Chapter Seventy-Three: The Restlessness and Fate of the Seven Spirits
Running all the way, Yeyang's eyes were already red, and in order to reduce the consumption of spiritual energy, he only wrapped his body, so the clothes that were exposed had already become tattered
The distance that was supposed to be a few days was shortened to six hours by Yeyang, dragging his extremely tired body to a mountain far away from Shui Yuanzong, and after cutting off a beast, Yeyang ate like a cloud, and the extremely mottled aura in his body was no longer enough to help him maintain the natural consumption in his body
After sitting down cross-legged and swinging around, slashing down several large trees and the beasts that were hiding nearby and waiting to hunt, Yeyang let out a breath of turbidity
Running the exercises, the tingling sensation from the meridians made him gasp, and with the gradual stabilization of his breathing, the mottled aura in his body was gradually replaced by pure aura, and through this period of time, Yeyang came to the sea of consciousness again, sat under the hidden dragon tree, and asked towards the empty lake:
"There's one thing I forgot to ask, how much do you know about the corpse puppet, the white guest, and besides, why didn't you let me kill those demon cultivators before, it was just a matter of thought. ”
The gentle sigh made a strange cold wind blow in the entire sea knowledge space, and the other Yeyang didn't open his eyes, stretched out his hand to touch the almost cracked spar, and responded: "The corpse puppet is just an ordinary puppet, as for who his master is, it doesn't matter to us, and why don't you let you kill those demon cultivators, is it all at this point, don't you understand!"
The sudden change in tone surprised Yeyang slightly, after all, in his impression, the other Yeyang was melancholy and indifferent to everything, and shook his head lightly and replied: "Maybe I guessed, but it was too ridiculous, so I rejected it." ”
"Ridiculous, is it because you imagine that you are a demon cultivator?" the other Yeyang asked again, recovering in a more indifferent tone
But as his words came out, Yeyang's body condensed by divine consciousness suddenly exploded, and then turned into a little starlight and left the sea of consciousness space and returned to the body, and when he woke up again, he was only slightly puzzled about what he had done before, and asked the same question again: "There is one thing..."
“...”
After seeing the night sun explode with his own eyes, the other night sun never mentioned that he was a demon cultivator, and it was at this moment that he finally understood why the soul who stayed in the outside world for the longest time and had the most contact with things was the most 'stupid' and had the most unstable personality.
After telling all the relevant knowledge about the corpse puppet that was originally going to be omitted, he drove Yeyang back into his body after a few perfunctory sentences
In the silent sea of knowledge, the other Yeyang sighed lightly, opened his eyes and looked at the night demon who had turned into a human form standing in front of him, and said with a wry smile: "Who is doing this to 'him'? Obviously, he is only one of the souls, is it because he includes the Seven Spirits? But the Seven Spirits will only bring him side effects!"
“...”
The night demon didn't speak, just listened to the night sun in front of him, maybe only in front of the night demon, this other soul who was extremely calm in the eyes of the night sun would reveal his true face
The helplessness between the words made the night demon's eyes flicker constantly, but she also had no way, or rather, she couldn't help from beginning to end, and even rescued Yu Yeyang only when she was mortally threatened, and the rest of the time she could only give her a small help Jin Yong Chinese
Outside of the sea of knowledge, Yeyang has been running the exercises for more than two hours, and the sky is gradually brightening from darkness again, but the side effects of the Huiqi Pill are really terrible, even with the terrible exercises like "Nightless Sky", Yeyang still has no way to completely transform the exercises in his body in a short period of time, but after transforming about sixty percent of the aura, he decided to get up and rush to Shui Yuanzong
This time, he didn't let the night demon help, and continued to operate the exercises while flying, although it was not as efficient as when he stopped concentrating on cultivation, but for the current situation, he could recover a little bit if he could recover a little strength
Yeyang, who is only sixty percent pure aura, can only exert the strength of the ninth order of the spirit body at most, and the spirit body realm is just a matter of waving his hand for those demon cultivators in the universal Xuan Spirit Realm, even if he has an extremely powerful divine sense, but if he also encounters a demon cultivator with divine consciousness skills, then Yeyang may be directly beheaded because of his own lack of strength in the battle of divine consciousness
Not far from Shui Yuanzong, looking at the huge stone door frame that had been broken into several sections, the night sun flew down
The buildings in the outer courtyard of the entire Shui Yuan Sect had completely disappeared, leaving only a mountain forest that the demon cultivators did not dare to move compared to the Black Mountain Range that the night sun had entered
There was not even a trace of a demon cultivator outside the inner courtyard, and for Yeyang, who had been in the inner courtyard for many years, the inner courtyard was now unusually depressed, and he slowly walked towards the peak where Jin Yuanzi was, looking at those closed shops, Yeyang's heart continued to beat intensively
Quietly, the speed at which it runs "Never Sleeps" is a little faster, and the originally somewhat depressed mood has become extremely gloomy
At the foot of the mountain, there should have been two disciples guarding the path up the mountain in order to contribute value and remuneration, but at this moment, not even a single figure appeared
Walking up the mountain with a solemn face, there were traces of blood washed by the rain on the stone staircase, and the breath that had not completely dispersed in the air gradually gathered on the stone steps because of the appearance of the night sun, and the very gloomy mood directly affected the other night sun in the sea space, making him inexplicably exude a terrifying aura
In the sea, the leaves on the purple-leaved trees began to fall off, but the strange thing was that the purple leaves that should have floated to the surface of the sea fell to the bottom of the sea that could be seen with the naked eye
The strange branches were connected by the shedding of the leaves, as if they were going to trap the purple leaves that fell on the ground forever at the bottom of the sea, but suddenly with the roar of the trapped night sun, those purple leaves began to shake violently, and in the blink of an eye, all the demonic branches that stretched out were cut off and quickly attached to the tree
"Seven spirits, are you finally going to be restless again? what the hell do you want to do!"
The night sun in the spar roared angrily, and the spar that had been almost cracked was healed again by some strange power, and this time, not only the spar, but also the vicinity of the spar began to crystallize, as if it was about to be trapped in it
"Get out! Find the third soul as soon as possible and let him save me! Otherwise, the Seven Spirits will devour the soul, and no one in the world will be able to save me from birth..."
The words were very impatient, but they gradually lost their voices
The trapped Yeyang fell asleep again, he didn't know if the memories he sent out could be received by the Yeyang in the outside world, and he didn't know if the night demon listened to him and left the Zhihai space in time to avoid the fate of being trapped by crystals