Sleepy, someone gives a pillow, this kind of thing will never resist, and no one will refuse.

Put the soul stone into the storage bag, step away from the eyes to see Jiang Canyu leave, return to the house, and take out five soul stones with similar soul power to fiddle with. I don't know what kind of ore it is, the color is pure black, there seem to be some impurities in it, and there are not very powerful soul power fluctuations, this is the soul stone?

According to the above statement in the "Sunflower Treasure Book", place the position step by step and attract the soul power in it. Bu Li sat between the five soul stones, and suddenly felt that the fluctuations of the soul power around him began to suddenly become violent. Could it be that he has placed it in the wrong position? Before he had time to think about it, the soul power around him began to gather surgingly, as if the soul power on the entire Hate Mountain was gathered around, and it was originally a quiet pool of water, but it suddenly turned into a big river of the Yangtze River, and Bu Li was like a drowning person, struggling in the big waves, but it was useless at all.

It was awe-inspiring in the step, it was not that it was placed wrongly, even if it was wrong, it was absolutely impossible to attract such a vast soul power. I can't understand the cause and effect in the middle, and Bu Li feels that the soul power around him is about to completely devour him.

Could it be that there is a problem with the records in the "Sunflower Treasure Book"? A person who has crossed over will harm the person who has crossed after him? How can you think about this kind of thing, how incredible, how to say that it is born from the same root, why be too anxious to fry each other!

How could this happen. The vines can't be summoned at all, and the soul power forms a strong pressure. After the pressure is strong to a certain extent, it becomes coercion, and for the wild beast, it is a natural fear, and it is difficult to restrain it at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the meridians were strong enough, coupled with the ability to heal against the sky, I am afraid that it would have been full of holes at this moment and had become a sieve.

But now, Buli also feels that he can't hold on for long, and he will "drown" to death.

A figure appeared, flickering in the majestic soul power, sometimes elongated, sometimes squeezed, as if looking at his own shadow in the Halu Ha mirror, extremely weird.

"Do you think it's awesome if you cross over?" said the figure like a ghost, and said sharply, its voice distorted. It was harsh and ugly, like countless sharp awls, poking into Jinli's heart.

"I can't go back, and I won't give you any chance to go back!" the figure grinned, unable to tell whether it was a man or a woman. "Since you have opened the soul array, die here, be with me, become a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and have nowhere to live!"

Bu Li's entire body was about to be squeezed by the huge soul power, and he couldn't speak at all. Even if you want to scold him, you can't scold him at all.

"I can't go back, so let's stay here together and be a lonely ghost!" Unspeakable resentment, unspeakable hatred, indescribable cruelty and bitterness. Bu Li calmly looked at the ghost, his heart was empty, and he was a little uncomfortable. Isn't he a lonely ghost?

A faint sweetness flowed in the step, and he was unconsciously bewitched by the howl of the ghost crying god. I still have Cai Xiaoxian, how can I say that I am a lonely ghost? Thinking of Cai Xiaoxian, Buli burst out with a strong desire to survive, and the ghost made a god barely take out the sharp knife in the leggings.

In the dark, Buli seemed to hear a burst of laughter, as if the being in the "dream" was laughing at himself and didn't wake up until this time.

The gray sharp knife suddenly appeared, and it was rare to see a little brilliance. Bu Li seemed to see a black phoenix passing through the air, and the space was immediately torn apart by sharp knives. The light was only a flash, and Bu Li couldn't be sure if what he was seeing was real.

The water flowed even more when the knife was drawn, but the situation in front of him was not like this, like a long whale absorbing water, the vast soul power began to be injected into the sharp knife. The sharp knife is like a glutton, and there is no moment when it is filled. Faintly, Bu Li seemed to hear the sound of a hundred ghosts crying at night around him, like crying and complaining, like singing and walking.

The shadow in the soul power was extremely panicked, and the voice was extremely sharp, but at this moment, it couldn't shake the soul of Bu Li.

Lang's heart was like iron, and he bit the tip of his tongue stubbornly, staying awake in the sharp stinging pain. It didn't take long for a white mist to appear, directly enveloping the ghost, as if it was an invisible hand, grabbing the playful child.

"Glamorous and ghostly, you dare to make trouble in front of my old man, you are tired and crooked?" The white mist is countless times thicker than the mist around the Hate Mountain, and Buli can't see what's inside at all. The pressure around him disappeared, and the soul power like the Yangtze River was completely swallowed by the sharp knife. But the sharp knife has not changed at all, and it is still the gray, immortal and lifeless appearance.

The ghost lost its previous hideousness, began to fade, and was about to dissipate.

"Go, I'll recite a death spell for you when I have time, and I'll give birth to a good family in my next life. The thing that existed in the mist said very casually, as if this kind of reincarnation was just a trivial matter. But in the eyes of the ghost who has been dead for an unknown amount of time but still haunts, this is a big thing.

Unbelievable, the Yin Spirit curled up in a corner, looking at the thick mist with some pity, knowing that he couldn't see what was inside, but he kept staring.

There is a glimmer of hope there.

Seeing that this ghost was pitiful, Bu Li bowed down and said, "Please also ask the old-timers to help." ”

"Nice guy, isn't it interesting? Don't forget, he was going to kill you just now. A dissatisfying voice came from the mist.

Bu Li smiled, thinking that he really couldn't talk to this existence well.

"Uncle, how can we say that we are all people of the same time, after all, there is a little incense and old love. Besides, I didn't die, but the knife did some good. Bu Li called uncle, and then it became very open, not like the serious Bu Li of Zhou Zheng in the past. And when he heard Bu Li call himself "uncle" so indiscriminately, the existence in the mist smiled and looked very happy.

"Yes. The being said with a smile, happy and happy. The unjust soul didn't expect that Bu Li would repay his grievances with virtue, and curled up in a corner, at a loss.

"Nan no Amitaba Night ......" followed the law, and the white mist was divided into a piece, turning into a few big characters in snow-white, and went straight to the soul. The brilliance is radiant and holy. When reciting the scriptures, the existence in the mist seemed to become more and more thoughtful, and every sentence carried a feeling of great compassion and compassion for the heavens and people.

Stepping away from the sharp knife and staring at the mist, a series of spells fell on the unjust soul, the whole unjust soul was already extremely weak, and there was no struggle at the moment, it gradually became transparent, and it could dissipate at any time.

It didn't take long for a curse to pass away, and it was a few breaths in the feeling that it was counting breaths, and dozens of words fell like dozens of spells, tearing through time and space, and the soul was originally panicked, but after all the fonts fell on his body, he seemed to see the way home that he had been asking for for so many years. Ecstasy followed by a howling cry, although the distance was far away, and the voice was getting smaller and smaller, Buli could still feel the mood of the unjust soul, the feeling of looking forward to the despair and suddenly falling from the sky.

When will I be able to go home? Buli is also in a trance, should I also talk to this "uncle" about this?

A pillar of light seemed to emerge from the void and fall on the unjust soul. The appearance of a middle-aged scribe in a green shirt was blurry and clear, and gradually turned into a shadow. Seeing that what the existence in the mist said was true, the green-shirted scribe made a five-body bow and was very respectful. As the pillar of light gradually retracted, the green-shirted scribe also flew into nothingness. The most reluctant said to Bu Li: "That scroll formation is no different, you can practice it." ”

The soul of injustice was overtaken, but the mist did not disperse, and he took a step forward, wanting to say something.

"Come and smoke a cigarette, I've been holding it for so many years, and I'm worried about me. ”

Bu Li smiled, lit a cigarette, and threw it into the mist. After a while, the existence said slowly: "Cultivate with peace of mind, the other things about chickens and dogs have nothing to do with you." The so-called experience of a lifetime, naturally you have to do what you want. It's a pity that you're still too weak, when will you become stronger?"

Every time he comes out, the inevitable line is why are you still so weak. Stepping away helplessly, he squatted in place depressedly, smoking a cigarette. The longbow on his back slanted and touched the ground.

"Don't look at me if I can overtake him and go back, it's because he has no cause and effect, don't think about it. That existence is really omniscient, and what Bu Li was thinking about in his heart just now was immediately broken by that existence and made it clear. Cause and effect, what is cause and effect? I don't know if I ask, but I guess if you ask, it's also that sentence that you are too weak to say, and it's useless to say it. Bu Li was extremely depressed, smoking a cigarette.

Obviously, Baoshan is in front, but he doesn't know where to start.

"What's wrong? Why don't you speak? I finally came out once and chatted with my old man. ”

"There's nothing to say, I'm so weak. ”

Seeing that Bu Li was a little angry, he said that there was a big smile. Bu Li also felt funny, when did he become so childish? Maybe he was extremely familiar with this existence in his heart, without the slightest defense, and after relaxing his mind, he was extremely trusted? This feeling is strange.

"Formation, formation. The being muttered a few words and continued, "His formation is enough for beginners. You study hard, there's nothing weird in it. When you have learned everything and know what the Dao formation is all about, I will teach you other more powerful formations. ”

"Oh, I know. Bu Li squatted listlessly, smoking a cigarette one by one. Suddenly, Bu Li remembered something, took the ring off his finger, and asked at the white mist, "Do you know this ring?"

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