The sanctuary was filled with holy white light, and under the light, there was no shadow to hide.

The thirty-six heavenly crystals in the hall have all been activated, and the pillars of light are vertical and horizontal, and their momentum is like a sword, all of which are pointing straight at the young man in the middle.

The black smoke no longer has the momentum, like the first snow exposed to the sun, and it melts away little by little. As the black smoke dissipated, the sanity of the people in the temple gradually returned to normal.

"This fang's method is strange, he can't be allowed to be so presumptuous anymore, let's end it." With the order of the Discipline Elder, two more elders each shared a trace of consciousness and entered the Wu Gen Divine Soul Space.

Without the protection of the slender waist slave and the twilight, and Wu Gan lost his senses, the divine soul space at this time was like an undefended city, and it was no longer possible to stop everyone for half a minute.

The light cocoon was already thick enough to see the shape of the soul villain, and as the consciousness of several elders infiltrated and various means were exhausted, the light cocoon became more and more tightened.

The space trembled, and there was chaos all around. A cloud of light flew out of the precept elder's hand, and the light cocoon collapsed violently, and countless streams of light sputtered out of it, turning into silk threads, intertwining with each other, trying to gather together.

"Stabilize his divine soul space, and success or failure will be in one fell swoop." Wu Gan's Divine Soul Villain had collapsed, and seeing that the Divine Soul Space was also at risk of annihilation, the nine elders no longer attacked, but focused on strengthening the place. Because once the space disappears, not only Wu Gan's soul will fly away, but the requiem will also become invisible.

With the influx of pure soul power, the speed of the space collapse slowly weakened, and there was a tendency to recover.

The human body naturally has the instinct of self-healing, and those souls that are oppressed by the light cocoon and scattered and escape, come in groups of three or five, and gradually converge together.

The nine elders all appeared in Wu Qian's Divine Soul Space, their hearts were excited, looking at everything in front of them.

The soul of the gods is broken and then stands, just as the heavens and the earth are recreated, and all things are reborn, and some of the most primitive and simple mysteries hidden in the depths of the soul are finally peeled off the layers of wrapping and revealed to the world.

Wu Gen has already practiced Requiem, so his personal perception will surely manifest itself in an intuitive form along with this process.

A mysterious and unspeakable voice sounded in the minds of the elders, chaotic at first, high and low, far and near, and gradually rounded. All of a sudden, the mental space that was originally on the verge of collapse stabilized, and there was a tendency to expand.

Several elders were intoxicated and felt this rare opportunity. The scattered spirits gathered together again, like a hundred streams returning to Jingjing, turning into a chaotic thing.

Chaos rolls and gathers inward, a sign of the regeneration of the spirit. After a dazzling light, the soul finally stabilized, and the soul fire regenerated, but this soul fire seemed much weaker than ordinary people.

At the same time, the mysterious voice came to an abrupt end. A powerful repulsive force came, and the consciousness of the nine elders was driven out of the space.

"How's it going, but you've realized the Requiem?" As soon as the precept elder came back to his senses, he asked urgently.

The rest of the elders also looked at each other, "I did realize it, but it was not complete, and it was broken shortly after it began, how is this good."

The Discipline Elder who had just spoken out frowned, "No, I'll go into his soul again, how can this be done if it has a beginning and no end."

After discussing it for a long time, they agreed that the Discipline Elder would try again. When the precept elder divided a trace of consciousness into it, he saw that there was chaos and darkness all around, and even that little soul fire did not know where it went.

After staying in it for a long time, the Discipline Elder actually felt a little lost in it and assimilated. Frightened, the Discipline Elder had no choice but to break through the layers of chaos and struggle to find a way out. Before he was about to lose consciousness, he finally withdrew.

"It is a place of death, and it shall not be re-entered." The precept elder's face turned a little pale, although it was only a wisp of consciousness, but if it was damaged in it, it would be a lot of harm to himself, "Don't go in, lest you be poisoned. This person is estimated to have been abolished, and even the soul fire has disappeared."

At this time, the formation in the temple had been withdrawn, and calm had returned to the four places. Wu Yan lay quietly on the cold ground, motionless, as if he was dead.

"What to do with this man?" Elder Gewu frowned, pointed to Wu Yan on the ground, and said.

"Killed, poured

It's a pity that they can be thrown down the mountain at random and left to their own devices." The Discipline Elder said indignantly, and his own consciousness was almost trapped in it, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

The General Affairs Elder suddenly spoke, "I think it's better to stay in Sanzhen Mountain, although he has lost his sanity, he is the only man in the clan after all, and he will not be killed by those wanderers if he is left at the foot of the mountain. If this man comes to his senses one day, he may be able to complete the Requiem."

Speaking of this, the General Affairs Elder turned his head to look at Chao, Zheng, and Dusk, "This person should be left to your care, don't skip food and drink on weekdays, and report it in time if you wake up." Take the knife with you, and as for this artifact, it can be left in the clan, and maybe it can add some means to the clan." As he spoke, he took the snake carving in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The rest of the elders also gathered around, "This thing should be produced in the Great Relic Continent, and the design is also exquisite, not only is the material rare, but the formation inside is also exquisite, if it can be recreated, it will also be a big killer."

When the dust settled, Wu Gen was taken back to the residences of Chao, Zheng, and Dusk to rest. At this time, Wu Qian's eyes were dull, he didn't say a word, no matter what movement was around, he didn't react at all.

Chao sighed and looked at the two younger sisters, "Now that this person has lost his mind, the three of us will work harder and take turns to take care of him. I am afraid that the elder asked me to take on this responsibility because the three of us are descendants of outsiders."

Zheng was a little indignant, "Although from the perspective of the clan, it is right to keep these outsiders, but on the other hand, why should people be detained by you here. If you run, you will flee, and you will be forced to hand over the Requiem. Wu Gen had already said that the requiem had not been completed, and he had to use the formation to force him. Now, the requiem has not been obtained, and its human transformation and spirit have also been dispersed, but our three sisters have suffered with it."

As he spoke, he walked to the bed and wiped the blood from Wu Gan's face with wet wipes, "It's enough to be a good person, and now it's enough to be a fool." As he spoke, he poked Wu Gan's face with his fingers and chuckled, "Wake up, fool, it's hard to say that you can't lie in bed for the rest of your life."

Seeing this, Chao said helplessly: "Sister, stop playing, let's think of some ways to see if we can make him come to his senses."

Zheng looked up and smiled, "Sister, do you still care about this person, could it be that you have that kind of mind." Don't worry, my sister will let you."

Chao's face was flushed, and he was about to speak, but Twilight said coldly, "I don't know if my sister has it, but I know you definitely have. When I first practiced under the Lang tree, I watched you be frivolous. The three of us are of the same mind, and how can you hide your thoughts from others."

He pouted, "Hmph, that's what I thought. We are all descendants of outsiders, and we have always been discriminated against in our race. I just want to go out with him and see how the Terrans outside the continent live. Find a wishful gentleman, you don't have to stay here for the rest of your life. Don't tell me you don't want to."

Hearing this, Chao and Dusk were silent. The man who was said to be his grandfather, who had been dead for many years, had told their mother about the wonderful situation outside, and to be honest, if he could leave this place, it would not be in vain to walk through this life in this world.

In this way, Wu Gen settled on Sanzhen Mountain. Every day is muddy, without saying a word, just at the mercy of the three sisters.

In fact, Wu Gan's body was not much damaged, and he could get up on the same day, but his soul was damaged. After all, after the soul turned into a form and then disintegrated again, it was good to be able to leave his life behind. Five

These days, as long as the morning, zheng, and dusk don't pay attention, Wu Gen will sneak out and turn around. At first, there were still people to restrain them, but after a long time, the life clan gradually lost their vigilance and allowed them to roam around. Like a lonely ghost, wandering on Sanzhen Mountain, no matter how people passing by ridicule and teasing, they all don't say a word.

Where is this, in the mental space, Wu Yan looked around in a daze. There was silence all around, and countless firefly-like highlights wandered around him. Feeling the water surging beside him, Wu Jian finally remembered that this was Zhihai.

In the distance, a long whale chirp was heard, and the sound echoed through the endless waters. The sound is much clearer than ever.

The sea was warm and quiet, and when I looked at myself, it turned into a small flame and drifted with the waves in the water.

Looking up, white prismatic shapes stand impressively in the sea

Huge transparent jellyfish are swimming around it.

Unexpectedly reached such a deep place, Wu Gen knew that this was the Jixianghai, that is, the second layer of the Zhihai.

The last time I tried to swim deeper to the bottom of the ocean, I was kicked out. I didn't expect to be here as soon as I woke up today.

The divine fire slowly descended in the seawater, and seven or eight huge whales appeared below. The whale shimmers with colorful light and looks very conspicuous in the dark sea.

The whale slowly swirled around Wu Gan, curiously looking at the flames, which did not look conspicuous at all. Strange sounds came, chaotic, like rain destroying bananas, and like cicadas boiling with noise.

Gradually, these voices converged, wisps and implicated. Then the voice became high-pitched, and in the secluded seabed, it seemed long and ethereal, quite similar to the whale's song.

At this time, how could Wu Gen not know the origin of these whale songs, this is the Requiem.

Wu Gan's soul fire rippled, swaying and dancing with these whales, and they were in harmony with each other. In the secluded sea of knowledge, only the sound of the requiem is soft and ethereal.

Consciousness spreads to the sea with the sound, and the huge sea of consciousness is all in one's own consciousness, this feeling is not wonderful, obviously in the package of whales, but it seems to be in the sea of consciousness.

The soul fire slowly fell towards the deep sea, and the whale chirping gradually became high-pitched, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and its momentum was surging. Wu Gen looked at the bright giant whale surrounded by him, but his heart was rare peace and tranquility, as if the wanderer had returned to his hometown and finally let go of all his guards.

Gradually, Wu Gen fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up again, the whales and jellyfish were gone, and there was silence all around. There was only a little soul fire, flickering and flickering, swaying and falling towards the deep sea.

Suddenly, Wu Yan felt a slight tingling pain, and there seemed to be some light flickering under him. Looking down, I saw a dark deep sea, a golden light, and some vague huge shadows loomed in it.

Thinking of taking a closer look, I tried my best to go downstream. But the further down, the more the golden light became, countless rays of light shot out like arrows, and the soul fire was shakily under the golden light.

Horrified in his heart, Wu Yan struggled hard, trying to break away from it. But the golden thread continued to be entangled, which made the soul fire a lot heavier, and even the blue flame was mixed with a trace of gold.

Wu Jian realized that with his current weak situation, if he didn't break away, he was afraid that he would fall into the golden light, turn into a part of it, and never be able to go back.

The soul fire shook violently, and Wu Gen struggled to get rid of the fetters of the golden thread. I don't know how much time passed, and finally broke free from the last golden thread, and the soul fire quickly went upstream, swept through layers of undercurrents, passed by the cruising jellyfish, and rushed straight out of the sea of knowledge.

Finally back, Wu Yan sighed.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying on a bed, and a woman was sitting next to me, with a smile on her face, and I didn't know what to do on my face.