Vitality and death will be like the color and taste, unless deliberately converged, they will naturally emit out, not to mention the monk, is an ordinary person, see a spring budding branches, look at the bamboo shoots drilled out of the soil after the rain, will give birth to a feeling of vitality, when you see the old man in the twilight, you will also feel the breath of death, of course, ordinary people are more under the circumstantial evidence of the feeling association, and in the monk's induction, it is the same thing as the hands touching, the eyes seeing.

The vitality and death intent such as the size, color and taste will naturally escape, the divine thoughts will not drift like this, there is only one possibility that the divine thoughts will move, that is, it is urged, except for Ye Zhuo's own thoughts, it is absolutely impossible for his divine thoughts to have such movement, in other words, a flash at that moment just now is enough to prove one thing, Ye Zhuo's dead soul has reappeared in the autonomous consciousness.

If Ye Zhuo's life from death is compared to the steps that need to be climbed step by step, the step of reproducing consciousness is definitely a big step or even a step to the sky, this kind of change is the same as a demon beast giving birth to spiritual intelligence, and a plant and tree becoming a monster is basically the same as the two worlds of ignorance to spiritual wisdom, and it is also earth-shaking for Ye Zhuo today. , Although he was floating in the center of the eggshell of the light curtain at the moment, he still looked like a dry corpse, no breathing and heartbeat, no true yuan moving, and there was not the slightest movement in his hands or feet.

Without him, for monks, the physical body is very important, it can be said that it is the foundation of everything, but unlike ordinary mortals, breathing and heartbeat are not so necessary, the higher the realm, the more so, Ye Zhuo, who has cast the golden pill, is far more powerful than Hu Mei Daoren and other Yuan Infants, if you need to, you can completely hold your breath, and directly let the heart flow stagnant for several years without affecting the physical body, but if you are really desperate and forced to rein, there will definitely be no problem in a few hours, that is, you can endure it for a few days or ten days, and no matter how long the time is, there will definitely be sequelae that are not light or even irreversible, but it will not lose your life because of this。

In contrast, what is really about life and death is actually the divine soul, especially for monks above a certain realm, as long as the divine soul is not injured, the breathing is restored, and the heartbeat is just a matter between thoughts, if the divine soul is strong enough, and even the physical body is destroyed, it is not completely hopeless, and the cultivation world is criticized by many people and is born to be reborn, of course, this kind of rebirth is not desperate, no one will take the initiative to choose, that is, no matter how strong the divine soul needs to fit with the physical body, and no physical body can compare with their own, they really have to be forced to give up, and whether they can fit each other to a sufficient degree is secondary, but once the process of running in with each other is experienced, it will definitely leave a great impact, so it is normal to completely cut off the future of cultivation and it is normal for it to be difficult to improve, even if the direct realm falls, it is also a common thing.

Ye Zhuo's physical body has only been considered dead by others for almost a few hours, and it is far from decaying. Of course, Ye Zhuo is not just out of breath and heartbeat True Yuan is exhausted, the most serious thing is the loss of essence blood, the essence blood has been drained more than once, and a sturdy man has become a skinny skeleton in a short period of time, not to mention suffering, just listening to it will probably scare a group of people, no one has any cultivation prospects after experiencing such a while, even if someone helps to hang his life and help him recover from treatment.

However, due to various opportunities, Ye Zhuo did not completely die because no one rescued him, and the most important thing is that because the soul of Xuanhuang Wujian was refined enough to condense enough, not only did he not lose his soul in this catastrophe, but he was not even seriously injured, but he just lost consciousness and died. If nothing else happened, Ye Zhuo's divine soul would really be so ignorant and unconscious until it dissipated, and there would be no time to wake up, but at this moment, because of his body outside his body, because of his own vitality and death will Dao Law, and also because of the reincarnation array arranged by this master who didn't know what kind of master in this ancient cave mansion, Ye Zhuo actually regained his consciousness.

Even if it was just an instant, even if it was just a moment of urging the divine thoughts, and even retracted without even reaching out to his divine soul, it was enough. If it is said that the previous manifestation of the will of vitality and death was only born from death in a sense of the avenue, with the reappearance of this wisp of consciousness, Ye Zhuo has actually come to life, and he is no longer a living dead who is only alive but unconscious, even if this wisp of consciousness disappears again, Ye Zhuo's soul is again extinguished, and the vitality in his body is once again swallowed and replaced by the will of death, it is also another death, and it cannot be said that Ye Zhuo has died from the beginning.

Summing up the lessons and lessons to be the teacher of the future is a later story, at this moment, Ye Zhuo does have divine sense, with the foundation of his Jindan realm, he can already be regarded as completely alive, but it is only alive, not to mention compared to his own peak state, even if he is casually compared with a Qi Refining Mirror cultivator who has not even been able to lay the spiritual foundation for a long time in the cultivation world, such a little recovery is still inferior. What's more, at this moment, Ye Zhuotian has regained a little consciousness under the great opportunity, and he can't take care of more, at this moment, Ye Zhuo is looking around, and he is still asking questions one by one.

"Hmm, what the hell is this place, how did I end up here? I should have been in ......? Huh? Where should I have come from? Who am I? Amnesia? No, it's a bunch of shameless old guys who have calculated the master, but who are those old guys? Why do you want to calculate the master, who am I? Ah......"

Mortals will inevitably forget some things and even lose their memory when they are drunk or traumatized and comatose to regain consciousness, but Ye Zhuo has really experienced a death, at this moment, because of the revival of the avenue of vitality and death, because of the blessing of the reincarnation array around him, he has recovered some consciousness, even if he has the realm above the golden pill, the soul is also tempered strong enough, but for a while he is still a little confused, he can't even think about who he is and what happened in the past。

Ye Zhuo, who has not fully recovered, has also lost his usual temperament, and after a few questions cannot be thought through, he gradually gave birth to more and more irritability, and after a while, Ye Zhuo roared directly towards the sky, but when he wanted to scold angrily, he found that he couldn't even think of scolding anyone, and his emotions became more and more irritable and angry。

Ye Zhuo, who was screaming in the sky, didn't realize that it was impossible for him to howl so long for half an hour and for so long without feeling at all, and even at the same time urging the power of the magic power of the practitioner of the magic technique, Ye Zhuo didn't notice that the self in his feeling was not really himself, but in fact it was just a wisp of consciousness emerging from the depths of the soul, whether it was running wildly, or urging all kinds of magical powers, or the screaming and roaring that had not stopped at the moment, all this was not a reality, in fact, it was just a thought in his consciousness。

It seemed to continue like this, until the screaming sound of the old world suddenly stopped, and in an instant, the irritability and anger just now disappeared, replaced by full vigilance and vigilance, Ye Zhuo no longer questioned himself and his past, but calmly swept the Quartet, just because he suddenly felt a wave of anger passing over him.

When he swept around, Ye Zhuo found that he didn't know why, and he didn't know when, Ye Zhuo found that the surroundings had become more different just now, and for a while, Ye Zhuo, who was already a little confused, was a little puzzled, and he didn't feel any fluctuations just now.

The sky became a little gray, as if everything around him was darker, and at the same time, Ye Zhuo also felt a chill, but what made Ye Zhuo suddenly alert was not these changes, this coolness, but when the coolness swept over him, another smell of dead silence. Of course, the dead silence will not really have any taste, everything is Ye Zhuo's feeling, and all this around him is naturally not the feeling and reaction of Ye Zhuo's body in the reincarnation array of the Ancient Cave Mansion, it is still just the wisp of consciousness that appeared before in his sea god's soul that he has not even recognized himself, but at this moment, Ye Zhuo is not aware of these things at all, he only feels that all this is very strange, and it is different from his own understanding.

However, soon, Ye Zhuo felt that the surrounding aura and the dead silence and the smell of dejection were not dangerous, on the contrary, as they kept passing by, he also felt a burst of comfort and comfort as if he had drunk the elixir jade liquid.

It's not like usual, the heart of vigilance is always there, just a moment more instinctive is an instinctive reaction, when he finds something else, Ye Zhuo didn't think much about what all this is going on, didn't think about why he enjoyed these frustrations and silences so much, he was still angry before, and he couldn't even think of who he was, and he forgot to dwell on it anymore, and soon he was immersed in the surrounding aura.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Zhuo came to his senses again, as if he had done before, looked around blankly, frowned and muttered: "What the hell is this place, where did that old guy Hu Mei get me here?"