Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"The so-called mantra is to use special rituals to pray for the supreme existence in the dark. Different rituals will naturally correspond to different existences. They are generally divided into 'blessing', 'summoning' and so on."

"Different inheritances have different incantations."

"They are divided into different levels according to their power, effect, and difficulty."

"In our Ten Thousand Curses Sect, the highest collection is twelve fourth-level spells, one hundred and sixty-five third-level spells, one thousand five hundred and sixty-two second-level spells, and forty-seven thousand nine hundred and thirty-eight. level one……"

Wang Hao was sitting in the secret inheritance room of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect, listening to the master of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect talking endlessly about the inheritance of spells.

He also held a book in his hand, which listed the various spells collected in the Ten Thousand Curses Sect and their corresponding effects.

While listening, his consciousness scanned the scroll.

But when he heard this, he suddenly thought of something and interrupted:

"I wonder if Sect Master Wang has any unqualified spells here?"

"No product?"

Wang Haitong, who was beaming with joy, was startled, then his eyes widened and he exclaimed:

"I never thought that Master Wang also knew about spells, and actually knew about the 'Gradeless Curse'. Most people don't understand this thing."

Seeing the right expression of exclamation on the other person's face, Wang Hao was speechless.

I have to say that this head of Wang family is really good at flattering.

It made him feel quite comfortable.

However, this did not affect him from continuing to ask:

"So, your family also has such a spell?"

Wang Haitong nodded quickly and explained at the same time:

"This gradeless spell does not really have no grade. It is just that this kind of spell can be cast regardless of the cultivation level, and the power often increases with the improvement of the caster's cultivation level. Therefore, it is called 'gradeless spell'. 'Accordingly, there are dozens of such spells in my Ten Thousand Curses Sect."

Wang Ba became interested and asked curiously: "Where is this gradeless magic?"

Wang Haitong was also unambiguous. He stood up quickly and rummaged through the secret room filled with all kinds of jade slips. He soon came over with dozens of jade slips and placed them on the table in front of Wang Hao. On the case, line them up one by one.

Each jade slip is engraved with a corresponding title.

Wang Hao swept his peripheral vision, and the names of these unqualified spells fell into his eyes one by one.

"God-Calling Mantra", "Ningxin Mantra"...

"This invocation spell can summon the will of a land and control the changes in the mountains, rivers and earth here."

Wang Haitong saw Wang Ba's eyes falling on it and explained quickly.

Wang Hao nodded slightly and moved his eyes slightly.

Wang Haitong explained quickly and seemingly casually:

"This "Ningxin Curse" allows people to be more calm when encountering the invasion of external evil..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Hao's heart suddenly moved and he said:

"Can this spell also alleviate inner demons?"

Wang Haitong's expression froze, then he shook his head slightly and sighed sincerely:

"Zhenren Wang is worthy of being born in the sect. He is well-informed and can see the wonderful effect of this curse at a glance... To be honest with Zhenren Wang, this curse does have the effect of alleviating inner demons. After practicing it, it can reduce the number of demons by about 20%. More than anything else, Nascent Soul has appeared in every generation of our Ten Thousand Curses Sect, and the contribution of this curse is indispensable."

"More than 20%?"

Wang Ba nodded calmly, but was surprised in his heart.

Techniques that can alleviate inner demons are all good things!

But he said calmly:

"It's interesting. Is Master Wang willing to give up his love and keep this curse in our sect forever? It can be regarded as filling up our sect's scripture library, but it's not in vain. I can still use the Nascent Soul cultivation resources that Master Wang asked for before. Provide another one to Master Wang."

"Of course, if Master Wang doesn't want to, that's okay. Wang is just acting on a whim."

The conditions he had negotiated with Wang Haitong before were that he could simply borrow the book and practice it himself, but he could not teach it to others.

"permanent?!"

Hearing Wang Ba's words, Wang Haitong's heart suddenly beat.

If it were at the expense of the entire Ten Thousand Curses Sect inheritance, he would naturally not be able to agree.

But the "Ningxin Mantra" is just one of many mantras. Although its efficacy is not low, it is said that the Wanxiang Sect has passed down countless traditions, and there may be many that are stronger than this mantra.

Take a not-so-unique spell and exchange it for a truly rare Nascent Soul cultivation resource...

"Zhenren Wang is grand!"

"I have been practicing for eight hundred years, and I have never seen anyone as generous and heroic as the real person!"

Wang Haitong gave a thumbs up and expressed admiration.

"No matter what, Master Wang is truly generous."

Wang Hao laughed and said.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both feeling that they had made a huge profit.

Then directly from the secret realm of the picture scroll, a copy of the Nascent Soul cultivation resources left by Da Qi to future generations was taken out.

These resources may be so rare in the eyes of monks from small countries that even flower spirit stones cannot be purchased.

But in Wang Yan's opinion, the quality is slightly worse.

Many do not even meet the entry criteria for the Wanxiang Treasure House.

If converted into merit, I'm afraid it would be worth more than 20,000 to 30,000 points.

However, if this incantation is contributed to the sect, the value of this incantation that ignores rank may be inestimable.

However, Wang Haitong did not take the storage magic weapon immediately, but said seriously:

"Master Wang, let me tell you in advance that it may not be easy to cast the "Ningxin Curse"."

"Not easy?"

Wang Ba was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "This gradeless spell can even be cast in the Qi Refining stage, so how difficult can it be?"

Wang Haitong shook his head: "Generally speaking, this is indeed the case, but for some spells, it is just the opposite... Why don't you try it first."

When Wang Ba heard this, although he was confused, he immediately picked up the jade slip of the "Ningxin Curse".

His spiritual consciousness swept over him, and in just a moment, he had memorized the "Ningxin Curse" in his mind.

However, when he was about to cast it according to the method recorded in the "Ningxin Curse", he suddenly discovered that the originally clear "Ningxin Curse" seemed to be distorted in his mind, and he had no idea how to cast it.

"this……"

Wang Hao raised his head in surprise and looked at Wang Haitong.

Wang Haitong did not dare to hide it and said quickly:

"This is the difficulty I'm talking about below. We call this thing 'curse confusion', and some people call it 'obstacle of knowledge and vision'. The more you know about the way of practice, the more you will be trapped by past knowledge and knowledge. On the contrary, it becomes more and more difficult to understand this spell."

"If you want to practice it, you have to recite this mantra every day for decades or even hundreds of years, and then you can slowly master it."

"There is such a strange spell."

Wang Hao looked surprised.

Immediately, Unbelief and Evil Land scanned it with his spiritual consciousness again.

But the ending is no different.

"Haha, Master Wang, this curse is profound and profound. It is normal for this situation to happen. Especially for a person as knowledgeable as Master Wang, it is even more difficult to learn the "Ningxin Curse"..."

Wang Haitong said with a smile.

Although he must be respectful in front of Wang Ba, he felt relieved when he saw that the monks of Shangzong were defeated.

What about the Shangzong monks?

If you want to learn the spells of my Ten Thousand Curses Sect, you still have to start from scratch.

However, soon, Wang Haitong couldn't help showing a look of astonishment on his face:

"This this……"

Then Wang Hao suddenly put down the jade slip in his hand, then closed his eyes, raised his hand, and made a twisted but smooth handprint with both hands.

Under Wang Haitong's surprised gaze, his hands slowly and steadily changed their handprints.

And a clear halo of light slowly lit up between his eyebrows.

This halo seems to be non-existent, looking calm and peaceful.

But it also looks very familiar!

"Ningxin Curse?!"

"He, he's done it?!"

Wang Haitong looked at Wang Ba in disbelief.

Compared with other spells, the Ningxin Curse itself is not complicated, and it does not require special spells or sacrifices.

Just make the corresponding handprints and you're done.

But it seems simple, but in fact, even Qi Refining monks have to practice for a period of time before they can reluctantly use it.

The results are often not as good as expected, and it takes a long time of practice and perseverance to truly master it.

What's even more troublesome about this spell is that if you don't persist in chanting it, the "Ningxin Mantra" you originally mastered may be forgotten again after the monk has a deeper understanding of practice.

So it needs to be recited from time to time.

But Wang Haitong couldn't figure out why Master Wang of the Sect mastered the "Ningxin Curse" so easily, and he seemed to be quite accomplished.

"It shouldn't be!"

Wang Haitong was puzzled, and in the end he could only look at Wang Hao with complicated eyes.

"Is this the ability of the disciples of the great sect? I, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect, have verified it countless times, but they are still not as good as the casual attempts of the disciples of the great sect?"

At this time, Wang Hao also slowly opened his eyes and released his hands.

In his eyes, there is still a tranquility like a deep spring.

Then he nodded slightly:

"good."

good……

Is it just okay?

Wang Haitong couldn't help but reveal a helpless smile on his face when he heard Wang Yan's evaluation.

There was still a trace of pride in my heart, but it was gone now.

"What I just said still stands."

Wang Hao recovered from the state of the 'Ningxin Curse' and smiled at Wang Hai.

Wang Haitong also recovered from his shock, nodded with emotion, and raised his hand in salute:

"Thank you Master Wang."

There were less polite compliments on his face, but more seriousness and respect.

Wang Hao put away the jade slip casually, and then continued to look at others.

The Devil's Heart Curse, the Master's Empty Hand Curse, the Yin-Yang Harmony Curse... the Hundred-Life Soul-blaspheming Curse, the Rigid Body Curse...

"Wait, the Hundred-Life Soul-Desecrating Curse?"

Wang Ba was startled, and then looked at the 'Yin Yang Harmony Curse' without any trace, with a curious expression on his face:

"This is……"

Wang Haitong showed a smile that even male cultivators would understand:

"Haha, this spell can combine the two qi of yin and yang, making the yin and yang have the desire to create and reproduce. There is also a high probability that the monk will give birth to an heir..."

Wang Hao smiled and nodded, picked up the jade slip, scanned it with his consciousness and put it down, then looked to the side curiously:

"Then this hundred-life soul-desecrating curse..."

Wang Haitong glanced at it and explained nonchalantly:

"Oh, this spell is quite useless. It is a method of protection. It attracts unpredictable existences to come and protect the soul, but it can only protect the soul. The key is that the price is too high. A hundred of them are a level higher than my own. It’s really too extravagant to be able to call out that mysterious existence only if you have a lot of life.”

Wang Hao was stunned.

One hundred beings with a higher realm than your own?

Isn't it the same as your own realm?

Wang Ba felt a little surprised and doubtful for a moment.

He thought for a while and still said doubtfully: "I once heard from friends in the Wei State that there is a spell similar to the "Hundred Lives Soul-Desecrating Curse", but it requires a hundred creatures that are in the same realm as myself. …”

"Um?"

Wang Haitong was slightly startled at first, and then his face showed surprise:

"Wei Guo?"

"One hundred creatures that are in the same realm as myself?"

"Did they really succeed in improving it?"

Wang Ba's heart moved:

"them?"

Wang Haitong hesitated, and then said:

"Family scandals shouldn't be spread to the public, but Master Wang is different... Hundreds of years ago, our Ten Thousand Curses Sect had a split. Some seniors felt that there was no distinction between good and evil in the way of cursing. It is natural to verify the spells. This idea is naturally inconsistent with our Ten Thousand Curses Sect and goes against the purpose of the Great Jin Dynasty."

"So they chose to go far away from Chu. We later learned that they had established a foothold in Wei..."

Wang Haitong shook his head slightly:

"If it is according to what Master Wang said, it must be their handiwork. The "Hundred-Life Soul-blaspheming Curse" is also one of the directions they have carefully researched... By lowering the threshold for casting spells, it seems that they have made some progress, but This spell is still useless."

Wang Bao nodded with approval after hearing this.

For a normal monk, consuming a hundred creatures of the same level as himself just to obtain the protection of the soul is not as reliable as buying a talisman, magic weapon, or spiritual object that protects the soul.

At least these are things that can be achieved with hard work.

Thinking of this, he seemed to be curious and picked up the jade slip of the "Hundred Lives and Soul-Desecrating Curse" and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness.

But after just one glance, he was shocked.

"The existence attracted by the Hundred-Life Soul-Desecrating Curse can actually resist higher levels?"

“It turns out that as the threshold drops, so does the effect.”

"And if I use the original version of the Hundred-Life Soul-blaspheming Curse of the Ten Thousand Curses Sect to cast a spell and sacrifice hundreds of fourth-level creatures, I can attract the protection of fourth-level souls..."

Without any hesitation, Wang Yan made a decision immediately.

study!

Must learn!

Even if he could count the fourth-level spiritual beasts on one hand, he still had to find a way to learn this spell.

His spiritual consciousness quickly recorded the entire contents of the jade slip.

He found that the original version of the Hundred-Life Soul-Desecrating Curse was indeed much more complicated and profound than the one he had obtained before.

But it doesn't matter.

Later, he followed Wang Haitong to learn about other spells.

"Then I won't disturb Master Wang. Elder Fan from our sect is guarding the outside. If Master Wang needs anything, just give him whatever you want."

Wang Hao nodded lightly.

Seeing that Wang Ba had no intention of speaking, Wang Haitong quickly left the secret room of inheritance.

An old man with a lion's nose and a wide mouth stood outside the door. He saw Wang Ba through the crack of the door and quickly bowed and smiled:

"Master Wang."

Wang Hao nodded casually, flicked his sleeves, and closed the door to the secret room.

During the whole process, the old man kept smiling and was respectful and humble to the extreme.

…

"Why hasn't he come out yet?"

The monk surnamed Gao looked impatient.

Ji Lan was also worried about gains and losses, but there was no expression on his face. He just said calmly:

"Junior Brother Gao, be patient. Since he told us not to leave after finishing our work, he will definitely come to see us."

"But there's nothing we can do!"

The monk surnamed Gao couldn't help but said.

Hearing what the other party said, Ji Lan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He wanted to have an attack, but when he thought about how much the other party had sacrificed over the years, he didn't know what to say.

He could only exhale another long breath and said earnestly:

"Junior Brother Gao, I have said before that if we can establish a relationship with this person and the Wanzhou Sect attaches great importance to this person, we may be able to solve our problems. You should be able to understand this key point, right?"

When the monk surnamed Gao heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face: "Sect Master, I know, but..."

"I remembered! I remembered!"

"I remembered hearing his name somewhere!"

The old man on the side suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Um?"

Ji Lan and the monk surnamed Gao looked at each other in surprise when they saw the old man being so excited.

Then Ji Lan asked in confusion: "Junior Brother Hui, what's your name? What are you talking about?"

"Yes, senior brother, whose name is it?"

The monk surnamed Gao also looked puzzled.

"Wang Ba! Wang Ba!"

The old man still shouted excitedly.

Ji Lan quickly looked around with vigilance, and then shouted in a low voice:

"Junior Brother Hui, lower your voice!"

"Yes, yes! I'm confused!"

The old man also reacted belatedly and quickly lowered his voice.

The monk surnamed Gao said doubtfully:

"Senior Brother Hui, is there anything wrong with this name?"

Ji Lan also looked at the old man doubtfully.

The old man's mood had calmed down slightly at this moment, he shook his head and said:

"Of course there's no problem with the name, but I've heard this name before, and that's the problem!"

"Have you heard of it? Where have you heard of it?"

Both of them were a little confused.

Facing the puzzled looks of the two people, the old man looked at Ji Lan:

"Sect Master, I wonder if you still remember Dong Qiyu?"

"Dong Qiyu?"

Ji Lan was startled.

This name is like a whip suddenly hitting the already dusty memory.

The whipping made dust fly and made him hurt.

The monk surnamed Gao could not help but frown and look at the old man: "Brother, why did you suddenly mention him? You don't know that the sect master..."

Ji Lan gently raised his hand to stop the monk surnamed Gao from continuing, and looked at the old man:

"He is the disciple I originally planned to accept. How could I not remember it? But what is the relationship between him and Wang Ba?"

But the old man shook his head and said: "It's very relevant! When Dong Qiyu helped us gather the spiritual chickens, he mentioned it more than once. There was an outer disciple of our sect who raised many spiritual chickens after being captured by the Tianmen Sect... He It was from this person that we obtained a large number of spiritual chickens, and we used this to extract a large amount of spiritual chicken blood and cultivate third-level spiritual chickens."

Ji Lan was instantly shocked: "You, you mean..."

"That's right, this outer disciple is also called Wang and Ba!"

The old man stared at Ji Lan and spoke word by word.

"How is this possible? How is this possible?!"

Ji Lan couldn't help but murmur to himself.

The monk surnamed Gao was also surprised, but then he looked questioning and said:

"Senior brother, are you too far-fetched? Just a name can connect people to us."

The old man said calmly:

"Of course we can't be sure based on the name alone, but he also knows about Elder Qin and Ye Lingyu. Tell me, how could he know if he wasn't from our sect?"

The monk surnamed Gao couldn't help being stunned when he was asked this question.

But then he frowned:

"But... how long has it been? We have no impression of him as an outer sect disciple. His cultivation was definitely not top-notch at the beginning, but within a few decades, it has become a golden elixir? And even the Ten Thousand Curs Sect is so polite to him... Senior brother, I still think it’s impossible, Sect Master, what do you think?”

Ji Lan was in a state of shock at the moment. After hearing what monk surnamed Gao said, she still tried hard to calm down her mood.

He said in a deep voice:

"Junior Brother Hui, if there is no conclusive evidence, please don't make random guesses, let alone talk nonsense!"

The old man surnamed Hui looked slightly condensed and nodded:

"Yes, Sect Master, don't worry, I know what's appropriate."

Ji Lan also quickly figured out the clues and warned:

"Regardless of whether he is that Wang Ba or not, he is the one who speaks with weight now. Since he is keeping us, let's just go with it and don't say anything else. If he is really that Wang Ba, it was us at the beginning. We are sorry for leaving him behind..."

The monk surnamed Gao couldn't help but said: "Sect master, senior brother, if he is really a disciple of our sect, and he deliberately kept us here before, maybe he is preparing to help us tide over this difficulty!"

"Maybe."

Ji Lan sighed and looked at the big banyan tree in the distance.

…

"When Master Wang is free in the future, please remember to come to Wanzhou Gate more often. Our Wanzhou Gate is the other courtyard of Zhenren Wang. You can come at any time!"

Wang Haitong's face was once again filled with a passionate smile.

There was a trace of reluctance in the smile.

It looks like the two have a strong friendship.

Wang Yan just smiled and nodded:

"Please don't worry about the matter of asking Sect Master Wang just now."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, it's just a small amount of rent. Once you open your mouth, there will be no problem!"

Wang Haitong said happily.

Wang Hao nodded slightly and then stepped into the carriage.

Lou Yi said politely:

"Master Wang, please stay."

After saying that, he shook the reins lightly.

The carriage quickly flew in the direction it came from.

Seeing the carriage leaving, Wang Haitong and the elders still stood there and watched them go away.

Wang Haitong's eyes showed a hint of sincere reluctance.

Where can I find a big boss who spends such a generous amount from now on?

He really wished that Master Wang could live in the Ten Thousand Curses Sect from now on.

And at the same time.

As soon as the carriage flew out of the sect-protecting formation of Ten Thousand Curses Gate, it stopped quietly.

Three figures were standing outside the formation and waiting. When they saw the carriage, they quickly flew over.

The car curtain is raised.

Wang Ba looked at the three people in front of him and smiled:

"I've kept you three waiting for a long time."

"No, we have just finished our work."

Ji Lan said quickly.

But at this moment, I felt an inexplicable awkwardness in my heart.

It was okay not to know the identity of the other party before, but now that he knows that the other party is probably the former disciple of Dongsheng Sect, he, the sect leader, just feels on pins and needles at this moment.

The monk surnamed Gao and the old man surnamed Hui also had similar feelings.

Incredibly complex.

Wang Hao didn't know what was going on in the hearts of the three of them, and he had no intention of going around in circles. He went straight to the point:

"I want to know whether Qin Heng has completely taken over Ye Lingyu?"

"ah?"

Ji Lan, the three of them were all shocked.

They thought about various reasons why Wang Hao left them here, but they didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to ask about this.

But upon hearing this question, the expressions of the three of them were full of entanglement and complexity.

After a slight hesitation, Ji Lan asked Wang Yan a question:

"I dare to ask Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, what is his relationship with Ye Lingyu of our sect..."

"Be bold!"

Before Wang Ba could speak, an angry scolding suddenly came from the carriage!

Then there was an astonishing breath coming straight from the carriage!

Ji Lan's pupils shrank instantly!

"Nascent Soul!?"

As soon as his mind moved, he subconsciously disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he grabbed the monk surnamed Gao and the old man surnamed Hui and appeared a little far away from the carriage.

Staring at the carriage with fear and vigilance, it was like looking at a wild beast.

In the car window, Wang Yan tilted his head slightly:

"Protector Li, it's okay."

A respectful voice immediately sounded from the carriage:

"yes."

Ji Lan's heart was completely turned upside down at this moment!

Nascent Soul!

This Wang Ba was only in the early stage of Jindan cultivation, but he could actually make the majestic Nascent Soul Master obey orders!

What is his identity?

Is Junior Brother Hui's guess really possible?

Originally, he had some expectations for Junior Brother Hui's guess, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he felt a little shaken.

At this time, Wang Yan also turned around and looked at Ji Lan calmly:

"Zongzhu Ji, you haven't replied to me yet."

Obviously the aura on the other party's body is not very strong.

But at this moment, Ji Lan felt a deep sense of oppression inexplicably, and he didn't even dare to move easily.

Is it the Nascent Soul that is intimidating him?

Hesitating slightly, he gritted his teeth and said:

"The seizure of the body was successful... but it was not considered a success."

"Um?"

Wang Hao frowned slightly.

Success, but not success?

"What's the meaning?"

Ji Lan looked at the other party, with countless thoughts surging in his heart at this moment, but suddenly he had a very crazy idea.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Zhenren Wang wants to know the situation, why not go to Dongsheng Sect and take a look?"

As soon as this statement came out.

The monk surnamed Gao and the old man surnamed Hui behind him were both shocked.

Why is the sect leader different from what he said before?

"Move to Dongsheng Sect?"

Wang Hao narrowed his eyes: "Sect Leader Ji is so sure that I will go?"

The words had already been spoken, Ji Lan could only make up his mind to walk all the way to the dark, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm not sure. I just feel that the situation of Elder Qin Heng and Ye Lingyu is really unclear. I can only ask you to go there and find out at a glance."

Seeing the other party's thoughtful expression, Ji Lan couldn't help but feel nervous.

This idea is very crazy, but if it succeeds, it may also be of great benefit to the sect!

The key is whether the other party will come.

Under his nervous gaze, Wang Yan pondered for a moment and then nodded:

"Lead the way!"

Done!

Ji Lan felt happy and then felt relieved.

Without any hesitation, he immediately took out the flying boat and flew up.

Immediately, it quickly flew towards the southeast.

The curtain fell and the carriage followed immediately.

…

After about one and a half sticks of incense.

The flying boat and carriage stopped one after another above a huge cedar tree with a slightly richer aura than the surroundings.

Although this cedar tree is far less big than the big banyan tree where the Ten Thousand Curses Gate is located, it is still like a small city.

The carriage curtain gently opened, and Wang Hao walked out.

Divine consciousness swept around.

But I saw that most of the monks here were of low cultivation, only at the Qi refining level.

There are only a few who build the foundation.

Compared with the Dongsheng Sect of Chen State, it has declined a lot.

Wang Ba glanced at him without any emotion in his heart, and there was no emotion on his face.

Seeing Wang Ba's expression, Ji Lan felt a little disappointed.

"Isn't there anyone he knows here?"

"As an outer sect disciple, seeing the sect in such decline now, he can't arouse any sympathy and mercy from him?"

"But if he is truly a heartless person, why would he care about Ye Lingyu?"

"Or is it that Junior Brother Hui guessed it wrong? Is this a person with the same name? A coincidence?"

For a moment, Ji Lan was in a state of confusion.

But Wang Ba looked directly at him: "I'm already here, where is she?"

Ji Lan's heart condensed, and he quickly turned sideways and raised his hand:

"Master Wang, please come this way."

Immediately he took the initiative to fly towards a cave in the tree crown.

Wang Ba followed and flew over, and Li Yingfu quickly followed.

Ji Lan flew to the front of the cave and quickly sealed the seal.

Wang Ba couldn't help but feel doubtful in his heart.

"Why does it look like it's locked up?"

And soon, the restrictions outside the cave were opened.

Ji Lan raised his hand as an invitation.

"Master Wang, she is here."

Then he walked in first.

Li Yingfu scanned the surroundings with his consciousness and took the initiative to step in.

Only then did Wang Hao follow.

But when Wang Hao saw the figure in the cave, he was stunned for a moment.

There is only one transparent crystal coffin in the cave.

Inside the coffin, a fair-skinned girl in purple clothes, who looked like she was beating the frost against the snow, lay quietly.

There was silence.

Faintly, Wang Hao seemed to have returned to the morning of that day.

Then he saw the disgraced and embarrassed girl in purple robes who came out of his private room that smelled like chicken shit.

I can vaguely hear the other party’s innocent and self-blaming voice:

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"Elder Qin's soul was consumed for decades, and eventually Ye Lingyu's soul was extinguished, and Elder Qin also died of exhaustion because he failed to seize the body in time..."

On the side, Ji Lan said in a deep voice.

Wang Hao was slightly silent.

Then he closed his eyes and whispered:

"Protector Li...let her body rest in peace."

Li Yingfu nodded, then stepped forward to put away the crystal coffin.

However, at the moment when he was about to put the magic weapon into storage, he was suddenly startled and his face became frozen.

Then he suddenly looked up at Wang Hao:

"Right Protector, this body seems to have a new soul!" (End of Chapter)