Otherworld's Organ Master

Chapter 912
Overcoming rigidity with softness is the best way.

The collection of mental power deposited in the ancient battlefield for many years was stirred up, like a monster that had been sleeping for many years was awakened, and rushed towards the enemy who harassed it—Chang Ming.

Chang Ming formed a soft net of mental power, firmly and softly blocked it out, and at the same time infiltrated more spiritual power into it for dialysis and decomposition.

Although the 49 methods in Feng's inner building are more technical, they can still be combined to find a certain pattern.Chang Ming's own understanding of spiritual power is based on the soul structure. In this way, combining theory with practice, counting the entire Sky Continent, there are not many people who can surpass him in mastering the soul structure!

Going deeper and analyzing layer by layer, Chang Ming became more and more aware of how the monster in front of him was made up.

Over the years, a large number of wills deposited on the ancient battlefield were broken down into countless fragments, some fragments that could not be fused disappeared, and others that were repeatedly accumulated slowly gathered to form a single paranoid spirit.It is integrated with the entire ancient battlefield and is inseparable, and has become the inherent spirit of the ancient battlefield.

With each organ war, this spirit will grow stronger, and at the same time, it will in turn affect all the people participating in the war, making them more susceptible to certain emotions.

After all, what Chang Ming is facing now is actually the will of the ancient battlefield!

It stands to reason that this will is paranoid, single, and incommunicable.It is irrational, and it attacks anyone who disturbs it.Its attack is actually a kind of forced fusion.Just like a big fish eating a small fish, this will is too strong, and it naturally wants to devour all the mental power that is strong enough that it can touch.

But in the process of contact, Chang Ming discovered that somewhere in the depths of these fragments, there was a strange fluctuation faintly.It rises and falls slowly, with a certain rhythm, like the breath of a real life.Even, a certain light of reason came from there, which made Chang Ming feel that as long as he went deep enough, he could communicate with this will!
Undoubtedly this is an adventure.This will is the sum of the spiritual power of tens of thousands of years on the ancient battlefield. Its strength can be imagined, but it is almost unmatched by human beings.Chang Ming can only defend passively now, and all temptations are carried out very carefully.

If he wants to go deep into the depths of this will, he needs to spend more mental power, which will weaken his defense virtually.

After weakening the defense, can he really keep his mental power and not be swallowed by this powerful will?

He didn't hesitate long.In the future, he will go through countless terrifying battles. If he admits defeat at this time, what will he do in the future?
He made up his mind in an instant, turned his current mental power from defense to fusion, and reversed into the will of the ancient battlefield!

At this time, in the eyes of Cao Jiannv and other companions outside, Chang Ming's body suddenly underwent a terrible change.

At that moment, he seemed to have lost his life, his face was extremely gray, and his breathing seemed to be nothing.He was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking forward with piercing eyes.At this time, his cross-legged posture relaxed, his shoulders seemed to be pressed down by an invisible weight, and his whole body was slumped.The most important thing is his eyes, which have changed from clear and powerful to chaotic and empty, as if he has lost his soul!

The female bird was startled, and rushed forward and shouted, "Master, what's wrong with you, master?"

They knew that Chang Ming was fighting against an inexplicable force before, and now that he suddenly became like this, could it be that he lost the battle and his spiritual power was destroyed?
Before she had time to get close to Chang Ming, a gentle force blocked her and threw her aside.Although the female bird looks like a beautiful girl in her 20s, she is actually a first-ranked beast. This attack is because of her impatience. She seems peaceful, but in fact she has amazing strength and is extremely difficult to stop.But this soft force was far stronger than hers, with a light block, she couldn't control her body, and stumbled to the side.

Uncle Hai frowned and shouted: "Don't move! Don't disturb him!"

Before the female bird could react, Cao Jian had already understood.His face was beaming, and he rarely opened his mouth: "You mean, the master is still fighting?"

Uncle Hai didn't speak, and the female bird finally understood, she gave Chang Ming a sorry look, and stood aside more vigilantly.

Uncle Hai fended off the female bird, ignored the two strange beasts, and just stared at Chang Ming closely, with both surprise and joy on his face, as well as vague worries.He murmured silently: "Good boy, you really dare to do it..." His muscles tensed up without a trace, and he was ready to strike at any time, which shows that Chang Ming's current situation is really not an ordinary crisis!
There is no problem with his judgment, Chang Ming is indeed in extreme danger now.

There is a crazy adventurous spirit in his bones, and at this moment, it suddenly broke out. When he gritted his teeth, he only left a small part of his mental strength in his own physical strength. The body of the will of the ancient battlefield became one with it.

The will of the ancient battlefield is composed of countless wills over tens of thousands of years, and there is a certain order in the chaos.Chang Ming dived all the way in, just trying to find the order in the deepest part of it.

Perceiving the surrounding situation directly with mental power will only make people more sensitive.At this moment, Chang Ming's spirit was directly in contact with all kinds of emotional turbulence, and a large number of fragmentary thoughts and feelings poured into his consciousness, shaking him strongly.

It is because people have feelings, and people's feelings are easily influenced by other people, resulting in violent fluctuations.You will also feel sad when others cry bitterly, and a happy laugh can easily infect others... This is always the case, not to mention this direct contact.

Gradually, these emotions penetrated into Chang Ming's will, and merged with his original spiritual power, as if they had become his own emotions.

Outside, his expression began to change, sometimes ferocious, sometimes angry, sometimes calm, and sometimes sad.

As the name suggests, the ancient battlefield has been a battlefield for tens of thousands of years, and the negative emotions here far outweigh the joy and joy.So most of the time, Chang Ming's expression is gloomy and violent, as if he will stand up at any time and tear everything around him.

Cao Jian female bird and the others looked at him nervously, and Uncle Hai was also tense, ready to strike at any time.But no matter how Chang Ming's expression changed, he always sat on the ground, sitting firmly, without even a slight sway.

As time passed bit by bit, Chang Ming's expression gradually eased and became peaceful.Uncle Hai's face showed shock, his lips twitched, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

At this time, Chang Ming firmly defended himself under the will of the ancient battlefield, and even began to adapt to its existence.His willpower is extremely firm, like a reef in a torrent, firmly rooted in the depths, and the washing of the waves can only pass by him, and it will never change him at all.

At the same time, he is still diving in, he wants to untie the many impurities that bind this will, and find its deepest essence!

The torrent passed him, coming in with a strong emotion, and then going away.Chang Ming kept his inner clarity and stability, and tried hard to find it.

The will of the ancient battlefield is like a huge cocoon, wrapped in all the deposited spiritual fragments, this cocoon seems to be infinitely thick, no matter how much you search, you can't find anything other than this.

But Chang Ming firmly believed that there was something else, otherwise, it couldn't have existed for so long, and it couldn't have become so powerful.There must be something connecting it!

After an unknown amount of time, Chang Ming's body shook, his expression suddenly blanked out.Grief, despair, anger, agitation, and even the last An Xiang completely disappeared, and Chang Ming's expression turned into a blank, nothing.

The female bird didn't dare to touch him casually anymore, and asked nervously, "What's going on?"

Uncle Hai's body relaxed, he snorted, and turned around: "The boy is capable, good luck, he found the right owner!"

He randomly found a rock and sat down, and stopped staring at Chang Ming, as if he didn't care about what happened at all, and he seemed to know everything.

Chang Ming felt it!

After a long time, after countless fragmentary and chaotic wills washed away, he finally reached the core of the thick cocoon, and felt what was buried in the depths.

It was a firm and chaotic huge breath.It seems a bit strange to put these two words together, but this is indeed Chang Ming's biggest feeling.

Its essence is very deep and firm, almost unshakable.But it's very quiet now, like asleep.It is inherently attractive, attracting all the free wills of the ancient battlefield.Since it was asleep and did not express anything, these free wills replaced it, acting as if it were its body, extremely chaotic.

What Chang Ming captures now is its essence.It is warm and steady, with a faint pulsation, and only slightly moves every so long.As soon as Chang Ming's will touched it, he immediately felt an extremely peaceful feeling, which made him wish he could fall asleep with it.

It was just a momentary feeling, Chang Ming quickly controlled himself and woke up.His mental power turned into a soft blanket, clinging to the core of willpower, gently "stroking" it.

In this continuous touching, there was some movement in that will, and the frequency of the ups and downs was obviously faster than before.

At this time, the chaotic will outside is still tearing Chang Ming's spirit, Chang Ming remains unmoved and continues to touch this core will.

After a long time, the surroundings suddenly became calm!The chaotic airflow violently tearing at the surrounding air suddenly disappeared, and a huge will suddenly descended, suppressing all chaotic consciousness!

The thick fog on the ancient battlefield was originally torn like a piece of rag, but now it slowly gathered and became thicker.In the end, the white mist formed a huge human figure on the ancient battlefield. It gathered and dispersed, and the loud voice echoed in the minds of several people present: "Who is coming, why do you want to alarm me?" ?”

Chang Ming slowly opened his eyes and looked at the huge fog in front of him. He smiled slightly and introduced himself: "My name is Chang Ming, and I woke you up!"

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