There is silence inside the great cavern,

It was so quiet that the black and gold soft cloud boots on the soles of Xu Yuan's feet could clearly hear the empty echo of stepping on the ground.

But inside the cave it was also noisy,

In the dense array stone chamber like a beehive on the inner wall of the cave, thousands of powerful ghosts were all letting out a terrible howl at this moment.

Through the formation, it was faintly revealed, like mosquitoes and flies.

His gaze swept over, and Xu Yuan slowly withdrew his gaze.

The mysterious array engraved in the stone chamber was constantly extracting something from the illusory soul body of the fierce ghost at this moment, and the powerful ghost body trapped in the stone chamber was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Captivity

In some worlds, ghosts are terrifying without any hope, but in this world, where the human race is extraordinary, these ghosts are kept in captivity like domestic animals.

If necessary, the pure soul power contained in their soul bodies will be continuously extracted as cultivation materials.

"Tut-tut"

The remnant soul of the saint suddenly let out a smacking sound of amazement.

Xu Yuan asked:

"Mr. Luo?"

The remnant soul of the saint smiled:

"Xu boy, you should be able to see the operation process of this ghost mist breeding farm, right?"

Although the withered old man didn't explain a word after entering this cave, Xu Yuan could already roughly guess just what he saw now, and said:

"Well, partially."

Hearing this, the remnant soul of the saint seemed a little excited in a deep voice:

"The big array outside that blocks the spread of ghosts, the formation that takes the powerful ghosts out of the ghost fog, the formation that extracts the soul power of the powerful ghosts in those stone chambers, and the formation that condenses the extracted soul power into soul crystals

"These formations are interlocking, and they are perfectly compatible, the source qi required for operation is not more than a point, not less than a point, the person who created this chain of great arrays is really peerless!"

The remnant soul of the saint did not hesitate to praise his praise for the person who created the formation.

Although he is beyond the pint, this is only above cultivation.

There are thousands of avenues in the world, and those who are capable are teachers.

The sage's tone carried a hint of sincerity:

"Xu boy, when I escort you to the imperial capital, can you let the old man and me go to the "Gewu Courtyard" in your mansion, I really want to."

But he was finished.

"The Three Sons"

The sound of grinding old bark suddenly sounded in front of me.

When Xu Yuan heard this, he no longer cared about the remnant soul of the saint in his heart, and immediately looked at it.

The floor of the cave was flat, and the huge cave dome looked like the figure of the withered old man was extremely thin.

He leaned slightly sideways, a hint of hesitation in his cloudy eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan clasped his fists and said:

"Mr. ghost, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Hearing this, the old man glanced at the caves around him with a gloomy look, and said in a low voice as he walked forward:

"The old slave of the third prince has been guarding here for more than 30 years, when this matter is over, can you pass a word to Lord Xiangguo on behalf of the old slave?"

Xu Yuan's heart froze when he heard this, and he agreed:

"Of course, this can be done."

Hearing this, the withered old man's face hidden in the shadows cracked into a strange smile, but the next moment this smile suddenly disappeared.

A hoarse voice came slowly:

"Old slave, thank you to the third son"

The old man did not immediately make specific matters, but Xu Yuan estimated in his heart that the other party should want to transfer out of this ghost place.

Even if he had been in for less than half an hour, the thick ghostly aura that permeated his surroundings had already made him feel a lot of discomfort.

It seems that only the withered old man guards the ghost mist here.

No one to talk to, no one to entertain, for more than 30 years, this demon breeding ground is like a huge ancient tomb.

Now that the old man's body has been eroded by ghost energy, and his life is short, it is normal to want to be transferred.

In the silence, the huge formation engraved on the inner wall of the cave gradually stopped, in order to prevent the saint from backlashing, there was naturally a limit to helping his remnant soul recover its strength, and the soul power that had just been extracted from these thousands of demons and ghosts was already enough.

And as the formation stopped, everything in the cave also returned to the original darkness and silence.

However, Xu Yuan did not feel quiet.

Because the remnant soul of the saint was still chattering in his heart.

Talking about the formation, talking about the ghost fog, talking about his father, talking about his brother, talking about the big ice mound

At this moment, Xu Yuan somewhat understood why the protagonist of the plot in Cangyuan in his previous life kept calling this saint an old man.

Words, really too much.

After about a cup of tea in the dark, Xu Yuan suddenly heard a rumbling sound in front of him.

After Xu Yuan poured the Yuan Qi in his body into his eyes, everything in the surrounding darkness instantly became clearly visible.

The withered old man seemed to have touched some mechanism, and a passage leading to the depths appeared in front of the three of them.

"The third son, please go down and wait, the old slave needs to prepare something."

The old man had no intention of leading the way again, and stared at Xu Yuan with a faint look in the dark.

In such an environment, the old man's half-human, half-ghost cloudy eyes were a little infiltrating.

“.”

Looking at each other for a second, Xu Yuan bowed slightly: "Okay." ”

Seeing this, the withered old man turned around and waved his hand.

Whoa—

Torches hung on both sides of the corridor were lit one after another.

Looked at

Xu Yuan took Ran Qingmo past the withered old man and walked towards the sinking corridor.

But after two seconds,

Xu Yuan paused, and asked the withered old man standing at the entrance of the corridor with a little curiosity:

"By the way, Mr. Ghost, can I ask you a question?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately replied in his hoarse voice:

"The old slave must know everything."

Xu Yuan thought about his words a little and said in a low voice:

"Earlier, Xu Changge said that there was an accident here. What is this change? ”

“.”

The withered old man did not reply immediately, but his bark-like face gradually began to twitch in the darkness.

It seems that something terrible has been thought of in mind.

Under the influence of the ghostly spirit, the emotions began to gradually get out of control!

But in the end, the old man stabilized his mood, leaned over and clenched his fists and said:

"A fierce ghost close to the second grade was born in the ghost fog of this side, and the old slave used the formation to drag it until the eldest son arrived."

Xu Yuan was slightly relieved when he heard this, and turned around and walked under the corridor.

At the end of the corridor is a quaint stone chamber with a prominent stone pillar in the middle of the chamber and a groove carved above the stone pillar.

After a slight hesitation, Xu Yuan stretched out his mind and swept around the empty stone room.

Sure enough, he found a lot of cumbersome formations in this stone chamber.

This should probably be the place to help this saint's remnant soul recover its soul power.

Xu Yuan glanced at Ran Qingmo.

Ran Qingmo also glanced at him, still with that light appearance.

Xu Yuan felt that only a woman of Xiang Ran Qingmo's temperament could be so calm in this weird demon breeding ground.

It's Su Succubus~

The old man had been gone for a long time, and after waiting for more than an hour, the rough voice of the old man slowly came from above the corridor:

"The third prince also asks you to give me the soul ring."

When Xu Yuan heard this, he took off the soul ring from his fingertips.

The withered old man walked slowly from the darkness to take it, went to the stone pillar in the middle of the stone chamber, and placed the soul ring on the groove.

Xu Yuan looked at the old man's slow movements, and asked in a slightly curious low voice:

"Mr. Ghost, what are you going to use to help this saint recover his soul power?"

"With what?" The withered old man.

"Isn't it a soul crystal condensed with soul power?" Xu Yuan didn't see anything foreign on the old man.

"Soul crystals? There are no soul crystals. The old man's voice was like scrub.

Xu Yuan's brows furrowed slightly:

"But if you don't have soul crystals, how can you inject soul power?"

"There are no soul crystals."

In the darkness,

The withered old man turned his back and turned his head, staring at Xu Yuan with a pair of cloudy and godless eyes, with a strange smile:

"Naturally, use the old slave himself."

It's a bit late

Thank you to the alliance leader of Happy Tyrannosaurus Brother

This is to pay off the account of the day before yesterday, and the two alliance leaders will add more

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(End of chapter)