After weaving the soul gold bead, Ye Jian obviously felt that his perception of objects had reached a subtle realm, just like now he could turn the true qi in his body into a trace to use it to avoid unnecessary Lang fees.

The golden bead is immortal, and the soul is immortal!

Ye Jian immediately comprehended the soul attack method attached to the 'Nine Turns Soul Formula', soul attack, which can take two attack methods.

One is the direct attack of soul power. That is, the soul power is turned into a sword, spear, sword and halberd, and directly attacks the soul in the opponent's mind, such an attack method is very effective and direct, and because the way of making moves is elusive, it is easy to hit the opponent hard.

It's just that although the direct attack of the soul is extremely powerful, there is also a great risk, that is, attacking the enemy in this way, if it is interrupted by someone in the middle, the soul will be damaged at the least, and the soul will be destroyed on the spot.

It is a mystic who often decisively does not use this trick unless it is absolutely necessary.

So here came the second way of attack, that is, the indirect attack method, which is to use soul power to override foreign objects to attack the opponent, such as controlling a sword, so this is how the sword technique comes about.

Ye Jian suddenly recalled the scene when he was chased and killed by the fat man of the Transformation Yuan Realm in the Hengduan Mountain Range, and he seemed to remember that the other party had manipulated a short sword out of thin air, and he almost took his own life.

Ye Jian suddenly recalled the fat man's short sword, which was still stored in the space ring by himself, and immediately said with great joy: "I am worried that I don't have a suitable blade to practice flying swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that there is one in my space ring, it seems that there is a fixed number in the dark." ”

"Ahem. The eighth master coughed lightly, interrupting Ye Jian's stinky beauty, "Ye boy, you call it a mistake, don't always use the 'heaven's arrangement' to put gold on your face." ”

"Eighth Master, that's not right. Ye Jian said slowly, "I originally accepted that fat man's short sword just to save my life, but I never thought that I would cultivate the soul law. ”

"Hmph!" The eighth master couldn't resist it, and immediately snorted coldly, and then ignored Ye Jian.

Seeing this, Ye Jian chuckled, and immediately wiped his left hand on the space ring, and suddenly the white light flickered, and a dagger with a lack of cold light appeared in Ye Jian's hand.

As soon as the dagger appeared, it was very spiritual to try to escape, seeing this, Ye Jian immediately waved his right hand, and suddenly a big hand of true qi directly imprisoned the dagger.

This short dagger is the blade of the middle-aged fat man, naturally hiding a soul of his in the sword body, Ye Jian saw that the short dagger was still breaking free in his hand, and immediately sneered.

Burst~!

Ye Jian's right hand 'Teng' ignited a puff of black flames, completely enveloping the short dagger bag, and the short dagger broke free frantically under the scorching black flame, and the strength of breaking free became stronger and stronger.

It's a pity that it still failed in the end, and the dagger jumped in the black flames, and a wisp of cyan soul silk immediately seeped out of its sword body, and as soon as the soul died, it was burned dry and tightly by the black flames.

As soon as the black flame was retracted, Ye Jian immediately carefully inspected the dagger in his palm, a jade-like material, seven inches long, pale cyan throughout, and several complex silver spirit marks engraved on it.

Ye Jian immediately manipulated the soul gold bead in his mind, and separated a trace of golden soul thread, which slowly poured into the short dagger through the eyebrow seal hall.

Airplanes~!

The dagger trembled lightly again, as if it had suddenly regained its spirituality, and the dagger was successfully controlled, and at the same time, Ye Jian clearly felt the existence of the dagger, as if it was a part of his body.

Ye Jian's mind moved, and suddenly the dagger levitated in front of him, Ye Jian's mind moved again, and immediately the dagger turned into a streamer, directly piercing the table and chair in front of him, and the speed was no less than twice the speed of sound.

"Great, I'll call you Flying Swordsmanship in the future, it seems that I have another killer feature. Ye Jian said happily.

So in the following time, Ye Jian was familiar with the control of the dagger in the room to carry out various slashes, and soon, time passed in a hurry, and a new day finally arrived.

Ye Jian washed up briefly, and immediately walked out of the door, facing the slowly rising sun, constantly fiddling with a very strange posture.

Every time Ye Jian put on a pose, he felt that there was a force pressing on him, and in just a moment, the clothes around Ye Jian's body were soaked.

However, although this posture was very difficult to do, Ye Jian still gritted his teeth and persisted for two and a half hours, until the shopkeeper brought breakfast, and Ye Jian did not take the work.

Call~!

With a deep exhalation, Ye Jian retracted his strength, but in an instant, Ye Jian felt that his body seemed to become lighter, and he clearly felt that the speed of the Ziyang True Qi running in his body was a little faster.

"Eighth Master, this strange posture of yours will have such an obvious effect when practiced, what kind of posture is this?" Ye Jian couldn't help but ask.

His set of postures was taught by the eighth master after he chose the Ziyang Sword Sutra as **, so that he fiddled with these postures against the rising sun every morning when the sun had just risen.

At first, Ye Jian felt that cultivating these postures could only bring him a thick exhaustion, and there was no other benefit at all, and he even wanted to give up.

But now it's different, now that his soul has reached the first turn, his perception has entered the subtle realm, so he can sense the subtle benefits brought by this set of postures, and Ye Jian finally understands the good intentions of the eighth master.

"Hmph, Ye boy, you were born in happiness and don't know how to be blessed, and you still want to give up, but fortunately, you didn't waste my hard work in vain. The eighth master said quite smugly.

Ye Jian nodded slightly, although the daily progress of this set of postures was minimal, he always firmly believed that as long as he was willing to persevere, there would be a qualitative change one day.

Immediately, Ye Jian had breakfast, found out the address of the largest teahouse in Quzhou City from the shopkeeper's mouth, and immediately walked towards the teahouse, Ye Jian wanted to hear some news of the population loss in Sanxing Town, so it was naturally more appropriate to choose a teahouse with a mixture of dragons and snakes.

After passing through several streets, Qinchun Garden, the largest teahouse in Quzhou City, was presented in front of him, and immediately, Ye Jian walked directly in, came to the second floor, picked a corner position, ordered a pot of Qinchun Garden's unique good tea and a snack, and then sat down.

Qin Yuanchun has three floors, and there are dozens of seats on each floor, but it is always full, and soon, a man from the late stage of the Ning Zhen Realm sat down on Ye Jian's table.

Ye Jian and he didn't talk, just sipping their respective teas, but while Ye Jian was tasting tea, he was also listening to all directions, trying to hear a little bit of news about the disappearance of people in Sanxing Town from the conversations of the people around him.

After all, the disappearance of the population in Sanxing Town is a big deal, and it is impossible for many good people in the Quzhou City Teahouse not to talk about it, and sure enough, on the second table in front of Ye Jian, there are three martial artists of the Condensation Realm, who are talking in a low voice at the moment.

"Hey, have you heard? Some time ago, someone has found out that the disappearance of people in Samsung Town was a good thing done by the Black Wind Thieves. I heard one of the warriors say.

"Yes, what are the Black Wind Thieves doing kidnapping those mortals? Is it to increase their combat power and prepare to form a large army?" someone immediately wondered.

"Phew, you stupid! How can an army of mortals have any fighting power?" the man before retorted.

"Yes, yes, yes, I think too much. ”

"I've heard that the kidnapping of a large number of mortals doesn't seem to be the intention of the Black Wind Thieves, they are just carrying out other people's orders. The other of the three spoke suddenly.

When Ye Jian heard this, his ears immediately stood up, since these three people knew so many secrets, they must have known more about the Dao, but at this moment, the sound of going upstairs sounded from the staircase on the second floor.

Immediately, the wooden door was directly opened, and a man and a woman walked in from the outside, the man was suave and suave, a talent, and on his waist, there was a light blue long sword hanging, and the woman was naturally beautiful and extraordinary.

On the two of them, there was an aura of the pinnacle of the Condensation Realm, however, Ye Jian could also sense that the true qi in the bodies of these two people was strong and pure, and they seemed to have taken some heavenly treasures.

"The people of the Royal Academy. Ye Jian recognized the logo on the clothes of the two at a glance, and immediately became slightly curious in his heart.

The young man and woman walked into the second floor, glanced at the people around them with clear eyes, and landed on Ye Jian's table at the end, and then walked over slowly.

"This brother, I wonder if the two of us can sit here?" the young man took the initiative to stand up and said slowly.

"Please. Ye Jian just said lightly, and then ate tea by himself.

Seeing this, the two people from the Royal Academy immediately sat down, ordered a pot of fragrant tea and a dessert, and waited leisurely, no one at the table talked, but the martial artist in the late stage of the Condensation Realm seemed to be unable to stand the momentum of the two people in the Royal Academy, and immediately drank the tea in the pot and left immediately, leaving only Ye Jian and the young man and woman on the table.

"Hehe, I heard that the Black Wind Thieves kidnapped a large number of mortals in Sanxing Town at the instigation of the group of blood-clothed warriors who have been rumored to be on the rivers and lakes recently. Someone suddenly said among the three people at the table before.

Ye Jian's ears moved slightly, and he immediately frowned, but at the same time, he found that the young men and women of the Royal Academy on his desk were also deliberately inquiring about the news of Sanxing Town at all.

"It seems that the incident in Sanxing Town, not only Nan Luozong, but also the Royal Academy has also issued a task, if my guess is correct, the man and woman in front of me are very likely to have taken the same task as me. Ye Jian thought in his heart.

"Anyway, let's see. ”

"Hehe, that's it, I heard that five hundred years ago, our Quzhou region was the lair of the Blood Refining Sect, but the strange thing is that no one has found the specific location of the Lair of the Blood Refining Sect until now. One said.

Ye Jian's expression was slightly happy, and it was another important clue, but he unconsciously touched the skull ring on his hand, and then hid it directly.

Since this was once the lair of the Blood Refining Sect, then here, it was inconvenient for Ye Jian to take out any object that was related to the Blood Refining Monster, otherwise, once it was discovered by the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect, Ye Jian would inevitably be hunted down and killed by them with all their might.