In the early morning, the gloom in the canyon was gradually worn away by the skylight. A ray of sunlight crossed the ice wall and illuminated Wu Gen's body in a colorful way.
Wu Gen woke up from snoring and rubbed his sleepy eyes. The four snow boys beside him had long disappeared. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the dress fluttering in the wind beside him, and he was startled. He looked up and saw Wu Yi's slightly helpless face staring at him.
Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Wu Gen quickly stood up, feeling worried. I practiced until midnight yesterday, and finally couldn't help but feel sleepy and fell asleep.
While practicing, I suddenly discovered that for some reason, my soul fire suddenly became much stronger. Not only that, the blue flame was surrounded by a layer of red, with traces of gold mixed in it.
Wu Gen didn't know whether this was good or bad, let's wait and see. Anyway, he was crossing the river by feeling the stones along the way. No matter how bad it was, he was still better than when the soul villain just collapsed.
Standing in front of Wu Yi with an embarrassed look on his face, Wu Gen looked like a child who made mistakes, "I've been a little too tired these days, so I fell asleep without noticing."
Wu Yi said calmly: "It's good to take a rest, but don't slack off too much." Looking at Wu Gen's still swollen belly, Wu Yi frowned slightly, "I have driven away the chaos in the soul. This physical body You might as well practice it. If you can use it well, it will do a lot of good to the physical body.
In the Great Relic Continent, the Chaos Forms are not useless. There are often people who feed the Chaos Forms, remove their minds, and keep them alone, feeding them with their bodies. Although some essence was taken away, it would be a great help if it could be refined into an outer body. "Wu Yi introduced some ways of dealing with chaos by the races of the Great Relic Continent while walking.
It turns out that although Chaoxing makes a living by possessing other people, all things in the world are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. It is not that Da Yizhou has no way to restrain Chaos, and some have even figured out a lot of ways to use it.
For example, some races, after destroying the consciousness of chaos, specifically plant it in the body and control it with drugs and secret techniques. As time goes by, when these chaos formations grow up, they can be transformed into a part of the physical body, such as multiple hands, or they can be refined into weapons and other existences, such as arms and weapons, and their combat power is greatly increased.
There are also races that do not pursue this kind of physical mutation, but slowly eliminate the chaotic form in the physical body. In this confrontation, bit by bit of essence is absorbed into the body, and finally the chaotic form is turned into a part of blood.
Some simply don't even remove the Chaos form's mind, and use the clan's secret method to control it. When the Chaos form matures, it leaves the physical body and becomes its own puppet-like existence. After getting along day and night, he became connected with his host's mind, and when he fought with the enemy, he gained a lot of advantage by using two against one. More powerful races can even cultivate three Chaos Forms from one host, which is quite powerful.
After Wu Gen heard this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Although Chaoxian, who was so frightened by people from other continents, was still powerful in Dayi Continent, he could not help but become a creature in the pool of other clans.
It can only be said that under the way of heaven, cause and effect are not smooth. All things are like rotten dogs, so how can there be any race that can remain superior to other races for a long time?
Comparing these methods, Wu Gen prefers the method of destroying the Er shape and turning it into blood. Moreover, after eating the Langguo, he had extra vitality, which was just enough for Chaos to swallow it up, and then slowly refine it and turn it into a part of himself.
As for how to erase it, there is no good way at the moment. Those who have returned to the truth and value their souls will not have such a method, so they can only use Qi Ren's heavenly furnace to forge the body, and temper it bit by bit.
No matter what, Wu Gen felt relieved a lot after getting rid of the hidden worry of Langguo. But back to the present, there is still another troublesome thing, how to resist the power of the spiritual residence.
It's okay to practice a little bit, but I don't have time. In two years, I still have to look for the Taichu Stone. Where can I find it in time?
What Wu Gen didn't understand was that Wu Yi seemed to be a little too kind to him, which was a bit frightening. Look at Shui Congyue, Feng'er and others, if they say they want you to stand like a fool for a whole day, you will have to stand for a day, and if they say they will turn you into a man, they will turn you into a man. How can they be half-hearted and kind?
It's not that Wu Gen hasn't thought about it, maybe Wu Yi is coveting something from him. Soul songs are impossible, the other party has already said, wait until you realize some spiritual songs or the like in the future.
Xuanyuan Technique, this technique is indeed exquisite. Although it comes from the Ming clan, Wu Gen never takes it seriously and just gives it to Wu Yi. But for those who have returned to their true nature, they only value
For the race of divine souls, it actually doesn’t make much sense.
Could it be that he fell in love with himself and coveted his own body? After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't help but secretly laugh at him. He really thought that he was some kind of handsome young master. Moreover, those who return to the truth can be empty or real, and the physical senses are really meaningless to them, so there is no need to covet them.
Wu Gen's mind was spinning but he couldn't figure it out, so he had to walk with Wu Yi in the canyon, and found a suitable opportunity to say: "Miss Wu, look at my qualifications, when will I be able to withstand the power of the spiritual residence? Still. If you disturb the girl's Qing Dynasty, why not leave early so as not to disturb the girl's eyes."
"Girl?" Wu Yi looked a little dazed, poking a finger on his cheek, thinking deeply as he walked.
Wu Gen couldn't help but feel a little anxious. It was very difficult to talk to Wu Yi. As he was talking, he got distracted and didn't know where he turned.
"Witch girl, why are you forcing me to practice? We are not very familiar with each other, and we have no relationship before, so why should we resist the pressure of some spiritual dwelling. If you want to take back this thought, you can do it. Take it." Wu Gen stretched out his wrist.
"Is it related?" Wu Yi turned around with some doubts and stared up at Wu Gen. Her eyes were as calm as the autumn lake, but soon a layer of ice spread, and the murderous intention was awe-inspiring. The white hair behind her was rising in the wind, powerful. Under the aura, Wu Gen felt that even breathing became difficult.
Deng Deng took a few steps back and sat down on the ground. He didn't know why he offended the other party, but he couldn't even hide his murderous intent.
"Witch girl, we, we have something to say, don't get angry. Anger is like a tiger, and anger is an abyss. When you get angry, you will feel restless, and when you feel restless, you will have more wrinkles on your face. Because the kid is so stupid for a moment. "I can't bear the crime of letting the beauty of the sky and the country be obscured by the witch girl. How about we calm down and enjoy the magnificent scenery of the snow-capped mountains together and tell the good stories of the two tribes?" Wu Gen waved his hands repeatedly and defended hastily.
Wu Yi walked up to Wu Gen step by step, passed through his body like a shadow, and stood on Wu Gen's chest. He lowered his head and looked down at Wu Gen, who was lying on the ground. His wide sleeves with his hands folded were bulging high, making a hunting sound.
Looking at the panicked Wu Gen, after a long time, Wu Yi finally calmed down, her white hair fell on her shoulders again, and she sighed quietly, "My life is really miserable."
Life is hard, and it feels a bit like resenting a woman. Now Wu Gen doesn't dare to speak out. The conscience of heaven and earth means that I have not taken any advantage of others. Although my clothes were ripped off, it was an accident. I wouldn't let myself be held responsible.
After Wu Yi finished speaking, he stood there and stared blankly into the distance.
After waiting for a long time and watching Wu Yi's body sinking into his chest, Wu Gen did not dare to remind the other party, for fear that the aunt would have another inexplicable attack. Fortunately, Wu Yi had withdrawn her power at this time, so Wu Gen wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.
Out of boredom, Wu Gen guessed Wu Yi's age. Despite his 28-year-old appearance, the one who has returned to his true form cannot be compared with ordinary people. It is impossible to say that he is an old monster who has been cultivating for more than a hundred years.
Seeing Wu Yi sinking into his body, Wu Gen tried to move aside, and Wu Yi's legs came out of his body. Wu Gen quickly stood up and stood behind the other party. After a long time, the other party remained motionless.
Could it be that Wu Yi at this time is just a phantom and not a real person here. I wanted to touch him, but I was afraid of offending him.
People are like this, they have strange thoughts, and the more they know they can't do it, the harder it is to suppress them. Wu Gen stretched out a finger, tested it several times, and finally stabbed Wu Yi in the back with his teeth. Sure enough, the fingers penetrated into Wu Yi's back without any hindrance.
It turned out to be just a shadow, Wu Gen breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Yi poked his finger back and forth several times, but there was no reaction at all.
Feeling secretly happy in his heart, thinking that the other party had bullied him into that state just now, Wu Gen had the intention of playing a prank and hit Wu Yi on the back of the head. I originally thought it would be the same as the previous times, but I didn't expect that with a bang, my fingers hit the opponent's head hard.
Isn't it a phantom? Why did it suddenly turn into reality? Wu Gen was trembling all over, his mind was blank, he raised his finger and didn't know what to do for a while.
Wu Yi slowly turned his head, anger gradually appearing on his face, clenching his silver teeth, and said bitterly: "Who is an old monster who has practiced for more than a hundred years? You foreigners are so ignorant of etiquette."
Wu Gen took a step back, and just as he was about to explain, Wu Yi had already taken out a fist-sized spiritual dwelling, which looked like the one he had taken from Wu Gen.
Wu Yi stepped forward step by step, and Wu Gen stepped back step by step, "Miss Wu, control... control your anger."
"Control your anger?" Wu Yi kept walking.
"I really didn't mean to tease you."
"deliberately?"
"I was wrong. I should never have slandered the girl."
"Absolute slander?"
"I was wrong. I will practice hard next and never let the girl down."
Wu Gen shouted, almost desperate. Wu Yi suddenly stopped, with a calm face, and looked coldly at the panicked man in front of him, "Then you go practice."
Wu Yi slammed the spirit dwelling on Wu Gen's head. After the dull impact, Wu Gen's eyes turned wildly and his body shook like a pendulum. new
Looking at Wu Gen who was like sieving chaff, Wu Yi sighed, stretched out her slender jade fingers, and touched Wu Gen's forehead.
On the endless hills, there are many roads and streets, and everything is peaceful. Looking around, the countless paths that started at my feet were winding like snakes, extending in all directions, with their ends disappearing in the distant sky.
Wu Gen stood at the end of the path, looking at the surrounding scenery, frowning, and he didn't know which way to take.
Where is this, why am I here, and more importantly, who am I.
When he thought of this, Wu Gen suddenly became nervous and squatted on the ground trying to remember, but he still couldn't remember his name or where he came from. He stood up and looked around in panic, hoping to find other people, but after searching for a long time, he still found nothing.
Wu Gen sat on the ground, thinking carefully, but still found nothing. He was like a blank piece of paper, and he had completely lost his past. "No matter who he is, even if he loses his name, the leader of this village is still alive."
Looking at the countless winding paths in front of him, Wu Gen, who was broken and broken, simply closed his eyes and stepped onto one at will.
When you step on it, the ground is quite solid, no different from ordinary land. But after taking a few steps forward, the path behind me quietly disappeared and turned into a dark abyss.
Wu Gen looked back in confusion. The other paths that seemed to be close together when he started were now very far apart, with abyss blocking them.
Looking at the empty space behind him, Wu Gen understood that since he had chosen this path, he could never look back.
Shrugging his shoulders, Wu Gen continued to move forward indifferently. After walking along this path for a long time, nothing dangerous happened. It was just an ordinary path. However, with every step forward, a section of the path behind him disappears.
After walking for a long time, Wu Gen suddenly heard the sound of slight footsteps coming from a distance. He looked up and saw a person on a path to his left, with a horrified expression on his face, staring at him.
The two looked at each other, frozen in place, as if time had frozen.
