Although the technique of the Soul Pill is of great help to the Soul Pill, it is not easy to cultivate, and it can even be said that the difficulty is no less than the Soul Pill itself. Condensing the Soul Pill requires an extremely large amount of soul power, in other words, this Soul Pill technique can only be tried by soul cultivation, and in the entire immortal cultivation world, there are very few soul cultivation, and the existence of soul cultivation is also a taboo in itself in many areas. And even if it is a soul cultivator, it may not necessarily succeed. According to the Yu Jian, Xi Cangqiong cultivated the "Huanxin Jue" to a very high level, and then refined a large amount of soul power with the help of the soul suppression pot, which was successfully cultivated. Although Yuan Ming's Immortal Moon Technique had been cultivated to the fourth layer, the power of the divine soul was still far from enough. Since he embarked on the path of soul cultivation, along the way, stealing Tianding has also helped a lot, but it is mainly reflected in the recovery of soul power, and no soul suppression pot can refine the soul of others and feed back his own ability. In other words, if he wants to cultivate this soul pill, he also needs to find a way to improve his divine soul power.

His face was cloudy for a while, and then gradually calmed down. In any case, although his qualifications are not good, he is quite talented in soul cultivation, if he wants to successfully form a golden pill in the future, it is a good way to use soul power to condense the pill. Yuan Ming's divine soul withdrew from the white jade slip, and a trace of white light flashed inside the jade slip again, hiding the content of the soul pill secret technique again. He put the jade slip back into the wooden box and put it away, thinking about his future cultivation plan. Since it has been decided to cultivate the secret technique of the Soul Pill, the cultivation time of the Dark Moon Jue will be increased, the soul nourishing incense will also be refined in large quantities, and the wish power collected by stealing the Tianding can be integrated with the divine sense, I don't know if it can be absorbed directly. If it can, the cultivation of the Dark Moon Technique can be greatly accelerated.

As soon as Yuan Ming thought of this, he instructed Lei Yu to continue to go north, and at the same time turned over his hand and took out the Stealing Heaven Ding and held it in his arms, and started the Dark Moon Technique. As soon as he activated the Dark Moon Technique, he sensed the power of desire gathered around the Stealing Heaven Ding more clearly. Yuan Ming sensed the sea and probed out his soul power, wrapping a wisp of wishing power. Trying to include it in the sea of knowledge. The process went unexpectedly smoothly. Under the pull of soul power, that wisp of wish power was smoothly pulled into the sea of knowledge. Yuan Ming ran the Dark Moon Technique, and a whirlpool of soul power appeared in the sea of consciousness, wrapped in the power of the wish and began to refine, and soon it was completely absorbed, and the power of the divine soul increased a little. He was overjoyed, but then shocked. In the wisp of desire that is absorbed, there is a strong and complex emotion, such as fear, insecurity, decadence, and worship. Yuan Ming only felt that his eyebrows were swollen and painful, and all kinds of emotions were wrapped in his heart, and he couldn't dissipate them for a long time.

Whew, there is emotion in the power of wishes? Also, the power of will is the power of will, and it is naturally mixed with various emotions. After a long time, Yuan Ming recovered and exhaled a breath of turbidity. And the hot current that gushes out of the stealing heaven is different, and there is no burden of any emotions. It seems that there is some kind of secret inside the Stealing Heaven Ding, which can refine these wishes. Yuan Ming secretly guessed. Although this kind of wish power from the outside world is difficult to refine nowadays, it is much faster to use this method to improve the power of the divine soul than simply cultivating the Dark Moon Technique. Yuan Ming settled his mind and continued to try to attract the power of desire into his body and refine and absorb it. In the blue sky, the eyes are high. The endless yellow sand covers the earth, and the undulating sand dunes are like waves in the sea. In the caravan, Tara, who had dark yellow skin, raised her head, tightened the white cloth wrapped around her head, and her eyes climbed all the way along the bright yellow sand, and saw the yellow and blue in the distance, the sky and the sand seemed to blend together, but they were distinct, and she was immediately relieved.

Work hard, take advantage of the good weather, hurry more, and strive to get to the trapped sand city as soon as possible! He turned his head and shouted behind him. The rest of the caravan responded weakly, their voices uneven, and their steps did not quicken. It is gratifying not to encounter the wind and sand, but there is not a single cloud in the sky, and it is not pleasant for the scorching sun to shine directly on you. Now that they had been on the road for almost a day, most of the people in the caravan had long been physically and mentally exhausted, their feet had been stepping on the hot sand all day, and the soles of their shoes were almost as hot as red-hot iron plates. After all, not everyone can ride a camel like Tara, the leader of the caravan. However, riding a camel is not just Tara's exclusive privilege, and in the group, there are four other people, who also sit in the middle of the high hump, and there is no tiredness on their faces. But for them, the other people in the caravan did not dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction, after all, these few were all high-ranking immortal masters, if it weren't for the responsibility of escorting goods, they would have flown to the Trapped Sand City with magic weapons, how could they accompany these mortals to waste time.

However, words are not absolute, in the caravan,

But there was also a young man with a handsome face, who had never experienced wind and frost, looked at the four monks riding on camels with scrutinizing eyes, turned his head and asked in a low voice: Hu Ji, you said that we are just a mortal caravan, why are there monks following? What he called Hu Ji was a middle-aged man with a stubble, rough face and a scar under his left eye. When Hu Ji heard this, he recognized this person as a newcomer recruited by the caravan in the territory of Zhao State, and it seemed that he was called Yuan Ming, so he casually explained: The ghost place of the Black Wind Desert is full of dangers, and it is impossible to determine where a group of demon beasts will come out, if there is no immortal master to protect them, how can any mortal dare to break in casually? But the monks don't look down on mortal gold and silver, how did the caravan owner hire them? Yuan Ming asked curiously. Boy, you remember that this place in the Black Wind Desert is different from the outside, without the protection of the immortal master, mortals can't survive here at all, so the towns in the desert are all built for the immortal masters, we mortals are just slaves serving the immortal masters, and the real boss of this caravan is also an immortal master, so he naturally has a way to hire other immortal masters. Hu Ji shook his head and whispered.

If the conditions are so difficult, why don't you leave here and settle somewhere else? Yuan Ming was surprised. What master have you ever seen who could tolerate the presence of fugitive slaves under his command? And to tell you the truth, there are only three kinds of mortals who live in this ghost place, either they are cheated by high wages like you, or they are prisoners or murderers who caused trouble in Qin, Zhao or the Northern Desert, or they are captured or sold as slaves. No matter which one it is, after entering the city, you will be imprinted, and from then on you will be trapped in the entire cage of the Black Wind Desert, completely without freedom, even if you have descendants, you can't get out of here, and even if you go out, when others see the imprint, they will contact the government on the spot and throw you back, where can you escape? Hu Ji smiled a little self-deprecatingly and explained.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming was silent for a long time before sighing faintly. Hu Ji looked at him, thinking that he would see regret and fear in his eyes, but at this time, a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes. Hu Ji was stunned on the spot, and secretly muttered a strange word, and then stopped paying attention to Yuan Ming. And Yuan Ming lost the interest in continuing to talk. After he arrived at the border of Zhao not long ago, he disguised himself as a mortal and blended into the caravan and came to this black wind desert. And in this three-regardless area, even if he just uses his real name and swaggers to become popular, I'm afraid no one will care, let alone Changchun Guan.

As the sun sank, the sunset painted the sky with orange-red rouge, and the sand completely turned into an extension of the sky, standing on the top of the sand dunes and looking into the distance, so that people could not tell where the sky was and where the earth was. On the other side of the dunes, the caravan had been running around for a day, and at this time they were finally able to set up camp and rest well. Yuan Ming looked at the continuous sand dunes from afar, and thought about it in his heart, feeling that he had now gone deep into the desert, and he didn't have to follow the mortal caravan to continue to move forward, as long as he asked the caravan leader through illusion to find out the location of the trapped sand city, he could leave on his own. He made up his mind, and then walked down the dune, and was about to look for a place to pull up, but he was confronted by Huji, who had been talking to him during the day. Hu Ji was holding two wooden boxes with meals in his hands, and when he saw Yuan Ming, he immediately walked over: Where have you gone, let me find it, oh, this is your rice, I will help you serve one by the way. No, I'm not hungry yet. Yuan Ming smiled and rejected his kindness. Seeing this, Hu Ji immediately sighed: Alas, I know that during the day, you feel uncomfortable when you hear it, but as the so-called comes, then you are safe, and it is already good to work in the caravan.

Yuan Ming saw that he seemed to want to persuade something, and was thinking about using illusion to get out, but found that the surroundings suddenly darkened, and at the same time, someone on the side also exclaimed. Oh no! It's the Black Wind! When the black wind came, he turned his head to look at the call, but saw that the sky that was still blue just now was completely shrouded in clouds, and the sunset and sun were gone, replaced by a cold wind that made people feel cold. On the sand in the distance, the sand dunes seemed to come to life, running wildly on the earth, but from a distance, it was like a stormy wave, wave after wave lapping against the invisible reef and coast. The earth kept trembling, and the sand under Yuan Ming's feet also jumped, and everyone in the caravan camp was full of horror and despair.

At this moment, four streamers suddenly appeared in the camp, but it was the four Qi Refining Cultivators, who invariably took out their magic weapons at this time and fled directly into the distance with them. Seeing this situation, Yuan Ming was also shocked, and he didn't care about revealing it

Immediately summoned a thunderstorm and climbed up directly. And just as he was about to let the thunderstorm take off, he suddenly saw a somewhat sluggish Hu Ji on the side. He didn't hesitate, he directly pulled Hu Ji by the collar and pulled him on Lei Yu's back, and then directed Lei Yu to gallop in the direction of the four Qi Refining Cultivators fleeing.