When Chang Dong asked Sang Junwu for the method of opening the soul of sacrifice, Sang Junwu once added, saying: "Others only know the importance of the soul of sacrifice, but they scoff at the sea of sacrifice, but they don't know that there is no sea of sacrifice, where is the soul of sacrifice?" ”

In Sang Junwu's statement, the soul of sacrifice is important, but in the final analysis, it is just "the fruit of the fruit to the fruit tree".

If you can achieve "it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish", and control the sea of sacrifice, it is very likely that you will cultivate the soul of sacrifice yourself.

Unfortunately, Sang Junwu mastered the "grafting technique" of the sacrificial sea.

It's a very complicated set of techniques.

In short, activate the Fragmented Galaxy with a special spirit urn to keep the Sea of Sacrifice alive, and then use the Great Divine Power to completely awaken the Sea of Sacrifice and make it a back garden.

To be honest, the importance of this set of spells is self-evident.

Sang Junwu explained: "Telling you this, I just want to express my kindness, I hope we can become friends, if the sacrificial sea bears fruit again, it would be good to give a cost price." ”

Regarding Sang Junwu's explanation, Chang Dong was noncommittal.

However, in any case, there is really no problem with the grafting technique of this sacrificial soul.

Chang Dong, whose consciousness fell on Ibilis, looked at this vast galaxy of fragments, and he was excited and big.

This sea of sacrifice contains the homesick souls of the soldiers who have sacrificed for eleven years, and it is far more huge than you can imagine!

It is not easy to maintain this sea of sacrifices, even if only partially it is active.

However, in any case, everything is difficult at the beginning, and even more difficult is that you can't even open the beginning!

He finally took the first step, didn't he start?

……

After Chang Dong's spirit body left the sea of sacrifice, he did not go far, and settled on the mountain where he entered.

He looked up at the sky, even though he already knew it in his heart, and his spirit was in a trance.

At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, and looking at the time, it will only be two or three hours at most.

You must know that his two rounds of exploration of the Sea of Sacrifice had a total of at least eight or nine days, but only a few hours had passed outside, and this time was reversed, and it was simply a sense of absurdity.

When Chang Dong lamented that the concept of time was reversed, Fei Shanzhuo and others also came out of the sea of sacrifice one after another.

As soon as they landed on the mountain, their eyes looked at Chang Dong with burning eyes.

Without waiting for them to speak, Chang Dong raised his hand, and the sacrificial soul, or spiritual energy, that exuded a bright white glow, quietly appeared in his palm, and as his mind moved, this spiritual energy squeezed out four small balls and flew towards Fei Shanzhuo and the others.

Chang Dong said casually: "Well, let's divide it first, so that you don't have to worry, don't forget to pay off your debts." ”

Fei Shanzhuo and the others, who received one-tenth of the spiritual energy beads, felt the pure energy inside, and their bodies couldn't help but be excited!

Looking at Chang Dong's eyes, he was even more full of admiration.

Because if you put yourself in their shoes, if they were Changdong, they would probably wait for the price to sell.

But Chang Dongda gave it generously, and he didn't worry that they would repay the debt, and this atmosphere had to be admired!

However, this move also indirectly shows that Chang Dong is not afraid of them defaulting on their debts.

Among them, Zong Gaojie reacted the fastest, he checked it slightly, and after making sure that there was no problem with the spiritual energy bead, he hurriedly threw it into his mouth, swallowed it like a jujube, and looked at Xia Zhiqing: "Ms. Xia, I have a ......."

Before the words fell, Xia Zhiqing didn't even check it, so she stuffed the spiritual energy beads in her hand into her mouth, stuck out her tongue and said, "I'm sorry, my ears are soft, I'm really afraid that I can't help but change it with you." ”

Zong Gaojie was stunned, and then his face was full of helplessness, but it didn't take long for his expression to become ecstatic.

Because with this spiritual energy bead entering his body, his spiritual body grew rapidly, almost breaking through the realm of three-element qi collection in a snap of his fingers, and stepping into the Four Elephants Returning Sect with great ease.

Fei Shanzhuo, who was also in the realm of three-element qi harvesting, saw this, and couldn't wait to swallow the spiritual energy bead he had just started.

The visible pollution of the Spirit Eye spread from Fei Shanzhuo's body to the outside, and the amount of pollution was increasing wildly, but just as he was about to break through the realm of the Four Elephants Returning to the Sect, he suddenly stopped.

Fei Shanzhuo's originally ecstatic expression was stunned for a moment, and then froze.

Seeing this, the corners of Zong Gaojie's mouth twitched and looked to the side.

The same realm is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, if the territory of Sanyuan gas production is subdivided into upper, middle and lower grades, Zong Gaojie is the realm of Sanyuan gas extraction, and Fei Shanzhuo is the lower grade.

Therefore, the same amount of spiritual energy can allow Zong Gaojie to break through the Four Elephants and return to the sect, but at most let Fei Shan ponder the knife threshold.

For a while, Fei Shanzhuo, who was originally overjoyed, sank his expression by three points.

Because of the special nature of the exercises, it is almost difficult for him to improve again, and forcibly improving his cultivation will only increase the probability of falling into madness, which he does not want to see.

Therefore, if there is no accident, he will most likely remain in the realm of three-element gas extraction.

He subconsciously looked at Cao Fu.

However, Cao Fu's eyes had already looked to the side.

Although it is completely understandable that Cao Fu is unwilling to share him, Fei Shanzhuo still has a grudge in his heart.

He couldn't help but look at Chang Dong.

"I'll wait for you in the hotel for two days." Chang Dong ignored Fei Shanzhuo's gaze, and after speaking, he immediately spread six pairs of wings, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the hotel.

The remaining four people glanced at each other, didn't say a word of gossip, and then dispersed in a hurry.

Now, for everyone, digesting the psionic energy in their hands is the most important thing. Even if it is Zong Gaojie, it will take time to stabilize the realm and converge pollution.

About an hour after everyone left, Chang Dong quietly landed from the sky and returned to the mountain again.

He looked at the sea of sacrifices below the mountain, his gaze fanatical.

The sea of sacrifices, which has been plucked from the soul, has dimmed a lot, although it still looks like a sea of endless waves, but it is obviously less spiritual.

It has become a dead sea, and it will not be long before it will dissipate into heaven and earth.

Chang Dong took a deep breath, raised his left hand, and pressed the sea of sacrifices virtually.

In an instant, inside the Sea of Sacrifice, hundreds of memory fireflies lit up by Chang Dong trembled, and a strange gravitational force was built out of it.

Judging from the appearance, the entire sea of sacrifices boiled in an instant.

In the middle of the ocean, a whirlpool suddenly appeared.

No, to be precise, it's more like a black hole, crazy and devouring everything.

In just a dozen breaths, the huge sea of sacrifices was swallowed up.

In the huge valley, only a black hole remains, quietly suspended in the air.

Chang Dong's heart moved, and it lost its soul, like a spineless minion, flying over and landing in the palm of its master.

At first glance, it looked like a hole had been opened in Chang Dong's palm, but there was not a trace of flesh and blood, or even spiritual energy white mist on the edge.

Chang Dong felt the sea of sacrifice sealed in the palm of his left hand, his eyes flickered, and it would be difficult to completely awaken this sea of sacrifice and make it bear fruit again.

But it's a hope, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Chang Dong was in high spirits for a while, jumped towards the sky with a trace of fish belly white, spread six pairs of wings again, and galloped away, as if flying towards the light.