"Of course you can, I'm an expert on this." Little Mud replied.

"Can I hear it over here?"

"Judging by your talent, I guess it's enough."

"Let's try." Jin Ziming was full of expectations.

The little mud sneaked into the blue space of the small fish tank, and successively sent out dozens of signals that could penetrate the space, but Jin Ziming failed to receive them, so he had to give up.

"You make me think again." Instead of giving up, he thought about it.

It has reached the most critical point, and once it is solved, the sea and the sky will be wide, but he has been thinking about it for several days, but he has never been able to find a way.

So I decided to let myself go and run the "Kunpeng Tongtianjue" for two hours every day.

At other times, they will take a bath in the green pool or blue pool, or go to the peaks to enjoy the scenery, or invite Guangliang and Mu Yan to drink and chat.

One night seven days later, Jin Ziming lay in the green pool outside the cave, looking at the starry sky, and the moonlight like water sprinkled on the treetops, making the remaining raindrops on the leaves reflect a hazy luster.

Listening to the sound of insects and frogs, he gradually relaxed, his heart was ethereal, and his spirit entered a strange state, similar to meditation or epiphany.

Little by little, the consciousness spread out, and when it reached more than a hundred miles away, all kinds of sounds were heard, including insects, birds, beasts, and monks, as well as the sound of leaves and grass swaying in the wind, all of which were incomparably clear.

Suddenly, he heard the strange woman's voice again, a strange voice that was clearly from an outland.

He had a flash of inspiration, since this voice could come through the endless universe, and he could hear it.

It's entirely possible to try to make this sound by yourself or by the little mud to see if the other person can hear it.

He immediately used his spirit to record the woman's whispers, returned to the cave, and began to try.

Soon he was embarrassed to find that he couldn't make that kind of sound at all, just like a human organ in the Hongqing Realm, it was impossible to make that kind of sound at all.

The only way left was to see if the little mud could be sent out, and he sent the divine consciousness to the other party, who listened carefully twice and confirmed:

"No problem, pronunciation and radio are my specialty, I can pronounce it.

And I seem to have followed the old master to that realm, outside the Chaoyang River system, where the people are very tall, with very long hair, and they are very good-looking, but the ears are long and pointed.

Jin Ziming, I can't see it, you are also a genius, you can actually hear the voice of such a distant foreign land. ”

"Then let's try it out." Jin Ziming excitedly proposed.

So they agreed, for the sake of simplicity, and to prevent misunderstandings caused by mixing with foreign sounds, the little mud would only recite a small part of the words, and keep repeating them as a summoning signal.

Jin Ziming opened the soul space of the small fish tank, let the little mud dive in, and began to continuously emit this sound wave to the space where he was.

In the outside world, Jin Ziming was already waiting quietly, and soon he heard this repeated message, and he was immediately excited, and immediately summoned the little mud back.

"Great, I can hear you, what's next?"

"You use your spirit to put a logo on the sound wave you receive, such as embedding the pronunciation of a special character, and bounce it back so that I can receive it."

"Okay, let's try."

After receiving the information this time, he embedded the pronunciation of the word 'little mud' with his spirit on one of the sound waves.

At the same time, a wall was conjured that did not absorb sound, but only reflected sound waves, and the voice bounced back powerfully.

After a while, the little mud withdrew and said:

"Got it, you're embedding the word 'little mud', right?"

"Haha, it's successful, let's keep trying."

"I didn't continue, I can already locate your soul space based on the sound waves sent back.

Of course, you can establish its connection to the blue space, and then I immediately fall into a deep sleep, and see you in thirty years, hoping to wake up without braids. ”

"Ah, can't you try it anymore? So if you don't establish this connection channel when it's time to fight to the death, won't I finish playing? ”

"It's not a matter to me, if it's in its heyday, it's done in the blink of an eye, why don't you believe in machine spirits like this?"

"Well, I believe you." Jin Ziming had no choice but to hand over his fate to the other party.

"But you need to think about how to run into the enemy's soul space, to receive my voice, and to mark it and send it back to me.

Otherwise, just like just now, if I set up a passage, you summon the soul knife to fly over, and slash yourself with a knife, then you will really laugh at me. ”

This is indeed a big problem, Jin Ziming fell into deep thought, and after much consideration, he finally came up with a method that might work, and after telling it to Xiao Niba, he asked:

"Do you think it's going to work?"

"Just try it."

He immediately tested it with his own Divine Soul Space, and soon got a reply from Little Mud:

"Jin Ziming, you are so smart, you actually found a solution to the problem so quickly."

The last step is to test whether it is feasible in other people's divine consciousness space, and naturally Guangliang is the most suitable, and the result is still a satisfactory answer.

Jin Ziming was overjoyed, happily pushed out Guangliang with a confused face, and said:

"Guangliang, I'm about to practice a stunt, and when I succeed, I'll cook my own food for you."

After Guangliang left, the little mud reminded again:

"Don't be complacent, I'm afraid there's still a problem."

Jin Ziming groaned secretly, and then replied:

"It occurred to me that when the soul soldier enters the opponent's divine consciousness space, it must not be too strong, which will attract the attention of the opponent and may make it difficult for the sound wave reflection wall to work;

And don't be too weak, don't be wiped out as soon as you enter.

It should be a little weaker, but it can barely resist, and you have to think about making that reflective wall as close to the core of the enemy's spirit as possible.

This puts high demands on my soul strength and acting skills. ”

"You can now defeat Jindan Dacheng relatively easily, and you are still studying this knife so desperately, your ass can guess that you are using it to deal with Yuanying Zhenren, right?"

"You guessed right, I estimate that the enemy's Yuan Shen is at most in the middle or late stage of the quadruple, and I should be able to do it if I persist for a while, so ability is not a problem, the main thing is to test acting skills."

"I think there's one more problem." Xiao Fei, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but interject.

"What's the problem?" Jin Ziming hurriedly asked.

"According to your plan, most of them can kill the opponent's Divine Soul or Yuan Infant, but how do you make sure you kill both at the same time?

If you escape any of them, you may not be able to afford the consequences. ”

Jin Ziming had to start thinking again.

"I'm a soul spirit, you can think about how to use my specialty."

"Okay, you let me think about it."

This thought was a few months, after many experiments with Xiao Fei, he actually used Xiao Fei's special soul power to successfully find a means to greatly enhance the lethality of the Shenxing Flying Knife.

At the same time, in order to improve the control and acting skills of the divine soul when fighting against Yuan Ying, he diligently practiced the "Black Hole Forging Divine Technique" every day.

As the distance in the cave became farther and farther, the soul power continued to increase, and it had reached the peak level of the early stage of the quadruple, and it was only a line away from the middle stage of the quadruple stage of the primordial spirit.

Of course, "escape" has never really been verified in actual combat, and in order to ensure that the chain does not fall off at the moment of life and death, he still has to find time to study the "mathematics and time and space" left to him by Fairy Ye.

If you have any questions, you have the cheekiness to consult Lord Wang Feng, and your understanding of the way of space is also improving little by little.

"Escape" practiced every day, in addition to not being able to carry out the final kill, he was constantly deducing all kinds of variables that he might encounter in actual combat, trying to fight a battle with absolute certainty.

On this day, he finally knocked on the door of the cave next door, and said to his neighbor with a smile:

"Guangliang, my trick is basically practiced, I will fulfill my promise today, I will go out hunting now, and I will be in front of the cave at night, please Senior Sister Mu and you to admire the moon, how about it?"

"Okay, Ziming, I like to eat the barbecue you made the most, and I just got some good wine, so we won't get drunk tonight."

During the training at the outer door, Jin Ziming showed his hand, which made Guangliang have endless aftertaste.

"Why don't I call one more junior sister?" Guangliang proposed.

Jin Ziming hesitated for a moment and said:

"Forget it this time, it's not familiar, it's weird to chat, just the three of us have a good drink."

"Okay." Guangliang replied with some reluctance.

That night, the moonlight was bright and clean, like water and moonlight through the faint clouds, like smoke, by the green pool, under the old trees, the meat fragrance was overflowing.

Two men and a woman enjoy the rare leisure in penance, savor life and friendship together, and imagine the infinite future together.

"Senior brother, you know our situation very well, but your own life experience has never been mentioned to us.

I've always wondered, why did you go to the Black Forest? Tell us about it. Mu Yan asked curiously.

"yes, Ziming, I want to know too." Guangliang echoed.

Jin Ziming put his hands on his pillows, looked at the hazy night, thought of the night when Lao Jin fell, remembered his future fugitive career, he sighed and said:

"Okay, I'll tell you both about ...... tonight."

Outside Shenhui City on the southwest coast of Xijinzhou, in an inconspicuous castle, there is a "dart game" called Longxiang Gang.

In addition to darts, this mortal organization secretly has some shady businesses, and Jin Ziming grew up here.

He was picked up by the gang leader Lao Jin from the fleeing crowd in the city, and after bringing it back, he threw it to the child soldier instructor in the gang, and he never had time to control this little baby again.

However, every time Lao Jin comes back from a trip, he will most likely ask the kitchen to prepare wine and good food, ask him to come over to improve the food, chat for a while by the way, and when he is in a good mood, he will guide him in kung fu.

Once he drank high, he forced the young man to recognize himself as his father-in-law, followed his surname, and the next day he also asked Mr. Clerical of the Longxiang Gang to take his name, and chose the word "Ziming".