The altar was not originally one.

This is something that Ye Wuwu only realizes now.

The sword slashed through the ground, and a huge pit was cut into the ground, and in the middle of the pit was a bronze altar.

"Good job, boy."

Only the words of the black-robed Taoist full of joy came to his mind, and immediately, Ye Wuwu's body moved uncontrollably.

A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but Ye Wuwu did not have any resistance.

Traces of strange power slowly overflowed from Ye Wuwu's fingers, touching the surface of the altar.

On the altar, a circle of light visible to the naked eye appeared, enveloping the altar inside.

This breath is very familiar.

On the altar that he had found before, there was also such a light barrier, no matter what, Ye Wuwu couldn't break it.

But now, it's different.

No matter how high your cultivation is or how deep your realm is, many things in the world are the same.

If you want to break the formation, there are only three ways.

First, vigorously produce miracles and break ten thousand laws with one force, as long as your realm is much higher than that of the person who sets up the formation, then all the so-called formation prohibitions will not work in front of you.

Second, painstaking study and cracking the formation requires a very high attainment of the formation, as well as the consumption of the world.

For example, if the wind blows in the heart, it took a full three hours to crack the formation.

Third, it is also the most direct one.

Just like a lock, as long as you find the right key, you can open it.

In the hands of the black-robed Daoist, he undoubtedly has this key.

The light barrier slowly dissipated under Ye Wuwu's gaze.

The inside of the altar is revealed.

Ye Wuwu hesitated for a moment and stepped into it.

What caught my eye was a red torch.

From the bluestone platform, a torch burns slowly.

Next to the flames, there were two rays of light slowly swirling, flickering bright and dimming.

One of the lights was recognized by Ye Wuwu, and he also glimpsed one or two of them in the altar before.

That white light was a ball of spiritual power.

Incomparably condensed spiritual power.

I don't know how much spiritual power it contains.

As for the other crimson light, Ye Wuwu didn't recognize it, but he felt that this light was somewhat similar to the torch.

Dark red flames.

Ye Wuwu couldn't help but step forward and reached over, wanting to touch the flame.

However, as soon as he touched the flame, Ye Wuwu's expression changed slightly, and then he let out a painful sigh and withdrew his hand.

Ye Wuwu couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at his hand, but his face was full of disbelief and shock.

There were no injuries on the hands.

But how did the pain in the heart, and the feeling that made my soul tremble, come about?

The contemptuous laughter of the black-robed Taoist came from his mind, and the voice of the words came.

"Stupid boy, this flame is the fire of the soul, it does not hurt the body, but only burns the soul."

Soul fire?

In the sea of knowledge, after the black-robed Taoist sneered, there was a faint excitement in his eyes.

The black-robed Daoist, or Ye Wuwu, looked at the crimson light floating beside the torch.

He held out his hand to the light.

That crimson light didn't change at any moment at the moment, just let Ye Wuwu reach into the light, and then stagnated in the air.

The crimson power was like a silk thread, wisps by strands, spreading along Ye Wuwu's arm.

A very comfortable feeling spread from Ye Wuwu's heart.

It's like soaking in hot water after being tired, which is very comfortable.

"What is this?" Ye Wuwu couldn't help but ask.

The black-robed Taoist in the sea of knowledge was also in a good mood at the moment, and couldn't help but laugh happily at the moment.

"The power of the pure soul is the most nourishing for the soul."

"Boy, your luck is really good, after the deity absorbs this soul power, I will let you experience the magic spell of the Yuanying realm."

"As for the spiritual power brilliance next to him, the old man can also share some of it with you, which is enough for you to achieve the realm of Jindan."

Ye Wuwu's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the spiritual power brilliance, but he didn't speak.

Divide me some? Is it enough for me to achieve Jindan?

He built the foundation of his own five elements, even if he swallowed all the spiritual power, he didn't know if he could do it.

As for what this soul power was, Ye Wuwu really didn't know.

He had a lot of doubts, so he continued to ask.

"Senior, does this altar still have any purpose?"

The black-robed Taoist was a little impatient in his heart, thinking that the old man had arranged the rest for your kid, why did he still ask questions.

Don't you see the deity doing great things?

But the black-robed Taoist still spoke, after all, this found the altar thanks to Ye Wuwu.

"It's very useful, let me tell you the truth, there are five altars in total, and they all have this soul fire in them."

"When the old man occupies this altar in a while, I will know at a glance the wind and grass within a radius of a hundred miles."

"And as long as you occupy the altar, then within a hundred miles of the altar, your qi will flow several times faster than usual, and even the injuries can heal extremely quickly."

"Don't ask again, there are still some wonderful uses, after the old man concentrates on absorbing the power of this soul, I will show it to you kid one by one."

Ye Wuwu nodded, oh, and blinked.

"That's pretty much it."

He said to himself.

The black-robed Daoist in the sea of knowledge didn't care, but suddenly frowned slightly.

He was a remnant soul who had only lived in the token and survived.

Right now, his remnant soul body is a little stronger than before.

Obviously, this is the effect of the power of the soul.

In the Yuanying realm, there are already divine souls, and monks in this kind of realm often pay more attention to the cultivation of divine souls than physical bodies.

What about the destruction of the body, if the soul is not destroyed, it will not die.

Therefore, this soul power is only useful for monks above the Yuanying realm, and it is not useless for Jindan to build a foundation, but it is of little significance.

But......

There was some confusion in the eyes of the black-robed Daoist.

It's true that this "body" of mine is getting stronger.

But this speed always feels too slow.

With so much soul power absorbed, I always felt that a large part of it was inexplicably lost, and only some of it fell into my hands.

If this continues, it would be good to recover half of his strength than he expected.

"What the hell went wrong!"

The black-robed Daoist said resentfully at the moment, and his tone was a little anxious.

Something swept across the back of the black-robed Taoist, and there was a furry touch.

The black-robed Daoist turned back instantly, but he didn't see anything.

This made the black-robed Taoist suddenly feel a little creepy.

In the empty space of knowing the sea, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.

Immediately after, a woman's cold and mean words came.

"Finished? Then you should die. ”