Stunning Spirit Master

Since that day, Ye Guilan never saw Xing Lieyang at home again.

She wanted to ask, but she didn't dare.

No one else in the family knew about it, only my grandfather and a few elders knew about it.

Several elders always passed by in a hurry, as if they had something to do, but it was Ye Tianming and Ye Guilan who could always see him from afar.

But she didn't dare to walk over. There was an extremely low pressure surrounding her grandfather, and she was filled with the aura that no one wanted to talk to me.

Ye Guilan could only hold back all her emotions, return to her and Wu Zheng's small courtyard, and carefully study every step of the throne spirit. The more clearly she saw, the more she felt that a gap was about to open in her heart.

Yue Wuzheng was silent for a long time after watching it. He sat there and knew for the first time that the throne spirit was made by his own tribe.

He sighed and rubbed his temples with his hands, unable to take any more action.

"All actions of the throne spirit rely on the phantom spirit provided by the family crest?"

Seeing this, Ye Guilan raised her eyebrows fiercely, "Is the phantom spirit in the badge the fruit of the abyss?"

"Probably." Yue Wuzheng nodded, "Only the one I brought out has it, the others are just molds made according to the appearance of the badge."

Ye Guilan sat there blankly. The difference was that the fruit she took out was produced by her spiritual energy!

Wait, wait, let her think about it.

Yue Wuzheng looked at her sitting there with a bad look on her face, thinking that she was still sad about Xing Lieyang's decision, and stood up silently to give her a quiet space for herself.

However, now Ye Guilan's brain is about to explode again.

"Chaoming! Chaoming!"

Her mind came to the spiritual space, "Did you hear it?"

"I heard you, little one."

Chao Ming's golden eyes were as kind as ever. Ye Guilan ran directly to its cage and stuck her whole head through the small cracks in the cage, trying to get closer to it.

"The badge fell out of the Fruit of the Abyss, but my fruit was born from my own spiritual energy. How can this be the same!"

Ye Guilan was anxious and said everything she was thinking at once, "That fruit was probably produced by my spiritual energy and the spiritual energy of the giant tree. The power of the illusory god in it must be different from that of other families."

"I mean, if the power of the phantom god is different, is it still a phantom god? Is that still pure?"

"If it is impure, what effect will my spiritual energy have on the throne spirit? Will it fail directly? If it fails, Uncle Lieyang will certainly not be able to do this!"

"My aura is also different from that of other humans. Will this essentially change?"

"...please stop for a moment."

Wu's golden eyes suddenly opened, and he whispered unbearably, "I've been talking for a long time and it's so noisy."

Ye Guilan turned around suddenly, "No self, do you know?"

The pair of strange-colored golden eyes stared at her, and finally looked away as if defeated, "How can we know the things you want to ask? We have never created a throne spirit."

"Little guy, we really don't know the other things you asked about, but I can tell you for sure." When Chaoming said this, he glared at Wuwo, who snorted and stopped talking.

"Although that fruit was spawned by your spiritual energy, the power of the illusory god inside is genuine."

The power of the Phantom God is genuine, which means there is no difference from the other three families.

But the properties of aura are definitely different.

The created throne spirit should also be... different?

"No one can answer your questions."

Wuwo whispered, "Because you are the only one among humans, and beasts... don't use throne spirits at all."

"Little guy, that's true."

Ye Guilan was silent, yes, which human would dare to eat such a fruit, and which human would have a natural animal spirit like her...

Even though Wu Zheng is the same as her, his spiritual seed is fundamentally different from her own.

In addition to medicine, there is also dad in front.

On her own road, she is the only one!

Only time will tell what the outcome will be if the Ye family's Throne Spirit is irrigated with such phantom power.

Ye Guilan came to his senses and realized that Yue Wuzheng was no longer in the yard.

Since coming to Yejia, Yue Wuzheng likes to walk around with her family.

Ye Guilan smiled helplessly and continued to read the manufacturing instructions in his hand.

After infusing the power of the phantom god, the embryo of the throne spirit is completed. Next, as long as the aura of the badge is regularly guided into the body of the throne spirit, the throne spirit can act as usual.

Ye Guilan frowned slightly, this is equivalent to charging, the badge is the power source, if it runs out of power, you have to charge it.

No wonder only the four major families can create throne spirits. Ultimately, it is because of the existence of this badge.

Next is the crucial second step, which requires the participation of the pharmacist and the use of the aura of one of the families to establish a connection with it.

After the connection is established, the throne spirit can be truly used by this family.

"Establish a connection..."

Ye Guilan looked at the following steps. The first time the connection is established, it is best to be at the Fantasy God level. If there is no Fantasy God level, the person with the highest level in the family will make the connection.

The necessary preparation for establishing a connection between the aura and the Throne Spirit is a potion created by the pharmacist, the Divine Soul Mixture.

Ye Guilan frowned, Soul Mixture, why is this name so familiar...

Dad’s pamphlet!

Ye Guilan immediately took out the booklet and quickly turned to one of the pages, where the name of the Divine Soul Mixture was on it.

Ye Guilan looked at the name and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Dad, at that time, did you foresee the current situation?