox cultivators upright and upright, benevolent and righteous in the world? Isn't there a misconception but doing evil things under the banner of righteousness?

Character is the benchmark that determines everything. ”

This is her Xue Qingyu's principle, the foundation of being in the world.

"How to save? How can it not be saved? Kwon asked.

"Seven inch soul breaking nails, plant one every seven days, and he already has the last nail left! He's already stepped through the door with both feet.

Even if he is saved, he is just a lying living dead, and he still needs countless rare medicinal materials, and even your spiritual power, do you still need to save it? Why waste your efforts. Moreover, he did not want to live and felt that it was better to die than to live. Moreover, even if I save him, it will take a lot of effort to toss, and there is only 30% hope, and I would rather go back and sleep on my stomach with this waste of time. ”

Ghost Li walked to Xue Qingyu and knelt down and looked at the young man on the bed.

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