Everyone looked at Ling Yue in surprise, what was the original intention?

Only Su Yue knew how difficult it was for Ling Yue to live well. ∫>

Ling Yue achieved the Immortal Emperor Realm in his previous life for more than a thousand years, not because of how talented and background he was, all he had was a never-say-die heart.

Su Yue had seen Ling Yue's memory, after Mo Xianyu's death, Ling Yue began to cultivate frantically, either fighting with people or being hunted down.

For more than a thousand years, he has never had a good rest, and he has been fighting all the time, just to survive.

Cultivation is very cruel, and the resources for cultivation are limited, which leads to the fact that if you don't kill others, others will kill you.

"Ling Yue!"

Su Yue looked at Ling Yue distressedly.

Ling Yue smiled at Su Yue, shook his head and said, "I'm fine." ”

Looking at the two realms, he said: "The so-called soul is just a mark of heaven and earth blessing itself, as long as you have enough knowledge of the supreme principle of heaven and earth, then you can condense the 'soul'." ”

Saying that, Ling Yue raised his hand, and with a "poof", a flame appeared on his finger, and the fluctuations emitted and the surrounding heaven and earth faintly gave birth to an induction.

The whole courtyard immediately became hot, and the sky turned red.

"This is a fire soul?!"

Before everyone could react, the flames on Ling Yue's fingers gradually turned into a ball of clear water, and then the clear water began to freeze again.

At this time, the sky began to scatter snowflakes, and the temperature suddenly dropped from high to high.

"Water Soul?!"

"Ice Soul?!"

"You can actually condense three 'souls'?!"

Ling Tianhao, Murong Mengyue, and the white-haired beauty all stood up in horror and stared at Ling Yue deadly.

At this time, outside the small courtyard, many ancient warriors looked at the sky and exclaimed.

"Which Innate Venerable is this?"

"How can there be so many? Could it be that there are three more Innate Venerables?"

Ling Yue continued to use his spiritual power, and the ice ball on his finger suddenly exploded, and then formed a whirlpool, and the whirlpool began to rotate, and after a while, a one-foot-high hurricane was formed, spinning on Ling Yue's finger.

The sky changed again, and immediately darkened, and the wind howled, rolling up a large cloud that obscured out the sunlight.

"Wind Soul!"

The white-haired beauty herself also condensed the wind soul, and from the hurricane in Ling Yue's hand, she felt a faint 'wind soul' fluctuation.

Ling Yue withdrew his hand, and the dark clouds in the sky immediately dispersed.

"Can you condense your soul, are you an Innate Venerable?!" Ling Tianhao looked at Ling Yue and exclaimed.

Ling Yue didn't answer Ling Tianhao, but looked at the white-haired beauty and said, "Seniors should see it!"

The white-haired beauty's eyes were also flashing with brilliance, and she said half-loudly: "That's not a real soul!"

Ling Yue nodded and said, "Yes, the 'soul' you are talking about should actually be called the power of rules, as long as you have a deep enough understanding of the supreme truth of heaven and earth, and you are not an innate venerable, you can also condense it, there is an example around you now." ”

Saying that, Ling Yue looked at Murong Mengyue, and everyone also looked at Murong Mengyue, their eyes full of consternation.

Can Murong Mengyue condense the 'soul'?

The white-haired beauty frowned, Murong Mengyue was only at the peak of the Xuan Realm when she was at her peak, not to mention that she was not at her peak now, how could she condense her "soul"?

Murong Mengyue herself frowned and said, "How come I don't know?"

Ling Yue smiled: "You are born to use the power of rules, the day you were born, your family was frozen for ten miles, right?"

The white-haired beauty and Murong Mengyue were taken aback, and the latter exclaimed in surprise: "How do you know?"

There is a kind of person in this world who is called a genius, a natural talent, and Murong Mengyue is.

As soon as she was born, she was born with the body of an ice phoenix, and she was naturally attracted to the rules, she didn't need to do anything, and the rules of heaven and earth would automatically converge on her.

This is also the reason why she can condense spiritual power and is more sensitive to spiritual power fluctuations.

Murong Mengyue was blessed with the power of rules as soon as she was born, but she didn't know how to use it herself.

"Sit here!" Ling Yue said to Murong Mengyue.

"What are you doing?" Murong Mengyue glanced at Su Yue and asked.

"Teach you to condense the 'soul'! What else can you do?" Ling Yue said helplessly.

Murong Mengyue hesitated, but still came to sit next to Ling Yue.

Ling Yue stood up and said, "Don't move!"

As he spoke, Ling Yue raised his hand, then pointed at Murong Mengyue's eyebrows, injecting a trace of soul power into Murong Mengyue's sea of knowledge.

Murong Mengyue subconsciously closed her eyes, she felt something more in her mind, and then she felt that there were silk threads around her, crisscrossing her.

These threads are wandering, red, white, yellow, all kinds of colors.

Finally, she reached out and chose a thick-looking blue thread.

Ling Yue withdrew his hand, his face was a little pale, and Su Yue immediately came up to support Ling Yue.

Murong Mengyue slowly opened her eyes, and the silk threads around her were gone, leaving only the blue silk thread she chose.

"See?" Ling Yue asked.

Murong Mengyue nodded.

Ling Yue said, "Try it, use your mind to control these silk threads. ”

Murong Mengyue closed her eyes when she heard this, and then used her mind to control the blue silk threads around her, bringing them together.

Click......

Suddenly, there is a small clicking sound around you, the temperature plummets, and the moisture in the air freezes and then falls into ice chips.

With Murong Mengyue as the center, a thin layer of ice was condensed on the ground, and in just a few seconds, the courtyard was all frozen.

The sky also darkened and began to fall snowflakes.

The next moment, a chirp appeared in everyone's minds, and above Murong's head, an ice-blue phoenix spread its wings, and the temperature around it dropped a few points.

"Ice Soul?!" the white-haired beauty stared wide-eyed as she looked at the phoenix above Murong Mengyue's head.

This is the real "soul", what Ling Yue condensed just now is only the shape of the picture, but not the god.

Although it can change the world, it is strong on the outside.

But now the ice blue phoenix condensed by Murong Mengyue is the real soul.

The moment the ice-blue phoenix appeared, a coercion spread, and the frozen grapes burst one after another, and the steaming porcelain pot on the stone table instantly cracked, leaving only an oval-shaped ice ball.

Ling Zhan, a martial artist in the early stage of the Spirit Realm, was even more oppressed, and his legs were frozen before he even had time to open his True Qi shield.

Not to mention the spiritual realm, even the white-haired beauties in the innate realm have a hidden feeling of being frozen.

This ice soul is definitely above her wind soul!

Old Lady Murong and her caretaker, Xiaoli, were protected by a white-haired beauty and were not affected.

Ling Tianhao also saw that Ling Zhan was frozen, but there was nothing he could do, and now he was too busy to take care of himself.

Ling Yue held Su Yue's hand and used his spiritual power to resist the cold created by the power of the rules.

The whole yard is now icy and snowy, and it must be more than minus 20 degrees.

As soon as ordinary people come in, they will definitely get frostbitten.

Murong Mengyue put away her thoughts, and the surrounding ice and snow began to melt gradually.

"Ice Soul?!"

The two realm peaks looked at Murong Mengyue in disbelief.

They are now trying every possible way to condense the "soul", but they didn't expect this junior who is not much younger than them to condense.

And it was condensed in their witness.

Everyone looked at Ling Yue and was speechless.

It was created by this young man who had shocked them no longer knowing how many times.

It was obvious that Murong Mengyue had only condensed her soul after Ling Yue had pointed out that finger.

Ling Yue can help the ancient martial artists condense the power of the "soul", and Murong Meng's full moon is only the peak of the Xuan Realm, not the realm.

It's not the innate realm that condenses the "soul", the ancient martial arts world has never had one!

The two peaks of the realm looked at Ling Yue, their eyes were full of respect, and at this time, Ling Yue was like a god in their eyes, extremely tall.

They had never heard of it and could help others condense their "souls".

"Holy Master!"

Ask for a ticket!

(End of chapter)