Wu Gen's whole body was completely broken, and he looked at the woman squatting on the ground tremblingly.
The woman's face kept moving, as if something was about to break out of her body. Gradually, eyes, nose and other objects appeared. The ghost boy in Wu Gen became more and more excited and kept drilling in and out.
The red lantern became brighter, illuminating the surrounding area with blood red.
At this moment, the sound of flapping wings was heard in the distance. The woman was startled and suddenly looked back.
In the darkness, a huge figure flew over, its wings flapping continuously, the wings were dazzling, and the whole body was surrounded by colorful light spots. After flying closer, I realized that it was a huge butterfly. Its body was crystal clear and shining, and it was quite eye-catching in the darkness.
The butterfly flew in front of the woman, and the huge air current blew down the lantern. The fire suddenly spread and jumped onto the woman.
The woman twisted her body desperately, turning into countless broken pieces of cloth, which flew towards the butterfly one after another. But as soon as it flew to the halo next to it, these fragments turned into ashes. Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining ones flew away one after another.
The butterfly shook its body, and countless small translucent butterflies flew out, chasing these fragments like swallows hunting for prey. After a while, all the fragments were annihilated, and even the pole and lantern on the ground disappeared.
The butterfly landed on the dying Wu Gen, its huge wings covered him, and soft light covered his whole body.
The nine ghost boys screamed shrilly, and were pulled out of Wu Gen's body bit by bit along the bright light. Once they were separated from the body, they turned into black smoke and disappeared.
His body suddenly became relaxed, and Wu Gen managed to raise his head, "Who are you?"
The scene in front of him suddenly changed. When the surroundings settled down, Wu Gen had returned to his mind space, and the butterfly also appeared together.
An obscure voice came, like someone speaking into a cave. The echo was a little distorted, and it was hard to hear the other person's words clearly.
After a long time, the voice gradually became clearer, and a somewhat childish voice came, "I am a slave with a slim waist."
Slim waist slave?
Wu Gen had a puzzled look on his face. Looking at the fluttering butterfly in front of him that looked like an elf, he suddenly realized something. A few days ago, there was always a vague figure wandering around in my dreams. I was a little wary at first, but as time went by, I got used to it, and it turned out to be this colorful butterfly in front of me.
"Why do you appear in my mind?"
"I have been sleeping for many years, but you woke me up. Also, where is your millstone." The slender-waisted slave looked around curiously.
Wu Gen's mind moved, and a huge millstone appeared and started to rotate. The slender-waisted slave kept flying around the millstone, looking up and down curiously.
If it hadn't been for this butterfly, its soul would have perished today, so Wu Gen felt relieved about it and allowed it to move around.
Finally, the slender-waisted slave satisfied his curiosity and returned to Wu Gen. One person and one butterfly started chatting in the mental space.
After chatting for a long time, Wu Gen finally realized that this slim-waisted slave was already by his side.
When he was in Xingluoyuan, Yun Ming had given him a piece of round black ink jade, saying it had the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind. After trying it, it turned out to be what he said, so Wu Gen naturally hid this treasure privately.
These days, every time when he goes to sleep, Wu Gen will put black jade beside his pillow, and he sleeps much more peacefully. I learned from the slender slave that this black jade is called Soul Crystal, which is a rare thing in the world.
This thing comes from the deep underground and has a natural protective effect on the soul. If Wu Gen had obtained this thing earlier, I am afraid that ghosts and other things would not be able to invade his mind.
In ancient times, cultivators were extremely fond of soul crystals. Having this thing in hand can naturally prevent some soul spells.
The methods used to cast spells against the divine soul are extremely cunning, and one may be able to do it without realizing it. Therefore, having a soul crystal in one's body is equivalent to giving the divine soul a layer of armor. new
In addition to protecting the soul, soul crystals also have an excellent use. If the body of the person holding the crystal is damaged, but the soul still exists, he can take refuge in the soul crystal. When a suitable person is found, he can be reborn in the world. It's an extra layer of life-saving opportunities.
Furthermore, if a person who cultivates the soul has reached a high level of cultivation, it is inevitable that the soul will leave the body in order to practice some
Special spells. But when the soul leaves the protection of the human body, the human world, and enters the vast world, it is very easy to encounter changes. It can be said that it is practicing with one's head in mind. Some soul warriors often die inexplicably because their souls leave their bodies and cannot return.
If you have a soul crystal in hand, you can put your own soul into it to practice secretly. It will not be easily detected by the outside world, and you can also absorb some of the souls of others into it as a place to practice soul skills.
In ancient times, all sects searched for soul crystals as a sect's inheritance, so that soul crystals were hard to find and had to be obtained by major sects.
If that's the case, then that's all. The soul crystal also has an ironic characteristic, which is that it only recognizes the soul of the first person to refine it, making it difficult for others to enter without permission.
After all, just like a person's fingerprint, everyone's soul is different. If someone else enters by force, the soul crystal will seal itself, restraining it and slowly obliterating it. When encountering someone with stronger magic power, the soul crystal couldn't resist it, so he simply blew himself up.
Therefore, the soul crystals that have been passed down to this day are almost invisible. Yun Ming didn't know the secret, so he just gave it to Wu Gen as an ordinary spiritual nourishment, but he made a big mistake.
The Slender-Waisted Slave is a spiritual creature transformed from the soul crystal. It can only exist in the soul crystal. Because it has been buried underground for many years, it gradually falls asleep. There are very few soul crystals in the world that can produce self-awareness, and Wu Gen was very lucky to come across one.
This soul crystal was originally kept in a treasure house by a certain sect, and no one refined it. It was probably intended to be passed on to future generations. But I don't know what happened, and he ended up living outside. With the changes in the world, the soul crystal gradually became unknown. Even if it was encountered by others, it would only be regarded as a slightly different stone.
Wu Gen had been practicing the Art of Solving Evil these days, and he also created this big millstone with a pile of silver hanging on it. His soul power inevitably overflowed and was naturally transmitted to the soul crystal. For a slim-waisted slave, it is like someone knocking on the door over and over again. As time goes by, the slim-waisted slave is awakened from a long sleep.
In ancient times, practitioners needed to slowly warm up the soul crystal, and the two gradually became compatible before they could establish communication with it. Wu Gen's move coincided with the way of warmth and nourishment.
Today Wu Gen was inexplicably possessed by a sorcery, his soul power was released, and the slim-waisted slave was completely awakened. After discovering that Wu Gen's soul had been detained out of the soul space and the situation was in danger, he came to help and killed the woman.
At the beginning, one person and one butterfly couldn't understand each other's words, and it took a long time to find the right point of agreement. The appearance of the slender-waisted slave here also means that this soul crystal has officially recognized Wu Gen as its master, and can only be used by Wu Gen in the future.
Today was a blessing in disguise. He got such a treasure for nothing. For Wu Gen, who was a soul master, it was even more powerful than a tiger.
Taking this opportunity, Wu Gen asked the slender slave why he often heard the sound of waves in his mind. The slender-waisted slave only said that this was the harbinger of the first glimpse of the sea of consciousness. After practicing for a long time, he could have a glimpse of the sea of consciousness.
As for the disadvantages of the millstone hurting people in their sleep, with the slender-waisted slave watching, there is no need to worry about such things happening in the future. When Wu Gen's cultivation of the Art of Saving the Illness increases and he can freely use the Mopan Dafa, he will no longer need the protection of the Slender Waist Slave.
After talking for a long time, his mind retreated and Wu Gen woke up.
"Hey." As soon as he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but cry out in pain.
In the dream just now, the Japanese tortured the soul very hard. Although it only affected the soul, it would also be reflected on the physical body.
Just like some magic tricks in the world, the juggler holds an unlit candle and puts it behind the person's body, along with some candles and the like, implying that the person being cast has been burned. After he woke up, there were indeed scars on his body. This was proof that the soul acted on the body.
There were patches of blue tooth marks and scars on Wu Gen's body, which looked a bit shocking.
But what he didn't know was that outside the yard where he lived, there was a person who was also in great pain. It was Qiu Huan who was secretly casting a spell. The spell had been gradually completed just now, but at the last moment, for some unknown reason, the silk painting in his hand suddenly burned and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
This silk painting was connected to the mind. When the object was destroyed, the mind was naturally damaged. Qiu Huan screamed and fainted. Gao Cheng on the side was startled when he saw Qiu Huan's face was as golden as paper and his teeth were clenched. He didn't know that the operation failed and suffered backlash.
In desperation, even the eyes of the magic circle
There was no time to take it back, so he took this person and left in a hurry.
There is something strange about Wu Gen, and even such sinister spells cannot do anything to him. He must inform the prince whether to continue to use him or to kill him. The prince will decide for free.
The next day, Wu Gen woke up to the sound of birdsong and stretched out of the house. In addition, the courtyard is located in a remote location, next to a lush bamboo forest, where many birds gather every morning and evening.
Chu Ji walked back from the courtyard gate, holding two pheasants in his hand.
The little guy has followed Yu Shou since he was a child and is no stranger to hunting. Wu Gen had been recovering from his injuries these days, so Chu Ji thought of hunting some prey to replenish Wu Gen's health, and went out early in the morning to check the trap he had set. As expected, good luck.
Seeing Wu Gen, Chu Ji came over happily and said, "Brother, you are feeling better."
Wu Gen looked at Chu Ji, who still had beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, and felt relieved, "I'm feeling much better. I don't have to worry about food these days, so I don't have to go out hunting so hard."
"That won't work. In the past, when I was sick, my grandpa would cook minced meat for me. Brother, you are injured, so you need to drink more minced meat in the past two days." Chu Ji still insisted on his opinion.
"What is this?" In addition to the pheasant, Chu Ji was also carrying a three-inch-long object. Judging from its appearance, it looked like a small person. Wu Gen asked curiously.
"Well, I picked this up from the side of the yard. It was stuck in the soil and there was a small human head on it. It looked interesting, so I picked it up." Chu Ji handed it over casually.
Wu Gen took it and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
This is a little man made of cypress wood, with a head wrapped in cloth, stuffed with some soft things, and facial features painted on it. The most eye-catching thing is that a tiger head hat is painted on the head.
"Did you have any weird dreams last night?" Wu Gen's expression remained unchanged and he asked Chu Ji with a smile.
Chu Ji tilted his head and thought for a while, "Well, there seems to be a woman carrying a burden and a red lantern. Originally, I wanted to play with her, but when I looked carefully, there was nothing on her face. No, I was startled and didn’t want to play with her, so I turned around and walked back, and suddenly I woke up.”
"Were there any children or something like that on you in the dream? Were you injured when you woke up in the morning?" Wu Gen became nervous.
Chu Ji shook his head, "It's just that woman, nothing else, and she's in good health."
Wu Gen let out a sigh of relief. Chu Ji was fine without being hurt. He gave her a few words of comfort and let her take care of the two pheasants. He pretended to be taking a walk and strolled out of the courtyard.
After walking around the courtyard, Wu Gen found a total of nine such villains. Looking at these scary things, Wu Gen didn't understand that someone was trying to harm him, but he was blocked by the slim-waisted slave.
As for Chu Ji, he was not harmed for some reason. But it proved that the person who took action wanted to harm both himself and Chu Ji.
If you can enter this mountain without the permission of someone in the palace, who can go outside your own courtyard and lay out such a trick.
Wu Gen broke a villain with force and glanced at the mountain with a sinister look.
