After Moxiu was beaten back, he disappeared without a trace, until now there is no news.
Although Chang Yi thought it was unlikely, the crisis many years ago left a deep impression on him, so he took out the magic weapon of searching for souls and said, "Bring the personal belongings of a few people."
Yuan Ling had prepared it a long time ago and handed it over immediately.
Chang Yi just extracted the aura of several previous lives, and waited to search for their souls one by one, and call them back.
But as time passed, the expression on his face became more and more serious.
Seeing this, Yuan Ling said, "Master Zu, how is it?"
Chang Yi withdrew his mana, with a sharp look in his eyes, "The souls of these people are no longer in this world."
Yuan Ling was stunned and said, "Could it be reincarnated?"
Chang Yi glanced at him coldly, "As a monk, if the soul is not broken, it will take at least a hundred years to be reincarnated."
Yuan Ling was surprised, "Could it be that what I said was true, that it was Moxiu who broke up the souls of my three good disciples?"
Chang Yi withdrew the magic weapon, and said calmly, "Only in the distraction stage can one have the ability to disperse the soul, and that small secret realm can only allow people with mid-stage Golden Core cultivation to enter at most. If my guess is correct, there must be some What kind of magic weapon has hidden the souls of your three apprentices, and even I can't detect a single bit." He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who is it that has such a magic weapon lurking in my Qiyang Sect? , for what purpose?"
The coercion on his body made Yuan Ling breathless, seeing that the master was really angry, his thoughts turned in his mind, and he said, "Master, there is a doubter in my heart, I don't know whether to speak or not. "
Chang Yi returned to that seat, and said calmly, "Who is it?"
Yuan Ling respectfully said, "It's the banquet."
"Is he just a disciple whose spiritual roots have been destroyed?" Chang Yi asked.
Yuan Ling immediately replied, "That's because I haven't told what happened later. The Suyi real person gave up half of his golden core for the feast to shape a fake spiritual root. After staying in the secret realm for less than a year, he became a spiritual root." After two years of cultivation, I have entered the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Now, after 50 years of training with Master Suyi, I have become the early stage of Golden Core!"
When he said this, there was both jealousy and resentment in his heart.
Jealous of Yan Rong having such aptitude and talent, and resenting that this should be his apprentice, but was taken advantage of by that Su Yi Daoist.
How could he not hate it in his heart, even if he couldn't get it, he would ruin the banquet.
Rao Chang Yi, who has lived for more than a thousand years, can't help showing a surprised expression. One must know that he only entered the Golden Core Stage at the age of one hundred with such aptitude, but it took only seventy years for this kid named Yan Rong. The time is already so powerful, and his spiritual root is not the best single spiritual root.
"Interesting, I want to see what's different about this kid?" Although Chang Yi was hesitant, he was more curious about such a talented person, and there was also a trace of inexplicable jealousy.
He claimed to be a rare genius in the cultivation world back then. Although he also had dual spiritual roots, he was still not as good as this brat. Even though he has become a powerful man in the distraction stage, he is still a little unhappy.
Yuan Ling heard the unfathomable in his words, and was overjoyed at the moment, and quickly said, "After one month, there will be the Zongmen Grand Competition, and then the master can watch the banquet competition. If there is really any difference in him Where the master is so advanced, he will definitely be able to see it."
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