In the end, he agreed to the request of the Five Ghosts Sanren, and chose the latter between being greedy for life and fear of death and going out to the mountains.

The inner breath is small, and the little soul-chasing practice is superb. At least the way to collect herbs is to think. Continuing to stay in the mountains is like walking in the brocade clothes at night for the young and passionate herbs... In addition to the vague threats of the Five Ghosts Sanren and earnest temptations, the collection of herbs resolutely brought the "Chen Piercing Headband" and became the descendant of the Vajra Head Tuo lineage!

However, the method of wearing the "dust-proof headband" on the herb collection head is very different from that of the Vajra Head.

Vajra Tauto directly put the "monster-vibrating headband" on his head, and people will suddenly realize at first sight that this person must be a Buddhist monk who practices with hair. At the same time, such a headband is also the authentic outfit of Buddhist Tauto and practitioners.

But Wugui Sanren was a Taoist priest. Although it was only temporary, he couldn't accept it for a while. So after the Pichen headband was in the hands of collecting herbs, it was already refined by Wugui Sanren to the size of a thumb, turning into a golden ring with hair tied. The original Taoist bun on the herbs turned into a free and unrestrained ponytail.

It is said that this is the most proud outfit of the ancient and modern times. It is to put together their hair into a bunch of rings or jade belts to form a braid. The braid flows down like a flowing ponytail, which looks clean and free and unrestrained.

He collected herbs and shook his head with a novel ponytail, glared at the Five Ghosts Sanren, and said in disbelief: "What! Do you want to block the 'soul control breath' of this young man? How can that young man rely on to travel to the world?"

"Look at your promising moment!" The Five Ghosts Sanren rolled his eyes and said angrily: "It's just that we locked the 'soul-controlling breath' of your Lieque Qihai with the 'reincarnation Talisman Array', so that the unique aura of our sect's sect will not leak out. It will not hinder your internal breath. Instead, it will have the ability to condense and temper the body and circulate purification! Since you are ungrateful, then..."

When I picked the medicine, I was relieved when I heard the first sentence of the Five Ghosts Sanren. Before I could wait for the second half of the Five Ghosts Sanren to say, I quickly cut it off and said, "Master, take action! Let's go ahead!"

"It's too late!"

The Five Ghosts Sanren waved his sleeves, and a black booklet fell on the hands of collecting herbs. Just as the collection of herbs was stunned, the Five Ghosts Sanren in front of him suddenly showed an unconcealed fatigue and said listlessly: "Do it yourself! Your 'soul control breath' was refined with the help of your master! This booklet records some of the experiences of your master's practice of this sect. The method of condensing the sect of the sect is also included. If you can truly condense it successfully, it will definitely be of great help to comprehend the "Soul Control Sutra" of this sect!"

"Master! What's wrong with you?" Cai Xie asked in surprise.

This and tone... I have never heard the Five Ghosts Sanren speak in this tone for eight years after collecting herbs, and they are dead, lifeless, and their voices do not fluctuate at all... This is very different from the Five Ghosts Sanren's tone that is usually ups and downs for their disrespect for their old age.

The Five Ghosts Sanren looked deeply at the collection of herbs, turned his head and waved to the Xuan Tieman who had always sat firmly: "He said... I'll leave my disciple to you! I'll do my best!"

I was shocked when I collected the medicine. The Five Ghosts Sanren actually used the word "Old" word. Could it be... I recalled the words "When I was doing it recently, I couldn't help but believe it a little when I said "I haven't had much time" to the Five Ghosts Sanren.

He could not believe in collecting herbs. The Five Ghosts Sanren's face is now gray, his eyes are dull, and he no longer has the spirit of getting old and becoming stronger.

I was silent when I collected the medicine and thought about the grace of Wugui Sanren’s teachings and raising for eight years. I felt so frustrated and uncomfortable in my chest. I opened my mouth and couldn’t speak a word.

"Is there really no way?" Xuan Tie Dao Ren's voice clanging. I don't know if it was an illusion. I actually heard a sad feeling of a rabbit and a fox in it, but I heard the meaning of Xuan Tie Dao Ren... I didn't realize that my heart moved, and I turned my head to look at the Five Ghosts Sanren.

The Five Ghosts Sanren smiled bitterly, "I finally couldn't hold back... The secret wounds left by the Qingling Island Battle in the past will occur once every day. After twenty years, my body has been dragged down!... In fact, it's not impossible to do anything, it's just a little risk!"

The Five Ghosts Sanren stood up, raised his hand and touched the head of collecting medicine, and sighed: "It's a pity that I didn't wait for me! It seems that my master is going to go into seclusion!"

"It's 'time not me and me'! Master, you're wrong again!" Cai Xie's eyes were a little red, but I still wanted to see the Wugui Sanren was in a state of spirit and bickering with his own family... Unfortunately, the Wugui Sanren just smiled this time, rubbed the herb's forehead, and ignored the provocative words of the herb.

"Go with your uncle! You are really going to retreat!" The words of the Five Ghosts Sanren showed a helpless and free manner: "The thirty-seven casual cultivators of Qingling Island were the oldest, and they lived the longest! That's..." But his heart was collecting herbs and sank.

The stone gate of the Soul-Supporting Hall behind him closed.

The Xuan Tieman sighed: "Let's go!"

I got up after collecting herbs, raised my sleeves and wiped the blood on my forehead, and suddenly remembered: Since I went up the mountain, I have never knelt down and worshipped the Five Ghosts Sanren like this.

At that time, the words of the Five Ghosts were exactly the same as those of the Fuhuazi: What we scattered cultivators pursued was freedom and no restraint. How could we have so many cumbersome rituals to serve Dao Master?

Cai Xie had a urge to cry. She rubbed her nose hard, turned her head and walked, and after walking a few steps, she turned around suddenly, and a strange look appeared in her bright eyes, and she smiled and said, "Nine out of the ten sentences of my master's words are empty! Don't believe him!" Cai Xie Xie said that she was saying to the Xuan Tie Daoist, and also to herself.

After collecting the herbs, he ignored Xuan Tie Dao Ren's strange eyes suddenly changed. He turned around and took a few steps, kicked open the low stone door of "Yaoshiju" and lowered his head and went in. When he came out again, there was a yellow gourd slightly larger than a slap on his waist.

It is the original "soul refining gourd"!

However, it is not appropriate to call the soul refining gourd today "soul refining gourd", because the "soul refining talisman" and "the life soul of the master of Yan" have turned into a "soul control breath" and refined into the body of collecting herbs.

However, this gourd is not an ordinary thing after all. I have been taking herbs for three years and I am reluctant to throw it away.

Looking around the entire soul refining cave, I was about to give some sighs before parting to dilute the inexplicable sadness in my heart.

But his eyes suddenly paused on the inconspicuous stone chamber at the right of the Soul-Healing Hall. This stone chamber is considered the smallest stone chamber in the Soul Refining Cave. The stone chamber is hidden in the cave where the sky light can never be shined. It looks like a cold and lonely feeling, but this cold and lonely stone chamber is the residence of a young girl.

Choosing herbs sighed. He thought that he would not see his junior sister's pure and lovely face and slim and cool figure for several years, and felt a little disappointed in his heart. However, a bold idea that followed him suddenly made his heart beat faster and he couldn't stop.

Recalling the hateful face of Baiqi, who was from a famous sect, I suddenly felt like "don't wait for me" when I picked herbs, and thought to myself: "It's better to start first! Then you will cause disaster! The ancients's famous sayings will not be wrong!...Does it! If it doesn't work, the junior sister will chop and kill, and the younger brother will be three thousand miles away; if it works...hehe..."

These dirty thoughts flashed through the hearts of collecting medicine. I looked around and smiled awkwardly at the Xuan Tieman standing quietly: "Can Uncle Master... that... avoid one or two! My nephew has some private matters to do!"

The Xuan Tie Dao nodded very simply, glanced at the stone chamber with his eyes exposed outside the iron face, thinking about it, but his feet were straightforward, and he went far in just a few steps. It seemed to be a kind of exquisite body technique.

Seeing that the back of the Xuan Tie Dao Ren finally turned around the fork in the road, he took a deep breath, and the inside breathing movement was filled with a faint black light from his left thumb. He touched his junior sister's room with his hands and feet. He moved the little soul-chasing movement, and his thumb was portrayed horizontally. The broken stones were like powder, and the stone chips fell down, and a line of crooked words appeared on it...

"Dear junior sister! Brother, I'm leaving! You miss me! Right..."

Before the last stroke was finished, I picked herbs and stopped writing. One of them slid out about a foot, and turned around and ran away like a frightened rabbit, hurried like a stray dog...
Chapter completed!