Chapter 623 The Art of Soul Control

She thought silently and said slowly, "You say that you are determined to become a witch, transform yin and yang, balance the two, and make the world harmonious. I remember this. I just hope you don't forget it.

Mi Ziyu said with emotion, "How can I forget this as my ambition? Then the senior sister personally sent me to Fengjufeng, met the young family, and became a person. Since then, he has been secretly influenced by the Taiwu family and is committed to easing the witchcraft and making the world harmonious.

"Is that right?" This is indeed very convincing, and Wu Pan is skeptical.

"Otherwise, why am I willing to take the risk and conspire with Lord Long Yan to kill Mi Ziyin?" Mi Ziyu said solemnly, "Because the source of the disaster is that Qi Ziyin!"

When the word "Zi Ziyin" was mentioned, Wu Pan immediately bursting fire with his eyes. Although Ji Li couldn't see it, she felt her anger through the earth. In her consciousness, it seemed that the ground was burning.

Wu Pan's suspicion disappeared from his heart and sighed, "It turns out that the master has such an arrangement." She shouted in a low voice, "Okay, Ziyu, if you can settle the family and eliminate the dispute from now on, I will help you... The position of the young family in the future is yours!"

Long Yan's heart was a formattering, and there was a murderous opportunity.

Mi Ziyu was shocked and didn't look at Long Yan. He immediately refused: "No, no, senior sister, I don't have such ambition. Since we were young, it is too urgent for us to rise. Sister, the young man will naturally have a destiny, but it's not me.

"Oh?" Wu Pan didn't know the true identity of Long Yan, and he was surprised.

Long Yan calmed down a little and didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. He said, "Wu, now you can tell me how to capture Ziyin, can you?"

At this time, Ji Li suddenly felt something strange in the distance. It seemed that the earth was under great pressure, and the soil was full of destruction and death. He was shocked, quietly dispersed his touch, and restored his human form in the soil, exposing the ground.

The bright moon shone on the snow, and the camp of 40,000 people was quiet. There were patrolling horses' hoofs and footsteps in the distance, and sometimes there was the sound of jingling.

"What the hell is going on?" Ji Li frowned and thought, but he couldn't figure out where the pressure came from. Because the pressure is so huge that it is almost endless, straight through the soil, destruction and death cover the whole barracks.

Ji Li's heart was cold, and at this time, he saw an almost invisible airflow under the bright moon flowing straight into the sky and flashed away...

"You remember the eight words: the spirit of the spirit, the soul of the spiritual water. This is the biggest flaw of Mi Ziyin.

In Long Yan's tent, the two were listening to Wu Pan's story. Sealing has both advantages and disadvantages. While isolating the external voice, it also isolates the sharpness of one's own mental strength. But Long Yan doesn't care - Feng Tianyin is in his hand. Who dares to provoke me?

But after listening to Wu Pan's words, he and Ziyu couldn't help looking at each other. Both of them had heard these eight words, but they didn't understand. Long Yan listened to what Wu Pan said, and Yu Ziyu listened to what Yu Ziyou said. It seemed that the high-level officials of Wu knew it, but he didn't know it, so he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Please make it clear." Long Yan said.

"Do you know that thirty years ago, Shaoqi had a younger brother named Shaojue?" Wu Pan said.

The two looked at each other stupidly, and their chins almost fell off - more than knowing that Ji Shaojue was standing in front of her now!

Wu Pan's face was veiled and he couldn't see his face, but his voice was surprised: "What's strange about you?"

"Uh..." Ziyu smiled bitterly and looked at Long Yan. Long Yan nodded helplessly.

Qi Ziyu said, "Sister, I not only know him, but also know him."

"Do you know him?" Wu Pan was shocked, "He has been dead for 30 years!"

"He..." Ziyu hardly knew what to say. He looked at Long Yan and said, "Your old man's experience is strange. You'd better tell her."

Long Yan coughed and said with a serious face, "I'm just a young man!"

Wu Pan was shocked and stunned like a wooden chicken.

Long Yan told the story of his life and resurrected with a wry smile. Only then did Wu Pan suddenly realize and muttered, "Sure enough."

"Sister, what does Mi Ziyin's flaw have to do with his uncle?" Qi Ziyu's strange way.

"Of course it matters." Wu looked forward to Long Yan and said coldly, "Since you are a young man, you must remember the void in the Yanhuang Temple, right?"

"Of course I know." Long Yan nodded.

Ziziyu also knew that the first time he went to "meet" Ziyin was to sneak into the Yanhuang Temple with his spiritual strength. In the center of the hall, there was a thick fog that could not be penetrated by both eyes and spiritual power, rolling and condensing into a ball. Later, he learned that this thing was called "the void". The general function is to condense spiritual power and integrate your spiritual power into it. It is easier to condense and get twice the result with half the effort.

"The people only know that this void can refine their spiritual power, but they don't know how to use it. Thirty years ago, after Shaoqi 'killed' you, he got the book of the underworld from you," Longyan's face trembled and he didn't say anything. Wu Pan continued, "Mr. Shaoqi studied this book and once sighed: This book is magnificent and there is nothing. No, it's a pity that the young man only practiced the evil art of searching for the soul. If he gets a small success, he will forget the road. What can he do if he is not defeated?

"Bullshit!" Long Yan was furious, "The soul search is the essence of it. Didn't I still defeat the Shaoqi clan when I practiced this skill? If not..."

He cursed hatefully and stopped talking.

Wu Pan glanced at him and snorted, "This is the high realm of human beings. You can see the soul search from the book of the underworld, but Shao Yushi sees 'the spiritless soul control skill' from it."

"All things have no spirit soul control?" Long Yan said unconvincedly, "What is that?"

Wu Pan stared at him quietly and said lightly, "How do I know? All the spiritual control skills of witches must have spiritual things to control, even the vegetation, and the effect on them is also minimal. Everyone is a witch. Naturally, they all understand this truth and can't distinguish it. They quietly listen to Wu Pan and say, "It is said that this skill can make stubborn stone nod, make Fengyun speak, communicate with the loess, and talk to copper and iron."

"Impossible!" This was like a thunderousand in the blue, which made Long Yan and Qi Ziyu's ears numb, and the two shouted at the same time.

This is indeed too terrible. You know, with thousands of years of cultivation and in-depth research on spiritual power, the things in the world have been divided into spiritual things and non-spiritual things. Spiritual things such as people, beasts, poultry, animals, fish, insects, etc. The brain wave intensity is the highest, and then gradually decay, and the spiritual master can use their own Spiritual power affects their brain waves and thus controls them; there are many spiritual things. For plants, there are quite a lot of disputes between witches. Some advocate to classify them as spirits, which are called low-level spirits, and some classify them as spirits. For thousands of years, they have been indifferent. However, for rocks, metals, loess and all kinds of jade, they are undisputedly classified as spiritless things, because no one can measure a little bit of spiritual power in them. This thing is dead.

But Wu Pan actually said that this so-called "all things spiritless soul control skill" can control the spiritless things, which is naturally too appalling.

"Do you think it's incredible?" Wu Pan smiled bitterly, "At that time, Shaoqi and my master did not break up to this point. They also discussed this theory with the master, and the master also reacted in the same way, so Shaoqi studied with his eldest disciple Mi Ziyin. I don't know the specific process. All I know is that they finally seem to find a medium to control everything. This medium is 'the spirit of spirit, the soul of spirit water'. They believe that people's spiritual power is refined and purified. If it is mixed with the spirit in the water and moistened everything, it can endow everything with spirituality. This is the general idea of 'the spiritless soul control of all things'.

The two looked at each other and said nothing. Both of them were extremely frightful, but they vaguely felt that it was really feasible. But the problem comes again--

Long Yan said in a low voice, "I understand. The refinement and purification of spiritual power is naturally obtained through the void in the Yanhuang Temple, right? This may be okay, but where is the soul of spiritual water?