I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

"Soul-changing technique?" Xie Zhiqiu was a little confused about what kind of technique this was.

Mu Xi explained:

“You can think of the soul-exchanging technique as a soul-raising technique that exchanges one life for another.

Exchanging Wei Ming's spiritual power for Xiang Qianyan is actually exchanging Wei Ming's life for Xiang Qianyan."

Xie Zhiqiu's brows changed several times.

I didn't expect that the Jiao Temple would use such a sinister method.

On second thought, Wei Ming had it all his own fault.

He also owed Xiang Qianyan the soul he had exchanged with her.

Then I thought that Xiang Qianyan was not a good person either.

Xie Zhiqiu inexplicably felt that this method wasn't so insidious after all.

When Mu Xi saw Xie Zhiqiu's expression, she knew what she was thinking.

"I know what you are thinking. I was also quite surprised when I first heard about this method.

However, the Jiao Temple generally does not use this soul-changing technique easily."

Although the technique was insidious, Xie Zhiqiu still wanted to learn it.

Who knows if it will be used someday?

Following Mu Xi's words, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"The Soul Exchange Technique requires a relatively high level of cultivation from the person whose soul is being extracted, and also requires a high level of cultivation from the person performing the technique."

Hearing the high requirements, Xie Zhiqiu became even more curious:

"How high can it be? It's a piece of cake in front of me."

Hearing Xie Zhiqiu bragging, Mu Xi couldn't help but roll his eyes at her.

Xie Zhiqiu was unhappy and raised his chin and said:

"What? Don't you trust your junior sister's skills?"

Mu Xi smiled but said nothing.

Before Xie Zhiqiu starts talking nonsense, let me continue:

“The cultivation level of the person whose spirit is being extracted must be one level higher than that of the person receiving it. If it can be two levels higher, the effect will be better.

The caster’s cultivation level must be at least…”

Xie Zhiqiu waited eagerly for Mu Xi to say the next words.

Mu Xi suddenly stopped talking and began to drink water and eat spiritual fruit leisurely.

Xie Zhiqiu couldn't wait any longer and urged:

"What is the lowest level of cultivation? Tell me quickly."

Mu Xi held his head in annoyance:

"I'm injured, so I can't remember for a while."

After saying that, he disdained the spiritual fruit in his hand, saying, “It tastes really bad.”

Xie Zhiqiu finally understood and took out a bunch of spiritual fruits, filling the table in front of him.

"After eating these, can you remember them?"

Mu Xi immediately put down his hands that were covering his head, picked up the new spiritual fruit on the table, and started eating it.

"Ka... um... Junior Sister's spiritual fruit is much better than before."

"Can you tell me?"

Xie Zhiqiu put her hands on the table, as if she would take everything back immediately if Mu Xi didn't say anything.

Having gained the benefit, Mu Xi naturally stopped saying anything else.

"Nascent Soul Stage."

Xie Zhiqiu said happily: "Then I can do it."

"Write down the spell for me quickly."

Xie Zhiqiu took out a blank scroll and handed it to Mu Xi.

Mu Xi did not take it and asked seriously:

"Xie Zhiqiu, let me ask you a question, do you know what path your senior brother is practicing?"

Xie Zhiqiu touched his nose.

In the face of Mu Xi's chopping eyes, he asked:

"Brother, do you have enough needles? I'll make you a batch of the kind with deadly poison."

Mu Xi smiled and said:

"Okay, but answer my question first."

Xie Zhiqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, you are extremely talented. You are proficient in acupuncture, swordsmanship, physical training, and wind training. You are truly a role model for our generation."

Mu Xi snorted coldly.

He uses wind to enter the Dao, needles as blades, strengthens his body and practices Qingxiao Jue, but... he is not proficient in formation techniques! !

He asked with a fake smile:

"So do you think I can change my spiritual skills?"

Xie Zhiqiu swallowed his saliva and his mind moved.

He casually added a protective array, took out a spiritual crystal, and said with a firm look in his eyes:

"Brother, although you don't know how to do it, I believe you can get it."

Mu Xi thought about the spirit crystal and stretched out his hand.

Without blinking, he replied:

"Of course, of course. If Junior Sister asks for something, Senior Brother will naturally do his best to help her."

Seeing that the spirit crystal was about to be obtained, Xie Zhiqiu moved his hand and replaced the spirit crystal with a scroll.

Mu Xi's smile froze on her face.

He stood up, picked up the scroll and walked outside, "Wait for me."

When he reached the door, Mu Xi suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to Xie Zhiqiu:

"I want those spiritual fruits too."

After saying this, he ran away, fearing that Xie Zhiqiu would go back on his word.

Xie Zhiqiu picked up a spiritual fruit and took a bite, then said to himself facing the empty table:

"You are the best at eating and taking."

After eating two fruits, Xie Zhiqiu picked up the ingredients that Cheng Mo brought over and looked at them.

As long as the problem of He Huo is solved, the people who are monitoring me should be able to be withdrawn.

When Mu Xi came back with the scroll, he opened the door and found that there were only a few spiritual fruits on the table.

The trash can on the side was filled with fruit cores, and many of them were overflowing.

His face fell for a moment, but when he thought that he would get the spirit crystal soon, his mood improved.

Xie Zhiqiu sat in front of his desk, with a lot of papers scattered around.

Mu Xi walked forward and picked up one of them. There were circles and drawings on it, just like a ghost drawing.

"What are you drawing?"

"Memory Sealing Technique."

"Memory Sealing Technique? What is that?" This time it was Mu Xi's turn to be confused.

"A high-level memory-sealing technique that can prevent others from snooping into the memory."

Mu Xi understood it all at once, but he didn't understand it at the same time.

"It's not you..."

Xie Zhiqiu glanced over and Mu Xi swallowed the rest of the words.

With a bang, the study door closed.

Xie Zhiqiu met Mu Xi's eyes and said seriously:

"I'm doing this for you. I helped you find a way to prevent you from searching He Huo's memory."

Mu Xi immediately followed up: "Junior brother, you have worked hard."

Xie Zhiqiu nodded, "It should be."

Reached out his hand to Mu Xi.

Mu Xi also stretched out his other hand.

The two paid the money and delivered the goods.

Xie Zhiqiu opened the scroll, glanced at it quickly, and said:

"This technique is good, but there is a problem."

Mu Xi absorbed the spiritual energy of the spirit crystal obsessively, raised his head and said:

"Is it okay? I haven't heard of any problems with this technique."

Xie Zhiqiu smiled and said, “Just because there has never been a problem doesn’t mean there won’t be a problem.

There is nothing wrong with the technique, but what if there is something wrong with the recipient?"

Mu Xi couldn't understand it even more. He had seen the process of the spell and said:

"The recipient is under control, and there is someone controlling him, so how could there be a problem?"

Xie Zhiqiu proposed several hypotheses of his own:

"What if the recipient loses control? What if someone breaks the spell from the outside?"

Mu Xi waved his hand and said:

"How is that possible? If the recipient is not controlled, how can he become the recipient?

Besides, who has the ability to disrupt the process of the spell?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xi looked at Xie Zhiqiu suddenly.

Xie Zhiqiu explained first: "I can't do that kind of thing."

There was no way Mu Xi would believe what she said.

The last time we went to catch He Huo, we didn't say he would be injured so seriously.

As a result, he was bedridden for more than half a month.

Xie Zhiqiu raised the paper in his hand and said:

"I want to participate in the cracking of the memory-sealing technique. How can I go to Wei Ming's place?"

Mu Xi suddenly felt that what Xie Zhiqiu said made sense.

"By the way, has it been decided who will perform the spiritual arts? You don't really intend to let a Yuanying realm master the art, do you?"

"That's not the case. Liu Yi will preside over it himself."

"It's him."