Chapter 217: Extracting Souls and Refining Spirits

"Extracting souls and refining spirits is an evil method, Nanbei Yi, how can you use this method!"

Just after returning to the courtyard where Yunmiao Sect was located, before everyone pushed open the door and went in, Shengsheng saw a figure falling down quickly.

Really falling down!

He fell to the ground so suddenly that even the ground shook violently. Shengsheng felt that the uncle holding her was also shocked.

"How dare you do this to the Immortal Lord of our sect, Nanbei Yi, you don't think that now is the era when Xuanzong rules the entire world of immortal cultivation!"

A burly man with an angry face, carrying a heavy sword on his back, stared at Shengsheng, or rather, the uncle holding her.

With a roar as strong as his presence, Shengsheng stared at the familiar Sword Sect uniform. Unlike the others, the sleeves were torn off, revealing strong and powerful arms with bulging veins, rough and domineering.

This is the Sword Sect's guardian elder - Hu Shuo.

Because the name is too easy to remember, Shengsheng met him several times when he was imprisoned in the Sword Sect by Bai Wuchen in his previous life, leaving a very deep memory.

"Fellow Daoist Hu Shuo, it's been many years since we last met."

Compared to Elder Hu Shuo's irritability and aggressive attitude in seeking justice, Nanbei was calm and even smiled.

Elder Hu Shuo glared at him: "Don't try to get close to me, Nanbei Yi, you are too arrogant and conceited. You actually used evil means. Do you want to be an enemy of our Sword Sect?"

When he thought that the ruthless sword master of the Sword Sect would become like that, Elder Hu Shuo was furious. He wanted to draw his sword and chop Nanbei Yi wildly.

The Xuan Sect had long been destroyed. Now it is not the Xuan Sect's world, but the world of the Seven Sects. Nanbei Yi did not care about the face of the Sword Sect. He did this to their people. It was simply to deliberately step on the face of the Sword Sect.

Even if others persuaded him, Elder Hu Shuo still couldn't swallow this evil breath and had to come to seek justice!

"Others are willing to give Xuanzong a face, but I won't!"

Nanbei looked at his angry face and smiled leisurely: "Fellow Daoist Hu Shuo, are you sure you want to discuss this with me here?"

His words reminded Hu Shuo that the master of Dengxian Tower directly arranged Yunmiao Sect near other sects, so that his movement just now was too loud, and there were already divine consciousnesses around scanning them.

Elder Hu Shuo's expression suddenly turned black, and he cursed at the others who were peeping: "What are you looking at, is the matter of my Sword Sect so interesting? If you peek again, be careful that I will go to trouble you!"

As soon as he said this, the divine consciousness that had originally fallen on the surroundings was instantly retracted.

However, there were still a few people who did not retract their tears, and some even said casually: "I don't know whether the Sword Sect's show was good or not. I was just appreciating the surrounding environment. Elder Hu Shuo, you are too overbearing. You can't even look at the street."

"That's right, that's right. This street is not yours. You chase people away as soon as you come. How overbearing!"

"Hahaha, fellow Taoists are right. Elder Hu Shuo, it's you who didn't consider the occasion, and instead blamed us first."

Seeing that Hu Shuo's expression was getting darker and redder, Nanbei handed Sheng Sheng, who was laughing non-stop, to Wen Rugu.

He stepped forward and opened the door, smiling and saying, "Fellow Daoist Hu Shuo, if you don't want to be watched, come in. I also want to discuss this matter with you."

Elder Hu Shuo was almost so angry at the person who said the sarcastic words that he bit his teeth and said angrily, "Come in!"

He wanted to see what this old man Nanbei Yi could say!

Nanbei Yi led Elder Hu Shuo into the hall, sat down on a chair casually, and turned his hand, and a set of tea sets appeared on the table: "Elder Hu Shuo, sit down."

He poured two cups of tea leisurely, but the person who came in with him had already been unable to bear it anymore. He took off his heavy sword and slammed it on the table, causing the table to shake, but the tea did not spill at all.

"Tell me, why do you use such a sinister method to deal with Bai Wuchen!"

Elder Hu Shuo was in no mood to deal with him, and questioned Nan Beiyi in a vicious voice. When he learned about this, he was a step slower.

Ji Changkong directly informed the sect master, who had a bad relationship with the Wuqing lineage and chose to ignore it. The elder felt that this matter was not reasonable and simply gave up questioning. Luo Chengtian and Yun Chuxiu were concerned about Bai Wuchen, but they were more worried about Luo Yuyang, and their hearts were not here.

After Hu Shuo knew about it, he hurried over quickly. Apart from anything else, the dignity of the Sword Sect must not be trampled on!

Even the Zhaoran Sword Immortal and the Array Immortal of the Xuan Sect must not be allowed to do so!

"Nanbei Yi, no matter what he did, he is a member of our Sword Sect!"

Hu Shuo stared at Nanbei Yi coldly. He and Nanbei Yi were from the same era.

But a thousand years ago, it was an era of gathering of talented people and shining stars. It was an era when the talented people dominated the world and wanted to compete with the sky for hegemony.

In this glorious and dazzling era, Hu Shuo was not conspicuous. He could only look up to Nanbei Yi and others. He tried his best to catch up, but was still far behind.

But it was also this inconspicuousness that allowed him to survive and live longer than the talented people of that year.

The talented people who once dominated the world died or were injured. The world has long forgotten them. No matter how dazzling and glorious they were, and how much they contributed to this world, they have all turned into a grain of sand in the long river of time.

He, who was once inconspicuous, has become a powerful man of this era, known to everyone and feared by everyone, and can stand on equal footing with Nanbei Yi.

To be honest, when he knew that Nanbei Yi and Zhao Ranmeng were not dead, Hu Shuo was shocked, but now that he is a powerful man in the late stage of fusion, he no longer has the envy he had in his youth.

If Nanbei Yi had not gone too far, humiliating Bai Wuchen and trampling on the dignity of the Sword Sect, others would not dare to intervene, and he would not have come here in anger.

Thinking of this, Hu said in a deep voice: "You can kill him, but you can never humiliate him with such cruel means, extract his soul and refine his spirit, and destroy his cultivation. You have gone too far!"

"Master uncle actually destroyed Bai Wuchen!"

Hearing Hu's words, Shengsheng, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was suddenly shocked. Was Bai Wuchen really destroyed like this?

Since Master uncle didn't let them in, but didn't drive them away, there was a barrier in the house, but it didn't isolate the sound.

Knowing that the elders allowed them to eavesdrop, Wen Rugu calmly took out two small chairs from the storage bag and sat face to face with Shengsheng to eavesdrop.

"It's normal, isn't it? He almost killed you at that time."

Wen Rugu laughed and fed Shengsheng persimmon cakes with a smile: "If Master and Uncle didn't know, it would be fine."

"Since they know and happen to be able to suppress them, how could they let it go so easily."

When he first learned about his junior sister's past life, Wen Rugu didn't know how many bottles of calming tea he drank and how many times he recited the Heart-Clearing Mantra before he suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

Putting himself in their shoes, Wen Rugu believed that although his master and uncle seemed calm on the surface, they were actually more furious than he was.