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"Let me talk to you about creating a 'soul' first." Mr. Fat breathed a sigh of relief: "I have said before that all things in the world cannot escape the constraints of yin and yang, and are inseparable from the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth."

"Well, then?" Wang Sancai hurriedly urged: "What is the point?"

"The key point is to gather the power of the five elements." Mr. Fat first said a vague concept and then explained it: "After you reach the ultimate level, you will know that the essence of the world is composed of yin and yang and the five elements. Then, when your five elements are more and more balanced, you can change the form of the object at will, look..."

While talking, Mr. Fat waved his hand and the small stool next to him immediately flew towards him. However, during this flight, the square stool with four legs began to change its shape. When it flew to Mr. Fat's hand, it had turned into a round stool similar to a wooden pier!

Wang Sancai was stunned!

Because he found that he still couldn't do it himself.

"Although the main body of this wooden bench belongs to the wood of the five elements, it can grow into a wood body. It not only requires the nourishment of water, but also the cultivation of soil. Therefore, if you want to change its shape, you must balance the vitality of wood, water and soil in your body." As he said, Mr. Fat also placed the round stool on the ground and said, "This is a means to gather the three five elements to change the shape of the wood."

Wang Sancai was confused and couldn't help but interrupt: "According to what you said, soul creation requires five kinds of five elements. Don't I need to achieve great perfection?"

"In theory, the Great Perfection can be infinitely close to creation out of thin air." Mr. Fat shook his head and rejected: "It is very simple to create a soul, you only need a single five elements. Basically, any great powerhouse can do it..."

Wang Sancai felt relieved: "Then how to do it?"

"But the difficulty lies in finding the soul body." Mr. Fat broke Wang Sancai's longing: "For example, the soul in your mask belongs to the wood soul. If you want to create a wood soul, you must collect at least nine kinds of Yin Wood Soul and Yang Wood Soul. The collection of Yin Wood Soul must find the nine most flexible trees in the world. Yang Wood Soul must find the nine most brittle trees in the world, and use the roots of these eighteen trees to turn into powder. Extract the purest wood elements from them, and then condense them together to form a wood soul. Your strength is still too weak. The step of extraction alone is a bit difficult for you. The purity of the wood elements you draw may not be standard enough..."

Wang Sancai heard that his head was two big, and finally couldn't help but interrupt, "According to your opinion, if you want to create souls, you must reach the state of great success?"

"This is the foundation." Mr. Fat nodded: "Without the strength of great success, you can't tell which part of the powder is the purest wood element, and it's even more impossible to extract it."

Wang Sancai couldn't help but feel confused: "But, Ye Qiangu and his master do not have the strength of the Great Advancement stage, right? How did they create the Wood Soul?"

"That was refined from the essence of wood spirit produced by the world, and it is also a wood soul, but those things are too hard to come by." Mr. Fat murmured: "Golden spirit, wood spirit, water spirit, fire spirit and earth spirit all grow on the five elements of heaven and earth gather on the earth, and will only be born at any time. For example, fire is prosperous in summer, and only on the hottest day in midsummer, go to the hottest place in the world and wait until noon. You will be lucky enough to see the fire spirit. If you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait for the next year."

"Okay, okay, I still won't create souls anymore. Anyway, I'm not using those things to create them anyway." Wang Sancai immediately gave up this plan. He was just thinking about playing around, but he didn't expect it to be so complicated, so he immediately gave up this idea.

Mr. Fat immediately smiled: "Creating a soul is not a real life body, it is just spiritual. Don't think that you can create a life out of thin air besides mating with a woman."

"What are you talking about?" Wang Sancai rolled his eyes. Since he had given up the idea of ​​creating a spirit, he simply changed the subject and said, "What about resurrecting others? Can I do it now?"

"Yes!" Mr. Fat gave Wang Sancai a positive answer.

Wang Sancai was overjoyed: "Then tell me quickly, how do I do it? It won't be as complicated as soul creation, right?"

"Hahaha." Mr. Fat laughed twice before saying, "That's definitely not necessary. Soul creation is to create, and resurrection is to use the help."

Wang Sancai nodded vigorously and waited for Mr. Fatty to see what happened.

He heard him slowly say: "As long as there is a corpse in front of you, when you lock the head of the corpse, you can pour the heaven and earth energy in your realm into his mind. The so-called spiritual wisdom is the person's thoughts and consciousness. When a person dies for various reasons except for the death of his life, spiritual wisdom will be sealed in his mind and gradually disappear with time. What you need is to use the vitality in your realm to force him to open the seal after repairing his body functions, which is that simple."

Wang Sancai listened to Mr. Fat’s story and couldn’t help but understand why he could not resist Mr. Fat’s energy was infused into his body. However, Wang Sancai still wondered: “It sounds quite simple, but if it is actually done, isn’t it very laborious?”

"If you mean the effort to consume your energy, you can rest assured." Mr. Fat shook his head: "As a great-growing man, the energy you can use will never be exhausted. Even if you encounter an opponent with similar strength, it will not exist in which side you will be consumed to death."

Wang Sancai nodded first, but said, "What I mean is, should we be extremely careful when others resurrect the spiritual wisdom that helped others force their seals? After all, there is a human head. A slight damage may affect our life, right?"

After hearing what he said, Mr. Fat smiled: "I think it's better to do it yourself once. If you have experience once, you don't need to say more, and you will know what's going on."

Wang Sancai immediately rolled up his sleeves and said, "I have no objection. The key is where to find a corpse now?"

As he spoke, his expression suddenly became strange, and he couldn't help but stop and look at Mr. Fat: "You wouldn't let me kill someone first and then resurrect him?"

"Hahaha, you are really good at joking." Mr. Fat laughed a few times and then stopped and suddenly looked at Wang Sancai with a smile: "Don't you have a corpse now?"

"What?" Wang Sancai frowned immediately, but the next moment, he suddenly realized: "Are you talking about Huang Tian?"

"Well, yes, I don't know where Huang Tian was placed. I just remember that even if you took out the place you stored for a long time, it was the same as before I put it in?" When he said this, Mr. Fat's tone became meaningful.

Wang Sancai's heart suddenly moved: "How do you know?"

Mr. Fat smiled casually: "I learned about the fact that you framed the Dark Sect. It was Liang Aotian's body. Did you remember it?"

Wang Sancai immediately rolled his eyes: "Even you know, the Dark Sect has found out now, right?"

"That's not. I heard Zhuang Su say it." Mr. Fat explained casually: "He had just taken Zhou Ning away and was about to go to talk to you after resurrecting Zhuang Yan. He didn't expect to meet you doing this, but he was forced to leave first if he had no time to tell you."

Wang Sancai's eyes lit up: "Did Uncle Zhuang return to the banker after he was resurrected?"

At the same time, he couldn't help but understand why Zhuang Su was so calm when he saw Zhuang Yan die, because he could be resurrected Zhuang Yan at any time.

"I don't know this." Mr. Fat shook his head: "I really don't have much energy to pay attention to his affairs."

The excitement on Wang Sancai's face suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help asking: "...Zhuang Su resurrected Zhuang Yan, is it still in charge of the affairs of the world?"

"Of course, forget it." Mr. Fat looked at Wang Sancai meaningfully: "Just because of his resurrection and solemnity, he has violated the creed of Dacheng."

Wang Sancai couldn't help but become serious: "What consequences have you been given?"

"There is no consequence." Mr. Fat continued to stare at Wang Sancai meaningfully: "Because I allowed it."

Wang Sancai immediately felt his heart pounding. He didn't understand that it was Mr. Fatty who was trying to please him?

However, Wang Sancai still avoided this question, and he just said lightly: "Thank you."

Then, he turned to the topic just now: "Do you mean to let me practice with Huang Tian? Isn't it considered a violation of the great success creed?"

Seeing that Wang Sancai avoided the problem, Mr. Fat did not go into it. He followed Wang Sancai's words and laughed at him and said, "This is not the case in the Dacheng Creed."

Wang Sancai thought about it and said that Zhuang Su could not be resurrected without authorization because he had already left the world and should not care about the affairs in the world anymore.

But I have not yet escaped from the world. As long as I do not kill the innate strong people, do not use Dacheng's strength to change some big things, and interfere in the disputes in the kingdom, it is not considered as contrary to the creed.

Immediately, he stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes and found Huang Tian in the warehouse and took him out.

As soon as he took it out, Wang Sancai put him on the bed. He was exactly the same as when he was killed a year ago. His bloody clothes were not at all old, and even his beard was still so long. Even when Wang Sancai took him out, blood was still bleeding from his heart. In the blink of an eye, a pool of blood oozed out of the bed, but his face was scaryly pale, even his lips were a little white, and his eyes were closed, which was obvious that he was signs of excessive blood loss.

Mr. Fat watched Wang Sancai turn Huang Tian out of thin air, his pupils shrink and he immediately fell into deep thought, as if he was carefully conscious of what had happened just now.

Wang Sancai did not notice him, subconsciously reached out to his nose, turned his head toward Mr. Fat and said in surprise: "He still breathes."
Chapter completed!