The two worlds are inseparable...

After letting go of his hand and looking at the unpretentious "Tianhe" he was still a little lost.

She never expected that what Qi Changfa said was true, and it was confirmed by her so quickly...

But soon, she stood up, hurriedly searched for pens and ink, recorded everything she heard, and after confirming that it was correct, she carefully put it away.

"Brother Yang once mentioned that the so-called Tianhuang is the name of the gods and Buddhas in ancient times to our world, as for the Dragon Palace..."

Qin Si murmured in her heart:

"It is said that there are four dragon kings and eight dragon kings in ancient times..."

...

...

Buzz ~

The sky eyes were half open, and there was nowhere to hide wherever you looked. Just staring for a long time, Yang Yu did not find where this man was going. It seemed that he could not see his naked eyes, so no means could sense the traces of him.

"It's unfathomable..."

Withdrew his gaze, Yang Yu felt a little nervous.

After a brief contact, the pressure this person put on him was so great that he could not describe it. His departure was a little wet behind him.

Just like an ordinary person facing a tiger, no matter how kind he is, his heart is like a drum, sweating like a slurry, and he dare not be careless at all.

This is a powerful illusion that the gap between the two is too huge.

"Master, the gates are in chaos here. I'm afraid it's a bit dangerous to leave my mistress alone in the gate?"

The ghost baby tiptoed closer and said tentatively.

Yu Yang glanced at him.

The latter was shocked, but he still clenched his teeth and volunteered:

"I'm willing to protect my mistress!"

When he noticed the look of his master, Guiying sighed in his heart, and just as he was about to accept his fate, he heard a 'OK'.

"ah?"

He suddenly looked up.

"Take these letters back."

He took out the pen and ink from the mustard seed space and wrote it casually. After a while, he put it in and handed it to the ghost baby. Yu Yang ordered:

"In addition to giving your mistress, the other three letters are handed over to Yu Jing and the other one to Qin Lihu. As for the last letter, when passing Yanzhou, it will be handed over to Jiang Wu..."

Guiying was surprised and happy, and responded quickly. Before leaving, he hesitated and turned around:

"Master, you really shouldn't have agreed to him, he..."

"Do you think he is asking me to go?"

"ah?"

The ghost baby is scary.

Yang Yu waved his hand to signal him to get out, and sat quietly on the bonfire, closed his eyes and entered the turbid cauldron again.

In the secluded tripod, the evil-suppressing seal is rarely active, constantly trembling and waiting.

【The lower ten-level Yin Ghost (False)】

[The resentment and hatred of thousands of ghosts is formed by the evil evil. The pure Yin body is not afraid of masculine blood. You can walk in the daytime, you can attach a soulless body, steel, puppet body, without thoughts or consciousness, and be manipulated by the evil seal...]

"Ten Capital Level..."

Yang Yu was moved and he was not surprised.

From the northwest to the mountain, he captured more than a thousand ghosts along the way. Although most of them were weak enough to get close to ordinary people, there were naturally many powerful ones.

After all, if anyone who has not yet returned to the three realms will be unable to retain yang energy and spiritual wisdom after death.

but,

"Fake……"

As soon as Yang Yu thought, the evil-suppressing seal made a trembling sound, and sporadic messages came.

Fakes are not real.

The meaning is clear at a glance, that is, it is not the true "Ten Metro level", and the refining and purification of a pure soul will naturally not be able to create a true Ten Metro level ghost.

"This soul is short of nature, but it is slightly better than me in quantity... This is somewhat similar to the legendary 'Dao Soldier' ​​and 'Lights'..."

The mind was turning, and Yang Yu fiddled with the soul.

Through the evil-suppressing seal, this soul was allowed to be rubbed and pinched. As his thoughts turned, he could actually infused his "memory", "destiny", and "character", and even teach "martial arts" and "tao skills".

This is somewhat similar to the "Tao Soldier" he saw in the classics.

To ordinary people, slave monks, special puppets, powerful monsters, weapon spirits, etc. seem to be called Taoist soldiers.

But according to legend, Taoist soldiers are also extremely valuable things, and even immortals and gods may not be able to have them.

As far as he knows, the most powerful Taoist soldiers are also called "Heavenly Soldiers", "Heavenly Generals", "Divine Soldiers", and "Divine Generals". This is a powerful existence that can rival and even suppress gods and Buddhas.

With a twist of thought in his mind, Yang Yu summoned Longyuan Ghost Sword and began to try.

The remaining information on the Evil Suppression Seal is small and shattered. He still needs to try it himself if he can try it.

"Um……"

Kneading this ball of soul, Yang Yu was very active.

Fang Zhenghao, Duan Qilong, Zhang Xuanyi, Yan Xiaoer... and other people's names appeared one after another in his heart, and even the shadow of the person he had talked to was flashed.

But after pondering for a long time, his spirit gathered, like a top painter, outlining this soul.

This feeling is very wonderful.

It's like a painter's sketching, or a carpenter carving a portrait, "pinching out" what he thinks from scratch.

"...You are an orphan who is innocent, a man who is obsessed with martial arts but is kind by nature. He desires to challenge the strong but does not take the initiative to kill, has no father or mother, but loves life..."

At this point, his movements paused slightly, feeling the resistance in the dark, and the second half of the sentence "has a monkey tail" could not be instilled in it.

"Sure enough, not without limits."

Yang Yu was not discouraged when his first attempt failed. He was originally trying to test the limits of the evil seal.

This is not surprising. In the final analysis, the evil-suppressing seal is just a demonic Taoist fruit, not the legendary Taoist fruit containing the "way of creation".

Afterwards, Yang Yu began to constantly try to test the limits of the evil seal from various angles.

"The limit of the evil-suppressing seal is me at this time! The martial arts, Taoist techniques, extraordinary techniques, and magical powers that I can instill in, must be mastered by myself..."

"The power of martial arts cannot be fabricated out of thin air, and martial arts still have a familiar process that cannot be achieved overnight. However, this kind of indoctrination is engraved into the soul and mastered, and it will inevitably be extremely fast..."

"This soul is a gathering of thousands of ghosts. Its nature is pure and cold. It cannot instill instill too hot and masculine. It is not that it will not be possible, but that it will be affected and distorted by itself..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content below! "The more memories you instill in the infusion, the more detailed the soul body will be, otherwise, it will leave great defects..."

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After recording many attempts one by one, Yang Yu gradually became clear in his heart and became sure of the limit of the evil seal.

Next, it will naturally be natural.

Not to mention that he has broken pages of life and death, he has seen many people's life trajectories. Even if he has not, he can easily fabricate dozens or hundreds of kinds of things.

You can be as detailed as you want.

But when he instilled his memory, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel a little afraid. Compared with the Longyuan Sword and the Purple Gold Gourd, the Evil-Suppressing Seal seemed strange and dangerous.

"Yeah, it's almost done..."

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...

The stars are flying all over the sky, and the night is as cool as water.

The city of Heishan in the night seemed calm and peaceful, and no one went out except patrolling soldiers and fighting for the updater.

The only one with lights is the temple dedicated to the land.

"call!"

"suck!"

In a small courtyard next to the temple, a large pot was supported, and among the hot medicine, Xiao Wu sat cross-legged, transporting his internal energy and slowly changing his blood.

Since coming to Heishan, he has been very diligent in practicing martial arts. With the guidance of Yang Yu, he has entered the country very quickly.

"call!"

After a long time, Xiao Wu opened his eyes and breathed out a sip of turbid air.
To be continued...