After weaving the soul golden beads, Ye Jian clearly felt that his perception of objects had reached a state of slightest level. For example, now he can turn the true energy in his body into a slight thread to use it to avoid unnecessary waste.

The golden beads are immortal, and the soul is immortal!

Ye Jian immediately comprehended the soul attack method included in the "Nine-Turn Soul Art". Soul attack can be used in two ways.

One is the direct attack of soul power. That is, the soul power turns into swords, guns, swords and halberds to directly attack the soul in the opponent's mind. This attack method is very effective and direct, and because the way of making moves is elusive, it is easy to damage the opponent severely.

However, although the soul's direct attack is extremely powerful, it also has a great risk, that is, to attack the enemy in this way. If it is interrupted by someone in the middle, the soul will be damaged at the least, and the worst will be destroyed at the spot.

Therefore, a Xuanshi often does not use this move unless it is absolutely necessary.

So here is a second attack method, which is indirect attack method, which uses soul power to override external objects to attack opponents, such as controlling a sword, so this is how sword control is done.

Ye Jian suddenly recalled the scene of being chased by the fat man in the Transformation Realm in the Hengduan Mountains. He seemed to remember that the other party had controlled a short sword out of thin air and almost killed his life.

Ye Jian suddenly recalled the fat man's short sword, and he was still put in the space ring by himself. He immediately said happily: "I am worried that there is no suitable weapon to practice flying sword skills. I didn't expect that there is a certain number in my space ring. It seems that there is a certain number in the dark."

"Cough cough." Eighth Master coughed lightly, interrupting Ye Jian's stinky beauty. "Boy Ye, you are called accidental collision. Don't always use 'God' to gild your face with 'Arrangement'."

"Master Eighth Master, this is wrong." Ye Jian said slowly, "I took the fat man's short sword just to save my life, but I never thought I would practice the soul magic trick."

"Hmph!" The Eighth Master couldn't resist and snorted coldly, then ignored Ye Jian.

Seeing this, Ye Jian chuckled lightly, and immediately touched his left hand gently on the space ring. A white light flashed suddenly, and a dagger with cold light appeared in Ye Jian's hand.

As soon as the dagger appeared, he tried to escape with great spirituality. Seeing this, Ye Jian immediately waved his right hand, and suddenly a great hand of true energy directly imprisoned the dagger.

This short dagger was the weapon of the middle-aged fat man, so naturally his soul was hidden in the sword body. Seeing that the short dagger was still breaking free in his hand, Ye Jian immediately sneered.

Puff~!

Ye Jian ignited a black flame with his right hand, completely wrapping the short dagger. The short dagger broke free from the burning of the black flames, and the force of breaking free became stronger and stronger.

Unfortunately, it failed in the end. The dagger jumped continuously in the black flame, and then a blue soul silk penetrated from its sword body. As soon as the soul died, it was burned tightly by the black flames.

As soon as the black flame was closed, Ye Jian immediately carefully looked at the dagger in his palm. It was a jade-like material, seven inches long and light green. Several complex silver spiritual marks were engraved on it.

Ye Jian immediately controlled the soul golden bead in his mind, splitting out a golden soul silk, and slowly injected it into the dagger through the eyebrow seal hall.

Buzz ~!

The dagger trembled slightly again, as if it had regained its spirituality all at once. It was successfully controlled by the dagger. At the same time, Ye Jian obviously felt the existence of the dagger, as if it was part of his body.

Ye Jian's thought moved, and the dagger suddenly floated in front of him. Ye Jian's thought moved again, and the dagger immediately turned into a stream of light, directly piercing through the table and chairs in front of him, with a speed of no less than twice the speed of sound.

"That's great. Let's call you the Flying Sword Technique in the future. It seems that I have another killer weapon." Ye Jian said happily.

So in the following time, Ye Jian was familiar with controlling the daggers in the room and slashed variously. Soon, time passed by and a new day finally came.

Ye Jian took a simple wash and immediately walked out of the room, facing the slowly rising sun, constantly fiddling in a very strange posture.

Every time Ye Jian made a pose, he felt a tremendous force pressing on him. So in just a moment, Ye Jian's clothes were wet.

However, although this posture is very difficult, Ye Jian still gritted his teeth and persevered for two and a half hours. It was not until the waiter brought breakfast that Ye Jian finished his work.

Huh~!

He deeply exhaled the turbid air. Ye Jian stopped his work. In just a moment, Ye Jian felt that his body seemed to become lighter, and he obviously felt that the speed of the Ziyang true energy running inside his body was slightly faster.

"Master Eighth Master, your strange posture will actually have such obvious effect when you practice. What is this posture?" Ye Jian couldn't help asking.

His posture was taught by the Eighth Master after he chose the Ziyang Sword Sutra as his technique, so that he could play these postures at the morning sun just when the sun just rose in the morning.

At first, Ye Jian felt that practicing these postures would only bring him a lot of fatigue, and there was no other benefit at all. He even wanted to give up.

But now it’s different. Now his soul has reached the first turn and his perception has entered a state of slight slightness, so he can sense the subtle benefits brought by this posture. Ye Jian finally understood the good intentions of the Eighth Master.

"Hmph! Boy Ye, you were born in blessings and didn't know how to be blessed, but you still wanted to give up. Fortunately, you didn't waste all my efforts in vain." Eighth Master said quite complacently.

Ye Jian nodded gently. Although the daily progress of this posture was minimal, he always believed that as long as he was willing to persist, there would be qualitative changes one day.

Immediately, Ye Jian had breakfast and found out from the waiter that the address of the largest teahouse in Quzhou City. He immediately walked towards the teahouse. Ye Jian wanted to find out some news of the loss of population in Sanxing Town, so he naturally chose a teahouse with mixed dragons and snakes.

After passing through several streets, Qinchun Garden, the largest teahouse in Quzhou City, appeared in front of you. Immediately, Ye Jian walked in and came to the second floor. He picked a corner and ordered a pot of good tea and snacks unique to Qinchun Garden, and then sat down.

Qinyuanchun has three floors, each floor has dozens of seats, but it is always full of customers. Soon, a man from the late stage of the Ningzhen Realm sat down on Ye Jian's table.

Ye Jian did not talk to him, but just savored their own tea. However, while Ye Jian was tasting the tea, he also listened to all directions, trying to hear a little news about the missing population in Sanxing Town from the conversation between the people around him.

After all, the disappearance of the population of Sanxing Town is a major event, and it is impossible for many good people in the teahouse in Quzhou City to discuss it. Sure enough, on the second table in front of Ye Jian, there were three warriors in the realm of Condensing Realm, who were discussing in a low voice at this moment.

"Hey, have you heard of it? Some time ago, the missing population in Samsung Town has been found out that it was a good thing done by the Black Wind Thieves." Only one of the warriors was heard saying.

"Is that so, what are the Black Wind Thieves doing to kidnap those mortals? Is it because they want to increase their combat effectiveness and prepare to form a large army?" Someone immediately asked in confusion.

"Bah! You are stupid! How can the army formed by mortals have any combat power?" The man before retorted immediately.

"Yes, yes, I'm overthinking."

"I heard that kidnapping a large number of mortals does not seem to mean the Black Wind Thieves. They are just executing other people's orders." The other of the three suddenly spoke.

When Ye Jian heard this, his ears stood up. Since these three people knew so many secrets, they must have known more. However, at this moment, the sound of going upstairs sounded from the stairs on the second floor.

Then the wooden door was opened directly, and a man and a woman walked in from outside. The man was handsome and handsome, and a handsome man was hung around his waist. The woman was naturally beautiful and extraordinary.

And on the two, there was a breath of the peak of the true realm, but Ye Jian could sense it separately. The true energy in the two of them was strong and pure, and it seemed that they had taken some treasures of heaven and earth.

"People from the Royal Academy." Ye Jian recognized the signs on the two of them at a glance, and immediately became a little curious.

The young man and woman walked into the second floor, glanced at the people around her with clear eyes, and finally landed on Ye Jian's table, and then walked slowly over.

"Brother, I wonder if I can sit here?" The young man stood up and said slowly.

"Please." Ye Jian just spoke lightly, and then started to eat tea on his own.

Seeing this, the two men from the Royal Academy immediately sat down, ordered a pot of good fragrant tea and a dessert, and waited leisurely. No one on the table talked, but the warrior in the late stage of the Ningzhen Realm seemed to be unable to stand the momentum of the two people in the Royal Academy. After drinking the tea in the pot, he immediately left. Only Ye Jian and the young man and woman were left on the table.

"Hehe, I heard that the Black Wind Thieves kidnapped a large number of mortals in Sanxing Town, which were instructed by the group of blood-clothed warriors that were rumored in the world recently." Someone said among the three people on the table before.

Ye Jian's ears moved slightly and his brows frowned. At the same time, he discovered that the young men and women from the Royal Academy on his desk were also deliberately inquiring about the news about Sanxing Town.

"It seems that the Sanxing Town incident has not only Nanluo Sect, but also the Royal Academy has issued tasks. If I guess correctly, the man and woman in front of me will most likely have taken on the same task as me." Ye Jian thought in his heart.

"Anyway, let's take a look first."

"Hehe, that's it. I heard that five hundred years ago, our area of ​​Quzhou was the old nest of the Blood Refining Sect. But strangely, no one has found the specific location of the Blood Refining Sect's nest until now." One person said.

Ye Jian looked slightly happy, which was another important clue, but he unconsciously touched the skeleton ring on his hand and then hid it directly.

Since this was once the old nest of the Blood Refining Sect, Ye Jian would not be able to take out any object related to the Blood Refining Sect here. Otherwise, once the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect discovered, Ye Jian would be chased by them with all their strength.
Chapter completed!