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Chapter 259 Hundred Blades Sealing the Soul

The soul sealing of hundreds of blades is a secret method of ghosts.

The function of this ghost art is to block the true soul of the dying person for a hundred days.

Within these hundred days, even a dying person will not die. His true soul will be imprisoned for a hundred days before it will dissipate. However, the price that the soul that forced to stay in the sun world is the pain of the body being penetrated by hundreds of blades, and you will feel the terrifying pain like Lingchi at all times.

That kind of inhuman pain will make a strong man commit suicide by raising his sword without hesitation. Even a cultivator with a successful cultivation will be completely lost in the face of that severe pain.

Bai Yu's shriveled little face began to become distorted, but there was still a look of trust in her eyes. She believed in her brother's words since she was a child, and now she is still convinced without doubt. Her brother said that she would not let herself die, then she would not die!

Bai Yi stretched out his arms, gently hugged his sister, placed it in the center of the stone platform, and combed the girl's dry hair over and over with his hands until Bai Yu fainted from the terrifying pain.

When Bai Yu fainted, the tenderness on Bai Yi's face disappeared. He waved his hand violently, and the wooden frame that had once imprisoned Bai Yu broke into wood chips in an instant.

"Cao Jiuqian!"

In the wild beast-like roar, Bai Yi's eyes were covered with blood, like a trapped beast. A violent aura suddenly rose in his heart, and he wanted to cut everything around him into pieces.

The hundred-blade soul seal can indeed protect the vitality of Baiyu for a hundred days, but after a hundred days, Baiyu will still be scattered. The girl's tendons, veins, essence and blood in her body are all pulled out, which is a destiny ending.

Cao Jiuqian's viciousness made Bai Yi completely furious, but Cao Jiuqian was dead, so Bai Yi could only roar in this dark secret room.

"Ten Thousand Years of Ice Coffin!"

Bai Yi, who was roaring, punched the mossy stone wall, shaking the entire secret room slightly.

The soul sealing of the Hundred Blades can only seal the soul of the White Jade for a hundred days. Only the ice coffin made of ten thousand years of ice will be extended several times, or even dozens of times. However, the very rare material of Ten Thousand Years of Ice, not to mention Bai Yi, may not be able to find many of the entire Cangyun Sect.

One or two pieces of ten thousand-year-old ice can not create an ice coffin. Unless Bai Yi can collect a large amount of ten thousand-year-old ice, the life of white jade will have a chance to be extended. However, a foundation-building monk wants to collect ten thousand-year-old ice that is enough to create an ice coffin, which is no less than a fool!

The ten thousand-year-old ice, which is more precious than low-level magic weapons, is a kind of treasure in the eyes of the powerful Nascent Soul.

Bai Yi's heart was already burning with anger and felt extremely painful. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, which was a sign of a shock to his mind.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, Bai Yi began to suppress his restless mind. Before his mind could calm down, another picture suddenly appeared in front of him.

The floating mind evoked Bai Yi's long river of memory, representing the river of memories, which instantly flowed upwards and rushed to the end. So the bronze giant gate, which was covered with complex patterns and almost as high as the heaven and earth, appeared in front of Bai Yi again.

The Jumen sealed the childhood of his previous life opened a gap in Bai Yi's rage. The next moment, Bai Yi's figure appeared among the green mountains and green waters.

White clouds floated in the sky, and ears were filled with insects and birds. In the calm forest, a young man was lying lazily on a lying cow bluestone, holding a green grass in his mouth, staring at the clouds that were constantly changing shapes in the sky.

"elder brother!"

Not far away, a young figure was jumping over at the foot of the mountain. It was a little girl, who looked like a teenager, and was still waving the orchid he had just picked in her hand.

When the boy heard the shout, he supported his head with one hand, looking in the direction of the girl with scatteredness and helplessness. What he could not hide in his clear eyes was the kind of care for his relatives.

Bai Yi is now a boy on the bluestone. He saw the girl at the foot of the mountain, but couldn't see the girl's face clearly. As the girl jumped, the little face was always covered with a black cloud, which looked extremely strange.

boom!

Just when Bai Yi wanted to see the girl's appearance clearly, a huge rock suddenly flew from the sky. In a terrifying roar, the huge rock fell directly on the girl. When the flying rocks and grass chips fell one after another, only a small hand was exposed under the huge rock, and the beautiful orchid was pinching the beautiful orchid...

Boom!

The gap on the bronze giant door closed instantly, and outside the door, Bai Yi's eyes were all sad.

"Liang'er!!!"

Bai Yi, who broke free from the memories, let out a roar that was even more terrifying than a beast in the dark secret room. The spiritual power that was sometimes strong and sometimes weak was raging in the secret room. The moss on the stone wall was stripped layer after layer by layer by layer.

The childhood memories sealed by himself were seen through by Bai Yi, so a name that should have remained in the seal broke out!

Bai Lian'er, the biological sister of Xiaoyao Immortal Lord in his previous life.

Thinking of her sister who died in her previous life under a huge rock when she was young, Bai Yi could no longer suppress her restlessness and sprayed her mouthful of blood directly on the stone platform.

Perhaps the seal of memory is too long, and the restriction that should have been unable to break through has actually cracked a gap. The Immortal Xiaoyao once sealed his childhood memories with his own hands, just to not want to recall that miserable past. Now there is only a name that pops up in his memory, which almost makes Bai Yi heartbroken.

If a strong immortal can seal a memory of his own, then this memory will never be happy. The name Bai Lian'er is one of the memories that Xiaoyao Immortal Lord doesn't want to remember.

The candlelight crawled out of the spirit beast bag at some point. Looking at the angry master, it also grinned, trying to spit out Cao Jiuqian's corpse several times to chew it on his master, but found that Cao Jiuqian had no more residue.

After crawling around the white jade, Zhuhuo was worried that the master's mind would collapse, so he said sharply: "Master, as long as we create a ten thousand-year ice coffin, the true soul of the white jade can be imprisoned for at least ten years. In such a long time, it will be enough for the master to improve his cultivation. When we find the Qianyang Immortal Palace and get a Taoist fruit, the white jade will be able to revive the dead."

The candlelight prompted Bai Yi's mind gradually calmed down, disturbed by the similar separation of life and death in the two lives, even the most determined mind would be shaken.

"Dao Fruit..."

After all his efforts, Bai Yi pressed the name Lian'er in his heart. A trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes and said, "The Immortal Palace floats in the blue sky, and you can escape thousands of miles a day. Don't say you can't find it. Even if you find it, do you think the Immortal Palace Guard will believe that I am Xiaoyao Immortal Lord?"

Gradually responded to calmness, Bai Yi said in a deep voice: "It would be fine if the Immortal Palace Guard doesn't believe it. Once you believe me, I am the Immortal Lord. It won't take long. Qianyang Immortal Palace and you and me will be destroyed by enemies from other major domains. Don't forget that our enemies are not cultivators, but the five great scattered immortals."

Zhuhuo curled his lips and muttered: "Those five immortals who dare to plot against their masters, they have no good results. They may still be seriously injured now, otherwise they would have come to Qingkong to search for the whereabouts of the Immortal Palace."
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