The Nine Refinings of the Heavenly Demons are invisible and invisible, but the degree of danger is far better than the previous three levels.

Just looking at the cautious look of even a guy like Monkey, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, you will know how miserable he was when he broke through the 49th level of disaster and was killed by the female monkey in the illusion of the heavenly demon.

Lao Niu is now like a mute monk, with a positive attitude that makes people look at it. He was able to survive the 49th level of disasters, and Bao Zheng even suspected that this was the first bull of the era.

At this moment, Bao Zheng also learned from the three demon saints to sit cross-legged in order to prevent being affected by the demons; he was in danger several times that of these three demon saints, and his soul clone was still beside Mrs. Zhaori to fight against the demons together.

“Here you come!

My husband, I will give you this wisp of the Heavenly Ghost Soul in my body to take care of. I hope you will not let me down..."

Mrs. Zhaori looked up at the sky and saw the scene she had always dreamed of in the sky. It was her magnificent scene that was dominated by the underworld, respected by the world of the sun, respected by all ghosts, and achieved the superb level. She suddenly sighed slightly in her heart. This heavenly demon fruit is as legendary, and can best serve people's preferences and confuse people's hearts. At this moment, she can still distinguish illusions. As the heavenly ghosts invade their minds, I wonder if they will be addicted to it and lose their master forever?

"I hope my wife has no innocence, Chen Shimei, everything depends on you..."

Mrs. Zhaori sighed in her heart, pointed her slender fingers on her forehead, and pulled out a little spiritual soul. She was vaguely a smaller version. Although she was a hazy ghost body, she was a very cute little girl.

The little girl, wearing two horned braids, looked at herself, who had become a ghost immortal with a confused look on her face. She suddenly widened her eyes and stuffed a white finger into her mouth, as if asking, 'Who are you?'

"This is......"

Bao Zheng's face suddenly changed. His cultivation is now amazing, and he can even compete with the true immortals and demon saints, but it is mostly thanks to the "Xiwen Lu". Speaking of experience, he is not as good as these old guys who have been famous for thousands of years. But how could he think of this so-called ray of Yuanhun, which is actually a little girl?

Moreover, this is definitely not the transformation of Mrs. Zhaori with her supernatural powers, but it should be the truest appearance of the Yuanhun.

"No wonder Mr. Lang didn't know that this Yuanhun is different from the soul and the Yuanshen. Not to mention that you were not a monk during your lifetime, even many monks may not understand it."

Mrs. Zhaori held a ray of her soul in her hand, gently placed it in Bao Zheng's arms, and touched the girl's head reluctantly. The girl seemed to feel the love from her, and immediately opened her mouth and giggled.

"All living things have innate Yuanhuns, but they are ignorant. As the living beings grow, Yuanhuns become more and more hidden, hidden in a place where they are "unspeakable" and "invisible". The man does not know Yuanhuns, but has heard of the Yuanhuns? Even the old man among mortals will have a return when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. That is the final exhaustion of Yuanhuns.

It’s ridiculous that those arrogant and arrogant human cultivators are clearly innate souls, but they call them “the great medicine in the body” and “the true nature of self”, and use this to become the supreme path of Buddha, Taoism and other sects. The first-class primordial spirit communicates with the world, and the physical body captures the great medicine, so that they can be considered to be a true immortal!

I am the body of a heavenly ghost. Since I was practicing, I knew where the innate soul was, but I never thought of transforming it into my deity. Although it could achieve success for a while, it would cut off today's vitality.

Now, I have entrusted my innate soul to my husband, which is equivalent to giving my life, wealth and life to my husband, and I hope my husband will protect me."

"this......"

Bao Zheng was completely stunned for a moment.

I originally wanted to wait until the demon came, Mrs. Zhaori needed to resist the natural flawlessness. She only needed to destroy her original soul, and this ghost would not survive the heavenly tribulation. Naturally, she would have to lose her soul and turn into dust. But how could she think of her innate original soul competition? It was a little girl who was as pure as a piece of white paper?

How could he do this?

"Madam, is this innate Yuanhun you or not?"

Bao Zheng was still holding a glimmer of hope, hoping that Mrs. Zhaori could give him a positive answer.

"It's me, not me."

Mrs. Zhaori smiled and said, "Just as you have been given the name Chen Shimei by your parents in this life, but if you are called Zhang Shimei in this life, then who is Chen Shimei?

Who are you? Who am I?

The innate Yuan Soul was originally born from the original creation of Taiyi. All living things have the best and worst. The higher ones become monsters, humans, the lower ones become insects, and the lower ones become flesh, and then the flesh is obtained, and the independent soul is gradually born based on the Yuan Soul.

So Yuanhun is not me, but my source, nor you, but your real parents.

However, many creatures gradually forgot the existence of the Yuanhun. The original source accompanied them reincarnation again and again. In their eyes, they only have their own acquired souls, and it would be fine for mortals. The monks also need to strengthen them in various ways, becoming the Yang God, the Yuanyu, and even greedy for eternal life!

In order to achieve their goal, they regard the innate soul of the fundamental source as the hidden secret in their bodies and as the medicine to be captured. Do you think this is considered to have forgotten the original one?

My wife was born as a celestial ghost and never had a physical body. Although she also had acquired souls, she only treated this soul as my relatives. Perhaps it was because of my wife's concern that she had more hope today, right?

Of course, it’s also fortunate that you are here with your husband, otherwise who could my wife entrust her to?”

Looking up at the sky, Mrs. Zhaori's face actually had a hint of sadness: "No matter what, Mrs. Lang, please protect her. As long as the innate soul is not lost, my wife can still be resurrected even if she turns into ashes!"

Seeing Bao Zheng silent, Mrs. Zhaori frowned and said, "Mr. Langjun, the demon has performed several illusions in this short period of time. When I saw this, I was unable to confuse my wife. I was afraid that I would become one with me. As a result, either I killed the demon or the demon killed me! Why didn't the man answer?"

"Who is me, who am I? Am I Bao Zheng, or Bao Zheng, or Chen Shimei?

Or, I am not anyone, I am me?

But, who am I?"

Bao Zheng stared blankly at the innate Yuanhun in his arms who had never done a good deed in his life, nor did he do a bad deed, and was a little confused for a moment.

"She is the root of Mrs. Zhaori, but it seems that she is not her?

Not much, Bao Zheng, why are you so confused? Since she is the root of the old ghost, that is her!"

But another voice in his heart kept shouting: "You said she is her, what evidence do you have? The innate Yuanhun has no good or evil, so how could it be that old ghost who does evil?"

So, should I kill this innate soul in my arms now, or protect her?
Chapter completed!