C11 The Evil Spirit Left His Body

Ting Ao's cultivation growth was extremely fast. After cultivating day and night and the pile of magic treasures that Qing Bai had given him, he had reached the late stage of the heart in less than half a year, and this was the result of his intentional control.

And he did not stop cultivating the Burning Blood Sword either. He also gradually adapted to the remaining three souls and began to absorb and fuse them. It was just that the memories of the Demon God from his previous life in the three souls were extremely chaotic. He was unwilling and resentful, and was unable to figure it out for a while.

Regardless of whether it was in his previous or current life, Ting Ao and Chi Ba were the same person. Ting Ao thought that no matter how eccentric the three souls were, they would still return to the primordial spirit.

Who would have thought that one of the souls would see that Ting Ao's Spiritual Force had increased in vain? Knowing that there was no hope of devouring it, he forcefully separated it from his body and wanted to find another place.

"Haven't you seen it clearly? You and I are from the same root, and fusing with the Guiyuan is the right way. Besides, this is the White Cloud Abbey, where can you go without your body?"

This fierce soul was Chi Ba's deepest obsession. His soul had not been completely found, and he was unclear about what happened in his previous life. He only knew that if he gave in now, he would never be able to see that person again. He could not see that person smile at him, and he could not touch that person's face. No, he was not willing to give up.

But who was that man? Where was he going to find him? Li Hun had forgotten.

The moment the fierce soul left Ting Ao, Ting Ao felt that his fierce soul's reaction was fast. He immediately attached himself to the White Cloud Abbey disciple outside the door.

He was satisfied with this new body that was easy to control, "How could I, Chi Ba, yield to your next brat? I have a feeling that the person I'm looking for is in this White Cloud Abbey. Don't disturb my good things, or else you will see."

The fierce soul took advantage of his new body and leisurely strolled around the White Cloud Abbey. Usually, it was Ting Ao's main consciousness that occupied Ting Ao's body, so he couldn't show himself at all. He wanted to eat Ting Ao, but his consciousness was too alert and couldn't find a good opportunity to attack. Now, Ting Ao could no longer disturb him. He could do whatever he wanted.

Where should he go to find that person? Let's start with Falling Cloud Peak. That brat found me there...

"Heh, what are you thinking about? Didn't you go to ask Ting Ao for guidance on your mental cultivation method? Why are you here? " Just as Li Hun was thinking about being sneak attacked from behind, he received a heavy palm strike on his abdomen.

"I..." What kind of mental cultivation method was he using? It was so powerful.

"What are you doing? I didn't use too much strength. Why did you fall to the ground?"

This disciple of the White Cloud Abbey, Ah Mao, was good friends with Ah Lian, who had been possessed by a fierce soul. Since they had not been in the Inner Peak for a long time, they had been divided into delicate and pretty disciples to refine pills. When they heard that Taoist Priest Qing had brought back a young man named Ting Ao whose cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, Ah Lian wanted to ask for guidance. But why did this Ah Lian become so silly? Why did he kneel down after just a light touch?

Li Hun was also very confused. He could clearly feel the magic power in his body, so why couldn't he use it?

Li Hun did not know that the Lian he possessed was born with five short and five soft and five slow. He only kept him in the Inner Peak because of his talent in alchemy. Having just possessed him, his demonic nature was too strong for Lian to bear, resulting in this situation.

"It's nothing. I just lost my footing."

Ah Mao was careless and didn't care too much about it. "Then what did you get from Ting Ao? How could he be so powerful? I admire him so much."

"What's there to admire about that kid? It's all because of Qing Bai. You might as well worship me, think..."

"Ah?"

"I, I mean, Ting Ao is so powerful, so powerful ~"

"I think so too," Momo said, but before she could ask any more questions, she remembered something important. "Oh, no."

"Who have I ever been afraid of? I..."

Ah Mao was an impatient person. He dragged the fake Ah Lian and ran towards Daoist Priest Qing Xiu's peak. Poor Li Hun's weak legs were trembling.

On account of Ah Mao's identity as a cover, no one would pay any attention to a child who was refining pills. The search for him would start from the peak of Qing Xiu.