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I was a little stunned, and suddenly I realized that I really seemed to be missing something. The rain is from ancient times, and the Penglai Sword Pavilion has also been preserved from the valley to the present. It seems not impossible that the two have directly intersected.

"That rain is actually just a feeling of being alive. Some people are better off alive than dead. Take these people who are controlled by Penglai Immortal Pavilion. The soul is under absolute control. Is such a person considered alive? ”

My words did not make Yu Yan feel relieved, on the contrary, it was very rare, and there was a trace of sadness on Yu Yan's beautiful but expressionless face. Again, he asked, "Is it alive without a soul?" ”

I really want to slap myself in the mouth, I don't have anything to say! How did he forget that Yu Yan was a corpse puppet? There is only one body, and the soul has long since lost its place.

"Ahem! The soul is not an independent being, you are already an independent individual from the time you generate yourself, which means that you have your own spiritual intelligence. In fact, it is a new self. You don't feel it naturally or the person who died, and you know grief. ”

Yu Yan looked at me, his brows were tightly locked, and it took a long time to pull the corners of his mouth slightly, this can be regarded as a smile! But it really has nothing to do with beauty. But I could feel his smile for the first time.

"I don't know why, seeing that ring in the Treasure Pavilion reminded me of a person, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but I felt that he seemed to be important. I felt my heart hurt. I knew I was a corpse golem, just a moving body. I don't know if I'm alive or if I'm just a walking corpse. Thank you anyway. Yu Yan seemed to have figured out something, and his tone rarely became soft. The body also disappeared directly. The dragon pattern space of the Qiankun Mirror has long been open to him, and he doesn't need my permission to come and go at all.

Watching the rain disappear, I re-focused my gaze on Dao Lian's body. The two black silk threads have been fused for the most part. The silk thread that represents recklessness has become stronger and stronger, while the side that represents Buddha nature is still shining gold. After being devoured, it actually affected the other party and turned into a faint red.

I frowned, not knowing whether this change was good or bad, and the change in soul was always elusive. Mortals know the soul, but they don't know what the soul is. The soul that the cultivators say is the three souls and the seven spirits, but this is only the most superficial understanding. As the level of cultivation deepened, especially at the realm of the Seventh-Rank Heavenly Master, there would be a process of fusion of souls, which was actually why the Seventh-Rank Heavenly Master was the beginning of evolving into a new life form.

After reaching the realm of Bapinzun, the sword slashed itself, and the three souls became one. This is a new lifeform.

The changes in Dao Lian's soul are now something I have never seen or heard of. I don't know if this change is good or bad, and it's impossible to stop it, let alone do anything about Dao Ren because of the deterioration of the situation. All in all, I'm a little dazed right now, and no one is not confused when things are out of my control.

"Sword Pavilion Luda, meet the Pavilion Master."

"Sword Pavilion Lu Ping has seen the Pavilion Master."

"Sword Pavilion Jiang is like the wind to meet the pavilion master."

"Sword Pavilion Qi Ruhai to meet the Pavilion Master."

Outside the Nine Yin Soul Formation, the four Sword Pavilion Pavilion Masters bowed and saluted one after another. All four pairs of eyes had a hint of wariness. Even Qi Ruhai and Lu Ping still had a hint of hostility.

"Elder Jiang, is the matter over?" I saw in the formation that Lu Ping and Qi Ruhai were both injured. And Jiang Rufeng seemed to be injured as well, so he asked suspiciously.

"Back to the pavilion master, the internal turmoil in the Sword Pavilion is only because of the change of the pavilion master, the humble past persuasion, the dismissal of Wen Tao Wuluo, and the blessing of the sky, naturally loved by the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, we are the four elders of the Sword Pavilion to welcome the return of the pavilion master." Jiang Rufeng said respectfully.

I nodded, "Yes! That's good, you have protected the Treasure Pavilion well, and it is a credit to stabilize the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, I have written it down. I will not do you any wrong. I can't go away when I occupy the time, everything is headed by Elder Jiang Rufeng, and now Elder Jiang is the first elder of the Sword Pavilion. He can represent me when I am not there. Stand down. ”

Jiang Rufeng showed a hint of joy, bowed down and said, "Obey the order of the pavilion master." ”

Although I was not used to this way of interacting, I did not say anything to stop it. It seems that having such a Penglai Immortal Pavilion is also very good, so that his subordinates are in awe, and he will naturally control the Sword Pavilion more firmly! is the maximization of benefits.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.

Dao Lian's soul had been fused three days ago, and what made me different was that after the fusion, Dao Lian's soul thread seemed to have begun to dormant, just like a well-fed beast that was satisfied and naturally wanted to go to sleep to digest its own food.

It doesn't end like that. After the soul thread of Dao Lian was completely fused, it became red, as if it was a piece of steel heated to the extreme, and after being added to the high temperature, it began to cool slowly, from red to dark red, and now it has completely turned into the original black.

"Emida Blessing! Good, good, good! The poor monk has finally come back to life! Thank you, boss!"

Seven days, sixteen hours, and thirty-seven minutes, Dao Lian finally opened his big Buddha-like eyes. Flashed to me. Although this statement is somewhat nondescript.

"You're awake! That, are you a monk or a Taoist now? I'm going to loot the Treasure Pavilion later, you don't have an opinion, do you? Owen asked tentatively, because I don't know if the current Dao mercy is still the original, or if it is the Buddha nature, or if it is done spontaneously.

"Hey, hey! Boss, how can such a thing be described as a ransack! We are in order not to let the pearl be cast secretly, not to let the treasure be dusted, this is the purification of sentient beings, my Buddha compassion! Ah! Dao Lian said seriously, and suddenly I slapped the back of the head and called out.

"You kid! Hahahaha! Let's go to the Sword Pavilion Treasure Pavilion! By the way, I forgot to tell you that the Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion is now me! I laughed, this removed the Nine Yin Soul Separation Formation, and walked towards the mountain.

"Welcome back the Pavilion Master!" The four elders of Jiang Rufeng led the disciples of the Sword Pavilion to form a phalanx and saluted on the mountain road.

"Emida Blessing! The poor monk is not dreaming, or the poor monk has entered the Buddha country! Dao Lian's eyes looked around brightly, and in his eyes, these people seemed to be made of spirit stones.

"I said, don't have any bad ideas, you kid, it's enough to have a treasure pavilion, the Sword Pavilion has been our base camp for the past three years, and the rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest!" I whispered.

"Hehe, don't worry, boss." Dao Lian rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Pavilion master, please enter the main hall." Jiang Rufeng said respectfully, but the corners of his eyes were constantly twitching, as a Tianzun, he naturally heard the whispered conversation just now, and his heart was also depressed, is it only three years in three years? So what will happen here after three years? What else is called a treasure pavilion! Doesn't the Treasure Pavilion belong to you now, do you have your own robbery?

In the main hall of the Sword Pavilion, all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion totaled three hundred and sixty-five people lined up in the Great Zhou Tian Formation, and the stars and moons generally highlighted the high platform in the middle of the tall and mysterious.

Stepping up to the high platform and sitting on the seat, looking at the people under the stage, I suddenly had a feeling of being on top, and I only felt that the people crawling at my feet were Luo ants. And their life and death are just between their own thoughts.

It's a feeling that is really fascinating. It's a pity that I know that cultivators have no desires and no desires for all kinds of nature, and they immerse themselves in the desire for power. It's tantamount to adding a cage to yourself. This feeling may be a pleasure and glory for others, but all I need is this force, and I don't care about anything else.

"The Pavilion Master has been around for a long time," just as I sat down, the people in the audience congratulated. Streams of aura gathered along the veins of the Zhou Tian Great Array towards the high platform. I suddenly realized that my thoughts seemed a little simpler. A stream of soul power seems to be devoured as long as I want to, and the people in the audience have unknowingly handed over their soul contracts to me because of this Zhou Tian Great Array.

No wonder I feel that I can control the life and death of these people with just one thought, how can I not be controlled with a soul contract.

Soul contract soldiers can not be signed at will, a person can only sign four master-servant contracts, no matter how much, it will be beyond the capacity of one's soul, but with the Zhou Tian formation method, it is different, with soul stones, let alone three hundred and sixty-seven people, even if three thousand six hundred people rely on soul stones, it is a breeze.

Although I don't like this kind of constraint, I don't refuse it, this kind of control is naturally the safest and most reliable way, especially when you don't know anything here, and using the soul to control is the only way.

There were only four people in the middle, who did not show any indication and did not leave the Zhou Tian Great Array without a trace. Because they know the power of this Sunday Great Array, and they also know what it feels like for their souls to be controlled.

The four of them were silently vigilant, nervously observing the high platform, as long as the newly appointed pavilion master had the slightest mistake, the four of them had already discussed a desperate battle, and would rather die than let their souls be controlled.

Watching the soul marks on the soul stone continue to form. I can even direct myself at any of them with these imprints, and I can't be mistaken. This is the absolute control of the soul stone. However, the soul stone is not absolutely controlled, because, the soul stone cannot recognize the master, this fast soul stone can be said to play its role no matter who holds it, which is a bit bloody!

What surprised me was that this fast soul stone should not be tightly controlled, and why it was placed here so safely.

"There are three hundred and sixty-seven people in the Sword Pavilion, and four elders, I respectfully invite the Pavilion Master, drop blood to trigger the magic circle!" Jiang Rufeng suddenly shouted at this time.