The name of the upper dantian between the eyebrows is called "ancestral knot", and the heavenly soul of the human being is placed in it, the heavenly soul is the yang, representing the light of the human body, and the earth soul is the shadow formed by the heavenly soul shining on the soul of life. The two souls of heaven and earth intersect with yin and yang to form the soul of life. The soul of life is the center, if a person loses his soul, the soul of heaven will disappear, and the soul of the earth will die.

Because of the requirement for the consummation of the three souls, the Qinglian Treasure Banner is just slowly rotating, and ordinary mortals have many strong hearts, but in the end, because they can't absorb the aura between heaven and earth, the gods and souls can't be refined.

The soul of life gives birth to seven spirits, gives birth to "Tianchong" and "Linghui" main wisdom, "qi" and "force" main line, "essence" and "Ying" main health, and "center" is complete.

What was drawn out by the blue light between Ye Bufan's eyebrows was a ray of the shining light of the heavenly soul, because the soul of life was still there, and the seven spirits were still complete, and they could still hear, see, think, think, speak, and act. It's just that after an instant, the glowing light between the eyebrows turned into a small ball of light. His face was immediately covered with a gray color.

Once the heavenly soul is lost, the earth soul is weak. Ye Bufan felt a pain in his heart, and another small ball of light came out of his chest.

Seeing the horrific scene on his body with his own eyes, Ye Bufan was dumbfounded, and his face was distorted. wanted to move, wanted to shout, but even lost the second soul but drained the strength of his whole body in an instant, his body weakened, and he fell backwards on his back, in his consciousness, he also wanted to tighten his arm and not fall his son Ye Tian, let go of his right hand, and not pull down his wife Lin Zhi.

With a soft muffled sound, Ye Bufan lay on the ground, and the rusty sword inserted in the oilcloth pierced his back with the tip of the sword. In the pain of stinging, his already sluggish spirit shook violently, and he struggled to tilt his head to the left, and saw his son's thin little face in front of him, his eyebrows were scattered, his face was distorted, and the light in the air could not hide the gray color of sudden death on his face.

Ye Bufan's blood stirred his pupils, his eyes turned red, and he wanted to pick up his son again, but the only remaining strength in his body could only move his fingers.

Then the whole body violently seemed to be smashed alive, Ye Bufan's painful face was like a demon, and his whole body convulsed, and in the dantian of his lower abdomen, the last ray of fluorescence had already penetrated through his clothes.

As soon as the soul comes out, the seven spirits are scattered, which is the time when the gods disappear and people die.

"No"

With the last bit of consciousness, Ye Bufan screamed out in his heart his obsession with surviving.

The life soul was about to come out of his body, and under the light of the blue light, his heavenly soul and earth soul had already merged into a slightly larger light cluster.

At this moment, a small vision suddenly appeared, and the black qi on Ye Bufan's side appeared, and after a flash of divine thought, the black qi dissipated, and in the shadow was a round bead as black as ink soaked in the blood flowing from the wound on his back.

This small bead that fell out of the pocket of his short coat was hidden in the shadow of Ye Bufan's armpit, like a small fallen leaf in the vast forest, and would not attract anyone's attention at all.

The blue lotus treasure banner in the air no longer rotates slowly, after the banner is raised, 6 twisting light clusters floating in the blue light escape into the banner like electric light, the light of the green forest is gone, the big banner shrinks in the storm, and turns into a black light and runs away to the moon again.

Yuan Yangzi came with the light, silently recited the magic and accepted the green lotus treasure color flag, and under the divine sense, he nodded slightly and put the flag into the five-color green lotus pendant on his waist. Looking at the sea of fire that was about to sweep through the whole village under his feet, he raised his hand to pinch the trick, and five corner flags broke through the air.

After receiving the five array flags of the Qingyun Lost Array, the green clouds and mist that shrouded Shishanbao Village disappeared with the wind, and the dry and clear night breeze lost its blockage, fueling the fire more and more, and the sky was completely roasted red.

Yuan Yangzi ran the Yuan Baby, his body flashed, and he landed on a high slope in the east of the village like a streamer, and looked at Ouyang Jing with a different color on his face and the big housekeeper Liu who was trembling, and after a deep groan, he opened his mouth and said to Ouyang Jing, "The sect will send a disciple of the Yudan period to rest with you tomorrow, as for Zhuji Dan," Yuan Yangzi waved his robe sleeve, "It's not too late to wait for the cultivation of the children in your clan to arrive." ”

Ouyang Jing was a little depressed when he didn't get the Zhuji Dan, but being able to rest with the monks of the Jindan period was not only a great help to the improvement of his realm, but also a great help to the consolidation of the status of the Ouyang family.

In a blink of an eye, he thought of the benefits, Ouyang Jing smiled like a flower, and bowed sideways, "Thank you for your help."

Yuan Yangzi waved his hand, looked at the big housekeeper Liu who was still shaking Suosuo, and after brushing the jade pendant on his waist with his right hand, there was a small jade box in his palm.

"Steward Liu's guidance work, Elder Ben also has a small reward. ”

The elder of the sect, who was not regarded as a god, turned his palm and destroyed his body and soul, Liu Shancai finally suppressed the shaking of his body bones, bent his waist like a broken backbone, and hurriedly excused himself, "Don't dare, don't dare,"

Hearing Steward Liu's resignation, Yuan Yangzi's face turned cold, and he waved his fingers and popped out the jade box in his hand.

Seeing Yuan Yangzi's cold face, Liu Shancai was frightened and weak, and he insisted that he did not kneel, caught the jade box that flew slowly, did not dare to hesitate any longer, bowed down, and carefully put the jade box into the storage bag on his waist.

Yuan Yangzi smiled, and his white and fat round face looked kind and kind. Liu Shancai's back was cold, and then he felt a cold sweat running down.

Everything is finished, Yuan Yangzi said no more, probed his hand to sacrifice the five-colored green cloud pendant in the cloud shuttle, the ban was lifted, the cloud shuttle suddenly grew into a ten-zhang long dragon wooden boat, Yuan Yangzi stepped on the boat, followed by Ouyang Jing and Liu Shancai boarded the wooden boat, Yuan Yangzi slapped a palm on the head of the dragon in front of the boat, and the spiritual power urged, and the cloud shuttle slowly rose into the air under the traction of divine consciousness.

The dragon wooden boat circled over Shishanbao Village for a week with the flames that rushed to the sky, and Yuan Yangzi stood at the bow of the boat, letting go of his divine sense and sweeping the entire mountain village.

Just now, he felt a slight movement in his thoughts, as if a trace of thought swept across the wooden boat.

Under the divine sense, the mountain village under his feet is just a scorched earth, unless there is a cultivator above the Yuan Infant, he can do it under the investigation of his divine sense.

"Above the Yuan Baby?"

Yuan Yangzi shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, and raised his eyes to look at the dark cloud forest sea in the extreme distance.

I don't know what demons and ghosts are attracted by the firelight? For the sake of an "ant", he had no intention of staying any longer, Yuan Yangzi urged the wooden boat, and the huge boat body broke through the flames and flew towards the Tiancang Mountain Range.

It's true that no one has ever seen a wooden boat. It's a soul, Ye Bufan's soul.

This is a dark and deep void, a wisp of phosphorus green fire is quietly suspended in the void, before this wisp of green fire, a light cluster that emits a shimmering light is stretching and transforming into a small light man.

Ye Bufan didn't know what was going on, he only knew that he was still alive in some strange way.

I don't know if I can see the scene around me without eyes.

But he did see everything that happened in the sea of fire, saw the huge wooden boat flying in the sky, and saw his body lying quietly in the sky, his son still tightly in the crook of his left arm, and the palm of his right hand gently pulling his wife.

Ye Bufan wanted to rush out, but found that no matter how hard he tried, there was an invisible barrier.

The little light man began to twist violently, causing the green flame behind him to start swaying gently from side to side.

"The flames finally began to engulf the walls of his house, and the bouncing sparks had splattered onto his coarse cloth clothes."

A terrifying scream suddenly rang out in the void.

The green flame of phosphorus suddenly jumped, and it was so frightened that it turned into a green light and burrowed into the small light man.

The dark and deep void shattered in an instant, and the small light man turned into a streamer of light and drilled into Ye Bufan's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The inky black beads had turned into a small pile of fine black powder.

Before Ye Bufan opened his eyes, he felt the pain of the fire burning on his feet, gasped a breath of steaming air, shrunk his legs, and looked up with great effort, the rough wooden courtyard wall not far in front of him had been burned like a bright torch. Thinking about getting up, his body softened and he lay down on the ground.

He simply lay on his back, staring with empty eyes at the red sky in front of him, which was roasted by the fire and looked like it was covered with blood.

The son's body in the crook of his arm was as light as if he had lost weight, and the palm of his wife's hand in his right hand still had some warm heat.

Two lines of damp heat gushed out of the corners of his eyes and flowed down his cheeks, Ye Bufan let go of his wife's palm, raised his right hand and wiped his eyes with great effort.

After applying, it is not tears that remain in the palms of your hands.

Looking at the blood on his palm, Ye Bufan suddenly grinned at the corner of his mouth.

The scorching flames were roasting his feet again, the ground was burned by the fire and began to be a little hot, the collapsed courtyard wall was still "crackling", and the firewood and grass stacks not far from Ye Bufan had already burst out of the flames. For a while, the hot skin around him was hot and painful, the air was filled with flying ash, and the smoke was scorching.

Ye Bufan bit his lip fiercely, the salty taste in his mouth shocked his spirit, and the weakness brought by the return of his soul began to slowly fade, and he moved his legs and feet and turned over.

The flames had already licked up the side walls of the wooden house, and in a little more time it would have completely engulfed the cabin that had been living for more than 20 years. Ye Bufan spit out the blood foam in his mouth, hugged his son tightly to his chest again, grabbed his wife and leaned on the right side of his body, and rushed into the wooden house with all his strength as if he was struggling for his life.

Gently laying his son and wife flat on the wooden bed, as if he had been returning home late for many years, Ye Bufan gently rubbed his son's hair and rubbed his wife's cheek with the back of his hand.

The flames quickly burned through the side walls of the wooden house, and under the flames, the inside of the house was unusually bright, and after Ye Bufan finally took a deep look at his son and wife, he rushed out of the wooden house without looking back.

There is a high slope covered with grass on the west side of Shishanbao Village, with some unknown small yellow flowers blooming all year round, when Ye Bufan climbed to the highest point of the high slope, his feet were bloody, and the short coat on his body was only two pieces of cloth that could only cover half of his body, and the coarse cloth pants below were scorched with flesh and skin, and the short ones exposed his knees. The two arms were licked by the flames, the hair was dry and charred like a mess of weeds, and the face was black and gray, stained with blood, and there was no longer a trace of white skin.

The night breeze on the top of the slope is fresh and cool, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers.

Ye Bufan knelt on the top of the slope with his knees touching the ground, quietly looking at Shishanbao Village, which had completely become a hell of fire.