The road was bumpy, and I was in the trunk of the car, which was stuffy and bumpy, and I fainted after a while.

I don't know how long it took for me to wake up, it was dark all around, and I didn't know if it was night, or if I was thrown in a dark basement and couldn't see anything.

I tried to move, but I couldn't move at all, and then I realized that I was tied like a rice dumpling with a fishing net.

My eyes widened in horror, I couldn't see anything, and I listened intently, and there was a dead silence around me, and there was no sound.

I quickly came to my senses, remembering that I was captured by Daoist Yang and Wang Qiuyue to resurrect Wang Xilin, and Daoist Yang still had to use my soul to raise little ghosts.

In this way, I should be at Daoist Yang's house at this time. But why don't you see them?

The cloth that Yang Daoist stuffed into my mouth is gone, and it seems that they have no fear at this time, and they don't worry about me shouting at all. This made me even more frightened, and I tried to shout, "Hey, anyone?"

In the darkness, there was still a dead silence, and there was no sound except for the slight echo of my shouting.

They don't want to abandon me to a desolate place, and I still live or die, right?" I stupidly came up with such a thought, but quickly denied it, because Wang Qiuyue needs my body to resurrect her dead ghost son, how can she be willing to abandon my body?

So, am I already dead, and at this time, I am just an out-of-body soul, imprisoned in a dark ghost realm?

I thought of this again, and my heart beat faster, and I struggled to move, and although I couldn't move, the feeling of being tied up was very obvious.

I breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that I was not dead, and my body was still there. Then I thought that Yang Yi would use my soul to raise his little ghost, so even if I died, I wouldn't let my soul wander out.

So where am I now, and why don't I see them?

This state of absolute darkness and silence lasted for an unknown amount of time, and at this time I had no concept of time, and just as I was about to go crazy with my depression, I suddenly heard a dull sound of footsteps, which not only could not distinguish the direction, but also the distance and the near, which was a very strange and terrifying feeling.

I held my breath, nervous to the extreme, I had hoped that someone would come, but when I really heard footsteps, I was inexplicably scared.

The suffocating sound of strange footsteps rang nearby for a long time before it suddenly stopped, and silence returned to the surroundings.

My heart lifted again, and I tried to ask out loud, but I found that my throat couldn't make a sound. This made me very puzzled and panicked, because I knew very well that I didn't have anything in my mouth, so how could I not make a sound? Besides, I remember very clearly, when I first woke up, I tried to shout a few times, and there was no problem with my throat. How did you lose your voice when you heard that strange footsteps?

At this moment, the strange footsteps sounded again, this time it seemed to be the footsteps of two people, one light and the other heavy, very obvious.

I listened intently, and soon a very strange feeling appeared, and whenever the frivolous footsteps sounded, my heart felt as if it was being pulled out by something invisible, and when the heavy footsteps sounded, my heart calmed down a little.

This alternation made my heart more and more uncomfortable, and I felt like my soul was going out of my body.

And so on –

Out-of-body? yes, that's what it feels like.

Could it be that this is soul transfer?

A very strange and familiar idea suddenly popped up, and I was startled by this information that suddenly appeared to me, and then my mind suddenly became clear, and I had an epiphany. It turned out that this information came from the depths of my soul, and it was-

I tried my best to concentrate my mind so as not to disturb my mind with the strange footsteps, and soon, I finally understood that my physical strength was hiding the inheritance of ancestor Lin Jixian, and this inheritance was not only the mind talisman, but also all the insights he had learned in his life, including the knowledge related to this strange "soul transfer technique".

I had never been enlightened before, although I had the inheritance of the ancestor Lin Jixian in my body, except for a slight comprehension of the mind talisman, everything else was in a state of chaos. I never thought that at this moment, when I was in a desperate situation and my life was at stake, the inheritance hidden in my body would be suddenly stimulated.

Could this be the protection of the ancestral yin spirit?

I was amazed and delighted, but I didn't have time to pay attention to it, to be grateful, and to search for information in the depths of my soul in order to face the present desperate situation.

To my great surprise, once I became enlightened, I suddenly felt like a different person, and a large number of strange and powerful information hidden deep in my soul continued to emerge and quickly merged into my own consciousness, just as I knew it in the first place.

I have to say that this feeling is very amazing, and I am shocked and delighted. This process of enlightenment and transformation is very short, almost completed in a blink of an eye.

In this way, I know very well what the strange footsteps are going on at this time.

According to the memories of the ancestor Lin Jixian, I know that this is a soul transfer technique, a kind of evil art that has almost been lost, and a very strange and terrible evil art that forcibly separates people's souls from the physical body.

There is no doubt that this is the ability of the evil Dao Yang Yi, he wants to use this soul-shifting evil technique to separate my soul from my body, and then let the little ghost he raised and Wang Xilin share my soul and body.

Once I understood this, I had to resist this soul-shifting magic.

However, I found that even though I had seen through this evil art, my mind was still uncontrollably affected by the sound of light footsteps. But now I no longer panicked, but tried to hold my mind steady and not let my heart beat to the rhythm of the footsteps, for as soon as my heartbeat was in tune with the rhythm of the footsteps, my soul would have a very noticeable feeling of being pulled outward. At the same time, I tried to think of a way to deal with it.

Naturally, I had to rely on what I had inherited from my ancestors to cope with it.

Soon, I realized that there are two ways to deal with this kind of evil magic, one is to forcibly repel it with a more powerful soul power than the person who performed it.

Another way is to control your soul and not let it be affected by the rhythm of the footsteps. Because it takes a huge amount of soul power to maintain this evil art, as long as you hold on until the person who casts the evil god gives up on his own because of his lack of soul power.

These two methods are actually one attack and one defense, if the soul power is strong, take the initiative to attack, and directly defeat the evil art. On the contrary, keep it and fight with the other party.

So which way do I go? Which way can I go?

Well, since there are still so many readers waiting, I'm really embarrassed not to update, start updating it from today, please be sure to support it more, otherwise it will be really unmotivated. There is indeed a lot of wonderful content in the back, but the motivation is insufficient and a little slack.

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