Let's say that after a long period of discussion and deliberation, the purpose of one person and one tower spirit was clarified, the method was formulated, and the safeguard measures were determined, and then the preparation of specific matters began.

In fact, there is nothing to prepare, just adjust your mood, stabilize your emotions, keep your mental state at the peak, and after saying hello to Brother Hao and Eminem, Wen Chuanting rushed into his cabin. I wasn't sure how long this cultivation would take, and I didn't know what the final state would be, but one person and one tower spirit had prepared a thorough and detailed plan and remedial measures.

Sitting cross-legged on his own small bed, Wen Chuanting slowly adjusted his state, his breathing gradually became stable and slender, and the projection of consciousness appeared again in Zhihai, Sanshenghai was calm as usual, and there were no waves, and from time to time there were small memory bubbles, like that naughty fish, jumping out of the water and breathing a breath of fresh air under the blue sky.

A golden glazed tower stands on the sea, the smooth and unadorned tower body is supported by the Sumeru seat, the eaves are horizontally displayed, and there is no axe chisel naturally. The tower is octagonal, the waist eaves are supported by the bucket arch, the eaves are deep and short, the eaves are picked, each layer is provided with a flat seat, the height of the first layer is larger, the top of the tower is gradually reduced from bottom to top, there is a less obvious tower stop, on it is a pearl that blooms soft golden light. This is the relics of Wen Chuanting, which contains most of his divine consciousness and carries his own soul consciousness. Of course, the true spirit is also among them, protected by layers of protection.

The gaze starts from the surface of the sea and moves along the tower to the relics on the tower, and the gaze is condensed.

"It's the last look, and maybe the next moment, it's never going to be seen again. Ask Chuanting thought silently in his heart.

"Don't worry, it's going to be fine. I don't know when, the tower door opened, and the clothes and ribbons fluttered like a fairy-like Siyu appeared at the door, looking at him calmly. "We have made so many preparations, and the worst result is only a wound to the soul and the loss of some true spirits. ”

"Rest assured, I'm not that vulnerable. Like you said, we've done so much preparation, and we've been overwhelmed. Wen Chuanting smiled, and comforted Siyu in turn.

"With the strength of my soul and true spirit now, there is no danger to my life. At my age, it's a big deal to start over. As the years go by, we have a lot of time to waste. A relaxed natural demeanor appeared on Wen Chuanting's body, seeing this, Siyu smiled back, his emotions were obviously infected, and his body exuded a kind of relaxation.

"I'm going to start ......" asked Chuanting with his head hanging slightly, scanning the projected hands, raising his head, staring at the relics on the tower, his eyes bloomed with a determined and confident light, and his body slowly floated up until his eyes were level with the relics.

In an instant, manual, the afterimage of the Dao flashed, fast and superb, giving people a visual conflict, as if in slow motion, fingers connected to fingers, thousands of fingers connected to a wrist, mortals will definitely exclaim "deformity!"

In an instant, the hand stopped, and everything that happened was like a phantom bubble, making people feel a dazzling sense of contradiction, everything that had just happened had never happened.

"Split the soul!" a loud shout rushed out of the mouth of the consciousness projection. What follows is that this projection avatar is like broken glass, pieces of separation, falling from the sky, before it falls to the surface of the sea, it disappears as if it had never appeared, abrupt, but natural, and the visual senses are very contradictory.

At the same time, the projection avatar shattered and disappeared, the sea level of Sansheng rose out of thin air, the waves rolled, disorderly and chaotic, from the collision of these two waves, whirlpools, and sprays, it can be seen that everything has become disorderly and chaotic from the time when the projection incarnates the world evaporated, no longer as before, no wind and no waves, and more different from the last time, the waves follow each other, a wave does not fall, a wave surges, and the rear waves beat the spectacular and order of the front waves.

Disaster, chaos, and lack of order are the truest manifestations of the present, and the sea gushing, whirlpools, undercurrents, waves, and the bubbles that carry memories are also rushing, jumping, colliding, compatible, and splitting. Look at the rows of neat memory bubbles on the waves, like neat soldiers, with the help of the waves, bravely killing the waves surging on the opposite side, and there are also rows of soldier-like memory bubbles on them. Before the two waves were close, a thick column of water gushed up, and a huge memory bubble stood firmly on it, like a crystal scepter, the memory bubble was the handle, and the water column was the body of the staff.

The black hurricane flashed, blowing off the scepter, and the scepter fell, splitting the waves, and the waves broke and smoothed the whirlpool, but in an instant, they were driven by the undercurrent, breaking through the sea level and forming waves.

The Nine-Turn Glazed Pagoda bloomed with pure golden light, suppressing all the chaos, suppressing the waves, smoothing the whirlpool, but unable to stop the sudden rise of the water column; the water column was pressed, and the undercurrent under the Sumeru seat surged again; the undercurrent was shaken, but the black hurricane could not be stopped; the hurricane was stopped, and the waves could not be controlled......

The tower body is trembling, the wide sea space, chaotic and disorderly, every moment, everywhere, chaos is happening, Si Yu hurriedly commanded the giant tower to suppress, but the town is a place, a mess, the only thing that can be stopped is only the range of the tower body.

"Xiaochuan, hurry up......" Siyu shouted anxiously in his heart, but he didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting the progress of Wen Chuanting.

Don't mention Siyu commanded the Nine Turns Glazed Pagoda to fight fires everywhere, asked Chuanting a handprint, aimed at the soul, the true spirit, the magic trick was cast, hugging his knees and curling his legs and sleeping like a baby's soul entity, the little face full of calm and satisfaction was immediately distorted, and a small face was wrinkled into a bun skin.

With a "poof", the complete head split into four petals, three large and one small. The explosion of the skull did not stop, along the neck, the cracks were spreading, little by little, the neck, torso, arms, thighs, and even the toes, the four cracks were like bright fireworks blooming, the sound of glass breaking continued, and the entire soul entity shattered and cracked.

Si Yu, who suppressed the rebellion in Zhihai, when the soul was divided, there was a click of broken glass in his ears, and when he looked up, the relics on the tower no longer bloomed with soft golden light, and the white strong light radiation of one column after another, the previous column was a single column, and the back was connected into a row, forming a line.

"The relics are broken...... Siyu covered his mouth with his little hand. "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this......" The only thing that came out of his mouth was this sentence.

The clicking sound continues, the cracks are increasing, the fine debris falls from the tower stop, sticks to the tower body, falls into the sea, as the debris enters the sea, the waves are even more turbulent, the chaos is none, the range of the tower body is compressed from three zhang to one zhang. The range of this zhang is still a little difficult.

The relics finally completed the split, a total of four relics fragments fell from the tower, the body of the nine-turn glazed pagoda trembled, and a heart-rending cry came out "Boat ......"

There was a momentary pause in the chaotic space of the sea of knowledge......