"You're starting to separate the soul so soon!"
Li Yan quickly figured out that the soul and the spirit were originally in perfect harmony and mixed into one, which was why they showed the seven emotions and six desires, good and evil, and good and bad.
To separate them would be like extracting the tendons and skinning a person alive.
But this is only the beginning of the separation of one's soul and spirit. If one cannot pass this stage, the subsequent 'Burning Soul and Refining Fire' will be like extracting the soul and refining the spirit.
Under extreme pain, the little purple dragon elephant's consciousness could dissipate at any time. That is the real purgatory.
Li Yan concentrated all his magic power, and he was ready to take action at any time.
Soon, another ten breaths passed, and the purple ball was rapidly dimming, but the little purple dragon elephant was still chanting, but the breath fluctuations were sometimes strong and sometimes weak.
Li Yan's expression became more and more solemn. Even if they were immortal cultivators, no one dared to touch things like consciousness and soul.
Even the slightest mistake in the process of contacting the soul will result in the tragic end of the soul being torn apart. This creature will completely disappear from the world without leaving any trace.
Just as Li Yan was thinking quickly in his mind about the circumstances under which he would need to attack, suddenly, the sound of the Little Purple Dragon Elephant's spell disappeared abruptly.
At this time, the vague figures of seven small purple dragon elephants appeared in Li Yan's consciousness, rising from the purple light.
Li Yan looked carefully and found that the seven figures that seemed to be able to disappear at any time were like a wisp of light smoke, but they were undoubtedly the form of the little purple dragon elephant.
After these seven figures appeared, their expressions were different. Some were happy, some were angry, some were sad, and some were afraid...
"This is the seventh of the three souls and seven spirits, which should correspond to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire, giving rise to these seven desires..."
Li Yan made another quick judgment, his spiritual sense firmly locked onto the area below, his spiritual power hidden and not released. As long as he found something wrong, he would immediately and forcibly condense the soul of the little purple dragon elephant.
As soon as the seven blurry figures flew out, the remaining purple light below quickly changed into three smaller three-color light balls.
There are strong fluctuations of soul power above the three-color light ball.
"The white sky soul, the yellow earth soul, and the colorless life soul are actually the three souls."
Li Yan recalled the records about the three souls and seven spirits.
This is also the first time to see the legendary three souls and seven spirits. Although cultivators know what the three souls and seven spirits are as early as the beginning of their cultivation, there are very few who can see with their own eyes the form of the soul and spirit after they are completely separated.
Li Yan also understood the three souls. White was the heavenly soul, representing pure goodness and a kind nature.
Yellow is the earth soul, representing the changeable nature;
Colorlessness is the soul of life and represents the original pure and flawless heart.
The colors of the Heavenly Soul and the Earthly Soul will never change, but the colorless Life Soul will constantly change with the process of life. The Life Soul represents the human heart. The saying "He who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black" is exactly this truth.
At this moment, the soul of the little purple dragon elephant is red, which means that it is no longer as pure as when it was first born, and has some distracting thoughts.
Just as Li Yan was thinking quickly, changes had already occurred below. The moment the three souls separated to form white, yellow and red light balls, they quickly reunited in the skull below.
In an instant, a clearly three-colored fog was formed.
The seven souls that had just risen above were actually grafted together one by one as they flew away, like a bamboo that was growing rapidly section by section.
The seven souls, each in the shape of a little purple dragon elephant, stood upright on their legs, forming a scene where one little purple dragon elephant was stepping on another little purple dragon elephant.
At the moment when the "Life Soul" stepped on the head of the "Desire Soul", Li Yan heard an old voice that seemed to come from the ancient times.
“Return!”
Then, the bamboo-like seven souls suddenly sank and then went straight into the fog below.
The moment it was inserted into the mist, a bean-sized flame ignited on the top of the Seven Souls. Although the flame was small, it made the already scorching desert feel even more burning.
Even though Li Yan was standing in the air, he could still feel the burning and stinging sensation on his skin.
All this happened in a flash. With the naked eye, you would only see a blur and a small flame appeared below.
At the moment the flame was lit, Li Yan heard the continuous painful roar of the little purple dragon elephant in his mind. This was because his mind was connected with the little purple dragon elephant.
Li Yan could immediately sense the pain in the other person's soul.
Hearing the roars gradually weakening, Li Yan knew that the little purple elephant was just temporarily enduring the pain.
Looking at the bean-sized flame and then at the tall wick formed by the seven souls, Li Yan guessed that it would be considered a node only when the wick formed by the seven souls burned out.
But Li Yan couldn't guess how long it would take to successfully smelt it.
Li Yan just stood in the air without moving, his spiritual consciousness locked tightly around it.
About half an hour later, the scene below changed again.
The crystal skull, which was originally as big as half a tabletop, began to curl up rapidly under the burning of the three souls and seven spirits, like a feather that encountered high temperature, constantly rising and bending inward.
Under Li Yan's gaze, in the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the three souls and seven spirits were firmly wrapped in the middle, forming a crystal clear eggshell.
As the last crack in the skull closed, Li Yan's consciousness was also blocked. His consciousness was actually isolated and he could no longer detect the situation of the three souls and seven spirits in the skull.
And of course Li Yan didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to forcefully spy on her.
Li Yan still just stood silently in the air. The little purple dragon elephant had a different relationship with him than the Snow Mosquito King. It had saved Li Yan's life many times.
You can say that Li Yan is mercenary, but of course he will cherish anyone who has done him a favor even more.
If it weren't for the little purple dragon elephant sacrificing its life to burn its soul, Li Yan and Zhao Min would have either hidden in the "spotted earth" and been trapped in the seven-color space forever, or died immediately. This time, the little purple dragon elephant's choice was also due to Li Yan's provocation. Li Yan wanted it to become stronger together and accompany him all the way through the fairy mountains.
If we let it continue to be weak, the two will eventually drift further and further apart.
"The soul is the oil, the spirit is the core, and the bones are the seat. Can you make it through?"
Just as Li Yan was thinking about it, the almost inaudible voice of the little purple dragon elephant suddenly came to his mind.
"Master, I can only retain a trace of consciousness to keep the soul lamp burning. Please take care!"
Then, there was dead silence, with only the disturbing sound of the desert altitude coming over us.
Li Yan listened silently. He did not transmit any sound in his mind. Just like that, he did not know how long he stood in the air. There was no night patrol here, only the silent passage of time.
At some point, Li Yan's figure had quietly disappeared, leaving only a scorching desert behind him.
The five-colored ring in the sky, like the sun that never sets in the west, and the vibrant scenery in the east form two completely different heavens and earths.
As Li Yan returned to the riverside with green grass and sat cross-legged again, he began to practice again.
While Li Yan was practicing hard, "Falling Star Valley" had also begun to fall into a huge crisis.
Ever since sect leader Lin Xinghe personally took action to wipe out the hidden enemies around three months ago, although there was a period of time during which the disciples of "Falling Star Valley" were able to go out as freely as before.
It was as if Lin Xinghe's killing spree really frightened some of the villains.
But the good times did not last long. Less than half a month later, the enemies targeting "Falling Star Valley" reappeared, and their attacks on them became more and more frequent and more and more brutal.
In the end, it developed to the point that any disciple from "Falling Star Valley" who went out would be ambushed.
Although Lin Xinghe personally inspected again in anger, his strength was limited after all, and he could only focus on one thing and lose sight of another.
Moreover, he did not dare to go too far away from the "Falling Star Valley" alone. Without the deterrence of the Grand Elder, he himself would be in great danger.
In just one month, transactions between "Falling Star Valley" and those outside the valley have developed to the point where they can no longer proceed normally.
For this reason, "Falling Star Valley" often needs to send out four or five foundation-building cultivators to guard a transaction, and even large-scale transactions need to be escorted by Lin Xinghe himself.
As a result, not only did the income of "Falling Star Valley" drop significantly, but after a series of disciples being killed, no disciple dared to go out easily anymore.
For a time, the people of "Falling Star Valley" were in a panic, rumors were spreading privately, and the sect showed signs of rapid decline.
More than 500 miles deep behind the "Falling Star Valley", in a courtyard, three people were standing there.
A young man in a red robe was looking up at the tree canopy that covered the entire courtyard like a giant umbrella, with dappled sunlight scattered on his face.
The young man in red robe had black hair and a baby-like face, rosy and red. He looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.
Behind him, there were two people standing with their hands hanging down, a middle-aged man in a green robe and an old man in white clothes who was about fifty years old.
It was Lin Xinghe and his senior brother. Seeing that the young man didn't speak, they maintained a respectful attitude and didn't dare to step forward to disturb him.
After a long time, the red-robed young man withdrew his gaze.
"Their crazy probing has already developed to the final stage, and now the Holy Demon Palace seems to be unaware of it. It is estimated that it will not take long before the other party will blatantly come to our door.
Xingmo, can you please tell me the details one by one?"
Although the red-robed young man withdrew his gaze, he still did not look at the two people behind him. He just casually cast his eyes on the courtyard wall, as if he was attracted by the green vines on the wall.
Although he looked young, his words sounded extremely old-fashioned, giving people a very strange illusion.
"Uncle Master, this matter is urgent, otherwise we would not have come to disturb you to come out of retreat. Twenty-six disciples in the valley have died or are missing.
Among them, there are two deacons in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the rest are disciples above the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Stage. In addition, a traitor in the Foundation Establishment Stage was found and killed.
Currently, normal transactions with the outside world have almost been interrupted. Just as Uncle-Master said, based on the information that has been explored, the four tribes of aliens are about to launch a massive attack.
The disciple also judged that the reason why the other party had not taken action yet was to test the attitude of the Holy Demon Palace in the final stage. "
The old man in white at the back slowly told his analysis of the situation, and his result was almost the same as the judgment of the young man in red.
"So many deaths? Twenty-six people, and there is even a foundation-building cultivator. This is already a serious injury."
The red-robed young man slowly walked to the stone table and sat down.
In a second-rate sect like theirs, all the cultivators added up do not exceed four hundred people, including servants and outer disciples.
The twenty-six people who died or disappeared were all at least at the seventh level of Qi Condensation Stage, which made them one of the most powerful new forces in "Falling Star Valley".
With so many outstanding disciples of the sect dying at once, I wonder how many years it will take to recover.
"The Cangyu Clan, the Snow Moon Wolf Clan, the Wind Breaker Clan, and the Night Fox Clan..."
The red-robed young man tapped his fingers lightly on the stone table.
He was lost in thought for a moment.
After about a cup of tea, the red-robed boy's tapping fingers paused.