Life Control Chart

Shi Yu's soul suddenly left his body, and wrapped in the world soul, he rushed into the soul sea of ​​Master Ben with a thunderous roar.

Without his soul, Shi Yu stood alone in the middle of the prison, holding a dead body in his hand.

Mu Li stretched her head out of the world array, poked her head and looked at the place where Shi Yu's soul was. There was nothing there. She trembled slightly and retracted into the world array again.

In front of Shi Yu was a soul that was more majestic and vast than that of the awakened monk. There was no gap on it, and it was all covered with silver hairs. From a distance, it looked like a silver-white fruit core, hanging above the endless and broad ocean of Yuanli.

"What a waste, such a high realm, such a strong Yuanli, but he is going to die of old age in the dark abyss. What a waste." Shi Yu stood in front of Master Ben's soul, smiling and sighing.

Shi Yu smiled even more happily as he stretched out his palm. His little soul stood in front of Master Ben, just like a child who had not been weaned trying to overthrow a huge mountain. But now, he was about to achieve this grand goal without knowing his own limits.

Reaching out to pull away the dense silver hair in front of him, Shi Yu cleared a blank space that was large enough to accommodate himself. Without the confinement of the silver hair, the misty soul began to flow and evaporate again. Master Ben seemed to have noticed the changes that were favorable to him, and his soul kept struggling and twisting.

How could Shi Yu do as he wished? Seeing that the quiet soul suddenly became agitated, he punched out a channel leading to the inside of the soul along the blank space. This punch brought out a powerful divine thought, and suddenly endless silver hairs rushed straight into the depths of Master Ben's soul along the divine thought, nailing out a channel full of silver hairs.

The restless soul calmed down again, and Master Ben, who was held in Shi Yu's body, suddenly let out a long and miserable howl, and blood gushed out of his seven orifices, but he never woke up.

Shi Yu followed the newly opened passage and floated straight into the depths of Master Ben's soul. He looked up and down and nodded with satisfaction. This Master Ben is indeed the best among the prisoners. His soul, which was like clouds and mist, has actually condensed a little bit. A few strands of fine veins crisscrossed the entire soul, like the skeleton of the entire soul.

"Forging the soul should be something that only people like him can practice, haha." Shi Yu thought of his bold choice again.

No matter what he said or thought, Shi Yu still didn't dare to delay the business. He took out the world soul from his chest, took a deep breath, and suddenly stuck it on Master Ben's condensed soul.

The status of the world soul as the most precious treasure of the world master was fully demonstrated at this time. As soon as it was attached to Master Ben's soul, the endless silver hair trembled slightly and began to melt. Most of it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Whether it was the passage that Shi Yu came in or the surface of Master Ben's soul, it was like spring snow melting, revealing the true nature of the earth. Master Ben's soul recovered quickly.

Shi Yu obviously didn't expect such a miraculous effect. The speed of the soul's recovery was far beyond his expectation. Unlike Mu Liu's help to Shi Yu, Mu Liu just threw the world soul on the surface of Shi Yu's soul and relied on the power of the world soul's vibration to remove the silver hair. Whether it was speed or effectiveness, it was far worse than letting the world soul fully exert its strength inside the soul.

Master Ben's soul became restless again, and the dazzling light and brilliance shone around Shi Yu, reflecting his whole body in colorful colors. Shi Yu's nervous expression became more twisted and hideous.

Was Shi Yu kind enough to rescue Master Ben? Of course not! Shi Yu wanted to give him a slave seal! World soul slave seal!

Shi Yu knew that he could not compare with anyone here. Facing these powerful people, there were only two options. The first was to use the Devouring Yuan Sutra and eat them all up. The second was to place a slave seal and gather a group of powerful subordinates for use.

But Shi Yu was too weak. He could give it a try to devour the extremely withered souls. For these cultivators whose weakness was unknown, how long would it take to devour one? Time was the most precious resource that Shi Yu could not afford to waste.

Moreover, he could not bear the sudden awakening of a dying soul. What if the devouring was too stimulating?

Then there would be no chance to regret?

There was no choice but to carve a slave seal, which was completed in an instant.

Or because Shi Yu was too weak, carving a slave seal was not an easy task for him. The more powerful the cultivator, the greater the resistance to the slave seal. Unless the cultivator was completely willing, even if Shi Yu was allowed to do it at will, he could not carve it.

Fortunately, Shi Yu had the treasure of the realm master - the realm soul. The shadow wall of Xiyue Hall clearly records that powerful cultivators or spiritual objects can be controlled by the boundary soul. As long as they are caught, the slave mark can be engraved on their souls through the boundary soul. Shi Yu does not believe that these weak cultivators who have been tortured to death by the silver hair and imprisoned for countless years can withstand the pressure of the boundary soul, the treasure of the realm master.

The dazzling light is like a group of demons dancing wildly, but Shi Yu is unmoved. He still presses the boundary soul tightly on the soul of Master Ben, ignoring the silver hair that keeps melting and the increasingly violent struggle.

The Yuan force penetrates the boundary soul and bites on Master Ben's soul tightly. The pattern of the slave mark is taking shape rapidly. It only takes half a breath, no, half a breath is too long, a moment is enough. Shi Yu does not believe that Master Ben can react to what extent in this moment. No matter how weak he is, he is in the depths of his most vulnerable soul, and he is not completely powerless to protect himself.

As expected, Master Ben, who was hanging in Shi Yu's hand, howled miserably for a few breaths, and suddenly his eyes opened angrily, holding his head with both hands and howling, his cloudy eyes became clearer and more magical.

While crying out in pain, Master Ben suddenly felt that someone was holding his hair tightly. He was shocked and angry, and raised his hand to hit with all his strength, but before he raised it half an inch, it fell down again.

"Do you know your name?" Shi Yu, who was sitting in front of Master Ben, asked lightly.

"Mu Dai'er, my name is Master Ben, have you forgotten?" Master Ben pointed at his nose and said in surprise at Shi Yu's spiritual flame that had increased a hundred times in front of him.

He didn't know why he listened to him, he didn't know why he was kneeling on the ground, and he didn't know why Mu Du'er dared to speak to him so boldly. He wanted to stand up and kick him away, but there was always a voice in his heart that said No, then he wouldn't dare.

"You still call me Mu Dai'er? You still call yourself Master Ben!" Shi Yu was extremely angry.

After the slave mark was carved, Ben Ye no longer struggled to resist, but after Shi Yu took away the world soul and returned to the body, the silver hair was filled with Ben Ye's soul again. Ben Ye once again regarded himself as the overlord in the prison. Shi Yu was in awe.

"My name is Shi Yu, don't call me Mudu'er from now on! Remember?" Shi Yu said loudly.

"I know Shi Yu, I will call you Shi Yu from now on, not Mudu'er!" Master Ben also replied loudly.

"You..." Shi Yu was angry and helpless. He could vaguely hear Mu Li's laughter inside him, "Okay, okay, call me Young Master from now on. I don't think you were so stupid before?"

Shi Yu carefully recalled the previous conversations with Mr. Ben. He felt that he was not so stupid and stupid, he was talkative and shrewd. What happened now? Is it because the soul was seriously injured and was marked as a slave?

He suddenly thought of a question and asked hurriedly: "Ah Ben, let me ask you, do you really not remember anything? How did you come here? Why did you come here? Why did you let Ah Cai beat someone? Someone gives you a massage?”

Shi Yu asked a lot of questions, and Ben Ye couldn't react. After a long silence, he said: "Aren't we always here? Ah Cai beat people...that massage...because someone taught us to do this Do."

"Who!" Shi Yu was shocked. He had always thought that Master Ben and Ah Cai were not completely lost like the others. Now that he heard that someone was guiding Master Ben and their actions, he suddenly became nervous. His guess was that the cage was guarded. Probably right.

"Who?" Ben Ye looked around and saw that the spirit flame was still weak and dim.

Zhong glanced around and asked, "Where are those cushions?"

"Cushion? Are you looking for someone who faked his death?" Shi Yu saw that he had been busy for a long time with no results, and pointed to the place where he dug a hole, "Go and look there."

"That's it!" Ben Ye ran back with a bunch of human mats in his arms, took one out and threw it in front of Shi Yu.

Shi Yu was startled. Isn't this the monk who woke up?

"Do you know who he is?" Shi Yu asked.

"He is the eldest, also named One. We used to take turns whipping people, and he would lie down and enjoy it. After he faked his death, I followed his example, but I thought it was too troublesome to always remember whose turn it was to hit someone. , just let Ah Cai keep beating." Master Ben replied honestly.

"Do you do everything according to him?" Shi Yu asked with a frown.

"Yes, he is one and I am thirty-three. Later he named me Ben because he said I was a nine-tailed cow spirit and looked like a herd of cows." Master Ben pulled the human mat and said I stepped on him twice, "Later he said he would fake his death and that he would wake up one day, hehe, but even now I have stepped on him with my bone-breaking feet and I haven't seen him wake up."

Shi Yu was really surprised now. It seems that there is only one real prisoner in this prison, and that is this one. He is the only one who still has memories left, and he is the only one who still understands some basic principles. Is it possible that he is also a realm master?

Mujiao's figure suddenly appeared in Shi Yu's mind. He stretched out his hand to pick up the last remaining remains of the monk and felt them carefully. In the end, there was no trace of life left.

"Alas!" Shi Yu sighed and threw away the remains, thinking that if this was really a realm lord, he would be so weak that even a little shrimp like himself could bully him. Putting aside this suspicion, Shi Yu continued to ask: "Do you know how I appeared?"

"Aren't you always here?" Ben Ye said doubtfully.

"Then how come you noticed the change of spiritual flames on my body, um, black fire? No one else responded to this." Shi Yu was still worried, he always felt that this Lord Ben was not that simple.

"When you get older, you will compete with me for the boss position. Of course I have to ask!" Mr. Ben replied confidently.

"Uh, okay, watch out. I have to do something to protect my body. If any of these guys makes any move, I'll beat them to death! Do you hear me?" Shi Yu was really speechless. He didn't expect that. It makes no sense to get such an answer.

After carefully explaining a few words, Shi Yu was ready to launch his other plans.

"Don't worry, young master, I'm the best here and no one can compete with me!" Mr. Ben stood up, his chest thumping loudly.

However, Shi Yu worried too much. No one except Master Ben could wake up for a moment, and everyone was successfully planted with the slave mark by Shi Yu.

Looking at the dozens of powerful men kneeling in front of him, Shi Yu didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

None of the more than forty masters knew their origins, let alone what to do after being enslaved by Shi Yu. They knelt in a circle and surrounded Shi Yu with their eyes fixed on them. In other words, Shi Yu felt that they were all there. Staring at himself in the darkness, like a pack of wolves staring at a lamb in the middle of the night.

Although Shi Yu knew they couldn't see anything, everyone had an intuition about the spiritual flames. There were layers of spiritual flames that were several times higher than Shi Yu's, raging around a cluster of small flames. Shi Yu's pressure was really great. Too big.

"Go to sleep! Go to sleep!" Shi Yu couldn't help it anymore, "Ah Ben, don't sleep. Watch out, I still have something to do!"

Sitting there for a long time, Shi Yu felt like a street performer, except that he was the monkey and these powerful people were just the villagers watching. Regardless of whether these people were asleep or not, Shi Yu, with a depressed heart, wrapped his world soul and entered the soul sea of ​​a fake dead monk.