Jiang Tian looked at the wooden sword, his gaze changed unpredictably, "This kid, how can he be so agreeable?"

Although Jiang Tianwang has vast magical powers and many treasures, this soul transfer is also the first time, and the mystery is just an ancient rumor, and there are soul transfer beads to help, which is much bolder, and it is also the will of heaven.

A person who cultivates immortals has a resolute mentality, not to mention the king of heaven, and knows the need to be decisive.

The figure flashed, sat down opposite the wooden sword, and with a flick of the soul, floated out. This soul transfer bead was originally refined by Jiang Tian and was connected with his divine soul, but when it flashed above the wooden sword, it suddenly trembled, and it seemed to feel a trace of fear. Although Jiang Tian didn't know what was going on, but the matter had come to this point, how could he still stop it? As soon as his divine sense was destroyed, the soul transfer bead emitted a trace of glow, although it was a glow, it was extremely black and extremely black, and there was a trace of color in the black.

The soul transfer bead covered the two of them at once, and then, I saw a trace of black filament-like things emerging from the top of the head of the wooden sword, and as the black silk came out, the wooden sword's face was slightly wrinkled, and there seemed to be a trace of pain, and as the black silk emerged more and more, this sense of pain became more and more intense.

At the same time, Jiang Tian was also happy to see that the soul transfer was going smoothly, and saw that the black soul silk was moved over one by one, so he hurriedly let go of his heart, and wrapped and covered the moved soul silk little by little, and then invaded and assimilated little by little. Just as he wanted to touch his memory, the black silk flashed, moved slightly, and avoided it.

Jiang Tian didn't care, it was because no one wanted his memory to be touched, let alone cultivating to the Immortal Monarch after all dangers? No, he almost reached the Immortal King, or the quasi-Immortal King.

Jiang Tian patiently covered his divine souls, intertwined them with each other, and then slowly assimilated and touched their memories. Since this place is Jiang Tian's home field, and there is the help of the Soul Shifting Bead, after a break of efforts, although many memories have been escaped, Dan still touched and killed a lot.

After dozens of days, I saw that the soul transfer was about to end, but I found that the memories of this wooden sword were walked away a lot, and there were few touches and kills, and although many memories were assimilated, their memories were retained, and even caused me to sometimes not know who I was. Frightened, he hurriedly surrounded the nest with all his might. At this time, Mu Jian's memory became very slippery, in addition to constantly dodging, he even occasionally counterattacked, swallowing his memory.

At this time, Jiang Tian felt that something was wrong and was ready to take the soul transfer bead in.

As soon as the thought of knowledge was issued, another thought came out of his mind, but it stopped the movement of the Soul Shifting Bead and accelerated the migration of the soul of the wooden sword.

Jiang Tiangui is the king of heaven and has lived for millions of years, how do you know if something is wrong in this situation?

As soon as his mind moved, he was about to destroy the Soul Shifting Bead in order to prevent the soul of the wooden sword from continuing to enter, but before he could send out this thought, he saw the Soul Shifting Bead flash, and the last trace of soul silk drilled into Jiang Tian's brain like a lightning flash. Originally, there was still a trace of life in the wooden sword, but at this time, there was no movement at all, and it looked like a wooden carving.

Jiang Tian's heart suddenly burst out, knowing that it was not good, he was calculated by the kid of the wooden sword! Doing so, although you will hurt yourself, but protecting yourself is the king.

"Jiang Tianwang, don't do this senseless dispute, now you are me, I am you, when you want to destroy Mu, you will inevitably destroy Tianwang at the same time!" Jiang Tian said coldly.

Mu Jian chuckled: "Mu Mou has already counted this point, so when you assimilated Mu Mou, you did not resist the wind resistance, and you touched some memories of Mu's childhood." However, important memories have been preserved by me, and they are entangled with yours and assimilated a lot. Mu does not seek to touch and kill your memory, but to melt your memory, and only in this way can he master the secrets of the fairy world, help Mu to successfully advance to the immortal emperor, and control the Dao system of the first realm. ”

"Hmph, the way of heaven is something you can master?"

"Haha! Soul transfer is a loss of people, of course, it is against the way of heaven, since you dare to do it, Mu will take over you, and naturally you will have to bear this cause and effect. If Providence recognizes Mu, Mu will naturally go with the sky. If the will of heaven is not obeyed, then what if I, Mu, am going against the sky? The fate is mine, and the law is mine. The way of heaven is the rule, as long as Mu understands the five elements and controls the rules, then what is the difference between me and heaven, and going against the sky?"

As he spoke, the soul of the wooden sword trembled, and as a result, a trace of regular-like rhythm appeared, and he saw that Jiang Tian's soul memory was slowly assimilated and invaded by the rules of the rhythm. Jiang Tian was shocked: "What do you want to do? Didn't you say that you just assimilate your and my memories? How dare you touch the old man's memory?"

Mu Jian sneered, "When did Mu touch and kill your memory?" However, although Mu did not touch your memory, he erased the consciousness that marked Jiang Tian. As long as you don't remember that you are Jiang Tian, then your memory is the wooden sword, and the wooden sword is you. ”

"You're too vicious!" Jiang Tian said angrily.

"I'm vicious? If you don't come to me, how can you give me this opportunity? You don't want to touch my memory, how can I have a chance to erase Jiang Tian's imprint? You know that Mu Mou had assimilated the memory of a monk more than ten thousand years ago, and you still dare to come and assimidate Mu. It can only be said that you have been a king of heaven for a long time, and your intelligence has declined!"

Jiang Tian was stunned for a moment, and sighed lightly: "The old man has intended to leave you a trace of memory, so that you can perceive the outside world with the permission of the old man, and enjoy the will of this immortal emperor together, and you should also leave a trace of divine thought for me." ”

Mu Jian sneered: "Mu didn't touch most of your memories, but it was just your Jiang Tian's self-recognition. As long as the memory of Jiang Tian is eliminated in your mind, you will be me and I will be you in the future, what's the difference?"

After saying that, the rhythm accelerated, all the memories seemed to be sifted through, seeing Jiang Tian's eyes become blurred, suddenly, the starlight flashed, Jiang Tian shouted: "Slow!"

Jiang Tian frowned: "What do you think? From now on, the wooden sword will no longer appear, your will will be completed by me, and all the glory will be borne by Jiang Tian,"

Jiang Tian sighed, "What are the rules of this rhythm, and why does it make me feel a little afraid?"

Mu Jian sneered: "It's a coincidence! Mu went to the world thousands of years ago, and was unfortunately injured, and when the healing was fruitless, he met a mortal cultivator. That guy coveted Mu's body and wanted to take it for himself. When he entered Mu's body, he knew that Mu was not dead, and in a battle, Mu was lucky to control him. Unfortunately, the body eventually suffered from injuries and lost vitality. Even so, it was revered as a treasure by the family. But how could the old man just disappear? After controlling the Soul Snatcher Monk, he obtained a method from his consciousness to specialize in soul cultivation. So Mu took advantage of his unpreparedness and stored his soul in a space treasure. Although this treasure is low-level, it is also useful.

A few years ago, a monk woke up Mu and happened to find that this son's spiritual root was very consistent with the old man, so he seized it and took it for himself. And this method of rhythm is a trace of rule that Mu realized before he fell asleep. Then I slowly improved it, and I don't want to use it today! You say, Is this providential?"