"Mouton-sama, what's wrong?"

At this moment, the headwind and Liu Xiran are completely frightened birds, and any wind and grass can make them feel timid, not to mention Mouton's drastic change in expression now.

After a while, Mouton's face gradually returned to normal, but his voice was still a little surprised, "His body is very weird!"

"Weird?" Liu Xiran and the others didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

"If it's just a probe of the power of the soul, his body is like a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest ripple, but when the energy pours in, his body is like a huge volcano that is spewing flames everywhere, and a powerful energy emerges, resisting my energy to the death, although it can't be stopped, but if I want to do it, it is bound to have a violent shock in his body, and any slight turmoil, he may not be able to withstand it..."

"That is to say, now that Lord Mouton's strength can't help Brother Nie Ying?" Liu Xiran's eyes darkened, although she believed that Nie Ying would get better, with his own strength, when would it be?

Hearing this, Mouton suddenly smiled a little bitterly and said: "If it's just the energy resistance that suddenly appeared in his body, what I feel is that this guy doesn't want to rely on external forces to help him at all." That's why I can't go on. ”

"Big brother, what does he want to do?" said Reverse Wind in surprise.

"Maybe for Nie Ying, this is not an opportunity to hone his skills, if he can fully recover from this state with his own strength, whether it is his strength or his comprehension of heaven and earth, he will improve a lot, he may want to take advantage of this opportunity!"

Mouton stood tall, naturally thinking far, and in a short time, he had already come up with a rough idea.

"Hopefully. Although it is possible for Nie Ying to do this kind of action when life and death are at stake, they know better that that kind of life and death is definitely not what it is now, because Nie Ying is not a person who will make others worry at all, even if he wants to do something dangerous, he will tell everyone in advance, or do it directly and quietly, and only tell them after success, this is Nie Ying's character.

Mouton has almost no time with them, so he doesn't know Nie Ying either. The worries in the hearts of the two did not tell Mouton that since the other party couldn't help, they shouldn't bother too much, lest when they calculate something in the future, they would owe too much favor, and it would be very difficult if it was not good.

"Big brother, you have to keep going, you must!" The two were worried that Nie Ying couldn't control himself at all.

In fact, Liu Xiran and Headwind were right, this time it was indeed not Nie Ying himself who was resisting external help, he himself had already fallen into the unconscious now, if it weren't for that little bit of weirdness and strangeness, he would have died a long time ago, and the high-level powerhouse of the Yuan Shen would have squandered his fame?

And the powerful energy that emerged from resisting the entry of Mouton's energy, as well as the faint breath, came from the sword soul in the body.

The sword soul is the sword heart, the sword heart comes from the sword shape, and the beginning of the formation is on the dantian, the sword soul is invisible, ethereal, and its formation is entrenched in Nie Ying's body, which is different from the spirit weapon or something hidden in the body, so Mouton can find it, even if he is strong in cultivation, and if he is a little weaker, he may not be able to sense it.

Nie Ying is not dead, the sword soul is not dispersed, the sword soul is not dispersed, Nie Ying is not dead! It is precisely because of this that even strong people like Mouton and Han Li, especially the latter, thought that this palm had killed Nie Ying, but they didn't expect that in his body, there was actually something else!

If Nie Ying is sober, and Mouton knows, he will be surprised, the sword soul is not a single existence, there is also the existence of the Yansha Sword in it, no matter how mysterious the sword soul is, the breath of the Yansha Sword as a member of this world will definitely not hide from Mouton, but really, he did not find the existence of the Yansha Sword.

Time passed quietly like fingertip sand, during this time, Mouton had to investigate from time to time, the aura emanating from the mysterious area was still very weak, once it was interrupted, there would be no way, Nie Ying would die. But the strange thing is that this breath, although it has never been strong, has never been broken, which makes Mouton sigh the tenacity of this guy's vitality.

At the same time, after using the power of the soul to investigate, he will also use the energy of the body to test it, of course, the result is exactly the same as the first time, which makes Mouton very strange, and it should not be. After a long time, he gradually thought that an opportunity is an opportunity, but his life is in danger, and he will die at any time, Nie Ying will never take advantage of this opportunity, and even if he wants to use this opportunity, it will not be too late to rely on himself after the vitality is completely strong.

Perhaps thinking that Mouton was not his own, Nie Ying could not accept his energy, so after Headwind and Liu Xiran's bodies fully recovered, the two also tried once. The same result made the two even more worried.

Today's Nie Ying is an existence like a living dead.

Seeing the ugly faces of the two, Mouton smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, he won't die." After finishing speaking, he realized that his words were pale and weak, and he smiled at the moment, closed his eyes and sank his mind, and wandered elsewhere.

An unknown world, covered by boundless pale cyan clouds, here, there is no life, there is not a trace of airflow, in the vast and boundless world, there is not even a single smell, a cluster of almost black air masses, is the only theme in this world.

And with this air mass is endless loneliness and confusion.

This is the depths of Nie Ying's mind, where the soul is, and the dark black air mass is the soul. When a person dies, the soul is like a freed prisoner, and it will flow out of this place without any ripples to another vast world outside.

And the existence of the sword soul caused Nie Ying to still have a glimmer of life, so the soul was still there. It's just that in this place called Sihai now, not only is the vitality not floating, but the huge soul also has no consciousness.

Day after day, month after month, the soul drifts aimlessly in the sea of thoughts.

The sword soul is still beating very regularly, but the interval of this rule is very long, resulting in the faint vitality that emerges, which is not enough to awaken the sleeping soul power, and then it is impossible to restart the various functions of Nie Ying's body, and the whole person is a living dead.

And Mouton's guess is not wrong, if Nie Ying continues like this, sooner or later the sword soul will not be able to bear the faint vitality, the so-called sword soul will not disperse, Nie Ying will not die, it may indeed exist, but to let this existence continue forever and forever, a premise is needed.

That is, it needs the support of energy, even if the energy is extremely weak, it is enough to support Nie Ying's vitality. And now the reason why Nie Ying's body has not been subjected to the collapse caused by the heavy blow of the cold is also because of the strength of the physical body, and the meridians and bones inside have not been damaged too much.

Now there is no trace of energy, even if the sword soul continues like this, to a certain peak, when those bones and meridians are completely old, Nie Ying will not even be able to preserve the state of the living dead.

But if there is no energy in his body, but he can't convince the three of Mouton, when their energy enters Nie Ying's body, isn't there a huge energy rushing out?

Since this energy belonged to Nie Ying, why didn't he provide Nie Ying with his daily needs?

At one point, after Mouton investigated again, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, and said, "What a strange body!"

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

During this period of time, on the surface, Nie Ying has not improved, and his body is still the same, and Mouton has gradually lost his patience and is not going to investigate, and now he is staying here, more to protect Liu Xiran and the headwind.

Headwind and Liu Xiran didn't go to check the condition of Nie Ying's body anymore, they firmly believed that Nie Ying would get better, so they suppressed all their worries in their hearts and put all their minds on cultivation.

In his body, the huge meridians that looked like stagnant water were empty at the moment. In the sea of thoughts, the soul power that had no purpose to swim had now swam to the edge of the sea of thoughts, as if it was about to break through the shackles of this heaven and earth at any time.

At this moment, whether it is in the sword soul or in the sea of thought, there is an extremely strong intent to die, because the frequency of the faint vitality emerging from the sword soul is gradually slowing down, and it is also because of this that the huge soul is slowly approaching the edge of the sea of thought according to the laws of heaven and earth.

This is the precursor to real death.

At a certain moment, the sword soul like a heart suddenly stopped the fluctuating frequency, and at the same time, Nie Ying's soul was irresistible, surging towards the sea of thoughts at a rapid speed.

Seeing that the soul was about to rush out of the sea of thought on its own, suddenly, the sea of thought that seemed to have not fluctuated for thousands of years was violently agitated, and then a powerful suction force emerged out of thin air, dragging the soul into the center of the sea of thought, which was also where the soul should have stayed.

After the soul returned to its original position, a faint ripple appeared in the silent sea of thoughts, and as this ripple passed through the soul, the latter suddenly burst out with a flickering dark light.

As the soul emitted a brilliant light, the whole sea of thought seemed to be injected with a new vitality, in the blink of an eye, the soul seemed to have a certain degree of autonomy, at this moment, even if the sword soul is not beating, the soul is not rushing towards the sea of thought, but vaguely, as if pondering something.....