The Wind Soul Vase has the function of gathering souls and collecting souls. Using divine thoughts to control can erase the memories in the two souls of heaven and earth. At the same time, after recognizing the master, you can be controlled by the magic weapon to save the disintegrated soul, so that the soul will not disintegrate for the time being.

Lu Chen didn't expect that the tiger-headed old man would feel that he was a villain. Besides, he still had a lot to ask the old man.

After the Fenghun Bao sucked the old man's soul, Lu Chen quickly stuffed the bottle, silently recited a few words of mantras, looked at the surrounding empty woods and ran far away before stopping.

Finding the secluded place, Lu Chen held the Fenghun Vase in his palm, sacrificed the power of his soul and injected it into the vase. This method can help the soul body in the Fenghun Vase to repair the undispersed spirit body.

After a long struggle, Lu Chen woke up and opened the bottle cap and looked at it. The Dharma image transformed into the Fenghun Treasure Vase.

Since the past period of time when Jin Xiu practiced, he treated the soul in the Fenghun Treasure Ark as a great nourishment, at this moment, only Lu Chen and the tiger-headed old man were among the Fenghun Treasure Ark. At this time, the tiger-headed old man had disappeared and turned into an old man with a vicissitudes of life.

The old man seemed not to realize that he was still alive. At the same time, Lu Chen used the Wind Soul Vase to save people for the first time, but he was extremely nervous. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the old man looking around in confusion in the vase.

"Oh, don't look for it anymore. This is not a moonlight forest." Lu Chen sighed, his voice dared not be too loud. His soul was the most fragile. The old man was seriously injured. If he was scared to death, his previous efforts would be wasted.

"Who?" The old man was indeed shocked, but he was not scattered. Looking at the narrowing of the bottleneck, only a dim silver light shot into the air. The tall Lu Chen figure immediately recognized him: "Who are you?"

"I'm... to practice in Zunyuan Space." Lu Chen didn't know how to explain it. He took out the Tiankai Stone Axe and shook it in his hand. He thought that he didn't know me, he should know the Tiankai Stone Axe of the Tiankai Stone Axe of the Divine Master Miaoze. Then he continued, "You ran away when you see it. Are there any misunderstandings between us? I said that I have no malice. I came here only when I heard the noise. If there is any misunderstanding, please forgive me."

Seeing the other party speaking sincerely apologized, the old man relaxed a little, but he still asked vigilantly: "What are you doing to bring me here?"

The souls entering the Fenghun Treasure Bottle did not have any magic power, they were all spirits of death. Lu Chen sighed helplessly and said, "You must block your life even if you fight to the death. You can only bring your priest here to ensure that your soul will not dissipate. Didn't you notice it?" Lu Chen was so angry that he thought to himself: Is it still a great master? I can't even see this magic weapon?

The old man looked at Lu Chen with fear, recalled everything that had just happened, and nodded: "This is a magic object, used to gather souls. So I am dead?"

Lu Chen rubbed his nose and said, "It's not counting. You can live for a while without the Wind Soul Vase, but it's not certain how long it can last."

Even the Fenghun Treasure Vase can only retain the soul. As for the memories in the soul, they will slowly disappear as they spend more time in the Fenghun Treasure Vase. The souls absorbed by Jin Xiu in the past will then become energy without memory and become supplements for Jin Xiu.

There was no hypocritical expression on Lu Chen's face, and Lu Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking sad, and sighed to the sky: "I didn't expect that my White Tiger Holy Clan would end up in the field today, alas."

Lu Chen knew that he could not stay in the treasure vase for too long, so he drove over and said, "I said, don't cry here, okay? Why did you say that I saved your life? Tell me, why do people in your clan regard me as an enemy? Do I look bad?"

The old man stared at Lu Chen for a while and said, "You have completed the trial of the Eight-Hunting Sky Lock before you came here to practice. Don't you know what he is going to do?"

"What purpose?"

The old man's face was distorted, which was a manifestation of emotional changes. After a long time, Lu Chen looked sincere and didn't look like a lie, and said, "It seems that you haven't discovered the characteristics of Zunyuan Space yet."

"What are the characteristics? Can you explain it clearly?" Lu Chen was so anxious.

"No one tells you that ancient gods can improve their mental state and cultivation?" The old man knew that he would die without a doubt, and revealed another important secret in the Zunyuan Space.

Lu Chen was stunned: "Ah? You mean that if I accept you, you can improve your mental state and cultivation?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "The fourth level of heaven is the tomb of the undead spirits of the ancient gods and demons. The soul of the ancient gods is the best supplement and can improve their mental state and cultivation. You don't even know this, why should you come here to practice?" The old man looked at Lu Chen with his eyes "You are very idiot".

Lu Chen slapped his forehead, no wonder the baby and the man looked at him in a bad way. He turned out to be afraid that he would use them to make up for it.

"I've misunderstood, misunderstood." Lu Chen slapped his forehead and explained: "If you hadn't told me, I really didn't know that there was such a statement. I'd only been in for a few days."

The old man looked at Lu Chen in surprise: "You are not a member of the clan."

"No. I am an ascensioner, and by chance I got the remains of the great master and came to seek honor."

"So that's it, no wonder." The old man thought, and suddenly said confidently: "It seems that the person is looking for you, otherwise the Great Lord would not have appeared in the fourth heaven space."

"Look for me? Who is looking for me?" Lu Chen was confused when he heard this.

The old man joked: "A true master holding a jade sword, a guy who can reach the fourth level of heaven in his cultivation."

"Jade Sword? Jade Sword Master?" Lu Chen gasped in shock.

The old man then described the appearance of the Jade Sword Master, which was indeed exactly the same as the Chen Jian in Lu Chen's memory. Lu Chen was so scared that he felt cold sweat: he killed his son and came to him.

At this time, the old man said with interest: "This place is a space for the old halls of the clans of each clan. It is specially provided to the secret realm of monks in the clans. It is absolutely not allowed to appear by masters above the clan. I wonder what deep hatred you have with that person, so that he doesn't even care about his surname and comes in to cause trouble for you?"

Lu Chen was so angry that he didn't want to explain more, so he said evasively: "Well... hey... it's normal for me to kill someone's son."

"You, the ascendant from the lower realm, killed the disciples of the clan?" The old man glared and was extremely shocked. Since the old man knew about the ancient clan, it was not an existence that a small ascendant could compete with, this person dared to take such a heavy blow to the disciples of the clan, it seemed that it was an extraordinary person.

Not wanting to waste time on this topic, Lu Chen waved his hand and changed his tone and said bluntly: "Senior, I will save you from a misunderstanding, but there is something else I am confused about. The clan of the senior mentioned that the senior clan is the ancient spirit of the white tiger. I want to know that it is the White Tiger clan of the four ancient saints in the Taipangu clan. This is very important. Please do not tell the truth."

The old man was shocked when he heard this: "How did you know that I am the White Tiger Clan?" He had a great affection for Lu Chen, a young man. In addition, as a dying spirit, he was not afraid that Lu Chen would be unfavorable to him. To put it bluntly, don't think that he could talk to Lu Chen now, he couldn't say when his spiritual consciousness would disappear.

"It's really the White Tiger Clan, the White Tiger Clan of the Taipangu Clan?" Unexpectedly, Lu Chen was overjoyed after hearing this, and actually hugged the old man with tears in his eyes: "Relatives, relatives."

After being hugged by Lu Chen's nose and tears, the old man said impatiently: "Hey, boy, take your hand away. Who are you?"

Lu Chen was ecstatic and after a while he calmed down his emotions, he said, "Senior, I am the descendant of the Xuanwu clan who escaped from the illusion of the Supreme Supreme."

"The descendant of the Xuanwu clan?" The old man was stunned and just showed joy, and suddenly frowned: "Don't talk nonsense. During the war between the ancient gods and demons, the ancient god drove my four tribes out of the divine realm. Even if there are exiled tribes of all tribes, they will not be able to return to the divine realm. The ancient god is still there, are you not afraid of being discovered by the ancient god and accepting the divine punishment?"

"Taipangu God?" Lu Chen's eyes widened and said, "What's the matter?"

Old man: "…"

"Have you ever heard of the Taipangu God?"

"I haven't heard of it." Lu Chen shook his head and said, "I know a little about the ancient god chasing the four saints of ancient relics, but I don't know who the ancient god is."

Later, Lu Chen briefly explained the punishment of the four ancient saints in the Taishang Illusion for a long time. Later, after briefly speaking, the matter of escaping from the Taishang Illusion and taking root in the Immortal Realm, he also revealed that his matriarchy was from the Xuanwu Spirit Turtle lineage, one of the Four Saints. In order to prove what he said, Lu Chen also showed the skills of some Xuanwu clans in the lower realm, which made the old man believe it.

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would still see my disciples descended from the Four Saints ascend to the divine realm. It's so eye-catching." The old man burst into tears and hugged Lu Chen and cried bitterly.

Although the two are not of the same clan and clan, the ancient relics of the Four Saints had already shown the attitude of the Four Saints to be one-hearted when they violated the laws of the ancient gods. The four families are like one family, and they do not distinguish between each other. This is also the foundation for the sharing of honor and disgrace of the four tribes in the Immortal Realm.

Lu Chen did not expect that he would encounter the White Tiger Clan, one of the four saints of Taipangu, in the Zunyuan Space. He was very excited for a moment, but he didn't understand why the Four Saints were expelled, there were still traces of the Four Saints in the Fourth Heaven Space.

"Senior, the four saints disciples in the lower realm all know that the four saints were expelled, why did they not receive divine punishment?"

"Don't call me senior, old god-fed, boy, you can call me ancestors. Let's take me to Zhuque Cave, and I'll take you to meet Zhuque Old Ghost."

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