XXXIII. Dead wood in spring
It was a figure that it was a woman, with a silvery-white soft light all around her, ethereal, so that people could not really see her face, her white skin was scattered with ankle-length silver-white hair, and the hair was also with a vague light, a silk long skirt, the skirt was attached to the legs, and the waist was tied with simple dotted decorations, the skirt was rippling around the ankles like a sea wave, and a long ribbon of the same color was wrapped around her arm, and the ribbon floated all over her body, making people seem to see the daughter of the sea god.
The pair of quiet and surprising eyes, like the color of the deep seabed, the blue black, the black and the deep blue, people can't tell the difference, Jing Ruhua stretched out the smooth and traceless hands in a daze, and gently clenched his fists, imagining that the touch of the hand clenching the fist is not, as if touching the air, the palm and the fingers are not touching together, what is this still missing? The soul is still the soul, but compared to the soul of the void before, her soul is now more solidified.
"Congratulations to the host, the upgrade is complete, is the host satisfied with your soul body?" The system took out a huge one in the mirror and placed it in front of the picture.
Looking at the unreal human form in the mirror, is that her?
"The host doesn't have to be entangled, in your previous life, the appearance of your physical body has nothing to do with the soul body, the soul has no form, with the powerful upgrade of your soul, it is natural to solidify towards the best appearance, of course, you can also choose to solidify other forms, animals, plants, dead things, you can." The system says.
Jing Ruhua touched her cheek, but she still touched it, and she didn't feel anything.
"Host, you're still just a soul body, not a physical body, so you won't feel anything, or feel anything." The system says.
"Hmm." Jing Ruhua stretched out her hand, the figure in the mirror made the same movement, her memory has a different kind of self, blue, white, black, male or female, beautiful or ordinary, but those physical bodies are not her own, only she knows, she is an old woman.
"Host, your age is not too old, only sixty-eight years old, you are still a teenager in the cultivation realm, the old is always the heart rather than the body, for different species, the stages of old age are different, such as a tortoise, sixty-eight years old is just a child, such as a dog, eighteen years old is already the age of entering the loess, the aging time period of each species is different, the host does not have to care about this, if you are already an old person at the age of sixty-eight, then you have passed through more than ten interfaces, what are you now?" The system knows that Jing Ruhua has always regarded himself as an old man, and now he is taking this opportunity to enlighten her, it is a good thing for the elderly to be calm, but it is not good to lose the ambition of young people, and their villains don't need to be enthusiastic?
"I know." Jing Ruhua nodded, in fact, after experiencing so many interfaces, she herself forgot how old she was, and she also forgot her vicissitudes back then, and only learned to be cruel in the mission, and learned to fight and kill like young people.
"System, you can call it dead wood spring." The black shadow of the system floated in front of Jing Ruhua, Jing Ruhua looked at the dark shadow, and could only see that the figure was tall, and the face and specific figure were not clear, but Jing Ruhua was a little resistant.
Dead wood in spring, an old soul is slowly injected with vitality and strength, so that Jing Ruhua can transform this soul shape, if she is still that old woman, then how did this young soul shape come about?