Eternal Soul Emperor

Chapter 292
At this moment, the scene in the center of the ruins was playing back in Xiao Yan's mind.

This scene is where the pagoda was buried by man-made mudslides.

If a part of the scene is restored, it looks like a pile of dried mud, or a small mountain.

Weeds and shrubs have grown over this dry mud pile.

Between the gathering and dispersing of energy, the sound pressure and the powerful energy carried by the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan's violent drink turned into an abstract pile of mud.It looks similar to the abstract hill restored by Dan Xuanhun borrowing the momentum of the monarch.

The thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan has cultivated to the seventh level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and his advantage is that the monarch is powerful.

The advantage of Danxuanhun is that he has a high cultivation base, reaching the ninth level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, but the monarch's aura is not as good as Xiao Yan's Thunderbolt puppet.

Therefore, the abstract site of the ruins that Xiao Yan, the puppet of Thunderbolt, condenses with the aura of the monarch, is as effective as the chaotic hill of Dan Xuanhun.

This abstract pagoda ruins is suspended in the air at this moment.

"Next, it's up to you." Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan turned his eyes to Wen Zhuangyuan and said.

Wen Zhuangyuan nodded.The figure flew up, stepped lightly on the void, and with a big rollover, landed firmly on the abstract pagoda ruins.

With a tap of the storage bag, an ink pen flew out.

Between running snakes and walking, on the abstract ruins, wrote a character of true energy - pagoda.

The law of writing and dao turned into an arc of light, and injected into the characters of true energy through the tip of the brush, and the characters of true energy immediately turned into chaos and swam.

Then touch the Zhenqi character on the tip of the pen, and draw out the last stroke on this Zhenqi character, making a "pause the pen" movement.

The abstract ruins under the feet suddenly showed signs of weathering and denudation, as if peeling off the shell covering the rough jade.

Under the action of the sharp weapon of the Law of Wen Dao, the abstract ruins of the pagoda were carved into a pagoda.

The shape is lifelike and very clear.

Looking at his masterpiece, Wen Zhuangyuan's expression was subtle and complicated: "Although this tower is realistic, it only carved the outside, and the inside is unknown to me."

"And, even the outside is just a picture in my mind. It's far from the original."

The original has been swallowed by mudslides.

"If you want to carve out the scenes inside, or every detail inside, you must visit the inside of the pagoda and conduct on-the-spot investigations before the disaster occurs."

"It's clearly impossible for us."

"Except for Dan Xuanhun, I am afraid that no one can clearly remember every scene in it."

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Xiao Yan, the puppet of Thunderbolt heard this, and comforted him: "This is enough, at least you have successfully completed the carving."

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Wen Zhuangyuan nodded and said, "Everything will be known by this time tomorrow!"

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"From now until tomorrow, I plan to practice." Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan said.

"Cultivate in this small place?" Wen Zhuangyuan asked.

"Hmm. For me, I just need to meditate in situ." Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan said.

Wen Zhuangyuan nodded: "Okay, I will stand guard for you. You can practice quietly."

The thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan thanked him, then sat cross-legged on the spot, watching his nose, nose and heart, and entered the state of cultivation.

During this period, Wen Zhuangyuan carefully restored every detail on the seven-story pagoda that had just been carved.

This pagoda is condensed by the true energy of the thunder puppet Xiao Yan, so it is easy to be manipulated by the master.

One day passed quickly.

At this time the next day, Wen Zhuangyuan was lying on his back on the top of the pagoda, counting the time in his heart.

Now is the scheduled gathering time for Dan Xuanhun. If he is late, it may bring adverse effects.

Suddenly, the seven-story pagoda under her became smaller and smaller. Wen Zhuangyuan realized something, rolled over and watched the pagoda shrink to the size of a foot.

Finally fluttering towards the palm of the puppet Xiao Yan...

Xiao Yan, the thunderbolt puppet, held the small and exquisite pagoda, carefully admired it, and praised it.

With his current cultivation base, with the help of the monarch's aura, he can only condense into an abstract entity.

And with the help of Wen Zhuangyuan's literary principles, it is possible to carve this abstract entity into a highly clear and realistic existence.

Because the pagoda incorporates the laws of civil and military affairs, it has more than one owner, but there are primary and secondary ones.

In this continent that respects martial arts, martial arts disciples are undoubtedly its number one masters.

"Xiao Yan, you look good, you must have made a breakthrough?" Wen Zhuangyuan said pleasantly.

Xiao Yan, the Thunderbolt puppet, nodded.

Wen Zhuangyuan gave congratulations, frowned slightly, and said in a clear voice: "Oh, by the way, this time tonight is the time when Dan Xuanhun intends to use the law of Wen Dao to engrave the memory picture, in case something goes wrong, I'm afraid ..."

Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan was ashamed and said, "Then you should go back quickly. You and I, at least one of you must have seen the details of the scene inside the pagoda. Only by combining civil and military methods can we carve out the scene inside the pagoda."

"After Dan Xuanhun borrows the law of writing and Taoism to carve out the inside of the pagoda site, you will be able to see the details inside."

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Wen Zhuangyuan nodded confidently when he heard the words: "At that time, we will be able to go deep into the pagoda replica, enter an independent law to open up a space, and visit all the people and things related to it."

The replica of the human soul and the earth city used for deduction are all related to the carved memory pictures.

"Moreover, we can also enter and exit the Tucheng through the teleportation vortex hole inside, and reach the Sovereign Heaven, so there is more room for maneuver." Wen Zhuangyuan said full of expectation.

The teleportation vortex inside is generated by the power of law, and is used to connect interrelated spaces.

Xiao Yan, the Thunderbolt puppet, raised his small face slightly when he heard the words, and smiled faintly full of anticipation.

At this moment, after a day and a night of practice, he has broken through to the eighth level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, the monarch's aura is even stronger, and the shadow under him can already leave the human body.

"Oh, that's right. The small and exquisite pagoda in your palm doesn't only know one master?" Wen Zhuangyuan joked.

"Of course you are also its master, you can issue instructions to it, but..." Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan said condescendingly.

"But you have to get your consent in advance, right? This is understandable." Wen Zhuangyuan spread his hands and said.

Xiao Yan, the Thunderbolt puppet, smiled sarcastically.

With a thought, the small and exquisite pagoda on the palm gradually increased in size, and finally became a seven-story building, which landed more than ten meters away.

This is a physical pagoda, and the space inside has not yet been opened up.

While the thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan was in operation, a powerful aura of a monarch was revealed through the light shadow under his feet.

Shadow gradation is clear.

With a thought, the shadow broke away from the human body and moved towards the seven-story pagoda along the surface of the ground.

Under the effect of this monarch's aura, the inner space of the pagoda was opened up, but it was very rough. ——With the current eighth-level cultivation of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, Xiao Yan, the Thunderbolt puppet, is still unable to independently develop a clear memory scene. Only the combination of civil and martial arts can make the memory picture into a realistic scene.

But at least there is such a space.

This space is very simple, just a big grid.

"Time is running out, you should go in and experience it first." Thunderbolt puppet Xiao Yan said with a sneer.

Wen Zhuangyuan shrugged helplessly, entered the pagoda, glanced around, there was nothing inside except her.

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At this time, from outside the pagoda, the voice of Xiao Yan, the thunderbolt puppet, came out.

"I have already transmitted a set of independent souls into the pagoda through the shadow. Now you (the deputy master) only need to drink and release part of the sound pressure to make it condense."

"Then, with this shadow, you can indirectly control this pagoda."

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Wen Zhuangyuan twitched his lips. In the mainland where martial arts are respected, the real masters will always be martial arts disciples.Primary and secondary cannot be overridden.

Nodding, in the closed grid, Wen Zhuangyuan gave a clear voice, and a cloud of emptiness loomed in front of her, but it was very vague.

The sound pressure is not enough, try again.

"drink!"

Wen Zhuangyuan gave another clear voice.

The fuzzy energy group gradually took shape, and it looked vaguely human.

But it was still not clear enough, Wen Zhuangyuan stared coquettishly, and drank out again, and drank three times in a row.

"Drink~"

"Drink~"

"Drink~"

"Hehehehe..." At the end of the drink, Wen Zhuangyuan covered his mouth with his hands and couldn't help laughing out loud.

A pair of clear eyes, at this moment, are sparkling and shimmering, like a sparkling lake, rippling out the endless charm and charm of a young girl.

(End of this chapter)