"You kid, you are really lucky." Emperor Qianlong's bean-sized eyes scanned Bai Ye up and down, and he almost made a tut-tutting sound from his big mouth: "Not bad, not bad, it's actually four
Zun Er transforms into a heavenly soul!"
"I guarantee you would never have the talent I have when you were my age."
"Who said that? Don't think that your four mutated heavenly souls are very powerful. Compared with this great emperor, they are still far behind! This great emperor is a unique genius, otherwise he would not have achieved the imperial realm!" Qian
Emperor Long was immediately dissatisfied and said with a snort.
"Okay, okay, you are the most powerful, you should explain to me what the Heavenly Soul Link is first!" Bai Ye chuckled.
Emperor Qianlong glanced at him and said: "The Heavenly Soul Link is to merge and connect multiple Heavenly Souls born in one person to bridge the gap."
"Fusion? Four heavenly souls merge into one?"
"That's not true, but although the shapes are different, they seem to be one." Emperor Qianlong smiled and said: "The Heavenly Soul Bridging is actually not a method, but a unique soul-cultivating spell created by this emperor himself."
"Your original creation?"
"Yes, this is the only one. There is no other place to learn from." Emperor Qianlong raised his head and said proudly: "You should feel lucky. You have awakened four heavenly souls and met the greatest emperor in the Nine Soul Continent.
A powerful person, you are destined to be anything but ordinary in this life!"
"How can you brag so much?"
"Bragging? It's because you are ignorant, you brat. You will know later whether I am bragging or not!"
Emperor Qianlong hummed and said, "First stabilize your mind and temporarily seal the four heavenly souls so that no soul power can escape."
Although Bai Ye was doubtful, he knew Qianlong would not harm him, so he did as he said, stabilizing his mind and sealing his heavenly soul.
"Dissipate the soul power from your body."
Bai Ye did as he was told, and a large amount of pure soul power immediately overflowed from the pores on his body. However, the Heavenly Soul did not continue to supply it. After these soul powers dissipated, Bai Ye had no soul power left in his body, just like an ordinary person who had not cultivated his soul.
"Let go of the Heavenly Souls, return them to their original state, look for commonalities, and try to integrate these coexistences to achieve the purpose of the Heavenly Souls link..."
Bai Ye's expression became serious and he followed the instructions step by step.
After the Heavenly Soul is empty, it is indeed easy to find commonalities, but the four Heavenly Souls have completely different characteristics, each with its own advantages. Even if a commonality is found, it is an extremely common commonality, and most Heavenly Souls have it.
"How to connect?" Bai Ye asked.
"Try to activate the second Heavenly Soul in the same way as the first Heavenly Soul."
"The soul veins of each Heavenly Soul are different. If you do this, the second Heavenly Soul will not have soul power." Bai Ye shook his head.
"Just try it."
Seeing Qianlong's insistence, Bai Ye did not refute and acted accordingly.
But soon, he shook his head: "It's useless."
"If it's useless, then keep doing it, keep doing it, use the same method to activate the first heaven soul to activate the second day soul, and then use the second day soul to activate the third day soul, and the third day soul to activate
The fourth day soul, the fourth day soul urges the first day soul! Do you understand?"
Bai Ye nodded, although he didn't know the intention, but he still followed it patiently.
Obviously, the Heavenly Soul link cannot be completed overnight. One person and one beast entered the small town tavern, but Bai Ye did not drink. He continued to activate, but none of the four Heavenly Souls responded, and there was no trace of soul power surging in the soul veins.
Bai Ye closed his eyes tightly and continued to look for patterns, while Emperor Qianlong continued to drink wine and drank happily.
This sitting lasted three full days.
Three days later, an idea flashed through Bai Ye's mind. Bai Ye seemed to have captured something, and fell into deep exploration.
A heavenly soul is like a world. In the past, Bai Ye simply thought that the heavenly soul was just a thread that bridged the ninth heaven and the physical body. Through this thread, the soul master mastered the power of the heavenly soul and had a glimpse of the mystery and mystery of the ninth heaven.
God's will, but this so-called thread is far from being as simple as the Soul Master imagined.
What Qianlong teaches is to constantly find out the rules among all the soul veins of the heavenly soul.
Nine Heavens?
Suddenly, Bai Ye's whole body was shaken, and his spirit suddenly wandered to the ninth heaven.
Yes, it is soul power. Even if each heavenly soul generates soul power in a different way, and the soul energy attributes of each heavenly soul are different, the soul power of all heavenly souls comes from the ninth heaven. This is a commonality.
, a common feature.
"A chopstick is easy to break, but a pair of chopsticks is hard and unbreakable."
The Qianlong Emperor said casually as he kept burping after drinking.
When Bai Ye heard the sound, it seemed as if something was opened in his heart.
After this realization, another full seven days passed. Even when the tavern was closed, Bai Ye never left. The souls who often came to the tavern to drink pointed and talked about it.
"Who do you think this guy is? He's been sitting here for seven days, as if he's dead, motionless."
"What's that ugly guy next to me? It's really drinkable. I've seen at least a hundred jars of cinnamon brewed in it in one day. It's like a wine barrel!"
"The tavern owner has made a lot of money. I don't know how many top-quality soul stones the seven days of drinking cost."
Until the eighth day, Bai Ye's body overflowed with a faint halo, and a ray of golden light rose into the sky, shaking the tavern's souls.
Breakthrough?
This halo is clearly from the martial spirit realm!
"Is it almost done?"
The Qianlong Emperor, who was so drunk that he was drunk, chuckled.
"Um."
Bai Ye nodded and opened his eyes, the spiritual light in his pupils was constantly stirring.
"What are your plans next?"
"Go to Feihuang Pavilion. Some of my senior sisters and brothers are there. Where are you?"
"Just keep practicing."
"Okay." Bai Ye waved his hand: "Boss, pay the bill."
"Hey, sir, there are a total of one hundred and seventy-two top-quality soul stones."
"More than a hundred top-quality soul stones?" Bai Ye's mouth twitched and he turned to stare at Qianlong.
"Boy, I've taught you so much, why don't you treat me to a drink?"
“Not too much!”
Bai Ye raised the corner of his mouth slightly and took out a ring.
When Emperor Qianlong saw it, his eyes widened.
That is Lang Tianya's storage ring. As the overlord of the clan sects and the leader of Tianxia Peak, his ring is a golden mountain.
Bai Ye took out two hundred soul stones and stood up to leave. Seeing this, Emperor Qianlong immediately came over and laughed.
"Although that Lang Tianya is no different from an ant in the eyes of this emperor, there may be something good in his ring. Let me see it."
"What good can an ant's thing do? As the emperor, are you so spineless?" Bai Ye glared.
"What does it mean to be spineless? I'm just looking at it." Emperor Qianlong snorted.
Bai Ye smiled heartily, shook his head, took out a bunch of materials from the ring, and threw it away.
"take it."
"Oh? So refreshing?"
"I left some materials to make the mecha machine. The rest are useless. You can use them. It will be considered as compensation for the losses you caused when you used the formation to save me."
"Oh, I guess you still have some conscience."
Qianlong said, and put it away happily.
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Feihuang Pavilion.
With birds singing, flowers fragrant and green trees surrounding, this colorful world is like a fairyland on earth.
Every Feihuang Pavilion disciple is brightly dressed and has been nourished by the sounds of nature for a long time. Their appearance is constantly improving, and there are all handsome men and beauties in the sect.
On the southeast side of Feihuang Pavilion, in front of a waterfall, several well-dressed disciples were sitting in front of a waterfall that looked like a silver dragon, playing music and drinking tea. They all had extraordinary temperaments, like immortals.
Waves of fairy sounds floated in all directions, attracting dancing spiritual butterflies, and the scene was magnificent.
A handsome man in white clothes and red sleeves with long flowing hair stood on the big rock, facing the waterfall, playing a jasper flute. The sound of the flute was like orchids in the empty valley, and everyone who heard it was intoxicated.
After the song ended, the disciples around him were still intoxicated and could not come back to their senses for a long time.
"The artistic conception of this song is mysterious, the meaning of the song is profound, and the aftertaste is endless. Wonderful! Wonderful!"
"Senior Brother Lian's temperament is getting higher and higher!"
The surrounding Feihuang Pavilion disciples immediately praised him.
"Junior brothers and sisters, I'm so impressed. Compared with the brothers and sisters in the same sect, I'm still far behind."
Lian Canhuang put away his flute and smiled. Although he said this, the pride and pride in his eyes did not diminish at all.
"Senior brother, you are so humble! Your music contains a profound soul that is difficult to analyze, and there is also a spirit in it. Just listening to it makes people escape into the artistic conception and find it difficult to extricate themselves."
"Junior sisters and brothers, please don't make fun of me."
Lian Canghuang smiled slightly, his eyes growing more and more proud.
"who?"
At this moment, a female disciple suddenly shouted, and everyone looked towards the intersection.
But I saw a group of strange figures carefully walking out from behind the big tree on the roadside.
"oh?"
The female disciple glanced at the people coming and snorted coldly: "Who am I? It's you, didn't I tell you? Just stay in the room assigned to you. Don't run around. If you disturb me,
All the senior brothers and sisters in the sect are cultivating, can you bear the responsibility?"
Those people looked a little ugly and were speechless.
These were the disciples of the Longyuan Sect. With the help of Yin Xueyue, they successfully entered Feihuang Pavilion and were protected by Feihuang Pavilion. Originally, everyone wanted to calm down and practice hard, waiting for news from Tianxia Peak and the Mo family.
Unexpectedly, the heavenly sounds produced by the disciples of Feihuang Pavilion during their cultivation kept coming from everywhere. They couldn't control themselves at all and were always attracted by these beautiful sounds.
"Sorry... the flute sound just now was so nice, we... we just couldn't help it..." a disciple of the Yilongyuan Sect said in a low voice.
"You despicable people also know how to use twists and turns?"
Lian Canghuang smiled contemptuously.
"A despicable person?" The expressions of the disciples of the Long Yuan Sect changed one after another.
"Isn't it?" Lian Canghuang raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, the Feihuang Pavilion disciples next to him spoke up: "Your Longyuan Sect has been destroyed by Tianxia Peak. None of the sect elders are gone. Longyuan Sect has existed in name only. You are not
What kind of despicable people are you? If Junior Sister Yin and Lord Jiuxin had not kindly taken you in, how could you have entered my holy land?"
"Without our Feihuang Pavilion, you would have died long ago!"
"We said you are despicable people, and you are!"
The disciples of Feihuang Pavilion shouted, all of them arrogant.
Everyone's faces turned pale and their eyes were red.
"What? Do you want to do something?"
Lian Canghuang's eyes flashed, and he held a flower on the flute in his hand, and a mysterious momentum spread from the flute.
"Just because you want to fight against Senior Brother Lian? Do you know what Senior Brother Lian is? Not long ago, he was a genius who obtained the Alternate Order of the First Sect of Wanxiang Sect! Even if you come together, you can't beat a single finger of Senior Brother Lian!"
One disciple hummed.
"You are so deceptive!"
A disciple of Longyuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he ran away and rushed over.
But the next second, a hand pressed on his shoulder.
"Junior Brother Chen, don't be impulsive!"
A hoarse voice sounded.
People turned around and saw that Miao Yifang led the remaining disciples of the Long Yuan Sect and arrived...