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Chapter 1595

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"It still smells the same."

Standing in front of the sect's main hall, Jun Changxiao felt very comfortable as he felt the cool breeze.

Although he was the Stone Statue Tribe's patriarch, this would always be his home.

"Lass!"

Jun Changxiao said loudly, "Prepare the food, we'll have a party tonight!"

The three tribes were all under his direct or indirect control. Diablo and the Devil Army had also displayed extraordinary combat strength in the Dragon Domain. They definitely had to celebrate!

"Okay!"

Liu Wanshi led the canteen members and started to get busy. When night fell, a huge bonfire was lit and a sumptuous meal was placed on the table. The upper echelons and disciples gathered at the training ground to eat, drink, and laugh.

Ye Xingchen also participated.

He pressed one hand on Su Xiaomo's shoulder and looked at the ten jars of Drunken Life on the table. He said calmly, "If you don't drink it all today, don't even think about leaving."

The Wine Dao Supreme was fearless.

"Zi."

Jun Changxiao raised his wine cup and said with interest, "You've changed quite a bit after going to Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild."

"…"

The Purple King's mouth twitched.

He had been training in Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild for a long time. Although there were no scenes, the suffering he experienced was enough to make his scalp tingle.

Of course.

There would be returns with effort.

Before going in, The Purple King was only at Rank Seven or Rank Eight. Now, he was comparable to a Truth Seeking Realm cultivator.

"I heard."

Jun Changxiao drank another mouthful of wine and smiled. "You can tear a spatial rift and easily bring people into the ancestral lands of other tribes?"

"…"

The Purple King muttered in his heart, "Do you still need to hear? Haven't you already seen it with your own eyes? "

"Zi."

Jun Changxiao poured wine and said meaningfully, "This ability of yours is good. When you're free in the future, you can bring me to visit other tribes."

"…"

The Purple King's face was crumbling.

He had a feeling that this visit had another meaning.



The celebration party lasted until midnight. It was rare for the disciples not to think about cultivation. They had a lot of fun.

Plop.

Su Xiaomo finally collapsed under the table.

"Tsk."

Ye Xingchen put down the wine jug. Seeing that this fellow was on the verge of collapsing, a look of disdain appeared on his face as he said, "You really can't hold your liquor."

Ah Niu was not drunk. Instead, the more he drank, the more sober he became.

After the banquet ended, a person came to the top of the mountain and looked at the sky with a complicated gaze.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jun Changxiao's voice came from behind.

Ye Xingchen did not turn his head. He said, "During this period of time, I can feel another soul in my body moving restlessly."

"Pei Aniu?"

"Yes."

Jun Changxiao sat on a rock at the side with his legs crossed and said, "From this, it can be seen that although you have taken over his body, you have not taken over his soul."

Ye Xingchen smiled bitterly. "Perhaps this is a chance given to me by the heavens to make up for my mistakes."

"What mistake?"

"You have implicated an innocent life."

Jun Chang Xiao was flabbergasted.

Regarding the matter of taking over Pei Aniu's body, from the point of view of the era he had lived in, it was definitely wrong. But as a Night Emperor who lived in a world where martial arts were respected, it was really a little unbelievable that he could think so.

It should be known that the experts in the martial arts world never cared about trifles.

"Patriarch."

Ye Xingchen said seriously, "As I have a deeper understanding of the Sacred Soul Tempering Skill, I found that this martial art can help me make up for my mistakes."

"What do you mean?" Jun Changxiao asked.

"The Sacred Soul Tempering Skill is used to temper the soul. When it reaches the peak, you can control the soul at will. Maybe you can transfer it from the original body to another body."

"So magical?" Jun Changxiao was stunned.

He had not practiced the Sacred Soul Tempering Skill recently. In order to become stronger, Ah Niu had been comprehending it day and night, so his understanding was much stronger.

"What a pity."

Ye Xingchen shook his head and said, "Transferring from another body to another body will also implicate a life, so I am very conflicted now."

"It's simple."

Jun Changxiao said, "Find a corpse."

Strictly speaking, he was also taking over the body. But unlike Ye Xingchen who took it by force, he inherited it after the death of the original owner. So he did not feel guilty and did not have to worry about being criticized by the readers.

"If I merge with an ordinary corpse, I may have to cultivate from the beginning."

This was what Ye Xingchen was most conflicted about.

He really wanted to leave this body and let Ah Niu regain control.

But he was afraid that if he were to transfer to another body, more than ten years of hard work would go to waste.

If there was no hatred, Ye Xingchen might choose to start over. But now that he had a ten-year promise with Empress Lingyao, he certainly would not allow himself to start from scratch.

"Indeed."

Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and said, "If the corpse and the soul do not match, there may be unknown problems, so we must consider carefully."

"Don't rush."

He comforted, "There is still a long time, one step at a time."

In fact, Gou Sheng had thought about whether to separate Ye Xingchen and Ah Niu, but there was no good way. Now that the Soul Tempering Sacred Celestial Technique had this function, he would definitely take it seriously, such as … finding the body of a fallen expert.



"Hua!"

In the clear lake, a strong body gradually floated to the surface and then stopped by the shore.

Who?

The Demon Ancestor!

After being trapped in the Demonic Region for so long, he could finally take a bath.

"Kekeke."

Turning around, looking at the body reflected on the lake, he said proudly, "Perfect body."

There was nothing wrong with the reconstructed body, but it would take a lot of time to recover his previous cultivation.

"It's not a big problem."

The Demon Ancestor comforted himself, "I just need to find a place with good feng shui and recuperate for a few hundred years."

The million demon army in the Demonic Region was gone, and the Hidden Island was also gone. But it was not enough to completely defeat him, because the death and failure he experienced 100,000 years ago were more serious than that!

"My Ancestor."

The Great Guardian said, "What should we do next?"

The Demon Ancestor's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he said, "Think of a way to get rid of the Sect of All Times!"

He did not know that the disappearance of the soldiers and the destruction of the base were directly related to Jun Changxiao, but he knew that his Sacred Demon Body was stolen by his disciple. Since the Ten Immortal Sects could not cause trouble, he could only do it himself!

The Great Guardian said worriedly, "The Sect of All Times has just been recognized as a Mysterious Sect, I'm afraid …"

The Demon Ancestor pointed at his head with two fingers and said, "Is your head used to store paste? Don't you know how to use some tricks? "

"Understood!"

The Great Guardian suddenly understood.

The Ancestor did not mean for him to fight the Sect of All Times openly, but to use tricks and tricks behind their backs.

"I'm going to cultivate in seclusion." The Demon Ancestor said lightly, "I'll leave the matter of dealing with the Sect of All Times to you. You must do it beautifully."

"Yes!"

The Great Guardian immediately raised his head.

However, he said weakly, "My Ancestor, where do you plan to cultivate in seclusion?"

"I can't stay in the West Ocean."

The Demon Ancestor thought for a while and said, "I can only go to the East Ocean."

"The Stone Statue Race's entrance is in the East Ocean. If they find out …"

"Hmph."

The Demon Ancestor said proudly, "If I want to hide, I won't be found by anyone!"

If the dead members of the Buried Moon Pavilion were still alive, they would definitely cry. My Ancestor, you said the same thing in the Hidden Island. In the end, you were still found and wiped out!

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