Qin Yu has truly mastered it today, and the soul-summoning bell does not just play the role of summoning the soul of the ancestor demon in the process of cultivating monsters. As a treasure of the soul, the soul-summoning bell can offset it. Most of it comes from the will of the ancestor demon soul. Otherwise, as the cultivation continues to advance, the summoned soul of the ancestor demon will become stronger and stronger, and almost no one can bear the will.

And the most important point is that the soul-calling bell can be dispelled, and the immortal will of the ancestral demon's residual soul will be truly absorbed. Otherwise, even if it is barely swallowed successfully, the ancestral demon's residual soul will condense again... The result is that all the purple-backed and blue-winged ants in Qin Yu's hand will die!

Qin Yu looked solemn. He was still glad that his soul cultivation was not weak, and his firm will, he survived the crushing of the will of the ancestor demon. However, he had no idea that this matter had laid hidden dangers.

It is urgent to recognize the soul bell to recognize the master, and it must be completed before the will of the ancestor demon is condensed again! Close your eyes and read carefully the information about the soul bell to recognize the master. After a long time, Qin Yu opened his eyes and showed a deep thought.

It is not a simple matter to summon the soul bell to recognize the master. The difficulty level is far above Qin Yu's expectations. To refine this treasure, you need to build a soul-guiding altar with thirty-six kinds of soul treasures, and then use this altar to summon some kind of nothingness in another world.

This kind of soul has no self-consciousness, but can naturally integrate into all treasures. It can penetrate a wisp of its own divine thought into it, and then integrate it with an empty soul, so that the soul bell can be summoned to recognize the master.

Not to mention summoning the souls of the other world, it has extremely high requirements for summoning the cultivators' soul cultivation. It is difficult to get together just thirty-six soul treasures that build the soul-guiding altar.

For example, black elderberry must be in the extreme yin land, and there will be a large number of souls gathered to be born in a very small way. It is a treasure in the eyes of a monk, which can attract the gathering of souls on a large scale, and each piece is worth a lot.

For example, the bitter mulberry flower is a natural treasure that can condense the soul and have an unimaginable recovery ability to cause damage to the soul. It is rumored that the bitter mulberry flower that has grown for thousands of years can even reshape the soul.

There are also soul-abundant stones, soul source water, eternal cold souls, etc.

These things have two commonalities: one is less and the other is expensive.

Although Qin Yu still has more than 600 million spirit stones in his hand, it may be enough to take them out.

But the key is that even if you want to buy some treasures, you have no place to buy them.

Qin Yu took a breath and concentrated on sensing the purple-backed blue-winged ants. Sure enough, he felt the existence of the will of the ancestor demon from them.

Although it is extremely weak, this will is recovering. If nothing unexpected happens, it can be recovered in at most four months.

Unless you give up the purple-backed blue-winged ants and choose to cultivate monsters again, it will be left to Qin Yu to solve the problem of soul-calling bell recognition of the master, only four months later.

Without too much consideration, Qin Yu rejected it. It was a very troublesome thing to abandon the option of purple-backed green-winged ants, not to mention re-selecting monsters. Just the loss of early cultivation is a huge investment.

Not counting the cultivation pills, the souls and blood of ten high-level monsters are worth 300 million spirit stones. If it weren't for the Black Demon Sect's plagiarism, he would have made a lot of money, and even if he got it, he would not be able to play.

Then I can only do my best to complete the recognition of the Soul-Calling Bell within four months.

Qin Yu's eyes flashed quickly. The Black Demon Sect now knew that the materials needed for Soul-Calling Bell to recognize the master can only be collected from other places.

After thinking for a while, Qin Yu made a decision in his heart. He continued to stay in seclusion for ten days, did nothing and kept refining the elixir with a small blue light. Ten days later, he handed over a large amount of elixirs.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Pay it to Tuba, Tutu, and Qin Yu instructed them to continue to purchase spiritual plant materials and announced that he would go into seclusion and practice.

The next day, Qin Yu changed his appearance and took advantage of the identity of a disciple under Master Jiang to change his appearance and left the Black Demon Sect. Of course, this real disciple had fallen into a deep sleep after taking the pills. At least he wouldn't have woken up before Qin Yu returned.

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The Zhao Empire, Four Seasons City.

The city is named after this. It is rumored that in this city, a long time ago, there was a sect called the Four Seasons. The Four Seasons Sect was originally just an ordinary sect, but a peerless genius who was amazing and charming. This person rose up all the way and eventually became a powerful person who suppressed the entire era.

Although everything has been erased by time and the peerless strong men who illuminated the entire era have long disappeared, perhaps out of basic respect for the strong, the name of Four Seasons City has been preserved.

Even though it is located in the southern part of the Zhao Empire, the climate is still cold, with snowflakes floating in the dim sky, and a thick layer of ground has been piled up, and it almost floods its calves when stepped on it.

Just as the wind and snow were interspersed, a black robe figure walked over the snow without leaving any footprints outside the towering Four Seasons City.

Compared with those lights that flew up and down from the sky from time to time, he seemed low-key and inconspicuous. In such a cold weather, even if the monks were not afraid of the cold and heat, no one wanted to stay outside for more.

call out--

call out--

Another escape light roared from afar. The leader of this group of monks was a white-eyed old man. His expression was solemn and his eyes were filled with worry. A trace of breath was emitted from his body, and he was like a dragon sneaking in the deep sea. He was a powerful man in the sea realm.

"How is the lady in?" He turned around and looked at the speed of the car among the crowd. The maid with a tired face replied carefully. The voice was buried in the wind and snow and could not be heard intently. However, looking at the white-browed old man's increasingly gloomy face, it was obvious that the result was not good.

"Walk!"

The group did not stop and flew into the Sifang City. At the figure on the ground that slowly walked into the city gate, he could not even look at it.

Qin and Zhao are bitter and cold places, and the earth only recovers for a short time every year. If it were not for the cultivators who had their own means and could change the climate in a small scale, there was almost no way to survive here.

Because of this, the people of Qin and Zhao were fierce, and most of the monks acted domineeringly and directly. There was something like this about guarding the city, but it was very loose.

Of course, if anyone dares to cause trouble in the forbidden area, he will soon taste the taste of the standard spear in Emperor Zhao.

It seems that it is rare to see someone who will come into the city from the city gate. The few soldiers guarding the gate have obvious strange eyes. One of them teased: "I dare not fly even if I don't have the cultivation level. How low is this? I advise you to go home quickly and practice for a few more years. It is easy to lose your life when you come out too early!"

There are many such young monks in the villages of Qin and Zhao countries. Most of them have the dream of a strong man and leave their hometown to explore the outside world. But most of them have no good endings when they are waiting for them.

However, it is precisely because they have been pouring out one after another that they have continuously replenished fresh blood for the Zhao Empire and kept this powerful empire strong.

So although this sergeant was teasing, he was essentially kind-hearted.

"Okay, say less and stand guard honestly!" The captain scolded a few times. The guards were a little puzzled, and each showed a look of resentment and stopped talking.

The black robe figure disappeared in the wind and snow without pausing.

The captain watched him go away.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The brows frowned slightly, revealing a look of thought.

A subordinate said: "Captain, is there any problem with this person?"

The captain shook his head, "I just think this person seems unusual and can't tell why, but he gives me a terrible feeling."

The faces of several subordinates changed slightly. The captain was an old man who retreated from the front line of the border. He had been through many battles and had extremely accurate sensing ability. It could make the captain feel terrible. The man in black robe who had just passed by would probably be able to easily kill them all with one hand!

"Hmph! Even today is a reminder, don't underestimate anyone. Your and my strength is nothing in the eyes of real experts!" The captain snorted coldly, and several subordinates nodded quickly, complaining helplessly, thinking that you, such a master, are you playing low-key?

After entering the Four Seasons City, the man in black robe randomly chose an inn to move in, rented a single-family courtyard, sent the servant away, took out the token and opened the ban.

When I stepped into the courtyard, I felt warm as spring. The flowers and plants in the courtyard were lush. In the flowing pond water, lotus flowers were blooming in full bloom. The black robe was pulled down, revealing a young face. It was not too handsome, but it was very attractive.

This young man is naturally Qin Yu.

After leaving the Black Demon Sect, he spent several days rushing to go, using the power of the teleportation array to completely stay away from the coverage of the Black Demon Sect's power. The reason why Four Seasons City was chosen is because there were several well-known auction houses here. He wanted to find thirty-six kinds of soul treasures, so naturally he could not rely solely on his own power.

After a little trimming, when the energy and loss recovered, Qin Yu pushed the door and left the courtyard. Not far away, he saw a group of monks coming hurriedly in the wind and snow.

Qin Yu avoided the roadside, his eyes flashed slightly under his eyes. These monks were the people he met at the city gate not long ago.

Compared with the past, the atmosphere of the team was more dull, and the face of the old man with white eyebrows was even more gloomy than the sky at this moment.

This made the inn servant leading the way scare the face of the inn ahead pale, fearing that he would make a sound.

The two sides crossed, and Qin Yu just took a few glances, then turned around and left quickly.

He was in a bad mood to inquire about other people's affairs. Now he is looking for thirty-six kinds of soul treasures, which is so overwhelming that he can't breathe.

Half an hour later, Qin Yu had already appeared in an extremely magnificent auction house. Sixteen burly sweats were lined up on both sides of the entrance. The strange split-shaped all-black trousers, tops, and huge black glasses clipped on the bridge of the nose were emitting a fierce atmosphere at all times.

This should be a real barbarian. The qi and blood power in his body is indeed very strong. Of course, compared with Tuba, Tutu, who was born in the giant race, there is still a big gap. Especially Tuba, who broke through, may be able to overturn these sixteen strong barbarians with one hand.

Of course, driving sixteen strong barbarians to guard the door is absolutely powerful enough, and that big guy can not only intimidate people, but also feel safe.

Qin Yu stepped up the steps, and each piece of the black jade-colored stone platform was extremely clean, adding a bit of grandeur under the dazzling light.

"Welcome to the guests, I wonder what you need for distinguished guests?"

An hour later, Qin Yu looked helpless and stood at the door of the auction house. He had not found any of the thirty-six kinds of materials. This made him feel a shadow.

"Please give in!" A low voice came from not far away. Qin Yu turned around and looked with surprise. Four Seasons City was not small, and they actually met again. The monks who were walking hurriedly were the people they met in the inn at the city gate and in the inn.
Chapter completed!