The ‘soul of life’ has no roots and cannot survive forever!
Not even saints can do that.
Unless the soul is cultivated...
But the 'jackal' demon clan is born to hide and track, has low combat effectiveness, and does not cultivate Qi, blood and soul power. It has nothing to do with soul cultivation. Once the body is destroyed, it is estimated that even half a day will be lost.
The little loser who can't survive.
He is very mediocre, does not have outstanding bloodline talents, and does not know anything about tricks such as 'Seizing the Body'.
But now, with just a token, their souls have been able to remain immortal for hundreds of years, and even maintain their peak state. In other words, what kind of cultivation did this 'jackal' monster have when it died?
What kind of cultivation is that?
There is almost no loss, which is really unbelievable, and one has to sigh that the forging skills of 'Xian Qin' have reached the pinnacle.
I’ve never seen it, and I don’t understand it either!
It also involves Ye Xiu's safety.
The ancient vicious mosquito didn't dare to answer casually. His 'mosquito' face was almost wrinkled together, and he looked at Ye Xiu hesitantly.
I really want to dissuade him, but the other party’s current situation cannot delay him.
[Wolf King City] There are dangers everywhere, so you can’t just wander around with a big head on your head.
After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Young Master, is this token important?"
Ye Xiu nodded and didn't hide anything: "Xian Qin's secret key to the treasure house."
"???"
"What the hell..."
"treasure house!"
The Ancient Fierce Mosquito widened its eyes, hissed, and looked at Ye Xiu in shock, its mouth dry. Even it, which was called the 'Chaos' think tank, was a little confused at this moment, with "?" signs all over its head.
, I really can’t figure out why the Human Emperor of Immortal Qin put such an important thing on a pile of bamboo slips.
It's so conspicuous, aren't you afraid of being stolen?
Well, it’s not too conspicuous since it’s covered by these ‘bamboo slips’.
But it always feels like it's a bit of a joke. For ordinary people, it's okay. It's not a big problem if it's a little careless. But that person is the emperor of the human race, so no matter how you think about it, there's something wrong with it.
A trap?
Regarding the treasure house, it didn't dare to make a conclusion lightly, so it had to take its eyes away from the token, looked at Ye Xiu, shook his head with a bitter smile, and said: "Young Master, I don't know, after refining this token, what will happen to it?"
Will the remnant soul of the jackal demon wake up? However, a human emperor with unknown strength dares to throw away the secret key of the treasure house at will, so he should have something to rely on, or a countermeasure..."
Ye Xiu nodded and said nothing.
Pensive eyes!
This was also what worried him. It was too casual. No matter how big the family was, it would not fail like this. It was not like something that a 'Eternal Emperor' could do.
Even children know that keys should not be thrown away, let alone Ying Huang.
Recalling the other person, he didn't seem to be a stupid person.
His head is now as big as an ox, and refining it would be dangerous, and not refining would be even more troublesome. You can't use the 'passing' way to go back to the past and ask him why he threw the secret key around just for this trivial matter.
Even if the other party doesn't mind the trouble, his remaining lifespan cannot withstand such consumption.
In his current situation, if he goes to the Changhe River again, he may not even see the other person's face, and he will return to dust and return to dust.
I heard the word "treasure house".
The Celestial Rat's eyes suddenly lit up, and it started shouting "squeak", "squeak", "squeak" at him.
Not forgetting to make gestures with both claws.
Ye Xiu was suspicious and was about to speak.
I heard the Ancient Fierce Mosquito snort, twist it in front of me, and warn with cold eyes: "Are you sure there won't be any more traps? Although the fighting power of these 'jackal' monsters is weak, the opponent is still good.
He is also a semi-saint, and once he wakes up, the consequences will be disastrous."
The words are full of threats!
There are lessons learned from the ‘Golden Slips’.
It also had to be vaccinated in advance. Its breath was getting colder, and the meaning in its eyes was very simple. If something happens again, I will crush you to death.
"..."
Damn it!
What is a basket? It’s my fault. Isn’t that thing a treasure?
The Sky Mouse was not happy. With Ye Xiu here, it was not afraid of this smelly mosquito. It rolled its eyes and put its two little paws on its waist, saying "squeak", "squeak", "squeak" like a shrew scolding the street.
The rebuttal was not weak.
Quite the essence of a quarrel.
"What did it say?" Ye Xiu couldn't help but laugh.
Taikoo Ferocious Mosquito thought about it for a while, but did not hide it. Instead, he translated it exactly, saying: "It said that this token is not dangerous. It is a special treasure forged by 'Xian Qin'. It has many wonderful uses. After refining,
, as long as you are not bewitched by the 'jackal' soul..."
Listen to its translation.
Ye Xiu nodded, his eyes brightened, and he had no doubts about the words of the 'Celestial Rat'. After all, killing himself would not do any good to it, right? He fed it, housed it, and didn't act as a lessor to exploit it.
Its hard-earned money, there is no interest entanglement between the two.
Just when he took a deep breath and prepared to refine the Black Ice Token.
Suddenly, there was a sound of gentle footsteps outside the [Book Hall]. The movement was not too big, and they were gradually approaching here. Obviously, it should be Kunai, Lei Zhenzi and the others, or those big monsters and ancient beasts.
, after searching outside the city to no avail, they decided to go inside the imperial city.
However, in such an unknown place, they did not dare to rush in carelessly, so they did not rush in immediately.
After hearing the noise outside, Ye Xiu did not dare to hesitate any longer. He took the Black Ice Token, and the "Immortal God Art" quietly started to operate, and the powerful soul power instantly enveloped the token.
Suddenly, the dark token gained a bit of its original luster.
Perhaps when 'Yinghuang' asked people to forge these tokens, he didn't arrange anything too complicated.
As a result, as soon as his soul power touched the token, he felt a sense of blood connection, and the remnant soul of the 'jackal' demon imprisoned in it also showed signs of waking up.
It feels like there are more and more people approaching the [Book Palace], and there are at least a dozen auras of those above the Golden Immortal.
Through the heavy wooden door, he couldn't tell the identity of the other party.
Although the remnant soul was about to wake up, he had no time to think too much at the moment. As more and more soul power poured in, the word 'Qin' on the token became more and more eye-catching. He only heard a crisp sound of 'bang'.
The side branded with Black Ice Platform actually had a few more words added out of thin air - Black Ice Guard, Ye Xiu!
"It's done?" The Ancient Fierce Mosquito breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the Celestial Rat's neck.
The latter started shouting again.
It seems to be denouncing the sins of smelly mosquitoes.
Ye Xiu, however, had no time to care.
When he saw the word 'Token' on the token, he was dumbfounded and shocked. This thing could actually identify himself? Are you kidding me? I'm afraid its master Ying Huang might not have known this before today.
There must be a person named 'Ye Xiu' in the world.
A magical casting method?
Or, this thing can sense his own thoughts. During the refining, some thoughts were captured by him, so he could imprint his name on it. Or, the unfathomable Emperor Ying, in the [Book Palace]
】 After it was completed, he had already anticipated today's scene. So, was this black ice order left to him intentionally?
Very possible!
Otherwise, there is no way to explain it.
Why would he leave such an important thing in the [Book Hall], which was laid out hundreds of years ago?
Mudd, the methods of these big guys.
How terrifying!
Ye Xiu spat, feeling extremely shocked, but even more inexplicably wary and sad. In front of these big guys who could know the endless past and thousands of years later, what secrets could there be?
If ‘Huang Ying’ could forget what happened today and deliberately left the Black Ice Order for himself, what about the saints outside?
How many pairs of eyes are staring at me?
Although there is no basis for this kind of thing.
But I can't help but think about it.
Just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end and shudder.