"How can you be like a woman's mother-in-law and mother-in-law? You know that you are not poisonous and not a husband! You are a timid character, you don't know how you will die in the future!"

The voice from the bones was visibly impatient.

"Don't be verbose! The remnant soul of this seat can no longer last any longer, and it will disappear at any time, you come over quickly, this seat will pass you a few things to help you in your future cultivation, lest you not live the day to avenge this seat!"

"Yes!

He bowed and walked towards the bed.

As he approached, the faint green flames flickered imperceptibly in the hollow eyes of the bones on the bed.

Suddenly, there was no way to stop a few steps away from the bed.

"What's wrong?" the voice wondered.

"Oh! it's nothing, it's just that the juniors have something they want the seniors to answer......"

Akira raised his head slowly, looking at the bones, and a chill suddenly rose on his face.

I only heard him say sharply: "Since the seniors want to seize the body of the juniors, they just open their mouths, why bother so much?"

"Huh, what are you talking nonsense about?"

A slightly startled voice came from the bones.

However, Aramudo did not pay attention to it, but took a few steps back and widened the distance between him and the bed.

Then he pondered slightly, and thought to himself: "Senior, before your body was destroyed, you shouldn't have the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, and this skeleton doesn't belong to the senior......

In other words, the jade slips that record the cave mansion of the Jindan period monk are actually intentionally done by the Jindan period monk himself, and at the same time, the monk is the predecessor you!"

"In other words, all this is nothing more than a scam from beginning to end, a game set up by your predecessor in order to take away and be reborn!"

As the words fell, Huang Wudao stared at the bones on the bed, fully guarded.

"That's right! It's terrifying! It's just that this seat is very strange, how do you know about it?"

The voice from the skeleton once again returned to the ancient well without waves, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations.

Huang Wudao grinned and said with a smile: "Juniors guessed! I have been imaginative since I was a child, and I always like to think about things in a bad direction!"

"And the acting skills of the predecessors are too poor, it seems that the true feelings are revealed, but in fact they are too deliberately contrived, and they can't even compare to Xiao Xianrou!"

"Huh?!" the voice was stunned, "I look down on you junior!"

"It's a pity that no matter how many eyes you have, it's useless, since you, a junior, stepped into the stone hall, everything has been under the control of this seat!"

"Boom!" the voice sneered, eeriely.

"Bring your flesh obediently!"

The two green flames in the hollow eye socket of the skeleton suddenly merged into one, and the flame light suddenly flourished.

Then, the green flame shot at the Wild Path with lightning speed, burrowing straight into his eyebrows and disappearing.

Huang Wudao's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly sat down cross-legged.

Then he quickly pinched his hand trick and sealed his six senses and seven tricks.

Time passes.

The desolate expression is sometimes hideous and terrifying, and sometimes painful.

His face was uncertain, and an old man with artemisia faintly appeared, but he was quickly suppressed again.

I don't know how long it has been since this repeatedly......

"Whew~"

On the ground in the stone hall, Aramudo exhaled lightly and slowly opened his eyes.

"Looks like this old guy is just bluffing!"

Huang Wudao said with his mouth, but he was still slightly afraid in his heart.

Fortunately, that green flame soul was only a cultivation in the late stage of Jindan before its death, and after the soul was damaged, only the strength of the divine soul equivalent to the early stage of foundation building remained.

And the strength of the divine consciousness of the desolate Dao itself far exceeds his own cultivation.

In addition, he has a special heavenly soul and earth spirit Yin Yang God, which can resolve this crisis.

Originally, I heard the soul say that when I stepped into the stone hall, everything was under its control.

Huang Wudao is still a little desperate, for fear that he will fall into a specific formation and will not be able to escape.

But in the end, until he devoured the soul of the Jindan monk, nothing unexpected happened.

It seems that most of it is the trick of the remnant soul to disturb people's hearts.

However, the soul of the Jindan stage monk could not be understood until it was devoured.

Why does a monk in the foundation building period have such a strong spirit?

I can only blame this product for being really big, but I didn't expect that Huang Wudao was a guy who opened a plug-in.

But at the same time, if it was really the remnant soul of the Yuan Infant Cultivator this time, it might be a different situation.

Thinking of this, the wilderness is somewhat fortunate for the rest of his life.

Happily, this time he devoured and refined the soul of a Jindan stage cultivator by the way.

He felt that his sea of consciousness had expanded a little, and the strength of his divine consciousness had increased again.

"The danger has been lifted, it's time to harvest the loot!"

Akira got up from the ground and walked to the bed where the crystal bones were placed.

From the memories absorbed from the soul of the Jindan monk.

The skeleton in front of him was indeed the remains of a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

It is said that this great monk's Dharma name is Jinguang Zhenren, who came from outside the Tiannan region 10,000 years ago.

Because of the persecution of the enemy, he was seriously injured and fled to Tiannan, and established the ruins of this cave before his death.

As for the soul of the Jindan period monk who was devoured by the desolation.

However, as recorded in the jade slip, he was a loose cultivator in the Tiannan region thousands of years ago, known as the Blood Escape Master.

He was originally just the last descendant of a declining immortal cultivation family, and he was reduced to a loose cultivator.

By chance, he got the inheritance of Jinguang Zhenren and was able to cultivate all the way to Jindan Dacheng.

But because he offended a powerful demon sect at that time, he was hunted down and killed by the old monster of the Yuan Infant Period.

In the end, he was besieged and his body was destroyed.

Relying on a few supernatural powers learned from the inheritance of Jinguang Zhenren, he barely kept his soul.

And fled back to the cave, where he attached himself to the skeleton.

Thanks to the bones of the Golden Light Zhenren, this is extraordinary, and it can contain the soul to a certain extent.

Otherwise, how could a mass of souls that had lost the protection of their physical bodies exist for thousands of years?

It's definitely long gone.

With a wave of his hand, he received the glowing bones into the storage bag.

In the surviving memories of the Venerable Master of the Blood Escape, it is mentioned that the inscription engraved on the bones of the Golden Light Zhenren is a very powerful cultivation technique.

It's just that the Blood Master spent hundreds of years, and he didn't understand this magical power.

This shows the extraordinary nature of this cultivation method.

Unfortunately, when the monk's soul is consumed, most of the memories will dissipate.

There is no way to do it, and I can only learn some bits and pieces from it.

To sum up, it is just the above information, and I can only be confused about the specific ins and outs.

When the bones were removed, a depression underneath was revealed, which had not been visible until now due to the obscuration of the bones.

In the depression lay three jade slips.

A smile appeared on the corner of Huang Wudao's mouth, and he put the three jade slips into the storage bag.

This treasure hunt was generally thrilling.

Compared to such a rich harvest, enduring some danger is really nothing.