There are gaps in the road

Chapter 154 Jigsaw Puzzle
"Old Wen doesn't hesitate to use human favors, you are the one who invited me to see you?" The famous number one spiritual cultivator sat on the soft sofa with his legs crossed, looking at Ye Chuxiao with a little scrutiny, as if he was still there. Consider what is special about him.

The two walnuts he was playing with in his hand made creaking and creaking sounds when they were turned. He had a serious Chinese character face, but when he was tense, he was also a bit imposing, just like a big man.

This attitude doesn't seem like he's here to talk about 'cooperation', it's more like he thinks he's here to take some time to meet fans.

The word 'proud' is written all over his body.

Ye Chuxiao cast a glance at Wen Rui, who was dodging his gaze.

Then he clapped the scabbard in his hand.

"Try your hand first?" Ye Chuxiao sent out an invitation.

Chatting is definitely necessary, but before showing strength, talking about nothing can get into the real core topic.

That being the case, first use the knife to smash the arrogance of the so-called number one spiritual cultivator, and cut off Wen Rui's last thought.

Anyway, it's not troublesome, it's just a matter of one or two knives.

It's just that the realm of the Yijing monk is several meters or even tens of feet around his body, while Ye Chuxiao's realm is only on the edge of his blade, the moment he swings the sword.

It was as if an ancient, primitive, and savage god was slowly recovering from his body.

Yan Ju appeared to be amiable on the surface, but he was actually digging holes for Ye Chuxiao.

The enchantress Ying Shu's heart core is very strong and hard. Ye Chuxiao used the soul-splitting knife, even in his mind, to run Tianshui's knife, and he managed to chisel out some debris.

The Tao rhyme is recovered, and the soul remains.

creak!

The next moment, he saw the knife light coming straight from his head.

"Huh?" Yan Ju was slightly taken aback.

From cutting, to kneading into the soul, to complete fusion, there is not even any rejection from the beginning to the end.

"Why is this so embarrassing?" That's what he said, but Yan Ju and Wen Rui were not polite.

It's just that Yuanyang Baodao was seriously injured before, and now it still needs to be stored in the body to continue to nourish.

When the oil paint permeated his face, his whole aura, together with the aura radiating from it, changed.

However, even if it is just a rudimentary field, it should not be underestimated.

"Me! What's wrong with me?" Duanmulin's memory still lingered on the last night when she lived in the City of Clouds.

Ye Chuxiao put away the knife with a little regret, and looked at the knife in his hand, feeling a little dissatisfied.

After a short period of confusion, the soul began to collapse.

"Chu Dongjun!" Ye Chuxiao also announced his name and gave the other party a step.

From this point of view, it is still not enough to deal with Xindan with the soul-splitting method of the Zhannian School in the academy world.

Ye Chuxiao jumped out of the window, thinking about it, and didn't even stop in this world.

Whenever Yan Ju hesitated to speak, did not intend to tell the truth, or spoke thoroughly, Ye Chuxiao would pat the scabbard comfortably, and at this time the other party would politely fill in the missing parts, appearing extremely caring .

When the knife light fell, Ye Chuxiao's long knife broke into pieces, but Yan Ju's body also flowed all over the ground.

In an instant, the number one spiritual cultivator opened his mouth wide, biting the long knife that Ye Chuxiao swung towards.

"One of the solutions is to split a trace of my emotions and thoughts and use them as soul cores..."

Between the long knife and the fangs, there was a high-frequency vibration and cutting, and the two sharp fangs were knocked away.

She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't make any sound.

Ye Chuxiao didn't take her own soul, let alone cut off her hobby.

Yan Ju smiled and said, "I'm lucky, I got a strand before."

The oil paint filled the air and spread down the neck, and then sharp fangs spit out from his mouth. The fangs were stained with blood and shone with cold light. The power piercing nothingness condensed on the tip of the fangs.

"Of course, pure and complete souls are not easy to capture. Usually, only monks who are above the Wonderful Realm or even the Transcendence Realm can appear such souls. In a certain high emotional state, let the bridge of the physical body temporarily cross the limitations of the body."

Without Wen Rui's advance notice, how could this person have thought that Ye Chuxiao, who was young, was already a monk of the wisdom realm, and his actual combat ability was far beyond the ordinary wisdom realm?
Seeing that the so-called number one spiritual cultivator had no intention of attacking first, and Ye Chuxiao was not polite to him, the spare long knife was unsheathed in an instant.

Ye Chuxiao took a look at her own soul state. The part belonging to Duanmulin had begun to reunite, but it still needed a few days to recover.

What was displayed at this time was an ancient, barbaric, vicious, and bloodthirsty aura.

Although monks can achieve youthful appearance and rejuvenate when they reach a certain level of cultivation, they can still judge a person's true approximate age through the spiritual light emitted.

The original arrogance and impetuosity disappeared completely.

Another practice room was exchanged, and Ye Chuxiao lived in it, and began to integrate and digest the Tao rhyme used by Wen Rui and Yan Ju, and extract the two people's practice experience and accumulation from it.

Instead, Duanmulin was cut and torn apart from her own emotions.

"The most important thing in cutting thoughts and dividing souls is the soul carrier."

The moment it turned into a cloud of light and dissipated, Ye Chuxiao's knife seemed to catch up with time, and blocked him right in front of his escape.

Wen Rui looked at Ye Chuxiao, who was suddenly attacking, and was so frightened that he didn't have the confidence to fight at all, and just wanted to escape.

A one-month stay was purchased for life value.

For the time being, I can only take out the previously stored knives and use them for the time being.

Strictly speaking, this heart pill planted in his body by the witch Ying Shu is actually Ying Shu's special soul.

Seeing Ye Chuxiao swinging the knife again at this time, he suddenly realized that the most terrifying thing under Ye Chuxiao's blade was definitely not the vaguely artistic realm, but the violence and eruption beyond imagination and beyond the limit.

When the knife is cut out, the air seems to lose all resistance, and even the space is under the blade, looking extremely silky.

"Don't you need it?" Ye Chuxiao asked.

"Okay, then I will teach you a few tricks." The first spiritual cultivator also looked at Wen Rui, and was also a little dissatisfied.

The sparks from the metal-to-metal collision were sputtered out in an instant.

But Yan Ju hid his malice, he must have thought that Ye Chuxiao could easily take out two wisps of Dao Yun, so he would only keep more.

Yan Ju revealed this to Ye Chuxiao, obviously out of good intentions.

Xindan!

As for Wen Rui, he no longer dared to look into Yan Ju's eyes.

At the same time, he took the Dao Yun handed over by Ye Chuxiao.

When Duanmulin opened her eyes and looked at Ye Chuxiao, the charming and charming look in that glance even reminded Ye Chuxiao of Ying Shu.

To put it bluntly, it means killing people and stealing their souls, and letting the other party die in extreme pleasure or pain. If such a method is to say that the Zhannian School is not a magic sect, even the Original Principle Sect can't see it.

On the ice lotus, the clean soul opened his eyes, and then looked at Ye Chuxiao suspiciously.

The 100-storey climbing tower, combined with Ye Chuxiao's own cultivation background, is too domineering and barbaric under the artistic conception.

With the strength foundation of the dialogue, the following 'chat' will go much smoother.

But he couldn't escape.

Because this also means that Ye Chuxiao's knife has a strong 'exclusivity' and 'absoluteness'. Facing Ye Chuxiao's knife, there is almost no other way to think of except to meet and resist.

There were only three people present, and in the encounter just now, who was inferior, we both knew each other well, so what's the use of saying these words?

"As for the soul that carries her, all the past has been washed away, and it is just a special carrier."

Instead, start the clock again, communicate with the ship of creation, and return to the ship of creation.

Taking a closer look, Duanmulin's original playful and lively appearance now has a little more charm belonging to Ying Shu.

It's just that this 'soul' is not made up of the core of thinking, but a kneading of emotions and emotions that have been accumulated and abandoned in the past.

It's just a soul, what a coincidence!
In Ye Chuxiao's ice lotus, a lot can be stored.

Although Yan Ju turned into a god without hesitation and wanted to fight to the death, he couldn't resist at all.

"Old man Yan Ju has seen my little friend!" The first divine cultivator hastily put away the painted fangs, slowly suppressed all of them amidst the 'unreconciled' grimness of the oil paint, and then pointed at Ye Chu with a mouth full of blood Xiao clasped his fists to speak, obviously no longer intending to do it again.

"In order to achieve this goal, the former monks of the Zhannian School also had subdivisions such as the Palace of Extreme Entertainment, the Gate of Torture, etc., in order to stimulate emotions through some external means." Yan Ju said in a secretive way, Ye Chu Xiao heard it clearly.

If Yuanyang Baodao was in his hand, this so-called number one spiritual cultivator would have knelt down and bowed down.

With Ye Chuxiao's knife, there is already a trace of the prototype of the domain.

Although those souls were not pure souls born under extreme passion, the Aurora of the Wild Dou Realm already possessed the ability to cleanse souls, which almost perfectly fit this set of methods.

After Duanmulin fully recovered, the second experiment began.

Wen Rui's gaze was fairly honest, just ordinary joy and greed.

"Dong Jun...?"

"What a powerful sword technique. Although it may seem like a sneak attack, there is no doubt... your knife has already threatened me."

Wen Rui and Yan Ju looked at the two dao rhymes in Ye Chuxiao's hands at the same time, and swallowed.

"The first experiment failed!"

"Among them, the best carrier is of course our own soul, but our own soul has been cut too many times, and there is also the risk of madness. Therefore, after previous research, we created the art of shaping the soul to purify and complete the soul. Carry out directional reshaping, use it to replace your own soul and body, and bear the burden of hobbies." Yan Ju said while taking out the corresponding method and handing it to Ye Chuxiao.

This time, with the soul core as the core to carry everything, Duanmulin's 'real soul' experiment went very smoothly.

With a thought, Ye Chuxiao chiseled the heart pill with the soul-splitting knife.

And after the debris fell, it only took a few breaths, and the damaged part of the heart pill was filled by the power from nowhere, and there was no trace of being chiseled at all.

If Ye Chuxiao hadn't been there, Yan Ju would have used the trick of witnessing against Wen Rui.

Covered by the ice lotus, while Dao Yun recovered, his soul was not wasted, and was absorbed by the ice lotus into the aurora.

There is no thinking core, only an emotional core... Is there anything more suitable than this, as a soul core?

No matter which world you are in, using cruel or unorthodox means to kill and seize souls under extreme passion is a matter that will easily arouse public anger and public outrage.

Wen Rui directly absorbed it in front of Yan Ju.

"Next, only integration and experimentation are left." Ye Chuxiao moved his head and took out two dao rhymes at the same time.

There is no way, Ye Chuxiao's youth is too deceptive.

Looking at it from the side, this saber is ordinary and ordinary, just like a smooth and skillful swing of the saber, but from the perspective of the 'First Spiritual Cultivator', it is definitely not like this.

For Dao Yun, they will not be ignorant, let alone know the beauty and utility of this thing.

"Thank you for your help, I have solved most of my doubts, and I will do the rest by myself!" Ye Chuxiao said.

Thinking of this, Ye Chuxiao suddenly locked his eyes on another place.

It wasn't until now that Yan Ju realized that he had already used part of his hole cards in the shallow collision just now, while Ye Chuxiao was completely restrained.

Ye Chuxiao smiled: "That's great, this way I'll save another fortune."

Seven days later, Ye Chuxiao, who finally integrated the first version of the complete chain, began to experiment with Duanmulin.

Then quickly stuff it into the pinched soul body, so that the originally blank soul has Duanmulin's thinking.

But it doesn't matter, Ye Chuxiao just needs to collect some heart pill fragments to squeeze out the soul core.

The knife was cut, blood dripped.

The first divine cultivator was completely startled by Ye Chuxiao's knife, and before he had time to think about it, he wiped his finger on his forehead, and his face was covered with colorful oil paint.

Ye Chuxiao smacked her lips regretfully, and did not refute the other party's face-saving rhetoric.

And Ye Chuxiao's long knife also cracked a gap.

Once Ye Chuxiao embarks on this path, he will be an enemy to everyone.

"Cutting thoughts, distracting minds, imparting skills, shaping souls... the puzzle is basically complete!"

As for Yan Ju, he carefully put away the jade bottle, put it on his chest, and patted it with his hands.

After leaving the academy world, Duanmulin has become a little 'stiff', but compared to the clown and Xiong Maomao, she still appears independent and agile.

"The reason for the failure is the lack of a soul core. Duanmulin is not a truly complete individual."

But obviously, Ye Chuxiao didn't fall for it.

For several days in succession, Ye Chuxiao waited for Duanmulin to 'repair', while pulling Xindan wool.

She is not exactly the reality of Duanmulin, but more like the rebirth of Duanmulin and Ying Shu after fusion.

When she merged with the blank soul and possessed her own soul core, it was impossible to absorb 'nutrients' from outside through Ye Chuxiao's will.

In other words, Duanmulin's 'self-improvement' function has been replaced by survival itself.

What is false needs to be perfected.

True existence is completeness in itself.

(End of this chapter)