Li Haocheng continued to explore the memories of the Fa-rectification monks, and he found that the so-called Seven Absolute Reversal Yin Yang Pill is actually a specific elixir, the specific effect is to reverse life and death, and resurrect the dead, and the materials are different according to the different objects of resurrection, and there are also thousands of strange changes, such as the Seven Absolute Reversal Yin Yang Pill that is now refined, in addition to the need for a large number of genius earth treasures and a certain amount of Thunder God blood, it also needs thirty-three children's hearts and sixty-six bowls of virgin blood.

Each of these child's hearts has strict time requirements, and when it is necessary to take the heart, ensure that the recipient is in a state of bliss, so that the blood of the whole body flows into the heart, condensing to the pure yang vitality, so the birth of the thirty-three child's hearts, the death of the boy behind it is probably several times.

The full name of virgin blood should be the virgin yin blood of the female virgin, it is much more convenient to collect, you only need to fix the women born in a specific year, and then torture them in an extremely cruel way, it is their resentment and despair that invade the blood, and then use the secret method to force the innate yin qi that has not dissipated after their birth into the heart, and after the three are mixed, the blood plasma is directly taken from their hearts, containing the blood of resentment and despair, and the yin is evil.

The two unique materials of pure yang, yin and evil, at a specific time and under a specific environment, will reverse the characteristics of the Thor bloodline, allowing someone who was originally a deceased to return to the world as a descendant of Thor.

As for the identity of that person, the distraction of the Fa-rectification monk also erased it, just as the information about the vain death of the city lord was also erased.

In addition, the identity and origin of the Luo religion were erased.

However, the gathering place of the Luo Sect was finally found, and after Li Haocheng sorted out the memories of the Fa-rectification monk, he transmitted it to Su Shu, so that he could explore the identity of the Fa-rectification monk according to these memories.

Then, with a casual move, the stump of the seven-tone wonderful tree flew into his hand, compared to the original incomplete appearance, the stump branch that absorbed part of the distraction of the Dharma monk has regrown into a complete branch, but unlike the seven-tone wonderful tree, the trunk carved by the jasper of this branch is covered with pale golden Sanskrit, and the jade leaves that circulate golden light collide, and the Sanskrit sound that is exuded is also absent.

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Spirit Fox Valley, Hidden Dragon Cave.

This is where Wang Haoran retreats, and the cave is right where the leyline knot in the Linghu Valley is located, where Wang Haoran is practicing and can borrow the spiritual machine of the leyline to practice.

Xu Longtu came as promised, guarding the edge of the Hidden Dragon Cave, and suddenly a slight footstep sounded, and a figure in a gray Confucian robe carefully touched the Hidden Dragon Cave.

At this time, Wang Haoran gathered the glow on the top, the color condensed, a roll of simple and yellowed bamboo slips naturally spread, and the majestic and vast breath continued to emanate from the bamboo slips, suppressing the two true intentions in the body, and all kinds of qi around the body were agitated, evolving into many visions, one by one the octagonal hanging seals, scattered wisps of brilliance, and evolved one after another in the mythology of Little Kyushu, the phantom of the ancient humane artifact, and the heavy Taoist rhyme collided with each other, forming an illusory lotus.

The breath of the person who came disrupted the original qi, Wang Haoran slowly opened his eyes, looked at the gray figure, half surprised, half surprised: "Sure enough, it's you." ”

"Of course it's me, who else but me would know so much about your information, it's just that I'm a little curious, why didn't you pull me out at the beginning?" The gray figure looked at Wang Haoran with a complicated face.

His name is Zhao Jingxuan, a Confucian student, a martial arts monk, Wang Haoran's nominal brother in Xiao Kyushu, and the person who helped Wang Haoran through the first "difficult" years.

In Zhao Jingxuan's memory, Wang Haoran is a relative child who lost his parents and lived in his own house since he was a child, and he is a little tail who has followed him since he was a child.

I don't know when it started, Wang Haoran began to get better and better, at first Zhao Jingxuan was just happy for his brother's excellence, which was similar to the mood of the elders being pleased with the success of the younger generations.

But as Wang Haoran made more and more friends, Zhao Jingxuan just had a strange illusion, his younger brother should not be like this, and the one in front of him was not his younger brother.

Therefore, when someone took his brother's remnant soul and told him that Wang Haoran was not his younger brother, his first reaction was not to feel ridiculous, but to suddenly feel a sense of enlightenment.

However, he did not doubt the existence of his younger brother, in his opinion, Wang Haoran was the existence of his younger brother, and the person who bewitched him was also happy that he wanted to be crooked, intentionally or unintentionally instilled in him that your brother is not dead, but is occupied by Wang Haoran, as long as he can kill Wang Haoran, and then send his brother's remnant soul into the body, the spirit and flesh are one, and his brother can come back.

Wang Haoran, who vaguely guessed Zhao Jingxuan's knot, sighed: "After all, I lied to you!"

"Sure enough, you took Xiao Xuan's body?" Zhao Jingxuan's voice was a little bitter, Xiao Xuan was his brother's nickname.

"Hey!" Wang Haoran sighed and didn't answer, Zhao Jingxuan's heart knot is actually his younger brother, as a child who grew up watching from a young age, it can be said that because he died, Xiao Xuan's existence is Zhao Jingxuan's inner demon.

However, in order to integrate into Xiao Kyushu as quickly as possible, Wang Haoran didn't think much about it, so he chose Zhao Jingxuan, who had just died of his younger brother, erased his memory of Xiao Xuan's death, modified the understanding of Xiao Xuan and the household registration in the government by the people around him, and then used the Zhao family to integrate into Xiao Kyushu, gain fame and gain qi.

But to his surprise, Zhao Jingxuan's memory of Xiao Xuan was so profound, as a mortal, although he studied Confucianism, he did not enter the Tao, studied martial arts, and was not an innate martial artist, he was able to resist Wang Haoran's tampering with his memory, and found that he was different from Xiao Xuan.

So much so that things get so troublesome.

"Now that you've come to this know, what are you here for?"

"Naturally, it's to let Xiao Xuan come back!" Zhao Jingxuan waved his long sleeves and started with a short sword, this sword is not gold or iron, not jade or bone, it is completely carved from a two-foot-long ancient wood, three fingers wide, one foot six inches long, the blade has never been opened, and there are countless wooden textures on the surface that contain the rhyme of life and death.

"Are you going to kill me?" Wang Haoran frowned and looked at the wooden sword in Zhao Jingxuan's hand, he could feel the rhyme of life and death contained in the wooden sword, if he really came with the help of other people's bodies, then this sword might really be able to bring the original owner back.

It's a pity that Wang Haoran is body came, Xiao Xuan's body was still buried by him himself, sighed, Wang Haoran said to the side: "Xu Daoyou, how long have you been watching the jokes, and you haven't come out yet?"

Zhao Jingxuan was taken aback, and then regardless of whether Wang Haoran was lying to him or not, raising his hand was a move to stab Wang Haoran in the chest.

"Ding!" A golden abacus bead flew out, missing the wooden sword, Xu Longtu, who had watched a farce, felt a little tired in his heart, he appeared beside Wang Haoran, and said: "Wang Daoyou should return his memory to him!"

"Thank you Daoyou for reminding me, in fact, if Daoyou doesn't say it, I will do the same!" Wang Haoran sighed again, and pleaded to Xu Longtu: "It's just that in my current situation, I can't use too much mana, and I still need you to help me stop him." ”

"It's just a trivial matter!" Xu Longtu casually cast a restrained Taoist technique to suppress Zhao Jingxuan, Wang Haoran made a casual move towards the surrounding visions, and among the many phantoms around, a treasure mirror flew out, all golden, strange and ancient, engraved with the appearance of all kinds of things and many slightly blurred cloud red seals.

Looking at Zhao Jingxuan, countless memories came to his mind, and he remembered that it was because he wanted to go out to play that Xiao Xuan died, and Xiao Xuan was in front of him at the time......

The cruel reality made Zhao Jingxuan have a headache, and at this time, a voice rose from his heart: "What a waste, in that case, give me your body!"

At the same time, a thin figure appeared in Zhao Jingxuan's heart, and he shouted at Zhao Jingxuan: "Brother, go away!"

It was obviously the voice that asked him to leave, but with a hint of tactfulness and pleading, Zhang Jingxuan couldn't help but step forward to touch the illusory thin boy, but he didn't want that when he touched the child, a huge force instantly swallowed his will.