"Seeing each other is fate, may you no longer be so bumpy in the next life"

After speaking, Mo Wei's figure disappeared in Wang Yizhi's divine vision and disappeared.

"Thank you, Brother Mowei"

Wang Yizhi did not have the sadness and sadness before he died.

A five-year-old with unclear memories, endured the cruel reality of losing his parents and his clansmen, and lived in a desolate world full of buried bones for three years.

So much so that at this moment, for this life that is about to end, all Wang Yizhi can think of, in addition to the slightly vague figures of his parents and clansmen, is the various crises and dangers he has experienced in the past three years, and the nerves that are tense all the time have become so nostalgic at this moment.

"Fairy Sister Tang Xiaoqi"

Wang Yizhi muttered softly with a hehe smirk: "Seeing you is the happiest and happiest thing in my life, this feeling is not the joy of getting out perfectly after the egg stealing is discovered, nor is it the surprise of walking and picking up the ownerless treasure medicine."

Wang Yizhi doesn't know much, and there are not many words to describe his mood at the moment, but now his mind is full of Tang Xiaoqi's graceful and delicate cute figure.

Even though he knew that his current situation was due to Tang Xiaoqi's unremitting efforts, Wang Yizhi could not blame him in his heart. On the contrary, when he heard the misery of Tang Xiaoqi's body being poisoned, the pain he had to endure when the moon was full every month in order to wash himself with cold ice, and the determination to almost die in that extremely yin place in order to find this "Yin and Yang Soul Destroying Flower", and finally did not hesitate to cultivate for ten years.

In the past three years for Wang Yizhi, Tang Xiaoqi was the first person he had seen, which also made Wang Yizhi shake to a great extent the dark side of the tribal elders' teachings, unpredictable people's hearts, and knowing people and knowing faces but not hearts.

"Wow, is this going to work?" In the golden thatched house, Tang Xiaoqi's small hands were restlessly kneading the hem of his skirt, and his snow-white long legs were unscrupulously exposed.

Seeing that more than a year of hard work was finally coming to fruition, Tang Xiaoqi was still very excited.

As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter. How can you not make the little girl who saves people for the first time not excited.

"Alas, why is it gone" Tang Xiaoqi watched the colorful flower imprint on Wang Yizhi's forehead wither and dissipate on a petal, just like a real flower, lifelike, and immediately panicked.

At the same time, Wang Yizhi, whose soul body was shattered and whose divine consciousness existed in the soul world, was leisurely watching a good show.

"Okay, this little grinding disc looks good"

Wang Yizhi looked at the small grinding disc glowing with white light not far from the broken soul, and the spectacle of gradually changing from white to multiple colors gradually appeared, and the divine consciousness that was already out of his mind gradually became a lot more sober.

It didn't take long for the rainbow-like light change of the grinding disc to suddenly disappear, and it returned to its original white appearance.

"Pain Pain Pain"

Wang Yizhi also wanted to sigh at the wonderful spectacle of the withering of life, but he was hit by the soul fragments that began to assemble around him.

The body is the shell and protective layer of the fragile soul, and the fragile soul is the shell or protective layer of the more fragile divine consciousness, but the protection of the soul is too fragile, and it is extremely rare in this world to be able to break the soul without the divine consciousness being harmed, which is also the fundamental reason why Mo Wei is unwilling to show up to chat with Wang Yizhi.

The soul fragments began to assemble around Wang Yizhi's divine consciousness body that he couldn't even see, and it didn't take long for Wang Yizhi to reach out and see himself, although it was vague and quite unreal, but it also looked like flesh and blood, at least it felt like a pinch.

Tang Xiaoqi looked at the magic seal of the hollow seven-petal flower on Wang Yizhi's forehead, and said with some disappointment: "It seems that it has failed?"

Feeling that Wang Yizhi's chest was still rising and falling steadily, Tang Xiaoqi's frustrated mood could be regarded as a little comfort.

"Demon, it turned out to be the "Star Dream Disk" of the Gathering Spirit"

Mo Wei's figure reappeared, this time not in Wang Yizhi's Divine Consciousness Sea, but in the Soul Sea.

The sea of divine consciousness is the shell of the soul sea, normally speaking, the soul is the divine consciousness, it is too rare to be able to achieve the soul shattered and the divine consciousness is immortal like Wang Yizhi, and it is very rare to know that there is a more core divine consciousness sea in the soul sea, even if it is a monk who specializes in cultivating the soul exercises, few can detect the existence of the divine consciousness, let alone the degree of soul shattering and divine consciousness is unharmed.

"Brother Mowei" Wang Yizhi bowed his hand and saluted respectfully to the visitor.

"I said, how can you kid achieve the separation of divine consciousness and the existence of solitary, it turns out to be this spirit gathering "Star Dream Disk""

Originally, it was supposed to be a pitch-black soul sea, but because of the light emitted by the dantian not far from the grinding plate, Wang Yizhi's soul sea with a radius of three or five steps was illuminated.

"You kick it and try it"

Mo Wei pointed to the seemingly nonexistent barrier in front of Wang Yizhi and said.

"Boom~"

The real sound of shattering and collapsing sounded like thunder in this small sea of souls.

"Amount"

Seeing that the soul space with a radius of one or two meters was expanded to more than ten meters in diameter, Wang Yizhi and Mo Wei were both stunned, and Mo Wei took a deep breath and calmed down his shocked expression.

Although he didn't know how this kick could be so big, but looking at the larger space, Wang Yizhi walked to the edge of the light that was a little dim, and excitedly shouted to Mo Wei, who was stunned in a daze: "Big brother, I'll kick again?"

"Hey, don't die if you don't want to die" In an instant, Mo Wei appeared beside Wang Yizhi and pulled him out of the marginal area, for fear that if he really came lightly again, the consequences would not be fun.

"Boy, you don't know how long it will take to recover, if you come again, you don't have to go out, it's better to stay in this life" Mo Wei's tone was quite helpless, and at the same time, he was blaming himself for his recklessness.

"Big brother, do you mean I can go out?" Although Wang Yizhi was trapped here for only half a day, he knew that it had really been more than a year outside.

"Originally, but your kick just now was a bit heavy, and it is estimated that it will take time" Mo Wei didn't speak, smiled a little awkwardly and continued: "This barrier is the barrier of the soul sea, symbolizing the strength of the soul, the larger the space, the more soul power will be mobilized, and the greater." Under normal circumstances, unless you have a soul auxiliary magic weapon like you, the Soul Gathering Spirit Disk, otherwise even if you are a soul cultivator, if you want to cultivate to your feet, how can you have to practice for fifty or sixty years?"

"Hehe" Wang Yizhi was happy in his heart when he heard this, and said in his heart: "Isn't this just saying that I have become powerful, I was really favored by God once."

"Hehe" Mo Wei also smiled, and said with an unnatural expression: "So, you may need to cultivate in this soul sea for a while."

"What?"