"Your soul body has fart fire, and that fire only exists in your physical body before your lifetime. Once the physical body is destroyed, the fire will be extinguished? So, it can only be considered Yin fire, right?" Ye Bufei exposes its big fool with a spear.

"You don't understand. Although my physical body was destroyed, the golden elixir was destroyed. But the soul core cultivated in my soul is still there." The ghost bird changed its moves again.

"Of course I understand the soul core, but are you willing to donate the soul core? When I was a three-year-old child, the soul core was not there, and your soul was in the shit pit?" Ye Bufei sarcastically.

"We must sign a soul contract to cleanse your body and improve the level of spiritual fire in the body.

That will consume a certain amount of my soul core energy.

However, it has not yet reached the point where I am so devastated.

We are mutually beneficial and win-win. Once the soul contract is signed, you are the master, I am just a miserable slave. Do I dare to mess with the ghost?" The ghost bird's words seem to make sense.

"Okay, I'll read the book and make a decision." Ye Bufei took out the Jin Ping Mei again. Then he exerted the energy into it - the secret of the ghost bird in the Four Beasts Xiaotian Cauldron.

However, generally speaking, Ye Bufei also had the idea of ​​trying it out.

Because the ghost bird was a golden elixir-level boss during his lifetime, and he wanted to search for its secrets, and the difference in levels was 108,000 miles.

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore. You still read this little yellow book. What's going on?" The ghost bird's eyes rolled, and it was a very good-looking person who was so resentful that you didn't discuss.

If it were a flower girl, Ye Bufei would really feel sorry for her. As a bird, I am not interested.

"Sexy young! You are not really angry enough!"

Damn it, the response of this black book system is also very exciting and keeps pace with the times, and has evolved into a popular Internet term.

"But, Sao Nian, there is a secret to that bird's nest, you can check it out again."

The black book system complained again.

"How to test it?" Ye Bufei subconsciously entered this question again.

"You are the bird's nest, and the bird's nest is you. Look, my answer is so cute."

It seems that this guy was too poisoned on the Internet. He couldn't feel happy if he didn't get excited after answering a word.

"The bird's nest is me, what does it mean?" Ye Bufei started to study it in his heart.

Soon, he unconsciously entered the practice of the "Ming Jing Sit and Forgetful Sutra".

Several lines of thought power stretched into the air like a linear snake, covering a range of more than 30 meters.

"Wacao, this kid can read books and be immersed in the play.

Since I was reading Xiao Huang's book, did I go to the play in my dream of practicing the "old man pushing cart" with Lin Meimei, or did I come to Guanyin to sit in the Buddha or something?" The ghost bird thought in his heart, and now he didn't even have the strength to fly, so he just jumped and soon jumped on Ye Bufei's bedside table.

Turning his head and looking at it, he found that Ye Bufei stared at the golden plum bottle with a dream and fantasy Chapter 8 - The Lover's Beauty Divination and the Ghost Gua of Monk Shaofu Ling listened to the voice

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"What's the taste of this? I don't even have a picture of the erotic palace. Moreover, there is no erotic description. What the hell is this kid doing? I'll be so obsessed with reading novels..." To be honest, all the ghost birds were confused.

Gradually, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged to the bird's nest stationed in the seal hall under the absorption of the suction cup of thought.

Below, it seems that Pandora's box has been opened.

The bird's nest suddenly lit up, boom!

Ye Bufei felt that he had been pulled into the bird's nest.

Soon, the body turned into a liquid golden light and flowed on the material of the bird's nest.

The bird's nest is me, I am the bird's nest...

After a trace of enlightenment, Ye Bufei saw a donkey face, wearing an ancient Ming Dynasty robe embroidered with a large "utensil" in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, a picture of me being a weapon refiner, holding a blue light under my feet, and a middle-aged man with slightly stern eyes fell into a mountain from the air.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, you are here." A middle-aged man with a fat face and small eyes from the three people below came up to meet him.

"Fellow Daoist Cai, did you find that bird demon?" Fellow Daoist Liu asked the fat faced fellow Taoist Cai.

"What we are staring at is its nest on a sky maple tree on the hillside.

Recently it seems to have fallen in love with a white peacock.

But people don't like it very much.

Therefore, I seemed a little confused and couldn't lift my mind.

It seems like he is thinking and thinking." said another thin middle-aged man.

"Okay, as long as you can capture it alive and seal it in my 'Four Beasts Laughing Cauldron', then my spiritual cauldron can be increased by two levels. You three will be blessed. Do you want to refine what kind of magic weapon do you want to refine?" Liu Qishi Master touched his chin and said, "Take it, take advantage of its illness to kill it."

So, the four of them sneaked towards the mountainside with admiration.

Moreover, they all turned into a ray of light and drilled into the soil, using the art of earth escape.

Soon, four guys surrounded the huge sky maple tree.

On this day, the leaves of the maple tree are exactly like ordinary maple leaves, but they are more than several times larger.

This sky maple tree must have a lifespan of at least several hundred years, and it is all red.

Moreover, a layer of light red spiritual energy lingers on the tree all year round, and the demon bird will choose this tree to build a nest, which must be the focus of the spirituality of this tree.

Several guys used their unique skills, and fellow Daoist Cai actually put a few stinky farts, and a yellow gas came out of it and immediately spread a few hundred meters around him.

While he farted, the three of Liu Yimao quickly swallowed the green spiritual pill he gave.

When the camera was changed, Ye Bufei suddenly discovered that he had actually seen the prototype of the ghost bird.

This should be the body of the ghost bird when it was alive.

The guy's body was thicker than an elephant, and his whole body was as red as fire.

It seems that he is really suffering from lovesickness, and Yan's head is drooping and his face looks like he has just been kicked by his love sister.

Therefore, the alertness value has been reduced to freezing point.

Soon, as the yellow gas penetrated, the ghost bird yawned a few times in a dizzy way, and his eyes were half open and half closed.

The middle-aged man with thin face took out some flag stickers, talisman stickers, and a few bronze mirror-like things that quietly shuttled around the big tree and started busy.

Judging from this posture, that guy should be a formation master.

Soon, the formation was completed.

The thin man made a gesture. The last middle-aged woman in a green skirt among the four shook her hands. A rope made of gold popped out like a living snake, instantly surrounding the sky maple tree for eighty-eight circles.

No matter how stupid the ghost bird is, it is still a big monster of the Golden Pill level. He woke up immediately, opened his mouth and squirted, and a ball of red flame turned into a big fireball and smashed it out.

Moreover, my body quickly flipped and tried to escape.

"Where can you run!" A curse light flashed on the face-slimming monk's body, and a talisman sticker was slapped out and turned into a big net covering the sky and fell down.

When the ghost bird saw it, its wings flapped, and the fireball suddenly turned into a tide of fire and roared and burned.

After a few blows, the talisman net burned and turned into a piece of dust.

This guy is so powerful. His fire and combat power are so powerful. Ye Bufei gave the ghost bird ten thumbs up in his heart, thinking that he should make a profit if he can sign it.

At this time, Master Liu threw out a flying sword.

The sword turned into dozens of terrifying silver sword lights in the air and bombarded it.

In addition, the woman's golden rope was tied up, and her face was a little busy for a moment. As a result, the feathers cut off a large area of ​​the sword light. The sky was full of bird feathers.

At this moment, the ghost bird's protective light had been cut open, and another spiritual talisman came over with a slimming face.

The talisman lit up green light and turned into a bug and penetrated into the body of the ghost bird with its armor.

"We just need to trip him and wait for my worm to attack." Slimming face shouted.

The ghost bird reached its limit and sprayed out a bright red color with many ring-shaped patterns on it, as if the atmosphere outside the earth was spinning outward.

ah!

The middle-aged man with a thin face screamed and his body directly hit the red ball and penetrated the body.

Ye Bufei understood, it turned out that the red ball was the legendary golden elixir of the monk.

It is very dangerous to use the golden elixir to directly attack. Once the golden elixir is destroyed, the monk will basically finish playing.

This is the most dangerous way to play, and only the last killer weapon used by the monks when they reach the stage of life-fighting.

He is also fierce in his face, and he opens his mouth and spits out a green golden pill.

Moreover, the golden elixir instantly turned into a large green net and caught the ghost bird's golden elixir. The ghost bird's golden elixir struggled desperately to break the net.

At this moment, Liu Qishiji Master flew over with a flying sword.

"You..." Slimming face opened its eyes wide and screamed angrily, because the sword turned into a shocking sword and not only cut the ghost bird's golden elixir into two pieces, but also the face-slimming gold elixir with his accomplices.

Face-slimming is a dream that I never expected my accomplices to be so vicious.

This is a typical way to do something like a fellow Taoist who dies.

Master Liu Qigong did not stop and simply added another sword and directly cut off his head that was slim in his face.

"Hello... poison!" This is the last sentence that the beheaded monk of the face-slimming monk complained in the air.

"I can't bear to let my child go to the trap, but Fellow Daoist sacrificed for us. I'll just give a lot of compensation to my family after I go back." Master Liu Qi's expression was calm, as if he had just slaughtered a chicken.

The ghost bird golden elixir was destroyed, and it rushed over like crazy.
To be continued...