"You can also do medical skills. By the way, I heard from someone in Linglong Town that your father is a good doctor!" Yan Song looked happy. Although he already knew that the hidden master in Zi'er's mouth was relying on the skills of controlling talismans, Ertou also said that Duan Fei never talked wildly.

Duan Fei is a nonsense medical skill. He only has a lot of experience in the issue of the soul. As the number one master of the Talisman Sect in his previous life, Duan Fei's achievements in the soul are unmatched in the Chinese continent. It can be said that if he was devoted to this world, he would be completely the nemesis of a demon clan, the green-haired giant corpse last night. If Duan Fei had not exhausted his soul power, he would have absolutely certainty to turn it into his own.

In his eyes, the low-level magic technique of controlling gods is like a pediatrician.

Yan Song immediately took Duan Fei through the two yards and came to Yan Li's bedroom. Yan Liping was lying on the bed with a dull face and his dark pupils in his eyes had turned yellow and white without any trace of expression. Yan Zi was standing by the bed, calling in a low voice. He heard the sound was hoarse, and he called like this all night. Several doctors even took turns to take their pulse, shook their heads and sighed.

As soon as Yan Song brought Duan Fei in, Yan Zi immediately stood up to welcome him, avoided his father Yan Song, and choked in a hoarse voice: "Master... you must save my brother..." As he said that, he was about to kneel down, and Duan Fei hurriedly supported him.

"Master... Are you a master... You can definitely save my brother..." Duan Fei was almost omnipotent in Yan Zi's heart after just one day of time.

"Look at you, you have become haggard all night. I promise, you go to sleep and wake up, dress up and come back, and Yan Li will recognize you, your sister." Duan Fei said.

"Really?" Yan Zi didn't believe it, but couldn't believe it.

"I am a master, how can a master lie?"

Several doctors in the room didn't believe it at all when they heard this, and just thought Duan Fei was coaxing the little girl.

As Yan Zi turned around and left, after Yan Song dispersed several doctors and maids in the room, Duan Fei walked to Yan Li's window, his eyes flashed with a flash, and his soul had already penetrated into Yan Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

"How is it?" Yan Song, who was guarding next to him, asked hurriedly as soon as he saw Duan Fei's eyes dissipate.

"After this demon captured Yan Li, for some reason, he did not take his life and refine the zombie puppet, but wiped out his soul..." Duan Fei said softly. It was completely different to erase the exhaustion of the soul and the soul power. If the soul is erased, the person's thoughts, memories and senses completely disappeared, as if he had lost his soul, and it was difficult to recover.

This shocked a living soul, even Duan Fei, is not here at present, and I don’t know how the demons did it.

"What should I do?" Yan Song, who has already known the importance of the soul of the Martial King, knows more about the soul than ordinary people. To put it bluntly, it is just a person's soul. If a person is wiped out, it would be strange if he is not stupid.

"Search the soul!" Duan Fei calmly spit out two words.

There is an old saying, "The soul of a person dies and is destroyed." Only when a person dies will the soul dissipate, but the "soul" of a person who lives is gone. It does not really disappear, but is shaken away by secret methods and sealed everywhere in the body.

It is very difficult to shake off a living person's soul. Ordinary people are frightened, sad, and become madmen. In fact, it is a superficial form of the dissipation of the soul. Yan Li, who has already reached the beginning of the Wuzong, has a soul that is strong enough, and it will be even more difficult to shake off and erase it. Duan Fei speculated that it may be because of this reason that his soul was not planted by the demon race.

"I can search his soul and return to his position, but I can't guarantee 100% success!" After thinking for a while, Duan Fei decided to take action immediately. The longer the drag, the more difficult it was.

"My dear nephew just do it..." At this point, Yan Song could only let Duan Feilai take action.

Duan Fei nodded. There was no danger in searching the soul and returning to the position, but it was particularly consuming spiritual power. He stood at Yan Li's bedside, concentrating and holding his breath, his eyes had turned into a blazing white. Duan Fei's spiritual power then entered Yan Li's body, wandering all over his body, and had found as many as a hundred spiritual marks.

These primordial spirit marks are not the primordial spirits that Yan Li was shaken away, but the primordial spirit marks that were planted by the demon race. The purpose is to seal the primordial spirit that Yan Li was shaken away. As long as these primordial spirit marks are shaken away, a sealed primordial spirit can be sent into Yan Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

But the problem arises again. After the Yuanshen Seal is shaken, it will turn into substantial Yuanshen power. This substantial Yuanshen power is neither Duan Fei nor Yan Li. Duan Fei cannot force it out of Yan Li's body. If it stays in Yan Li's body, as long as the demon clan planted the Yuanshen Seal is close to Yan Li's certain range, with Yan Li's relatively weak Yuanshen, there is no chance of resistance at all, he may be controlled by him in an instant.

There are only two ways to eliminate this soul power. The first is to retract the demons themselves, which is more naive; the second is to die, and the soul of the demons will be destroyed, and the demons' soul in Yan Li's body will automatically dissipate.

On the other hand, this Yuanshen Seal proves that the demon tribe that Duan Fei killed yesterday was not the one who planted Yan Li's Yuanshen Seal.

Things are much more difficult than Duan Fei imagined.

Duan Fei took back his soul power and informed Yan Song of the situation in full.

Yan Song listened quietly to Duan Fei. Although his face was still calm, his fists tightened and sent them again. He could see the anger in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's wake him up first!"

Duan Fei nodded, and the soul power entered Yan Li's body again, shaking a soul mark in one fell swoop. At the moment when the soul mark collapsed, Duan Fei's soul power turned into two streams, one wrapped the disintegrating soul power, and one wrapped the tiny soul that belonged to Yan Li, which was sealed by the soul mark, and sent it into Yan Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

Just after this wisp of soul returned to Yan Li's sea of ​​consciousness, Yan Li's yellow and white pupils had a hint of spirit. Although it was not obvious, it could not be hidden from the sharp eyes of his son Su Xingyou, and his nervous hands were already trembling.

The soul marks were dispersed everywhere. Just as Duan Fei felt that his soul power was lacking and he was about to finish work and rest, changes suddenly arose. Yan Li, who was still lying on the bed, suddenly stood upright, and his hands were instantly filled with black lightning, like two black lightning bolts, pinching Duan Fei's throat.

"Li'er, no..." Yan Li has already had the initial stage of Wuzong, and his attack speed is so fast that Yan Song has no time to stop him.

Yan Li's right hand first touched Duan Fei's Adam's apple. The Yuanjia divine light broke when it touched. Duan Fei's feet exploded with a "pop". Under the impact of Yan Li's fist force, Duan Fei leaned back and instantly broke through the wooden window, instantly fell into the yard outside the room, touching the red Adam's apple thorned by the fist, and coughed desperately.

If it weren't for the Yuanjia divine light that blocked it, Duan Fei, the person who saved his life, would probably have died under Yan Li, the person who was rescued.

"Nephew..." Yan Songtiao then flew out of the broken window, and saw Duan Fei's unobstructedness, so he felt a little sad.

Duan Fei waved his hand, rubbed his eyebrows when his habitual soul was empty, and walked back to the room with Yan Song.

Yan Li had already gotten up, and there were a pair of black dots the size of needles in the middle of her yellow and white eyes. Her face was still dull, twisting her head stiffly, looking at everything in the room.

"Li'er... it's me, don't you recognize me anymore?" Yan Song rushed to his son a few steps and shouted.

Yan Li looked at Yan Song dumbly for a while, with no sadness or joy on his face, and he spit out two words intermittently, "Dad...Dad"

"My son..." Yan Song was in tears. Just as he was about to come forward to hug his son, Yan Li knelt down slowly and bowed to Yan Song stiffly.

"This" Yan Song helped Yan Li up and looked at Duan Fei standing at the door. Yan Li's daily reaction was more than half a beat slower than in the past.

"His soul was shaken and sealed nearly a hundred places. I have only found four places at this time. If this reaction is not unexpected!" Duan Fei said lightly.

"But he can already recognize me..." Yan Song was still puzzled, "and, he just took action so quickly..." This was obviously inconsistent with Yan Li's reaction at this moment.

In fact, in Duan Fei's opinion, this is not at all contradictory. For example, when he was reborn by the heavenly tribulation, his soul was lost by two-thirds, but he still remembered everything from his previous life clearly.

It can be said that as long as a trace of the soul remains, all memories can be recalled. The strength of the soul directly affects one's thinking agility, judgment, analysis and reaction of external things, and thus affects the warrior's grasp of the timing and accuracy of the action.

Yan Li just took action so quickly was his instinctive reaction and his subconscious. If he didn't even have this reaction, what's the use of Yan Li after the demons erased his soul and planted the soul mark?

The purpose of the demon clan is to erase his soul, plant his own soul mark, and then control his instincts to fight or act.

Duan Fei explained this and brought Yan Song a shock. It is conceivable that he did not expect that the soul had so many mysteries, like a brand new martial arts door that opened in front of him. Duan Fei used facts to prove that cultivating the god is not the talent of the demon clan. Human races can also be as powerful as Duan Fei with their souls.

If Yan Song looked at Duan Fei yesterday, just because he saved Yan Zi and Yan Li, and said with gratitude and care, then now, Yan Song looked at Duan Fei again, with a clear respect in his eyes.

"From the future, I will search his soul twice a day. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be able to recover as before in about ten days. However, the soul power of the demon clan in his body is not easy to deal with!" Duan Fei said.

"Thank you, nephew, I'll ask you to take a rest. If you have any needs, just say something and treat this place as your home!" Yan Song also saw that Duan Fei was very tired. This was probably a situation where he consumed his soul too much.

When Duan Fei left the room again, he saw Ertou had already arrived when he heard the news. Seeing Ertou, who was covered with medicine, even standing hard, Duan Fei stepped forward to support him: "Why are you doing this?"

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