The cultivation realm really can't look at things from the perspective of mortals.

The gray-clothed female Taoist saw that Brother Jindan was full of promises, and she did not delay.

With a wave of her sleeve, a handful of fine sand appeared in her hand.

She threw the fine sand into the air, only to see that the fine sand automatically formed, and a detailed official script deed floated in the air.

"Yang Zhao, the two of you write your names separately, and this book deed is completed."

Although he was reluctant in his heart, he moved quickly, tore off a leaf from himself, and wrote his name on the deed.

When it was Yang Zhao's turn, Yang Zhao was a little troubled.

She belongs to a small white on the soul, she can't even fly by herself, let alone the inscription in mid-air?

Do you want her to learn from that Jindan monk to break something off his body and sign it?

There was no paper, and she didn't know what to do to sign her name.

"Thank you, senior, the junior let you see the joke, the junior drove the spirit for the first time, and I don't know how to sign."

As soon as Yang Zhao's voice fell, the gray-clothed woman didn't say anything, and the little bird above her head hurriedly jumped up and showed her merit.

"But no, this stupid little girl can't even fly, if it weren't for my kind-hearted escort all the way, she might not be able to enter the city in her life."

"Don't you have a teacher? Oh...... Oh...... I understand. ”

The gray-clothed woman suddenly realized.

"That ancestor of yours is estimated to be faking his death to avoid disasters, just like me, ordinary fake death is not enough to hide from the enemy, in order to retain one or two consciousnesses, it is not possible not to pay a huge price."

"In this way, his soul should be greatly traumatized, and the memory of the soul split will naturally be incomplete, and there will be very few things he can teach you."

Hearing the words of the gray-clothed woman, Yang Zhao also frowned.

"Well, my ancestor said that he is a martial artist, and he is only proficient in thunder law, and he is not interested in learning anything else."

Now it seems that it is not that Shen Ruoyu is not interested in learning, but that he can't teach even if he wants to.

"It's okay, this thing is simple, I'll teach you."

The gray-clothed female Taoist shook her hand unconcernedly, and taught Yang Zhao the technique of using soul power.

Yang Zhao listened to her carefully, tried twice silently, and finally signed his name under the deed in mid-air.

The moment the name was written, the deed burst into flames and disappeared.

A golden-red filament appeared on Yang Zhao's wrist, and the Jin Dan period over there also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Talented."

The gray-clothed woman praised casually, and then beckoned the Jin Dan period to come to her.

Jin Dan of the Sujin clan didn't dare to rub it, and obediently walked to the gray-clothed female Taoist.

I saw the gray-clothed woman holding her hands together and muttering to herself.

I saw a little golden light emerge, and then, this golden light was pressed into the soul of the Jindan period monk.

"This incense of mine can keep your soul alive, and when you get out of the Sujin Pagoda, you can find a living creature to parasitize it, so that you are not a dead person."

This Jin Dan was overjoyed when he heard this, and he directly came to the ground.

"Thank you seniors for your kindness, thank you for your seniors, please rest assured, I have fought for my life in the past hundred years, I will definitely protect Yang Daoyou!"

It is definitely better to be alive than to be dead, the Sujin clan is originally a parasitic thing, although their physical body is not as strong as other races, but it is easy to regenerate.

"Get up, what is it like!"

The gray-clothed woman took half a step back in disgust.

"Don't be too happy, even if I give you a glimmer of life, there is a price, and this price is that your soul will implicate me at any time, that is to say, it will implicate this Sujin Pagoda."

"You are also a Jindan period monk, you should understand that this Sujin Pagoda is with the crowd, and if Yang Zhao takes you away from the Sujin clan in the future, then this little implication will make it difficult for you to cultivate an inch in a hundred years."

"Even if you don't work hard to cultivate, this Sujin Pagoda will eat up your cultivation and crush you into a mortal."

The Jindan monk Mu Mu's face was red and white, and in the end, he still squeezed an ugly smile.

"It's only a hundred years, my life can withstand it, and I just hope that when the time comes, my predecessors can answer the appointment to implicate me in this matter."

"As long as I don't give this incense again, it will last for a hundred years, and I can't bear to give it more."

The words of the gray-clothed female Taoist finally made the face of the golden pill period look much better.

Later, Yang Zhao learned what it meant to follow the crowd.

This Sujin Pagoda can only be manifested when the number of Sujin people reaches a certain level, and it usually takes two or three thousand monks.

If it doesn't reach this value, even if there are people from the Sujin clan here, this Sujin Pagoda will not be able to manifest.

The reason why Yang Zhao and the others were able to capture the two Sujin clans this time and came in smoothly was because there were countless Sujin clans in the entire Shangyuan.

If these two Sujin clans were taken captive to Earth, then this Sujin Pagoda would not be able to come out of anything.

It was because of this characteristic that the other races gave up this idea after the forced captivity was ineffective, and the Sujin clan also reacted strongly.

Otherwise, just relying on the fact that a Sujin Pagoda can provide soul weapons can bring a catastrophe to the lower levels of the Sujin clan.

And now, if the Jindan monk and Sujin Pagoda want to be implicated, it will be maintained by relying on his hundred-year penance in the Jindan period and the incense of the gray-clothed female Taoist.

"Okay, this matter is settled, let's go."

This gray-clothed female Taoist did not show credit to Yang Zhao, and when she solved this matter, she beckoned everyone to go out.

Seeing that she was able to go out, Yang Zhao and the others followed closely and came outside.

The martial arts arena is still extremely noisy.

As soon as Yang Zhao went out, he saw a lot of things next to the big tree.

There are animals, plants, and big rocks, and there are more than a dozen scattered around here.

This was not discovered by Yang Zhao when they entered the big tree house.

As soon as these things saw the gray-clothed woman come out, the expression on her face was very relaxed.

The gray-clothed female Taoist didn't talk nonsense, and the Jindan monk of the Sujin clan who had been following behind.

"This person has already signed the deed of writing for me, please don't worry about it."

The love of return in the words of the gray-clothed woman was overflowing, but the remnant souls around wanted to fight for it again.

"Xie Daoyou, I'm not greedy, you just need to sell me a little bit of his memory."

"Senior Xie, just pity me, I don't know what the scene is outside for hundreds of years, I have a lot of soul power, I can exchange it with you."

This word frightened the golden pill and hid at the back of everyone.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoists, there is no need to talk about this matter, it's easy to go out if you want to, look at this little girl next to me?"

The gray-clothed female Taoist has always been by her side, Yang Zhao.

"She entered the Sujin Pagoda this time to find a soul weapon, and she only cultivated during the foundation building period, and all fellow Daoists have a chance."

(End of chapter)