It's all very nicely said. And they all stand on the height of "abandoning the secret art of evil cultivation and avoiding disasters for the common people". It seems that everyone has forgotten that if you really want to abandon this evil art, wouldn't it be easier to destroy this altar once and for all, or just blow up this underground cave?

Of course, it's not that no one thought of destroying the altar, but at the same time selectively forgetting about it.

What kind of evil cultivator is not evil cultivator, if this inheritance has a 1 percent chance that the monk will step into the threshold of immortality, what does it matter if he becomes an evil cultivator?

Besides, whether you are evil or not refers to what you do, not the exercises you practice. Who in the field doesn't understand these superficial understandings of power?

But the two factions of Shushan and Kunlun, which are the most prominent, really collided together this time. However, compared with Shushan's strong posture, the Kunlun faction's rhetoric is more acceptable. They also knew that they couldn't compete for Shushan on their own, so they directly said that they were willing to engrave it and share it with the participants present after they got the inheritance. This is much stronger than the meaning of "Lao Tzu eats meat, you eat bones" in Shushan.

After some quarrels, everyone who felt that the Kunlun faction had better conditions fell to the Shushan faction. And in the face of the Kunlun faction, which is supported by the majority of the people, the five people of Shushan have no choice. I could only give up the opportunity to go to the altar. After all, although Shushan is more powerful than other mountain gates, it is not to the point where you can ignore others, and if you really want to cause public anger, it will be a big trouble.

So the triumphant Kunlun faction got the only chance.

Under the envy and expectation of everyone, one of the main monks of the Kunlun sect walked to the center of the altar and stood next to the chair where the corpse was sitting.

And that thought began to move at this time. It was indeed the altar that was activated, and an inexplicable breath that made people tremble in their hearts rose from the altar.

Almost instantly, the brave monk of the Kunlun Sect felt a strong crisis coming. But the speed was too fast, he couldn't react at all, he was immediately surrounded by coldness, and wanted to shout for help, but he could only open his mouth, and then the voice was stuck in his neck, and then a wave of dizziness struck, and he was horrified to find that his soul was actually being photographed, and he pasted it towards the corpse next to him!

In fact, this guy who was triumphant a second ago didn't need to call for help, and all the Daomen monks who were nervously watching outside the altar saw that something was wrong.

People's souls are beginning to leave the body, what else is there to guess? When the soul is completely out of the body, if you want to put the soul back again, none of the people present have this means, and generally this situation occurs, which means that the small life is accounted for.

wanted to save it, but as soon as the means started, a confinement that appeared out of thin air sealed the entire altar, and the intensity was very high, at least relying on the joint efforts of these Daomen monks present, they couldn't break it, so they could only jump to their feet and stare at it.

"Mr. Xue, you must have a way, right? Please take action, as long as you can save people, I can agree to any conditions of the Kunlun faction!"

This kind of tone of running a train with a mouth, Xue Wu didn't believe it. Promise everything? If you ask for the big bell of the Kunlun faction, you can also agree? Forget it. But it shouldn't be hard to get something else. Therefore, Xue Wusuan just made another deal.

Without seeing Xue Wushu make any moves, a black mist like smoke came out from the top of his head, and then it seemed that he was not restricted by the confinement in this altar at all, and easily got into it, wrapping around the left leg of the unlucky guy of the Kunlun faction.

As soon as the smoke was entangled, in the eyes of everyone, the soul that was rapidly leaving the body suddenly stopped, as if the original pulling force could no longer be pulled after the black mist joined, and the scene froze.

Xue Wushu curiously leaned over to the altar. Perception poked into the altar to look for the joints. Didn't find it.

pondered in his heart for a while, loosened the black mist wrapped around the unlucky egg's legs, let his soul leave his body again, and followed the source of his pulling power to explore carefully. Relaxed little by little, before his soul was about to be torn out, Xue Wushu finally found something strange.

It's not the altar at all, it's the corpse that everyone has ignored from the beginning.

The corpse actually had a formation hidden on it. It was silent before the urging, and it was not noticed at all. And once someone is standing in the altar and the altar is activated, the formation lurking on the corpse will be activated along with it. And the so-called altar is only a defensive formation. What is really pulling the soul of this Kunlun sect monk is the formation on the corpse.

The reason is not as complicated as Xue Wushu thought before. The reason why he ignored the corpse at first was because he thought that the corpse was just a simple body, and that there was no soul, so what could he do?

Under normal circumstances, the soul is gone, and the body is indeed useless. This is a shell, a soul, and it can only rot slowly.

But the corpse in front of me was different. First of all, this is an evil cultivator with advanced cultivation, and the other party has the means to keep the corpse immortal for thousands of years after his soul has been scattered.

Secondly, the corpse is immortal, which means that some important organs in the corpse have not decayed, and it is even very likely that they will be completely solidified by this evil cultivation in the state before their death. For example, the most important organs and the brain.

The soul is gone, but the brain is still there! What about the things in the brain? Is it still there? If there is a means to freeze the memories and so on in the brain at the moment before death, is that to some extent equivalent to copying and preserving the information in one's own soul?

If you can, then just find a fool who didn't put precautions on the soul in advance before the body decays, and then tear out the other party's soul, and then erase the information in his soul, and paste the contents of his brain to this erased soul. Isn't it equivalent to being reborn through the soul when he finally puts it into his own body?

Loading souls at will was unthinkable for cultivators like Jian Chen, but it was not difficult at all for an evil cultivator whose cultivation might be higher than Xue Wu's.

After figuring out how this works, Xue Wusuan has the bottom in his heart. Naturally, it is impossible to let the corpses continue to pull the soul of this unlucky person of the Kunlun faction. As soon as his mind moved, the black mist began to disperse. Not only did he recycle the part of the soul that had left the body, but he also climbed onto the corpse.

"No! you can't do that!" a roar came from the thought that had always been in this space. Obviously, it was discovered that the black mist emitted by Xue Wusuan was eroding all the formations and methods on the corpse. This is to interrupt all of this at the root.

"Why can't I do that?"

"I can satisfy you whatever you want! As long as you let go, I will not let you down!"

Xue Wusuan pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Am I really stupid? You have deliberately created such a big game, and you have been waiting for thousands of years, is it just for a soul to be reborn? Don't tell me that you can fix your body, but you can't fix the mana in your body! When you get your soul, Lao Tzu doesn't want to fight a bad battle with you." You better dissipate, I have a way to get what is in your head for a while, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

"No!"

After a heart-rending scream. Everything was restored again. The confinement of the altar is gone, and the formation on the corpse is also gone, and it is decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xue Wusuan hurriedly took advantage of this fleeting time to let the system make a copy of all the things locked in the corpse's brain. At a cursory glance, the harvest was beyond Xue Wushuan's imagination.

Moreover, the owner of this corpse was really an existence beyond the Transformation God Realm as Xue Wushu expected! Moreover, his mana was also locked by a large means as he guessed, once he was reborn, it was definitely not something that Xue Wushu could easily deal with.

"Okay, everyone, isn't it time to settle the account?" Xue Wusuan said with a smile as he looked at the Daomen monks around him.

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