"That's right, I think someone deliberately didn't want us to find out the truth."

Ye Rong said, observing around, and after a moment, he continued: "This entire village seems to be a formation. ”

"Three-Yuan Soul Cultivation Array."

Xu Zhixin and Zhao Su also felt this, and not only frowned.

The Three-Element Soul Nourishing Array is not the same as the evil Soul Nourishing Technique of the Descending Sect.

It is built on the human village, absorbing the souls of everyone in the village, but it will not die immediately.

But for generations, all the people in the whole village will have a short life.

Sanyuan represents heaven, earth, and man.

Take heaven and earth as the base of the formation, absorb the soul of people.

It also belongs to the category of evil arts.

However, it is called a forbidden art, and it has high requirements for the cultivation of the spellcaster.

It can be said that tens of millions of ordinary people are used to nourish themselves.

"It seems that this time it's not just a matter of lowering the head."

Xu Zhixin sat there with a sad face on her face, and now she knew more or less what was going on.

The Three-Yuan Soul Cultivation Array was built on top of what the old man said.

The village has long been deserted, and many years later, Minglong Village has established a village on the ruins of the original village.

The head descending master took Minglong Village as his target, but he didn't expect to wake up unexpectedly, leaving the three-yuan soul cultivation array above the village.

It's just that now Xu Zhixin and a few people can't figure out whether this is a coincidence, or if the head lowering master did it on purpose.

A few people rested here that night, and everything was said in the morning.

Early the next morning, Zhao Su woke up the first person and heard the sound of chopping wood from the yard in a daze.

Zhao Su got up and covered the quilt for Xu Zhixin, who was asleep.

He got off the kang and walked out of the room.

"Wake up, there's something to eat in the kitchen, and if you're hungry, you can eat by yourself."

The old man said to Zhao Su while chopping firewood.

The tone was still devoid of any emotion, as if it were a programmed robot.

"I'm not hungry, uncle, I'll help you."

Zhao Su stepped forward to take the axe in the old man's hand and took over the position of the old man chopping wood.

"When they wake up, you can leave as soon as possible, don't investigate this matter, you can't deal with that person."

The old man sat on a stone pier, took out a cigarette pouch, lit it with flint, and smoked it with a click.

"Uncle, do you know what we're here for?"

"Of course I know," the old man knocked the smoke pot on the stone pier, "The inheritor of the Taishang Dao Technique has a bright future, don't miss your future." ”

"You are the guardian of the Three-Element Yang Soul Array?"

Zhao Su chopped the axe in his hand on the wooden pier that chopped firewood, and stared at the old man with an unkind look.

The Three-Element Soul Cultivation Array, although it is not as cruel as the soul cultivation technique of raising war servants with souls from the Descending Gate.

But it is also at the cost of ordinary people's lifespan, nourishing oneself, which is also an evil art.

Terrible.

It is expressly forbidden to use.

"You are still too young, you haven't experienced enough about the things between heaven and earth, although the Three-Yuan Soul Nourishing Technique is called an evil art, it is also a forbidden art, the most difficult forbidden art to cultivate, do you know why?"

"At the cost of the soul of ordinary people, hurting heaven and reason is intolerable to heaven."

"Hahaha......"

Hearing this, the old man not only laughed loudly, shook his head, and then said: "You are wrong, the most difficult thing about the Three-Yuan Soul Cultivation Technique is to let those ordinary people voluntarily sacrifice their own souls to nourish a certain person." ”

"Impossible," Zhao Su vetoed directly without thinking too much, "Who would want to use their own lifespan, or the lifespan of generations, to nourish a person?" ”

"So this is the most difficult part of the Three-Element Soul Cultivation Technique."

"She is the benefactor of our village, and even our entire clan, and we use our spirit, the spirit of generations, to nourish her, and wait for her to return."

When the old man said this, the whole person showed an extremely pious expression.

Looking at his appearance, not to mention the spirit of generations, it is just at the cost of losing some lifespan.

Even if he dies immediately, he will not hesitate to resurrect that man.

"I'm curious to know, who is that person?"

At this time, a voice came from the door of the side room, Xu Zhixin and the three of them woke up at some point, and they obviously heard what they said just now.

"Don't ask, since you're awake, let's all go quickly, follow the way you came, and you can leave."

The old man didn't say anything, but stuffed the cigarette pouch into his belt, stepped forward and grabbed the axe, and continued to chop wood.

"Uncle, how do you know we can't help you?"

"Forget it, too many people have died in this feud, I don't want you young people to die here, it's not worth it."

"Uncle ......"

Zhao Su wanted to say something, but he saw that the old man suddenly made a move and threw the axe in his hand.

"Bang!"

Directly nailed to the wall not far away, a person shrouded in black robes appeared in front of several people.

The person was shrouded in black robes, and his face could not be seen.

But I can feel that there is an evil aura all over my body.

"Now you want to go, but you can't, alas!"

The old man sighed, didn't care about Zhao Su and the others, but took out his cigarette pouch, looked at the black-robed man, and took an offensive posture.

"Yuan Bin, you are not my opponent, if you want to live, just tell me, where do I want?"

The voice of the black-robed man was eerie and empty, not like a person's voice at all.

In particular, those eyes, like black holes, were full of evil.

"It's up to you, and you're worthy?"

After the old man Yuanbin finished speaking, he made a move, and the cigarette pouch in his right hand drew a spell in the air.

It contained a powerful killing intent, and shrouded towards the black-robed man.

"I can't help myself."

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and he couldn't see any movement at all, and a death scythe appeared out of thin air.

Like the scythe of death harvesting souls, it cuts towards Yuan Bin's head.

"Poof!"

Yuan Bin was not an opponent at all, and he was knocked out with a tight face.

The scythe did not cut off his head, but it cut off one of his arms.

Blood gushed out, and the wound was covered in a black mist that was eating away at his entire body.

"Tell me where the god is, or I'll make your life worse than death."

"Impossible, ah!"

Yuan Bin snorted coldly, and forcibly ripped off his half-broken arm.

"Bang!"

Just when the black-robed man shot at Yuan Bin again, Zhao Su also moved, and the spirit banner appeared, and a spell flew out, turning into a shield, blocking this fatal blow for Yuan Bin.

The black-robed man's eyes, which were like half of the abyss, stared at Zhao Su.

showed an evil smile: "Originally, I wanted to let you go and find death by myself, so it's no wonder that I." ”

The death scythe was cut at Zhao Su very casually.

Zhao Su sealed his hands, and a spear appeared in his hand, blocking the death scythe, and then he didn't defend and attacked directly.

The spear in his hand swept towards the black-robed man.

The black-robed man quickly stepped back, not only showing an evil smile, but also interested.