Chapter 120: The Origin of the Imperial Soul

"You just sit here and recover, don't go anywhere. The cold voice of Neon Frost came from the depths of Mo Ying's sea of consciousness.

"But Xiaoice Ling......" Although the distance is very far, Mo Ying's heart is still very worried.

"It's looking for something that belongs to it, you can't interfere, it's useless to go. Nishuang interrupted Mo Ying's words, "Don't worry, it will come back to you safely." ”

"Alas...... All right. ”

Mo Ying knew that Yan Nishuang had existed for a long time, and Mo Ying had never doubted Yan Nishuang's words, so at this time, what Yan Nishuang said was like a reassuring pill for Mo Ying.

"Okay, then I'll go down to the lake and take a dip?" Mo Ying said suddenly.

"No, it doesn't. Nishuang said coldly, and her tone could not be refused.

"That's not okay, Sister Nishuang, you see they're all right when they go down. Mo Ying exclaimed.

This is the true dragon blood that is hard to find in the world, and using this to exercise the physical body is undoubtedly the best way in the whole world, Mo Ying has long wanted to rush to the lake to exercise his body like Chen Xuan.

"Just because they're okay doesn't mean you'll be fine, the body called the little girl is a super spirit beast, and the strength of her body is not comparable to you at all, and the true dragon blood is harmless to her. And that one named Chen Xuan actually learned the lost "Blood Weeping and Defeating Heavenly Gong", the true dragon blood is the most suitable thing for him, and in the future, in the way of blood, basically no one can beat it. Neon Frost said.

"Sister Nishuang, do you know that 'Blood Weeps Defeats Heavenly Skill', what grade of spiritual trick is that?" Mo Ying asked.

"Have you ever heard the name 'Blood Corrupted Heaven'?" asked Nefrost.

"Haven't heard of it. ”

Mo Ying thought about it again, and really didn't expect any deeds about this name, so he shook his head and said.

"It's not strange, because that was all 10,000 years ago, "Blood Weeping Defeated Heavenly Gong" is a spiritual recipe created by Blood Defeated Heaven, the grade cannot be defined, Blood Defeated Heaven once relied on this spiritual recipe to dominate the world, almost invincible, at that time he had a title called Blood God!" Ni Shuang's voice said slowly in the depths of Mo Ying's sea of consciousness.

"Spirit !!," Mo Ying exclaimed.

"Yes, it's a spirit tip left by a spirit god, what grade do you think it should be?" asked Nefrost rhetorically.

"Heaven level!" Mo Ying blurted out, and then quickly denied his statement, "No, no, no, it's stronger than heaven level!"

"Yes, it's no worse than your Soul Technique. Neon Frost said.

"But what does this have to do with whether I can go down and soak in dragon blood?" Mo Ying asked weakly.

"Because, the true dragon blood is just to the yang, and the body of the imperial soul is the body of pure yin and extreme cold, the two are incompatible, that is to say, you can't absorb the blood of the divine dragon at all, and if you force it, you will only explode and die!"

With Ni Frost's cold tone, Mo Ying, who was on the edge of the blazing dragon blood lake, actually felt shuddered.

"Alas, it turned out to be so. After a long time, Mo Ying sighed.

"Hey, Wolf Nima. ”

Chen Xuan's voice suddenly came from behind Mo Ying, so frightened that Mo Ying stood up directly, Chen Xuan didn't know when he got ashore and quietly approached behind Mo Ying.

"Why don't you go down and exercise your weak body, why are you sitting here talking to yourself?" Chen Xuan asked puzzled.

Chen Xuan didn't know that Mo Ying had two souls on his body, so from Mo Ying's expression, it seemed that Mo Ying was talking to himself stupidly.

"The spiritual recipe I cultivated is compatible with the true dragon's blood, and I can't absorb it, you go, I'm here to guard you. Mo Ying quickly adjusted and said.

"Oh, I see, then I'll go first, this lake dragon blood is simply priceless to me. ”

Before Chen Xuan's words were finished, the person was already about to walk into the blood lake, and Mo Ying could see that Chen Xuan's desire for the blood of this lake had reached the point where he didn't want to leave the lake at all.

"Hehe, don't worry. ”

Looking at Chen Xuan's burly back, Mo Ying was very moved, after knowing the origin of the blood weeping and defeating the heavenly skill, no one knew better than Mo Ying how important this lake true dragon blood was to Chen Xuan, even if Chen Xuan was asked to take his life to Bo Chen Xuan, he would not frown. In front of such a precious dragon blood lake, Chen Xuan did not only care about absorbing himself, but made a special trip to the shore to find Mo Ying, bathed in dragon blood, he still did not forget that Mo Ying was still on the shore.

Such a brotherhood is undoubtedly more precious than true dragon blood!

"Alas, it's a pity that the treasure against the sky is right in front of you, but you can't have it. Mo Ying sat back on the ground and sighed.

This time, Mo Ying was really talking to herself, because Yan Nishuang didn't come out to reply to Mo Ying, Mo Ying gradually felt bored, and simply closed her eyes and entered the cultivation state. It's a pity that this gray plain is a dead place, there is no heaven and earth essence at all, and Mo Ying can't cultivate at all.

So, Mo Ying, who was finally idle, carefully thought about what happened today, and thought of the picture in the previous light and shadow stone.

"If you meet your junior brother, don't be too strict, he has been sealed by me with the origin of the Imperial Soul, and his strength will be worse than all of you, but he is already the last hope. ”

This sentence was said by Mo Ying's master to the Eight Dao Yuan Divine Body, and in the Eight Dao Yuan Divine Body, there are two Mo Ying who know.

"Sister Nishuang, I have something to confirm. Mo Ying suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Phew!"

As soon as Mo Ying raised his left arm, the ice-blue sigil on it instantly flashed with light.

"What's the matter?" Yan Nishuang asked coldly.

"Earlier, in the Light and Shadow Stone, I saw that picture, and in the picture, you actually called my master master!" Mo Ying said solemnly.

"Hehe, I thought you forgot about it. Yan Nishuang smiled coldly.

"I need to explain. Mo Ying's tone also became cold.

"Although it spans thousands of years, I am indeed your senior sister. Neon Frost said slowly.

"How is it possible! How could a master span thousands of years to accept apprentices, and besides, the lifespan of human beings is that long?" Mo Ying instantly became excited.

"A lot of things have always been there, but you don't have the qualifications to know them yet. Yan Nishuang retorted.

"I don't believe it!"

has spanned thousands of years to accept apprentices, no one will believe this kind of thing, let alone Mo Ying, who acts very rationally.

"Imagine if you weren't my junior brother, why would I have been helping you?" asked Nishuang rhetorically.

"What is a Soul Resistant? What am I? I know that a Soul Protector is born every 1,000 years, why can nine generations of Soul Protectors become apprentices of the same person after 9,000 years of time? And why is it a thousand years before one is born? It's ridiculous!"

Mo Ying felt that all this was very ridiculous, and even thought that this kind of story could not be deceived even if it was used to deceive a three-year-old child.

"Master said, record everything on Linghai Island, you have the ability to ascend to the Supreme Realm, and then go to Linghai Island by yourself, what's the use of going crazy here?" Yan Nishuang's cold tone didn't give Mo Ying any face.

"Shhh

Mo Ying tore off the entire sleeve of his left arm, and then looked carefully, on this left arm, there were a total of eight sigils, the first two had been engraved, and the back six were still very faint, only some traces were seen.

"There are eight in total, counting me as nine!" Mo Ying's tone still did not ease in the slightest.

"Do you know why there are eight sigils?" asked Nefrost.

"I don't know!"

"The sigil on your arm, each one of the soul masters that represents a generation of failures, unfortunately, we have all failed in our own years. In the end, you can only survive in a special way, just to pass on your power to the next generation of soul masters, so that the next generation of soul masters have more powerful power to complete the mission, you are the ninth generation, so you will get the power of the first eight generations of soul masters. ”

"Mission, what mission?" Mo Ying asked.

"A great mission left over from 10,000 years ago, only you can accomplish!"

"No, no, no, there are still people who can complete it, for example, a thousand years after my death, there will be a tenth generation of soul masters in this world, and he will be even more powerful than me, so leave it to him. Mo Ying kept shaking his head, his tone was very weird, and it seemed that the whole person had fallen into a state of madness.

"There will be no more Tenth Generation Soul Masters, 'Nine' is the extreme number, you are already the last hope. ”

"Last Hope ......"

Hearing this, Mo Ying was suddenly stunned, in the picture of the Stone of Light and Shadow, Mo Ying's master had indeed said such a sentence.

"Wait, I remember that the master also said that my Imperial Soul Origin has been sealed?" Mo Ying said.

"Yes, although this has hindered your cultivation, if it were not for this seal, you would have been killed by the enemy like the master. ”

"What the hell is it? I really don't even know who I am. Mo Ying clasped his head in his hands and kept struggling, the expression on his face was very painful.

In the dragon blood lake in front of him, Chen Xuan closed his eyes tightly and entered a strange cultivation state, endless true dragon blood was pouring into Chen Xuan's body, and beside Chen Xuan, the blood jade spirit carving also followed Chen Xuan into a strange state.

On the other side of the Dragon's Blood Lake, Clay was hidden in the lake and never came up, so Mo Ying's crazy appearance was completely unnoticed by no one on this lonely dead land.