The first half of "Mediation and Creation" talks about the meaning of mediation, whether it is mediation or creation, it is a great supernatural power, there is no great understanding, if you get it and force it to practice, I am afraid that you will also realize yourself, even if you can barely cultivate, it is also weak. Even in the White Bone Dao Palace, this mediation and creation is not practiced as a great divine power, but as a method for refining the mind and cultivating the gods.

And if it is to be practiced as the key to refining the mind and cultivating the spirit, then it is not much better than the method of their own sect.

Fa Yuan said as if embarrassed: "Then if I promise the two Daoists, then the treasures on his body will belong to me, how about it?"

"Of course, no matter how good the treasure is, it can't compare to what we have sacrificed ourselves. The two members of the Nether Soul Devouring Sect said indifferently.

Fa Yuan didn't think that they would be unmoved when they saw the Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda, and they would definitely not follow what they said now, the reason why they would say this was because they thought that they would not make too many requests after they got the mediation and creation, and if they agreed to their conditions too happily, they might think of making other requests in their hearts.

Fa Yuan only thought at this time that as long as they did it, as long as they did it, they would not be able to get out, and then they would have to face the Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda with themselves. As long as Qingyang is dead, in the end, the Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda will definitely come into his hands, Fa Yuan thought like this.

These two are the two disciples of the True Human Realm of the Netherworld Soul Devouring Sect, they looked at each other, silently communicating, in their opinion, it is one thing to kill that Qingyang or not, the key is to get this "Mediation Creation"

"However, the poor Dao of "Mediation and Creation" can only give three pages to the two first, and the rest will be given to the two Taoist friends after killing that person. Fa Yuan said. This is also normal, if he gives it all at once, how can the two people of the Nether Soul Devouring Sect help him kill Qingyang.

The two people of the Netherworld Soul Devouring Sect are both surnamed Yan, they are two brothers, named Yan Sheng and Yan Annihilation, when they took the Fa Yuan and handed them three pages of mediation and creation, they were attracted by the content of the above at a glance, they were not some junior monks who had just entered the cultivation path, but great monks who had already entered the realm of real people. Naturally, you can see the beauty at a glance.

Fa Yuan didn't urge, let them watch, until they raised their heads, then smiled and said, "How is it?"

"The mediation of creation really lives up to its name. Yan Sheng said in the dark evil mist, but he turned to look at the magma red pool behind him, there was still the reflection of Qingyang in the pool, but at this time, Qingyang was standing on a high ground, looking in one direction.

"The mediation of the White Bone Dao Palace, the Chaos Bell is extremely powerful, this is known to people everywhere, and I don't know if I have seen the ability of our Nether Devouring Soul Sect for a long time. Yan Xuan said suddenly, there was a unique chill in his voice, as if there was an inexplicable liliang invading someone else's soul.

Fa Yuan is also a person who has been practicing for hundreds of years, how could he not know the strangeness of the Netherworld Soul Devouring Sect, their strangeness is reflected in the way of cultivation and spells. But all he knows is that he's heard, it's not easy to meet in Zhongyuan Shijie, and if he meets in these small Shijie, it's often accompanied by a fight

Fa Yuan hadn't encountered it before.

"I've heard about it for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to see it. Fa Yuan said.

"Hehe, then let the Dao Master take a closer look at the spells of our Nether Soul Devouring Sect today. Yan Xuan said coldly. With a sudden wave of his hand, a cold mist shrouded the red pool, and as the mist shrouded the red pool, Yan Xuan also squatted down, only he stretched out his hand to draw on the black mist, and at the same time chanted a series of strange spells.

These spell elements have never been heard, and in this middle yuan shijie, each place has been the essence of a shijie, and each has its own unique thing. Such a spell is not something that can be understood immediately after hearing it, even if he has already been promoted to the realm of a real person.

With the spell of annihilation and the evil fog shrouded, from low to excited, and then slowly faded, the fog dispersed, and the figure of Qingyang was revealed again on the red pool, but at this time, the figure of Qingyang was no longer reflected like a mirror, but appeared like a relief, red and black relief.

"This is the aura he leaked in this shijie, which has been captured by me, and now I will let you see the soul devouring methods of our Nether Soul Devouring Sect. When the words fell, Yan Sheng had already suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Qingyang...... Qingyang ...... Qingyang ......"

The sound was very faint, as if it was afraid of alarming something, but the sound lingered in the void, transmitted in the fiery wind, and entered the nothingness.

This is the Art of Soul Eater.

Fa Yuan suddenly felt a wave of horror, and a chill ran down his spine. If you accidentally fall into such a plot, you don't even know how to die.

He looked at the black-and-red relief imprint on the red pool, and it looked as if it were alive. The sound seemed to come from the mouth of the relief mark.

"Qingyang...... Come back, come back ......"

This one fell, and another one appeared: "Qingyang...... Come back, come back ......"

Yan Sheng and Yan Yan shouted alternately.

Their voices were like shouting the names of those closest to them, trying to call them back. It's like a parent calling his child.

The soul of a practitioner is tightly united with his own god and body, but sometimes they are able to cry out the soul alone. And Fa Yuan suddenly felt that this time was the best time to go to Qingyang, even if Qingyang could resist it, then at this time, he would definitely spend a lot of effort to resist this shout, and it would be easy to find him and kill him.

However, just as he wanted to make a move, Yan Sheng suddenly said with joy: "Here, how can this person be done, it turns out that his soul is so unstable." ”

Fa Yuan had already looked up, only to see a pale gray figure coming with the wind, constantly fluttering towards this side, there would be a constant struggle on the road, but it seemed that there was nothing to do about the shout.

Getting closer and closer, Fa Yuan's heart suddenly had a strange feeling, and he secretly thought: "Although this spell is unpredictable, with his cultivation, it shouldn't be so easy to be without resistance." ”

He thought to himself that the faint gray shadow had come near.

"Hehe...... hey" Yan Yan smiled, his palm flipped, and there was a small black bottle in his hand, and the moment the black bottle was pulled out, the faint soul was about to be put away.

Fa Yuan looked nervously, he couldn't believe that this person who had been entangled and fighting with him for so long died like this.

At this moment, the pale gray illusory soul suddenly quickly solidified and full, and in just an instant, it had turned into a living person.

At the moment when this person turned from virtual to real, he let out a chuckle, and a voice came from the chuckle: "The Soul Devouring Technique of the Netherworld Soul Devouring Sect is really powerful. ”

With his voice, the two people of the Netherworld Soul Devouring Sect were shocked, and their bodies immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and fled backwards, but at this time, a small golden tower appeared in the hand of the manifested person, and the moment it appeared, it turned into a golden light and went straight to the sky, the golden light spread, and a huge golden tower appeared there.

A bell appeared, and Yan Sheng and Yan Xuan suddenly felt a powerful liliang restraining them, making them unable to escape even if they turned into black mist. When I looked up, I saw that under the cover of the huge tower, my heart was horrified, and the body that had turned into smoke had been manifested, and when I opened my mouth, I sprayed a small flag from my mouth, one of which was as red as blood, and the other was as black as ink.

The small red flag waved, and a red as blood rushed up, and the black flag waved, and another piece of ink-like light rushed up, and the black light and red light were entangled, trying to hold up the golden giant tower.

However, a bell suddenly rang on the tower, and the black and red brilliance immediately appeared in the bell cracks, and then shattered under the huge pressure of the golden tower. Another bell rang on the top of the golden pagoda, and a piece of golden light rolled out from the tower, rolling Yan Sheng and Yan Xuan into the tower.

On the other side, Fa Yuan was shocked, Yan Sheng and Yan Xuan were taken away by the Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda not only in an instant, but in a blink of an eye. And this Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda is not only aimed at them, but covers him under the tower together.

There was a sound from the thirty-six bells from the tower, and layers of ropes bound him.

There was already an extra pole on his top, and there were six bells hanging on the flag, and the six bells were shaking wildly as if they were being blown by the wind, but the bell that Fa Yuan had refined from the Chaos Bell was made by the Fa He Heavenly Demon, which was more than mysterious, but it lost the other brilliant atmosphere of the Chaos Bell, and it couldn't shake the bell sound that bound him at all

The Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda fell, and with a bang, the Fa Yuan was pressed underneath.

Qingyang beckoned again, and the giant tower turned into a golden light and fell into his hand, and the golden light condensed into a small tower.

The bell swayed, and the heavens and the earth seemed to change with the bell.