Nine Realms Sword Master

"You kid, it's really lucky." Qianlong Great Emperor's bean-sized eyes scanned the white night up and down, and he almost made a tusk in his big mouth: "Not bad, it's actually four. Zun Er turned into a heavenly soul!"

"I promise you will never have my talent when you were my age."

"Who said that? Don't think that your four mutant heavenly souls are very powerful. Compared with this great emperor, they are still too far behind! This great emperor is a genius without one in a million, otherwise he would not achieve the emperor realm!" Qian Emperor Long immediately refused to accept, and said with a snort.

"Well, well, you are the best, let's explain to me first what is the Heavenly Soul Link!" Bai Ye said with a light smile.

The Great Emperor Qianlong glanced at him and said: "The Heavenly Soul Link is the fusion and connection of multiple Heavenly Souls born by one person and bridges."

"Fusion? The four heavenly souls merge into one?"

"That's not the case, but although the shape is not the same, it is like one." Emperor Qianlong laughed and said: "Heaven Soul Bridge is not actually a method, but a unique soul cultivation spell created by the Emperor himself."

"You created it?"

"Yes, this is the only one, no other places to learn." The Great Emperor Qianlong raised his head and said proudly: "You should feel lucky. You awakened the four heavenly souls and met the greatest emperor of the Nine Souls Continent. Realm strong, you are destined to be no ordinary in this life!"

"How can you brag so much?"

"Bag? It's your ignorance, brat, you will know if the great emperor is bragging!"

The Great Emperor Qianlong hummed: "You first stabilize your mind, and temporarily seal the four heavenly souls, so that no soul power can be overflowed."

Although Bai Ye would believe and doubt, but knew Qianlong would not harm him, so he did what he said, stabilized his mind, and closed his heavenly soul.

"Dissipate the soul power from the body."

Bai Ye did so, and a large amount of pure soul power immediately overflowed from the pores on his body, but the heavenly soul did not continue to supply. After these soul powers dissipated, Bai Ye's body had no soul power, just like an ordinary person without soul cultivation.

"Empty the heavenly souls, put them as initials, find common ground, try to merge these coexistences, and achieve the purpose of linking the heavenly souls..."

Bai Ye's expression became serious, and she followed suit step by step.

After the celestial souls are emptied, it is indeed easy to find commonalities, but the four celestial souls have completely different characteristics and each has its own advantages. Even if they find commonalities, they are also extremely common, and most of the celestial souls have them.

"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.

"You try to do 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 continue to do it, keep doing it, using the method of stimulating the first heavenly soul to mobilize the second day soul, then use the second day soul to mobilize the third day soul, and the third day soul to use The fourth day soul, the fourth day soul uses the first day soul! Understand?"

Bai Ye nodded, although he didn't know the intention, he still followed patiently.

Obviously, the heavenly soul link could not be completed overnight. One person and one beast entered the small town tavern, but Bai Ye did not drink, and continued to urge, 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 search for the pattern, while Emperor Qianlong continued to pour fine wine and drank a refreshing drink.

This sitting is three days of effort.

Three days later, the brain flashed, and Bai Ye seemed to have captured something and fell into a 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 nine heavens and the flesh. Through this thread, the soul master mastered the power of the heavenly soul and got a glimpse of the mystery and mystery of the nine heavens. Divine Will, but this so-called thread is far less simple than the soul person imagined.

What Qianlong taught was to constantly find the laws of it by finding out all the heavenly souls.

Nine Heavens?

Suddenly, Bai Ye's body was shocked, and his spirit suddenly wandered in the nine heavens.

Yes, it is the soul power. Even though the method for each celestial soul to generate soul power is different, and the soul qi attribute of each celestial soul is different, the soul power of all celestial souls comes from the nine layers of heaven. This is a commonality. , A common feature.

"A chopstick is easy to break, but a chopstick is unbreakable."

Emperor Qianlong, who was drinking and hiccuping, said casually.

When Bai Ye heard the sound, it seemed that something was being opened in his heart.

After seven more days of this comprehension, even though the tavern was closed, Bai Ye never left. The souls who often come to drink in the tavern pointed and talked.

"Who do you think this guy is? He's been sitting here for seven days, as if he was dead, motionless."

"What's the ugly monster next to it? It really can be drunk. I see at least a hundred jars of cinnamon stuffed into my stomach a day, just like a wine barrel!"

"The tavern owner can earn a lot of money. I don't know how much the best soul stone is for the seven days of wine."

Until the eighth day, Bai Ye's body overflowed with a faint halo, and a ray of golden light soared into the sky, shaking the tavern people's soul.

Break through?

This halo is surprisingly Martial Soul Realm!

"Almost there?"

The great Emperor Qianlong who was drinking in the dark said with a smile.

"Ok."

Bai Ye nodded and opened his eyes, the aura and light in his pupils continued to agitate.

"What are your plans next?"

"Go to Feihuang Pavilion, some of my senior sisters and brothers are there, how about you?"

"Continue to practice."

"That's good." Bai Ye waved: "Boss, pay the bill."

"Hey, guest officer, there are a total of 172 Supreme Soul Stones."

"More than a hundred top quality soul stones?" Bai Ye's mouth twitched and turned to stare at Qianlong.

"Boy, I have taught you so much, can't it be too much for me to have a drink?"

"Not too much!"

The corner of Bai Ye's mouth raised slightly, and he took out a ring.

When Emperor Qianlong saw it, his eyes were straight.

That was Lang Tianya's storage ring. As the overlord of the sect domain and the master of Tianxia Peak, his ring was a golden mountain.

Bai Ye took out two hundred soul stones at random, and then got up to leave, Qianlong Great Emperor saw this and immediately posted it, hehe he laughed.

"Although Lang Tianya is indistinguishable from the ant in the eyes of the great emperor, he is not allowed to have any good things in his ring. Show him the great thing."

"What can be good about ants? As the emperor, are you so spineless?" Bai Ye's eyes stared.

"What does it mean to be spineless? I just look at it." Qianlong Great Emperor hummed.

Bai Yexin smiled, shook his head, took out a pile of materials from the ring, and threw it away.

"take it."

"Oh? So refreshing?"

"I left some materials to make the organs, the others are useless, you can use them, it can be regarded as compensation for the loss you saved me in the formation."

"Oh, you guys still have a conscience."

Qianlong said, putting it away happily.

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Feihuang Pavilion.

With birds and flowers, surrounded by green trees, this colorful world is like a fairyland on earth.

Every disciple of Feihuang Pavilion is dressed in bright clothes, and has been nourished by the sound of nature for a long time, and his appearance is constantly rising. There are handsome men and beautiful women in the door.

And on the southeast side of Feihuang Pavilion, in front of a waterfall, several disciples in glamorous clothes were sitting in front of a waterfall that looked like a silver dragon, playing and drinking tea. All of them had extraordinary temperaments, like immortals.

A wave of fairy sounds floated to the four directions, attracting fluttering spiritual butterflies, and the scene was beautiful.

A handsome man with white clothes, red sleeves and fluttering hair stood on a boulder, facing the waterfall, blowing a jasper flute. The sound of the flute sounded like orchids in the empty valley, and everyone who heard it was intoxicated.

After a song was finished, the surrounding disciples were still intoxicated, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

"This song has a profound artistic conception of flowing water outside the immortals, with profound meaning and endless aftertaste, wonderful! Amazing!"

"Senior Brother Lian's music level is getting higher and higher!"

The surrounding Feihuang Pavilion disciples immediately praised.

"Senior brothers and sisters are absurdly praised. Compared with the brothers and sisters of the same discipline, it is still a lot worse."

Lian Canghuang put away the flute and smiled. Even though he said so, the pride and pride in his eyes remained undiminished.

"Senior brother is too modest! In your rhythm, there is both a profound soul state that is difficult to analyze, but also a spirit in it. Just listening to it will make people escape into the mood, and it is difficult to extricate themselves."

"Sisters and younger brothers, don't make fun of me."

Lian Canghuang smiled slightly, his eyes getting more and more proud.

"Who?"

At this moment, a female disciple suddenly shouted, and everyone looked towards the intersection.

But saw a group of strange figures cautiously walk out from behind the big tree by the roadside.

"Oh?"

The female disciple glanced at the people, and snorted coldly: "Who am I, so it's you? Didn't I tell you? Just stay in the room arranged for you, don't run around, if disturbed The senior brothers and sisters in the sect are cultivating, can you afford it?"

The faces of those people were a little ugly and speechless.

These are the disciples of the Longyuan School. With the help of Yinxueyue, they successfully entered Feihuang Pavilion and were protected by Feihuang Pavilion. Originally, everyone wanted to calm down and cultivate well, waiting for news from Tianxiafeng and Mo Family. Unexpectedly, the sounds of nature made by the Feihuang Pavilion disciples when they were cultivating continued to be heard everywhere. They couldn't control it at all, and were always attracted by these wonderful sounds.

"Sorry... the sound of the flute just now was so nice, we...we couldn't help it..." Yilongyuan school disciple whispered.

"You humble people also know qudao?"

Lian Canghuang smiled contemptuously.

"Humble people?" The disciples of the Long Yuan School changed their expressions.

"Isn't it?" Lian Canghuang raised his brows. Without waiting for him to speak, the Feihuangge disciple next to him began to speak: "Your Longyuan Sect has been destroyed by Tianxia Peak, and the sect elder is not there. The Longyuan Sect is dead in name. What is a humble person? If Junior Sister Yin and Master Jiuxin kindly take you in, how can you enter my holy land?"

"Without our Feihuang Pavilion, you would have died a long time ago!"

"We say you are humble people, you are!"

The disciples of Feihuang Pavilion yelled, all arrogantly.

The faces of the popular people turned pale, and all of them had red eyes.

"What? You want to do it?"

Lian Canghuang's eyes drenched, and a flower was held on the flute in his hand, and a mysterious aura swept from between the flute.

"Just because you want to work with Brother Lian? Do you know what his identity is? Not long ago, he was a genius who received the alternate order of the First Sect of the Vientiane Sect! If you go together, it is no match for Brother Lian!" A disciple hummed.

"You are so deceptive!"

Disciple Yilongyuan couldn't help it anymore, so he ran away and rushed over.

But the next second, a hand was pressed on his shoulder.

"Junior Brother Chen, don't be impulsive!"

A hoarse voice sounded.

People turned their heads and looked, Miao Yifang led the remaining Longyuan Sect disciples to...