Chapter 30: Two Souls
On the right arm, the compass image was slightly hot, but the previous suction force did not appear again. Wu You scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't know what to do, and he had the heart to ask Qin Yijian for help, but found that the figure of the Dragon King had blocked the other party's view.
"It's a big game!" Seeing that the Dragon King's gaze was gradually unkind, the corners of Wuyou's mouth twitched a few times, and he was about to retreat.
It's good that Wuyou didn't move, but this movement annoyed the Dragon King, and he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Wuyou in his hand, and opened his mouth to let out a few roars. He and Ahuizotl were old acquaintances, so he fell to the ground after listening to his words, but he didn't expect to be teased by it. But Ahuizotl's identity is relatively special, and the Dragon King didn't dare to move a little, so he had to spill his anger on Wuyou.
Seeing this, Qin Yijian's face changed, and he wanted to come to the rescue and had some rat throwers, so he came to the Dragon King and stood a few feet away, raised his sword and pointed directly: "Dragon King, you are also a master of the Earth Immortal Realm, don't you feel a little despicable to deal with a woman who doesn't know magic like this?" ”
"Despicable? So what! This king has always paid attention to doing what he wants, and he has never paid attention to the rules of bullshit. The Dragon King shook his head, unfazed by Qin Yijian's accusations.
Wuyou was held in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't move at all, but fortunately, the Dragon King didn't use too much force, and his life was not in danger for the time being. It's just that for the compass picture, and the jade rabbit in it, Wu You scolded thousands of times in his heart. I knew that the rabbit was going to be a shrunken turtle, how could I provoke this big guy, if I used too much strength, pinching myself to death was the same as pinching a finger of ants to death.
There was no way to get out here, and Qin Yijian also didn't dare to do it easily, and the scene was at an impasse for a while. The Dragon King tilted his head and didn't make any further movements, for some reason, a sense of crisis arose in his heart. As a demon spirit, the Dragon King not only has the ** that the monk does not have, but also has an instinct that far surpasses that of humans. This is the foundation of his survival, and it is also his talent to stand out from the crowd.
Seeing that there was no movement below, everyone on the boulder looked at each other, and no one dared to disturb them. On the side of the boulder, there was also a figure standing quietly, and everyone present directly ignored it. This figure was dressed in a snow-white robe, with long hair like snow, and a handsome and even slightly charming face. If this face was born in a woman, it would be considered a peerless beauty, but for this man, it makes people feel bewitched.
Where the man stood, the space seemed to fold, so that all the eyes and even spiritual senses that swept here could not detect the slightest clue. He stood quietly in mid-air, looking at the few people dancing below, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. After a while, he shook his head and smiled dotingly
"There is no spiritual power in the body, it seems that there is indeed an accident in the reincarnation. That's it! I'll help you replenish some spiritual power first. ”
On the thumb of the man's left hand, there was an emerald green ring, and with the flick of the man's fingers, the ring flew out of his hand and went straight to the top of the dragon king's head. The Dragon King seemed to be aware of it, and subconsciously took a side step and suddenly flashed to the side. But the ring turned, crossed a short distance, and gently knocked on the head of the dragon king.
This seemingly small ring, at this time, it seems to weigh more than 10,000 catties, and the Dragon King only feels a weight on his body, as if he is pressed by Mount Tai. Qi and blood flowed backwards in an instant, and a mouthful of immortal qi erupted out, forming a large white mist. Wuyou bore the brunt of the attack, and was instantly wrapped in the white mist.
Wuyou is like being in a sauna, with boiling heat all over her body, and those white mist are like living things, constantly integrating into her body. But the most absorbed is the compass picture, and under its crazy absorption, even a small whirlpool has formed.
It didn't take long for the mist to be absorbed, and only the dragon king, who looked sluggish, watched all this in amazement. It took a moment before it screamed, struggling to break free from the pressure. But that small ring is as stable as a mountain, and it can't break free at all. What was even more terrifying was that after the fog dissipated, the gravity above his head actually pressed again.
The second breath of fairy qi erupted, and the Dragon King's face was already pale, and there was even a trace of despair in his eyes. These immortal qi are the foundation of his cultivation, and they are the result of his years of cultivation, which is the power that only human immortals can have. With his cultivation, there were only three mouthfuls of immortals in his body before, and if the last one was forced out again, his cultivation would immediately fall.
Seeing this change, Qin Yijian frowned, but did not step forward to intervene. His current cultivation is only a pill, and although the immortal qi is precious, it is not what he needs at the moment. Especially in the current scene, it is clear that someone is helping to dance and practice, and Qin Yijian's heart is a gentleman, so naturally he will not step forward to snatch it.
Under the nourishment of the fairy spirit, Wuyou's physique was rapidly changed, his skin became almost transparent, and his bones also revealed a hint of gold. The compass image was also frantically absorbing, almost taking away most of the immortal qi. Rao is like this, there is still a part of it that enters Wuyou's body with his breath and goes straight to Zhihai.
Knowing the sea is a place where the soul dwells, and everyone will have it, but ordinary people who have not cultivated have much smaller knowledge of the sea. But Wuyou is different, her knowledge of the sea is far beyond others, and even some Jindan monks are a few points worse. All of this, in the sea of Gain's dance, the soul is not the only one, but two.
One of the souls is naturally Danyou. Because she had not undergone cultivation, her soul was scattered and not gathered, filling the entire sea of knowledge. The other is a beautiful woman, although her appearance is a little blurry, but it is difficult to hide the appearance of a celestial person. The woman sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, slowly absorbing the power of the dance's soul. It is predictable that if there is no accident, Wuyou's soul will inevitably be absorbed by her and become the nourishment for her soul to grow.
But at this moment, a stream of fairy qi surged in, and then it dispersed violently, turning into a little starlight and merging into the sea of knowledge. Moistened by this fairy spirit, the soul of Wuyou grew rapidly. After a few breaths, the soul began to solidify, and finally contracted and condensed into a human form, which looked like Maiyou. It's just that compared to beautiful women, the soul of dancing is much smaller.
The moment the soul condensed and formed, Wuyou felt the world spinning in front of him, and he fell into a trance. This dizziness lasted only for a moment, and when it regained its clarity again, it had already appeared in the vast expanse.
"What is this place?" Maiyu's face was full of doubts.
"This is the place where your soul dwells in the sea of knowledge and your soul." The glamorous woman replied coldly.
Wuyou was startled, and hurriedly followed the sound to look, and her heart throbbed. This tall figure was five times as tall as herself, and compared to her, Wuyou was like a child. What makes the dance especially bad is that on that beautiful face, there is an undisguised hideousness, as if there is a deep hatred with himself.
Reluctantly stabilizing his emotions, Wuyou said, "Who are you?" Why is it in my body? ”
Hearing Wuyou's inquiry, the woman smiled coldly: "I didn't expect that your creation is not small, and you will be able to condense your soul and discover my existence without waiting for cultivation." But so what, you're still vulnerable in front of me. Originally, I was going to absorb it slowly, but since you can't wait, I'll just swallow you. ”