From the Black Pearl came a method of refining corpses, which can refine newly dead people into corpse soldiers and retain the power before separation.


    Not only that, the most rebellious part of this method of refining corpses is that it can retain part of the memory and wisdom of corpse soldiers.


    In other words, the corpse soldiers refined by this method have their own subjective thinking ability in some aspects.


    This is a bit against the sky.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes were strange.


    A corpse who doesn''t know what the pain is. His cultivation has reached the realm of hypocrisy, and his own thinking. He has to worry about the enemy.


    However, the drawback is that the corpse refining method given by Heizhu is a remnant, lacking the most critical method of raising corpses, so that the corpse soldiers refined by the current method can only exist for three months. After three months, he needs to refine again in order to continue his life for the corpse soldiers.


    Once the life is not renewed in time, the soul in the corpse soldier dissipates, and the corpse soldier will really "die" at that time.


    Yang Xuan looked at Peimeng with a strange light in his eyes.


    A moment later, he said slowly, "you''re going to die."


    Pei Meng had already felt the change of his soul. He had a bitter smile on his fuzzy face and asked, "can you tell me what happened? Why am I like this?"


    "You were refined into a zombie and worked for others. Now you are about to dissipate." Yang Xuan didn''t hide it.


    Pei Meng''s soul trembled when he heard the speech. He had guessed for a long time, but now it has been confirmed.


    "You don''t want to live in peace when you die." Pei Meng smiled bitterly: "dissipate, it''s better than becoming a zombie."


    Yang Xuan suddenly asked, "don''t you hate me?"


    Pei Meng shook his head: "what do you hate? I killed so many people. It should have been enough."


    Yang Xuan was silent and said after a long time: "I have a way to make you... Exist."


    Pei Meng shook his head: "forget it, I''m tired. Let me sleep."


    Yang Xuan remained unmoved and then said, "my method can let you retain your memory, retain your mind, exist in a special form, and also retain the divine power of your current body. If you have any unfinished wishes..."


    Before Yang Xuan finished, he believed Peimeng was a smart man and should have understood what he meant.


    Sure enough, Pei Meng was stunned and asked, "can you keep my mind and let me have spiritual cultivation?"


    Yang Xuan nodded: "yes!"


    Peimeng''s soul color was lighter, and his face showed a trace of excitement.


    Yang Xuan said nothing but gave Peimeng enough time to think.


    In fact, he can force refining. After success, Peimeng will not violate any of his orders. Life and death are from the heart.


    But Yang Xuan didn''t want to do that. He wanted Peimeng to choose by himself.


    After an unspeakable silence, Peimeng slowly raised his head, thought he had made up his mind, and asked word by word: "what do I need to pay?"


    Yang Xuan smiled and said directly, "serve me!"


    He has nothing to hide. There is no free lunch in the world, and it is not easy to refine corpse soldiers. If there is no return, he doesn''t have to.


    Peimeng was not surprised. If Yang Xuan didn''t ask for anything, he would be surprised.


    "OK!" after another silence, Peimeng said only one word.


    A smile appeared in Yang Xuan''s eyes. Looking at Peimeng''s already weak soul, he no longer hesitated and shot directly.


    Logically speaking, the most difficult thing for Yang Xuan to refine a corpse soldier is to first collect a large amount of dead gas, and then use a secret method to wash the impurities in the dead gas, that is, all kinds of negative emotions, so as to make it pure, so as to carry out the subsequent refining process.


    But for Yang Xuan, the most difficult point has become the simplest point.


    The pure breath of death is inexhaustible. Even if Yang Xuan wants to refine more corpse soldiers, it is enough for him to squander.


    The refining process is not simple, but at this time, Yang Xuanyuan has greatly grown up and has a clearer control over the nuances of the secret method.


    In addition, this secret method directly entered Yang Xuan''s mind, including all kinds of experience. Therefore, when Yang Xuan really started refining, he seemed very comfortable and relaxed.


    Time passed. At a certain time, when Yang Xuan took back his mind, the refining was over.


    Looking at Pei Meng, there was a faint flash of brilliance between the originally dry skin. The radiance seemed to form a mysterious rune, which was very mysterious.


    In the deep part of Peimeng''s eye socket, where the black gas originally occupied, there were two groups of faint fluorescence. When you look carefully, they disappeared again.


    The corpse soldier had become, and Yang Xuan was slightly relieved.


    Pei Meng''s soul, which was about to dissipate, has shrunk into a mass and entered Pei Meng''s mind.


    A smile appeared in Yang Xuan''s eyes.


    A light spot had appeared in his mind.


    That is the projection of Peimeng''s soul. From then on, Peimeng will not be able to disobey any of his orders until he disappears or Yang Xuanshen dies.


    A long sigh came from Pei Meng''s dry mouth. Then, it was a hoarse voice, like sand rubbing on glass: "Pei Meng has seen his master."


    Yang Xuan nodded with satisfaction.


    The secret method of refining corpses given by Heizhu not only makes Peimeng''s body retain the power of the false god state, but also makes him retain a certain intelligence and memory, which can be said to be extremely rebellious.


    The fly in the ointment is that Pei Meng only exists for three months. After three months, his soul will dissipate.


    The next moment, a fine light suddenly appeared in his eyes.


    Dark night once said that there is a hall in the holy mountain, called corpse hall, which specializes in dealing with corpses. It can refine corpse puppets. Maybe there is a way to solve the problem.


    It seems that after returning to the mountain, he must deal with the people in the corpse hall.


    "Do your own thing."


    When Yang Xuan made up his mind, he stopped talking nonsense. He looked at the respectful Peimeng and said softly, "but you only have three months. Within three months, you must go to a place. I will refine the corpse spirit for you again and renew your life."


    Then he took out a black robe with a hood from the storage ring and threw it to Peimeng. After watching Peimeng change it, he thought for a while and took out a black faceless mask for him to wear.


    In this way, ordinary people will not find his true identity except for his ugly voice.


    "Remember, three months." Yang Xuan told him again and told him where the holy mountain port was.


    After Peimeng respectfully saluted Yang Xuan, the whole person turned into a dark shadow, and then disappeared in place.


    After Peimeng left, Yang Xuan''s eyes were cold.


    He has a wonderful feeling that Peimeng''s appearance will never be the only one.


    But the only clue - the two black air, has been scared away by black bead. No matter how he scanned it, he didn''t find it.


    In fact, he already had a certain guess about the origin of the mysterious black gas in his heart, but whether it was what he thought needs further investigation.


    After pondering for a long time, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Peimeng one thing, that is, why did he abduct Lin Suyi here without killing him?


    But Pei Meng left long ago, so he could only ask later.


    Finally, he scanned with his mind, but still found nothing. After that, Yang Xuancheng also disappeared in situ.