After Zhi Qi was captured, the battle in the rest of the place quickly had a result, although the Yang Ding army had the help of Linggen, but in the face of the siege of the three soul powerhouses, it was still exhausting to deal with, and it didn't take long for someone to seize the opportunity to step forward and lock the soul in one fell swoop.

The three people on the other side didn't get much benefit, they were all wounded, and if it weren't for his royal status, they would have been killed directly.

On the edge of the battlefield, the battle between Wang Quanquan and several central court guards was settled, and he created his own magical power "Red Rain" with one hand, which was not a swordsmanship at all, but the effect was surprisingly good.

The three guards were covered with dense wounds, and the blood was almost dry, and the spirits had to be separated from their bodies.

The cursed girl was secretly frightened by the methods of her former disciples, and she thought that the other party would kill her, but she didn't want the other party to just salute from afar, and after saying something that shocked her for a long time, she turned around and left.

……

Wang Quanquan flew to the center of the battlefield unhurriedly, not because he didn't do anything to the curse girl, but because he sensed that a powerful aura was coming from top to bottom, and in the face of such a strong force, no matter how many advantages he had, he would be overturned in an instant.

The aura was not too strong, and the monks of the two realms gradually stopped their movements and looked up. In the sky above, a white dot like a star was slowly enlarged, and some people had realized that there was no suspense in this battle, and they turned around and flew east.

The defeat was like a mountain, more and more foreign monks gave up the battlefield and retreated to the central area of Yangcang, not many people cared about the fallen Chaowendao, but the monks of the Cangqi Sect were sad, and only after the curse girl gave the order to retreat, they turned around and left.

The three immortal monks wanted to beat the water dog, but they were stopped by Taibai in the sky with a sound, although the monks were puzzled, but they did not dare to disobey the will of the former immortal emperor, and each began to clean up the battlefield.

Wang Quanquan wanted to talk to Aconite, but was stopped by Ji Lu halfway, the woman pinched her waist with one hand, and carried Zhi Qi with the other hand very majestically:

"Oh, Yang Dingjun was captured by the other side, but I left you a little hairy child, do you want to use magic to turn him into a slave?"

The young man's face turned white when he heard this, and he looked at Wang Quanquan with a pleading face, but the latter didn't even look at him, dropped a sentence of "keep it for yourself", and then strode towards the slightly embarrassed aconite.

The woman's kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, and she suddenly had boundless resentment, turned her head to look at the young man, but saw his gloating appearance, the woman's anger was immediately swept away, and she said with a smile on her eyebrows:

"Looks like you're happy, don't you?"

……

Aconite was suppressed by others with swordsmanship, and it also invisibly helped the other party break through the realm, even if the temperament was cold, it was inevitable that it would be a little unhappy.

Wang Quanquan came to his side, and handed over a jar of wine very familiarly:

"Look at your depressed face, if you are unhappy, say it to make me happy."

"If there's a fart, let it go."

Aconite took the jar of wine with his hand, raised his neck and drank a big sip, Wang Quanquan looked at him like this, thought that he had been hit, and said with relief casually:

"Look at the point, it's not a big deal for that guy to break through the Mahayana, if the two worlds want to maintain balance, either we have one more Mahayana, or they have to die a Mahayana."

"And who do you think will die?" Aconite asked rhetorically.

Wang Quanquan thought for a while, and his face was slightly surprised: "Is it Chaowendao?" ”

Aconite nodded, sat down on the stone beside him, and spoke calmly:

"Master Taibai has been fighting with Chaowen Dao for nearly a thousand years, and it seems that it is for the sake of men and women, but in fact, the two have long been like close friends. The unwritten rules of the two worldsYou also know that mortals maintain balance by natural and man-made disasters, and the balance between monks is the slaughter of the two worlds, and the Mahayana is up, and it is not so easy to die if you want to die. ”

The king's authority is clear, "So, Chao asked to seek death for his apprentice?" ”

Aconite did not answer, but took another sip of wine, and Wang Quanquan finally realized it at this time, and asked tentatively:

"Are you afraid that Taibai Immortal Venerable will learn from that Chao Dao, and when you are about to enter the Mahayana period......"

Speaking of this, he stopped talking, and the two were silent for a while, and then he suddenly spoke again:

"I don't have those concerns, according to my master's character, don't expect him to dedicate himself to his apprentice, don't turn his face and slap me to death when the time comes, even if he is a virtuous teacher."

……

Sometimes when encountering troubles, the wine not only can not relieve the worries, but the more you drink, the more blocked it becomes, and the aconite puts the remaining half of the wine into the storage bag, and says indifferently again:

"The wine is not for nothing, let's say, what the hell is the matter?"

Wang Quanquan was also not polite, and took out a yellowed ancient book, "You gave me this extraterritorial exercise before, and some places are not very smooth, I am afraid that if I practice wrongly, I will go crazy, so I specially asked you for advice." ”

As he spoke, he turned the corner of the page, "Here, I always feel a little stiff in transition. ”

Aconite took it casually, first casually glancing at it, and then as if it had encountered a problem, her brows gradually furrowed, and she turned back page by page.

Wang Quanquan honestly didn't say much on the side, until the other party's eyes were shocked, he couldn't help but say:

"Any questions?"

"Who gave you this exercise?"

"Aconite senior, are you amnesia?"

"Nonsense, this exercise is right for you, but it's limited to the front, the further back you go, the more you deviate."

Wang Quanquan also realized the seriousness of the problem, carefully recalled the scene at that time, and said thoughtfully:

"I remember that I couldn't understand this exercise at that time, so I asked Shizun to help translate it, could it be that he was illiterate and blindly translated?"

"Whether it's a blind translation or not, I won't know until I've tried it."

Then, the two began to dismantle the supernatural powers one by one.

……

There are a total of nine supernatural powers in the extraterritorial exercises, and at present, the two of them have cultivated equally, and they have both learned six of them, which are fugue, incarnation, void body, mirage, seizure, and transformation.

The iQue style, the royal power can be exercised in Jiuyuan back then, and the divine soul can travel thousands of miles in an instant, and there seems to be no difference between the two, including the later incarnation and the virtual body, and the problem lies in the latter three forms.

Mirage, to cultivate as a forcibly pull people into a dream, find out the weakness to take advantage of, thousands of years ago aconite with this trick to kill people, but until now, can not tamper with other people's memories.

Snatching away, encroaching on other people's bodies, and erasing the host's divine consciousness, Aconite can't quietly fuse the divine soul like the royal authority, after all, once the monk enters the soul residency period, the soul cultivation is greater than the body cultivation, if he can easily swallow the soul of others, where does he need to work hard to cultivate?

The ancestors of the Lingyun Sect were not fools, if this technique was really so powerful, it would have not been placed on the fifth floor of Bai Yujing to ashes, but would have been placed on the top floor and countless prohibitions would have been imposed.

The most shocking thing about aconite is the metamorphosis. What Aconite can do is nothing more than go one step further, transforming an object into something similar, such as an iron block into an iron sword, which is of little use, but the king's authority can change its essence and turn a dead thing into a living thing.

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(End of chapter)