Life Control Chart

Counting heartbeats again, the absolute darkness and not being able to feel time is the most painful torture. Others are spending their time in deep sleep, only Mu Daier keeps his eyes open, his heart is no longer numb, so he doesn't feel it's hard.

An opportunity, he needs an opportunity to strengthen himself, Shi Yu has a new goal, whether it works or not, it's better than doing nothing.

"Snap! Snap!" The sharp whip finally hit him, Mu Daier got up happily and ran towards Master Ben.

"Damn it, why is this kid so abnormal, I haven't beaten him enough!" Brother Cai looked at Mu Daier who had just hit him, and he ran away. The whip in his hand had no direction. In the past, Shi Yu would react after at least three or five whips, but this time he ran away after just one whip.

"Master Ben, lie down comfortably and watch how I serve you this time. Hey, I've been thinking about it for a long time before I came up with a new idea." Mu Dai'er pinched Master Ben's neck diligently and kept flattering him.

"Yeah, you're quite interesting. You used to be scared like a dog. I didn't dare to talk unless I asked. Why are you so diligent and talkative this time?" Master Ben was very satisfied with the strength of Mu Dai'er's pinching. He kicked him again. I don't know who got the bad luck because he didn't feel comfortable.

"Master Ben, I just want to serve you more comfortably. I dare to talk only when I have a way." Mu Dai'er said with a smile, "Let these idiots go away and watch how I can make Master Ben so comfortable that he doesn't need others to serve him anymore.

"Hahaha, you have a heart. Okay, get out! Get out! "Master Ben stood up and kicked all the people who were giving massages far away one by one. This time he was in a good mood and did not kick hard. Those people got up and left in a hurry.

Shi Yu did not boast that he really knew how to massage, because he was the only one here who still had memories. He still vaguely remembered that Gao Meng took him to enjoy himself, and the way those women touched bones with their soft hands was much better than this group of rough old men who could only grab muscles and pinch them hard.

Master Ben fell asleep quickly, and Shi Yu still did not stop. He was waiting, waiting for those who had just served Master Ben to fall asleep.

All the vitality and spiritual flames were quiet, only gushing spontaneously, no longer swaying slightly, only Shi Yu's beam was still fluctuating.

Shi Yu's hands pinched every inch of Master Ben's muscles and skin, no matter how disgusting it was, he did not miss any corner, he wanted to confirm that this most terrible prisoner The disciple, indeed, fell into a deep sleep.

Shi Yu's hand touched the fontanelle of Master Ben, where Shi Yu's fingers could feel a slight pulsation. He continued to press and knead without any abnormality, and his fingertips passed through the closed bone seam of the skull. This is the most vulnerable part of the cultivator. As long as a finger is gently inserted, there is no room for recovery.

Master Ben moaned comfortably and twisted his neck slightly. Shi Yu's five fingers hurriedly brushed gently at his fontanelle. The slightly itchy and comfortable feeling made Master Ben's mouth curl up in his sleep.

Stopping the action, Shi Yu removed the palm that was pressing on Master Ben's head, quietly stepped back two steps, and lay down beside Master Ben. No one had ever dared to sleep so close to Master Ben before, and the whole darkness was completely silent.

Shi Yu called out the two brothers and sisters, and said without wasting time: "I want to leave here, there is no time to waste. Mu Liu, you control my body, just follow my method just now, I want to leave my soul. "

"Soul out of the body!" Mu Liu and Mu Li exclaimed. This was equivalent to giving up their bodies and letting Mu Liu control them. Moreover, the soul out of the body was extremely fragile, and anyone here could easily destroy it.

"Yes, I'm too weak. Anyone here is stronger than me. I must become stronger as soon as possible."

"What are you going to do?" Mu Liu asked.

"First strengthen the soul. There are ready-made nutrients here." Shi Yu answered calmly.

"Ready-made nutrients? What do you mean?"

"The guys who pretended to be dead. Their bodies have exhausted their strength, only the soul is still there, devour them." Shi Yu's soul trembled slightly, as if it was not easy for him to make this decision.

"Devouring the soul?" The brother and sister were also startled, and their eyes changed when they looked at Shi Yu.

"This... is not like you..." Mu Liu asked bravely.

"Do I still have a choice? Then what do you think I should do now? "Shi Yu looked over coldly, and Mu Liu felt a chill on his spine.

"Their spirits are just exhausted and sleeping, but they are not necessarily weak. Don't steal the chicken and lose the rice." Mu Li saw that the situation was not good and Shi Yu was getting a little extreme, so he interrupted and reminded Shi Yu that it was not easy.

"I am sure!" Shi Yu glanced at Mu Liu, turned his head and looked at Mu Li, "The body of the fake dead person is weak and will not alarm others, which is the best choice to attack. Moreover, there are Yinhao who have imprisoned and weakened spirits here. Everyone has amnesia and confusion. The fake dead monks should not be able to withstand my soul invasion.

Originally, I wanted to attack Master Ben first, but he was too alert. He reacted as soon as I wanted to move. I thought that the people here were just living instinctively, but it seems that it is not the case, at least Master Ben is not. "

Shi Yu suddenly remembered that Master Ben was still asking for a massage, and Brother Cai was still beating others, which was not the case that the others knew nothing. Moreover, only Master Ben said that it was dark here, and no one else mentioned it. Even before he awakened, he didn't think there was anything wrong with this endless darkness! Shocked, Shi Yu gave up the idea of ​​starting with them first.

"Aren't you afraid of exploding when you swallow them randomly? How much cultivation do you have? No matter how weak those who are pretending to die are, they can't be swallowed by you, right?" Mu Liu reminded Shi Yu carefully, he thought Shi Yu couldn't find him When you are desperate for a way out of trouble, you have to fight to the death by breaking the pot and throwing it.

"It's okay. My physique is different from that of ordinary people. How about you two give it a try? There aren't many opportunities to get it for free," Shi Yu said.

"Forget it, we have managed to survive until now, and we don't have the ability to devour this kind of power. It's better for you to enjoy it yourself." Mu Liu shook his head repeatedly.

"Young master, please be careful, but how can you come back? We can't take away this monk who faked his death!" Mu Li asked.

"It doesn't matter, you can just lie down and take a nap close to my escaped body at any time. I will find an opportunity to come back when I'm done. It's too far away and I'm afraid I won't be able to detect the trap."

After the three people discussed it carefully, Shi Yu's soul slowly shrank, trying its best to wrap the world soul, and then quickly came out of the body, and in the blink of an eye, it submerged into the layers of fake death pads under Master Ben. The sleeping people did not feel anything. aware.

As soon as Shi Yu entered the body of the suspended monk, he tried to feel everything in the dark prison of the outside world just like he was in his own body, but it was really blurry and abnormal. Apart from being able to vaguely feel where his body was, he couldn't detect anything else.

"Forget it, let's leave it to Mu Liu. This old boy has been around Tong Rixing for so long without being exposed, so he should be fine!" Shi Yu comforted himself silently and began to look at the space he had entered.

When Shi Yu's soul wanders in his body, he feels that every meridian is like a thoroughfare to the sky, as if the sea of ​​body and soul up and down are wide and lofty, full of infinite vitality, and the ocean of Yuanli, which symbolizes the power of the soul, is light within it. Lightly rippling, it is a wonderful world of its own.

But here, the dry and shriveled meridians are no more than a country road, the shrunken and collapsed soul sea is only a hundred feet in radius, and as for the power of the soul, it has no power at all.

From what he could see, Shi Yu felt that this was a truly desolate and decadent place, even more desolate than the most desolate desert he had ever seen. But at least, it's no longer absolute darkness here.

After exploring several soul seas, Shi Yu finally found his target.

The soul of the monk in suspended animation glowed dimly, like a shriveled fruit hanging high in a spherical empty room with a radius of only a hundred feet, which seemed too cramped and hazy. A few gray and thin threads hang lifelessly from the soul, just like the dusty spider threads dragged down by the old house that has been in disrepair for a long time.

Shi Yu looked around and slowly moved towards the pale light. He was quite worried about the countless silver specks on the light. He didn't know how many years the monk had been pretending to be dead, but he was still so close. He hasn't had any reaction yet.

It wasn't until Shi Yu got so close that he was only a few inches away, and flicked out a strand of vitality towards the soul to test whether he was still alive. Only then did the withered soul become weak and emit the slightest fluctuation, following the spider web-like fine threads.

The silk slowly wriggled outward, but this was clearly caused by the energy injected by Shi Yu himself, and there was no reaction from the soul.

"Alas." He sighed. This monk had obviously lost his intelligence early and could no longer die. He was not pretending to die.

The power of the dead monks has long been wiped out in the endless years. Only part of the soul cannot be dissipated under the shackles of the silver hair, so that the monks who are still alive have the illusion of immortality towards these dead people. , if it were not for these silver cents, the soul would have been emptied out at the moment when the monk's mind disappeared, and there would be no such thing as fake death.

"It seems that this silver coin is not only imprisoning the memory of the soul, but also erasing the spiritual wisdom, allowing these people to live meaninglessly until the last moment of their lives. Why?" Shi Yu couldn't help asking himself, and at the same time, I was secretly glad that if I hadn't been protected by the soul of the world, and Mu Liu Muli happened to sneak in, I would never have been able to escape.

I suddenly appeared next to this group of prisoners, but no one was curious to ask about my origins, no one cared about my strength, and no one wanted to search for anything. This was not normal in any case. Unfortunately, these monks couldn't tell him anything, and Shi Yu himself couldn't figure it out either.

Shi Yu stared at the remnants of the soul in front of him, constantly reminding himself that these Shenyu prisoners were Shenyu's enemies, and Shenyu's enemies were the people he hated the most, so there was nothing wrong with swallowing them.

Closing my eyes, I recalled the heart-wrenching scenes. The master's intestines were torn apart, his body and head were missing, his parents' limbs were separated and their blood flowed all over the ground, the imperial palace was breached, and the clear streams and clear ponds were blown to ashes... Shi Yu's heart gradually became cold, and he opened his eyes and said indifferently: This is the Yuanling formed by a large piece of soul. It is the legacy left to me by the ancestors of Shenyu! It's only natural for me to use it! I must become stronger!

No longer hesitating, Shi Yu slowly leaned forward and completely wrapped up the exhausted soul. Several faint light cone-shaped soul thorns poked out from his soul, avoiding the silver hair and slowly penetrated into the depth of the soul. Suck it to your heart's content.

If, as Shi Yu guessed, only the power of the soul near Yinhao was imprisoned, only a small part of this large group of soul was available. Even so, Shi Yu swallowed it with great joy, as if he had drank a large amount of it. A glass of mellow wine, and the strong drunkenness instantly washed away the heavy sorrow.

Every monk who fell into suspended animation was once a powerful person who dominated the world. Shi Yu could judge from the weakness of his own spiritual flame that the worst of these people should be as strong as Yuan Jiezun. As for Mr. Ben, I'm afraid he's already at the level of a senior brother. Haha, I actually wanted to sneak attack on him. I was overestimating my capabilities.

The monks who had long been dried up and dead were naturally not as broad-minded as the healthy monks, but Shi Yu was still too small compared to them. The soul that seemed to be extremely dry and withered still kept pouring essence into Shi Yu, almost making Shi Yu's soul full and burst. This kind of growth was not only the growth of strength, but also the improvement of essence. Shi Yu felt that he was baptized again and again with his soul, and was raised step by step. His confidence swelled to the point that he thought he could control the whole world with his soul alone.

"Instead of living in such a daze and ignorance, it's better to die early! You can leave more for me." Shi Yu plundered and despised, and he laughed in his contempt. If he hadn't been lucky enough to awaken, wouldn't he be the same as them?

When the soul of the fake dead monk was plundered by Shi Yu, the silver-white ox-hair needles lost their host and turned into light spots and disappeared. The monk finally lost the appearance of vitality and completely turned into a dry skin.

Shi Yu was quietly suspended in the air. Since the soul and spirit were connected, Shi Yu only felt the swallowing torrent bringing the soul and spirit to rise infinitely. However, this rapid rise also diluted his feelings about the world around him, and he had no idea what was happening outside. Now he just hoped that Mu Liu didn't reveal any clues. If Ben Ye or Cai Ge found out, it would be hard to say what the result would be.

Anxiously searching his body, his mind was nothingness, and occasionally touching something scared Shi Yu to tighten his mind. It was the body of another cultivator. Finally, Shi Yu felt a familiar breath approaching him, lying next to the fake dead cultivator. Not daring to neglect, Shi Yu hurriedly let his soul out and drilled towards the familiar place.

Ah~ It feels so good to be home!