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In particular, the ghost master's plan to break the imperial tomb is the best handle to pull it off.

Xu Yi believed that the ghost lord captured Yan Zi, most likely to deal with this trick, in other words, Yan Zi was at least temporarily safe.

At this point, he felt a little relieved.

Now he is really tired and crazy, and it seems that since he returned from the Void Temple, he has encountered all kinds of troubles in a row.

Because of Xia Zimo's death, it really disturbed his mind, so that he, who has always been extremely wise, has not noticed that his various troubles have been vaguely connected, forming an overwhelming huge net, tightly entangled around him.

Throwing down the duck, Xu Yi went straight into the cave, ran into the bottom refining room, sat down cross-legged, and silently recited the trick of stopping water in his heart, once, twice

The tide of his mind gradually calmed down, and soon, he sorted out his priorities.

The first thing is to rescue Xia Zimo, mix in the palace tomorrow, and look at the style, if there is any relaxation, then lead the three princes to help, get people out, and then say, if the situation is critical, he will have to start first.

The second is to save Yan Zi, he thought about it again and again, and decided that the ghost lord was holding Yan Zi hostage, in order to form a balance with himself, and prepare a safety bolt for his imperial tomb plan. To figure this out, Yan Zi's safety is not too worrying for the time being.

Third, the change in Anqinghou's place, Xu Yi has been thinking about this for a long time, and he has eliminated the knot. But because he planned to settle the first two incidents, he would go away to Shenjing, and no longer have anything to do with the people here, whether An Qinghou was good or bad, and what calculations he had for himself, he didn't bother to study it in detail.

With his thoughts clear, he concentrated on how to solve tomorrow's crisis.

After thinking about it for a moment, I vaguely had a direction, nothing more than two points.

First, strengthen oneself and second, seek the overall situation.

When it comes to strengthening himself, now that he has cultivated into the Gang of Fire, he has four demon pills to spare, and he can do it with all his might, even the Soul Soul Ancestor can't take him.

But the situation he was about to face this time was extremely dangerous, not even under the Void Temple's one-faced soul-feeling old monsters.

At that time, he had the boundary card as bait, and the ancestors had their own stomachs, so there was room for tossing and turning.

What he wants to do this time, once he does it, will become a situation where the whole world is the enemy, and he cannot be careless, and the stronger the strength, the better.

And strength is nothing more than divided into own and external forces, its own strength, overnight, where can it break through.

external forces, then it may be relied on.

At that moment, he took out the book of soul splitting recipes and studied it carefully.

What the old man said, all are small words, only a few hundred words, all-encompassing, in the wine cup, containing the sea of stars.

More than 300 words, Xu Yi pondered and studied carefully, and it took nearly three hours to record a manuscript of more than 10,000 words, and then he stopped writing.

After holding the self-recorded manuscript, reading through it, and revising it in two or three places, I seriously realized it.

More than half an hour passed, and Xu Yi, who had always sat still, Huo Ran got up, looked up to the sky and roared, bowed heavily in the direction where the Royal Depository was located, and prayed secretly, "Old man, don't worry, the beautiful jade of the Dayue royal family has been ruined." ”

This soul-splitting recipe is really a work of ancient and modern times, and the whole macro theory is shocking and unprecedented.

What amazed Xu Yi the most was that the old man's soul-splitting trick actually broke through the barrier between the virtual and the real, like a god.

Witnessing this magnificent work with his own eyes, Xu Yi's six veins are boiling, bathing and changing clothes, burning incense to calm the mind, and all perceptions converge towards the spiritual platform.

But seeing that in the vast void, a thick circular arc shrouded the top of the yin soul villain's head, and the yin soul villain with clear facial features and round features, with Xu Yi's drive, slowly opened his eyes, and his mouth was full of words, and the thick and fat pink little hands pointed to the sky and the earth, and suddenly, the villain's face showed a painful color, and a black gas separated from his body and dissipated instantly.

At the same time, Xu Yi's body sweated like rain, everywhere was painful, under the flow of qi and blood, the thick tendons rose up one by one, and the tendons of ordinary people were subtle and imperceptible.

The peak monk of ordinary condensate is condensed with tendons, and the roots and tendons are as thick as thin ropes.

And Xu Yi's tendons were all condensed, but they were like bones, supporting the skin, and the whole shirt was instantly stretched into pieces, and the thick tendons were like dead vines wrapped around trees, tightly bound to his snow-white body.

With a wisp of black qi separating from the villain's body and dissipating into the boundless spiritual platform, Xu Yi only felt a pain in his abdomen, and then a warmth.

His whole mind was converging towards that warmth, carefully controlling the direction of warmth, slowly converging in the Sanjiao acupoint, straight into the Shaoshang acupoint, suddenly, a wisp of coolness came out of his thumb, Xu Yi's eye socket was hot, and he immediately saw a wisp of black gas, sticking to his thumb, changing various shapes according to his mind.

Immediately, he slowly carried the black gas, entered from the Shaoshang acupoint, and walked towards the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and everywhere he went, he was as warm as water, warm as the sun, and the whole body was comfortable.

If there is a soul ancestor here, and the situation under Xu Yi is clear, he must be shocked out of his body.

The yin soul is virtual, the bloodline is real, how can the virtual and the real be compatible?

What's more, the yin soul is the soul, the bloodline belongs to the soul, and the soul is not one, how can it be blended together?

As everyone knows, Xu Yi broke the resentment, and the original physical attributes were all destroyed, leaving only pure courage, which was attracted by his yin soul, completed the intersection of souls and souls, and completely merged into one, and it was difficult to find a person in the world who was as one as his soul.

The greatness of this wonderful method of the old cangtou is that it breaks the boundary between the virtual and the real between the yin soul and the bloodline.

He even repeatedly instructed Xu Yi that if he wanted to try, he would have to endure inhuman pain.

But he never expected that the predecessor of Xu Yi's mouth who had worked hard for Sumeru to break the resentful fetus was Xu Yi himself, and what was even more wonderful was that Xu Yi also successfully broke the resentful fetus, and his soul was intertwined and melted into one.

In this way, Xu Yi practiced this soul splitting technique, and naturally got twice the result with half the effort, only in the place where the soul was divided, there was a severe pain, and when the yin soul merged into the bloodline, there was only harmony and warmth, how could there be any pain.

Xu Yi is like a child who has got a very interesting toy, controlling a wisp of yin soul in the veins and tendons, wandering leisurely, feeling the wonderful harmony and warmth.

Suddenly, the heat flow to the eyes, the scenery in front of the eyes changed suddenly, the eyesight suddenly became fierce, from his position, to the foot of the mountain foot has more than 800 zhang, people at the foot of the mountain, than ants more plain and easy eyesight, it is difficult to see the pedestrians at the foot of the mountain.

But when the heat flowed into his eyes, he could clearly see the eyebrows and eyes of pedestrians, and even the pair of red embroidered shoes on the woman's golden lotus were also distinct.

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