"Fellow Daoist, you and I should communicate with our divine sense first!"

In the corner of the prison.

Cheng Huo sat cross-legged on the ground and said to the emperor with his divine sense: "If you recall it carefully now, can you 'see' a lot of memory fragments left in your body's sea of consciousness?" ”

"Well, there is." Huang Ye replied: "It's just that these memories are intermittent, and some are even vague. ”

"It's normal." Cheng Sheng explained: "After all, there are very few people in this world who can never forget, and it is not easy to remember the six or seven achievements of the things they have experienced. ”

"Let's not talk about that yet."

Cheng Sheng continued: "We might as well first deal with the memory fragments left in our respective shells, so that we can also figure out what the people in this dungeon have experienced. ”

"Okay." Huang Ye took the lead and said: "The memory fragments I can see are roughly as follows: The host of my body is named 'Bu Ji', who was originally a villager in the No. 163 village of the secret realm small world, but because he was unwilling to be ordinary, he privately gathered a group of like-minded people to study the way of cultivation. ”

"And then it's Daoyouling."

Huang Ye looked at Cheng Xing, who was sitting in the corner, and continued to communicate with him with his divine sense: "According to the memory of the original owner Bu Ji, Daoyou are a friend of Bu Ji's village, and your surname is in the name of the heart, because you are also unwilling to be ordinary, so you will follow Bu Ji to study the way of cultivation. ”

"The two of them pulled some young people from the same village, as well as a small number of people from neighboring villages, and secretly pulled out a team to study various cultivation exercises."

"Hmm" Cheng Sheng responded: "In my body named Xinyi, the residual memories are basically the same as what you said. ”

He continued with Huang Ye's words: "Maybe it's because this secret world is relatively polluted. After Bu Ji and Xinyi pulled out of the cultivation team, they only referred to the words of some immortal derivative cultivators, as well as some relatively ancient historical documents, and then successfully cultivated the 'power of emotions' by mistake. ”

"And then."

Cheng Sheng finally added: "The emotional power that Bu Ji and Xinyi have cultivated is the emotion of 'sacrifice', that is, 'the power of sacrifice'. ”

"But because this group of people are all working behind closed doors in the village and exploring on their own, almost all of them are still in the early stage of Qi cultivation, and only a few of them have broken through to the middle stage of Qi training."

In the dungeon.

Seeing that Bu Ji had been thinking since he woke up, he was silent.

One follower asked, "Master Bu, are you alright?" Can you still remember who I am? ”

"Nonsense."

Huang Ye looked at the follower, and said in a calm tone: "You are Bu Pei, my cousin, can I not remember when we played together since we were children?" ”

"That's good." Cousin Bu Pei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought you were under too much mental pressure and completely crazy, so it's okay for you to be fine." ”

While the two were talking, Cheng Huo once again used his divine sense to transmit to the emperor: "Fellow Daoist, since you have successfully taken away this body, then I will simply take this opportunity to tell you how to devour the soul of the original owner of the shell." ”

"If you want to do it, please talk about it!" Huang Ye hurriedly responded.

Cheng Shengdao: "First of all, after the monk of the Transformation Stage takes away the body, he needs to first determine the similarity between the soul of the original owner of the body and his own soul. ”

"That's the 'fit.'"

"Generally, the souls that are suitable for devouring must have a compatibility of at least 50%."

"It's actually quite demanding."

"Think about it: it's already very difficult to find someone who is exactly the same height as you."

"And finding a similar soul is an infinite number of times harder than finding a similar body."

"Therefore, in the vast universe, the cultivators of the Transformation Stage often have to search for decades, or even hundreds of years, before they can find a high-fit soul suitable for devouring."

"Indeed." Hearing this, there was a trace of helplessness in the Emperor's Divine Sense, and he rushed back to Chenghuo: "I just confirmed: the body I currently occupy, the body named 'Buji', is only about 11% compatible with my soul. ”

Cheng Huo said: "If you occupy a shell casually, you can have an 11% fit, which is already considered lucky." ”

"You know, soul fit can be negative."

"As long as the shell soul that has been taken away has a conflict with you in terms of personality and worldview, then the compatibility between that soul and you is very likely to be negative."

"Learned." Huang Ye took the opportunity to ask: "Then a soul with an 11% fit like this, can I devour and fuse with it?" ”

"Devourable, but thankless." "In addition to the compatibility of the soul of the body, the monk of the Transformation Stage who took away the body can also further improve the fit to a certain extent by fulfilling the will left by the original owner of the body. ”

"When devouring souls, the lower the degree of fit, the less the divine consciousness of the Transformation Stage cultivator will be improved, and the more time and energy will be spent on fusion."

"According to my summary, and all the information I have gathered: souls with a fit of less than 30% or more are not worth devouring, and then 30%-50% is not a loss or a gain! And only when the fit reaches more than 50%, will the devouring soul appear to be more valuable. ”

Huang Ye nodded slightly.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and then spoke: "Fellow Daoist, I just took a look: before the original owner of my body died, he left two wishes. ”

"The first last wish is to hope that he can get ahead in the future, so that all the villagers of Village 163, and even the people of the entire secret realm small world, will be impressed by him."

"As for the second wish, it is to break the monopoly of the immortal derivative monks on 'cultivation'."

Huang Ye asked for the advice of Qi Sheng: "Is it necessary for me to fulfill these wishes?" ”

"You can give it a try." Cheng Sheng said: "The reason why I suggest this is not only to let Daoyou strengthen your own divine sense, but also because this is the first time that Daoyou has taken away other people's bodies and devoured souls for the first time, so there is no need to care about how much you have gained, just just practice." ”

"What Daoyou said is extremely true!"

After all, Chengsheng is a person who has come from the past, and he is a monk of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the transformation of the gods.

Huang Ye only hesitated for a few seconds, then decisively adopted the suggestion of survival, and at the same time rushed to live and said: "It's just that this secret realm small world is a little weird, and I'm afraid there are too many variables, so I also asked Taoist friends to help me in the process." ”

"That's a must."

Cheng Huo figured out what the two of them were going to do next: "First of all, don't forget that we came to this secret world to find out how the derivative of the 'Spirit Root' came about, and how the indescribable creature derived the derivative, and to figure out this secret, we need to put it in the first place." ”

"On the basis of figuring out this secret, I will try my best to help you fulfill the last wish left by the original owner of the shell, Buji."

"Hmm," Huang Ye nodded in agreement, "That's how it should be, after all, there are priorities." ”

A person's sea of consciousness is extremely large.

Even if the original owner Bu Ji and Xinyi left behind only some memory fragments in the sea of consciousness, which was not complete, it still took nearly half a day for Huang Ye and Chengsheng to filter out some useful information from these memory fragments:

First of all, this small world of the secret realm is indeed a secret place for the derivative monks to cultivate the 'spiritual root'.

It's the same as the Nether.

But the difference with the Nether Realm is that if the 'Spiritual Root' is compared to a person, then the 'Spiritual Root' in the small world of the Secret Realm is equivalent to the 'Spiritual Root' in infancy.

After absorbing enough 'sacrificial emotions', the 'spiritual root' will be sent to the Nether and transplanted into the bodies of the Nether monks from infancy to growth.

This is done until maturity is reached.

As for where the 'sacrificial emotion' absorbed by the 'spiritual roots' came from

It's also ingenious.

In order to allow the mortals in the small world of the secret realm to take the initiative to make sacrifices for the 'spirit roots', the immortal derivative monks spread a lie in the small world.

- They claim that all 'spiritual roots' need to be eaten.

And the food in the small world of the secret realm is extremely limited, barely enough for all mortals to eat and wear.

Therefore, if mortals want to feed the 'spiritual root', they must make certain sacrifices, they must save their own share of the ration, and let themselves starve.

In this way, when mortals feed the 'Spirit Root', they will naturally be able to exude 'sacrificial power'.

And that's not all.

In order for all mortals to suppress their desires and feed the 'spiritual root' rather than starve themselves, the derivative monks spread another lie, or atmosphere, in the small world:

This world has a 'spiritual root assessment' system similar to the ancient imperial examination.

Every year, the Immortal Realm Derivative Monks will select the 1,000 people with the best achievements in cultivating the 'Spirit Root' from the nearly 200,000 young people in the small world, and take them under their disciples to become monks.

And perhaps to further stimulate young people.

Those young people who have become monks and become masters through hard work in cultivating the 'Thorn Ball' will return to the small world every once in a while after they have succeeded in making a statement.

Over time, the wind of desperately feeding the 'spiritual root' was formed.

In this world, private practice is strictly forbidden, and studying scientific knowledge and reading the Four Books and Five Classics is regarded as unlearned.

Only young people who go out every day to hunt, gather, plant, fish, and constantly obtain food in various ways to feed the 'spiritual roots' will be recognized by the people around them and regarded as 'motivated'.

According to the fragments of Buji and Baoyi's memories:

All the 'spiritual roots' cultivated by all the young people in the small world were received from a place called the 'Sacred Mountain'.

That's where the 'spiritual roots' come from.

So to find out the secret of the birth of the unspeakable token, you need to go to the Holy Mountain.

In the dungeon.

With the help of his divine sense, Huang Ye analyzed to Chengsheng: "It is definitely not wise to kill the Holy Mountain directly with strength. ”

"After all, this small world is full of pollution, there are unspeakable creatures watching in the dark, and the derivative monks are not emotional, so they are not afraid of death at all, and we are all extremely sorry for our lives. Therefore, you and I are here, and we don't dare to use the power from the ontology at all. ”

"So we can only find other ways to sneak into the holy mountain."

"There are two ways I can think of."

Huang Ye continued: "The first method is to find a way to mix with the management of the Holy Mountain, and then use his position to find out the mystery of the birth of the derivative. ”

"This method is not feasible," Cheng Sheng denied: "The two of us are not only ordinary people with no background, but also extremely sensitive identities, I am afraid it is difficult to mix into high-level people." ”

"As for reclaiming the two shells."

Cheng Huo said: "Whether it is my "Insect Dream" exercise, or other methods that can take away the shells of others, they cannot be performed many times in a short period of time. ”

"After all, one person's sea of consciousness is too huge, even if it is a cultivator of the Transformation Period, he can't fuse the sea of consciousness of multiple people at the same time, or receive the memories of multiple people at the same time, otherwise there is a danger of losing oneself and even falling into madness."

It is true that the memories of others cannot be stuffed into one's own mind indiscriminately.

Huang Ye also knew that there was a huge risk in frequently taking away others, so he turned to say: "Then we can only choose the second option: you and I might as well push the boat down the river, take advantage of the team of cultivators pulled up by the original owner of the body, and continue to pull more people to cultivate, and then forcibly attack the holy mountain with the countless monks who have been trained." ”

"Wonderful!" Cheng Huo replied with a smile: "Daoyou and I went together Coincidentally, I just happen to have an entry-level exercise called "Xuantian Practicing Qi Decision", practitioners only need to constantly torture themselves, or torture others, they can get started quickly, compared to the exercises that the original master Bu Ji Baoyi pondered randomly, I don't know how many times better, it is suitable for the followers around you and me to practice!" ”

"As for the way of protection."

Cheng Huo said: "I also have another twenty-one "Flesh and Blood Divine Armor" exercises, after the practitioner urges, it can form a layer of almost invincible flesh and blood armor on Zhou's body, in addition, this exercise can also greatly improve the practitioner's strength, can attack and defend!" ”

"Good!" Huang Ye was overjoyed when he heard this, and he also said: "Then I will pass on my Demon Gate Secret Method "Without a Trace" to that group of followers. ”

"After practicing this exercise, it can greatly increase the cultivator's movement speed and dodge ability, which just complements the Daoyou's "Flesh and Blood Divine Armor", doubling the power!"

In the dungeon.

After some exchange, Huang Ye, who was pierced by the chain and couldn't move, coughed lightly twice, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the cell.

He spoke slowly: "Actually, during the time I was locked up in my cell, I was not depressed, but I have been silently thinking about the path of cultivation. ”

Huang Ye tapped with his knuckles, and the chains embedded in his pipa bones revealed a grinning expression.

He continued, "Because I was tormented by these chains and tormented by pain all day long, I created my own method of practicing by creating pain, feeling pain, and absorbing pain. ”

As he spoke, he spread out his palms in front of all the followers in the cell.

Meanwhile.

Cheng Xing in the corner of the cell also followed with his hand on his chest, and took out the jade slip of the exercise printed with "Xuantian Practicing Qi Decision".

With a wave of his hand, he used a very small amount of 'pain power' from his body, and at the same time used his divine sense to use his dexterity.

Under the effect of the 'power of pain', in the blink of an eye, the jade simple flew into the hands of Huang Ye on its own.

Huang Ye didn't talk nonsense, but just swept the contents of the jade slip with his divine sense, and then threw the jade slip to one of the followers.

He prompted: "This jade slip is a treasure I got before, I can record all my thoughts and thoughts, and then, you only need to stick the jade slip on your forehead, and you can 'see' the 'Xuantian Practicing Qi Decision' exercise that I created during this period of time from the sea of consciousness." ”

"Then, I'll show you how to practice this exercise, just once."

In the dungeon.

In front of all his followers, Huang Ye directly used his hands to pull out the two chains embedded in the pipa bone very roughly.

In an instant, an extremely dense 'painful power' was generated from the surface of Huangye's body.

- In order to restore his consciousness, Huang Ye once locked himself in the 'Giant Blood Red Thorn Ball' and endured an unknown amount of torture.

So this little pain is nothing to him at all.

Under the gaze of the followers, the emperor ran the "Xuantian Practicing Qi Decision" exercise.

As a cultivator of the Transformation Stage, he naturally had this entry-level exercise at his fingertips, and in just an instant, he absorbed all the small 'pain power' that had just been generated into his body.

"The wind is blowing!"

In the next second, the Emperor Night General made a move, and saw a strong wind generate in front of him.

The Divine Transformation Stage Cultivator's move, even if it was just an ordinary spell that could generate strong winds, was far from being something that a group of Qi Refining Stage Cultivators could resist.

At this moment, all the followers in the dungeon were blown to the ground by the strong wind.

(End of chapter)