I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

"Then use these cheats to practice the soul method to increase the strength of the soul?"

Jiang Yeming, who rejected the idea of ​​taking shortcuts, took out six soul law cheat books and handed them to Nether Swordsman.

Across the space gap, Nether Swordsman beckoned to receive the cheat books, read them all, and said with a sneer, "I advise you not to practice these, they are all sent by the Soul Lord Temple, and there are various secrets hidden in them, and if you are not careful, you will be plotted against. If you want to improve your soul, I have a simpler and more effective method."

Jiang Yeming was overjoyed, and quickly asked, "What method?"

"Soul Stealing" Nether Swordsman said mysteriously:

"The Hall of the Soul Lord is extremely mysterious, yet it can freely appear in all realms of the heavens, how can no one care about such a magical place.

Once, a monk who was not afraid of death entangled a large group of people, and then prayed to come to the hall of the soul master, and they all came out and tried to rush into the hall of the soul master.Although most of them failed, a very small number of them got into a secret passage at the back of the hall.
Although there were many obstacles after entering the secret path, they had the opportunity to enter a pill room, and one of the people in this group got a whole bottle of soul refining pill from the pill room.Taking one can greatly increase the soul power. With this bottle of soul refining pill, this person has achieved a great foundation and has been invincible ever since. "

Jiang Yeming looked suspiciously at Nether Swordsman: "I feel like you are talking about yourself."

The Nether Swordsman shook his skeleton, and replied awkwardly: "It is indeed me. When I was young, I was so bold that I even dared to break into the Hall of the Soul Lord. It was because of that opportunity that I achieved the half-step transcendence I am now."

"It makes sense. How can there be no danger in the journey of cultivating immortality? Compared with the danger of being calculated by others, I prefer to calculate the danger of others."

Jiang Yeming smiled, so what if he didn't practice the six high-level soul techniques, but the soul master's hall had to go for a break, and if he really got the elixir, he could save a lot of time.

Besides, the Nether Swordsman was just a monk who had just entered the Void Alchemy back then, so he dared to break through. How dare he dare not with his own strength!
After he asked Nether Swordsman for more details, he took his leave and left.

Looking at Jiang Yeming's disappearing figure, Nether Swordsman sighed softly: "Why does the soul master value him so much? He has to take so many detours to help him strengthen his soul power."

A group of human-shaped shadows stepped out in the void: "The soul master said that he is a person of destiny, and he is also the practitioner who is most likely to gather time, space, fate, and the avenue of good fortune at the same time. When the destruction of the world in the sky is imminent, the soul master is willing to make some investments in advance."

Nether Swordsman looked into the deep void, was stunned for a while, then turned around to close the gap in the space, and said, "I am different from you, I am drunk today when I have wine, and I will be sad tomorrow. I have paid back the favor, and I haven't had enough of this colorful world."

After Jiang Yeming learned about the Soul Lord Hall from Nether Swordsman, he started to lay out the layout.

Soon, a piece of news spread in the Cultivation Alliance that someone actually planned to plan for the treasure of the Hall of Soul Lords.

Most of the senior monks know about the Soul Lord Hall.

Although I have heard similar rumors before, saying that it was a coincidence that someone entered the Hall of the Soul Lord to obtain inheritance and panacea, and was not pursued by the Soul Lord, but most monks kept a respectful distance from this mysterious and powerful existence.

But this kind of life is born to follow the crowd, and is extremely curious. Greed can deceive the Taoist heart, even monks are no exception.

After rumors that there are all kinds of magical treasures in the Hall of the Soul Lord, and there are treasure maps that can be sneaked into such big news, more and more high-level monks rushed to the vicinity of Huangshaxing.

Soon, it was time for the Treasure Stealing Conference.

Near the rumored predetermined location, monks from all walks of life are hidden.

These monks had a useless treasure map in their hands, sneaking silently, waiting for the moment when the Hall of the Soul Master appeared.

Rumors have it that the secret path is behind the temple, and the treasure map is only useful if you enter it.

While the masters from all walks of life were waiting nervously, a ghost king-level ghost holding a white flag tremblingly walked to the center, cleared his throat, and raised his voice:

"Everyone, don't worry, I just invited you to perform the prayer ceremony, the whole thing has nothing to do with me!"

After the ghost king who had received 10 high-level spirit stones finished speaking, he saw that no one was bothering him, so he put down the white flag and muttered, "Master Soul Master bless me, I must succeed once, otherwise these people will be served."

He tore off a finger, which instantly turned into a black air mass, and then drew the black air mass into a simple magic circle.

Formation!

Thick black air erupted from the magic circle, and the ghost king stepped back quickly, and said loudly, "I succeeded. You wait for the hall of the soul master to come out and reappear, so as not to startle the snake." Then, the ghost king also took out a treasure map. It seems that this guy not only wants to earn the ten high-level spirit stones, but also sneaks into the hall of the soul master to earn some extra money.

Everyone was staring at the black smoke gushing from the magic circle, waiting for the moment to strike.

Jiang Yeming, who was hiding behind a meteorite, leaned against the cold stone in boredom, and Jiang Junzhe's excited voice came from beside his ear: "Dad, I'm ready to do something, get up quickly."

"What's the hurry, I don't know where the secret passageway is, let them explore the way first." Jiang Yeming replied indifferently.

"Father is very experienced, indeed he is often shady, I want to learn from you." Jiang Junzhe praised.

"This..." Jiang Yeming suddenly didn't know how to communicate with his son. This kid obviously had a talent for fighting, but he wanted to study all day long, and he still had shady methods. He didn't know what he would become in the future.

However, Jiang Junzhe is already very self-judgmental now, and Jiang Yeming can't teach him anymore.

Hey, my sons and daughters are like this, and being a father doesn't feel like I've accomplished anything.

He simply ignored his aggressive son who wanted to command the battle, and continued to rest on the stone.

"Dad, don't sleep, the black smoke is finished."

"It's such a big temple, look quickly, they've all started."

Under the urging of his son, Jiang Yeming stood up and looked into the distance.

The huge and simple temple stands in the starry sky, bigger than the royal city of the Shengyao giants, and even more majestic than the capital of the Xiling Empire.

Jiang Yeming was imagining what kind of creatures could live in a building of this level.

Star giants?That child is not tall enough.

Soon, the answer came out. Two Optimus Primes walked out with big thick legs, standing on the left and right by the gate.

This is the attendant of the Soul Clan, I don't know what race it is, and it is [-] meters tall.

The two super giants didn't even look at the monks rushing towards the back of the temple, and only said one sentence: "Prayers enter the temple to wait for the soul master, and the rest are not allowed to enter."

Who would want to be a slave in the Soul Master's Hall? All the monks rushed to the back of the temple in contempt, where there was a legendary treasure.

But the only unlucky ghost king was dragged by the irresistible mighty force and struggled to be pulled into the temple.

Jiang Yeming continued to wait, and the Hall of the Soul Master did exactly what the Nether Swordsman said, and did not bother with those treasure-hunting monks.

Therefore, he escaped and joined the treasure hunting team.