The forty-third chapter enhances the power of the soul (4)
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In the late stage of the Imperial Realm, the soul power that is almost substantial is far from what it can be compared with in the early stage of the Imperial Realm. The cultivation of soul power is so difficult. The average four-star Dou Emperor may not have the soul power of the Imperial Realm, even if it is
The soul power of a third-level alchemist of the Emperor's level is comparable to that of the early Emperor's realm. Now that Xiao Yan has reached the late stage of the Emperor's realm in one fell swoop, it is enough to attack the fifth-level Emperor's level.
Xiao Yan clenched his fist, and the power of his soul surged out again, covering a radius of hundreds of miles, feeling that he was under control.
Running the Blood Spirit Art again, Xiao Yan unexpectedly felt that there seemed to be a special energy in his soul power. He understood that the Blood Spirit Art had made some progress in the process of devouring the ghost energy.
, but how to use it, he didn’t know.
"This feels so good." Xiao Yan murmured.
"This increase in soul power is thanks to the Youjue Ghost Spirit, which has absorbed so much energy. I wonder how it is doing now." Xiao Yan thought to himself, calming down and observing the ghost spirit curled into a ball in his dantian.
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After careful inspection, Xiao Yan was shocked. The ghost's aura was sluggish, and his strength seemed to have dropped a lot.
Xiao Yan quickly communicated with the ghost spirit, and the fluctuations transmitted by the ghost spirit confirmed Xiao Yan's conjecture that energy was conserved. Now the ghost spirit only has the peak strength of six stars, which has dropped a lot compared to the previous seven-star mid-level.
"Any shortcut comes at a price." Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, expressed his gratitude to the ghost, and then slowly withdrew his soul power.
Xiao Yan is not in a hurry to make alchemy now. He still has something to do. In his mind, he thinks of the tall figure wearing a big hat and the sad expression on his face during the Rip City Rookie Trials.
A top third-grade imperial alchemist without any power background, without a lot of financial support, without heavenly fire or a good medicinal cauldron, needs to have incredible talent and a lot of hard work.
"Such a talent," Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with passion and regret, "we must not let it go to waste."
Xiao Yan is determined to win over Lang Tian.
"It's just that Lang Tian has never joined any force. He must have his own reasons. If I go alone, there may be little hope. What should I do?" Xiao Yan thought about it and became more distressed.
"By the way, Langtian belongs to the demon clan. If his elder brother comes forward, he will definitely be able to appease his heart." Xiao Yan flashed an idea and stepped out.
On the bluestone tea table in the small courtyard, under the agarwood tree, with colorful fallen leaves, Qing Haoran was drinking tea alone and meditating. After settling down in Juxi City, Qing Haoran sent the second, third, and fifth elders back to the Magic City, leaving only Qing Haoran.
Mu'er and several ordinary elders and demons are the roots of the Blood Demon Yi clan. Without the clan leader, people are needed to guard and manage, and there is no room for any mistakes.
"Brother." Xiao Yan stepped on the ground and walked in quickly.
Seeing Xiao Yan walking in a hurry, Qing Haoran concluded that there must be something going on with him, "Brother, what's the matter with looking for big brother in such a hurry?" Qing Haoran asked aloud.
"That's it..." Xiao Yan told Qing Haoran the origin of the matter in detail.
Qing Haoran nodded repeatedly, "So that's it. Don't worry, big brother will go with you, there should be no problem."
Without further ado, Xiao Yan immediately summoned the team members, Qing Haoran called Qing Muer, and a group of people flew directly to the transfer point of Tear City.
Not long after, we arrived at Tear City.
Xiao Yan and others asked around for the whereabouts of Langtian Pharmacy. To everyone's surprise, not many people knew about it.
"It seems that Langtian's situation is not very satisfactory." Xiao Yan said with emotion. It is a pity that such a talent should be buried. Xiao Yan is a little heartbroken.
The sky finally lived up to expectations, and everyone finally found out the approximate location.
After twisting and turning, everyone found a pharmacy in a remote alley. There was only a small plaque at the door, which read: "Langtian Pharmacy". The wood color of the plaque may have faded a little due to the passage of time.
It looks a bit depressed.
Entering the store, the store is small, with green walls and white roofs, but it is neat. There are some scattered elixirs lined up on the counter, all of which are common first- and second-grade elixirs on the market, but the prices are slightly lower.
There was only one old man in the shop. Seeing this, Xiao Yan felt a little sad. You can imagine that it has not been easy to survive in Langtian over the years. What difficulties would such a genius have to be willing to bury him here? Xiao Yan thought
I don’t understand, but I guess it must be very painful.
Xiao Yan cleared his mind and said politely to the old man stationed in the store: "Hello, old man, we are friends of Lang Tian, and we came here specially to visit him. I wonder if Lang Tian is here?"
"Friends of Langtian?" The old man seemed very surprised. It seemed that Langtian didn't have many friends, and Xiao Yan and others were speechless for a while.
"Your circle of friends is a bit closed, your life situation is unsatisfactory, and you still haven't joined any force. It seems that you have enemies, and they are extraordinary enemies." Zhen Ni frowned and analyzed.
Qing Haoran nodded, obviously agreeing with Zhen Ni's statement, while Xiao Yan frowned.
Although the old man was surprised, he still went in to report.
Langtian was dressed in Tsing Yi and came out with an indifferent expression. He had been hiding here for so many years and had no friends. Langtian couldn't think of anyone who would name him, could it be? Langtian didn't dare to think about it.
As for Shuang Huo, whom he met at the rookie tryout, Lang Tian always thought that the two would never have any intersection. The background of an alchemist who could easily give up a very good medicinal cauldron must not be simple.
This kind of person is either rich or noble, how can he deal with him, so Langtian will not think about it at all.