The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron Chapter 2918: Escaped a calamity
In Linghuyang's memory, Su Yu recognized that this was one of the Seven Patriarchs of the Soul Saint Clan!
Different from the rest of the forces, the people of the Soul Saint Race, because of the cultivation of the Soul Secret Art, can already achieve immortality.
Ordinary creatures will gradually die due to the decline of their bodies, just like those old monsters of the Tiandao Alliance.
The cultivation base is strong, but it cannot stop the decay of the body.
But the soul saints, even if their bodies decay, they can transfer to the rest of the body through the soul ancestor technique and continue to survive.
Therefore, almost all the people of the Soul Saint Race are immortal.
As a result, the prosperity of the coexistence of countless ancestors in the clan.
Of course, the only way is forever.
Soul Saints gain and lose.
The lost side is that the ability to reproduce is extremely weak.
They seem to be cursed, usually in a generation, there is only one offspring, and the extras either fail to conceive or are stillborn.
If a certain generation is completely destroyed, causing a fault, then this branch is basically cut off.
Therefore, the members of the Soul Saint Clan are very rare, and the Soul Saint Clan that shocks the heavens, there are only three males and seven female descendants.
And this elder is the seventh patriarch, an existence whose cultivation has reached the level of a great saint.
In terms of strength, he is no weaker than Elder Han Yuan of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.
"Who did your injuries?" The Seventh Patriarch asked, staring at the injured children.
Linghujie gritted his teeth because of the pain, and said, "It's Linghuyang! Seventh Patriarch, you have to uphold justice for us. We didn't do anything, and Linghuyang bullied us."
"Bullying you? Him?" Qizu showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Anyone could bully them, except for Linghuyang.
What's Linghuyang's situation, can he not know?
"It's really him!" Several other juniors who were taught a lesson also said.
Oh?
Seven Patriarch's gloomy face eased a lot: "Is it really him?"
He looked at Yan Feiying and said thoughtfully, "Feiying, where is Linghuyang?"
"Going out." Yan Feiying looked complicated.
The Seventh Patriarch asked again, "Linghuyang has made great progress recently?"
The person who knows Linghuyang best should be the person next to him.
Yan Feiying was silent, she struggled inwardly.
With her keen senses, she finds it hard to believe that the man who is resolute and decisive is really her husband.
Although, Linghuyang like this is exactly what she has dreamed of, but it feels very strange to her.
Not only this sudden strength, but in many details, she can clearly feel that it is not Linghuyang who is standing in front of her, but another person.
Just when she didn't know what to answer, Su Yu stepped inside in time, clasped her fists and said, "Returning to the Seventh Ancestor, Yang'er has indeed achieved something."
In Linghuyang's memory, the Seventh Patriarch was the one who cared a lot for him and was very friendly.
He is often called Yang Er.
With this self-proclaimed statement, Yan Feiying finally regained a sense of familiarity.
People who are not in the Holy Race of Souls do not know these details.
The Seventh Patriarch sat on the Taishi chair, looked him up and down, and said, "Your injury has recovered?"
The palm of the Nine Dead Trolls back then could be said to cut off Linghuyang's path of cultivation.
Su Yu shook his head: "That's not true, but under the action of my omnipotent panacea, my soul power has increased a lot."
Yan Feiying's eyes brightened again, her tone was like Linghuyang.
She didn't know, Su Yu knew from Linghuyang's memory that Linghuyang had been addicted to medicinal pills for many years, not because he was playful and willful, but was trying his best to restore his body.
I hope to give Yan Feiying the dignity and life she deserves.
That's all, all overshadowed by his seemingly cynical appearance.
"Really?" Seven Patriarchs smiled slightly, stretched out his palms, and gently pushed towards Su Yu.
Suddenly, Su Yu felt that there was an invisible thing passing through his soul.
Looking back, there is a looming stone tablet behind him, showing the forty-ninth order.
"Forty-ninth-order soul power?" The Seventh Patriarch was surprised.
Linghu Jie, Linghu Yun and other juniors took a deep breath.
Rank is a measure of the strength of a person's soul.
From level one to level ninety-nine.
There are no mortals who have the slightest cultivation base, only the first rank.
And if the cultivation base reaches the level of the Ancient Sage, there are thirty-ninth levels.
Arriving at the level of the Great Sage, there are forty-nine levels.
Halloween level, there should be fifty-nine levels.
As for the higher level, it requires special cultivation of soul power to achieve it. It cannot be achieved by the reinforcement brought by the improvement of the cultivation base.
The highest known record is one of the ten emperors, with a soul reaching the ninety-ninth order.
The second is an existing ancestor of the soul saints, the first ancestor, whose soul has reached the ninth order.
At that level, the soul has become so powerful that it affects the operation of the heavens and escapes the shackles of the body.
And among the contemporary juniors, Linghu Jie, who had the strongest soul before, was at the 39th rank. This has been the case in recent years among the juniors with the best talent for soul cultivation.
Now, Linghuyang has quietly cultivated to the forty-ninth order, who can believe it?
He had barely reached the thirtieth rank before.
"Are you really Linghuyang?" Linghujie stared at him, "Isn't it an outsider who occupies Linghuyang's body?"
The younger generation is full of doubts.
Linghuyang's change is not only earth-shaking, but a different person.
Su Yu said indifferently: "You mean to say that someone can practice the forbidden technique of my clan and exchange souls?"
As we all know, that forbidden art has been destroyed long ago, and no one can learn it.
Linghujie stared at Yan Feiying: "You said! Is Linghuyang really cultivating soul power? As a wife~IndoMTL.com~ you should know best!"
After a pause, his tone was much gentler, and he said: "His authenticity is related to the future of the Soul Saint Race, you have to consider it carefully."
Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Feiying one after another, expecting her to give an honest answer.
"Speak!" Linghujie urged.
Yan Feiying was silent for a while, then shook her head: "I don't know! But, I know, he must be my husband."
Speaking, he stepped forward and took his arm, standing beside Su Yu with exceptional determination.
Linghujie patted the coffee table and said, "You lied!"
The rest of the people also find it hard to believe that Linghuyang really had such an earth-shaking change, and they all made accusations.
"Enough!" Seventh Patriarch said indifferently, "He is Linghu Yang."
Everyone quieted down, and he smiled with relief: "A person's strength may be able to cheat, but his memory will not, and the memory of my soul saints, even less!"
The memories of the soul saints can't be taken away by outsiders unless they voluntarily.
A memory will self-destruct at the slightest thought of resistance.
Someone wanted to capture Linghuyang's memory and put it into his own soul to get away with it, which was impossible at that time.
It turned out that the palm of the Seventh Patriarch just now, in addition to testing the strength of his soul, secretly turned over Linghuyang's memory to confirm that it was himself.
What he didn't know was that Su Yu was just hiding his memories and only revealed Linghuyang's memories.
At this level, he managed to escape. (https:)
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