Celestial being

Lord White Bone is one of the six great sages of the Wuyue Sect, and he must know a lot. The restriction in his soul has been lifted, so naturally he cannot let him die like this.

Yuan Ming pressed his palm on the head of the White Bone Master and used his soul-searching power. He quickly withdrew his palm and his expression became solemn.

Lord White Bones is now seriously injured and on the verge of death. His soul is extremely weak. Moreover, he was split in half before and the azure runes were destroyed, causing most of his memory to be destroyed.

However, this remaining memory also contains some important information, including the reason why Lord White Bones and others collected a large number of souls of immortal cultivators and even mortals.

This matter was ordered by Wu Yueshen personally, and the reason why Wu Yueshen wanted so many souls was to recover.

The last time Wu Yue Sect was besieged and destroyed by the major sects in Yunhuang Continent, Wu Yueshen was severely injured and was on the verge of death. He gradually woke up after sleeping for tens of thousands of years, and he still has not fully recovered, so he needed a lot of soul nourishment.

"So that's the case, no wonder Wu Yue Sect has announced its comeback for so long, but it's still just a small fuss, and Wu Yueshen has never appeared. The reason is that he hasn't fully awakened yet..." Yuan Ming murmured to himself.

In addition to this shocking news, he also discovered another important information: Ni Mu's entry into Sanxian Island this time was also sent by Wu Yueshen.

Ni Mu's purpose was the same as Xiying's, both for the Immortal Fruit. Wu Yueshen planned to use the Immortal Fruit to refine the Immortal Pill and speed up the recovery process.

And according to the memory of Lord White Bones, Ni Mu had already obtained the Immortal Fruit.

Yuan Ming frowned, considering whether to inform Changchun Temple and other high-level officials in various regions of Yunhuang Continent about this news. Before Wu Yueshen fully awakened, he gathered an army to attack Wu Yue Sect...

At this moment, the Shura Blood Devouring Diagram next to him suddenly started to shake, shooting out streaks of messy blood.

"What's going on? Oh no!" Qiye screamed in fear, his body appeared from the Shura Blood Devouring Diagram, and he quickly made seals with his hands, trying to stabilize something.

"What happened?" Yuan Ming moved Lord White Bones aside and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Ghost White Bone Flag is so evil, it is actually devouring the blood slaves in the Shura Blood Devouring Diagram! How could I forget that the blood slaves in the Blood Devouring Diagram are all in the form of skeletons, full of life, which is the best thing about the Ghost White Bone Flag." Supplements!" Qiye said angrily, his hands kneading together faster.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming secretly scolded Qiye for being careless and immediately came to help.

He shot out several immortal tree roots from his palm, immersed them into the Shura Blood-devouring Picture, entangled the Ghost Bone Flag, and pulled it outward.

However, the Ghost White Bone Flag seemed to be going crazy, biting the Shura Blood-devouring Diagram firmly, and no matter how hard it was pulled, it would not move at all.

Yuan Ming was anxious when he saw this, he quickly weighed it and then turned his hand to sacrifice the Thunder Hammer and the Divine Cone.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, no, now the Ghost White Bone Flag and the Shura Blood-devouring Diagram are connected together. If you use thunder means rashly, both treasures will be injured." Qiye hurriedly stopped him.

"What should we do?" Yuan Ming stopped and asked.

"I have a method, maybe you can take a risk and try it." Qiye said suddenly with his eyes flashing.

Before Yuan Ming could speak, Qiye's figure merged into the Shura Blood-devouring Picture.

Yuan Ming frowned but did not disturb him.

The blood light on Shura's blood-devouring map continued to flash, but gradually slowed down and was no longer as manic and disorderly as before.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Ming's heart relaxed slightly. It seemed that Qiye's method was beginning to take effect.

Time passed little by little, and half a day passed in the blink of an eye. The Shura Blood-devouring Diagram was completely stable, but there was no movement on the Ghost White Bone Flag and Qiye.

Yuan Ming waited patiently for a while, but there was still no movement for seven nights.

He frowned more and more, and just as he was about to send a message to ask the other party, a white light flashed on the screen, and the ghost bone flag flew out and floated in mid-air.

The Ghost White Bone Flag's entire body showed a crystal color, and it emitted streams of white spiritual light outwards. It looked like its power was greatly improved.

Yuan Ming was slightly startled, and used his spiritual consciousness to investigate, and his eyes lit up.

A weapon spirit actually appeared inside the bone flag, and it was extremely powerful.

"No, this weapon spirit is Old Man Sanjue!" Yuan Ming was overjoyed at first, and then his face darkened when he discovered the truth about the weapon spirit.

Old Man Sanjue was his biggest gain in the secret territory of Sanxian Island, and he was actually refined into a weapon spirit!

"Yes, I have just refined the soul of the old man Sanjue into the ghost bone flag and transformed it into a weapon spirit. This ghost bone flag has just been repaired and is in urgent need of a lot of vitality. Only then will it suddenly burst out and devour the blood slaves of the Shura Blood Devouring Picture. , only by completing its missing weapon spirit can this flag be calmed down, otherwise if it is allowed to be swallowed up, the Shura Blood-devouring Diagram will also be in danger, please forgive me, fellow Taoist." Qiye said with cupped hands.

Yuan Ming looked ugly, but the matter had come to this, and it was useless to be angry. Moreover, considering the importance of Shura Blood Devouring Diagram to physical cultivation, Qiye's decision was not wrong.

"This incident was also an accident. No wonder Fellow Daoist Qiye, but fellow Daoist must be more careful in future actions." He suppressed his anger and said slowly.

Qiye nodded, feeling relieved but also secretly annoyed.

He told Yuan Ming that the Shura Blood-devouring Diagram could refine weapon spirits. His original intention was to sell Yuan Ming's favor and bring them closer to each other, but unexpectedly it turned out to be self-defeating.

"How many blood slaves are left in the Asura Blood Devouring Map?" Yuan Ming thought for a while and asked.

"Except for the blood slaves and Hongling who were released by fellow Taoists, all the other blood slaves were devoured by the bone flags." Qiye said with some embarrassment.

Yuan Ming frowned and used his spiritual consciousness to explore the Shura Blood-devouring Map.

The blood and bones inside have indeed disappeared completely. Fortunately, the runes and origin of this diagram are not damaged, which will not affect its extraction of blood essence.

"This is the magic weapon in the hands of those blood slaves. It is not damaged." Qiye waved his hand, and there was a crash on the ground. A small pile of magic weapons appeared, including Old Man Sanjue's wine gourd and the set of cyan flying swords.

Yuan Ming put away these magic weapons and the Shura Blood-devouring Chart with a flick of his sleeves, and smiled bitterly after a moment of silence.

He originally wanted to add a weapon spirit to the ghost bone flag, but he never wanted to lose almost all the blood slaves in the Shura Blood Devouring Map.

Fortunately, after this incident, it was verified that the method mentioned by Qiye was effective, the ghost bone flag was also made, and he obtained the second real spiritual treasure.

Yuan Ming took the ghost bone flag and inspected it, and finally a hint of joy appeared on his face.

After devouring a large number of blood slaves, especially the powerful blood slaves such as Old Man Sanjue and Jia Sifang, the ghost bone flag was completely restored, and the damage on the flag's surface was completely repaired, giving off a sense of mellowness and accessibility from the inside out.

With the blessing of Old Man Sanjue, the power of the Ghost Bone Flag has been doubled compared to before.

The only fly in the ointment is that the consciousness of the old man Sanjue has been erased before, and as a weapon spirit, he is far less agile than Qiye.

Yuan Ming didn't care about this either. He was worried about the clever weapon spirit.

He made a secret to the Ghost Bone Flag, and quickly refined the twenty-four runes and put them away.

He then raised his hand to grab it, and the body of Lord White Bone flew over.

Yuan Ming glanced at him and frowned.

Just as he was looking at the Asura Blood-devouring Diagram, the last breath of Lord White Bones dissipated. Fortunately, his soul had not completely dissipated.

He hurriedly took out a piece of blood-colored armor, which was the armor of a blood figurine, and sealed it a little.

A wisp of warm blood flew out of the body of the Lord White Bones and merged into the armor of the blood figurine. The armor of the blood warriors suddenly glowed with blood, then disappeared in a flash and appeared on the Lord White Bones, automatically dressed neatly.

While Yuan Ming activated the blood warrior armor to refine the Bone Master, he took out the bone dragon corpse and put it into the blood warrior armor to supplement the White Bone Master's mana.

Now that the old man Sanjue has turned into a weapon spirit inexplicably, he lacks a strong fighting force beside him, so he decided to refine the Bone Master into the blood figurine armor.

This method is not in line with the principle of blood figurine armor, but the Bone Master has just died and his soul has not yet disintegrated. I hope it can succeed.

Half a day later, Yuan Ming stopped and his expression relaxed.

All the mana and soul of the White Bone Venerable in the late Nascent Soul were refined into the blood figurine armor, replacing the previous monks in the middle Nascent Soul. As long as someone sheds blood to refine this armor, he can immediately become a late-stage great monk.

Yuan Ming flicked his sleeves and put away the armor of the blood figurine, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for a moment, and continued to run the Ming Yue Jue to refine the wish power in his soul.

A few days have passed, and the problem of loose soul power has been alleviated a lot.

However, just when he was about to end the retreat, the gathered power of will unexpectedly ushered in a new peak. He was not aware of it, and a lot of power of will poured into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, impacting hard on his soul. The spirit that had soothed so easily became loose again.

Yuan Ming was shocked at the time. After hurriedly dealing with it, he had time to look at the source of the incoming wish.

When he found out that this was all caused by Wan Tianren and his friends' celebrations held by Wan Tianren to completely clear out the Wuyue Sect's manpower on other islands in the East China Sea, he suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Fortunately, these things did not cause any further damage to him in the end. Although the excessive wish power could not be absorbed for a while, it could still be stored in the White Jade Lotus Platform, and Yuan Ming did not interfere with the celebration.

However, his retreat time also became longer as a result, and due to the infusion of a large amount of wish power, the halo outside the White Jade Lotus Platform became more and more dazzling unknowingly.

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Half a month later.

The soul power fluctuations in Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness became more and more gentle, and the exhausted soul also returned to its normal state, gradually becoming solid and stable again.

After this period of precipitation, the incoming will power from the outside world is no longer as ferocious as when it first conquered Fuso Island. Although the number is still huge, at least it will not catch Yuan Ming off guard and absorb excessive will power. And fell into the dilemma of loose soul.

The heart of gratitude is sincere, but there are only ten people who can continue to be grateful. When the peak wave passes, all that is left is the fragmented stream of water.

However, even if the water flows slowly, it may not last long. After all, the faith of the East China Sea cultivators is much more illusory than gratitude, and it may not last too long.

If Yuan Ming wants to stably obtain the output of his willpower, there is no way out.