There are gaps in the road

Chapter 176 Morning King Xiao Chi?

"As expected, without me, you still can't do it!" Ying Shu's voice, which had been missing for a long time, sounded from Ye Chuxiao's heart.

Perhaps because of the loss of that sense of awe, Ye Chuxiao even has a feeling of "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you quite a lot" at this moment.

Of course, these are just some trivial emotions.

If it helps to break through her cultivation base, Ye Chuxiao will mercilessly wring off Ying Shu's beautiful little head.

Compared with six years ago, this time Ye Chuxiao felt the obvious rhythm of his heart, and he could even launch a spiritual counterattack following this rhythm after expanding his domain.

Again, obtaining the realm of artistic conception is only a symbolic ability of artistic conception, but it is by no means the whole of artistic conception.

Just like all the previous realms, every level of advancement is a comprehensive improvement from the body to the soul.

And the higher the realm, the more impressive the improvement obtained every time you cross the realm.

At this moment, Ye Chuxiao restrained the urge to counterattack immediately, subdued his heart, kept his rationality outside, and looked on coldly from the third perspective like an outsider.

The connection of Xindan is very subtle, even if there are almost endless methods in the heavens and worlds, there are few magical methods like Xindan, which can help the artistic conception break through the indefinite state.

This also means that even though Ye Chuxiao far surpasses Ying Shu in terms of intuitive combat power, he can't be arbitrarily relaxed in the game of Xindan at this moment.

"Yes! You are right!"

"Besides, if I leave like this, I will still be a little bit unwilling after all." Ye Chuxiao said this, as if giving a reason to call Ying Shu back.

"Closer slowly, you can try to touch the cauldron with your fingers, slowly...don't worry, I will teach you a peeping fingering technique, if there is any potential danger, before touching, your finger You will feel the pain first." Ying Shu said, and directly taught the luck formula of fingering.

The formula is not profound, but the technique of using breath is quite ingenious.

Ye Chuxiao could have started directly, but she deliberately delayed for a few minutes before reaching out to touch the cauldron.

The fingers approached slowly, but without any warning.

There was danger originally, but for Ye Chuxiao now, it was no longer dangerous.

His fingers lightly passed through a layer of substance like an oil film, and his fingertips finally touched the cold body of the cauldron.

In an instant, a large number of complicated and fragmented pictures hit Ye Chuxiao's soul with great impact. Even though he has been tested in this area for a long time, he still feels that it is too fragmented.

Just like watching a movie, watching a two-hour movie with a complete story line and clear logic is always more comfortable and more experiential than watching a two-hour messy and completely chaotic edited screen fragment.

The memories from monks that Ye Chuxiao digested in the past are like unique movies.

But at this moment, what he was enduring was fragmentary editing that was many times larger.

These pictures are extremely chaotic, connected up and down for thousands of years, from the bloody sacrifices of ignorance and wildness, to the catastrophe of depression and collapse of all things, the destruction of mountains and rivers, and the prosperity and decline of different dynasties... All kinds of things happened in the long river of time All the impressions in Ye Chuxiao's memory were put into Ye Chuxiao's memory by this Yunmeng cauldron.

One moment he seemed to be in the Tianxiong tribe more than 3000 years ago, but the next moment he landed in the dying Ogaki Chaohaojing, witnessing the most prosperous scene of this dynasty.

According to legend, the Yunmeng Great Ding was cast by Emperor Xia, but its function and origin seem to be longer and longer than what Ye Chuxiao thought and imagined.

If Ye Chuxiao hadn't reached the state of mind and his mind was firm and stable, this wave of shock might have broken his mind.

Of course, even if it's okay, it's really okay to behave badly.

The moment Ye Chuxiao received the message, she reversed the concept. From Ying Shu's perspective, it was she who bore the first wave of the torrent of information for Ye Chuxiao.

Even so, Ye Chuxiao pretended to spend a while before he managed to recover.

"The ones just now...?" Ye Chuxiao asked Ying Shu.

Ying Shu also slowed down for a while, and then said: "That is the broken consciousness of Yunmeng Dingding! It is an extremely, extremely rare artifact for the country, and it has the function of stabilizing the water vapor of the earth veins, but its own consciousness is Broken, squeezed to the surface, when you touch it, it instinctively regards you as a new 'host'."

"If I hadn't blocked you in the front, your self-cognition should have been deviated now, and you no longer think of yourself as a human being, but a tripod."

Ying Shu's judgment was still very accurate.

Ye Chuxiao also has nothing to add for the time being.

And let Ying Shu continue to play.

"Is that so? It seems that I owe you another favor!" Ye Chu Xiaopo responded with some fear, and then took two small steps back.

"Don't move! Don't go! There will be no similar dangers anymore. The original spiritual consciousness of Yunmeng Dingding has been dispelled, which means that there is another consciousness parasitic in Yunmeng Dingding, replacing the original spirit s position."

"This consciousness most likely belongs to Morning King Xiao Chi."

"Finding the morning king Xiao Chi will solve many unsolved doubts in the past 100 years."

"Morning King Xiao Chi and Tang Sutong, one before the other, two generations of Tianjiao, although they are extremely dazzling, but they have also buried and obliterated too much of the past, causing many stories in our world to have serious chronology. " Ying Shu said excitedly.

Tianjiao's growth is destined not to be peaceful.

That is to say, whether it is the morning king Xiao Chi or Tang Sutong, they have killed a large number of so-called seniors, as well as strong people who appeared in the same generation.

The demise of these senior masters and peer powerhouses all represent some secret pasts that have been almost completely buried.

In the same way, knowing these secret and unknown pasts is equivalent to being able to find and open one treasure house after another that no one knows about.

For example, Xiao Chi, King of the Morning, must have killed some senior monks who had confronted him. Although those senior monks were not as powerful as Xiao Chi, their accumulation over the years was very rich. No one knew the whereabouts of his family, if he could get some clues from Xiao Chi, wouldn't he be able to inherit the treasure?
What's more, Xiao Chi himself is a huge treasure.

Although there is no evidence to prove that he has broken through the infinity.

However, based on the achievements of Chen Wang Xiao Chi, it is very possible that he had indeed entered the Unsettled Realm during his lifetime.

Thinking of all kinds of possibilities, even with Ye Chuxiao's current state of mind, it is inevitable that he will feel a little turbulent.

"There is another doubt. The Yunmeng Great Ding can gather so many Dao rhymes. Is it from itself, or the morning king Xiao Chi, or because the tripod is placed on the Daheng Dragon Vein? Or is it because of a combination of the three? Being together, the accidental factor formed?" Ye Chuxiao thought to himself, shielding this idea, so that Ying Shu should not know about it.

Before experiencing six years of time and space travel, Ye Chuxiao might have thought that the more than 1000 wisps of Dao Yun were rare...but they were not unique.

Perhaps some unique artifacts and special methods can form similar effects.

Now that he has a profound realm and is well-informed, he feels even more that the agglomeration of many Dao rhymes is so inconceivable.

From the Barren Dou world to the academy world and the island world, I have never heard of a similar situation. Even for the monks of the artistic conception, the Taoist rhyme is still very precious.

This explains some problems from the side.

His fingers touched the Yunmeng cauldron again.

In the Yunmeng cauldron, the consciousness that was sleeping and cultivating seemed to be shaken, showing signs of slowly waking up.

"You can't let him wake up now, or you won't be able to control him at all."

"Follow me now and do it quickly. Squeeze potential and consume life." Ying Shu's voice sounded urgently, as if she had just suddenly noticed the possibility of awakening the soul stored in the cauldron.

But how is this possible!
She must have expected it a long time ago, but deliberately used a relaxed attitude to dispel Ye Chuxiao's doubts, and guided Ye Chuxiao step by step to gamble her life at this moment.

To Ying Shu, Ye Chuxiao's life and death are not that important.

At this moment, obtaining the Yunmeng Great Cauldron and controlling the soul of the suspected morning king Xiao Chi is the most critical.

Ye Chuxiao gritted her teeth and followed Ying Shu's instruction, and began to cast a special formula.

The changes in the fingers are fast, and the words are also muttering in the mouth.

"Witch... No! It's really a witch. This set seems mysterious and mysterious, but it's actually poison in sugar. In the final analysis, it is for me to take the initiative to transform into a lock at the cost of consuming my life force and soul to lock this moment. , the soul in the cauldron that has no ability to resist."

"Since I am the lock, then of course she is the key."

"After this trick is over, she can abandon me and go directly to negotiate terms with the soul in the cauldron...that's despicable!" Ye Chuxiao thought to herself, and passed on the part of killing the soul to Xindan above.

As for the consumption of a little vitality, it is insignificant to Ye Chuxiao.

As a cultivator of the artistic conception who broke through the realm of the wild fight, his long life is like the moon in the well and the flower in the mirror. What is consumed at this time is actually not really there.

If Ye Chuxiao couldn't break through to the Indeterminate Realm, even if he had the vitality to live for 1 years, he would die due to limitations and defects at the time of his [-]th birthday.

"Wait, you used it wrong..." Ying Shu wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Her soul, twisted together with the vitality consumed by Ye Chuxiao, turned into an invisible lock, and landed on the soul in the cauldron.

And the key to nothingness is in the hands of Ye Chuxiao and Ying Shu at the same time.

The operation of the magic formula was over, and the soul that had signs of awakening seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.

Ye Chuxiao frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

If this soul is the morning king Xiao Chi, then his 'performance' at this time will inevitably seem unreal.

But if it wasn't Xiao Chi, who would this soul in the cauldron be?

"Okay! Very good! I didn't expect that you were still hiding traitors, but you were actually capable. You cracked my formula in an instant, and then drew inferences from one instance, and transferred the part aimed at the soul to the heart core."

"It seems that I underestimated your talent." Ying Shu's voice sounded much weaker.

After the blow just now, half of the Sancheng Xindan in Ye Chuxiao's body was cut off out of thin air.

In other words, Ye Chuxiao's body now only has [-]% of Xindan.

Ying Shu can have less influence and interference on him.

And the half that was cut off turned into a 'lock' and fell on the soul in the cauldron. In a sense, the soul in the cauldron was also forcibly included in this heart pill game.

"Thank you for the compliment. After all, you are going to sacrifice me as an abandoned son, and I can't remain indifferent." Ye Chuxiao confided in her 'thoughts' in a small way, but did she really mean her thoughts?
Ying Shu gritted her teeth in hatred, but in Ye Chuxiao's heart, she let out a chuckle like a silver bell.

"That's great! I really trained you very well."

"Okay, I think it's not a loss at all to eat you now!" Ying Shu threatened.

Then he took the initiative to change the subject: "Attention, he's awake, he's just pretending."

"You get in touch with him and test whether he is Xiao Chi!"

Obviously, Ying Shu was also a little puzzled, after all, there are no worthless people under a great reputation.

If it was really Xiao Chi, even if he was attacked by surprise, he was unprepared... he shouldn't have fallen into control like this.

Everything came too easily.

But soon, Ying Shu and Ye Chuxiao felt that it was too early to draw conclusions!

Ding Nei's soul seemed to be stretched.

Then, pulling left and right, he tore off the lock that Ye Chuxiao and Ying Shu joined forces to put on him.

After being torn off, it was directly broken into pieces and absorbed as nutrients.

When the suction came, Ye Chuxiao didn't take the initiative to resist, and was sucked into a special space.

In the blank space, the ground is like a dry pool, and above the pool, there is a throne.

The person covered in black armor and wearing a Shura mask sat on the throne, looking down at Ye Chuxiao, his gaze was full of scrutiny.

"What year is it now?" The person on the throne asked Ye Chuxiao.

Ye Chuxiao called Ying Shu a few times, wondering if she really lost her sense, but Ying Shu didn't answer.

"In the second year of Qingfeng, the year name was just changed. About 100 years have passed since your year. I don't know the exact time..." Ye Chuxiao said calmly.

Although he was pulled into this inexplicable space, he could leave whenever he wanted.

He still has the artifact with the Wujian feature.

"Hmph! The emperor has too many years."

"It's been seven years since Baohe, how many years has it been?" the person on the throne asked.

Ye Chuxiao said: "I don't know, I don't remember the origin of the year."

"Who cares about this?"

"Who is the current Emperor Daheng?"

"But it's still Xiao Bao'er?" the person on the throne continued to ask.

Judging from this tone and tone, it should be the morning king Xiao Chi right?

But judging by Ye Chuxiao's intuition, there's still something weird about it.

It's just where the weirdness is, I don't know!
Xiao Baoer is exactly the baby name of the first emperor of Daheng, but it is not his proper name. Those who call him like this are mostly the elders of the royal family... and after the first emperor succeeds to the throne, in fact, even if it is the elders of the royal family, there should be no one. so called.

This seemed to prove once again that this person should be Xiao Chi.

"That's what's wrong. He seems to want to prove that he is Xiao Chi, but he seems stiff instead."

"If he is not Xiao Chi, then who is he?" A big question mark appeared in Ye Chuxiao's mind.

　The child at home is not feeling well, it took some time, and the update is a bit late, everyone forgive me!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)