Wen Daoyan looked at Ji Yunlang with a complicated expression, then sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to caress him, and put his body into his sleeves along with the sleeping Miao Xiaomiao.

Then he looked at the two magic arrays in the void, raised his right hand slightly and put them away. Then he swept his mind, shook his body, and appeared in the attic not far away in the next breath.

After going down the attic, when he arrived at the center of the magic circle, he felt that there was nothing wrong with the magic circle. His expression improved a little. Then he walked down and came to the black palace.

In the palace, Wen Daosheng's face was paler than before. It was obvious that the previous fight had caused great losses to him. When he saw Wen Daoyan's figure, his face changed and hurriedly got up and smiled, "Why are you here, brother?"

Wen Daoyan said coldly: "Ji Yunlang is dead, he is the disciple who came here before."

"Die? How is that possible!" Wen Daosheng said in shock: "With his cultivation and mind, he can escape even if he encounters a cultivator of the same level at the least. What's going on?"

"It's not your junior brother. He was parasitized on others with his demonic thoughts, and he killed Ji Yunlang without any defense." Wen Daoyan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Demonic thoughts are parasitic?" Wen Daosheng frowned and said with some confusion: "Logically speaking, there will be various signs before a person becomes a demon. Ji Yunlang's mind should be able to show it."

"Not being possessed by demons, not only that, this kind of demonic parasitic method has deceived the disciples of three or five sects."

"I don't know this. He should have some special opportunity." Wen Daosheng sighed suddenly, and then paused and continued to say: "His cultivation is the mid-stage level of foundation building. Although according to common sense, the life soul has never lived in the Niwan Palace, if he adds the middle-stage level of his master of the three levels of cultivation, the life soul should be condensed successfully."

"It's indeed good, but the monster also expected this and was willing to give up the power of escape to defeat Ji Yunlang's life soul." Wen Daoyan's tone was quite lonely. In his opinion, it was very worthwhile to exchange Ji Yunlang's life for the life of the monster.

"It will be very difficult to reconverge the soul after the death is dissipated, but if my father is willing to take action, it will be possible."

"What about the success of condensation? You know that there is a huge gap between the life soul that has never lived in the Niwan Palace and the life soul that lives in the Niwan Palace. The latter is easy to deal with. Find a vicious person to offer his house or let Ji Yunlang take over the body, so that he will be resurrected, but Ji Yunlang is the former, and he can only rely on his own body to resurrect.

The monster was extremely cruel. Not only did it disperse Ji Yunlang's life soul, but it also used some means to destroy all his three passes and three fields, completely cutting off his way to seize the body or be offered to someone."

Wen Daosheng's figure collapsed and he murmured: "Is there no way to do anything?"

"There are, but there are some methods, but the method is not above this. Apart from that, there is only one method left, but the cost is quite high. Even if Ji Yunlang is resurrected, his path of Tao will be considered ruined."

"Is the first method my brother said to be soul cultivation?" Wen Daosheng thought of a rumor and asked like this.

Wen Daoyan nodded: "Yes, as for the second method, it is spiritual body."

"The spiritual body method of Ziyuan Dao Palace?"

"Yeah." Wen Daoyan responded, then changed the topic and said softly: "Daosheng, my father has some clues about your situation these days, but it will take some time to succeed. You can practice here with peace of mind."

"I have been waiting for more than five hundred years, and this is not a short time." Wen Daosheng smiled bitterly and stared at the void.

"I have brought you some items needed for cultivation this time. Practice with peace of mind. Your talent is better than me. You are the most hopeful of advancing to the Nascent Soul realm." Wen Daoyan said, turning his hand over and took out a storage bag.

After handing it to Wen Daosheng, he spoke again: "In order to prevent the backup plan left by your junior brother, I will send a few disciples to protect them from time to time, so don't scare them."

"Am I that bored?" Wen Daosheng rolled his eyes, then patted his clothes and bowed respectfully: "Brother, it's better to be early."

It’s good to go back to the sect. If Ji Yunlang’s life soul is delayed, you and me will be in trouble.”

"You need to say it." Wen Daoyan waved his hand and left without looking back.

After he could not sense Wen Daoyan, Wen Daosheng breathed a sigh of relief. Apart from his father, what he feared the most was his brother. He was really uncomfortable in front of him, but he held the storage bag in his hand and his mind was immersed in it. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His brother still loved him the most.

After leaving Jimo Mansion, Wen Daoyan rushed to the Tongchuan Hall very quickly. The previous monk guarding the hall saw his arrival and hurriedly bowed.

"Telection to the Lingchuan Pavilion of the Dayijianque Sect as fast as possible."

The monk guarding the palace responded, and then controlled the teleportation array. After a few breaths, the array was running, and Wen Daoyan's body disappeared with the spiritual light.

Almost at the same time, his figure appeared in the Spiritual Passage Pavilion of the Dayijianque Sect. After saying hello to the elders here, he fled towards the middle of the sect.

When he arrived at a grand hall, his figure suddenly stopped. After checking the identity of the jade pendant with the disciples of the gate, he hurried to the inside.

The guards here are so strict that even if he is Wen Daoxuan's son, he still needs to pass it through the layers of monks here to meet his father.

After a stick of incense, a voice came from the depths of the hall: "What's the important thing about Yan'er?"

Wen Daoyan bowed respectfully and told him with his mind that what he had born in Jimo City.

"Let's talk." Wen Daoxuan knew the importance of this matter, so he interrupted the matter at hand and decided to have an interview with Wen Daoyan.

Looking at the serious father in front of him, Wen Daoyan's expression became more respectful.

"The soul of life has dissipated and the three souls are lost. We need to use the ritual of fasting and sacrifice to summon souls. This matter has a deep cause and effect on you, my father and son. Therefore, I will be the commander of the ritual of this ritual, and Yan'er will be the ritual."

Wen Daoyan knew that this should be the case, so he replied softly.

After checking Ji Yunlang, Wen Daoxuan looked at Miao Xiaomiao.

At this time, Miao Xiaomiao was lying obediently on Ji Yunlang's body, and the "gurgling" sound continued.

"If I expected it would be true, the two of them should be interdependent." Wen Daoxuan sighed, turned his head to ponder for a moment, and then put away Ji Yunlang's body and Miao Xiaomiao.

"You go down first, and come here in seven days."

Wen Daoyan bowed his hands and bowed. Just as he was about to withdraw, Wen Daoxuan's voice sounded again.

"Daosheng is fine."
Chapter completed!