Deviating from the World: The Dark-bellied Demon Venerable is too presumptuous

Chapter 390 You Think Too Much
And it shouldn't be, if this soul is in this world, it's unreasonable, it's really strange.

"That's right, some time ago I suddenly felt that wonderful feeling, it was different, it was the first time, but when I wanted to find it, it disappeared," Ling Yehuang said affirmatively.

So this time, he thought about slowly trying to see if he could break through that level of strength, so as to feel the existence of that soul.

"It shouldn't be, just one soul, one soul cannot be reincarnated alone, and after so many years, how could it be possible for you to feel it, it should be because you think about it every day and dream at night." The white-haired old man just didn't believe it.

If a person is born with an incomplete soul, it can only be said that the soul was damaged in the previous life or the previous life, resulting in the death of a certain soul.

In this way, even if this soul is reincarnated as a human in the vast sea of ​​people, it will have a little less soul, and it will be a little different compared to normal people.

In layman's terms, it means incomplete personality, or low intelligence or cultivation talent, like a waste material.

But Ling Yehuang is different, his soul is powerful, although he lacks that soul, he is still the same as a normal person.

If there is one thing different about him, it is that he is cold, not close to women, and nothing else can interest him except cultivation, but his emotional intelligence is a bit low.

As soon as the white-haired old man's words came out, Ling Yehuang frowned, and he couldn't be wrong with the familiar and mysterious feeling of "impossible".

But from the corner of the eye, he saw that his master was also distressed, as if he wanted to help him find out if he was really what he looked like, but Ling Yehuang, who wanted to argue hard, suddenly stopped.

For so many years, for his own affairs, his master has been running around a lot, looking for a way to restore the soul.

In fact, the soul is lacking. If it is really a mother's womb, if you can find powerful natural materials and earth treasures in the later stage, you can refine special medicine to restore the soul.

This kind of treasure of heaven, material and earth can even make a person who lacks a soul stronger, so that he can make up for the missing soul, which is feasible.

"What?" the white-haired old man asked after hearing Ling Yehuang's words, he was stunned for a while, he was thinking just now and couldn't hear clearly.

Ling Yehuang pursed her lips and smiled, with a relieved expression on her face, "It's nothing, maybe it's just like the master said, maybe it's my feeling that's wrong, I'm studying how to break through that layer recently."

The white-haired old man's face changed instantly, with a coaxing expression, "Good apprentice, let's not break through this level now, you are still young, wait until your soul becomes stronger with cultivation, we are not in a hurry."

What Ling Yehuang wanted to say was that he was in a hurry, but in order not to worry his master, he nodded seriously, "Okay, not in a hurry."

"That's right. With your current strength, it's just that you don't want to make a move. No one can do anything to you." The white-haired old man patted Ling Yehuang on the shoulder and said.

Besides, my apprentice has so many hole cards, I heard that he just got an artifact some time ago, which is enough for him to run wild.

Seeing that Ling Yehuang listened, the white-haired old man said some comforting words, and then left the room. He knew that if he continued talking, Ling Yehuang might get impatient and chase him away.

Glancing at the thing on the wall used to record the time, Ling Yehuang pursed her lips and smiled, "It's almost time, should I go over there to see the little girl?".

Ling Yehuang, who was talking to himself, looked a little warm, of course, except for the cold air that emanated from him unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)