Chapter 111: Face

"The medium of soul transformation," Wei Fanhua took another sip of wine, "that is, when your body is mortally injured or dies, as long as you trigger the ring with your blood, it will allow your consciousness to attach to another body and continue to live." ”

His starry eyes widened, he had never heard such a strange statement in his twenty-four years of life, and reason told him that what Wei Fanhua said was completely fantastical, but for some reason, he subconsciously believed it, and Fang Cai's words made him vaguely think of a person.

"What does Master mean?"

"If this poison is not resolved, the only way to continue living is to trigger the soul vessel."

Wei Fanhua looked serious and said very solemnly.

He couldn't think of what it was until Mu Nishang came to deliver the word for that person, and he didn't know that the Soul Devouring Poison was being made. The most critical and difficult point to detect is that the blood of a poisonous pregnant woman was used as a medicine, and the last medicinal material of the antidote was the blood of the baby in the pregnant woman's womb.

The mother is poison, the child is the antidote, a poison breeds an antidote, unique, not to be replicated, no matter how great his ability to Wei Fanhua is, he can't deserve the same baby blood, and the person who has the only antidote is his enemy......

"What happens when the ring is triggered?"

Although he was a little happy to know that he had hope for life, seeing that Wei Fanhua's expression was becoming more and more solemn, Bai Feiye vaguely sensed that the consequences of triggering the ring would not be too good.

"You will disappear from the Mingyan Continent. The soul will continue to live in an unknown world. ”

It was late at night, and there was occasionally the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind, and Wei Fanhua's deep voice floated in the air very clearly.

"That is, I will no longer be my ......"

Everything he had didn't matter what he had except Ling Ling, but once he used this method, it meant that he would never see her...... Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be tightly tightened by a rope, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Master," he asked after a moment of silence, "is there any other way to do this?" ”

The corners of Wei Fanhua's lips twitched slightly, revealing helplessness, if this method is unacceptable, then the other method is even more impossible, he nodded lightly,

"There's another way."

"What is it?"

"Little Spirit."

"Ling'er?" He frowned.

Wei Fanhua raised his eyes to look at a black and oppressive bamboo forest. The moonlight shone on him three thousand silver threads, which was extraordinarily soft,

"Do you remember when you told me three years ago that you saw Xiao Ling scratch his hand and dye your ring red?"

His thoughts went back to the night when he was attacked and poisoned by that person three years ago, it was the second time he saw Ling Ling as Mu Bai, and it was also from that night that he was sure that Xiahou Ling's personality had changed at that time...... His starry eyes froze, and the figure that appeared vaguely in his mind before gradually became clear, it was her!

"Ling'er...... Is it an otherworldly soul attached to Xiahou Ling? ”

Wei Fanhua acquiesced, he wanted to take this matter to the grave and never say it, but in troubled times, everything around him is uncontrollable and unpredictable, so what can he do to change it with all his might? His own strength is not big enough to save the world, didn't he feel this more than twenty years ago? Now that the past grievances are making trouble again, perhaps so many years of evasion should be over.

It's just that sometimes telling the truth is more distressing than lying.

"Xiahou Ling is originally the body that belongs to Xiao Ling,"

He continued,

"People who can trigger the soul vessel will have their own bodies in two time and space, but the soul is the only one, the body that initially has subjective consciousness becomes the original body, that is, the body that can obtain the soul vessel, when the soul vessel is triggered, the soul will attach to another body after crossing and continue to live, in this process, as long as the body does not receive fatal injuries, then the body will automatically heal the original injury, and then only the basic consciousness continues to live, the same reason, The other body before the trigger also has the basic consciousness to continue living. ”

Even though Bai Feiye has been a teacher of Wei Fanhua for many years, his thinking has changed somewhat because of him, but after all, he grew up in this era since he was a child. What Wei Fanhua discussed with him tonight almost completely subverted his common sense, and while his heart was shocked, he tried to keep his thinking clear.

"So, the previous Xiahou Ling had a dull personality and few words, because she only had basic consciousness?"

Although it was unbelievable, it perfectly explained why Xiahou Ling's personality suddenly changed to Ling Ling.

The night wind blew a few silver wires on Wei Fanhua's shoulders,

"That's right, and such a body that can give birth to basic consciousness by itself is a rare and special physique, which is very suitable for learning martial arts."

Bai Feiye's heart instantly understood, it turned out that the master had occasionally mentioned it before. said that he has a special physique and is suitable for learning martial arts, and the reason is this!

"Master, then again, why is Ling'er another way to save me?"

Wei Fanhua lowered his eyes and looked at the scattered peach petals on the ground, and his voice became deeper and lower.

"A person can only trigger one soul vessel, but her blood can make your ring react, although I don't know the specific reason, but one thing is for sure, there must be some kind of connection between you, with her blood to trigger your soul vessel, your body, can be healed."

"So, what will happen to her?"

Wei Fanhua's eyes darkened, and his tone was a little heavy,

"Her soul may return to its original body, or ... It will be devoured by the vessel of the soul and disappear forever. ”

The slender and beautiful fingers froze in the air, and the flask slipped down the fingers and fell to the ground, shattered.

"No way!" He didn't think about it, and immediately replied, "She must not be allowed to risk herself." ”

"You refuse to betray Bai Xiguo and join that person to change the antidote, except for the two methods that Fang just said for the teacher, there is nothing else!"

Wei Fanhua dissuaded, he knew why Bai Feiye was reluctant to choose the two methods he said, but Bai Feiye was her only child in this world, and as his master, he didn't want to watch the apprentice next to him who he regarded as his own die young.

"This is the world I live in, there are still many unfinished things waiting for me to complete, I don't want to leave, but I can't let Ling'er sacrifice for me, she has her own path to walk, life to live,"

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at the moonlit roof of the attic, and a smile appeared on his lips, only to hear him whisper,

"My world can't live without her, her world can live without me."

If the premise of his survival is to lose her, then he would rather face death.

Bai Feiye got up and stood under the peach blossom tree, his eyes always staying on the roof of the attic,

"Master, thank you for telling me this tonight. In two hours, the sky will be bright, so Master should go back to the Night Heaven Pavilion to rest early. ”

He walked to the brand-new attic in front of him. Raise your hand and push the door in.

Wei Fanhua leaned under the peach blossom tree and looked at the resolute pale yellow back. His deep eyes were full of self-deprecation, and he drank the wine in his hand.

He always felt that their present was his past, so he thought that his current choice was the most correct and the best for Bai Feiye, but he forgot that Bai Feiye was not him.

At the moment, he only felt a little ridiculous. His own apprentices can calmly face their feelings, why is he, as a master, always running away and not daring to face them?

This night chatting under the tree made him also quite touched, and for a while he remembered a poem that often appeared in TV dramas, he felt a little appropriate for the situation, and whispered,

"Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die."

It was a little cool in the middle of the night, and before he got up to leave, he looked at the exquisite plaque hanging on the attic in front of him, engraved with three golden characters, Yiling Pavilion.