The whole body of the soul crystal emits a dull yellow faint light, in the form of irregular crystals, and there is a mist of light flowing on the surface, if you look closely, you will see a flashing scene.

It was the memory of these soul crystal masters, deep in their minds.

Even if it is washed by the water of the Yellow Spring, it is difficult to be completely erased, but it is left behind as a soul crystal.

It is said that the Yellow Spring was not originally yellow.

It's only as there are more and more soul crystals at the bottom that this color appears.

At this moment, Wang Xiu was standing by the lake, looking at the faint yellow light below, and felt that there was some truth in this statement.

He played with a soul crystal in his hand and fell into deep thought.

The owner of this soul crystal is called Uncle Taijian.

It was a powerhouse named the Ancient Shu Sword Sect before this world fell into silence.

During his lifetime, he reached the highest level of sixteen tribulation immortals, and his life was magnificent, with ups and downs, grievances and hatreds.

Wang Xiu's divine sense sank into it.

The experience of his life flashed in front of Wang Xiu's eyes like a horse.

Those images are jumpy.

Incoherent.

Most of them were washed away by the water of the Yellow Spring.

Most of those images were about a woman.

Uncle Tai Jian and the woman met when they were young and promised each other for life.

He had made three engagements with this woman.

It is said that when they return next time, the two will get married and become Taoist couples.

But for a variety of reasons.

These three times, Uncle Taijian has missed the appointment.

The last time, when he returned, he was already a world-famous sword cultivator.

But this time he was gone for too long.

The woman has long since sat down.

The weeds were all over the graves.

This experience obviously made Uncle Taijian unforgettable, so much so that tens of thousands of years later, when his life was approaching, he often missed the beautiful shadow of that year.

So much so that even the yellow spring water failed to wash away this memory.

Wang Xiu slowly opened his eyes.

There was a moment of confusion in his eyes, but he quickly regained his clarity.

He seemed to have experienced Uncle Taijian's life for tens of thousands of years.

Regrets, sighs, regrets, regrets...... Many emotions left an afterglow in his heart.

Fortunately, his spirit is strong.

The Dao heart was also firm and did not be affected for long.

In addition to this memory, there is another piece of information in the soul crystal that is clearer.

Taihao Sword Sutra!

The Ancient Shu Sword Sect inherits the way of the sword!

Quasi-emperor-level inheritance!

It also contains the perception of Uncle Tai's sword for tens of thousands of years, and even the confusion and troubles he encountered at every step of his cultivation are clearly recorded.

It's normal to think about it.

For monks, the only thing that runs through the path throughout a long life is the exercises and the Great Dao.

In addition, they are all red dust passers-by.

"I don't lack exercises right now, but this level of inheritance, even if it can't contain the Dao Truth like the top-level inheritances I have mastered, it is quite mysterious!"

Wang Xiu's Origin Imprint was just beginning, and now he has only collected the imprints of the Supreme Law such as [Hades Emperor Suppression Prison] and [Da Luo Supreme], which respectively point to a kind of Origin Dao.

If you want to continue to enrich the Origin Imprint, you also need to continue to gain more divine powers and extract the Great Dao Runes from them.

Wang Xiu's original intention was to wait until he left this world and use his golden finger to continuously obtain new magical powers.

But now, there seems to be a more direct way.

"Under this yellow spring, there are a large number of soul crystals, which to me are equivalent to an incomparably vast library of books...... If I can comprehend them all, I will be able to greatly enrich my Origin Imprint! ”

Although each of these supernatural powers was extracted, they were definitely not as strong as those obtained from the system, and they could not even be condensed into individual runes.

But such a large amount, even if it is constantly combined, it will not be far behind.

Wang Xiu slowly raised his head, looked at Juyue, who was still immersed in the ocean of merit and constantly absorbing the power of merit, and secretly thought: "Anyway, the Sansheng Stone Tablet has not been refined now, and I still need to stay here for a long time, so I just try it!" ”

Just do it when you think about it.

As soon as Wang Xiu's mind moved, the power of the vast divine consciousness was like a storm, and a large amount of yellow spring water swept up, and countless soul crystals shone brightly, like starry light in the sky, dazzling.

"Two fellow Daoists, sit down together and comprehend!"

Wang Xiu said.

Whew!

Two rays of light flashed, and the Taishi Daoist and the Taiyi Sage appeared at the same time, and saluted Wang Xiu gently: "I am willing to share the worries of my fellow Daoists!" ”

Then, the eyes of the two of them were like torches, and their divine senses fell on those soul crystals, constantly analyzing the information in them.

They are now all strong men at the pinnacle of manifestation.

The divine sense is powerful.

One is to sanctify the faith of all beings, the other is to sanctify with boundless merits, and in the enlightenment of the Tao, if there is divine help, the effect is remarkable.

The results of their enlightenment can be imprinted in Wang Xiu's mind without damage.

There is no difference from self-enlightenment.

Today, with the supreme inheritance of the Great Luo Supreme Divine Sense, Wang Xiu is finally able to show some true meaning!

"Only these two are not enough, one thought of three thousand!"

Wang Xiu's pupils were full of light, and his divine consciousness became more and more vast, like an ocean, and the figures condensed one after another, all of them were Wang Xiu's appearance.

Last time, Wang Xiu used this method, and only condensed the three divine soul incarnations.

Now, two of them have been sanctified.

The remaining one is in the Cangyuan Realm.

However, that was when Wang Xiu had not yet stepped into the realm of Yuanying.

Today, times have changed.

Wang Xiu is not the original Wang Xiu.

The three incarnations are by no means his limit now.

Buzz!

In the vast ocean of divine consciousness, countless runes flickered, like an ocean of starlight, extremely bright.

Figures emerged one after another.

The whole body is full of runes, and the divine light is shining, like a god.

There are more and more of them.

The pace is still not slowing down.

Ten courses!

Twenty ways!

Thirty-three!

Eighty-one!

One hundred and five!

Finally, Wang Xiu felt the resistance and understood that this was his limit now.

Plus the three that have been condensed.

A total of one hundred and eight divine soul incarnations.

"Go, boys!"

Wang Xiu's eyes were blazing, and he ordered.

More than a hundred "Wang Xiu" responded with a brush, and rushed to those soul crystals, chaotic in the sky, hungry and thirsty.

These divine soul incarnations have just been born, and they don't have enough soul power to replenish, and their strength is only comparable to that of the Yuan Infant Stage.

But the comprehension of the Dao and the Dharma and so on completely depends on Wang Xiu's side.

So, there won't be any impact.

On the contrary, Wang Xiu's efficiency can be increased by more than 100 times.

Feeling the extra pieces of information and comprehension of the exercises in his mind, Wang Xiu couldn't help but sigh: "The people of the ancient spirit clan are really lazy, this cultivation method is simply not too wonderful......"

He decided that when he left this place, he would not completely stay with these incarnations, but would let them scatter and practice on their own.

Even if they fall outside, for Wang Xiu, it is just a loss of a part of their divine sense, which is harmless and can continue to condense at any time.

But if there is no fall, after hundreds or thousands of years, maybe everyone will be the strongest in the world, and then ......

One more fit!

Hum!

It's cool to think about!

(End of chapter)