The heat subsided, and in the blink of an eye, it was the middle of autumn, and surprisingly, in more than two months, the Moai Mountain ushered in the first autumn rain.

You see that autumn rain is falling, misty, foggy and lightly floating, and the gentle wind and drizzle falling.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yansheng 'came out' from the meditation, and the continuous cycle of Zhou Tian made him feel more energetic, and as before, after simply cleaning up, he ran to the training ground.

The training ground can now be said to be the territory of Yansheng, since the other people have successfully opened their spirits and entered the Seven Halls to cultivate their soul power, he is the only one who will come to the training ground.

Facing the light rain, he turned over his muscles and bones, opened his posture, and began to practice fist and foot kung fu. These kung fu are all 'health' kung fu taught by the master. It's also strange to say that since the internal force has been integrated in the past few days, these kung fu seem to have 'life', yes, 'life', because it has 'breath'.

Yansheng is engrossed, gently pushing and slowly pressing, there must be a stillness when moving, as fast as the wind and as fast as thunder when moving, and as steady as a mountain and as fixed as a bell when quiet. It's completely different from the previous 'fighting'. It's not blindly fierce, but a combination of rigidity and softness.

The scissors instructor watched from a distance, with some doubts in his heart, and he saw the changes in Yansheng. This kind of mutation from the inside out made him scratch his head, but the facts were there.

"While there is no one, I will test this little guy a priori!" the scissors instructor suddenly had such a thought, and thought, and walked towards Yansheng.

A strong wind suddenly hit from behind, Yan Sheng was startled, his body instinctively leaned forward, squatted, turned his head sideways, and the scissors instructor's willow leaf palm just passed through his ears, just avoiding it.

Seeing that the blow missed, the willow leaf palm turned into an eagle's claw, bypassed the front, and directly locked the throat.

Yansheng's right palm rushed up, in front of his jaw, blocked, palmed the snake's head, turned his arm into a snake's body, wrapped his hand around the opponent's wrist, and his body suddenly turned, taking advantage of the situation, pulling the scissors instructor to his side, and pushing with force.

"Bang", the scissors instructor fell to the ground.

After all, when he sneaked attack, he was an instructor, of course the scissors didn't use much force, but he didn't want to, he underestimated the other party.

"Okay! it's a bit of a look!" the scissors instructor laughed, and then fully released his physical strength, he knew that this little guy's physical strength might really be more than his own.

Yansheng was not afraid, looked at the scissor instructor who rushed towards him, and greeted him.

In this battle, he forcibly played the feeling of the city strategy, he attacked, he was soft, he advanced in moderation, retreated calmly, this side turned into a cheetah, close and fast, that side turned into a fierce lion, stuck to the territory, you come to me to pick up, or lean, or squeeze, or push, or press, or collapse, or elbow. You are rigid and soft, you are fast and I am slow, coming and going, no matter up or down.

The drizzle and light wind, the two of them were enthusiastic, and the scissors instructor was even more frightened, he had never seen this kind of fighting method, it seemed to be soft, but it always became fierce at the right time.

"Bang", a distraction, the scissors instructor was hit by Yansheng again.

"Okay, good, good!" The scissors instructor was relieved, sincerely, and then thought that Yansheng had no soul power, so he said: "Next, I will use my soul power to see how much you can catch!"

"Soul power?" Yansheng was shocked in his heart, relieved again, and said with anticipation: "Okay!"

The "boom" scissors instructor exuded a powerful momentum, a circle of energy swept away the surrounding fog and drizzle, the rain could not get close to his surroundings, the knee-high arm was like a steel snow knife, revealing coldness, and a pair of leopard eyes were fierce.

I saw him slowly reduce his energy and said, "Now it's the strength of a one-star adventurer, see if you can resist!"

Yansheng subconsciously operated the dantian, the internal force was mobilized, the body was both light and solid, and the strength continued to skyrocket.

"Bang!" The scissors instructor used the strength of a one-star adventurer to attack with all his might, turning his arms into knives and slashing down. Yansheng stepped back with both feet, kicked with his strength, and rushed forward, the whole person was like a cannon popping out of the chamber, facing the strength of the scissors instructor, and rushed forward.

The scissors instructor was shocked, the power that had just been extended was clearly like soul power, could it be that he had found his soul?

The scissors increased their strength again, raising it to the state of a two-star adventurer's strength, and this time he slowly increased his strength.

Two stars, two stars one into two, two stars into two, two stars three into two, two stars four into two, two and a half stars!

Yansheng can resist.

"What a surprise?" The scissors instructor's offensive suddenly became rapid, rising to two stars and seventy percent, Yansheng began to resist the difficulties, and retreated one after another, and the scissors instructor kicked Yansheng back into the straight corner, and the steel snow knife palm slashed straight at him.

There is no way to retreat, and he instinctively jumps hard.

"I'm a good girl!" This leap is actually three feet high.

"Bang!" Yansheng's feet landed, and the scissors instructor turned around and approached, and a palm still hit Yansheng's chest.

"I didn't expect you to be able to withstand the attack of nearly three star adventurers! You are really surprised? Are you enlightened?" asked the scissors instructor Fox.

Yeonsheng shook his head.

"Follow me!" said the scissors instructor, bringing Yansheng to the tent in the drizzle.

The stone instructor and the cloth instructor were having breakfast, and when they saw the scissors instructor leading Yansheng in, they said, "Another surprise?"

The scissors instructor told the two of them about the situation just now, and the two of them were shocked and questioned.

"Don't doubt it, this is what I just confirmed!" said the scissors instructor with certainty.

"Are you enlightened?" said the stone instructor and the cloth instructor in unison.

Yeonsheng shook his head.

"Tell me what's going on?" Instructor Stone asked in a deep voice, as he found that Yansheng was the only student whose training was out of his control.

Yansheng had no choice but to tell Guan Lujie about coming to the camp and cultivating the 'Spirit Guiding Technique' by himself.

"There are no surprises, there are no wonders, Yansheng, how many surprises do you have to give us?" After listening to Yansheng's story, the stone instructor sighed.

"I don't know, it's just that I'm practicing and I'm going to get to this point!"

"Oh, that's an easy blow to you!" the scissors instructor smiled.

"By the way, you said that you used this method to burn yourself and see the soul, so why don't you take the soul out of the 'hopelessness' and let your head return to the sea of suffering to cultivate?"

"I was also trying to find a time to ask Instructor Bu about this, I saw my soul surrounded by a cloud of black gas in 'Hopeless', and many tentacles turned into a silkworm cocoon, and there was water in the cocoon, but I didn't see the appearance of my soul?" asked Yansheng puzzled.

"Is there a conversation between you?" asked Instructor Bu.

"Vaguely, I heard my soul 'repenting', and then he still refused to admit my body, and said something, I was his eighteen-year-old, and finally I found out that 'Hopeless' was a huge hundred claws like a mountain, and the black gas he spit out floated in it, and it was his tentacles that imprisoned my soul!" Yansheng told the truth, hoping to get an answer.

"Centopus, a hundred-claw as tall as a mountain, a hundred-claw that spews black gas?" the three of them wondered.

"The human soul attribute is free in the sea of suffering, how can it be imprisoned?" the instructor was a little puzzled.

"Hey, Yansheng, in this 'hopeless' world, our soul attributes can't enter, so naturally I don't know how to help you solve it, but there is an idea you can learn from!"

"What's the idea, how to solve it?" asked Yansheng eagerly.

"You see, you went into hopelessness before, the world was dark, you don't know why, but you thought about burning yourself! Now it's actually the same, but a new problem has arisen, that is, the white clawfish, how to save his soul from the hands of the hundred claws, the first way is for you to kill it. But listening to your description, it is impossible with your current strength. You say that your soul is 'repenting', maybe there is a reason for the captivity, and to find out the reason, you can ask your soul, but you were kicked out of the 'hopeless' by the octopus, so the key to your current conversation is not your own soul, but the centoctopus?" said the scissors instructor.

"Talking to a centopus?"

"Yes, from his mouth, you may be able to find out the reason why your soul is imprisoned, find the reason, the method, and it will follow!" said the scissors instructor with a smile.

Yansheng thought about it, as if that was the case, and set his eyes on Instructor Bu.

Instructor Bu knew what he meant, and thought that there were only the last three bottles of 'Tianluo Spring Water' left, and said to Yansheng: "You only have the last three chances, if the spirit is not successful, the future may depend on your creation!"

Yansheng nodded, the future is the future, but now, he only has this choice.

The four of them had breakfast together.

Yansheng adjusted his internal breath, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and the instructor came in with the 'Tianluo Spring Water', and skillfully infused it into Yansheng's body.

The stone bed becomes a waterbed, the internal force operates independently, and the imprint of the fire cloud on the forehead emerges, and the prolonged life sinks like a waterbed.

"Boom" time and space changed again, and he appeared in the sea of bitterness again, looking at the whirlpool, jumped down, and found his soul familiarly.

Sit cross-legged, release the internal force, and slowly sense the soul in the cocoon.

"My soul, I'm here again, do you hear me?"

"Whew!" the sound of the soul's even breathing reached Yansheng's ears, and he fell asleep.

"Wake up, wake up, I'm coming!" Yeonsheng kept shouting.

However, the soul still ignored it.

He increased his internal force and approached the cocoon, and Yansheng shouted: "Wake up, wake up!"

"Noise!" A deep voice came from above, and I saw the huge hundred-clawed fish with big eyes of copper bells, looking at Yansheng.

"Bang!" The tentacles moved, touching Yansheng's body, and he was ejected hopelessly again, appearing on the sea of bitterness.

Yan Sheng stiffened his head and jumped down from the whirlpool again, appearing next to the cocoon, he floated up, and when he reappeared, he had already flown to the head of the hundred claws.

"Who are you, why are you imprisoning my soul, and why are you imprisoning my soul?" asked Yeonse.

"Why, by virtue of me, the hopeless master!" replied the hundred-clawed fish in a deep voice.

"Then why didn't you kill my soul?" asked Yeonsheng.

"The problem is not right, get out!" The tentacles of the hundred claws moved, and Yansheng was ejected again 'hopeless' and appeared on the sea of bitterness.

Yansheng thought to himself, "Is the question still right and wrong?"

Suddenly looking back, he found thousands of graves on the island where there were no bones. Sadness and sorrow, loneliness and loneliness.

Suddenly, a sense of guilt hit him, and he looked at the whirlpool, and once again leaped hopelessly, appearing in front of the hundred-clawed fish.