Nine Realms Sword Master

Use the soul power of the heavenly soul to rebuild the soul mansion, and self-styled the heavenly soul in it, just like a caterpillar becomes a pupa and a cocoon becomes a butterfly.

The violent gluttonous heavenly soul seemed extremely reluctant, but it represented Bai Ye's own will, unable to resist, and soon used his soul power to construct a huge soul palace.

Bai Ye frowned slightly, and his face turned pale. When the soul palace was formed, the heavenly soul stopped providing soul power for it, and the soul power in his body immediately became scarce.

After this lasted three full hours, the soul power at the soul house finally solidified.

It is not difficult to recast the soul palace, but no one who has awakened the soul will seal his soul palace stupidly, which is almost equivalent to self-defeating cultivation base.

Although only temporarily.

Bai Ye opened his eyes again, and at this moment, he was back to a state without a heavenly soul.

He picked up the book and continued to examine it.

The sword moves in the books seem to be tangible, but in fact they are ever-changing and dexterous.

I don't know how long it took after I had read the whole book.

He took a deep breath, put the book back in the distance, the time should be about the same, turned and walked towards the first floor.

"Someone has come down on the second floor."

As soon as Bai Ye's figure appeared at the top of the stairs, someone exhaled.

"Huh? Isn't that White Night? Didn't he just arrive on the second floor five days ago? Why did he go up again today?"

Five days ago?

Unknowingly, five days have passed?

Bai Ye thought for a moment, looking at the old man over there, but saw that the old man still closed his eyes and took a nap, seeming to turn a deaf ear to everything around him.

He walked over and clasped his fists: "Thank you, senior."

The old man opened his eyes slightly and glanced at him. The dim pupils suddenly contracted a few times, but they soon returned to normal. He said indifferently: "Good students practice, don't let the sect cultivate you."

"Bai Ye will definitely work hard." Bai Ye nodded.

After all, people go to the layman.

When Bai Ye left, the old man opened his turbid eyes, slowly got up, walked to the stone tablet, casually, the stone tablet bloomed with rich purple light, which attracted a layer of disciples to exclaim.

He walked the stairs and came to the bookshelf on the second floor. He looked at the thin sword book on the bookshelf. After a moment of silence, he picked it up. A flame burned on the sword book inexplicably, and it quickly turned into ash.

"The sword book you swear to protect finally has a heir. No matter what his future accomplishments, at least... you have completed your mission."

.....

The mutation of the heavenly soul does not allow the heavenly soul to recast the soul mansion to complete the mutation, but also needs to constantly beat and percuss the soul mansion, just like casting a sword.

During this period of time, Bai Ye has been hiding in the back mountain to practice, recasting the soul mansion by virtue of the powerful body of "The King Kong Immortal".

Of course, the necessary "Fa Soul Pill" is indispensable.

Although the heavenly soul turned into a soul house, Bai Ye didn't have the slightest worries. After practicing, people are hearty and happy.

"Woo...oooooo..."

At this moment, choking sounds came from a distance.

Bai Ye frowned and opened his eyes, but saw that the group of disciples who had just entered the sect showed sorrow one by one and ran towards this place with tears. After seeing Bai Ye, everyone knelt down and cried: " Brother Bai, please call the shots for us!!"

"It's you again?" Bai Ye didn't see Zhang Dazhuang, and shook his head indifferently: "I have already said that you can find other people for your backers, so don't bother me."

"But... Brother, some people don't think so."

"Who?"

"Lin Zhengshu! He thought we were following you, so he attacked us. Zhang Dazhuang was under his plot, and now he is seriously injured. If it weren't for the Zongmen elders to make the move in time, I'm afraid he would have returned for nine days." A disciple. Crying.

When Bai Ye heard this, she frowned, "Lin Zhengshu? Who?"

"He is Guan Chengfei's brother of worship. It is said that his strength is not weaker than that of the dragon and tiger ranking masters. This person rarely makes moves. No one knows what level of cultivation he has now. However, anyone who opposes him has fallen. Come to an end, Brother Bai, didn't you meet him the last time you were flying in the Dragon Tiger Terrace?"

The man in white clothes?

Bai Ye frowned, got up and left: "He hasn't attacked me yet? He has attacked Zhang Dazhuang. It has nothing to do with me. If you want to avenge your grievances, you should go to Zongmen elders, not me."

Those disciples rushed over and knelt before him.

"Brother Bai, the **** method of Lin Zhengshu is too poisonous! It leaves no traces. He forged things like an accident. There is no evidence. Even if we call the elders, it won’t help. So Brother Bai, only you can do it right now. We are in charge." Several people were crying.

Bai Ye shook his head and left without being moved.

Of course, it’s not that he was hard-hearted. Lin Zhengshu came to him, and he couldn’t get out of his body. As for ignoring these disciples, his purpose was to divert Lin Zhengshu’s attention and directly attack him as the master. It is to help these guys. Once they get involved with these guys, then Lin Zhengshu's target range will be broader.

Bai Ye came to the wooden man's room, intending to add some pills, but in front of the wooden man's room, a figure was looking at him with a smile, and seemed to have been waiting for him.

Lin Zhengshu.

Just talking about him, I didn't expect him to come to the door so quickly.

"You will come to the Murenfang to redeem the medicine at this point every day. Did you know that because of your appearance, the top ten experts on the Dragon and Tiger list do not have enough magic soul pills to practice." Lin Zhengshu said with a smile. His face was white and clean, and he seemed harmless to humans and animals, and it was difficult to put him with the cunning conspirator.

"My business seems to have nothing to do with you, right?" Bai Ye said indifferently.

"If you didn't have a dragon-tiger duel with Guan Chengfei, maybe there would be no communication between you and me." His smile gradually converged.

"You want to avenge him?"

"If I want to avenge him, I must throw a sword order at you. However, your strength is extraordinary, and I have not the confidence to defeat you." He still smiled, as if there was no other expression besides this.

Bai Ye shook his head and walked towards the wooden house.

But just as he passed by Lin Zhengshu, a whisper floated in his ears.

"Although I won't fight you in a showdown on the Dragon Tiger Platform, there are so many ways in this world. I want to attack you, so why be fair?"

Threat!

This is a stark threat.

Bai Ye stopped and turned to look at him.

"So you're going to play secretly?"

"What kind of dark hand? Is there a difference? A good hand can achieve the goal." Lin Zhengshu said with a smile.

But the next second he was hit hard in the abdomen, and the whole person rolled backwards and fell to the ground severely.

Lin Zhengshu clutched his abdomen, his smile stiffened and his expression twisted.

Watching Bai Ye stepping forward, he grabbed his hair and pulled him towards the Dragon Tiger Terrace.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Zhengshu struggled, crying in pain: "This is not Longhutai. You attacked me openly and violated the door rules! Are you not afraid of being punished by the elders?"

"The fight between the disciples can only face the wall for one month, but before that, I can solve you. Since you want to stand in a position that is hostile to me, then there is nothing to discuss between you and me. You like to use it. Dark hand, then I will use the bare hand!"

The voice of the white night is cold.

"you...."

Lin Zhengshu never expected that this white night would be so fierce that he would take it if he said it.

Along the way, the disciples looked frequently, and they all recognized Bai Ye, the great red man who had caused troubles in the Soulless Sect.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Zhengshu almost fell to the ground, all his hair was torn off, but he didn't yell, and the corners of his mouth opened up and laughed again, but his eyes were full of viciousness, staring at the white night.

"You will regret what you did."

"But before that, you have to face the status quo first." Bai Ye drew out the sword order, threw it on the ground, and said indifferently: "I challenge you, Dragon Tiger Terrace, life and death!"

"I refuse." Lin Zhengshu said without hesitation.

"This matter will soon spread across the sect."

"I know, even though I will face scandal, but you will also face a month of confinement. You and I are tied!" Lin Zhengshu smiled.

He knew that once he took the sword order, he would be slashed by Bai Ye on the ring. He was not as impulsive as Guan Chengfei, and would rather bear the burden of humiliation than lose his life in vain.

"I guess you will refuse, and I know I will be confined for a month soon."

"Then what can you do?" Lin Zhengshu asked with a smile.

"of course?"

Bai Ye raised his fist directly and shook it.

Lin Zhengshu was stunned and hurriedly raised his fist to resist.

But Bai Ye's attack was too sudden to dodge in time. He immediately took a few punches and was dizzy.

Bai Ye didn't have the slightest politeness, and with a violent beating, Lin Zhengshu could no longer climb up.

The disciples around were startled, and when they saw that it was White Night, no one dared to stop him. Until law enforcement disciples arrived, they were pulled away.

Without any accident, Bai Ye was fined into the Sigui Waterfall for a month of meditation, and gave a serious warning. Lin Zhengshu was not well, his whole body was broken by a dozen bones, and he was in bed for a month. When Yuzai came out of the Sihui Waterfall, he was still walking with his cane and limping.

He didn't pay attention to Lin Zhengshu. He knew that the character of this person wouldn't just leave it alone, but he also made a plan. Since Lin Zhengshu would not give up, he would naturally take the initiative.

Now that he is injured, I believe that he will not act rashly in the near future, and he will be able to win some preparation time.

Sitting in front of Sihui Waterfall for a month, the soul house in his body has not moved.

It seems that the mutation of the heavenly soul is the same as the awakening of the heavenly soul, it is not that easy.

Because of the soul mansion recasting problem, the cultivation base has stagnated, but what surprised Bai Ye is that the magic soul pill can still be absorbed perfectly, and the soul mansion seems to be still absorbing the power of the medicine?

During this period of time, Bai Ye could only practice "Jinghong Footwork" and "Lightning Sword Art" every day in the back mountain, or go to the wooden room to exchange magic soul pill.

Not long after the leisurely days, a strange rumor spread.

Because of the recasting of the Soul Mansion, Bai Ye currently has no soul power at all. Unexpectedly, this has caused some disciples to mistakenly believe that Bai Ye's cultivation base has increased sharply, reaching the eighth level of the soul realm that can be restrained! In fact, he is only at the sixth level.

White night naturally doesn't care about the gossip outside. He still goes back to the mountain, residence, wooden house, three o'clock and one line every day as usual. When there are elders giving lectures, he will also go to the lectures.

The "Nine Souls Sword Art" cannot be practiced before the Heavenly Soul has completed its mutation. You can only practice the "King Kong Immortal" and other techniques.

Because of the white night, the disciples of the new beginners finally have some status in the clan, and they can also freely enter and exit the wooden house. The rules of the wooden house have been completely subverted.

These new disciples were naturally grateful to Bai Ye. Although Bai Ye did not admit it, he had long been regarded as the boss.

The years of cultivation are always the most boring, and it didn't take long for a news that made all the disciples excited and excited to spread throughout the Soulless Sect.

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