Nine Realms Sword Master

"You kid, you're really lucky." The bean-sized eyes of Emperor Qianlong scanned Bai Ye up and down, and his big mouth that almost kept squatting made a sound of tsk tsk: "Not bad, it's actually four Zuner transforms into a heavenly soul!"

"I promise you never had my talents when you were my age."

"Who said that? Don't think that your four mutated heavenly souls are very powerful. Compared with this great emperor, they are still far behind! This great emperor is a genius like no one in a million, otherwise he would not have achieved the emperor state!" Emperor Long immediately refused to accept it, and said with a snort.

"Okay, okay, you are the best, why don't you explain to me what is called the Heavenly Soul Link!" Bai Ye chuckled.

Emperor Qianlong cast a glance at him, and said: "The link of heavenly souls is to integrate and bridge the multiple heavenly souls born of one person."

"Fusion? Four heavenly souls merge into one?"

"That's not true, but although the shapes are different, they seem to be one." Emperor Qianlong smiled and said: "The bridge of heaven and soul is actually not a method, but a unique soul-cultivating spell created by the emperor himself."

"You created it yourself?"

"Yes, only this family, there is nothing to learn from other places." Emperor Qianlong raised his head and said proudly: "You should feel lucky, you have awakened the four heavenly souls, and met the greatest emperor in the Nine Souls Continent. You are a strong person, you are doomed to not be ordinary in this life!"

"How can you brag like that?"

"Bragging? You're ignorant, brat. You'll know later whether the Great Emperor is bragging!"

Emperor Qianlong snorted and said, "You should stabilize your mind first, and temporarily seal the four heavenly souls, so as not to overflow any soul power."

Although Bai Ye was skeptical, he knew that Qianlong would not harm him, so he did what he said, stabilized his mind, and sealed his soul.

"Dissipate the soul power on your body."

Bai Ye did as he did, and a large amount of pure soul power immediately overflowed from the pores of his body, but the sky soul did not continue to supply it. After the soul power dissipated, Bai Ye had no soul power around him, just like an ordinary person without soul cultivation.

"Empty the souls of the sky, return them to the beginning, find common ground, try to integrate these coexistences, and achieve the purpose of linking the souls of the sky..."

Bai Ye's expression became serious, and he followed step by step.

After the sky soul is emptied,

It is indeed easy to find commonalities, but the characteristics of the four heavenly souls are completely different, and each has its own advantages. Even if commonalities are found, it is a very common commonality, and most of the heavenly souls have it.

"How to connect?" Bai Ye asked.

"Try to mobilize the second celestial soul in the same way as the first celestial soul."

"The soul meridian of each Heavenly Soul is different. If you do this, the second Heavenly Soul will not have soul power." Bai Ye shook his head.

"You try to do it."

Seeing Qianlong's insistence, Bai Ye didn't refute it, and acted accordingly.

But soon, he shook his head: "It's useless."

"If it's useless, then continue to do it, keep doing it, use the method of urging the first celestial soul to urge the second day's soul, and then use the second day's soul to urge the third celestial soul, and the third celestial soul urges to use The soul of the fourth day, the soul of the fourth day reminds you to use the soul of the first day! Do you understand?"

Bai Ye nodded, although he didn't know the intention, he still patiently followed suit.

Obviously, the connection of the heavenly souls could not be completed overnight. One person and one beast entered the small town tavern, but Bai Ye did not drink, and continued to push, but none of the four heavenly souls responded, and there was no soul surge in the soul veins.

Bai Ye closed his eyes tightly and continued to search for patterns, while Emperor Qianlong kept pouring fine wine from the sidelines and drank comfortably.

This sitting is a full three days of effort.

Three days later, a flash of inspiration flashed in his brain, and Bai Ye seemed to have captured something, and fell into a deep exploration.

A celestial soul is like a world. In the past, Bai Ye simply thought that the celestial soul was just a thread that bridged the Jiuchongtian and the physical body. Through this thread, the soul master mastered the power of the celestial soul, and glimpsed the mystery and beauty of the 9th heaven. Divine will, however, this so-called thread is far from as simple as the soul master imagined.

What Qianlong taught is to constantly find out the laws of all the soul veins of the heavenly soul.

Empyrean?

All of a sudden, Bai Ye's whole body was shaken, and his spirit immediately traveled to the Nine Heavens.

Yes, it is soul power. Even though the method of generating soul power of each heavenly soul is different, and the attributes of soul energy of each heavenly soul are different, the soul power of all heavenly souls comes from the Nine Heavens. This is a commonality , a common feature.

"A chopstick is easy to break, but a chopstick is hard and unbreakable."

Qianlong Emperor, who was belching constantly after drinking, said casually.

Bai Ye heard the sound, but it seemed as if something had been opened in his heart.

It took another seven days for this enlightenment, and even though the tavern was closed, Bai Ye never left. The souls who often come to the tavern to drink point and talk about it.

"Who do you think this guy is? He has been sitting here for seven days, as if dead, motionless."

"What is that ugly monster next to it? It's really drinkable. I see at least a hundred jars of osmanthus brewed in it a day, just like a wine barrel!"

"The owner of the tavern has made a lot of money. I don't know how much the top-quality soul stone is for the seven days of wine."

Until the eighth day, a faint halo overflowed from Bai Ye's body, and a ray of golden light shot up into the sky, shaking the spirits of the people in the tavern.

Break through?

This halo is impressively in the Martial Soul Realm!

"It's almost there?"

The Qianlong Emperor, who was so drunk, laughed and said.

"Ok."

Bai Ye nodded, opened his eyes, and the aura and divine light in his pupils kept stirring.

"What's next?"

"Go to Feihuang Pavilion, I have some senior sisters and brothers there, how about you?"

"Continue to practice."

"That's good." Bai Ye waved his hand: "Boss, pay the bill."

"Hey, guest officer, there are a total of one hundred and seventy-two top-grade soul stones."

"More than a hundred top-quality soul stones?" Bai Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to stare at Qianlong.

"Boy, I've taught you so much, it's not too much to treat me to a drink, right?"

"Not too much!"

The corner of Bai Ye's mouth slightly raised, and he took out a ring.

When Emperor Qianlong saw it, his eyes straightened.

That is Lang Tianya's storage ring. As the overlord of the Qunzong Domain and the leader of Tianxia Peak, his ring is a golden mountain.

Bai Ye took out two hundred soul stones casually, and then got up to leave. Seeing this, Qianlong Emperor immediately stuck them over, laughing.

"Although that Lang Tianya is no different from an ant in the eyes of this great emperor, there must be something good in his ring, so let this great emperor see it."

"Ant things, what good can there be? As the great emperor, are you so spineless?" Bai Ye stared.

"What is spineless? I'm just looking at it." Emperor Qianlong snorted.

Bai Yexin smiled, shook his head, took out a bunch of materials from the ring, and threw it over.

"take it."

"Oh? So refreshing?"

"I saved the materials to make the organ man, the others are useless, you can use it, it can be regarded as compensation for the loss of your previous rescue of me."

"Oh, you still have a little conscience."

Qianlong said, putting it away happily.

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Phoenix Pavilion.

Singing birds and fragrant flowers, surrounded by green trees, this colorful world is like a fairyland on earth.

Every disciple of Feihuang Pavilion is dressed brightly, and has been nourished by the sound of nature for a long time, and his appearance is constantly improving. All the disciples are handsome men and beautiful women.

And on the southeast side of Feihuang Pavilion, in front of a waterfall, several well-dressed disciples are sitting in front of the waterfall like a silver dragon, playing and drinking tea, all of them have extraordinary temperament, like immortals.

Bursts of fairy sounds floated in all directions, attracting graceful butterflies, and the scene was magnificent.

A handsome man in white clothes and red sleeves with long fluttering hair stood on a boulder, facing the waterfall, and played a jasper flute.

After finishing the song, the disciples around were still intoxicated by it, unable to regain their composure for a long time.

"This song "Flowing Water from Immortals" has a mysterious artistic conception, profound meaning, and endless aftertaste. Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"Brother Lian's music realm is getting higher and higher!"

The surrounding Feihuang Pavilion disciples immediately praised him.

"Everyone, brothers and sisters, it's absurd. Compared with the brothers and sisters of the same sect, it's still much worse."

Lian Canghuang put away his flute and smiled, although he said so, the pride and complacency in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Senior brother, you are too modest! Your melody contains a profound soul state that is difficult to analyze, but also contains energy and spirit. Just listening to it makes people fall into the mood, and it is difficult to extricate themselves."

"Junior sisters and younger brothers, don't make fun of me."

Lian Canghuang smiled slightly, with more and more complacency in his eyes.

"Who?"

At this moment, a female disciple suddenly gave a low shout, and everyone looked towards the intersection.

But I saw a group of strange figures carefully walking out from behind the big tree by the road.

"Oh?"

The female disciple glanced at the person who came, and snorted coldly: "Who am I? It's you? Didn't I tell you? Just stay in the room arranged for you, don't run around, if I disturb you Brothers and sisters in the sect are cultivating, can you afford it?"

The faces of those people were a little ugly, and they were speechless.

These are the disciples of the Longyuan Sect. With the help of Yinxueyue, they successfully entered the Feihuang Pavilion and got the protection of the Feihuang Pavilion. Originally, everyone wanted to calm down and practice well, waiting for news from Tianxia Peak and the Mo family. Unexpectedly, the heavenly sounds from the disciples of the Feihuang Pavilion kept coming from all over the place when they were practicing. They couldn't control it at all, and they were always attracted by these beautiful sounds.

"I'm sorry... the flute sound was so pleasant just now, we...we couldn't bear it..." a disciple of Longyuan Sect whispered.

"You lowly people also know how to play tricks?"

Lian Canghuang smiled contemptuously.

"A lowly person?" The disciples of the Longyuan faction changed their faces.

"Isn't it?" Lian Canghuang frowned, and before he could speak, the disciple of Feihuang Pavilion next to him spoke up: "Your Longyuan Sect has been destroyed by Tianxia Peak, none of the elders of the sect is here, and the Longyuan Sect is dead in name only, aren't you? What are lowly people? If Junior Sister Yin and Lord Jiuxin hadn't kindly taken you in, how could you have entered my Holy Land?"

"Without our Phoenix Pavilion, you would have died long ago!"

"We said you were lowly people, and you are!"

The disciples of Feihuang Pavilion shouted loudly, all of them arrogant.

Everyone's faces turned pale, and their eyes were red.

"What? Do you want to do it?"

Lian Canghuang's eyes froze, and he held a flower on the flute in his hand, and a mysterious aura swayed from the flute.

"Just because you want to fight Senior Brother Lian? Do you know what Senior Brother Lian is? Not long ago, he was a genius who got the Candidate Order of the First Sect of the Wanxiang Sect! If you go together, you can't match Senior Brother Lian's finger!" A disciple snorted.

"You guys are just too deceitful!"

A disciple of Longyuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he wanted to run away and charge over.

But in the next second, a hand was on his shoulder.

"Junior Brother Chen, don't be impulsive!"

A hoarse voice sounded.

People turned their heads and looked, Miao Yifang led the remaining disciples of the Longyuan sect to the...