Under the introduction of the shaman, Song Yun basically understood the unspoken rules of the ghosts and immortals.

The reincarnation of ghosts and immortals, the first thing is to carry inheritance and understanding, and there are very few who can maintain their memories, so the previous life has basically nothing to do with this life.

Once reborn, it often cuts off the front edge and no longer dwells on the past.

If the ghost immortals below the seven thunder tribulations do not have a special identity, they only need to choose a good family background to reincarnate before they die, and seek a good start for their cultivation in the next life.

Most of the forces also welcome such ghosts and immortals, after all, they can add a master to their own family.

Some professions, such as shamans, are passed down from generation to generation, and they need to designate a reincarnation object, so that the forces where they are located can be protected, and slowly cultivated into a new generation of shamans.

If the monarch of a country is a ghost immortal, the situation is very complicated.

Many monarchs hope to be reincarnated in the bloodline and directly succeed to the throne when they grow up, although it is contrary to human morality, but it can satisfy ambitions and desires.

One person will occupy the throne forever, and many people will naturally oppose it.

So there will be all kinds of overt and covert struggles.

Before and after the death of the Ghost Immortal Monarch, there will even be civil strife.

As for the top ghost immortals of the eight or nine thunder tribulations, reincarnation can carry a lot of memories, which is similar to life renewal, so that's another matter. However, such strong people are rare, and shamans don't know much about them.

After learning so much secret knowledge, Song Yun was very satisfied, and raised the bronze long sword again.

"Y-You don't ask?" The shaman was so frightened that he couldn't help but shudder and shouted:

"I know countless Divine Soul Methods, and I also have a lot of secret martial arts in the Northern Plains, don't you want to know?"

"The exercises that come out of your mouth, I dare to practice?" Song Yun smiled, "Anyway, you have a lot of items on you, and I can trade them in exchange for some treasures." ”

"No, I still have a shocking secret...... "The shaman began to frantically show his worth.

Song Yun stabbed down with a sword.

"If I rub shoulders with you again, I'm afraid that Shan Yu is coming, and I don't want to deal with both of you at the same time."

The sinister bronze sword pierced the spirit, causing the shaman to scream.

More than a dozen swords stabbed down, and the phantom dimmed a lot.

Song Yun used the power of Emperor Xuan's luck to crush it repeatedly, and it took half a pillar of incense to grind the shaman's soul alive.

A pure divine soul power was revealed, absorbed by the system, and converted into 10,000 martial arts cultivation points.

Martial artists in the high realm also have to cultivate the divine soul, but unlike the ghosts and immortals, the martial artist pays attention to the unity of the spirit and the flesh, and uses the divine soul to assist the cultivation of the physical body.

Song Yun had learned pure martial arts before, practicing moves, physique, and viscera...... This was the first time that the power of the divine soul had been increased, and a noticeable change was immediately felt.

With a boost of energy, the world became crystal clearer, and his control over his physical body increased dramatically.

Every breath, every heartbeat, the gurgling of blood in the blood vessels, the circulation of the qi in the meridians......

Everything about yourself seems to be under control.

"After the martial arts, the divine soul has become important, refining the body with the gods, the spirit and flesh are one, and even communicating with the heavens and the earth, reaching the mysterious realm of the autumn wind before the cicada is moved."

"I have the help of the system, and killing ghosts and immortals can greatly increase the power of the divine soul, which is much more convenient."

After his perception improved, Song Yun sensitively noticed some abnormalities in his surroundings.

Some subtle fluctuations are quietly fleeing.

It is the remnant of the shaman's thoughts.

Although this is not even a remnant soul, it is just some thoughts, but the thoughts of the ghosts and immortals are condensed, and there is still the possibility of doing things, which should not be underestimated.

"Hmph, it's really hard to kill."

Song Yun cleared his still aching throat, inhaled deeply, and let out another thunderous snort.

The sound wave swept away, reverberating endlessly in Anxi City, unleashing an invisible deterrent force that shattered all the remaining divine thoughts.

At this time, try to use the [Void Storage Box] to collect the shaman's body.

It was easy to take it in.

"Looks like he's dead."

Song Yun stood up with his sword, his spirits were high, and his mood was quite good.

Martial saints, ghosts and immortals, are all called Venerable, which means "respected in the world".

In the realm of mortals, they belong to the top existences, each of them can sit in a country, influence the pattern of the world, and their status is even higher than that of a king.

Today, he slaughtered one.

Although various means were used, and the shaman's underestimation of the enemy psychology was also used, this was a manifestation of strength after all.

From this moment on, Song Yun really had the confidence to guard Anxi.

Ren Er has thousands of troops and horses, and I am invincible from the city!

After adjusting his state, Song Yun sat alone in the house, quietly waiting for Uwei Shan Yu to enter the city......

Three hundred miles northwest of An.

The old lady of the yin owl dressed in a black coat is fighting fiercely with Uwei Shan Yu.

The old woman's face was ugly, and the battle was obviously inferior.

She went to Anxi to rescue Meng before, but she was not saved, but was pitted by Song Yun, ambushed by several strong people, and escaped by luck after her hole cards were exhausted, and she was not lightly injured.

Even if this Uwei Shan Yu was only in the middle stage of the Martial Saint, she would be unable to deal with it.

If it drags on any longer, it will even be in danger of her life, but the old woman has to hold on.

Jingguo was not rich in the first place, and this large number of materials was snatched away again, and the loss was no less than the 100,000 dead and wounded army.

Uwei Shan Yu became more and more proud, and couldn't help laughing, "Sons, kill all these Jingguo people, take away their horses, and rob them of their things!" ”

Hundreds of thousands of Beiyuan cavalry nearby laughed wildly.

Although their military literacy was not as good as that of the Jing army, their numerical superiority was very obvious, and the Jingguo people were embarrassed.

It's just that some people went to grab supplies halfway through the fight, and even had disputes with each other, which gave Jing Jun a chance to breathe.

After a while, Jing Jun finally insisted on asking for help from Anxi.

"Shan Yu, it's not good! The spirit of the shaman is trapped by the mysterious powerhouse of Anzai! ”

"How so?" Uwei was taken aback, turned his head and asked the old woman: "Old thing, aren't you attacking the Tang Kingdom on a large scale?" How come there are still masters left in Anxi? ”

The old woman flipped over the black big coat and sneered, "Stupid Tartar, let you run around, now you know how powerful?" Now retreat, maybe your companion will be saved, or else, hum ......"

Uwei Danyu's face changed, and he reluctantly looked at the supplies in the camps, and said hatefully:

"Old thing, I'll kill you next time!"

"Withdraw! Go to Anthy! ”

The mocking look on the old woman's face remained unchanged, but in fact, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly commanded Jing Bing to protect the materials and retreat.

The boiled duck flew again, and the hundreds of thousands of Beiyuan cavalry naturally found it difficult to accept.

But after all, the shaman has a noble status, and his own family is gone, and no one can stop the means of the ghosts.

In the midst of the complaints, the cavalry turned their horses, carried some of the looted supplies, and hurried south.

Looking at the backs of the cavalry in the northern plains, the old woman was rejoicing, but also suspicious:

"Looking at this situation, it seems that Anxi has a strong man in charge and trapped the ghost immortals of the northern plains?"

"I've only been to that place, it's just a Song Yun, and it's only a grandmaster's combat power, how did he do it?"

"Could it be that those Venerables of Liang and Chen stayed in Anxi and didn't leave? No way......"