Suddenly, a trumpet jumped out of Ma Sui's forehead, Shen Yue knew that it was his Yuan Baby, and was about to swing his knife to slash it, when he suddenly paused and asked Liu Lingdao: "Can this Yuan Baby still let him regenerate?" ”

"How can there be such a good thing." Liu Ling pouted and said: "Cultivating the Yuan Infant is just a realm, the three souls and seven spirits of the Qi Dao monk converge in the Yuan Infant, and after his death, the Three Souls and Seven Spirits will be lost from the Yuan Infant, and the Yuan Infant at this time is just the essence of the aura with his weak divine sense." Therefore, some cult monks will kill people and take babies to help them practice. ”

Shen Yue suddenly remembered something, and frowned slightly: "Then when I absorbed the Dryad's aura essence just now, wouldn't it be similar to killing it to take a baby?" In this way, I am also considered an evil sect, right? ”

Liu Ling smiled: "It's too pedantic for you to think like this, we didn't specialize in this, killing those who have no grievances and no enemies." That dryad and this horse are not good things! If you don't kill them, they will kill you, so what's wrong with killing them and refining their aura essence? You are not a good man and a woman, just kill it properly, after killing, do you still let the aura essence be lost in front of your eyes? Isn't that a serious brain disease? ”

Shen Yue nodded when he heard this, he was a little bit of psychological resistance, hearing Liu Ling say this, it was indeed the case, and he was no longer entangled.

Seeing that Ma Sui's Yuan Infant was gradually collapsing into yellow points of light, Shen Yue hurriedly guided and squeezed it according to the method of converging spiritual energy that Liu Ling had taught before, and gathered it back into a yellow pill, which contained pure earth spiritual energy essence. Shen Yue took out a spiritual weapon sent by Xia Ningzhu, which was in the shape of a sachet, but it was larger than the sachet.

According to her, this thing can be filled with qi replenishing pills and other things with abundant spiritual energy, and with the help of the sealing runes on the outside of the spiritual weapon, the spiritual energy can be prevented from being lost. He put the pill in it, turned to Tong Dou beside him and asked, "How can you keep your soul body and not be like him?" ”

Tong Dou glanced at Ma Sui's corpse with a slight contempt and said, "I have passed the sixth rank of the realm back then, and the soul of a monk above the sixth rank has tended to be a substance, and it can be maintained for a long time after the physical body is destroyed, or turn to a ghost to cultivate, or take away others, or simply wander around all the time. Although my cultivation realm has fallen due to the long-term oppression of the Dryad, my soul body has long been solidified. ”

Shen Yue nodded, walked towards Ji Hongying again, leaned over and found that the woman had died of anger. Ma Sui killed Feng Shi, a loose cultivator who was quite loyal to him, so Shen Yue had to kill him, but just now Ma Sui confessed that except for a few scattered cultivators who were killed by him, the others were all killed by Yin Gang, and Ji Hongying did not do it. So Shen Yue changed his mind and was ready to save her, and he abolished her cultivation.

Who knew that Ji Hongying's injury was too serious, Shen Yue pushed himself and others, thinking that such an injury could be slowly repaired by himself, so as not to die. But he ignored the difference between the two exercises: after all, Shen Yue practiced the wood aura that was the best at healing and repairing, while Ji Hongying practiced the most chaotic and heavy earth aura. In this tomb isolated from the land, she died not long after she could not be replenished by spiritual energy.

Shen Yue looked at her corpse and was speechless for a long time, Liu Ling said: "This woman's injuries are too serious, even if she rescues her, she can't be saved, she died quietly, and she didn't even leave the body, which means that she was already dying, and the Yuan Ying was seriously injured, so she just breathed a sigh." ”

Shen Yue sighed, put the two corpses into the Sumeru bag, and quickly left the tomb to the ground, he found a vacant space nearby, dug a pit for the two of them and buried them together, he wanted to erect a wooden monument, but he couldn't think of anything to write, so he simply gave up.