Around the hut, there is a quiet place, only the breeze blows, bringing a little fragrance, which is the breath of life. [Full text reading]

Inside the house, Liu Xing's eyes were closed, sometimes his brows were furrowed, and sometimes he was stretched.

After returning from Tianfeng, he had been sitting here for two hours, his body was like a sculpture, and he didn't make any movements, as if he had fallen into the realm of epiphany.

During this period, the earth elder came once, and after noticing that Liu Xing had set up a defense, he turned around and left.

In his sea of consciousness, the mantra of the Ink Flow Distraction Technique is like a small tadpole constantly swimming.

Swish.

Another quarter of an hour passed, Liu Xing opened his eyes, the essence in him flowed, he took a deep breath at the moment, his hands suddenly sealed, and suddenly his origin soul fluctuated.

The transparent light cluster emitted a soft light, and those rays of light condensed together to form a villain, and the appearance of the villain was exactly the same as Liu Xing.

The villain who appeared had some kind of connection with Liu Xing's physical body, and it also began to seal, and the fluctuations of the original soul at the moment were even more violent, as if it was about to break away from the body.

Even with it, the sea of knowledge also vibrates, and the soul power in it is churning like a river, and the soul tower, like a flat boat in the ocean, is undulating and fluttering.

Liu Xing ignored this, his speed of sealing became faster and faster, and he could see the villain all around, and the remnants of the handprints were overlapping, and it seemed that there were a hundred.

But this is not enough, this ink flow distraction technique, the initial technique has a total of one hundred and eight, and after reaching it, it can only be divided into two, and if you want to divide two into four, you still need one hundred and eight paths.

In other words, the same mudra is required for each re-dismantling, and so on, so you can imagine how many techniques would be required if you were distracted 10,000 times.

That's a huge number, daunting enough. Liu Xing, who understands this, sometimes inevitably wonders, is this ink flow distraction technique still a saint-level mental method?

The number of imprints increased, and the fluctuations of the origin soul became more and more intense, and finally when all the one hundred and eight handprints appeared, Liu Xing suddenly let out a low sigh.

"The ink stream is distracted, split into two!" The words echoed in the sea of consciousness, and the transparent light suddenly trembled, and its shape began to change, as if someone was grabbing and pulling with both hands.

As a result, a pain that was more terrible than the bone filled Liu Xing's mind, making his face suddenly pale, which made him think of the nightmare of being poisoned in the realm of death.

Poof.

At the same time, Liu Xing spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the attempt ended in failure.

"How so?"

Liu Xing's eyes showed a look of difficulty in confidence, his technique was correct, and he reached the entry standard, but why didn't he do it? And more importantly, why did the severe pain appear?

"Could it be that something went wrong?" frowning, Liu Xing slowly closed his eyes and began to recall the content of the mantra, revisiting it again.

A quarter of an hour later, he opened his eyes, his brow not furrowed, and he looked closely, and saw that there was nothing wrong.

"Try again. ”

After a pause, Liu Xing began to try again, and soon the origin soul fluctuated violently again, but in the same way, when it was separated, that pain appeared again.

This time, Liu Xing was directly seriously injured and almost passed out. However, a cold feeling spread out of his heart and quickly spread throughout Liu Xing's body, causing Liu Xing's injuries to begin to recover.

Taking advantage of this free time, Liu Xing thought carefully again, but still did not find the problem.

After an hour of recuperation, he began his third attempt, and this time, the result did not change, and he still failed. However, at the moment of speaking, he suddenly found that the part of the one hundred and eight handprints he had unfolded had merged.

"Do we need to unify the mudras?"

Pursing his lips, Liu Xing groaned in his heart, and after an hour, he began to try again.

Soon all the one hundred and eight handprints were played, and when all the handprints surrounded Liu Xing's body, he suddenly saw that there seemed to be a strange force pulling them, and those handprints began to merge.

The speed of that fusion was very fast, and in just one breath, one hundred and eight became fifty-four, and then twenty-seven.

Seeing this, Liu Xing endured his trembling body, waited for another breath, and when the afterimage around him became one, a low cheer sounded in his heart.

Suddenly, the only imprint light flashed, and it turned into a streamer and fell onto the transparent origin soul, and instantly merged into it.

Click.

Then I heard only a click, and a crack appeared on the original soul, which quickly turned into two. Then the two soul light clusters quickly wriggled, and the shape returned to the way it was when it was not separated, but the volume was reduced.

At the same time, from the two soul light clusters, Liu Xing sensed exactly the same aura, but because it was his soul, he could detect the changes before and after.

That is, the soul source is divided into two parts, and it is split in half.

"It seems that this ink flow distraction technique is divided into the soul origin. After sensing it carefully, and after making sure that it was not wrong, Liu Xing also spoke softly.

Immediately, his mind moved, and the other half of the soul immediately flew out of the center of his eyebrows, levitating in front of him, and then the soul began to change, and finally turned into a person exactly like Liu Xing.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

Looking at himself opposite, Liu Xing suddenly grinned, and similarly, the distraction also smiled.

"That's right, strength. Then he remembered something, Liu Xing sensed it carefully, and realized that the strength of the distraction was only about the Triple Heaven of the Transformation Saint Realm.

At the same time, he also found that his soul power strength was the same, that is, after being distracted, his soul power cultivation was consumed.

"If we continue to separate, our strength will decline. ”

groaning in his heart, Liu Xing was a little helpless, he thought that this kind of mental method was equivalent to copying, copying him with the same strength, but unfortunately it was not like that.

The fact is that if that situation exists, then this Ink Flow Distraction Divine Technique is not a holy level, but an existence against the sky.

"But I'm greedy. ”

Hehe smiled, Liu Xing just wanted to incorporate the distraction into the sea of consciousness to conceive, at this time, a black light burst out of Liu Xing's body and rushed directly into the distraction.

Suddenly, Liu Xing's head buzzed, because of the soul connection, he deeply sensed that something was merging with his soul, and at the same time, he also sensed what that thing was, it was the spirit seed of the God Destroying Sword.

After devouring many remnant souls last time, a pure ball of light appeared inside the God Destroying Sword, and the light group exuded vitality, which was a sign of the gestation of the machine spirit, which Liu Xing called a spirit seed.

"This ......"

Yes, after coming back to his senses, Liu Xing was stunned and didn't understand why he did this