There was a ridiculous farce with Liu Yiyi, but Ye Changsheng didn't care so much about the rumors.

After chatting with Lu Zixinshan for a while, everyone was taken to an elegant courtyard and rested.

In the dead of night, Ye Changsheng sat cross-legged in the small courtyard, waiting for his mood to completely calm down, and walked towards a quiet cultivation room.

In a small room of more than ten square meters, the walls are painted in starry blue, dotted with stars, quiet and ethereal.

Ye Changsheng sat on the jade futon in the center of the secret room, took out a golden relic, contemplated it for a moment, and then put it in the palm of his hand.

He was really about to activate the mysteries of the mind of the "Relic Reincarnation Technique" and refine the relics in his palm, but suddenly, there was an abnormal beating in his heart.

Without warning, a crack cracked in the beating heart, and the black Demon Heart Sword turned into a streamer of light, leaking out of its body.

With a flash of light, the black sword body took shape again, suspended on Ye Changsheng's palm, and the tip of the sword was facing the golden relic.

"Buzz!"

The tip of the sword rotated, releasing a stream of light.

The relics suddenly exploded, turning into countless golden points of light, flying from Ye Changsheng's white palm.

The golden points of light were pulled by the Demon Heart Sword, like a circular orbit of stars, and they rotated and moved in a quiet and incomparably quiet place.

Specks of light penetrated into the sword body, and the orbit of the starlight was reduced layer by layer.

Ye Changsheng was about to finish absorbing the light spot, and took out a golden relic again and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Bang!"

The relics exploded again, and golden points of light floated up, forming halos again.

Unconsciously, the five golden relics were all fed to the Demon Heart Sword.

The last golden point of light disappeared, and the Demon Heart Sword waited for a moment, probably until it was no more, and he turned the tip of the sword a little unwillingly, and with a slump of a voice, it returned to Ye Changsheng's heart.

"Bang!"

The heart beat violently, and a powerful energy erupted from the heart and swept through the body.

There were three hundred and sixty-one acupuncture points in the body, and the solidified spirit crystals flickered at the same time, absorbing this powerful spiritual power.

Ye Changsheng's cultivation at the beginning of the True Martial Realm had also been significantly improved.

There was also an even more powerful energy that directly entered the Spirit Sea space and was injected into the seventh-level floating slaughter that stood above the black lotus.

The seven-story pagoda is covered with a layer of incomparably holy black light.

At the same time, one after another secret thoughts escaped from the Demon Heart Sword and burrowed into the depths of Ye Changsheng's soul sea.

The sea of souls made waves, suddenly shaking outward, and the area instantly expanded a lot!

The golden thoughts, like swimming dragons, floated up and sank, one after another, merging into the sea of souls.

In the depths of the soul sea, a mysterious hexagonal sigil slowly appeared.

Although its print was blurry and the lines were intermittent, Ye Changsheng recognized it.

The seal of reincarnation!

The seal of reincarnation, the unique seal created by the Wuji Demon Venerable with the culmination of thousands of years of practice, the fusion of the demon path and the Buddhist path.

This supreme seal on the soul can not only teleport in space, but also reverse the law of time.

Once the practitioner's body collapses, the Seal will automatically activate.

Ye Changsheng was inexplicably excited, he finally figured out why he was reborn.

It must have been on the day he died, the trace of the mind that the Infinite Demon Venerable had left in the Demon Heart Sword, and the last thought, activated the Seal of Reincarnation and sent him back to three months ago.

And on the day of his death, the period of March reincarnation had expired, and under the backlash of the Heavenly Dao, the body of the Wuji Demon Venerable finally dissolved and turned into ninety-nine eighty-one relics.

It was the idea in the relics that awakened the memory of the Demon Heart Sword, so that the magic seal of the seal of reincarnation hit Ye Changsheng's soul.

Ye Changsheng was entangled and guilty again, and muttered: "Lord Demon Venerable, the backlash of the seal of reincarnation should fall on the disciple's body." ”

If the revolt of the Seal of Reincarnation falls on his body, then the body of the Infinite Demon Venerable will continue to exist, and maybe one day it will be resurrected.

In this way, it was the Infinite Demon Venerable who gave up his life and saved his life.

There is no point in discussing what has already happened.

Instead of falling into shame and entanglement, it is better to concentrate on carrying forward the inheritance of the Infinite Demon Venerable.

His mind was restless, Ye Changsheng didn't dare to think about it, so he calmed himself down and continued to read the thoughts in his mind.

Most of the messages from the Golden Relic are incomplete, like the practice of the seal of reincarnation, which is intermittent and unsystematic.

Probably only when Ye Changsheng had refined all the ninety-nine, eighty-eighty-one golden relics could he stitch these messages together.

Only at that time can the seal of reincarnation hit the depths of his soul be repaired and given back the ability to defy the sky.

"True Martial Space?" Ye Changsheng suddenly read a message and couldn't help but be surprised.

The real martial arts space is actually the projection of the soul into a virtual space, so as to carry out the cultivation of martial arts in the virtual.

In this virtual space, the Infinity Demon Venerable has set up "masters" of different levels and styles as actual combat sparring partners for spellcasters.

The True Martial Space is equivalent to a branch of the Nine Heavens Refining Divine Formula, an ability that extends from the third layer of the Floating Slaughter.

Didn't I just cultivate to the third level of floating slaughter, I can just give it a try.

Curiosity aroused, Ye Changsheng activated the mental method of the "True Martial Space", and his mind projected towards the seventh-level floating slaughter of the Spirit Sea.

The seventh-level floating slaughter instantly became thick and deep, tall and majestic, and you couldn't even see the top of it when you looked up.

Ye Changsheng's soul was shrouded in a divine and mysterious aura and projected towards the three-story tower.

The black light shone brightly, and the magic sound burst out.

In a moment's trance, Ye Changsheng was shocked to find that he was in a huge ethereal space.

The space was vast, surrounded by clouds and mist, and he stood on a towering platform, beneath which the black fog was rolling and bottomless.

Although it was a soul projection, everything was so real, Ye Changsheng touched his body, and then held the hilt of the sword hanging from his waist, it was so real.

He pinched himself again, and he felt the pain as well, just like in the outside world.

"This is the True Martial Space?" Ye Changsheng looked surprised and couldn't help but say out loud.

The sound is also real, and after it spreads outward, it decreases layer by layer, and there is a faint echo.

Ye Changsheng looked around, sensed it carefully for a moment, and began to adapt to the projection environment.

Presumably in order to save energy, the True Martial Space needs to be reactivated.

Once the space is activated, this virtual space will have more than ten times the speed of time.

In other words, ten days of cultivation in the virtual space is equivalent to one day of cultivation in the outside world.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "True Martial Space, open it!"