Xianlu Spring and Autumn

"Fellow Daoist, what do you want to know? I can tell you everything, I just ask you to spare my life!"

In the dark mountainside, the soul of a short monk looked at Ye Bai's blue eyes, trembling and begging for mercy.

Ye Bai held the green light ball in his hand, thoughtful.

He suddenly shot back and killed the three of them forcefully, not on a whim, but because he had some doubts in his heart and wanted to find the answer.

"I heard that the defense line of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains is guarded by old monks from the Snow Land Buddha Kingdom and experts from other sects. How did you get here?"

Ye Bai has always been a little puzzled about this question. According to reason, the hunting behavior of Yuanshen hunters will only anger the tribes of the soul clan and intensify the conflict with the human race. Such a situation should not be what the old monks of the Snowy Buddha Kingdom want. See why these guys keep sneaking around hunting year after year.

When the short monk heard the words, hesitation immediately appeared in the two empty eyes of the primordial body.

Ye Bai frowned slightly, and said coldly: "It goes without saying, fellow daoist, I'll just search for the soul directly, and I think the effect will be better."

After finishing speaking, it is necessary to probe into the consciousness.

"Fellow Daoist, forgive me, I say, I say."

The short monk was anxious and quickly agreed.

"The group of old monks at Baixiang Temple set up a continuous formation on the top of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountain. Because the mountain is extremely high, and the top of the mountain is shrouded by the magnetic field of heaven and earth, as long as you pass from the top of the mountain, it will touch the formation. If we get caught in it, and the old monks who are patrolling nearby will come at the first time and stop the people who climbed the mountain, so we have to find another way."

Ye Bai nodded slightly and said, "Go on."

The short monk said: "Although the White Elephant Temple has arranged a lot of formations, they are all dense and sparse. There are several places where monsters are entrenched. They have no way to arrange formations. Unless all the monsters are wiped out Killed, but those monsters are quite powerful, and they have nothing to do."

Ye Bai wondered, "You didn't come from there. Since these monsters are so powerful, how could you allow them to excuse you?"

The short monk said: "Fellow Daoists don't know, those monsters are just like human beings. As long as they are given enough benefits, they will naturally be willing to let them go. Baixiang Temple should know about this, but unless they completely tear themselves apart from the monsters Shameless, otherwise you can only turn a blind eye."

Ye Bai nodded and said: "When you go back, do you also need to take the path of monsters? If you go back directly from the big wind, will those old monks stop you?"

The short monk said: "It's hard to say. If you meet a Buddhist monk with a gentle heart, you may be able to pass the test easily. If you meet a monk like the war monk 'Narjuna', you will die."

Ye Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, he had naturally heard the name of "War Monk" Nagarjuna, this person had already cultivated to the early stage of Golden Core when Ye Bai was still in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his cultivation base was profound, and his temper was as fierce as fire. , is the number one master among the younger generation of Baixiang Temple.He is also Li Dongyang's elder brother in Baixiang Temple.

"Is it possible to use the technique of walking on the ground. Walk through the belly of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountain?"

If possible, Ye Bai really didn't want to go through the big wind, the two old monsters of Wanyao Sea were most likely guarding there, and he didn't want to fight to the death with the people from Baixiang Temple to make a living, of course.It is not his style to pay a toll to the monsters in the snow mountain for nothing.

The short monk said: "It's very difficult. In the belly of the snow mountain, the structure is complicated. Many places are blocked by extremely hard and useless ore. If you use a spell to force it through, it will definitely alarm the people in the White Elephant Temple. It is extremely difficult to make a dirt passage. In addition, the cold and evil spirit accumulated for countless years under the snow-capped mountains is also a huge test for us monks. In order to save the Lingshi, they chose this path, but they never came out of the ground again."

Ye Bai's eyes tightened. He had also heard a little bit about the evil spirit of coldness. This kind of extremely evil spirit generated in a bitter cold environment is a great test for the physical will of human beings. Even if Ye Bai's physical will far exceeds Ordinary monks are not willing to try easily.

"Fellow Daoist, is it my race or the soul race?"

The short monk seemed to have noticed something.

Ye Bai glanced at him slightly, and said indifferently: "Which race I am, does it make any difference to you? Could it be that the human race can't kill people?"

The short monk was stunned, and didn't dare to probe Ye Bai's background.

Ye Bai didn't have anything else to ask, so he planned to put the other party in the storage bag.

The short monk panicked and said, "Fellow Daoist, I have told you everything I know. Please, Fellow Daoist, let me live."

Ye Bai said lightly: "When I pass the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains, if I'm in a good mood, I might give you a way out."

A short monk who wants to cry but has no tears.

After putting him away, Ye Bai thought for a while, and then took out Sang Wengan's soul. When this person was born, he was much tougher than a short monk. He just stared at Ye Bai coldly and said, "Your Excellency, you betrayed my soul clan!" , in collusion with the human race, sooner or later we will be severely punished by our people and die under torture."

Ye Bai was also lazy to talk nonsense with him, and directly searched for his soul. After a while, Ye Bai flicked an electric wire, erasing his sanity. God's body.

This person comes from a small soul tribe with a population of only 8000, which is slightly inferior to the Black Wind tribe, and there is not much useful information in his mind. A few primordial spirit spells are of average power, and Ye Bai is not very interested, but it makes him Ye Bai couldn't laugh or cry, but the business that this person invited him to participate in a few days ago turned out to be the Yuanshen hunter who encircled and suppressed the human race.

It is a coincidence in the world that there is nothing more than this.

After everything has happened, there is only one last conjecture left to be confirmed.

Ye Bai looked at the white ball of light in his hand, fell silent for a few breaths, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After the entrance of the white light ball, the old horse knew the way, and instinctively drilled into the sea of ​​consciousness. As soon as he entered, the purple bead immediately ran out with a sense of purple light.

Ye Bai's original soul and second soul, without his control, immediately sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and absorbed them. Although the speed was much faster than usual cultivation, it did not appear the sudden surge that Ye Bai imagined. .

Ye Bai was slightly taken aback. Could it be that only when the primordial spirit was swallowed for the first time would the primordial spirit surge?

After thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. If it is true that every time he swallows it, he can immediately skyrocket. In a few days, Ye Bai's primordial spirit power will probably catch up with those Nascent Soul monsters. It's a bit too bad.

The current situation is actually against the sky. The swallowed primordial spirit turns into the purest primordial spirit water mist for the deity and the second primordial spirit to absorb. With an endless supply of supplements, the speed of Yuanshen's development and growth will far exceed that of monks of the same generation.

Ye Bai didn't know how fast those evil cultivators devoured the soul clan with secret techniques, but he thought it would never be faster than the inexplicable magic weapon of Zizhu.

Ye Bai's heart was agitated, he dug out the storage bag of the tall dead monk, poked into his consciousness and took a look, good guy, this person is worthy of the title of soul hunter, there are more than 40 ghosts floating in the storage bag that wiped out his mind. The body of primordial spirit has different cultivation levels, but Ye Bai is overjoyed just by the quantity.

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Without hesitation, Ye Bai fished out one by one and swallowed them into his mouth. A look of madness and ferocity appeared in his eyes, and Liu Yu, who was looking at the storage ring, was slightly startled.

"Is Ye Xiaozi crazy? What's the use of swallowing the body of these soul clan souls? Does he have some secret method of melting souls? No, I must pick him up!"

In the colorful sea of ​​consciousness, the purple beads kept shooting purple divine light and melting the white light ball, and soon the white air filled the air, forming a thick fog, covering a large area of ​​the sea of ​​consciousness, one green and one white, two humanoid primordial spirits , Floating on the surface of the sea, absorbing it non-stop, Ye Bai's mind was dripping with joy.

After a while, the soul clan that the tall monk hunted was devoured by Ye Bai.

Ye Bai took out the storage bag of the short monk again, because this person was not completely dead, and there was still a brand of spiritual consciousness on the bag, so he couldn't open it directly, Ye Bai took out the soul of the short monk again, and said coldly: "Remove Your primordial spirit brand!"

The short monk complained incessantly, but when he saw Ye Bai's ferocity that was about to eat people, he didn't dare to refute, so he immediately shot a burst of primordial power to remove his brand.

Ye Bai didn't put him away either, and directly took out the Soul Race primordial spirit he had hunted and devoured it face to face.

The short monk is inexplicably horrified! (To be continued..)