What he saw in front of him shocked Xu Yang extremely.
This was a situation he had never encountered before.
When did Gu Yu become able to act consciously on her own?
"But, what are you doing here for no reason??"
Just as he was thinking about it, Gu Yu came out of the tomb.
Coming out together was a shadow.
If you look carefully, it looks like the female disciple.
Xu Yang reacted immediately.
"Has this ancient jade found that person's soul?"
As the female disciple's soul was sucked out, a picture appeared in front of Xu Yang.
A female disciple who came from a family of immortal cultivators. She had been loved by her parents since she was a child and had a good talent.
Her life trajectory was the same as that of most of the family's disciples. After naturally entering the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, Wu Lan's outstanding appearance and gentle personality were welcomed by the disciples.
On this day, Wu Lan was invited by two law enforcement disciples to go out to kill monsters.
Wu Lan readily agreed.
The scene changed, and two law enforcement disciples besieged Wu Lan.
"Junior sister Wu, you are a famous little rich woman in our sect. Don't blame us. If not, blame you for being too rich."
Wu Lan struggled to resist, but was attacked by a sneak attack from the beginning. In addition, the two opponents were both law enforcement disciples and were very powerful.
Not long after, Wu Lan was wounded by knives all over her body.
Soon, she fell to the ground seriously injured.
The two law enforcement disciples did not let her go, and for the next hour, they subjected her to inhumane insults.
Later, the law enforcement disciple took out the cat demon he raised and made claw marks on Wu Lan's body to create traces of being injured by the demon beast.
Unfortunately, Wu Lan suffered too many stab wounds and some evidence was left behind.
As the scene ended, a memory of Wu Lan's cultivation was absorbed by the ancient jade, passed through the fantasy dream pillow, and all entered Xu Yang's mind.
"This is...a training technique, the Wu family's dragon and snake steps."
Xu Yang frowned, feeling the true feeling in his memory, and it became more and more incredible for him.
After a while, he concluded: "In other words, after absorbing the memory, even the technique that that person practiced was absorbed by me?"
"How can this be?"
Looking at the ancient jade in his hand, Xu Yang became more and more convinced that there must be some connection between the ancient jade and the Fantasy Dream Pillow.
"Before, the fantasy dream pillow just transformed into the surrounding environment."
"And Gu Yu is looking for souls, but why hasn't this happened before?"
Xu Yang thought for a long time and finally concluded that there might be two possibilities.
First, he had come into contact with corpses. And this contact is not a short-term contact, it should be a period of contact.
Secondly, the body cannot be dead for too long while the soul is still inside the body.
Whichever is possible, the latter is certainly true.
After a person dies, the soul will gradually dissipate within three to ten days.
"But after absorbing the memory, he also brought in other people's training memories. This is too outrageous."
Xu Yang is getting more and more excited now, because he now feels that the mass grave is not a bad place, but is an excellent place for cultivation for him.
Here, you come into contact with dead people every day.
This means that we can absorb memories from these people and gain their cultivation experience.
Thinking like this, he immediately thought that two corpses had been transported this afternoon.
One corpse belonged to an old disciple. He was an ordinary spiritual cultivator who had stayed here all his life and never left.
It seemed that he sensed Xu Yang's thoughts.
Gu Yu flew out and came to the side of the old disciple again.
The soul body also flew out.
"Xiaodong, this is the family's last hope. If you join the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, you must study hard and make the clan proud in the future."
A middle-aged man said to the boy with a childish face.
Immediately, a heavy storage bag was handed over.
"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely practice hard."
The scene changes.
This disciple named Xiaodong entered the Fu Yi Hall of Xiaoyao Sword Sect.
Like everyone else, he practiced hard at first, and he vowed to spend twenty years to enter the Nascent Soul.
But things went counterproductive.
He has bad talent and is bullied.
In the end, one of his legs was lost and he became lame from then on.
The beloved woman was also snatched away by the senior brother.
After that, bad news came to the family and they were exterminated by the hostile cultivating family.
He was decadent.
I've been confused for so long.
On this day, he saw the senior brother who had stolen his woman hugging another woman, and he became angry.
But what about anger?
Just incompetent and furious.
Because that senior brother is a powerful person who transforms into gods.
He hid and shivered.
Because he discovered at that time that the senior brother had seen him, and he was afraid that he would encounter revenge.
Finally, in his fear, he understood himself.
committed suicide.
"Pathetic man."
Xu Yang sighed.
This person has no special cultivation experience.
He does have a skill in spiritual planting.
However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still flesh. After absorbing the practice experience, I have some understanding of some relatively unpopular techniques.
Then, he went to the last corpse
There was nothing special about this person. He was out training and was killed by a monster. His body was brought back by his companions.
After absorbing their practice experience, Xu Yang had no intention of staying in the dreamland anymore.
Back to reality.
"Huhuhu..."
Yi Gulu sat up from the bed, and Xu Yang gasped violently.
These people have too many memories, too complex.
It suddenly entered his mind, making him feel flustered.
Xu Yang also realized that it was impossible to absorb the memory experiences of many people in a short period of time.
Because human energy is limited.
Put the fantasy dream pillow into the sky-swallowing bottle. At this time, the voice of the spirit in the sky-swallowing bottle came.
"Hey, Master, there are three more souls in this treasure."
The spirit of the sky-swallowing bottle usually doesn't speak unless something really happens.
Xu Yang blinked and asked, "Did you notice??"
"Yes, this ancient jade seems to control three groups of souls."
"You are really observant."
"Master, after all, this fantasy dream pillow is in my body, and I know everything about it."
Xu Yang talked about what happened before, and then said: "Have you heard of treasures that absorb souls and obtain memories before??"
The weapon spirit in the Sky-Swallowing Bottle is a split of the Hundred Treasures Pagoda.
Although the energy is not as good as the weapon spirit in the Hundred Treasures Pagoda, the memory is shared.
Therefore, Xu Yang and the Tiantian Bottle Spirit asked, maybe it would know something.
"I have never heard of treasures that can obtain other people's memories. However, Master, you said that you have absorbed too many memories, causing physical discomfort. I have an idea for this. It is our souls that carry memories. Master, you just need to Pay attention to soul-replenishing medicine, which should improve the situation."
Xu Yang secretly thought that the Sky Swallowing Bottle Spirit indeed had a solution.
"That's right. I'll ask about this kind of medicine later."
For the next few days, Xu Yang would help dispose of the corpses in mass graves.
After these experiences, he understood Gu Yu's experience of gaining a soul.
Just as he guessed, first of all, he had to handle the body with his own hands.
Rather than saying that he had handled it himself, it would be better to say that Gu Yu had come close to it, which was similar to marking the soul inside the corpse.
Then, just wait for a rest and enter the dreamland, and you will gain the memories of others.
In addition, it must be a person who died within ten days.
Beyond time, if the soul is not there, it is useless.
Because I handled a corpse before and it had been dead for a long time.
Since it was the corpse of a monk, the body would not decay easily in a short period of time, so it was transferred for burial.
It's a pity that I didn't get the memory.
In addition, the soul of the corpse is missing, and the memory will also be lost.
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On this day, Xu Yang and Yu Dahai buried a female disciple who was only in her early twenties.
"Hey, there have been quite a few female disciples dying recently, and they are all young female disciples."
Yu Dahai sighed and said.
Xu Yang nodded, indeed, this was already the third time.
Normally, female cultivators have a lower probability of death than male cultivators.
Because when female cultivators are not very talented, most of them will find a male cultivator to rely on, so they don't have to risk going out.
Especially the pretty female cultivator.
But recently, the three female cultivators who died were all good-looking.
The first two female disciples, Xu Yang, both saw the two law enforcement disciples secretly killing people.
"Is this the same?"
Xu Yang also found stab wounds on the body of the female cultivator.
The two buried the nun and just returned when they sensed the aura outside.
An acquaintance comes over.
It was Huang Xiaomei and a female disciple who came over.
Seeing Xu Yang, Huang Xiaomei came over solemnly: "Xu Yang."
"Huang Xiaomei."
Xu Yang frowned: "Why are you here?"
Looking at Huang Xiaomei's expression, it seemed like something had happened.
"One of the senior sisters who saved me died miserably outside. I owed her my life and had nothing to repay her with, so I just wanted to bury her properly and give her a home."
After saying this, Huang Xiaomei touched the storage bag, and a female corpse covered with knife wounds and claw marks suddenly appeared!
