Han Sanqian had no idea that he had fallen into a big trap set by the old white-bearded man, and one by one.

At this time, Qin Shuang, who was outside the temple, was staring at the temple tightly.

But after looking at it for a long time, there was no effect in the temple. Until she was a little dazed, a peaceful voice from an old man suddenly came from her mind: "Little girl, the ancestor can only help you get here. With your peerless appearance and the aphrodisiac skills of the Luoyu Divine Sword, the future is promising."

"Who are you?" Qin Shuang was shocked and shouted in panic.

But there was only a few laughs in my mind, and there was no reply.

In the temple, the old man suddenly had a bright look in his eyes and smiled slightly.

"What else do you have to ask?" Han Sanqian didn't notice anything unusual about him, and said strangely.

"Under the Dead Spirit Temple, thousands of dead souls are suppressed. These dead souls are the people who died on the battlefield in the battle between the sealed beast kings, or beasts. They are extremely resentful. If I pull away the golden body, it will inevitably trigger the balance of the power of good and evil in the temple. At that time, the yin and yang are out of order, and chaos will occur here."

"So, if you want a golden body, you must activate the golden energy in your body to save all the dead spirits in the Dead Spirit Temple. Otherwise, even if you save anyone, I will not agree to you."

Han Sanqian nodded. He had no problem with these finishing tasks. But the problem was that he couldn't do it: "Senior, I have already said that I will not use the energy in my body."

The old man said a little embarrassedly. "This power is very strange. It is normal that you don't understand and cannot use it, because... because I don't know how to do it either."

Seeing Han Sanqian's concern, the old man smiled slightly: "But knowing how to use or not being able to use are two concepts. I will teach you a set of formless magical skills. Using this skill can barely activate the golden energy in your body, but I have a requirement..."

Han Sanqian was impatient. If it weren't for your old man and I was really poor at present, I really wanted to beat you to death: "Senior, you might as well finish it in one breath, can you?"

"Master, you can be young, but don't be so impulsive. After all, the Wuxiang Divine Art is a self-created technique that I am proud of. You can use your strength to get out ten times the force by spending a little bit of your strength. Isn't that good?"

Han Sanqian subconsciously almost shouted "Okay", but fortunately he restrained it in time. He found that the old man had a magical magic that could always lead you to the wrong way and then enter his rhythm. "What do you want, senior?"

"I have passed on my lifelong unique skills to you, you said this..." The old man suddenly smiled.

Han Sanqian was stunned: "Senior mean, do you want me to take you as your teacher?"

"No, I'm the one who worships you as your teacher."

Han Sanqian almost staggered and fell to the ground. This Nimazi didn't play according to the routine and taught me the skills. But when he turned around, he wanted to take himself as his master. What is this operation?

Although it is not difficult to accept an apprentice, Han Sanqian knew that his ability was not yet expanded to that point, and he kept wondering: "Senior, what do you mean?"

Shen Xuzi naturally had his own plans. Han Sanqian was the one who carried Pangu axe in hand. What is the concept of Pangu axe? It was a killer that created the world.

Sometimes don’t talk about strength, talent, and adventure. In the face of absolute suppression, everything is nonsense.

And Pangu Axe is the absolutely suppressed existence.

Of course, Shen Xuzi wanted to have such a backer. After all, in the world of eight directions, he could really walk sideways.

Look at the three true gods families, which family didn’t go sideways?

Don’t Shen Xuzi want to? Of course he wants to!

Originally, he was a genius leader of the Void Sect. He practiced very quickly, but when he challenged the true god, he was beaten to only a few remnants of souls. So he sealed the last remnants of souls on the banned book of the Void Sect, so he became a spirit of weapon, greatly increased the power of the banned book, and became a killer weapon of the Void Sect. At least he could do what he could die, but at least benefit his younger generations and gain a good reputation that he had forever.

But what he never expected was that when he was in charge of banning the Dead Spirit Temple, he actually met Han Sanqian, the master holding a Pangu axe!

This completely changed his original idea.

He urgently hoped that he could regain his remnant soul, then find a new body to be reborn, and then... rely on this backer to rise up his Void Sect again!

For this plan, he not only bet on himself, but also on Qin Shuang.

As for how to strengthen your residual soul, it is very simple, Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian didn't know that he was arranged by others clearly, and he was still a little flattered at this time.

"Senior, I...I'm too weak, and I'm just a slave of the Xuwu Sect. How can I accept you as my disciple?" Han Sanqian said in embarrassment.

"If you learn my Wuying Magical Art, you will naturally have a skill to accompany you. How about it, do you agree or not?"
Chapter completed!