"Lao Wen does not hesitate to use favors, and you are the one who invited me to meet?" The famous First Divine Cultivator sat on the soft sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at Ye Chuxiao with a little scrutiny, as if he was still thinking about what was special about him.

The two walnuts in his hand squeaked and creaked when they turned, and a face that seemed to be quite serious was a little majestic when it was tense, and it was a big man's style.

This attitude is not like coming to talk about 'cooperation', but more like thinking that I came to take the time to meet the little fan brother.

All over the body, the word 'arrogant' is written.

Ye Chuxiao glanced at Wen Rui, who was dodging.

Then he slapped the scabbard in his hand.

"Try your hand first?" Ye Chuxiao sent out an invitation.

Talking is definitely about talking, but before you show your strength, you can't get into the real core topic of talking about anything.

Since this is the case, let's first use a knife to smash the arrogance of this so-called first divine cultivator, and also cut off the last trace of Wen Rui's thoughts.

Anyway, it's not a hassle, it's just a matter of one or two knives.

"Okay, then I'll teach you a few tricks." The First Divine Cultivator also looked at Wen Rui, and was also a little dissatisfied.

There is no way, Ye Chuxiao's youth is too deceptive.

Although monks can achieve immortality and rejuvenation when they reach a certain level of cultivation, they can still judge the true approximate age of a person through the aura emitted.

Without Wen Rui's advance notification, how could this person have thought that the young Ye Chuxiao was already a Wisdom Realm monk, and his actual combat ability was far beyond that of ordinary Wisdom Realm?

Seeing that this so-called first divine cultivator did not have any intention of making the first move, Ye Chuxiao was not polite to the other party, and the spare long knife was instantly unsheathed.

When the knife is slashed out, the air seems to have lost all resistance, and even the space is under the blade, which looks extremely smooth.

From the side, this knife is ordinary and ordinary, just like a smooth and skillful swing of the knife, but from the perspective of that 'first divine cultivator', it is by no means like this.

Ye Chuxiao's knife already has a trace of the prototype of the realm.

It's just that the realm of the artistic conception monk is a few meters or even a few zhang or dozens of zhang in a radius around his body, and Ye Chuxiao's realm is only above his blade, the moment he swings the knife.

However, even if it is only a prototype of the field, it should not be underestimated.

Because this also means that Ye Chuxiao's knife has a strong 'exclusivity' and 'absoluteness', in the face of Ye Chuxiao's knife, there is almost no other way to think of except to meet and fight head-on.

The first divine cultivator was completely stunned by Ye Chuxiao's knife, and he didn't have time to think about it at all, and with a wipe of his finger on his forehead, his face was covered with colorful oil paint.

When the oil paint permeated his face, his entire aura, along with the aura he emitted, changed.

The original arrogance and impetuousness have disappeared cleanly.

At this time, what was displayed was an ancient, barbaric, ferocious, and bloodthirsty atmosphere.

It's like there is an ancient, primitive, barbaric fierce god, which is slowly reviving a little in his body.

The oil paint spread to the bottom of the neck, and then the sharp fangs spat out of his mouth, and the fangs were stained with blood, shimmering with cold light, and the power of piercing the void condensed on the tips of the fangs.

At the moment of lightning, the First Divine Cultivator opened his big mouth and bit the long knife that Ye Chuxiao swung over.

Creak!

Metal-to-metal sparks sputter out in an instant.

Between the long knife and the fangs, there was a high-frequency vibration and cutting, and the two sharp fangs were knocked away.

And Ye Chuxiao's long knife also cracked a gap.

Ye Chuxiao put away the knife with a little regret, looked at the knife in his hand, and was slightly dissatisfied.

If the Yuanyang Treasure Knife is in hand, this knife will go down, and this so-called First Divine Cultivator will already kneel down and bow down.

It's just that the Yuanyang Treasure Knife was seriously injured before, and now it still needs to exist in the body to continue to nourish.

For the time being, I can only take out the knife weapon that I had in reserve before, and use it for the time being.

"It's a powerful knife technique, although there is a suspicion of sneak attack, but there is no doubt about it... You've threatened me with this sword. ”

"Old man Yan Ju has seen Xiaoyou!" The first divine cultivator hurriedly put away the painted fangs, and slowly suppressed them in the hideous 'unwillingness' of the oil paint, and then spoke at Ye Chuxiao with a bloody mouth, obviously not planning to do it again.

Ye Chuxiao smacked his lips with some regret, and did not refute the other party's remarks of forcibly stealing face.

There were only three people present, who was inferior to the touch just now, and they all knew in each other's hearts, what was the use of saying these words?

"Chu Dongjun!" Ye Chuxiao can be regarded as announcing his name and giving the other party a step.

With the strength of the dialogue, the next 'chat' will be much smoother.

Whenever Yan Ju spoke a little slurred, and he didn't intend to tell the truth, or when he spoke thoroughly, Ye Chuxiao would pat the scabbard comfortably, and at this time, the other party would politely fill in the missing parts, which was extremely intimate.

As for Wen Rui, he didn't dare to look at Yan Ju's eyes at all.

If it weren't for Ye Chuxiao still being present, Yan Ju would have used the technique of eye killing against Wen Rui.

"The most important thing is the soul carrier."

"Among them, the best carrier is, of course, our own soul, but our own soul has been cut too many times, and there is also a risk of madness, so after the research of our predecessors, we created the soul shaping technique, to purify and complete the soul, carry out directional remodeling, and replace our own soul body with it, bearing the weight of hobbies." Yan Ju said as he took out the corresponding method and handed it to Ye Chuxiao.

"Of course, pure and complete souls are not easy to capture, usually only monks in the wonderful realm or even above the transformation realm can appear such souls, and if you want to obtain its integrity, you must ensure that the other party is maintained in a certain high emotional state before death, so that the bridge of the physical body can temporarily cross the limitations of the body."

"In order to achieve this goal, the former monks of the Nian Chopping Sect also had subdivisions such as the Extreme Entertainment Palace, the Torture Gate, etc., in order to stimulate emotions through some external means." Yan Ju said it secretly, but Ye Chuxiao heard it clearly.

To put it bluntly, it is to kill people and take away the soul, and to let the other party die in extreme pleasure or extreme pain, such a method, to say that the Mind Cutting Sect is not a demon gate, and even the Origin Sect can't see it.

Yan Ju revealed these things to Ye Chuxiao, obviously not having a good heart.

No matter what world you are in, killing people and taking souls under extreme emotion by cruel or out-of-the-box means is something that is easy to cause public indignation and public anger.

Once Ye Chuxiao embarks on this path, he will not be far from being an enemy.

Yan Ju was amiable on the surface, but he was actually digging a pit for Ye Chuxiao.

However, it is obvious that Ye Chuxiao did not fall on the set.

It's just a soul, and it's a coincidence!

In Ye Chuxiao's ice lotus, a lot can be stored.

Although those souls are not pure souls born under extreme affection, the Aurora of the Desert Fighting Realm already has the ability to cleanse souls, which is almost a perfect fit for this set of means.

"Chopping thoughts, distracting minds, passing on gong, shaping souls... The puzzle is almost complete! ”

"Next, it's all that's left for integration and experimentation." Ye Chuxiao's mind moved, and he took out two Dao rhymes at the same time.

"Thanks to the help of the two of you, I have solved most of my doubts, and I will take care of the rest by myself!" Ye Chuxiao said.

Wen Rui and Yan Ju looked at the two wisps of Dao rhyme in Ye Chuxiao's hands at the same time, and swallowed their saliva.

Wen Rui's gaze is quite honest, just ordinary joy and greed.

And Yan Ju hid his malice, he must have thought that Ye Chuxiao could easily take out two wisps of Dao rhyme, then what he still had left would only be more.

For Dao Yun, they will not know, let alone not know, the wonder and use of this thing.

"What's so embarrassing?" That being said, Yan Ju and Wen Rui were not polite.

At the same time, he took over the Dao Yun handed over by Ye Chuxiao.

Wen Rui absorbed it directly in front of Yan Ju.

As for Yan Ju, he carefully put it away with a jade bottle, put it on his chest, and patted it with his hand.

"Don't you use it?" Ye Chuxiao asked.

Yan Ju smiled: "I shipped it well, I got a wisp before." ”

Ye Chuxiao smiled: "That's great, so I can save another penny." ”

"Huh?" Yan moment is slightly flute.

The next moment, I saw the sword light coming from the head and covering the face.

It was only at this moment that Yan Ju realized that with the shallow collision of Fang Cai, he had already used some of his hole cards, while Ye Chuxiao was completely restrained and played.

At this time, when he saw Ye Chuxiao wielding the knife, he suddenly knew that under Ye Chuxiao's blade, the most terrifying thing was not the realm that vaguely entered the artistic conception, but the violence and outburst beyond imagination and beyond the limit.

The climbing stairs with more than 100 floors are stacked, and with Ye Chuxiao's own cultivation as the background color, under the artistic conception, it is really too domineering and barbaric.

Although Yan Ju did not hesitate to transform into a god and wanted to fight to the death, he couldn't resist at all.

The sword light fell, and Ye Chuxiao's long knife broke into slag, but Yan Ju's body also flowed to the ground.

The ice lotus was shrouded, and while Dao Yun was recovered, his soul was not wasted, and he was absorbed into the aurora by the ice lotus.

Wen Rui looked at Ye Chuxiao, who suddenly committed murder, and was frightened, he had no confidence to fight at all, and just wanted to escape.

But he couldn't escape.

The moment it turned into a cloud and dissipated, Ye Chuxiao's knife seemed to be chasing time, blocking the front of his escape, and hit with a knife, cutting straight to the center of his eyebrows.

Knives, dripping blood.

Daoyun is recovered, and the soul is retained.

Ye Chuxiao jumped out of the window, thinking about it, and didn't even stop in this world anymore.

Instead, he started the clock again, communicated with the Ship of Creation, and returned to the Ship of Creation.

Spend life stats to buy a month's stay.

After exchanging another cultivation room, Ye Chuxiao moved in, and began to fuse and digest the Dao rhyme used by Wen Rui and Yan Ju, extracting the cultivation experience and accumulation of the two of them.

Seven days later, Ye Chuxiao, who finally integrated the first version of the complete chain, began to experiment with Duanmulin.

After leaving the academy world, Duanmulin has become a little 'stiff', but compared to the clown and Xiong Mao, she still seems independent and smart.

Ye Chuxiao didn't take his soul to attack, and he didn't plan to cut off his hobbies.

Instead, Duanmulin was cut and torn apart from his own emotions.

Then it was quickly stuffed into the already pinched soul body, so that the originally blank soul had Duanmulin's thinking.

Above the ice lotus, the pure soul opened his eyes, and then looked at Ye Chuxiao suspiciously.

She opened her mouth, trying to speak, but couldn't make any sound.

Then, after a brief period of confusion, the soul began to crumble and collapse.

"The first experiment failed!"

Ye Chuxiao glanced at his soul state, the part that belonged to Duanmulin had begun to reunite, but it would take a few days to recover.

"The reason for the failure, the lack of a soul core, Duanmulin is not a truly complete individual."

"And the soul that carries her has been washed away from all the past, just a special carrier."

"One of the solutions is to split some of my emotions and thoughts as a soul core..."

Thinking of this, Ye Chuxiao suddenly locked his gaze on another place.

Heart Dan!

This heart pill planted in his body by the demon girl Yingshu, strictly speaking, is actually Yingshu's special soul.

It's just that this 'soul' is not composed of the core of thinking, but is formed by the emotions and emotions that have been accumulated and abandoned in the past.

There is no thinking core, only an emotional core... What could be more suitable, as a soul core?

Ye Chuxiao's thought moved, and he chiseled it on the Heart Pill with the Soul Splitting Knife.

The demon girl Yingshu's heart pill was very strong and hard, and Ye Chuxiao used the soul splitting knife, and even in his thoughts, he ran Tianshui with a knife, and he barely chiseled out some crumbs and fell.

And after this debris fell, it was only a few breaths, and the damage of the heart pill was made up by the power that came from nowhere, and there was no trace of being chiseled at all.

From this point of view, if you want to use the soul-splitting method of the Nian Slashing Sect in the academy world to deal with the Heart Pill, it is still not enough.

But it doesn't matter, now Ye Chuxiao just needs to collect some Heart Pill fragments and use them to pinch out the soul core.

For a few days in a row, Ye Chuxiao waited for Duanmu Lin to 'repair', and on the other hand, he was looking for Dan wool.

When Duanmulin fully recovered, the second experiment began.

This time, with the soul core as the core that carries everything, Duanmulin's 'real soul' experiment went very smoothly.

From cutting, to kneading into the soul, to complete fusion, there is not even any rejection from beginning to end.

When Duanmulin opened her eyes and looked at Ye Chuxiao, the charm and charm at that glance even reminded Ye Chuxiao of Yingshu.

Looking closely, Duanmulin's original playful and lively appearance has a little more charm that belongs to Yingshu at this moment.

She is not exactly Duanmulin's realistic concretization, but more like Duanmulin and Yingshu, a new life after fusion.

"Dong-kun..."

"Me! What's wrong with me? Duanmulin's memory is still stuck in the last night when he lived in the city of clouds.

When she fused the blank soul and had her own soul core, it would be impossible for her to draw 'nutrients' from the outside through Ye Chuxiao's will.

In other words, Duanmulin's 'self-improvement' function has been replaced by survival itself.

False things need to be perfected.

True existence is complete in itself.