Spiritualism, a high-grade Taoist art, comes from the immortal method "The Return of the Soul".
When the complete soul returns, it can summon souls, condense three souls, gather seven souls, and resurrect the dead.
This is a very rare immortal method, and it is extremely difficult to practice.
In Xiao Changfeng's memory, there are only three or five people who can return their souls and cultivate completely.
The most famous among them is the King of Hell who is in charge of the underworld.
certainly.
Xiao Changfeng will not pass on the complete Soul Return to Xue Feixian.
Spiritualism is just one of them.
You can only summon souls, and there are many restrictions.
But it is still possible for Xue Feixian and Luo Hongyi’s soul to meet.
It is not difficult for Xiao Changfeng to teach this technique.
But in other people's ears, it was extremely shocking.
"Changfeng, what did you just say? Spiritualism? How is this possible!"
Lin Ruoyu was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Xiao Changfeng in disbelief.
"Yes, Master Xiao, the soul is invisible and elusive. I have never heard of being able to summon the soul of the dead. Is this... is this true?"
Zhao Sanqing's voice was trembling. He couldn't believe it, but he was also looking forward to it.
He hoped that what Xiao Changfeng said was true.
Because he watched Xue Feixian sink into decadence with his own eyes, if he could untie Xue Feixian's heart knot.
I'm afraid that the invincible sword emperor, who is full of energy and can fly to the sky with his sword, may come back again.
Although Lu Wenjie was surprised, he was not as horrified as Lin Ruoyu and Zhao Sanqing.
He practices the Hell Bodhi Sutra, which contains magic and supernatural powers related to ghosts.
Therefore, he had no doubts about the spiritualism that Xiao Changfeng said.
"What!"
Xue Feixian stood up with a shocking snap, and the thick rocks were shattered into pieces by his breath.
But Xue Feixian didn't pay attention at all, and just looked at Xiao Changfeng in shock.
Summon spirits?
I'm afraid even a saint can't do this method.
Besides, he had never heard of such martial arts.
Rationally speaking, he would not believe it.
But from a perceptual point of view, he wished that what Xiao Changfeng said was true.
Goodbye Luo Hongyi.
This was something he had always dreamed of, longed for but couldn't get.
If we can really let him see Luo Hongyi again.
He is willing to pay any price.
"You don't have to worry about the authenticity of this technique. As long as you promise me to help me find my mother, I will teach you the spiritualism. After you master it, you can summon the dead souls in red clothes."
Xiao Changfeng put his hands behind his back, stared into Xue Feixian's eyes, and said slowly.
Xue Feixian closed his eyes, his face turned green and white.
It was obviously a fierce psychological struggle.
It's not that he doesn't believe Xiao Changfeng.
No matter what news I learned from Zhao Sanqing.
Or the Qinglong Mountain in front of us, which is comparable to a holy land.
All of them prove that the Xiao Changfeng in front of him is completely different from the Ninth Prince in his impression.
It was just a feeling of timidity that made him hesitate.
There is also a kind of dreamlike excitement that is difficult to calm down.
"Master Xiao, as long as you allow me to see Hong Yi, I will accept any conditions!"
After a moment, Xue Feixian opened his eyes fiercely and said decisively.
"good!"
Xiao Changfeng smiled slightly, then pointed his sword-like fingers at the center of Xue Feixian's eyebrows.
Immediately, his spiritual consciousness took over and he taught him the techniques of spiritualism.
"This technique is difficult to practice and has many restrictions. Every time you use it, it will consume ten years of your life. Moreover, the soul you summon cannot be spoken or touched by your hands. You can only look at it from the yin and yang."
Xiao Changfeng opened his mouth and explained slowly.
Although spiritualism is a high-grade Taoist art, it has little power.
It is necessary to cooperate with the return of the complete soul to resurrect the dead.
Moreover, practicing this technique is also very complicated and troublesome.
Even with Xue Feixian's strength, he wouldn't be able to master it within three to five years.
"Of course, if you can become a saint during your lifetime and practice this technique to the state of transformation, you can always be summoned to your body. Although the yin and yang are separated, you can always be by your side."
A man has gold at his knees, especially a man like Xue Feixian.
It is already difficult to get him to bow down, let alone to get him to kneel sincerely.
I'm afraid even Emperor Wu doesn't have such qualifications.
But at this time, for the one I love most, for a glimmer of hope.
He knelt down in front of Xiao Changfeng.
With such a temperament, even though he is kneeling, he stands straighter than anyone else.
This scene shocked Zhao Sanqing and others.
Xue Feixian knelt down?
This...how is this possible?
Especially Zhao Sanqing.
He knows his junior brother better than anyone else.
He even dares to break into the holy land, and even dares to kill the saint.
I used to not worship heaven or earth, but only knelt down to my parents and master.
Even if there are thousands of enemies around, you can still defeat them with one sword.
But today, he actually knelt down.
This scene gave Zhao Sanqing a kind of soul shock.
"Hall Master Zhao, please take Palace Master Xue to heal his injuries. He has just recovered from a serious illness, so we should let him drink less."
Xiao Changfeng nodded and spoke to Zhao Sanqing.
At this time, Xue Feixian was recovering from a serious illness and was so emotionally excited.
The most important thing for him right now is to recover first.
Otherwise it's all empty talk.
"good."
Zhao Sanqing nodded slightly, then took Xue Feixian to another attic, and Lu Wenjie followed to help.
Xiao Changfeng still admires Xue Feixian very much.
This is a swordsman with a true temperament and the demeanor of a gentleman.
People are like swords, and the sword follows the mood.
Although trapped in hatred, he is still open-minded and courageous.
Xiao Changfeng taught him spiritualism, firstly for the poignant love between him and Luo Hongyi.
Secondly, I also admire him as a person.
Of course, asking him to find information about his mother was also one of the reasons.
After all, Xue Feixian is powerful, famous and holds a high position.
With such a helper, why not?
"Changfeng, I have something I want to tell you!"
Suddenly Lin Ruoyu's voice sounded.
Xiao Changfeng turned his head and saw Lin Ruoyu's beautiful eyes shining with crystal light.
In his eyes, there were three parts hesitation, three parts worry, three parts nervousness and one part determination.
Seeing Lin Ruoyu looking like this, how could Xiao Changfeng not guess what she was thinking.
Suddenly he smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and touched Lin Ruoyu's fair face.
"I guess you are worried about the holy land behind you, right?"
Xue Feixian's story gave Lin Ruoyu some moves and some vigilance.
Because their stories are so similar to Xue Feixian.
Behind Lin Ruoyu, there is also a holy place with profound heritage.
She was worried that the story of Xue Feixian and Luo Hongyi would happen again to them.
Seeing Lin Ruoyu nodded slightly.
Xiao Changfeng grabbed Lin Ruoyu's little hand, with a look of confidence on his face.
"You are not Luo Hongyi, and I am not Palace Master Xue. Ruoyu, no matter how huge the Holy Land behind you is, it cannot stop me. If you want it, I will get it for you even in this world."