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Yang Di nodded and said: "Although this kind of method is very rare and requires extremely high strength, these monsters may really have this kind of method, and don't forget, this is a group of dead spirits that have existed since ancient times. , Their ability to control the soul is definitely far better than that of ordinary monks!"

"Is there really no other way?" Xuelin was disappointed for a while. From Gu Liang's point of view, after making such a decision, someone still couldn't bear their suffering.

Yang Di squeezed out a smile and comforted: "You should believe me!"

In this kind of place, maybe even sound transmission is not safe, so there are some things that Yang Di dare not say too clearly.

But Xuelin and the others could feel his confident eyes. Susu might not understand why, but Xuelin and the others believed it a little, because every time someone showed such a look, there must be a way.

"Then be careful yourself, if you are killed, we will bury you with you!" Xuelin said with red eyes.

Yang Di shook his head and smiled: "In that case, you should leave alive, and come back to avenge me when you become stronger!"

The atmosphere in the room was a bit sad, but in another place on the ship, it was full of gloomy air. A group of undead headed by the beautiful female corpse Mengzhen was guarding a huge crystal ball.

In that crystal ball, there are clear light and shadows, and all the details in the residence of Yang Di and the six people are reflected in it.

Although Yang Di and the others were communicating in the language of this era, they still failed to hide the truth from the female corpse Mengzhen, who was also learning the language of this era these days.

This point, I am afraid that all the monks who were coerced into boarding the ship never thought of it.

"Jie Jie! Sure enough, you still gave in, and you still want to seek revenge from us, you really don't know how to live or die!" Hearing that Yang Di and the others had compromised, Qingmeng, the green-faced corpse, smiled triumphantly, and sneered at Yang Di's words of revenge .

The beautiful female corpse glanced at it, and said coldly: "Don't be complacent, after we're done, it's our turn to be subject to that little thief!"

"Why?" Qingmeng, the ghost corpse, was puzzled.

"Do you think you are still alive? For a dead person, it is difficult to condense a soul imprint once. Do you want to have a second time?" The beautiful female corpse said coldly.

Qing Meng and the other group of undead suddenly realized that, in this way, after the inheritance was handed over to the young man, they would no longer be able to look for new candidates.

At that time, if that kid loses his temper and wants to fight them to the death, they will inevitably throw their hands at him.

"Then why not kill him now, and transfer the soul of that person with good aptitude to another living person who is willing to obey?" Qing Meng said indifferently, advocating to give up that kid and re-select someone.

The beautiful female corpse shook her head, and said: "There is a certain risk in doing this, and among the living people captured, no one is more suitable to inherit the inheritance of the three of you than that little thief. It's better not to make extra troubles."

Before Yang Di could show up, the group of undead had already come to the door. Under the control of the one-faced beautiful female corpse, the undead such as Qing Meng, the ghost corpse, did not laugh at Yang Di, but the banter in their eyes was hard to come by. cover up.

Yang Di responded calmly, and he said seriously: "I hope you don't try to abuse me and my friends, otherwise we can only show our ambitions with death!"

"No!" The one-faced beautiful female corpse smiled indifferently: "Not only will you not be abused, but you can also guarantee that you will have a certain status on this ship in the future, and you can directly tell me any reasonable requests."

Yang Di was surprised, he guessed right, the other party just wanted to use him, not humiliation or oppression, after he accepted the conditions, the other party's attitude eased a lot immediately.

Of course, Yang Di really doesn't care about the so-called "status". Your sister, a big living person, is willing to stay in a place where ghosts gather, and Yang Di will not be happy even if he is the leader here.

To the surprise of a group of undead, Yang Di readily handed over the soul imprint on the spot after successful negotiation.

The one-faced beautiful female corpse received that luminous miraculous seal, and her enchanting and pretty face was a little surprised. This little thief seemed to be a different person in the blink of an eye.

However, after careful inspection, she determined that this was the imprint of the other party's soul. They were all undead, and they were the most sensitive to this kind of thing, so they couldn't make a mistake.

Moreover, this little thief is so straightforward, I am afraid that he is worried about being taken forcibly by them. In that case, the memory in this person's sea of ​​consciousness and all the secrets on his body will be completely exposed. From this point of view, this little thief is quite shrewd of.

The one-faced beautiful female corpse hesitated for a while, but in the end she did not force her to investigate Yang Di's sea of ​​consciousness, because as she said in the secret room before, after the alchemy inheritance is handed over to the other party, it will be their turn to be controlled by this little thief up.

From the perspective of human sophistication, if you want to cooperate for a long time in the future, you still have to give this guy some human rights, otherwise the latter will take risks in anger, and it will not be good to see each other.

"You really have some talents in this area, and you can condense into a soul imprint in such a short time." Mansha, the female zombie, smiled lightly, a little amazed at the strength of Yang Di's innate soul power.

This kind of thing has little to do with cultivation. Only when the soul power is strong enough can a mark that can be separated from the body be imprinted in a short period of time.

Yang Di put aside his unhappiness about this matter, and said with a serious smile: "How about you compared to Zombie Sister?"

"Compared to me?" The female zombie Mansha was startled, then raised the corners of her mouth, and said a little proudly: "Then you are too far behind, my lady's innate soul power can move objects through the air when she is a child, and when she arrives When you were this age, pure soul power was enough to kill people, and now you are far worse than when I was a child!"

Yang Di's face was dark, and he was hit hard, and he was a bit self-defeating.

He had known for a long time that this female zombie had extraordinary talent in refining medicine, but he did not expect her to be so enchanting.

It is true that even the current Yang Di cannot teleport objects over a long distance with pure soul power. As for killing people with pure soul power, that is even more impossible.

Although he has the foundation to become a pharmacist, he is not considered a genius pharmacist, and these necromancers in front of him are geniuses from ancient times, so they are naturally far apart.

"You don't have to be discouraged, brat. When this woman was alive, she should have possessed the enchanting talent of a superhuman soul. This kind of soul aptitude was extremely rare even in ancient times." A qi furnace comforted through voice transmission in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yang Di's eyelids trembled, and he was secretly envious. As his attainments in alchemy improved, he realized more and more the key role of soul power in alchemy.

Thinking secretly, Yang Di probed in a low voice: "Sister Mansha must have practiced soul cultivation before she was alive, right?"

That's right, Yang Di is very optimistic. Now that the matter has come to an end, he began to think about the bright side. Since the status quo cannot be changed for the time being, he might as well take the opportunity to get as much benefit as possible from it. Anyway, the other party is just using himself, so why not use the other party .

If you can get the soul practice here, and you can escape safely in the future, this catastrophe will be considered sweet in the air.

But it's a pity that Yang Di's wish is very good, but the reality is not so perfect.

After Yang Di mentioned the soul cultivation method, the three undead alchemists all stared at him suspiciously. How did this kid know the existence of the soul cultivation method.

Even in ancient times, not many monks knew about that kind of mysterious method.

Yang Di secretly thought that something was wrong, and he revealed his impatience just now, but Yang Di was quite clever, he hurriedly smiled and justified himself and said: "If Sister Mansha can teach me how to practice the soul, I will definitely repay you when I prove the way with the soul in the future, maybe It can reverse yin and yang for you, and bring you back from the dead!"

Hearing these words, not only the group of undead were stunned, but even Xuelin and the others almost burst out laughing.

This guy pretends too much, what "proving the way with the soul", how can there be such a thing in the field of cultivation, he is so nonsense, obviously trying to cover up the mistake just now...

Sure enough, after hearing Yang Di's silly and naive words, the one-faced female corpse and the undead present all looked like country bumpkins.

The female zombie Mansha couldn't help teasing: "There is no way in the world to prove the Tao with the soul. Cultivating the soul can indeed improve the strength, but to prove the Tao, you still need the perfect physical body and soul, and go out of detachment!"

"Mansha, why are you talking about this with the little thief, let alone an ant like him, even the peak powerhouses of this era, I am afraid that they only have a half-knowledge of the Dao, just like a group of frogs at the bottom of the well!" Yin Corpse Lime couldn't help it He snorted coldly, his dark blood-red eyes were full of disdain for Yang Di's words just now, and at the same time, he also demoted the monks of this era to nothing.

Yang Di pretended to be angry and ignored the monster, but he felt relieved.

Obviously, after his nonsense, the mistake just now has been rounded up. In the eyes of a group of powerful undead in the past, he only knows a little bit, and what he knows is simply a fairy tale he heard from nowhere. .

The female zombie Mansha glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Soul cultivation methods are hard to find in the world. In our time, there were not many alchemists, but there were only a few soul cultivation methods in the world, all of which were controlled by top universities." In the hands of the ancient country, if I hadn't participated in this war that day and chose to go to the Shenhuang Sect to worship the Immortal Medicine Sage as a teacher, I might be able to get the inheritance of soul cultivation."

When the female zombie recalled these things, the faces of the ghost corpse Qingmeng and the big head ghost Shitou looked a little unnatural.

The three of them belonged to the same era, and they knew each other in the past. For a long time, there was still a conflict of spirits, and they often competed with each other, and they were not convinced by each other.

But later, Mansha, the youngest of the three, was favored by the medicine saint of the Shenhuang Sect, and was allowed to become a disciple.

The Shenhuang Sect was a giant in the cultivation world of that era, and it could rival the ancient kingdoms, and the Xianyi Medicine Sage was a well-known existence in that era, and even the ancient emperor had to be polite to him.

In contrast, the two of them fell into a disadvantage on this point, and they had been brooding about it in the past, until all three of them were buried in this war, and they gradually let go of their obsession.

Endless years have passed, and now that the old matter is brought up again, it is inevitable that the two necromancers will have some grudges.