Nowadays, Qiu Yangling is different from Ming Gu Lin and Ming Huo Lin. The mysterious bone monsters of Ming Ming Fire Forest are different. They have no ghost energy on their bodies and only have strong pure Yang spiritual power.

This makes spiritual beasts like the little white fox inevitably have some favoritism towards elves like Qiu Yangling.

This is normal. An acquired spirit body like Qiu Yangling can actually be regarded as a special elf, and it is a rare existence in the world.

In other words, it belongs to a special weapon spirit, which has a special connection with special spiritual places like Fuyang Xian Peak.

For all spirit beasts, these elves that purely use spiritual power to form spiritual bodies can naturally attract them, especially those elves with similar or identical spiritual power attributes to the spirit beasts themselves, which can make them closer to each other as blood relatives.

Now this Qiu Yangling is a spiritual body composed of pure yang spiritual power. Although it does not match the water and wood spiritual power of the little white fox, it is enough to attract many spiritual beasts to instinctively create a sense of intimacy.

But now when Qiu Yangling spoke, the little white fox's original favor in his heart disappeared a little. It knew that Qiu Yangling was actually no different from Ming Gulin and others, which really disappointed the little white fox.

The little white fox doesn't like Zhu Lingwu and other soul clones at all. Although each of them has their own personalities, in the eyes of the little white fox, they are Zhu Lingwu one by one. When facing the little white fox, they always look like a master.

In the heart of the little white fox, Zhu Lingwu is the only one who is the leader of its contract, so naturally he is not happy with the attitude of these clones towards it.

But these Zhu Lingwu's soul clones are not completely obedient like their demon spirit slaves. Although they obey Zhu Lingwu's instructions, they will never compliment the little white fox like its demon spirit slaves. They have completely independent consciousness to think.

"Haha, little Daji, they are different from your flatterers. They are all independent, and they can all become a special existence independently! Well, wait. No, no, this seems to be..."

Suddenly, Zhu Lingwu's heart moved, as if he had sensed something, and then ran to his bamboo house in a few steps.

"What's wrong, what's wrong, old ghost. What's going on!"

The little white fox followed into the bamboo house for no reason, but saw Zhu Lingwu sitting cross-legged on his bamboo couch.

"Ming Gulin just informed me that it is going to condense the ghost pill. This is a rare thing. I cannot miss this opportunity and experience the process of cultivators condensing the golden pill!"

Zhu Lingwu quickly closed his eyes and meditated on the bamboo couch. It turned out that it was the Ming Gulin who had been in seclusion in the Netherworld Ancient Tomb. At this moment, it began to condense the ghost cultivation golden elixir. Well, maybe it could be said to be the ghost elixir.

Zhu Lingwu knew that Minggulin had been in seclusion recently in order to condense the golden elixir, and in order not to interfere with its own understanding of its own ghost path during retreat, Zhu Lingwu did not take the initiative to contact Minggulin.

Now Minggulin took the initiative to send a soul-minded message, telling Zhu Lingwu about this incident, so that Zhu Lingwu should not miss this rare opportunity to understand.

This is a rare opportunity. Only Zhu Lingwu can perfectly observe the process of the foundation-building monk condensing the golden elixir for his soul clone.

Although Zhu Lingwu has not yet built a foundation, Zhu Lingwu now has a faint feeling that he can enter the foundation building state at any time. What he lacks now is a step forward from the cross-border threshold.

This time, the Minggulin condensed ghosts to cultivate the golden elixir, perhaps for Zhu Lingwu, it was also a medium that prompted him to build the foundation.

Of course, Zhu Lingwu is also ready to build a foundation at any time. Zhu Lingwu had asked many questions about foundation building from Wu Hua Zhenren, so Zhu Lingwu was somewhat sure about how to build a foundation.

What's more, Zhu Lingwu always carried two foundation-building pills with him. When necessary, he could take the pills to help him overcome the spiritual power refining problems that he might encounter during foundation-building.

But no matter whether Zhu Lingwu can build a foundation or not, now he can observe and understand the process of a foundation-building monk breaking through to become a golden elixir monk. For any qi-cultivating or foundation-building monk, it is a kind of insight into practice.

So after sitting cross-legged, Zhu Lingwu restrained his soul thoughts and sent the soul thoughts to the slightest sense in the void with his connection with the soul of Minggulin. At this moment, his soul thoughts seemed to completely ignore space and distance.

The little white fox on the side heard Zhu Lingwu's words and saw Zhu Lingwu's actions again, so he stuck out his tongue at Zhu Lingwu, turned his head to look at Qiu Yangling beside him.

At this time, Qiu Yangling seemed to take the initiative to protect Zhu Lingwu, sat directly at the door of the bamboo house, hung his feet on the threshold, and looked at the village where the demon cultivator lived in a distant place.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the little white fox felt extremely bored. It had to jump out of the bamboo house again, and when it got outside, it released a few demon spirit slaves, floating around it, and playing around.

Besides, Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts seemed to jump into the ancient tomb of the Netherworld as if they crossed the space. Zhu Lingwu could sense thousands of soul clones with different strengths, as if dark soul fires were jumping and flashing everywhere.

Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts cannot see the environment of the Netherworld Ancient Tomb. After all, the soul thoughts that are not Zhu Lingwu can really travel through space to such a fartherworld Ancient Tomb. Even the spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul cultivator cannot be released so far.

This is completely a special soul sensing between the main soul of the Lich and the clone of the sub soul.

Of course, although Zhu Lingwu couldn't see the Netherworld Ancient Tomb at this moment, he still knew in his heart that where he saw these soul fires now was the Netherworld Ancient Tomb.

Many of these thousands of dark soul fires of different sizes are wandering souls that were newly attracted by the Netherworld Ancient Tomb, and the sub-soul clones transformed by the ghost guarding the ancient tomb using the tomb ban.

However, after a group of ghost spirits were sent out before, the ghost servants went to fill in the strength of Xuanyin Sect, the newly born son soul clones in the ancient tombs of the Netherworld are still in the cultivation stage.

Of course, although these weak sub-soul clones were not directly transformed by Zhu Lingwu, they were also controlled by Zhu Lingwu. This was like a different vampire clan. As the ancestor, Zhu Lingwu had absolute control.

Now in this ancient tomb of Netherworld, there are only two dark soul fires that are obviously different from other soul fires. They are like two bonfires, which make people know at a glance that their ghost power is absolutely extraordinary.

These two soul fires naturally represent the soul fires that guard the ghost spirits of the ancient forest and the ancient tomb. For Zhu Lingwu, they can directly distinguish their identities based on their own soul thoughts.

The ancient tomb guardian ghosts were still hiding in the Supreme Netherworld Nine Dragon Throne, and the ancient Netherworld is now in the back garden of the ancient tomb palace, which should be the branch filled with earth-based spiritual power.
Chapter completed!