Soul Emperor Martial God

Cang...

A crisp sound rang.

A long halberd, pointed at a distance.

A figure took a few steps forward, past Senior Jian Ji's figure, and also blocked Senior Jian Ji a few steps away.

"Let this kid come out, why don't you ask the girl." Beiyin Wudi looked at Senior Jianji confidently.

"Xiao Yi, dare you..." Beiyin Wudi stared at Xiao Yi coldly.

However, the word ‘War’ that could dare to fight has not been uttered yet, but Yiyi’s figure suddenly arrived next to Xiao Yi.

Yiyi naturally felt the astonishing momentum and fighting spirit outside the courtyard, so he was disturbed.

"This woman...you are very strong." She is proud of being invincible as Beiyin, but she has to cast a level and jealous look instantly.

"Woman..." Beiyin Wudi straightened her chest, "This time, I will only fight with Xiao Yi. It has nothing to do with you."

Yiyi's face was light, even almost turning a deaf ear to Beiyin's invincible words, just looking at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's face suddenly became cold, and he looked straight at Beiyin Invincible, "Why, the wilds came to my Fengcha Main Hall?"

Behind Senior Jian Ji, Lin Jin and his group showed a sudden look.

"Have you seen it?" Qin Feiyang lowered his voice and said, "When Xiao Yi walked out by himself just now, he saw us with a smile on his face and was elated."

Lin Jin nodded, "Now that his wife is here, Brother Xiao Yi immediately changed his face, without a smile."

"Xiao Yi, are you afraid of you when I am Beiyin Invincible?" Beiyin Invincible pointed.

Xiao Yi's eyes were cold, and his fighting spirit suddenly came to life.

"Slowly and slowly." Senior Jian Ji walked out.

"Boy, this is stunned, we are unfamiliar, just follow us by ourselves."

"You find someone to blast him out."

"The old man came to you today, first to recount the past, and second to discuss something with you."

"Oh?" Xiao Yi was puzzled.

Xiao Yi withdrew his fighting spirit, too lazy to care about Beiyin Invincible.

"Senior Jian Ji, please." Xiao Yi made a'please' gesture.

"Lin Jin, Feiyue, Tie Niu." Xiao Yi looked at his three friends and smiled.

"Brother Xiao Yi." The three of them responded with a smile, but cast an'inexplicable' and'unhelpful' look.

"Hey." Lin Jin came and patted Xiao Yi on the shoulder, "Brother Xiao Yi, I have suffered you."

"Mysterious?" Xiao Yi was puzzled.

The three, silently, have already filed into the courtyard.

In the courtyard.

Yiyi brews fragrant tea.

"I have seen Senior Jian Ji." Yiyi saluted.

"Girl, good." Senior Jian Ji smiled and nodded.

A group of people, sit down.

Xiao Yi glanced at Beiyin Wudi standing on the other side, "You don't have a seat."

"To fight, I will see you later."

"I'm waiting." Beiyin Wudi held his hand proudly, and then said nothing.

Xiao Yi regained his gaze, looked at Senior Jian Ji and the group, and said with a smile, "Since you said goodbye more than a year ago, you haven't seen Senior Jian Ji."

"Suddenly visiting my husband and wife today, it surprised me a bit."

"Eh." Senior Jian Ji waved his hand, "The evil repair disaster ended that day, and the old body is fine, but a group of boys are injured. They went to your Yaozun main hall for a period of time and went into seclusion."

"After they left the customs, they were going to find you in the main hall of the wind brake."

"But the eight old guys in your Eighth Hall gave a death order and no one is allowed to disturb."

"The old man heard that it was the reason why you needed to retreat and heal your injuries, so I didn't force it to interfere."

"The cultivation base is completely lost, your injury must have been extremely serious at that time."

"It's okay." Xiao Yi chuckled, "The injury is not serious, just focus on rebuilding and martial arts enlightenment."

"Later, just after leaving the customs, something happened, and I couldn't find Senior Jian Ji."

Half a year ago, when he just left the customs, there were eight incidents involving a hundred companies joining hands, and even that one finally appeared.

However, when that person appeared, all the warriors present almost couldn't bear the pressure and fainted.

The only people who knew about the Great Battle that day were the Eight Sect Masters, and those Taishang and Eight Heaven Sovereigns; and on their Eight Palaces, there were only him, Yiyi and eight old people.

Apart from this, no one in the world knows.

Naturally, Senior Jian Ji and the others were not present at the time, and now they don't know what happened.

"Lin Jin and their injuries are not serious, right?" Xiao Yi asked as he looked at everyone in Lin Jin.

"It's okay." Senior Jian Ji waved his hand, "These guys, although they are not as good as you, they are all hard bones."

Senior Jian Ji sipped a mouthful of tea, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Good tea."

"Girl." Senior Jian Ji looked at Yiyi, "This tea-making skill, I am afraid that the old guy who knows this way is far better than you."

Yiyi nodded and chuckled lightly, "Senior Jian Ji has a good reputation."

Senior Jian Ji looked at Xiao Yi, "Good boy, I don't think you are suffering these days."

"There is a beautiful wife in the family, who is gentle and considerate and serves you considerately. You are hard to extricate yourself in a gentle country, and your days are very happy."

"Good to say." Xiao Yi smiled triumphantly.

Senior Jian Ji put down the tea cup in his hand, his expression straightened, "Talking about business."

"But remember that in the final battle of evil cultivation, all these little guys were all golden martial arts, you were very puzzled at that time."

Xiao Yi nodded, "I was puzzled and surprised."

"But then I thought about it, and it suddenly came to pass."

"The years when you disappeared, you must have gone through countless storms, twists and turns, countless battles, and continuous hardening."

"As long as there is enough tempering and enough growth, the martial soul can detach itself."

"And Lin Jin and the others are cyan and blue at best, but the strongest is not the first-level purple martial arts, and their detachment is much simpler."

Gold is not the color of martial soul, but a symbol of martial soul detachment.

Like Lin Jin's cyan martial soul, it's not that martial soul colors are advanced all the way, cyan, blue, purple, black, and then gold.

Rather, the cyan Martial Spirit rank product, once detached, is directly golden.

The golden color does not represent the rank, but the detachment of the martial soul.

Naturally, compared to other evildoers who are often black or even dark black martial arts; the martial arts of Lin Jin and his party are of low rank, and they are much simpler to detach.

Of course, if it were both golden and detached, the black spirit martial arts rank itself was far stronger than the lower rank cyan martial spirit.

"Not bad." Senior Jian Ji nodded upon hearing this.

"Boy Lin Jin and the others, because of their low Martial Spirit Rank, they are more relaxed in detachment."

"It seems to be weaker than the detachment of other black spirits."

"But looking at the entire continent, there are countless evildoers, and most of them are black rank martial arts souls. Who can detach from martial arts souls?"

"Even your opponent back then, the demon girl who got the water, is far from being completely detached from the Martial Spirit."

"So, for Yu Lin Jin, the low rank of Wuhun itself is a curse, but it is also a service."

"At least, they can easily detach those martial souls who have trapped those evil spirits for a lifetime."

Xiao Yi nodded, "Blessing and misfortune are not absolute after all."

"However." Senior Jian Ji smiled, "Even though their martial arts are easier to detach, the tempering required in them is definitely beyond imagination."

"It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a life of nine deaths and repeated loss of life."

"Do you think, where can there be a group of people led by the old man in this continent, there is enough life and death hardening?"

"You know, where did we go in those years?"

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