The white little snake didn't know what it was thinking, but it took a mouthful of water from the spring and sprayed it on Yang Xiu.

Yang Xiu wanted to hide, but his body seemed to be out of control and was sprayed by the white snake!

It's strange that such a small white snake spits out a larger volume of water than its own body.

"Hey, it's so comfortable!"

It was wet and still shouted that it was comfortable. This was not because Yang Xiu had any special interest or habits.

He just told the truth.

Just very comfortable!

This comfortable feeling is a bit like the feeling when I refined the Seven-Leaf Soul Spirit Fruit and my soul thoughts grew wildly.

"Little guy, come on some more!"

The white little snake was really obedient, so she lowered her head and took a sip of water, and sprayed it on Yang Xiu's body.

This spring is strange!

Yang Xiu simply walked to the edge of the spring, squatted down and asked, "Xiaobai, can I take a few sips?"

Perhaps because of the name Yang Xiu, the white little snake opened its mouth, exposed its little fangs, and spit out the snake's letter.

Yang Xiu: "If you don't drink, don't drink it. Then you can spray it for me."

The white little snake tilted its head and suddenly jumped up, biting Yang Xiu's finger.

The white snake was extremely fast, and Yang Xiu did not react at all from beginning to end.

The fingers bitten by the white snake did not feel any pain, but the white snake's strength was far beyond Yang Xiu's expectations.

Far above him!

After being pulled to death by the white snake, Yang Xiu fell directly into the spring!

"grass!"

Yang Xiu jumped up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands.

It’s true that after turning into the soul of the underworld and becoming a soul cultivator, all the manifestations of the body and soul will have the same reaction.

This sweat is real.

Looking at the familiar Guihun Platform around, Yan Tiannan, the master of the South Palace who had been in three ways, and many Rakshasa envoys around who had not yet stood up, Yang Xiu took a few breaths:

"I just said, I am a soul cultivator after all, so I won't be drowned, it turns out that I'm dreaming."

But what is strange is that why is the look around Rakshasa looking at him so wrong?

"Brother, you can do it!"

A half-squatted Rakshasa next to Yang Xiu gritted his teeth and said:

"We can't stand up even if we are desperately trying to hold on. You're okay, the snoring sounds loudly when you sleep, and you can still jump up and down when you wake up!"

"Jump up and down?"

Only then did Yang Xiu realize that he was still on the Soul Reincarnation Platform!

There should be a huge pressure that makes him unable to move his fingers.

But now, Yang Xiu only feels that he...

As light as a swallow!

After a little check of his body, Yang Xiu felt that the soul thoughts in his earthly soul had made a big breakthrough!

If the soul thoughts in Yang Xiu’s earth soul before were faint mist, then the soul thoughts in the earth soul now were already thick white mist!

Even Yang Xiu found a drop of liquid purely gathered from soul thoughts!

Only then did Yang Xiu understand why he could not break through the barrier of the earth soul.

The strength of the soul thought that I was proud of before was just starting out.

The faint smell of tea interrupted Yang Xiu's thoughts.

Looking at Yan Tiannan, the owner of the South Palace not far away, and the pure soul tea on the wooden table.

Yang Xiu immediately ran away.

The other Rakshasa envoys saw it in their eyes and were jealous in their hearts.

They are doing push-ups, and this young man at the peak of the Ascension Realm is now starting to play a three-level jump!

"Master Nan Palace!"

Looking at Yang Xiu who saluted respectfully, Yan Tiannan looked at him for a long time and finally asked:

"Did you have a dream?"

Yang Xiu: "Yes!"

Yan Tiannan: "You boy, your fortune is really great. You actually got the most valuable vision of Guihuntai."

Yang Xiu: "Visions?"

Yan Tiannan briefly told Yang Xiu about the vision of the Reincarnation Platform. After all, when he said that he was telling other Rakshasa envoys before, this guy was still snoring.

Yang Xiu couldn't help but look at the thunder that was still striking and the wind that was still storming not far away...

Yan Tiannan: "Thunderstorms all over the world and the winds return to one another, are all first-class visions, and your dream is called dreams not dreams."

Yang Xiu: "I would like to ask the Lord Nan Palace to answer the questions."

Yan Tiannan: "Dream is not a dream, it is the best vision of Guihuntai. Only you know the fate in it. According to the regulations of Guihun Palace, no one is allowed to ask and disclose it. I don't know more."

This "dream is not a dream" is indeed mysterious. Yang Xiu couldn't help but recall the white snake and the pool of spring water in his dream.

"Since you are the first to come to me, let's drink this pure soul tea."

"Thank you, Lord Nan!"

Yang Xiu was not polite, so he picked up the teacup, raised his head and fucked it!

After drinking, Yang Xiu smacked his lips and said, "Well, it smells a bit good. But it doesn't seem to feel anything?"

"You reckless boy, really don't understand tea!"

Yan Tiannan laughed and scolded: "The medicinal power of this soul tea will be integrated into your three souls and seven spirits. If you have that opportunity, the soul is a Taoist body, the medicinal power of this soul tea will be activated to help you go further. But at this moment, you can just drink it as ordinary tea."

Yang Xiu was a little regretful and thought that drinking this soul tea would have an effect immediately.

But thinking about it, if you really want to drink it, you can start to accumulate the soul body directly at the peak of the Ascension Realm. Such a heaven-defying thing is probably not something Yan Tiannan can do.

At this moment, the thunder and strong wind on the Guihun Platform gradually dissipated.

Soul-falling spear-Qin Jiangming and Spirit-Destroying Blade-Ouyang Mu both opened his eyes.

They all looked at the wooden table in front of Yan Tiannan, the master of the South Palace.

Then, they saw Yang Xiu next to the wooden table and the tea cup held in their hands.

Qin Jiangming's eyes turned red at that time:

"How is this possible?"

Among the 100 spiritual nine Rakshasa envoys present, their realm was much worse than others. The late-born junior who was suspected to have passed the back door actually got the Soul Tea?

"Linghun Tea!"

Qin Jiangming rushed up yelled.

Qin Jiangming has already obtained his own fortune, and the pressure of the Soul Platform has no restrictions on him.

Yang Xiu was not worried that Qin Jiangming would take action. Where is this? Guihuntai!

How can he be so arrogant?

Sure enough, Qin Jiangming did not have any tendency to attack Yang Xiu, he just grabbed the teacup in Yang Xiu's hand.

He turned the teacup over and shook it.

"It's really gone!"

Qin Jiangming was so angry that he stomped his foot hard on the Guihun Platform.

It took a long time to vent.

Ouyang Mu was much calmer, but he looked at Yang Xiu with helpless eyes.

The two learned from the Nan Palace Master Yan Tiannan that Yang Xiu was the purgatory tea that he slept through when he was sleeping. Qin Jiangming pointed at Yang Xiu fiercely and gritted his teeth and said:

"I Qin Jiangming has never been convinced by anyone. This time I'm convinced! I would have punched myself unconscious if I had known it!"
Chapter completed!