Ji Ping woke up and didn't know how many days later. The dull drum beat sounded again, and it turned out that it had returned to the Sanhan Temple. He struggled to sit up, and vaguely heard someone talking, in a low voice, but he could hear it clearly, it was Wuni and Wu Jianren. I only heard Wu Ni ask eagerly: "The master has already probed his body, I don't know what is wrong" Wu Jianren lowered his voice and muttered: "Nothing else is unusual, it's just... ”

Wu Ni said impatiently: "Just what"

"The exercises are gone, and there is no possibility of practicing again"

Wu Ni said "ah" and didn't speak for a long time. When Ji Ping heard this, he was not too surprised by this result. After he woke up, he tried to condense his soul power, but his body was empty, and he couldn't lift half of his strength at all. It's just that for some reason, his mood at this time is unusually calm, and there is no frustration and fear.

He struggled to get out of bed, pushed open the door, and saw Wu Ni and Wu Jianren standing opposite each other, silent.

When Wuni saw Ji Ping appear, she immediately became happy, she stepped forward to support Ji Ping, and then the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by a face full of worry. Because she felt the weakness of Ji Ping's body, as if she might fall down at any time.

"Did you hear our conversation?" asked Wuni tentatively.

Ji Ping nodded.

"It's windy outside, let's go into the house and talk," Wu Jianren said at the right time.

The three of them entered the room, sat down separately, and for a long time no one spoke.

"You don't have to hide anything from me, my own body, I know better than anyone else. Ji Ping said

Wu Jianren said jokingly: "Your life was picked up by this stupid girl, except for this stupid girl, who cares about your life and death."

Wuni was not as relaxed as Wu Jianren, he saw Ji Ping's expression calm when he said this, as if he was saying something very ordinary, and the worry on his face became even more solemn.

Ji Ping said: "Master, have you ever heard of a person with a split soul?"

Wu Jianren thought for a moment and said proudly: "Of course, this Dao Chang Bo Gu has known for thousands of years, and there are any strange things that I don't know."

"What happened to that person in the end," Ji Ping asked with sharp eyes

Wu Jianren put away his playful expression and said seriously: "It's dead."

"How did you die?"

Wu Jianren shook his head, "The events of a thousand years ago, there are few records of the classics that have been handed down, and who will delve into it" For a moment, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked, "Why do you have this question?"

Ji Ping lowered his head, hid his face in the dark, couldn't see any expression, and didn't continue to ask, he could see that Wu Jianren was a little hesitant, as if he was unwilling to tell this story, so he said: "It's just a little curious."

"The soul is confused and dies," Wu Jianren said in a low voice. He looked at Ji Ping like a knife.

Wu Ni didn't speak, she kept staring at Ji Ping's face, until Ji Ping hid his face into the darkness and turned to Wu Jianren, she was waiting for Wu Jianren's answer, when Wu Jianren said "soul confusion and death", she suddenly found that Wu Jianren's expression became extremely gloomy, she could smell a hint of danger and slowly approach.

"Amitabha, good and evil are at ease in people's hearts, why should the donor be stubborn?"

Wu Jianren stood up suddenly, wanted to say something but didn't open his mouth in the end, smiled helplessly and sat down immediately.

"It's rude for the old man to eavesdrop unintentionally," the door opened, and a monk stepped in.

Ji Ping looked at the man carefully, he was wearing a coarse cloth monk's robe, his face was kind, and the corners of his eyebrows were already white. A string of quaint rosaries hung around her neck, and a dark glow shone in the moonlight.

Ji Ping stood up and arched his hand and said: "I borrowed the place to stay in your place, but I didn't tell you, please forgive me."

The monk looked at the three of them and said, "It's okay, the Buddha said that people who are destined, since the three of them came to the temple, they must be destined." After speaking, he looked at Wu Ni and Wu Jianren and said: "The two of you have Taoism, it seems that they are definitely not general, but I can't see through this benefactor" He looked at Ji Ping again, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate Ji Ping, "The soul confusion that the three donors talked about just now must be this benefactor."

Ji Ping was suddenly shocked, his current state was no different from ordinary people, and he did not have the symptoms of madness during the attack, and he was able to identify who it was at a glance, which showed that this master's knowledge and skills were unfathomable.

Ji Ping did not avoid his gaze, and hesitated for a long time but still did not answer. The old monk saw that Ji Ping was a little hesitant and said: "It's okay, my people in Buddhism have never been involved in disputes between the Soul Sect and the Divine Gate, donors can rest assured" Ji Ping pondered for a moment, and still told the ins and outs of the matter, but hid the matter involving the mental spell.

After hearing this, the old monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, good and good, this chaotic world, disasters can not be avoided, but the donor can stand up, can have such a chivalrous heart is really admired by the old monk,"

Wu Ni on the side saw that the two of them were talking so procrastinatingly, so she asked directly: "I don't know if the master can have a way to save him?"

The old monk glanced at Wu Jianren, a little hesitant but still said, "That's it, that's it, the cause of the previous life must have the effect of the next life, the cycle of cause and effect, how can mortals like me be able to control it" and then said leisurely: "This disease is called Soul Departure, but it appeared in a master thousands of years ago, and it is unknown why it started. At that time, the Soul Sect was flourishing, and it was not comparable to the small sects such as the Ten Thousand Souls Sect today. People in the world are afraid of life and death, in order to seek immortality, and they have worshiped under the soul religion, and among them are amazing and brilliant people. He only spent more than ten years to cultivate all the exercises of the Soul Sect to the Mahayana, and when he came out of the mountain after ten years of retreat, there was no one in the world who could match him, and he was in the limelight for a while. It's a pity that the world is difficult, the contradiction between the soul clan and the divine gate is irreconcilable, and fighting and killing are inevitable, and it is at this time that the disease of leaving the soul appears. The onset of this disease is slow at the beginning, and the more frequent the onset of this disease is, although the exercises are powerful, but the disadvantages are obvious, when the attack is extremely painful, the mind is lost, and even the wanton killing, only the legendary soul stone can suppress it"

Hearing this, Wu Ni asked impatiently, "May I ask the master, how can I find the Soul Suppression Stone?"

The old monk then said: "Don't worry, the female benefactor, the soul stone is a strange thing in heaven and earth, the legend is that it was born in the abyss of the Nine Shadows, used to deter hundreds of millions of evil spirits, and it is not available to people who are destined, and that person has also gone down to the Nine Shadows Abyss many times, but in the end it was in vain."

Ji Ping didn't speak, thought for a moment and said, "The Nine Shadows Abyss that the master said is the Nine Shadows of the Northern Stygian Sea?"

"Yes, but no one has been there for nearly a thousand years"

"Why"

"Because no one can walk through the ecstasy of Tianmai Mountain"