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Shi Feng secretly praised, worthy of being a ghost sect! Proficient in the way of the soul, and even know the art of superimposing consciousness.

However, he was not panicked. After the superimposition of the consciousness of the three Taoists, they were still far behind Cui Meng.

The enlarged black skull bit the purple cloud and tore it violently, but the purple cloud was still as solid as a rock.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while. The four stood against the wall, staring blankly at the monsters in the field, but who could have expected that they were fighting for life and death.

Although Shi Feng was invincible, his counterattack of the spirit and dark art was not sharp enough, and he could not seriously injure the three people for a while.

However, Shi Feng's powerful advantage of consciousness was immediately reflected. When Yichen Taoist was concentrating on stimulating the ghost howling wind, his body was almost unable to move, but Shi Feng was able to do it with ease, because he still had another piece of consciousness palace that did not participate in the battle at all, enough to control his body.

He saw more than a dozen monsters leaping into the roof, and the scene became more chaotic. With a thought in his mind, he fumbled in the storage bag with his right hand and grabbed three poison needles. These poison needles were not made by Shi Feng, but were captured by the enemies in the battle between good and evil.

The poison needles were as thin as hair and could travel along the blood vessels. The poison contained in them could make the enemy lose consciousness, fall into madness, and even massacre relatives and companions around them.

Shi Feng tucked his fingers into his sleeves, flicked them slightly, and shot out the three poison needles.

The poison needles were not shot at the three Taoists Yichen, but at the three bow-backed demon tigers. These demon tigers were just swept by the giant tail of the sword and shield demon rhinoceros and fell down. They fell on the floor not far from Shi Feng and were dizzy.

The poison needles quickly sank into their blood. The bow-backed demon tiger roared and pounced on Shi Feng and the others.

Shi Feng was well prepared. When he saw the demon tiger pounce, he rolled on the ground and hid behind the stone pillar.

The three Taoists of Jiuying Sect were struggling with Shi Feng. They didn't expect the demon tiger to suddenly pounce on them. They tried to dodge in a hurry, but their consciousness was bound and their movements were a little slow. They were knocked to the ground by the demon tiger.

The bow-backed demon tiger is a second-level Yin beast, more than ten feet long and extremely powerful. Taoist Yichen and his people are not inferior to the demon tiger in terms of strength, but the strength of the human race lies in their superior intelligence and many magical instruments. If they leave all this aside and only fight the demon beast, they will be far inferior, unless they are tough guys like Tuoye and Cui Meng.

Accompanied by screams, in just three or five breaths, the long-faced Taoist and the square-faced Taoist were torn into pieces by the demon tiger. Taoist Yichen was much stronger. He hurriedly took out a short-tailed whisk and tried his best to block the demon tiger's attack.

At this time, Shi Feng behind the stone pillar, the consciousness clouds of the left and right consciousness palaces had already merged and pounced on the black skull. After the death of the long-faced Taoist and the square-faced Taoist, a large amount of black clouds on the black skull faded away and turned into an ownerless object. Its body was reduced by half, and it retreated repeatedly under the backlash of the purple cloud.

At this moment, the biggest threat to Yichen Taoist was the three demon tigers that pounced on him. The poison had already flowed into the demon tigers' brains. The demon tigers' eyes were red, and they bit Yichen like crazy. Yichen Taoist's attack fell on the demon tigers, and the demon tigers were also covered with blood, but the demon tigers had lost consciousness and did not give in even with their skin torn.

Finally, under the double attack of Shi Feng's consciousness and the demon tiger's sharp claws, Yichen Taoist was thrown to the ground, and his right hand was bitten by a demon tiger. Then, the chest, ribs, throat... The screams gradually weakened in the roar of the demon tiger, and the last pool of blood and flesh was blurred, and the original appearance could no longer be recognized.

When Yichen Taoist was dying, Shi Feng took the opportunity to read the consciousness of the black skull.

Everything went very smoothly. When the demon tiger fought with the three Taoists Yichen, the surrounding monks, as usual, all moved aside for fear of getting into trouble, and no one came forward to help.

Silently, Shi Feng, who killed the three people from the Nine Infants Sect and successfully "searched the soul" of Taoist Yichen, has now retreated to the side of the people from the Nine Talisman Sect. He has no expression on his face, but his heart is mixed with joy and sorrow.

The good news is that the people from the Nine Infants Sect who came to the Qingdi Valley this time are Cui Meng, Yichen and the other four, so he doesn't have to worry about the Nine Infants Sect monks plotting against him in the underground palace.

In addition, through Yichen's spiritual memory, Shi Feng knew the origin of the small jade coffin.

This inconspicuous small coffin is called the Soul-raising Coffin, and its origin is extraordinary. The material of the Soul-raising Coffin looks like jade, but it is not. It comes from a sacred tree called the Soul Wood.

This tree only grows in ghost lands with extremely heavy yin energy. It uses ghosts as nutrients. It takes a thousand years to germinate, a thousand years for seeds to break out of shells, a thousand years for branches to grow, and thousands of years of growth in between before it blooms. The flower of the soul tree only blooms for seven days, and after the flower withers, a yellow fruit the size of a baby's fist will be produced on the top of the soul tree.

All in all, it takes almost ten thousand years for the soul tree to germinate and bear fruit.

The yellow fruit of the soul tree is as clear as a beautiful jade, and it makes a clanging sound when knocked. It is extremely hard and difficult to be damaged by magic tools. It can only be melted by the wood yang spirit fire, and then cast and ground into various shapes, and the soul-raising coffin is created in this way.

This treasure has no restrictions and cannot be counted as a magic tool. It is an innate treasure. Its function is to continuously absorb Yuanli, transform it into soul power, and nourish and strengthen the soul in it.

As a major sect of the ghost way, the Jiuying Sect is good at controlling ghosts and spirits. Therefore, the Jiuying Sect has extremely high requirements for spiritual consciousness. When Elder Cui was promoted to the Yuanying stage, the soul-raising coffin played an indispensable role.

In addition to nourishing the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator, the Soul-Nourishing Coffin can also be used to cultivate ghosts. The ghost that Elder Cui carried with him was promoted to a ghost king in just a few hundred years through the Soul-Nourishing Coffin.

Elder Cui has always regarded the Soul-Nourishing Coffin as his life and never left it. It was only after he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage that the Soul-Nourishing Coffin became less effective for him, so he gave it away.

However, being rewarded with a soul-nourishing coffin is a big deal for the sect. In fact, there are only five people in the entire Jiuying Sect who have enjoyed the soul-nourishing coffin. Four of them have made great contributions to the sect and were rewarded with the soul-nourishing coffin for a year or so. The other exception is Cui Meng.

Cui Meng, whose real name is Cui Qing, is the great-great-grandson of Elder Cui. He has an abnormal physique and has loved the art of physical cultivation since he was a child, so Elder Cui spent a lot of effort to let him join Chongyun Zen Temple.

Chongyun Zen Temple, for the sake of Elder Cui's face, has devoted all its efforts to training him and taught him the temple's most superior boxing technique, Feihua Yueyingpo.

After Cui Qing established his foundation, he returned to Jiuying Sect. Elder Cui asked him to practice the sect's magical powers such as Ghost Howling Wind and Soul-Separating Thorn, and even directly gave Cui Qing the soul-nourishing coffin for his daily practice.

Because of this, Cui Meng's cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. He broke through to the middle stage thirty years after building his foundation. He also practiced both his magic and body. His magical powers were so strong that even his senior brothers in the late stage of foundation building in the sect could not match him.

Shi Feng was born with two divine consciousness palaces. He practiced the secret technique of the Sky Fox Clan, the Divine Dark Art. In terms of skills and talent, he was ten streets ahead of Cui Meng. Shi Feng also absorbed a large amount of Wu Si's divine consciousness remnant cloud, and swallowed the poisonous root of the butterfly dance ice flower to strengthen his mental power. In addition, Shi Feng worked very hard. With so many factors added together, Shi Feng's divine consciousness was only comparable to Cui Meng's. This shows how powerful the effect of the Soul Nurturing Coffin is.

Shi Feng was excited. Among the many magic tools on him, the value of the Soul Nurturing Coffin was probably comparable to the Black Turtle Bone.

However, in addition to the above good news, Shi Feng was deeply worried.

Through the consciousness of Yichen Taoist, Shi Feng has confirmed that Cui Qing's words are correct. He is indeed the great-great-grandson of the great elder of Jiuying Sect. He killed him and took the Soul-raising Coffin. If the news leaks out, even the ancestor of Taiji Sect cannot protect himself.

In addition, Yichen Taoist's memory said that the reason why he kept peeping at Shi Feng was because he sensed a familiar breath on Shi Feng. As for what it was, Yichen Taoist himself couldn't tell clearly.

This made Shi Feng shudder. What breath did Yichen Taoist sense?

Soul-raising Coffin? Impossible. From Yichen's memory, it can be seen that Yichen has never touched the Soul-raising Coffin. The reason why he followed Cui Qing wholeheartedly was that Cui Qing promised to lend the Soul-raising Coffin to Yichen for ten days if he got enough black crystals this time.

As for some other items on Cui Qing, they were all wrapped by Shi Feng in a Qingci box and placed in the black tortoise bone. Yichen Taoist definitely didn't have the ability to detect items through the black tortoise bone.

What did Yichen Taoist sense? Shi Feng thought about it and there was only one thing, that is, the remnant clouds of Cui Qing's consciousness left in his mind!

Shi Feng was secretly anxious. Taoist Yichen could sense these remnant clouds of soul, let alone hide them from Elder Cui. Cui Qing was dead, and his natal divine tablet must have been broken. Will Elder Cui come to catch the murderer in person?

Yun'er saw Shi Feng in a daze and pushed him, "Are you thinking about how to hurt people again?"

Shi Feng smiled bitterly, "I still hurt people, now I just want to save my life." Yun'er looked at him seriously and nodded, "It seems that you are very scared, and cold sweats have come out."

Shi Feng sighed. He was very afraid of the remnant clouds of Cui Qing's consciousness. He would rather let it disappear than absorb it. But the situation is very different now. The pursuers of Jiuyingmen may come at any time. If Cui Qing's residual consciousness is naturally dissipated, it may not be done in a year or two.

Shi Feng thought about it, gritted his teeth, and the purple cloud pounced directly, and began to frantically absorb the remaining spiritual clouds of Cui Meng Yichen and others.

Originally, it was best to meditate in seclusion to swallow and digest the spiritual clouds, but these residual clouds of the soul were like thorns in Shi Feng's back, and he had to deal with them quickly.

Fortunately, Shi Feng had two spiritual palaces, which allowed him to do two things at the same time. While swallowing and digesting those residual clouds of the soul, he could also deal with other things.

The battle in the ancestral hall became more and more chaotic, and monsters continued to pour in and besieged the sword-shield monster rhino. The sword-shield monster rhino refused to retreat, and the power in the hall flew across the stone altars, which were all smashed to pieces, and the human cultivators were forced to dodge out continuously.

Finally, with a click, someone exclaimed, "Be careful, the beam is going to break."