Completely get rid of Elder Wu, as soon as Bai Yi's words came out, Yang Hai was stunned for a moment, not only him, but even Yan Shan looked confused.

"Brother Bai, Fang Yan has been killed by the Ancestor's Spirit Treasure. Yang Hai's brows furrowed tightly, and he said, "In front of the Ancestor, it is impossible for Elder Wu to have a way to live. ”

"It's true that an Elder Wu can't survive. Bai Yi always looked at Yan Shan, but his tone was even more weird, and said, "But our Martial Elder has another identity, and that is the head of the Three Uniques, the Ink Ke." ”

The three uniques of white bones, so low-key that even the Qingzhou cultivation realm does not know the secret, Yang Hai has always been in the Dan Pavilion all these years, and his Dan Dao has entered the realm a lot, but what he has seen and heard is very ordinary.

Although Yang Hai had never heard of the name of the Three Uniques, from Bai Yi's gaze and tone, Yang Hai had already sensed something, and quietly distanced himself from Yan Shan, stepping on the flying sword he sacrificed, and Bai Yi's flying sword also stopped in mid-air at this time.

Yang Hai jumped off the flying sword, and Yan Shan was the only one left on Bai Yi's flying sword.

"Leave a divine soul in the puppet, it seems that Elder Fang has mastered the secret of the Thousand Machine Puppet, and Yan Shan's soul body has already been destroyed by you. ”

Bai Yi's tone became colder, and he said: "This retreat is really clever, this golden silkworm is out of its shell, even Wu Cheng can hide it, your soul cultivation method seems to have been a little successful, more than one hundred and fifty years of dormancy, the realm is not moving, only cultivating the soul, the first of the three absolute ink masters, it is really calculating." ”

After Yang Hai on the side heard Bai Yi's words, a strong fear instantly enveloped his heart, this kind of fear. From before, he himself actually walked with a powerful enemy who turned into a god, and he didn't know it.

Yan Shan, who has never spoken. The confused eyes just now gradually calmed down, and he looked at the young man in front of him. After a long while, he spoke: "The method of cultivating the gods is very rare, Bai Yi, your experience is really surprising, if I guessed correctly, you have also cultivated the method of cultivating the gods, otherwise, you will not be able to see through the authenticity of my soul." ”

"I do know a lot about cultivating gods, but I don't have time to cultivate. The corners of Bai Yi's mouth pulled out a strange sneer. "You guessed wrong. ”

"Impossible!" Yan Shan's eyes became gloomy, and he said, "If you don't cultivate the Divine Cultivation Method, it is impossible to see my true soul, do you think this trick to provoke the enemy will be useful to me?"

"If you don't believe it, if it weren't for the lack of time, I would also want to cultivate the divine soul, but unfortunately, there is not so much time. Bai Yi said with some regret.

"Since you haven't cultivated the Divine Soul. And how do you see who I really am? Don't say you guessed it. Yan Shan said coldly.

"It's been more than an hour, and you haven't said a word all the way, don't you just want to get more information from my words, so that you can really disguise yourself as Yan Shan. He is a war spirit, and he has thousands of years of memories, even if he is searched by you. I'm afraid I won't get much news about me. ”

If the target is a Terran monk. You will get a memory of the opponent, even if the caster's realm is much higher than that of the opponent. It is also impossible to know all the memories of the other party's life, unless it is performed on a young man, because the longer you live, the more memories you will have, and the effect of soul searching will be smaller.

None of the Terran cultivators can fully obtain the memory, and it is even more difficult for the ghost cultivators who cultivate the ghost path, even if Fang Yan has the cultivation of the middle stage of the god transformation, and wants to search for the ghost body of Yan Mountain, he can't get too many useful memories, so along the way, he is silent, and wants to know more about Bai Yi through the dialogue between Bai Yi and Yang Hai, so that he can really get through the confusion, as long as he leaves, with the divine soul cultivated by the God Cultivation Method, Fang Yan still has a chance to take away.

As early as many years ago, Fang Yan discovered Cao Jiuqian's strange appearance, and only after monitoring it for a few years did he make a move to kill Yan Shan's ghost body, but the Qianji puppet with Cao Jiuqian as the mold, Fang Yan stayed, and after he completely mastered the Xuanqi of the Qianji puppet, he immediately made a decision.

Leave one of his own divine souls in this puppet, and still retreat in the depths of the Dan Pavilion.

Count as you go!

With Fang Yan's skill in transforming the god realm, it was easy to hide from Yang Hai and kill Yan Shan, until Bai Yi made it clear, Yang Hai still thought that Yan Shan was in the puppet beside him, who would have thought that the ink man who cultivated the god Xiaocheng was actually in such a cunning state of mind, and under the precautions, he left a divine soul in the puppet many years ago, as long as this divine soul is still there, even if his body and Yuan Ying are killed, he will have a day of rebirth.

can be called the head of the three uniques, can be dormant for a hundred years, this scheming, even Bai Yi admires it a little.

"Just because I didn't say anything along the way, you're going to determine my identity?"

Fang Yan sighed faintly, showing a wry smile, and said: "Bai Yi, your inference is inevitably too arbitrary, and your excuse is inevitably too fake, in my opinion, your cultivation method must be very profound, and the realm is stronger than mine." ”

Until now, Fang Yan would not think that the other party did not have the method of cultivating gods, because only those who had also cultivated the same level of divine soul could it be possible to detect the different aura fluctuations in his divine soul.

Fang Yan's method of cultivating the gods is indeed not able to catch up with Bai Yi's methods, but in addition to running around over the years, it is to rapidly improve the realm, Bai Yi has almost no time to cultivate the divine soul, if he has time to cultivate the divine soul, his scattered immortal remnant soul has already become more powerful.

Cultivating the gods is also cultivating the soul, cultivating the exercises of the soul.

This kind of cultivation method has a great help for the cultivator's soul, once he can achieve a small success, not to mention that the mind is more stable when fighting, even the Yin Soul Ghost Body does not dare to come to the body, as long as there are ordinary ghost things possessed, it will be completely shattered by the cultivated Divine Soul.

The power of the divine soul involves a lot of things, such as stronger divine powers, such as more spiritual power and secret methods, or faster advancement to a certain realm, but Fang Yan really didn't guess right this time, it's not that people can't, but they don't have time to cultivate at all.

Bai Yi's shoulders moved, spread his hands, and said a little strangely: "People with deep thoughts, really the most suspicious, they all said that I haven't had time to cultivate the divine soul, if you don't believe me, I can't do it, as for why you see your true body......"

Bai Yi suddenly laughed and continued: "You didn't speak along the way, it just made me suspicious, if it was Yan Shan, he must have been impatient with the drudgery of retreating Dan Pavilion for more than fifty years, how could he not say a word when he saw me, in fact, I didn't see that you were Fang Yan." ”

Speaking of this, Yang Hai was stunned again, and Fang Yan, who occupied the puppet of the Thousand Machines, was already ready to make a move, this time he was recognized, and his last retreat was broken, but he wanted to hear how this young monk named Bai Yi saw through his disguise.

"I'm lying to you. ”

The inky wisteria sword had already flown up, and Bai Yi's voice carried a kind of contempt and mockery, the previous sworn to point out Fang Yan's true body turned out to be just a method of fraud, if Fang Yan who learned the truth still had a physical body, I am afraid that he would have to spew out a mouthful of old blood. (To be continued.) )