Chapter 6: The Golden Thread in the Soul

Inside the green coffin, twelve guards lay flat, as if asleep, lifelike.

The doppelganger Lu Dadi reached out and touched their chests, there was no heartbeat, probing their snorts, no breathing.

"Alas!" Lu Dadi sighed, there was no miracle in life, the comrades did not come back to life, the sarcophagus made every corpse complete, no longer missing arms and legs, and the traces of the beast's gnawing have disappeared.

Lu Dadi clasped his hands together and prayed for his dead comrades. Then the coffin was covered, and he gently stroked the coffin.

At this time, a spiritual power passed from the coffin into his body, and Lu Dadi's whole body shook, silently checking this spiritual power, it was the spiritual energy that had been injected into the coffin before.

With the return of the aura, the coffin became smaller and finally returned to the size of the previous palm.

"This ...... This?" Lu Dadi was startled, and then his face was full of joy, he injected spiritual power into the coffin again, and the coffin gradually became larger, the spiritual power was recovered, and the coffin became smaller.

"This must be a treasure, it can keep the body intact, but it is a bit of a chicken rib, and I am afraid that it will not be of much use to others. ”

Lu Dadi put the smaller coffin into the storage ring and looked back at the deity.

Murong Lin Zhi finished absorbing the first spirit stone, and the doppelganger Lu Dadi hurriedly took out a spirit stone from the ring and handed it to the deity.

Murong Lin Zhi took the spirit stone excitedly, the original spirit stone had turned to ashes, and the aura of the spirit stone was all transformed into soul power, and his soul had grown by a small half, Murong Lin Zhi estimated that as long as there were four spirit stones, the soul could fill the entire sea of knowledge.

Murong Lin Zhi did not hesitate to continue to absorb the aura and transform it into soul power, and while protecting the Dharma, the doppelganger Lu Dadi, analyzed what method to use to split the soul into two.

One day and one night, time passed quietly, Murong Lin Zhi consumed two more spirit stones, and his soul had doubled, and only the last spirit stone was left, and his soul could occupy the sea of knowledge.

The doppelganger considered hundreds of soul splitting schemes, but they were denied by themselves one by one, splitting the soul is extraordinary, and if you don't pay attention to it, your soul will be scattered, and life and death will disappear.

The doppelganger remembered the first split, Murong Lin Feng took the gray spirit jade and smashed it on the forehead, splitting the soul into two, but this method was too barbaric, and if there was no other way, he could only continue this plan.

In the evening, the fourth spirit stone ran out, Murong Linzhi's soul overflowed with the sea of knowledge, and he came to Lang Everest Spirit Mine for exactly two days.

The soul was split twice, Murong Lin Zhi took Lu Dadi's spiritual jade, took a closer look, he gritted his teeth, raised the spiritual jade in his hand, and smashed it on his forehead.

With a "boom", the spirit jade turned into flying ashes and fell in the air, Murong Lin screamed, fell on his back, and he fainted in pain.

However, with a spirit jade, the soul of the deity was only torn apart in half, and Lu Dadi hurriedly helped Murong Lin Zhi up the upper half of his body and let him sit on the ground.

Can't give up all his efforts and give up halfway, Lu Dadi didn't hesitate, took out a spirit jade from the ring again, and smashed it hard at Murong Linzhi.

"Boom!" Murong Lin fainted, and his soul finally split in two, and the spirit jade turned into dust and fell to the ground.

A transparent light flew out from Murong Lin Zhi's body and quickly disappeared into the purple wood.

Feeling that there was no abnormality in the body of the deity, Lu Dadi let out a long breath, he took out a spirit stone, and practiced while guarding the deity.

At the beginning, he ran the Chaos Technique, trying to send spiritual power into the sea of knowledge, wanting to strengthen his soul like the deity and have a soul split.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the aura could not enter his sea of consciousness, and the clone could not use the Soul Refining Chaos Technique to strengthen the soul splitting soul at all.

"Delong Wangshu, I'm a little insatiable!" the doppelganger Lu Dadi laughed at himself.

Lu Dadi stopped absorbing the spiritual energy, put the spirit stone into the ring, and carefully observed his soul.

His soul was no different in size from the sleeping soul in the purple tree, the difference was that he had taken it and entered the innate first, becoming an innate monk.

Suddenly, Lu Dadi found that his soul was still a little different, and his soul had an extra yellow gold thread.

"How so?"

Lu Dadi's spiritual consciousness entered Murong Linzhi's sea of consciousness and observed the soul of the deity, and the soul of the deity did not have that golden thread.

"This ......" Lu Dadi was puzzled, and with a slight wave of his hand, there was an extra three-inch long gold wire in his palm.

The golden thread swims in the palm of the hand like a fish, it is warm, soft, and it shines a holy light, which is sacrosanct.

Holding it, Lu Dadi is like holding his own heart and controlling his own brain.

With a wave of his hand, the golden thread returned to the sea of knowledge, disappeared in the divided soul, and disappeared.

"What is it, and what is it for?"

Lu Dadi's face was full of question marks, he searched his memory, but he didn't find an answer, the only answer was to be different.

Murong Lin Zhi is a special case, it cannot be copied, and it cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary people, this is the conclusion that the doppelganger gives himself and summarizes to the deity.

Murong Lin Zhi didn't wake up until the evening of the next day, and this time he was in a coma exactly one day and one night, two days and one night earlier than the coma in the mountain behind the family.

After waking up, Murong Lin Zhi immediately checked his body.

Needless to say, the body is strong, the important thing is that the meridians of the whole body have doubled again, but it is a pity that the sea of consciousness is the same as in the past, it has not expanded, fortunately it is stronger than in the past.

Excitingly, there are two more spiritual arts in my mind, one is "Transfiguration" and the other is called "Hidden Magic".

"It should be the spiritual magic engraved on those two pieces of spirit jade. Murong Lin guessed.

This soul split, there is actually another gain, he has mastered two spiritual arts, in the past, he has seen these two spiritual arts, practiced hard, but it has no effect.

However, at this time, Murong Lin Zhi had already mastered these two spiritual techniques, and he was so proficient that he seemed to have practiced them for decades, and he was handy.

As soon as Murong Lin ran the exercises, he discovered that there were actually eighty-seven loopholes in the Transformation Technique and ninety-three loopholes in the Concealment Technique.

He ran it several times in a row, and all the loopholes in the two spiritual arts were patched, and after a while, the spiritual magic became flawless.

Murong Lin was overjoyed, and hurriedly passed these two spiritual techniques to the clone, and Lu Dadi immediately began to practice after receiving the spiritual arts.

He became a strong man for a while, and disappeared for a while, and Lu Dadi was tireless in it.

Time passed unconsciously, and the next morning, I felt An Dahai push the door in, and Lu Dadi was hidden in the void of the corpse room, so that An Dahai was unaware, and he didn't find that there was still a living person hidden in the room, and he was still a congenital master.

When An Dahai wanted to kill Murong Lin Zhi, Lu Dadi did not hesitate to make a move, he rushed forward with an arrow step, and with a wave of his right hand, he twisted An Dahai's neck tightly, making him unable to move.

It's easy, An Dahai is caught.

"An Dahai, death or surrender!" Murong Lin Zhi asked, and at the same time hinted to Lu Dadi, a little loosen his strength, so that An Dahai could speak.

An Dahai's dead duck had a hard mouth and howled loudly: "Murong fool, if you have the ability, kill me." ”

"Won't you fall!"

"Die or die!"

Murong Lin laughed, he glanced at Lu Dadi, and Lu Dadi understood.

Stopping the laughter, Murong Lin turned on a straight face, and said solemnly: "An Dahai, if this young master doesn't kill you, let God decide whether he lives or dies." ”

An Dahai was about to roar to show that he was looking at death, but when he turned his head to look, he only saw a three-inch long strip of money, falling from the sky.

An Dahai couldn't dodge, and watched it "swish", shoot into his head, and disappear in an instant.

An Dahai was startled, dumbfounded, his whole body trembled, and a clear stream with a smell of noise flowed down the root of his thigh.

Murong Lin Zhi stared at An Dahai, staring intently at whether An Dahai's body had changed.

The golden thread was in An Dahai's body, like a golden snake scurrying, An Dahai writhed, trying with all his strength to kill the intruder.

However, no matter how hard An Dahai tried, it was all in vain and in vain.

An Dahai tossed for a while, and the golden thread seemed to have played enough, and with a "whoosh", he entered An Dahai's sea of knowledge and melted into his soul.

"Murong fool, I'm going to kill you!"

An Dahai shouted, and repeated the old trick, using the true qi of the ninth layer peak of the day after tomorrow, trying to kill Murong Lin Zhi with one blow.

"Boom"

An Dahai's true qi had just been concentrated, and before his body could move, he found that his strength, like a punctured balloon, began to leak out of his body, and his cultivation was plummeting.

The ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, the peak of the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, the peak of the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, in the blink of an eye, his cultivation was reduced by two layers.

"What's going on?" An Dahai was startled, he forgot to attack his opponent, and hurriedly adjusted his true qi, in a vain attempt to stop it from passing.

However, his struggle was still in vain, his cultivation was still declining, the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow, and the fifth layer of the day after tomorrow, his cultivation was like a falling stone, faster and faster.

"No!" An Dahai let out a heart-rending scream, and the screams reverberated throughout the spirit mine, and the miners stopped what they were doing and looked at the mortuary suspiciously, but no one moved.

A sleeping lion-like tiger beast suddenly opened its blood-red eyes, opened its bloody mouth, and made a "whoosh" sound.

The valley echoed, and the beasts panicked, jumping in all directions, chickens and dogs.

An Dahai was indifferent to this, he just wanted to control the falling cultivation.

Four floors the day after tomorrow, three floors the day after tomorrow.

"Young Master Murong, help me! An Dahai put his knees together and fell to the ground. The bell has to be tied to the bell, and An Dahai wants to grasp the only life-saving straw.

Murong Lin Zhi looked at An Dahai and his eyes widened.

"It's so against the sky, what the hell is it?" Murong Linzhi patted his chest, his heart was beating faster, and his heart was almost bursting out of his chest.

Murong Linzhi didn't move, it wasn't that he didn't want to save An Dahai, but he didn't know where to start, and Murong Linzhi didn't know how to save him.

On the second floor of the day after tomorrow and on the first floor of the day after tomorrow, An Dahai became a mortal without cultivation.

An Dahai, who had no cultivation, regretted it to death at this time, and he sold himself to the Murong family, which was nothing more than a breakthrough in cultivation, in order to survive the hundred-year beast tide.

It was not his intention to kill Murong Lin Zhi, greed confused his humanity, he couldn't steal chickens, he ate rice, An Dahai got nothing, and he took his own life.

However, the punishment has not stopped, middle-aged An Dahai, the wrinkles on his face are increasing, and the black hair on his head is turning white one after another.

An Dahai is getting old step by step, fifty years old, sixty years old, seventy years old, in the blink of an eye, An Dahai has aged for decades, gray hair is withered, his back is hunched over, and he walks staggeringly.

"Surrender, minion surrender. ”

When An Dahai was about to die, he shouted in a hoarse noise, and then slammed his head on the ground.

With a "bang", aging stopped.

"Young Master Lin, the old slave surrenders!"

shouted again, kowtowed again, An Dahai was a year younger.

"Knock knock". An Dahai is ten years younger.

"Knock knock". An Dahai is ten years younger.

Murong Lin Zhi and Lu Dadi glanced at each other, their faces were full of confusion, and the two of them really wanted to shout: "What is this all about?"

No one will tell him, because no one in this world knows the answer.

"Knock knock" An Dahai kowtowed as always, shouting surrender.

An Dahai's white hair turned blue, and the withered leather brush on his face fell like rain, and his age finally returned to before, and he was still the middle-aged man.

"Knock Knock"

An Dahai continued to kowtow incessantly, constantly shouting for submission.

His forehead had been peeled off, and his flesh was blurred, and he didn't care about it.

"Young Master Lin, the old slave surrenders. ”

An Dahai's cultivation is recovering, one layer the day after tomorrow, and two layers the day after tomorrow.

"Young master, the old slave surrenders!"

The day after tomorrow has three floors, the day after tomorrow has five floors, and the day after tomorrow has seven floors.

"Young master, in this life and this life, the old slave will surrender and never betray!" An Dahai shouted sincerely.

"Knock" knocked down with a bang, An Dahai's cultivation was fully restored, and the day after tomorrow was at the peak of the ninth layer.

Murong Linzhi obviously felt An Dahai's sincerity and loyalty, he and the clone glanced at each other, and Murong Linzhi said: "Captain An, the spirit mine has been handed over to you, go down and cultivate!"

"Yes, young master, the minion has gone down. ”

An Dahai left, Murong Lin Zhi and Lu Dadi looked at each other, and said in unison: "Yellow gold line." ”