After a long delay in receiving a response in his ears, Chang Ling calmed down his thoughts, held on to the stone wall and continued to walk forward slowly.

The picture just now still had a great impact on her, and anyone who sees her body devoured by others after death can't change her face.

The passage was longer than she had expected, but luckily there was less resistance to moving forward this time, and no illusions appeared in front of her eyes.

In addition to the black fog in the sea of knowledge, it is constantly tumbling and boiling.

From time to time, sobs and resentful curses came, and the biggest joke fate played on her was probably a person who wanted to protect all living beings, carrying so many human lives.

Stained with this cause and effect, Chang Ling couldn't say frankly that these karma had nothing to do with her, and even when she whispered her Tao in the imperial city of Hezhou that day, a large part of it was because of those distorted figures.

She knows very well that she is not so kind, but she is thinking that she already has so many life debts, can she try her best to pay it off.

She had countless reasons to prove her innocence, but she wasn't ready to excuse herself.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Chang Ling's front suddenly became open.

It's still pitch black, it's still quiet.

Chang Ling stood quietly in the dark, since entering this passage, her divine sense seemed to be blocked, and she could only use her eyes to investigate the surrounding situation, but the darkness here was obviously not that simple, and Chang Ling, who had good night vision, couldn't see anything three feet away.

The unknown is the source of fear, Chang Ling forced himself to stand against the stone wall, and his ears were also treed, ready to catch the sound at any time.

Suddenly, someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind.

Chang Ling rolled forward violently and stood still, with a slight tremor in his tone: "Who is it?"

Obviously, I was leaning against the cold stone wall.

"Before my death, the main cultivator and the formation were two ways, I used my own corpse to refine this secret realm, every inch of land and every stone wall here is a part of my body, I just moved a little, don't be afraid. A familiar voice came from the thick darkness in front of her.

"I haven't asked your name yet, I'm Star Rail. ”

"In Xia Changling, I have seen my predecessors. Chang Ling saluted respectfully.

Star Rail nodded, and said quite gently: "The breath on your body is very familiar, but I can't remember why it is familiar, so it's inconvenient for me to search my soul and see what you have experienced." ”

"I've been here for so long, I can't remember a lot of things. ”

Chang Ling's face turned cold, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Soul searching is a way for the strong side of the soul to forcibly break into the sea of consciousness of the weaker side, subdue its soul, and then sneak into the soul to 'search'.

It is now often used to extract confessions from captives after fighting demons.

The monk's soul is extremely fragile, once it is forcibly broken into and searched by others, it will lose its mind and be stupid, or it will be directly scattered, which is still a popular punishment.

There was another low laugh in front of him: "That's it, you little guy is also interesting." ”

Isn't this little girl an individual cultivator? The strength of her divine soul is not bad, and even her sea of consciousness faintly gives him a kind of coercion.

It's better not to go in to search for souls, and the soul body will also have to spare your life.