Chapter 951 Phantom Rain Spirit

"My husband, although I can summon the secondary soul, I am a soul body after all, and I have no magic power. I am afraid that I will need your help during the soul summoning period." Luo Qingcheng said to Ye Chunyang while urging the spell.

"I have prepared the soul summoning flag for you, and now I will show you the magic array."

Ye Chunyang nodded, and shook his sleeves to reveal several dark brown flags.

With his fingertips, the magic power surged like a tidal wave, and hit the flags one by one.

This is the soul summoning magic array that Ye Chunyang had prepared when he came to Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty. He had the experience of summoning Yu Wanqing's soul in the Northern Wilderness Chaos Demon Realm, so it was natural for him to use this array. What's more, his current Taoist cultivation is no longer comparable to that of the past, and the power of summoning souls is thousands of times stronger. It is not difficult for him to protect Luo Qingcheng.

Everything is ready, and Luo Qingcheng is chanting spells at the same time.

A close soul connection came from Huanyu Ling's body, and the ghost sleeping in his body immediately felt it, conveying a joyful consciousness, and strands of soul breath flew out, gradually showing a vague soul form.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang immediately cooperated with the soul-calling flag. There were gusts of cold wind, and pure soul power was drawn from all around, quickly merging into Luo Qingcheng's main soul and secondary soul.

A strange scene appeared!

The secondary soul that was originally attached to Huanyu Ling's body rose up quickly, and then gradually condensed and shrank under the push of the soul power emitted by the soul-calling flag, turning into a thumb-sized light spot and shooting towards Luo Qingcheng.

Luo Qingcheng showed a happy expression, and pointed her slender fingers in the air, and mysterious runes appeared, dragging this light into the center of her eyebrows. Then Luo Qingcheng closed her eyes, pressed her hands, and chanted some ancient spells.

Ye Chunyang swept his consciousness and found that Luo Qingcheng's soul power had increased and her soul body had become more solid. This was obviously the result of taking back her secondary soul.

"Although Luo'er's soul-dividing secret technique does not have the magical power of my soul-refining technique, it can keep the soul from dispersing after the three souls and seven spirits have dispersed. It is quite something." Seeing that Luo Qingcheng's soul power had recovered, Ye Chunyang admired in his heart.

There are thousands of magical powers and ten thousand methods in the world, and each one has its own unique features. The various secret methods he practiced are certainly powerful, but the soul-dividing secret technique used by Luo Qingcheng is also unique.

At least there has never been any other secret technique in the world that can keep the three souls and seven spirits as she did after being scattered for hundreds of years.

"Now only one soul has been taken back from the three souls and seven spirits. If I want to condense the original spirit again, I still need to gather all the remaining souls and spirits." Luo Qingcheng felt the changes in herself and muttered to herself.

"Don't worry, Luo'er. Since I have come to Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty, I will naturally find other scattered sub-souls for you. But do you have any clues about other sub-souls now?" Ye Chunyang asked.

Taiyuan Immortal Dynasty is vast and endless. He can't just search blindly. He can only act if he has specific clues.

"This is exactly what Luo'er wants to tell her husband. When I dispersed my three souls and seven spirits, I left a spiritual record in each sub-soul. Every time I collect a sub-soul, the next sub-soul will be sensitive and show the whereabouts of the latter."

Luo Qingcheng spread out her hands, and a ray of light appeared in her illusory jade hands.

This light floated up and down, and after several changes, it suddenly condensed and turned into the image of a mountain range.

Ye Chunyang exclaimed in surprise. Although this mountain was a condensed phantom, it looked wild and majestic, and gave people a sense of majesty and vastness.

"After the soul is dispersed, the spirit memory of the soul-dividing secret technique will be hidden deep in each secondary soul. This is where the next secondary soul will appear, but I don't know where this place is." Luo Qingcheng stared at the virtual image of the mountain, and said softly after pondering for a while.

"From the virtual image of the mountain, this should be somewhere in Taiyuan Xian Dynasty. After all, you and I are not local cultivators, and we are not familiar with the terrain of Taiyuan Xian Dynasty. We need to find out how to find this place. However, I have been lurking in Mixian Tower for several months, and I have a general understanding of the area of ​​Nanjun. There is no place that meets the prediction of this secondary soul. Could it be in Taihuang?"

Ye Chunyang touched his chin, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"This girl is about to wake up."

Just as the two were thinking, Luo Qingcheng turned her head to look at Huan Yuling next to her, frowned slightly, and then her figure flashed, disappeared into the Yangling Wood and flew back to Ye Chunyang's sleeve.

Ye Chunyang naturally noticed that the girl next to him had signs of waking up, and immediately sat down and waited.

After a while, the girl's eyelids trembled, and her eyes slowly opened. She leaned against the tree trunk behind her and looked confused: "What is this place?"

"Are you awake?"

Ye Chunyang looked at the girl calmly. Without the presence of Luo Qingcheng's ghost, the girl's breath returned to normal. What surprised Ye Chunyang was that the other party looked only ten years old, but her cultivation had reached the late stage of magic power, and her spiritual root was special, which was actually an extremely rare dark spiritual root.

This spiritual root does not belong to the five elements, and it is also rare among the strange spiritual roots, but how can it have the talent to increase magic power at night? It is really a gifted talent. No wonder Huan Bai attaches so much importance to this girl, even the supreme elder of Lingfu Sect has the vision of accepting a disciple.

"Who is the senior? Why am I here?" Huan Yu Lingfu woke up and saw a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator beside him. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart and was terrified.

"My surname is Ye, and I have some friendship with your ancestor of the Huan family. You have been possessed by a ghost and have been sleeping for three hundred years. Before that, you were kidnapped by the Taoist Wu from the Ganxu Gate. I, Ye, was lucky enough to rescue you." Ye Chunyang said with a faint smile, without putting on any airs of a senior master.

Huan Yuling's eyes flickered, as if he was digesting the information brought by Ye Chunyang, and at the same time, he looked at him with a bit of suspicion.

But seeing that Ye Chunyang didn't seem to have any intention of harming her, Huan Yuling's guard in her heart relaxed a lot. What's more, with the other party's status and cultivation, she couldn't resist what he really wanted to do to her.

And after some inspections, she found that there was indeed no ghost in her body, and she immediately felt relieved. Yingying saluted and said: "It turns out that it was Senior Ye who saved this junior. I don't know what senior Ye wants. If this junior is within his ability, Than refuse.”

"You're a good-natured little girl. I like her very much." Seeing Huan Yuling's well-informed and sensible look, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but smile.

"Old man?"

Hearing this self-proclaimed voice, Huan Yuling was startled, and her black and white eyes looked at him with a strange look.

"What? What's wrong?" Ye Chunyang asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"No, it's nothing. It's just that the senior looks so young, and his appearance is really not consistent with the ancestors in the Nascent Soul stage. That's why Yu Ling took the liberty..." Huan Yuling looked like a frightened deer, twirling his fingers and speaking in a low tone. smell.

Ye Chunyang secretly felt funny and said: "Ye has been practicing for more than 500 years now. Judging from his age, he can be regarded as an old monster!"

"No, no, no, senior looks like he is only in his twenties and has a very delicate appearance. How can those old and ugly old monsters be able to deal with it? This is the first time Yu Ling has seen such a strange person like senior. "Huan Yuling was also amused by Ye Chunyang's words, couldn't help but smile, and then said seriously.

Ye Chunyang chuckled and waved his hand, not to be entangled with this woman on this issue.

After sizing her up a few times, he changed the subject and said, "Fellow Taoist Listening to Huan said that you have been praised by the Grand Elder of Lingfu Sect since you were a child, and he intends to accept you as his direct disciple?"

Huan Yuling was slightly startled. She didn’t know why Ye Chunyang asked this question, but she still didn’t dare to salute and replied: “Yes, because the little girl is born with dark spiritual roots, and my Huan Family also has some relationship with Lingfu Sect. Grand Elder It is true that I have praised this junior, but if he wants to accept me as his disciple, he must form an elixir within three hundred years, but now the time limit has passed..."

At the end of his words, Huan Yuling sighed secretly. It is said that the great elder of Lingfu Sect has a very high threshold for accepting disciples. After such an accident, I am afraid that I will never have the chance to join his disciples again, right?

"Three hundred years to form a pill? With your qualifications, it is not impossible if you are not possessed by a ghost." Ye Chunyang looked at the woman up and down, with a look of deep thought on his face.

Under his gaze, Huan Yuling's heart trembled slightly, as if the secrets in her heart were being seen through by these wise eyes, and the vigilance she had just put down couldn't help but rise again.

But just when she was on guard, she saw Ye Chunyang wave his sleeves and a jade bottle flew in front of her.

"Take this bottle of elixir. In addition to helping you quickly recover your vitality, it will also help to condense the golden elixir." Ye Chunyang flicked his fingers, and the jade bottle fell into Huan Yuling's hands. Then he stood up and turned his back to the woman, saying : "I have already sent a message to fellow Taoist Huan before. I believe he will arrive soon. Just wait here."

"Senior, are you leaving?"

Huan Yuling took the elixir and felt a unique mysterious cold air in it. She felt happy in her heart, but she couldn't help but be surprised when she heard what Ye Chunyang said next.

"That's right, I have something else to do, so let's just say goodbye! Maybe we'll meet again in the future." Ye Chunyang didn't say much, smiled slightly, turned around and left, and quickly disappeared from Huan Yuling's sight. .

Huan Yuling stared blankly in the direction he was leaving, with a look in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed quietly and sat down to wait quietly.

At the same time, the mid-air within a thousand miles nearby was extremely lively. From time to time, powerful spiritual consciousness swept across from everywhere, conducting a carpet-like search. The Wu Taoist seemed to be going crazy trying to find Ye Chunyang's figure.

As a result, no matter how many times he searched, there was still no trace of the other party in his perception. Instead, he felt that Huan Bai, Cave Master Bai, Madam Yu and others were getting closer, and his face couldn't help but darken.

Although Wu Taoist looked down on these early Nascent Soul monks, he had had a fierce battle with Ye Chunyang before. The opponent's magic weapons were endless, which cost him a lot of energy. Once Huan Bai and others joined forces, it would be a bit tricky. of.

"Hmph! Let's let that kid escape this time. When we go back and find out the details of this person, we will find him and cut him into pieces!"

Gritting his teeth and cursing secretly, the Wu Taoist finally fled to the distance with unwillingness.