Master Xiao thinks about those years

Yan Chen's mind was running fast, his eyes were fixed, calm and intense.

His natural understanding is far beyond that of ordinary people, he can see the details, he can detect the cause and effect changes in subtle things, and he can never forget.

That's why, in his previous life, he was selected as the one-in-a-million heir to the spirit spell, and became the respected and respected Qing Hui Daoist.He can understand the mysteries in the spirit spell, and can also deduce the cause and effect of things.

Now, the aura he captured coincides with the man-eating Kun, which indicates that the person who helped Yiru is the man-eating Kun.The man-eating kun is not a human being, how does it convey the message to Yiru?

Cannibal Kun, man...

cannibal……

Yan Chen was startled suddenly, a thought came to his mind, he said to Ah Qi through the white mist: "Can the souls of your half-monsters... be split?"

"Split?" Ah Qi suddenly became serious, and he paused: "There is such a saying, but this is a forbidden technique of the half-monster clan, only the mountain masters of the past knew it, and the soul split splits the body into two, It will only weaken the ability of the main body, and ordinary half-demons will not do such stupid things."

"That's right." Yan Chen whispered.

"What's right? Why are you asking this? No one will practice this kind of forbidden technique." Ah Qi was puzzled when Yan Chen learned about the forbidden technique of the half-monster race.

"No, someone."

"You mean... Lord Rakshasa Mountain?"

He didn't take the quarrel with Yan Chen to heart at all, and talked like a normal person.

But Yan Chen is different, he still has discord in his heart, and he doesn't want to talk to this shameless bastard at all.

So he ignored Fu Nian's words, and only said to Ah Qi: "When I was in contact with Yiru Shanzhu, I found that she had defects in intelligence and other aspects. Performed the soul splitting technique."

Seeing that Yan Chen only spoke to Ah Qi, Fu Nian realized that he deliberately left him outside.

Noticing this, he was taken aback for a moment, Yan Chen's wings were stiff? ? ?

While Ah Qi didn't know the inner battle between Fu Nian and Yan Chen, he replied thoughtfully: "If she really used the soul splitting technique... to split her body into two, then it would be much easier to deal with her. This soul splitting technique The technique can split the soul into a main body and a secondary body, the main body can suppress and command the secondary body, and the secondary body must obey the main body's orders and provide all assistance to the main body."

He paused, then continued: "The life of Lord Rakshasa is linked to the seal of resentment. In principle, to destroy her, the seal of resentment must be destroyed. After her soul is split, her main body is still connected to the seal of resentment, but her The secondary body can be destroyed artificially."

The two came back and forth, answering in an orderly manner.

Fu Nian felt like a cat's paw was scratching in his heart, he retaliated and pulled the hand with the hair tie towards him, trying to make Yan Chen untenable.

Unexpectedly, the hair tie was already loose, and it fell off completely with such a pull, so Yan Chen didn't put it on, but staggered a few steps, almost falling out of the underworld fire circle.

Sensing the fate of Fu Nian, Yan Chen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, but his words remained calm.

He continued to talk with Ah Qi: "The purple-clothed mountain master we saw just now is her main body, and her secondary body is stored in the giant beast that she raises, the cannibal Kun."

"With my ability, I might be able to kill her secondary body, but the problem is that there is a connection between the secondary bodies and they help each other."

"Then is there any way... to break this connection."

"Impossible, unless there is a pure spell."

Ah Qi refused resolutely, Yan Chen was stunned, and murmured: "You mean...the spell can be broken?"

"Yes, but none of us know this kind of spell, so it's impossible."

Going around and going around, I never thought about it, but actually went around the spell.

Yan Chen had a pain in his forehead, hesitated for a while, finally coughed unnaturally, and lowered his voice: "Maybe... I can try."

"You? Ordinary people don't know how to spell spells." Ah Qi didn't believe it.

Fu Nian also despises in his heart, the purest spell in the world is spirit spell, and his master Yan Chen is by far the most powerful spirit spell master.

It is a general pure technique, but not everyone can practice it, it depends on whether the spiritual root is pure or not.

How could Mo Qing, a prostitute, know such spells?

"In my early years... I saw something in an ancient book, maybe it could be used." Yan Chen slowed down his voice to conceal the unnaturalness in his tone.

Although Ah Qi is skeptical, he might as well be a living horse doctor and let him have a try.

"You just stand in the dark fire and try it. If it can't be stopped, I will try to find a way." Ah Qi said this, as if he was ready to fail.Yan Chen didn't say much, and after answering a good word, he began to close his eyes and meditate.

The spell is in the heart, draw the spell with the heart, and then spread out through the mind.

Yan Chen has long been very familiar with drawing heart spells. Although his body cannot support him to draw the most powerful spirit spells, it is more than enough to draw some small spells.

Yan Chen condensed his thoughts into one strand, and gathered the transparent air into a brush. First, he drew the head of the talisman, then the belly of the talisman, the gallbladder of the talisman, and finally the foot of the talisman.

After the feet of the talisman are outlined, the curse is completed with one piece of paper.

Yan Chen suddenly opened his eyes, clasped his hands, and a glaring white light rushed forward from his body, fell to the front, turned into a knife, and cut down sharply.

The white light suddenly magnified, as if it was about to tear apart the object in front of it.

The strong wind hit, covering the sky and covering the earth.In the vast white mist, the pear blossom branches trembled and the petals peeled off.

Fu Nian and Ah Qi were cramped by the drastic change, and they managed to stand still in the wind with a little effort. Yan Chen remained calm as usual, with snow-white pear blossoms swirling around him rapidly. , fluttering like ink long, the wind scattered and entangled.

The color of his eyes remained the same, without any change, and everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Slowly, the gang wind became stronger and stronger, and the dense fog gradually dissipated.

Standing in the strong wind, Fu Nian vaguely saw the man driving the spell standing in front of him through the snow-like mist.Juanxiu eyebrows, tall and straight figure.

The slender man seemed unable to feel the changes around him, his eyes were slow and calm.

His gaze was slow... calm.

This feeling is inexplicably familiar.

The crashing sound accompanied by screams sounded in front, and the touch of the rune was interrupted.

The sharp yell became stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to tear everything around.Just when people's hearing ability reached the limit, the sound stopped, the wind stopped, and the dense fog cleared away.

At the end of the snow-white pear blossoms stood two women, one purple and the other white, both with the charming face of the Raksha Mountain Lord.

The connection between the main body and the auxiliary body is broken.

"It's the same! Your death is approaching!" Ah Qi shouted at the side, before Yan Chen and Fu Nian could react, he had turned into a black shadow and attacked the two at the end of the pear blossom.

Yan Chen's curse consumed too much energy, he loosened his interlocked fingers, and his body almost lost all strength.His feet were weak, and although he would not collapse to the ground, he still staggered back a few steps.

He settled down, barely holding back the nausea rising in his chest.

About to raise his head, his arm was suddenly dragged by someone, looking along that arm, Yan Chen met Fu Nian's dark and deep eyes, and also met a mountain rain.

"Who taught you the spell?"

The serious and questioning voice is a symbol.

Yan Chen rubbed his forehead with the other hand, his eyes dropped, and touched the ruined white pear blossoms all over the place: "Others taught it, and then I read some ancient books myself."

"Who taught it?" Fu Nian chased after him.

"Expert, I don't know."

Yan Chen broke free from Fu Nian's hand, shifted his eyes from the paleness on the ground to the withered pear tree, stared silently, and stopped talking.

Fu Nian's heart was full of forests, and he was not satisfied with what Yan Chen said.He wanted to know more, but before he could speak, a purple light suddenly penetrated the entire forest.

Wherever the purple light passed, the pear blossoms withered, and the pear tree collapsed to the ground, turning into a pile of white bones.The huge pear forest has become a mass grave.

The collapse came too quickly, Fu Nian and Yan Chen hurriedly raised their heads to look for Yiru and Ah Qi.

Looking around, not far away, beside the dusty bones, Ah Qi in moon white clothes is stabbing Yiru in white clothes with a dagger.But the other purple-clothed Yiru disappeared without a trace.

The two hurried away, as if they were talking with difficulty and strength, Ah Qi held the dagger in his hand and refused to let go, as if he couldn't listen to a word.

"Don't, don't kill me...I..."

"Don't kill you? Do you know how much I want to kill you?" Ah Qi's usual gentle face turned ferocious, the knuckles of his hand holding the dagger turned white, and blue blood gushed out from Yiru's chest.

As if frowning deeply, the expression on his face didn't look like despair, but... worried.

Yan Chen had never seen this kind of expression on the face of this female mountain master, as if she was trying her best to keep something.His eyelashes fluttered, and he pressed Ah Qi's hand holding the dagger: "Listen to her first."

"After listening to her, Zuo just wants to live?" Ah Qi was furious, and suddenly shook off Yan Chen's hand, "She killed my brother! I've been waiting for this moment for so long, it's hard to vent my anger if I don't kill her Hatred in my heart!"

Yan Chen was stunned, seeing Ah Qi's angry face, he wanted to save him but couldn't.

"If you kill, kill me, you won't be able to kill another me..."

The faint voice came from the dying white clothes on the ground, so Ah Qi lowered his head: "What do you mean?!"

"I can sense that the subject has hid on the top of the tower... there, only me and her can go in... kill me, you will go in... um..." Before the words were finished, Bai Yi also spit out a mouthful of blue. She was pale with blood, and she was on the verge of death.

Bai Yiru's meaning was already very clear, Ah Qi's eyes were heavy, although she was reluctant to do so, she had no choice but to pull out the dagger to heal her wounds.

After a while, Yiru in Bai Yi's expression softened a little, Ah Qi didn't want to look at her again, so he threw the person to Yan Chen, and went to the side to vent his anger.

Fu Nian stood aside, not knowing what to say, so he went to count the pile of bones next to him.

The white bones became the only sight in this huge flat land, and the half-monsters before disappeared without a trace.

Yan Chen supported the pale-faced Yiru to lean on the bones, this Yiru was exactly the same as the purple-clothed Yiru, but Yan Chen clearly felt that they were two different people.

"I remember you."

Before the cross-examination started, Yan Chen heard Bai Yi Ru opened his mouth softly.He let go of the hand that was holding her, and just sat down on this one.

"By the deep pool, she ordered me to seduce you with charm."

Bai Yiru said again, Yan Chen adjusted his posture and looked at her: "At that time, you were restrained by her because you couldn't help yourself."

Just like a pale smile, "It's not completely counted. She and I are the main body and the auxiliary body, complementing each other. It is said that she is restraining me, but in fact it is just me restraining myself."

"Then you are now free."

"Relief?" Yiru smiled and shook his head, "A person like me will never be able to be liberated, forever..."

The soft words were slow and dull, falling into people's ears like sighs, she was smiling, and the smile was so clear, but it explained the endless sadness and desolation, the whole person was like a heron alone in the bloody sun.

Yan Chen didn't know how to answer, so he could only purse his lips and keep silent.

Suddenly, Yiru opened her mouth, breaking the suffocating silence, and said, "Young master, would you like to hear my story?"

A soft voice, as if carelessly

Yan Chen raised his head: "Listen carefully."