In the inn, Gonggong Liu knew that he was invincible, and used a secret method to escape.

The mysterious old man followed closely behind, not taking Elder Han's Yuan Shen in his eyes at all.

The old man flew away, but the sword was still there.

Elder Han's Yuan Shen added a new wound.

When he saw everyone leaving, he hurriedly took Mo Qingyu and fled quickly.

Soon, the Yuan Shen caught up with Elder Han's physical body.

Elder Han and the others came to a stone cave, and he hurriedly activated the mysterious talisman.

This talisman is strange, and the moment it is opened, it exudes a red glow.

It didn't take long for the aura of several people to be masked, and they were no different from the surroundings.

Elder Han stayed in the cave thoughtfully.

He muttered, "It turns out that the background of the Xiaoyao Dynasty is really much more profound than that of the Liuyun Sect. ”

"A random talisman can completely conceal a person's breath."

He looked up at the cave entrance, his expression becoming more complicated.

"Ling Fei, Ling Fei, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to accompany you for long."

……

Shenmu Peak.

Elder Lu's heart was overjoyed, and his complexion changed instantly.

"It's on!"

As he spoke, he pinched the trick with both hands and poured his spiritual power into the magic circle.

The circle shone brighter, brighter than the day.

The soul should not be exposed for too long, and every time it is exposed, it will cause irreversible damage to the soul.

At that time, even if a person is alive, he will be left with some kind of hidden disease.

Emotions suddenly rose in the inner sanctum.

Elder Mo's eyes flickered with scorching fire.

Qingxuzi's breath is restrained, but he is ready to explode at any time.

He suspected that someone was following.

The reason why Xie An's soul can't be found must be because people are hiding.

Now, I don't know what kind of accident caused Xie An to escape from control.

Perhaps, someone will follow closely behind and hide the murderous intention.

"Discerning!"

With that, Mr. Meng's eyes shone with golden light.

Two golden rays of light swept in all directions like pillars of light.

If Xie An appears, Mr. Meng will discover Xie An's soul as soon as possible.

Everything is ready, just waiting for Xie An to return.

At this time, Xie An's eyes were tightly closed, and he could clearly feel that he was walking away from the light.

This speed is faster than my father's flying sword.

Faintly, Xie An had a certain understanding of flying.

This kind of cognition is separated by a veil, which makes Xie An, who wants to find the truth, miss out.

For practitioners, many opportunities are only in a moment.

If you catch it, you will understand it.

If you don't catch it, you may never encounter it again in your life.

Xie arranged to get rid of all distractions and began to feel the feeling of flying.

It's like being held by the wind, and it's like traveling through time and space.

He seemed to feel the silkiness of every trace of wind, and he could also feel the weight of every moment of time.

If so, fast.

He kept that feeling in his mind.

In a trance, Xie An felt that the wind was gradually fading away.

It was silent, and there was a strange smell around it.

Xie An opened his eyes, and what greeted him was Qingxuzi and Mr. Meng.

Qing Xuzi is holding a sword in his hand at the moment, vigilant against all wind and grass.

The other elders seemed to be maintaining the circle, and they were sitting in the middle of the circle, sending a steady stream of spiritual energy.

In the inner hall, only Mr. Meng has a special position.

He was staring at Xie An at this time, with a pleased smile in his eyes.

Xie An felt strange, as if Mr. Meng had seen him, and the other elders and Qingxuzi had not noticed Xie An's existence.

He didn't know the knowledge of the soul now, and he didn't know what spell Gonggong Liu used to let Elder Han see Han Lingfei's soul.

"Let's get back to our seats!"

Mr. Meng's voice was gentle, making Xie An feel like a morning breeze.

Xie An bowed to Mr. Meng and the others, and slowly came to the body.

He stared at his own flesh with a strange feeling in his heart.

Xie An in front of him was as quiet as if he was asleep.

This was the first time he had seen his complete self, and there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to look at it for a while.

This boy is really handsome!

He slowly lay into the flesh, never able to return.

Xie An "tossed and turned" after several attempts, and saw that Mr. Meng almost broke his work.

"Just think about it!"

Xie An heard Mr. Meng speak, so he imagined in his heart.

Immediately afterward, he turned into a wisp of fresh wind and sank into the brows of his flesh.

"Done!"

"The soul has returned!"

Mr. Meng withdrew Jin Mang and breathed a sigh of relief.

The elders slowly gathered their strength and got up, and Qing Xuzi also withdrew the long sword into his body and continued to recuperate.

After Xie An woke up, he felt that his head was heavy, as if he had brain fog.

He clearly remembered that he had news to report, but he never remembered it.

Mr. Meng said that this is because the soul has been out of the body for too long and has not yet adapted.

Subconsciously, Xie An touched his waist and found that there was no wine bottle, so he hurriedly got up to look for it.

Although he has abundant spiritual energy in his body, he has no wine bottle, as if he has no long sword.

At this time, Elder Mo brought the Absolute Immortal Sword and the Wine Bottle and returned them to Xie An.

Xie An first took the wine gourd, but found that the liquor gourd was empty, and only a trace of spiritual pulp remained.

He swallowed the syrup, clinging to the last shred of hope, vowing to clear the fog.

Faintly, the fog slowly dissipated.

Xie An'an was amazed, the aura after the nourishment of the wine bottle was really different.

"Master, Mr. Meng, elders, Xie An has something important to report!"

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Xie An threw out what he had seen and heard, and the elders stayed in place.

Xie An recounted as he recalled.

He spoke so quickly that the elders were dumbfounded.

Even though Xie An described it himself, and repeatedly stated that he had seen it with his own eyes, it was still difficult for everyone to accept.

"What, Gonggong Liu actually knows the demon law?"

"He imprisoned you and Han Lingfei's souls?"

"Han Lingfei wants to borrow a corpse to return his soul?"

"Elder Han is about to turn into a meat puppet?"

"Who saved you?"

"Mo Qingyu didn't become a meat puppet because his cultivation was too low?"

……

Xie An was overwhelmed by a series of questions.

Hearing Mo Qingyu's news, Elder Mo couldn't hold back his thoughts anymore.

He grabbed Xie An's arm with one hand and asked excitedly, "Xie An, tell me quickly, where is Qingyu." ”

Xie An thought for a while and replied: "It should be not far from the mountain gate of Liuyun Sect, there is an inn, I only saw the word 'Wanfu' written on the door of the wing. ”

"Hail the Blessings, the Blessed ......"

Elder Mo was almost stunned, he repeatedly thought about the inn with ten thousand blessings, but found nothing.

The word "Wanfu" is most likely the elegant name of the wing, but it is not the name of the inn.

And so, again, there was an impasse.

Everyone looked at Xie An anxiously, hoping that he could provide more favorable clues.

Xie An had just recovered and was clearly not fully adapted.

Especially the terrible brain fog, it was difficult for Xie An to capture what was going on in his heart.

"Elders, can you take me back to the stone house?"

Xie An felt that it was necessary to pour a mouthful of spiritual syrup.

If there is any more misery, then Mo Qingyu may never be able to find it again.

Mr. Meng moved, he stepped forward and grabbed Xie An's arm, and said loudly: "I am within half a zhang of my body, and it belongs to the stone house of the back mountain!" ”