Volume 1: The Blood Case of the South Wind Chapter 38: Heavenly Soul Introduction
Yan San was startled, instinctively avoided the pheasant's death, grabbed the pheasant in his hand, and grabbed the pheasant in his hand, the pheasant struggled desperately as if it was crazy, turned his head and shook his wings, and took advantage of Yan San's panic to peck at his hand.
A sharp pain came, Yan San subconsciously pinched it, and the pheasant died instantly, softened, but turned into a speck of dust and fell into the darkness.
Yan San looked at the rice-like dust under the light of the soul with interest, and said, "This is the soul platform?
Indeed, the surrendered souls turned into earth and piled up high platforms. It's just that Yan San didn't think about it, if it was such a grain of dust, how much would it take to cast it into a high platform? If the soul platform could not be cast after the soul was extinguished, Yan San's soul would no longer be able to return to the body.
Yan San didn't know it, the little pride in his heart had not dissipated, and a leopard rushed in the dark, and a black figure swam in the distance, it was a python as thick as a thigh, this leopard and a snake were the closest pair of dead souls to Yan San, and they were nailed to death by Yan Sanyi's dagger an hour ago.
Yan San's expression changed suddenly, he turned around and ran wildly, the little leopard could still deal with it, but it was a huge python, Yan San boasted that it would take a lot of effort to get his bare hands, and he would hide if he could. However, when Yan San moved, the soul guide above his head also moved, always keeping it hanging high to illuminate Yan San. The soul guide illuminates the living soul that leads the dead soul, and unless it is exhausted, it will never be deviated by half a point in this darkness. Yan San was stunned, his mind moved, he leaned into the bone book and quickly checked it, and after a while, he ......
"Gui Yuanzi, I will grass your ancestor!" Yan San scolded in his heart, there was no escape, and then he turned around and rushed towards the little leopard.
At this time, Yan San's heart was bright, and he completely understood what the soul platform was. Kill the soul soil and forge a high platform, in order to break through the darkness, and see the sky above the darkness, if you can't cast the platform before the soul channel is exhausted, you will be lost in this darkness forever. If you can't fight the dead soul...... The pheasant's peck just now was a real pain, and if it hurts, it hurts, and if it hurts, it will die. Although Yan San understands that his self at this time is not real, since he can die, then his true self will definitely not end well. Or die, or be surrounded by darkness forever, or cast a high platform to see the light of day again, on these three results, Yan San has a kind of anger in his heart that has been fooled, there is no choice, there is no way to avoid it, that is one word: dry!
Thinking about it carefully, Yan San had a choice before making one of these three choices, he could choose not to ignite the soul guide, but he didn't see it through carefully, 'All Thoughts Are Destroyed' is just a cultivation method, how can he mention that this should be the basic common sense that soul cultivation knows?
The leopard flew over, Yan Sanwei bowed down and stopped, the thorn exercise was running, and the danger was avoided again and again, and then he reached out, grabbed the tail of the little leopard, and shouted a slam round, the leopard couldn't help himself in mid-air, and was thrown on the dark ground by the angry Yan San, his head was shattered, and then turned into a thumb-sized mass of sand, mixed with the rice dust of the pheasant.
"Come on!" Yan San roared again and ran frantically towards the python. The python core swallowed, the tail trembled, did not flinch, opened its mouth three meters away and bowed, flew straight and bitten, Yan San dodged obliquely on one side, and smashed an elbow on the back of the python's head, the two strands were superimposed, and the python suddenly made a loud noise, was slapped on the ground, dizzy. But its snake body was tumbling non-stop, its thick tail flapping and beating indiscriminately, and it suddenly twisted hard, rolling Yan San in it and twisting it fiercely.
Yan San was caught off guard, while the python was still half fainting and did not do his best, his hands broke away from the line, the wind attacked, and he got out of the snake entanglement, and then kicked hard from top to bottom, kicking on the python's huge triangular head.
Yan San's eyes widened and he scanned the surroundings, and despair gradually appeared in his eyes. In the darkness, there was another voice, and it was crisp and crisp, the slightest friction, the tiger roared, the eagle cried, the snake hissed and the bear roared, the ape roared sharply, like a roar, I don't know how many birds and beasts approached in the darkness, approaching the only light! A dense shadow surrounded Yan San, and a large group of beast dead souls were rushing towards him.
The three killed were just ordinary primordial beasts, Yan San already felt struggling, there was no shortage of high-level primordial beast dead souls in the roaring forest, if it was one-on-one, as long as the soul was burned long enough, Yan San could still earn a glimmer of hope, but now that such beasts are besieged, I am afraid that there are either hundreds of heads and thousands of heads, or they can trample him to death. There is nowhere to escape, where is there hope?
"No, no!!" Yan San desperately kept calm, "It is absolutely impossible for the Soul Terrace to be so perverted, there must be a glimmer of life, what is it?"
Yes, it is true that ordinary soul attraction will not be so perverted, the dead soul that ordinary soul attraction can attract is only the dead soul within a radius of 100 meters nearby, and the soul attraction of 50 years of life can only attract a dead soul within a radius of five miles, and the range of advanced 100-year soul attraction is expanded to a radius of ten miles. And the heterochromatic grass that Yan San had in hand was indeed blinded by him, it was a soul guide, but it was not an ordinary soul guide.
The thousand-year-old soul is light, the color is light gold, and the body is covered with black hair, and the soul of the immortals in the sky can be led down. Within a radius of 100 miles, all the dead souls that have not dissipated within a hundred years will be attracted, and the heavenly soul will burn for three days and three nights, and the real treasure that is difficult to see is the supreme treasure of the soul cultivator above the fifth heaven to summon the army of dead souls, refine horcruxes, or use secret methods to refine puppets, but it was used by Yan San as a brick for the first soul to guide the door, not to mention the violent destruction of heavenly things, and also sent himself to a dead end.
Life and death are imminent, Yan San's heart is calm, the death match is definitely hopeless, there is no way to escape, the soul body is naked, the hidden spring is not there, the drip is not there, the blood crystal spirit crystal is not there, and the only thing left of him is ...... All thoughts are gone!
"That's right, all thoughts are gone. Yan San's eyes flashed, and while the group of dead soul beasts was still some distance away, his mind was divided into the bone book, and he quickly searched for exercises.
"The method of attracting souls, I'll go to your mother, aren't I about to lead souls to death?
"The method of hurting the soul, the sad little arrow, my soul platform has not been built, where is the soul power, get out!"
"The method of requiem is useful to make the dead soul sleep like sleep, but without soul power, how can it be used?"
"Soul Array...... Your grandmother!'
Yan San was completely desperate, all soul techniques require soul power, and soul power must be soul cultivation to have, and the first step of soul cultivation is to cast a soul platform...... I am trapped in the soul platform! If I don't do it, I won't die, and if I don't move the idea of cultivating the soul, where will I be in my current situation?
Are you going to die?" Yan San suddenly smiled, his expression was serene, and he muttered, "Ladies and sisters of Xiaoxi Street, Yan San'er is here to accompany you!"
"But before you die, you have to try to kill a few beasts, just waiting for death like this, it's a bit of a disappointment to the one in the Heavenly King's Recipe!" Yan San gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with a crazy light again, and he struggled for life with the consciousness of death.
"Finally remembered me!" A voice sounded in the darkness, Yan San turned around, and the proud young man stood there, still with his hands behind his back in the face of the beasts, his eyes staring upwards, and the beasts were not in his eyes. Is that...... The youth in the Heavenly King's Formula!
"There is a sense of life and death, there are ruthless methods, there is a pure heart, and there is stubbornness that does not bow down when you die, you, very good!"
The young man finally looked back, obviously not much taller than Yan San, but Yan San felt that he was desperately looking up at him. The beast pounced, and Yan San dodged sideways and asked, "Are you ...... Who, how did they end up here?'
"Who am I? Didn't you remember me just now? If you don't miss me, I won't appear even if you die." I'm not human!" The young man's long hair fluttered, and he chuckled, and at the same time raised his hand slightly, and pressed his palm against a green hairy roar that flew over, only to be slightly shocked, and the green hairy roar turned into sand and fell down.
"I'm just a distraction, like these things, a soul, but they're dead souls, and I'm a living soul. I used to be in the porcelain statue of the Heavenly King, and then I was on you. It's just that you didn't think of me, and when you thought of me, it wasn't when you needed me to do it, so I never showed up. I know all about your experience. So I said, 'You, very good!'
As the proud young man spoke, he swayed at will, as if he had slapped away the dust, and all the beasts that approached the two were wiped out. Yan San was dumbfounded, and after half a sound, he asked, "Are you here to save me?"
The young man chuckled lightly and said, "It can also be said that this part of my soul is only responsible for leading you into the door of the Heavenly King's Secret and saving you once at a critical moment. Now it seems that the time has come for me to complete my mission. 』
Yan San breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, don't help me, you haven't asked me if I'm happy or not in my body for two years, and saving me this time will be even if you pay the rent." 』
With a wave of the sleeves of the young man's robe, a giant mammoth more than three meters tall collapsed into sand, and said, "I can help you resist the beasts, and I can also help you build a soul platform, but there is a problem, once my soul is divided, once I fight, it can only last for two hours at most, you think about it yourself, the Heavenly Soul Trigger continues to burn for three days, and the dead souls are endless, and the more I get later, the more old ghosts and ghosts there are, I am powerless!"
Yan San was shocked and said, "Aren't you trying to save my life?
The young man's eyes were scorching, and he stared at Yan Sandao: "I'm saving your life now, and not once, you should have died at least eight times in this moment, if you count it like this, you already owe me a lot of lives." Seriously, now I can pull away, after all, I have already saved you eight times at a critical moment and fulfilled my promise. Life is your own, and no one is responsible for saving you as a matter of course. The tone gradually became stronger, and it was obvious that the young man was quite dissatisfied with Yan San's statement.
Yan San ignored the young man's reprimand and replied casually, "You're right. Think carefully about countermeasures. The words just now were just casually spoken, complaining about the sky has never been Yan San's character, he was born and nurtured, and he is used to relying on himself.