"Wait until I'm done searching, it's your turn, what's the hurry, this time even the essence blood is yours!"

Ye Bai reprimanded in a low voice, and after speaking, he glanced at the dragon spirit root angrily, this old tree spirit took advantage of his efforts to talk to Liu Yuan, and sneaked around, quietly, stretched out a rhizome, and tried to roll towards the corpse of the middle-aged monk, looking sneaky and unsightly.

Don't even let go of human flesh, what kind of taste! Ye Bai was speechless and shook his head disdainfully.

The dragon spirit root and Ye Bai have been getting along for a long time, as if they have some kind of tacit understanding, hearing his words, slowly, slowly, stopping the extended rhizome, rubbing a few times on the soil, and waiting quietly.

"This old tree spirit's intelligence is quite good, and it only needs the flesh and blood of the demon beast to feed, if it can be brought back to the sect or the family, it will be a good thing for the future, Ye boy, if you have the opportunity, you can carefully search for the transplantation method in this realm, its breath was covered by the unlucky ghost spell just now, and there is no need to worry about being discovered by others for the time being." ”

Liu Cheng sent the middle-aged monk's primordial spirit into the soul lamp and made a simple proposal.

Ye Bai released a mana and took back the soul lamp, for Liu Yuan's proposal, when he was in the Hell Valley, he had thought about it, and had the idea of fighting the dragon spirit root, but the living creatures were not released into the storage space at all, otherwise they would die immediately, unless they were sealed into the beast sealing card like the little spirit civet, but this was obviously ineffective against plants, because they had no essence blood at all, and they could not make a blood contract.

Ye Bai shook his head slightly, put aside the extravagant hope of moving the old tree spirit, and looked at the middle-aged monk Yuan Shen in the soul lamp.

His physical body had just died, and the primordial spirit had not been hurt too much, and he was quite active at the moment, flying around under the scorching flames in the lamp, trying to find an exit to escape.

Ye Bai's eyes flashed with thought, and he carefully went through the memories of the soul searching technique in his mind.

The art of soul searching, in different schools of cultivation. There are different ways of saying it. The most common ones are mind reading, confusion and the like, which are commonly used by cultivators, and the basic means is to use their own Yuan Shen Liliang to invade the other party's Yuan Shen, so as to read all the memories of the other party's past.

In the process of reading, it will cause great suffering to the recipient. At worst, it can be a serious injury, and at worst, it will become an idiot, so it is often used as a kind of torture.

Of course, the caster itself will not feel good, and the brain will receive a large amount of memories in a short period of time. People who are not strong-minded are prone to confusion and dual personality.

"Senior, help me be on guard, if the little thing comes back, remind it not to disturb me!"

"Yes!"

The casting process of the soul searching technique is strictly forbidden to be disturbed, but at the moment, Ye Bai has no choice. I can only ask Liu Cheng to help guard up. This was the first time he had used the Soul Searching Technique on a person, so he naturally didn't want any accidents.

A ball of essence flickered in Ye Bai's pupils. The power of the primordial gods, the lightning shot out, straight into the soul lamp, and drilled into the depths of the middle-aged monk's primordial spirit.

The middle-aged monk's primordial spirit is only ordinary, in the face of Ye Bai's soul search, there is no resistance, and it is broken in an instant, the middle-aged monk is as if he is naked in front of Ye Bai, from the inside to the outside, there is no secret to hide, at a glance.

A large number of memory fragments, like a tide, slapped Ye Bai's heart, in order to get information about this shijie, Ye Bai did not skip any important fragments, almost from birth to death, although it was a quick view, but it also took him nearly an hour to finish reading and get the information he wanted.

After recovering the power of the Yuan Shen, Ye Bai suddenly felt dizzy, a feeling of exhaustion came from his brain, and it was a mess, and countless memory fragments were intertwined in his mind.

Ye Bai secretly said that it was a fluke, if a powerful guy came to him, I am afraid that he himself would also be hurt.

"How's that, what useful information have you found? Where the hell is this?"

Liu Yan asked eagerly, staying in a strange place where he didn't know anything made this monk who was once a half-step infant feel uneasy and insecure.

Ye Bai sorted out his thoughts and said slowly.

It turns out that the shijie they are in now is a small thousand shijie called the Qiyuan Realm, and in the entire shijie space, there is only a continent called the Soul Continent under their feet, and beyond that, there is the boundless sea and countless islands.

The Soul Continent has a population of about 50 million, most of whom are mortals, and there are only a few immortal cultivators, most of these monks are concentrated in seven of the big cities, because these seven big cities are all built in places with strong spiritual energy, and they are holy places in the minds of mortals and monks.

And in addition to the seven major cities of shili, there are also some places where demon beasts are entrenched, as well as overseas shili.

The cultivation system of the monks here is similar to that of the Firmament Continent, and it is also Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, and in every big city, there are Yuanying masters. However, in the memory of the middle-aged monk, there was no mention of the concept of a dust-leaving monk.

There is no mortal kingdom here, and other weak cities are all attached to these seven great cities, and there is no harmony between the seven great cities, and large-scale wars often break out for territory and resources, and these wars often begin with mortals and end with battles between high-ranking monks.

To the east of this misty forest, is Starwind City, one of the seven great cities, Starwind City is located in the easternmost part of the Soul Continent, close to the sea, and is famous for its rich mineral vein resources, which often attracts the covetousness of several other big city monks.

The middle-aged monk, named Li Lu, is a minor monk in Starwind City, serving the City Lord's Mansion, but somehow, he actually sent a ghost to Longyu City, a big city in the south of Starwind City, to deliver a letter, and Zuihou died in Ye Bai's hands inexplicably.

Speaking of this, Ye Bai felt a trace of disdain in his heart, this guy named Li Lu didn't look like he was getting mixed up, the secret letter between the two big cities was actually handed over to you as a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and fools knew that there were some of them.

Liu Cheng said: "Do you have any memories of Hell Valley?"

Ye Bai smiled: "Not at all, but I'm sure that the two are inseparable, because the text here is exactly the same as the text on the jade slip of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in the Valley of Hell." ”

This is the most haode news that Ye Bai has gotten recently, and the thousands of jade slips in the storage bag can finally be read, hoping to get something useful.

The monk's memory is far beyond that of mortals, Ye Bai read Li Lu's memory, and he has mastered the shijie language, so he just needs to actually communicate with people.

"What about the teleportation array? Is there any news about the spatial teleportation array? We can't stay in this hellish place for the rest of our lives, right?"

Liu Yan said hurriedly.

"Uh-" Ye Bai frowned and said, "Senior, you are a little anxious, do you think that such a profound matter, a late-stage foundation building monk, has there a chance to know?"

Liu Cheng was speechless.

Ye Bai put away the soul lamp, sucked the storage bag from Li Lu's corpse, took another strand of hair, released a mana, and threw the corpse under the root of the dragon spirit.

The old tree spirit was like a rain in a long drought, swishing out countless rhizomes, piercing into the corpse together, and devouring them wildly.

Ye Bai stretched out his divine sense into Li Lu's storage bag, and as soon as he entered, the first thing in front of him made him stunned. (To be continued......)