"I didn't expect me to have visitors?"

Fei Cangnan never thought that when they met again in a few years, Yuan Zhen would use such an opening statement.

"Are you here to find it?"

Yuan Zhen killed his father, and also caused himself to live in turmoil for many years. Some people regard his years of running as a trend of inflammation, flies and dogs, and are full of disdain. Only he knew that if he stopped, if he didn't succeed to the position of the Soul Purifier, all that awaited him in the end would be death, including his hundreds of clansmen, all of whom would die. However, even after five years, he still hasn't completely cleared the way, and some of his people still disappear from time to time. After he is officially disqualified as a successor to the Soul Purifier, this disappearance will go from inexplicable disappearance to blatant looting and ruthless slaughter.

He knew who did it.

Every time he thought about it, he felt like his heart had been split open with a wound that couldn't be healed.

The light projected by the brighter pillar of essence smoke of Fushou Mountain at this moment passed over the house behind Yuan Zhen, half of the bright light illuminated the upper half of his body, and half of the shadow of the eaves covered his lower body.

Many people don't see the other half who is being covered.

"You can think so. ”

"Why don't you go inside and sit down for a while?"

"It's fine. ”

Fei Cangnan held his hands behind his back, his robe was straight and neat, his hair was in a straight bun, and his eyes were clear. The two eyebrows are straight and thick, but the face is a little pale, and the lips are slightly purple. He really walked into this dusty shop with such a flat face.

"You seem to recognize me? I've forgotten a lot. Yuan Zhen asked with some confusion.

"Yes. ”

Yuan Zhen invited Fei Cangnan to sit down on the east side of the Eight Immortals Table and sit on the bench on the west side by himself. But Fei Cangnan didn't really mind the dust in the room. Seeing that Fei Cangnan had no intention of continuing to speak, Yuan Zhen also calmed down and sighed secretly in his heart, "Also, since I have forgotten, I am still obsessed with this, but I have fallen behind." Just let it be. Thinking of this, Yuan Zhen's only confusion disappeared.

"The city is very lively today, this ...... Brother Tai, why don't you come with me?" Yuan Zhen didn't want to dwell on the past, in just a few days, he was tired of being forced to indulge in the quagmire of old grievances and hatreds, and he felt that he should re-understand this world and re-experience something that truly belonged to him.

"I don't really want to kill you. But I need to give an account to some people. ”

In this long-dilapidated hall, there was neither tea nor wine on the table. Hearing these calm and sharp words, Yuan Zhen thought that it would be good if there was some tea or wine to alleviate this sharp and cold sentence, then both sides could raise their glasses to taste tea, or drink three cups, and then both sides laughed, or put it aside as a joke, or flipped the table and drew their swords and started a big fight. It's like what I saw outside the tavern that night when I was wandering around.

Unfortunately, there are only two of them here. No, three. Or four people, no tea, no wine.

Yuan Zhen and Fei Cangnan must face this sentence head-on.

"I see. Yuan Zhen sighed slightly. Earlier tonight, the three people killed by Yuan Zhao seemed to have been sent by this person who came to visit him.

"Or can we be friends?" Won-jeong was still thinking about the tavern.

"You corpse slave, if I'm not mistaken, is the last work of my father. Maybe you don't remember, but that day, my father was killed by you, and before the soul entered the old tower, he used a few special materials and made it with the host of a soul slave. ”

"Oh, you know Zhaoyi? That's great. Can you tell me what kind of person Zhaoyi was originally?"

"So I want you to give it back to me, after all, I've already lost several people to you!" Once a soul slave dies, the owner of the individual soul fragments that make it up dies instantly. Or if someone is lucky enough and strong enough, then the host may still be made into a mummy, just like Yuan Zhaoyi. It's just that these mummies are like wild beasts, without thought, without consciousness, like domesticated tools, and only recognize their masters.

To make a soul slave, in fact, the most suitable "material" is the own person passed down by the descendants of the Pure Soul Palace. Because their long-term practice of the "Great Brahma King Sutra of Doubt" has a special exercise on the soul, each of the soul slaves produced has something special. Even if these soul slaves are lost and disintegrated in the fight, there is a high chance that their soul masters can be crafted into corpse slaves, instead of dying immediately like ordinary materials. It can be said that you can make the best use of everything, and you can kill multiple birds with one stone. This is also one of the main reasons why after the death of Fei Qiubai by the Soul Purifier, the people of Fei Cangnan kept disappearing.

He knew who did it, and these "own people" were even more cruel to their people, because they knew the value of these materials, and they knew how to protect themselves after the soul purifier was killed. Therefore, Fei Cangnan was so anxious that he wanted to obtain the inheritance of the Pure Soul Hall by any means. It's just that this is a world where the strong make rules, and Fei Cangnan tried his best, but he still didn't reach the top of the world. It can't be compared with Pei Daojun and Zang Xunzhen.

"Ask him if he'll come with you. Yuan Zhen smiled slightly, calm and casual.

"You, really have amnesia?"

"I don't remember. ”

Fei Cangnan quickly accepted the fact that he didn't kill Yuan Zhen with one soul master and three soul slaves, and now he basically accepts the fact that Yuan Zhen has lost his memory. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that this kind of mummy had no autonomous consciousness, and he wouldn't have allowed himself to summon it as a soul purifying apostle. Why did Yuan Zhen think that as the descendant of the Soul Purifier, he couldn't even control a low-level corpse slave? Although this corpse slave was made by his father himself, there may be some differences. But so what? I'm already in the eighth stage!

"That's very good!" Fei Cangnan stood up, flipped his palms and elbows and lifted them up, holding up a puddle of black liquid in the void, and then his hands stirred, turning into a deep whirlpool. Although Yuan Zhaoyi always squatted on the side and did not move, when Fei Cangnan stirred his hands, the cloth belt on his body was wrapped more tightly. When the whirlpool appeared, it was as if the beast at the bottom of the deep sea opened its mouth, and the roar of the sea collapse and the roar of the beast at the bottom of the sea mixed into a soul-shaking sound.

"This ...... Brother, I'm asking you to ask him. ”

Fei Cangnan didn't pay any attention to Yuan Zhen, his left hand was on top, his right hand was down, holding the ball with both hands, holding the black whirlpool in his arms, and then twisting his arms to press down, like a fisherman casting a net, the black whirlpool shrouded Yuan Zhaoyi. Yuan Zhao's body flashed with bright yellow light, and faintly runes appeared on the cloth belt, and the rotation speed of the vortex seemed to be a little slower.

Fei Cangnan snorted coldly, and the vertical finger of his right hand slashed towards the center of his eyebrows, and a red blood line suddenly oozed out, flying towards the center of the whirlpool. This is a corpse slave refined by his father, there must be something special, there is no need for blood induction, and it cannot attract souls. For a corpse slave, the only way to control is to attract the soul and brand it with his own soul. He wants to turn Yuan Zhaoyi into his puppet completely. It has that value.

In an instant, the vortex turned from black to red, and then transformed into a ribbon of water that swirled rapidly around Yuan Zhaoyi, and black runes continued to imprint on its body. Yuan Zhaoyi stood up and turned his head to stare at Fei Cangnan. Fei Cangnan's eyes widened suddenly, "How is this possible? It still has residual consciousness?!"

Fei Cangnan's eyes were red, and he suddenly exerted force, his ten fingers were bloody, and the black rune was even more crazy, as if a mess of flies surrounded Yuan Zhaoyi. A soft sound of waves came, and the black runes and blood-colored water were washed away in an instant, as if the sky had been washed by a heavy rain in late autumn. The Yuan Zhao was clean and stood quietly in place.

"'Accumulation'! It turned out to be 'Accumulation'!" Fei Cangnan flicked his sleeve robe, ignoring the backlash he received due to the forcible dispersion of the "Great Brahma King Doubting Sutra", he looked like a mad demon, bent his limbs slightly, and then shook the bones of his whole body, and several black tentacles oozed from the void around his body, dancing wildly behind him, and grabbed Yuan Zhaoyi with one claw.

As long as you capture and control Yuan Zhaoyi, you can obtain the Pure Soul Inheritance, and the "Accumulation" is the core of the entire Pure Soul Hall Inheritance!

At the same time, a cloud of mist suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Zhen's eyes, and a few spins turned into a wizard holding a giant blade and emitting black smoke all over his body, blocking between Yuan Zhen and Yuan Zhaoyi. The giant blade in the hand of the soul master who had been hiding in the shadows for a long time silently slashed towards Yuan Zhen's neck.

Yuan Zhen didn't even look at the black-robed wizard, and as soon as he hit him, he knocked him back into the mist, and then slapped Fei Cangnan on the back of the head with his backhand, and then stretched out his foot and kicked Fei Cangnan out of the door.

"Didn't I mean, let you ask?"

Fei Cangnan twisted his body in mid-air and stood firm, shook his bones again, the black fire outside his body was raging, he raised his head to the sky and roared silently, the fire became more lush, and the black in the fire gradually disappeared. Fei Cangnan's hair color became darker, and even her lips turned black. His face was paler and his body was thinner, as if his flesh had been turned into fuel. Yuan Zhen felt that there were many invisible invisible arrows around him, and several obscure breaths came from the distance.

Yuan Zhen was a little angry, he found that he had not been able to talk to the inexplicable person in front of him from beginning to end, as if the two of them were talking about something unrelated to each other. As a result, Yuan Zhen felt that she might need to reacquaint herself with this person in this world.

"What's your surname, what's your name?"

Fei Cangnan didn't answer, he pulled behind his back, pulled out a white Sensen's bone sword, and slashed at Yuan Zhen violently, a miserable white crescent moon sword light flashed, and it almost reached Yuan Zhen's eyes, and Fei Cangnan then dragged the void black hole that was still growing on his back and crashed into the place where Yuan Zhen was standing.

As soon as Yuan Zhen raised his hand, his face was covered with black gas, making his steps sluggish and his eyes dizzy. And those invisible arrows, as if rain, seemed to come from far away, as if they were attacking from very close range. Yuan Zhao's body cloth belt unfolded in the wind, as if there were countless tentacles, and rolled towards those invisible arrows, and those arrows seemed to pierce into a deep pool, and soon disappeared.

"It turns out that I have an extra sister. Yuan Zhen saw Yuan Zhao's body dancing wildly, most of which had already been dispatched, catching those invisible arrows everywhere, without the layers of cloth belts entangled, you could clearly see the outline of a graceful woman.

Yuan Zhen raised his hand to pinch the seal, a little light from the soles of his feet straight to the heavenly spirit, and finally formed a lotus flower on the top of his head, from budding to blooming, but in the blink of an eye, the lotus petals fell one by one, and the black gas on his face and body came into contact with the lotus flower, and then there was a sound, and finally had to break away from Yuan Zhen's body, and re-conjured the wizard human form from a zhang away. It's just that the yellow-white flames on this wizard's body are burning bigger and bigger, and finally they drown him from head to toe, and after a while, he is reduced to ashes, and only a few flickering soul fires float towards the old tower.