Xingchen looked at the spirit bone for a while and said, "Sect Master, what good is this spiritual bone preserved?" He looked at the blue dragon tendons on the left hand of the spirit bone and said, "What good is this knot?" He stretched out his little hand and gently stroked the talisman on the leg bone of the spirit bone. He looked at the spirit bone repeatedly and said, "Sect Master, do you want this spiritual bone to be reborn?" Han Yiming was extremely surprised. Xingchen did not know how to be childish. Although he was just a child, he really didn't know how to be childish. Xingchen said, "I'm thinking of a way to reborn the spirit bone?" Han Yiming was stunned for a while, and came back to his senses and said, "Can you have this method?" Xingchen said, "This spiritual bone is the method of my Lingshan. Have you seen other sects have spiritual bones?"

Han Yiming had never seen him before. Xingchen said, "I have never seen rebirth, but I want to do this. If it fails, there will be no harm in Yu Lingshan. If it is done, what's wrong with him coming back?" Han Yiming said, "I have never heard of such a spell as rebirth." Suddenly, I remembered Pingbo's favorite disciple Wang Jingbo, and hesitated for a moment and said, "Pingbo also has a disciple rebirth!" Xingchen said, "That's not called rebirth, it's called resurrection with a corpse! Pingbo loved that disciple very much.

It is said that the disciple is very smart and not as cunning as Qian Chui Chui. He is loyal to Pingbo and Wanxuguan, and his cultivation has also made a quick progress. He has only been a hundred years old and has achieved some success. Therefore, Pingbo deliberately wanted to reborn him. However, he didn't know how to reborn. Although it seemed to be reborn, it made the lonely ghost closest to him find a good opportunity to come and possess him. He only has a figure, not the disciple he likes. He understands it very well! Does the leader still remember the ghost on your face?"

The ghost shadow was extremely disgusting. How could Han Yiming not remember, nodded and said, "Is that a ghost?" Xingchen said, "Yes! That's a ghost! Fortunately, the head's cultivation is high, and the ghost shadow has no other way to treat the head. But if an ordinary person encounters it, he will be seriously ill even if he doesn't die. Pingbo's method is really insulting!" He looked at Linggu again, stretched out his palm and said, "Sector, I want your blood." Han Yiming did not hesitate and stretched out his hand and said, "How much do you want?" Xingchen said, "One drop." Han Yiming bit his fingers open, dripped a drop of blood in his hand. Xingchen clasped his hands together, held them into a ball, and lowered his head. After a moment, white light gradually shone out from his body, slowly raised his head, spread his little hands, and shouted at Linggu:

"In." Linggu's hands and feet moved, and after a moment, he put aside the Bishui sword in his hand and curled up. The hands of both hands clasped against his chest, and the leg bones of both legs curled up and floated gently. Xingchen waved his little hand at the Spirit Bone, and the Spirit Bone emitted a light of spirit and rotated. After a moment, the Spirit Bone stopped and stopped rotating. He was still curled up in the air, with a layer of halo around him. Xingchen took out a character, a kind of shiny thing and handed it to Han Yiming and said, "Cut the Master cut half." The thing was as big as the top of the head. Han Yiming picked up the Bishui sword and cut the thing towards the sword edge, but it couldn't be cut. Xingchen said, "Sect, Longjiao must cut with all its strength. This way it won't be cut." Han Yiming looked at the Longjiao in his hand, put it on the ground, lifted the Bishui sword, and slashed towards Longjiao with one sword.

With a loud bang, the dragon horns were broken into several pieces. Xingchen picked up one by one, picked out two larger pieces, and gently stuffed them into the spiritual bones. He put the remaining dragon horns into his arms and said to Han Yiming: "From today, the spiritual bones can no longer protect us. But when it is reborn, it will be very powerful." Han Yiming said: "This is how you can reborn?" Xingchen said: "This is the beginning. If you really want to be reborn, you will need many things. No matter what you want, I have to find them one by one to let him be reborn."

Han Yiming was still a little worried: "My master is reborn, will it still be my master?" He was very worried that Zhao Haoyang's rebirth will be like Wang Jingbo by then. Xingchen said: "It's your master, cultivation, etc., but there will be a little difference. Rebirth is to pick back all the previous parts, many things can be picked back, but there are also many things that cannot be. But one thing is that his loyalty to Lingshan will not change, because the blood of the leader determines that he is always Lingshan.

The teacher will not betray Lingshan. How much cultivation he can get back in his previous life depends on his fortune." After a pause, Xingchen said, "After the extinction, he still has a trace of soul following the spiritual bone. It is just very weak. I want to put this bone that has been attached to it. I don't want the soul to float. Over time, it will dissipate. Some magic will gradually dissipate." Han Yiming didn't know this, looked at the spiritual bone and said, "I don't want the soul to dissipate."

Xingchen said, "So, no matter what I want, I will go and find him and let him be reborn." Han Yiming was speechless. If so, I really hope that Master can be reborn. With Xingchen's method, he would never let the lonely ghost possess the master. Looking at the spiritual bones, he still felt sad when he saw the spiritual bones, and tears rushed up. I wonder who was the master who was harming him? In the vast world, the spiritual bones slowly walked slowly, and the scene behind the people in Lingshan could not be removed. Xingchen stretched out his little hand, and a crystal luster appeared in the air on his palm. Han Yiming looked at his palm carefully and saw a ball of luster, but there was nothing else in the luster. Xingchen extended the halo to the spiritual bones, and his hand reached in front of the spiritual bones, and the luster was gone. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Is this your spiritual power?"

Xingchen shook his head and said, "Master, this is not my spiritual power, this is the dragon heart of the golden dragon." Han Yiming was shocked. Is the dragon heart of the golden dragon like this? Xingchen said, "Master, if you put the dragon heart in the spiritual bone, the black loach will soon come here to make trouble. I swallowed the dragon heart and spit out the spiritual power of the golden dragon to nourish the spiritual bones. Anyway, I have a way to swallow the dragon heart so that the black loach cannot see it. When it sees it, hehe, we are no longer afraid of it!"

Han Yiming looked at the ball of spiritual light for a moment, but could not see the mystery. He never doubted what Xingchen could do. This child was too strange and his cultivation was unimaginable. He said that he swallowed the dragon, so he would definitely not be fake. Looking at the ball of spiritual light, he hoped that one day the master would be able to be reborn. As Xingchen said, if the master could be reborn, no matter how difficult it was, he would have to reborn! Suddenly, he heard Shen Ruofu's voice saying, "Junior brother, what are you doing in Xingchen?" Han Yiming looked back and saw Shen Ruofu had come behind him. He looked at Xingchen and Linggu, and said to Han Yiming: "Junior brother, come with me."
Chapter completed!