Chapter 133: Soul Imprint
Seeing that the old dryad was about to be unable to hold on, Fan Yi stopped withdrawing spiritual power, which allowed the dryad to slow down.
Wan You gasped for breath, no longer had the arrogance of Fang Cai, and a pair of eyes stared at the young man tightly.
Fan Yi asked:
"Tell me where that kid is now? This is your last chance to live! β
Wan Yi tried to open his mouth, squeezed two words out of his throat with difficulty, and said:
"Do you really care so much about someone who doesn't matter? The Bai family is not related to you, so why bother! β
"You should know the Dao of Xiuzhen, the opportunity is unique, one person becomes an immortal, ten thousand people will die, can you save it?"
Fan Yi flew from the back of the black bone hand's hand to the black cocoon, and the two were no more than a short distance apart.
Said:
"Why don't you save it?"
"If all the cultivators in this world use this as an excuse."
"When you see injustice, you protect yourself, when you see injustice, you retreat, you are indifferent when you see pity, you follow suit when you see captivity, not for living beings, but for the sake of enlightenment."
"Let me ask you, what is the Word? What is the reason for enlightenment? β
When you are reprimanded by a young man, you will defend it loudly:
"For immortality! Cultivators are not immortal, why do you say? β
Fan Yi took a deep breath, then turned around and slowly flew towards the back of the bone hand, and said softly:
"A demon is a demon after all, even if you practice for thousands of years, you are still a demon."
"How can we know benevolence, righteousness, reason, wisdom, and faith? If you don't want to say it, that's it. β
"Crossing others is also crossing yourself, since you are bent on death, then I will fulfill you."
Fan Yi returned to the top of the black bone hand again, but the dryad in the black cocoon was deep in thought.
What the young man said, he has not heard it in the thousands of years of cultivation, but it is only today that he is in a desperate situation, and he can be regarded as having an understanding.
Fan Yi just wanted to start the seal.
Suddenly, Wan You shouted loudly:
"That child is in Huben City, I left a lot of money for a couple to raise him as an adult, and now he is alive and well!"
"The old man used the meaning of the banyan tree's life to draw the soul power of the father and daughter, and guarded the sea of knowledge for him, so that there would be no more out-of-body incidents."
"Speaking of which, the old man devoted his heart and soul to hanging his life for that child, if you can spare the old man, I will not go to his trouble again."
Fan Yi listened to Wan You's eloquent words, and heard that the child was alive and well, and it was not in vain that the Bai family worked hard.
He was somewhat relieved in his heart, after all, this matter was also involved in the Martial Sect, and as a disciple of the Inner Sect of the Martial Sect, it should be so.
It's just that Fan Yi is starting to make trouble.
First, he still had to go to Tiger City to see the child with his own eyes. Second, since he promised not to kill everything, how should he deal with it.
Seeing that the young man pondered for a long time, Wan You said:
"The old man has already said everything he knows, do you want to break your promise, the human race is really unreliable!"
Fan Yi looked at the dryad with a calm expression and replied:
"What you're saying is just one side, and I won't let you out until I've seen the child with my own eyes."
Wanyi roared:
"That couple opened a pharmacy in Huben City, called "Ankang Hall", just need to go to the city to see that child, the old man dignified Seven Realms monk, how could he deceive you. β
"Let me go!"
Fan Yi saw that this tree demon was speaking clearly, and he was already convinced of nine points.
It's just that in this way, he can't really let the big demon go, and the people of the human race will suffer at that time.
Fan Yi shouted in a deep voice:
"What a roar! What if I let you out and then destroy the people? β
Wanyi shouted:
"I swear to heaven that I will never set foot in the realm of the human race in the future, so it's okay."
Fan Yi looked at Wanyi's eyes, and then shook his head.
Then.
倩η΅ε°δΌ ι³ says:
"Boy, the old man has a secret method to relieve your worries, but it depends on whether this dryad is willing to cooperate."
Fan Yi was overjoyed and hurriedly asked:
"Master Dou, tell me what the secret method is? Now that the dryad is under my check, he doesn't dare to let it go. β
Heavenly Spirit Yin smiled:
"In the early years, the Martial Immortal King also encountered this kind of thing, but in fact, the demon can also be collected for his own use."
"It's just that the demon race and the human race have been fighting each other for thousands of years, and the big demons don't want to surrender even if they die in battle."
"The secret method is to plant a soul imprint in the depths of the Great Demon's Sea of Consciousness. As long as you have a thought, you can destroy it. β
"It's just that the soul imprint needs to be channeled to the sea of knowledge by the big demon to have an effect, and I will pass on the secret method to you first."
As soon as the words fell, a message came into Fan Yi's mind.
Fan Yi nodded frequently while understanding.
Long.
When he comprehended the secret method, he asked all things and said:
"I can let you out, but you need to promise me that I will let go of the Divine Soul Consciousness Sea later, and I will plant a soul brand in it,"
"In this way, if you do something unreasonable, I will definitely detonate the soul brand and make you lose your soul."
Wan Youyi has cultivated all these years, but he has never heard of any soul imprints.
Thought:
"No matter what the imprint, once it reaches the old man's sea of knowledge, it is not easy to dissolve, it is really a yellow-haired boy, and he is not deeply involved in the world."
All have thought of this.
He said happily:
"Okay, I'll let go of the sea of divine soul consciousness, come on!"
As he spoke, Wan Yi slowly closed his eyes, only to see a little white light at the center of his eyebrows.
Fan Yi came to the dryad.
He pressed his finger on the white light, and controlled the spiritual power with the power of the divine soul, outlining the word "fan".
When this word enters the sea of knowledge of all things, it instantly disappears into the depths of the sea of knowledge.
When Wanyi opened his eyes, his face was blank.
He hadn't been able to perceive the word properly, but it was gone.
Fan Yi said to Wanyi:
"This will take you away from the Monster Hunt Painting, but you have to settle down from this day onwards, or I will definitely detonate the soul brand."
Fan Yi controlled the black bone hand and released Wanyi from the black cocoon.
A moment later.
Fan Yi took Wanyi to leave the monster hunting painting and appeared in the small cave sky.
The small cave is full of aura and lush trees.
Wan Yi hurriedly sat on the ground and began to absorb the aura.
It's just half a pillar of incense.
His countenance had been restored to the appearance of a young man, and he looked very handsome.
He slowly stood up from the ground and clenched his fists again, the feeling of strength that he had not felt for a long time made him confident again.
When looking at Fan Yi,
There was disdain in his eyes, and he said playfully:
"Fan Yi, if I want to kill you at this moment, can you hide?"
Talking?
One of them smashed into Fan Yi's head.
The two were already very close, and Fan Yi didn't have time to hide.
Unexpectedly.
Before Wan Yi's hand could reach the young man's forehead, he suddenly felt a sharp pain that penetrated deep into his soul and swept up his brain.
His soul on the sea of consciousness was cracking a little bit, and it wouldn't be long before it would be shattered.
Wanyi hurriedly knelt down to the young man, hugged his head and shouted loudly:
"Spare your life, master! Master! Spare your life! β
Fan Yi sneered and asked:
"Why do you still want to kill the Lord? I can't let you go! β
All things are constantly rolling on the ground and wailing,
Eventually, he lost his movement and lay motionless on the ground like a dead dog.
Fan Yi did not kill Wanyi, but dragged one of his feet and walked in the direction of the village.