Maybe I shouldn't die.

There was no need to even go in. As soon as everyone walked to the city gate, they saw two souls.

One of them looked familiar to them, it was the young boy's soul. As for the other one, although it looked a little strange, judging from its slightly transparent and weak state, it should be the spirit that tried to occupy Fang Yue's body.

The other party seemed to have anticipated his own fate, and did not even intend to hide anything. When he saw the group of people approaching, the young man only said one sentence:

"You are here."

This attitude might be a lie!

The two brothers couldn't help but look at each other, and they saw the same suspicion in each other's eyes.

But the four spirits who were with them did not have any doubts and thought that the boy's behavior was normal.

After all, they have already come here. No matter what the plan is, it is doomed to fail. It is the easiest way to just confess directly.

Anyway, it is impossible to do anything to the carrier of luck.

His identity is a natural amulet.

Of course, this is also the part that the Four Spirits hate the most, because they are the ones who have to clean up after everything.

This is not the first time that there has been a lot of trouble over the past tens of thousands of years.

But Tiger Spirit's attitude was still not very good. It frowned and asked in a bad tone:

"Where is the soul of the trial-taker?"

Since you have already made such a gesture, why don't you just bring the soul here?

What happened?

Long Ling had the same idea and asked:

"You didn't hurt the trialists, did you?"

Judging from the state of the soul of the luck bearer, there should be no such thing, but it is hard to say about the other one.

The injuries on this soul are too severe. Who knows if it is the backlash of harming the trial-taker.

For a moment, all unfriendly eyes fell on the slightly transparent soul of the young man.

After realizing the meaning in these gazes, Mirror Spirit couldn't help but frown.

"Hurt her? Who can hurt her? It's good enough that she doesn't hurt me."

His tone was full of resentment.

His soul was seriously injured, and what he needed most was to return to his body to heal, but where was his body? It had been stolen.

It's obviously a soul that is only at the Jindan stage.

I don't even know what method was used to directly refine his body.

Seeing these words and this resentment, Xia Weizhi and Fu Shi couldn't help but look at each other, and found that there was the same surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.

Could it be that my junior sister did something?

She is the little disciple accepted by Master Fengchan, and the younger sister of this generation's great senior sister Zhu Qing'an. She should have a lot of life-saving items on her.

If they had not already achieved great success, there would be no need to worry about their junior sister getting hurt.

After all, even the Fengshan Venerable has not yet reached perfection.

It’s never wrong to have more awe for the unknown.

But now it seems that they were worrying too much?

Judging from the performance of this weapon spirit, it doesn't seem like he has caused any harm to his junior sister. Instead, it seems like he has been harmed by his junior sister!

Thinking of this, the two of them felt relieved, but also couldn't help but feel a little gloating.

They all deserve it!

This is the retribution for plotting against my junior sister.

However, such feelings cannot be directly expressed on one's face. Before meeting my junior sister, everything is just speculation.

Although this speculation is very likely to be true.

Xia Wei Zhi said:

"Where's our junior sister?"

The weapon spirit wanted to complain, but the young man stopped him with his hand and said:

"it's here."

As he spoke, he handed over a mirror-shaped magical weapon - it was the body of the spirit of the weapon, the refined small world.

This? A magical instrument that has come to life?

Why are there so many magical instruments of living creatures in this secret trial realm? One young man is not enough, and there is also a magic mirror.

The four spirits could naturally tell that this magic mirror was now in a spiritual state and was also a space-type magic weapon, so it could naturally hold a soul.

Tiger Spirit Road:

"Since the soul of the trialist is inside, why not just let her out."

Hearing this, Jing Ling's face turned even darker.

Don’t they want to let it go?

The young man reached out his hand to comfort the mirror spirit, then said:

"We can't release it. That is Ah Jing's true body. It should have been refined by the trial-taker now."

Refined it?

A junior soul in the Jindan stage directly refined the body of a perfect Dao spirit weapon?

This is really a bit too ridiculous!

Hu Ling couldn't contain his surprise at all.

"You're not kidding?"

The doubt in his tone could not be concealed at all.

The young man nodded and said affirmatively:

"No kidding."

Perhaps it was because it was not his real body that was occupied, or perhaps he had gradually become accustomed to it over the past few years.

He was still relatively calm at this moment.

The few spirits who got affirmative answers were silent and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The person who was originally thought to need saving no longer needs to be saved, and the party who was originally thought to be the persecutor has become the one being persecuted.

This is no longer something that can be described with just one dramatic word.

"He deserves it."

An extremely clear and somewhat resentful voice broke the silence.

The one who spoke was Fu Shi.

Xia Weizhi also added:

"Yes, he deserved it. Our junior sister with excellent talents was forced to give up her body and become a spirit."

The cultivation of spirits is completely different from that of monks.

Becoming a spirit means that all her previous training will be invalidated and she will have to start all over again.

My junior sister was a top talent who was able to form a pill in her early twenties.

If it weren't for this accident.

After leaving this secret realm, she estimated that it wouldn't take much time for her to cultivate to the perfection of the Golden Core. She might even have a chance to break the record of her senior sister and become the youngest infant-forming cultivator in the entire Northern Territory.

But now such an outstanding talent is wasted.

Become an ordinary-looking spirit.

Junior sister is confused!

Why not wait a little longer?

The two brothers' faces were filled with disappointment, regret, and resentment towards the two spirits in front of them.

Although they did not have a very deep understanding of the trial-taker, thinking about the luck they had seen in her before, the spirits could imagine how outstanding that person's talent was.

It seems a pity that it has turned into a spirit weapon just like that.

Thinking of this, expressions of deep regret appeared on their faces.

Such an expression stimulated the spirit of the weapon.

With a normal IQ, he could naturally see what these people and spirits were regretting.

I almost got furious for a moment.

What does this mean? He deserved that his original body was taken away, after all, he had also robbed the other person's body before.

But what the hell is this attitude of looking down on him even though they have already robbed him of his body?

It really annoyed Ling.

He finally couldn't help but retort:

"My true body is not an ordinary spirit. It is a complete little world. It's really a bargain for her."

Xia Weizhi didn't believe this, and he immediately retorted:

"If it really is a small world, the spirits born in it are equivalent to the way of heaven. How can there be a way of heaven like you?"

This makes a lot of sense. No matter how you look at it, the spirit in front of you doesn't look like a heavenly way, even if that small world is not big.

But the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao is essentially different from that of the spirit of an artifact!