After thinking for a long time, Ye Wutian asked again: "Didn't you say last time that you have to wait until my cultivation reaches the Brahma realm before you can refine the Nascent Soul?"

"With your current strength, it is not impossible to refine it, it will only consume more of my power. The current situation is in danger and I can't take care of that much." Lei Hun said.

Ye Wutian sighed and said, "Since this inner world is destined to be destroyed, why should I do this forever?"

"At present, I don't know how much spiritual energy this Yin and Yang Five Elements Wind and Thunder Array will absorb. If the spiritual energy in the inner world is not enough, it may also absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world, so you should at least be prepared." Lei Hun reminded.

"So, I have to refine that Amaterasu Yuanying?" Ye Wutian said with a wry smile.

"Yes, you have no choice." Lei Hun said.

"Since that's the case, then I can only do this." Ye Wutian said helplessly.

As the saying goes, transcends the sky and enters the mortal world. Once the Nascent Soul is refined, the next battle will be his last battle in his cultivation.

In fact, he has been practicing hard for so many years, and it is precisely this battle.

Ye Wutian did not hesitate anymore. With the help of Thunder Soul, he began to refine Amaterasu's Nashin Soul.

A month passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, a special guest was welcomed on the Thunder Tribulation Mountain, who was the Yuanji Dao Immortal who taught Ye Wutian’s Great Nirvana Sutra.

When he saw Yuan Ji at this time, Ye Wutian was overjoyed. He quickly stopped refining and stood up to greet him.

"Senior Yuanji, how could you find this place?"

Yuan Ji twisted his long beard and said with a smile: "When the time is ripe, I will naturally come."

At this time, Thunder Soul escaped from Ye Wutianqi Sea, "Old man, don't be fine."

"Haha, fellow Thunder Soul looks in good condition. The rich thunder power here should be very helpful to you." Yuan Ji said with a laugh.

"No matter how strong the thunder power is here, it cannot be compared with the spiritual world." Lei Hun said with a lip of his lips.

Ye Wutian asked again: "Senior Yuanji came to see me this time, so what important thing should be?"

"When I was teaching you the Great Nirvana Sutra, I said that I would like to ask you if you have something to do. Do you still remember it?" Yuan Ji asked.

"Remember, I wonder what you need to serve as a senior?" Ye Wutian asked.

Yuan Ji did not rush to answer, but carefully looked Ye Wutian, then nodded with satisfaction, and said, "I didn't expect that you have cultivated into the Nascent Soul, so that's the best."

Ye Wutian smiled and said, "It will take some time for me to fully grasp the power of this Nascent Soul."

"No hurry, there is still time." Yuan Ji said slowly.

"Senior, what do you want me to do? "Ye Wutian asked after all.

"Sit down, and listen to me from the beginning." Yuan Ji said and sat cross-legged, and Ye Wutian also sat cross-legged across from him.

"I won't talk about the spiritual world. Let's start with the time when I was seriously injured and accidentally fell into this world..."

As the consciousness gradually became clear, the crisp sound of birds singing sounded in my ears.

Yuan Ji slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a quiet valley.

There are lush weeds and shrubs growing in the valley, as well as several large and thick trees, and a few birds playing on the branches.

Yuan Ji moved his body, and a piercing pain suddenly came from his body. He looked up at his abdomen and saw that his abdomen was covered in blood and wisps of black air.

"Luckily, the Nascent Soul has not been taken away yet." Yuan Ji breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and glanced around, and he murmured: "Where is this? The spiritual energy is so thin."

As he was talking, a cough suddenly sounded outside the valley.

Yuan Ji's heart trembled and moved his body to hide in a nearby bush.

Through the gaps in the bushes, he saw an old man with snow-white hair slowly walking in.

The old man was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, coughing while walking, as if he was terminally ill.

Yuan Ji could see at a glance that this old man was a cultivator and had the cultivation level of the Double Alchemy Realm.

"The spiritual energy here is so thin, and the cultivation level of these two alchemy realms is probably the limit." Yuan Ji thought to himself secretly.

Looking at the old man again, after he entered the back valley, he searched everywhere, as if he was collecting herbs.

After walking a few steps, the old man suddenly stopped, moved his nose twice, and turned his head suddenly, looking towards Yuan Ji.

Yuan Ji secretly called it a bad thing.

The old man obviously had noticed something, so he stopped step by step and walked carefully towards Yuan Ji.

After walking a few steps, he saw the bent weeds in front of him and the remaining blood on the grass from afar.

"Come out." The old man shouted in a vicissitudes of life.

Yuan Ji knew that he had no choice but to hide, so he opened the bush and showed up on his own initiative.

"Who are you?" the old man asked.

"I am the Yuanji Daoxian from Lingxiao Pavilion." Yuanji replied.

"Lingxiao Pavilion? Why haven't I heard of this force?" the old man questioned.

"Maybe it is far from this place. May I ask fellow Taoist, where is this place?" Yuan Ji asked.

"This is the inner world." The old man replied.

"Where is the inner world?" Yuan Ji said in confusion.

"Can you not be from this world?" The old man was a little suspicious.

"Isn't this a spiritual world?" Yuan Ji asked.

The old man shook his head and said, "This is not a spiritual world, but I have heard of the spiritual world you mentioned."

"No wonder the spiritual energy here is so thin." Yuan Ji was obviously a little surprised.

The old man asked again, "Then how did you come here from your spiritual world?"

"Because I was chased by the enemy in the secret realm, I accidentally crashed into the space crack, so I came here." Yuan Ji explained.

"Are you injured?" the old man asked.

Yuan Ji nodded and said, "I have indeed suffered a great injury."

"I'll help you see." The old man said and walked towards Yuan Ji.

When he arrived in front of the bushes, he pulled Yuan Ji out of the bushes.

When he saw Yuan Ji's abdomen, he frowned suddenly, "Your injury is very strange."

Yuan Ji said: "This is an extremely terrifying spiritual poison. It can not only corrode the body, but also corrode the Qihai. With the ability of your world, it is probably impossible to heal it."

"That may not be, I am a miracle doctor." The old man said confidently. As he spoke, he grabbed Yuan Ji's wrist and checked him. There was a hint of solemnity between his eyebrows.

"If there is really no way, then forget it." Yuan Ji said.

"Although I can't treat you for the time being, I will definitely find a solution. Why don't you go back with me first?" the old man suggested.

Considering that he was not familiar with the new world in front of him, Yuan Ji agreed: "Okay, then I'll bother you."

So the old man helped Yuan Ji up and helped him walk towards the entrance of the valley.

"What do you call fellow Taoist?" Yuan Ji asked the old man.

"Ye Wuming." The old man replied.

"Fellow Dao Ming seems to be very weak. Could it be that he was also injured?" Yuan Ji asked.

"Oh, life is about to end, and the wind is in lingering years." Ye Wuming sighed.

"Fellow Fellow's life span seems to have been exhausted, so why can he survive?" Yuan Ji asked in confusion.

"To be honest, my school has a set of secret techniques for soul refining and life-sustaining. Over the years, I have survived with this set of secret techniques." Ye Wuming replied.

"Soul refining and sustaining life? Could it be that someone else's soul is used to refine his own soul?" Yuan Ji seemed a little surprised.

"That's right." Ye Wuming answered truthfully.

Yuan Ji questioned: "Fellow Taoist Wuming took me back. Could it be that he wanted to use me to refine his soul?"

Ye Wuming smiled and said, "In the past few years, countless innocent lives have died in my hands, and I have always lived in sins. Over time, I gradually discovered that such a way of survival is meaningless, and I don't want to create more murders for the pursuit of eternal life. In the few remaining years, I only hope to do good deeds and accumulate virtues and try my best to atone for myself."

After hearing what Ye Wuming said, Yuan Ji felt relieved, "It is really a pleasure to have such enlightenment for fellow Wuming."

"Yes, I'm glad I can realize it in time." Ye Wuming sighed.

The two walked and chatted, and after a long time, they came to a remote cave.

This cave has stone tables, stone chairs, stone beds, and some simple living utensils.

Ye Wuming held Yuan Ji and lay down on the stone bed.

In the next few days, Ye Wuming had been studying the spiritual poisons on Yuan Ji's body, and based on some information provided by Yuan Ji, he found a way to suppress these spiritual poisons.

At this time, the spiritual poison had already soaked most of Yuanji's Qihai. In order to prevent the Yuanying from being attacked by the spiritual poison, Yuanji could only let the Yuanying escape from the Qihai.

Because the spiritual energy in this world is too thin, the Nascent Soul is in a state of despair after escaping from the Qi Sea, and the spiritual power continues to dissipate.

On this day, Ye Wuming went out to collect herbs, and Yuan Ji lay alone in the cave.

Just in the evening, a scream suddenly sounded outside the cave.
To be continued...