Life Control Chart

"If it works out, it will work out. If it doesn't work out, please don't blame yourself too much, Holy Envoy." Long Kuang, who stayed at the end, patted the Holy Envoy on the shoulder and turned around to leave.

"There are still nine years, I can afford to wait." The Holy Envoy's helpless gaze stared at Shi Yu who was immersed in the bottom of the pool for a moment, gradually became confused, and sat aside with a long sigh.

Shi Yu was like a stone sculpture sinking to the bottom of the pool, letting the gentle undercurrent wash over him. The pool water seeped into his body from every pore in his body and slowly flowed towards the sea of ​​souls.

The soul-washing needle quietly biting Shiyu's soul swayed slightly as the water flowed in the pool, like a wanderer's joy of returning home. The crystal brilliance was even more dazzling, and the clear soul's expression was slightly frowned, as if Some pain.

Not only was Shi Yu's body severely injured at that time, but his soul was also fragile and cracked. The ferocious cracks clung to the surface of the soul and cut deeply inward. At the moment of self-destruction, the real immortals were only frightened, but Shi Yu , it is self-inflicted serious injury.

Although his soaring body and soul recovered, he had already suffered a devastating blow. His body and soul were pierced through the sea, and his soul and meridians were cracked. It was incredible that he could hold on for a moment.

The Holy Envoy guessed correctly. Shi Yu's soul was indeed seriously damaged and he did need a large amount of spiritual materials and precious medicines to heal his injuries.

But he can ask for endlessly, causing countless treasures to disappear, not because of Shi Yu's great potential and how difficult it is to recover, nor because of his past glory, but because the world soul in Shi Yu's soul is frantically plundering everything. . If it were just Shi Yu's own soul, the treasures of the Holy Envoy would be more than enough.

On that day, Shiyu frantically wanted to urge the world soul to self-destruct together, and the world soul naturally obeyed. But the world soul is not comparable to Shi Yu's little soul, and even the great immortal soul formation that the Daxu Immortal Masters are proud of may not be stronger than it.

If it was really triggered by Shi Yu and exploded, not only would the small secret realm collapse, but most of the entire Daxu Immortal Realm would probably be destroyed.

The master of the world soul is Shi Yu. If Shi Yu wants it to explode, it will explode. If Shi Yu wants it to calm down, it will calm down. But Shi Yu was unable to completely recover the injured world soul. Dense cracks had covered the entire world soul.

The world soul is a treasure created by half of the souls of the two world masters. Although it has no spirituality, it has the instinct of self-recovery.

All the treasures of the true immortals in Daxu, without exception, were snatched away by the world soul when they were trying to replenish Shi Yu. This is truly a bottomless pit!

Even if all the spiritual materials are exhausted, the world soul can only heal a small half of the cracks. With such a massive amount of supplements, even if Shi Yu occasionally missed it, his soul was fully recovered, and it also grew 20% stronger under the stimulation of the Forged Divine Pillar.

When Yu Gang was thrown into the soul-washing pool, the two people who had sensed the self-destruction of the world soul felt something again. This feeling was not the joy of the world soul absorbing the essence of the pool water and recovering, but a sudden and deep surprise.

"Strange, where did this kid go? Why are the world souls in danger one after another? Hehe, there is a good show to watch. Bitch! Those who harm others will eventually harm themselves! Haha, hahaha! Losing half of the soul is nothing, I will take it anyway If you don’t come back, half of your soul will be damaged this time, hahaha! It’s so happy,” the monster-like guy said softly to himself, then beat his chest and laughed wildly.

The woman seemed a little uneasy. She kept looking up and thinking, "The soul is transformed...who is this? It should be fine."

..." She murmured, turned around and wanted to go back. She seemed to feel that it was too far away to arrive in time, so she finally held back and sat down cross-legged on the spot. Circles of space ripples came out of her, darkly. It senses the boundless world on the other side.

Why didn't Shi Yu notice the stimulation of the Forged Divine Pillar? Because he sat in the endless disconnection and started to continue.

He didn't seem to know that he had left here before, nor that he had not been here for a long time. He just picked up the pieces familiarly and connected them together carefully and tirelessly.

Shi Yu, who was alone here, had no idea what was happening to his body, what he had experienced, and how could he feel the severe pain caused by the Forging Divine Pillar.

In the past, Shi Yu only thought that this was a dream, and would leave here and wake up independently if there was a slight disturbance. But at this moment, Shi Yu, under the dilemma of being imprisoned by the soul-washing needle and the divine pillar to activate his potential, instinctively escaped to Here, perhaps this is the only place and the only thing that Shi Yu cannot forget.

Everything that was boring and long-lasting also changed the moment he immersed in the soul-washing pool. Shi Yu, who was busy, suddenly felt that his body was cold, as if someone had cast a cold gaze on him. Standing up in a panic, Shi Yu looked in all directions. He was still the only one in the empty, dark void.

"Strange, why is it so cold all of a sudden?" Shi Yu shivered, stopped what he was doing, stamped his feet like a weaver on a cold night, rubbed his hands, put his palms together near his mouth and let out a breath of hot air, trying to keep warm. Touch your body.

However, this was completely useless. The increasingly severe cold made Shi Yu's hands and feet become stiffer and stiffer, and his simple thoughts became slower and slower. It seemed that even this place was no longer a safe harbor, and someone was trying to freeze him alive. Die in the void of endless ruins.

If Shi Yu was awake, he would definitely be able to feel the world soul in his soul's chest trembling slightly. He tried his best to restrain his strength and wanted to turn into an ordinary stone, as if he was afraid of inexplicable fear.

The water in the soul-washing pool went back and forth, seeping in and out of Shi Yu's body repeatedly. Not only Shi Yu's soul, but also his body seemed to be broken into dust and scrubbed clean.

Except for the moment when he first entered the soul-washing pool, no power was injected into Shiyu's body, and no damage was recovered. Only the soul-washing needle inserted into the soul became brighter and stronger.

At the end of the ten years, the Holy Envoy sat by the soul-washing pool with his head bowed, motionless, and a man quietly walked behind him.

"Isn't it still possible?" the man asked, patting the Holy Messenger on the shoulder.

The Holy Envoy seemed to have woken up from a deep dream. He rubbed his face vigorously, shook his head, sighed and stood up by the soul-washing pool. The cloudy eyes were full of confusion and disappointment, and there was also the relief of extinguishing the last thread of delusion.

"Oh, no, it seems that only Immortal Master Daxu can gain something in the Soul Washing Pond. I thought too simply." The Holy Envoy turned his back to the visitor and sighed.

"Then there's nothing we can do. Let's end it like this. Some things can't be done just because you want to. Don't make yourself too tired." The man was equally disappointed.

"Long Zhenxian, thank you very much! Without your strong support, even today's step would not be possible." The Holy Envoy turned around and looked at the visitor and smiled, but the man's eyes were focused on the person who was still sinking at the bottom of the pool. On the sleeping Shi Yu

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"Everyone has their own needs. Moreover, it was you who allowed me to enter the soul-washing pool against all the odds, and that's why I, Long Zhenxian, appeared. You are my benefactor." Long Zhenxian withdrew his gaze from Shi Yu. , bowed deeply towards the Holy Envoy.

"Let's go. This is the end of the matter. If you get scolded at most, don't stand up for me." The Holy Envoy walked back, bypassed Long Zhenxian, and entered the main hall without looking back.

"What a pity, what a pity!" Long Zhenxian looked at Shi Yu for a moment, shook his head and left.

When Long Zhenxian stepped into the main hall, he shivered due to the cold atmosphere in the hall.

The true immortals sat in their seats, and cast their cold eyes on the Holy Envoy. The Holy Envoy lowered his head, leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep silently to avoid this unspeakable embarrassment.

No one glanced at Long Zhenxian who walked into the hall. They were still suppressing their anger over what the Holy Envoy had just said.

Ten years have been spent in vain. Not only did he not see the magic that the Holy Envoy boasted, but he also lost all his wealth. How could this raging anger just disappear?

Long Zhenxian quietly walked back to his seat, sat down gently, looked around at the angry Zhenxian Youzi, did not dare to speak, and began to close his eyes and fall asleep like a holy envoy.

"Forget it! Forget it! Just think that after ten years of cultivation, you have been eating and drinking and making no progress! Holy envoy, don't have any more whims and delusions, and quickly settle this matter!" There are still impatient true immortals who can't bear it. This weird atmosphere jumped out to smooth things over.

The real immortals slowly turned their heads like puppets and cast their cold eyes on him. He was startled and quickly looked at the Holy Envoy, thinking that it would be too unreasonable for you to pretend to be dead now. .

The Holy Envoy coughed lightly, then drew everyone's attention back to himself, and said slowly: "I was too aggressive in this matter, which caused heavy losses to everyone. I will give you an explanation. Since the demon can't If you make any progress, just go to the Immortal Soul Formation, I won’t go, my share will be divided equally among everyone, okay?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was moved. Although the loss was huge, it was nothing compared to the Holy Immortal Soul. Even the old woman from Juxian Palace, who had the most ugly face, had some of the tight, criss-crossing wrinkles on her face.

"How could this happen!" Long Zhenxian stopped pretending to be dead and immediately jumped out to object, "Although the Holy Envoy caused the matter, everyone agreed. Even if you are responsible, you are not the only one to bear it. As long as there is one If I didn’t speak out against it greedily, I wouldn’t be like this!”

Everyone knew that Long Zhenxian and the Holy Envoy wore the same pair of trousers, but no one could find fault with what he said. The Holy Envoy was just a person who gave ideas. He asked all the True Immortals for their opinions whether he could do it or not. It is not right to start doing something only after people object. It is really inappropriate to put all the responsibility on him alone.

The Holy Envoy took full responsibility and voluntarily asked to withdraw from the Immortal Soul Feast, which was in line with the wishes of some people. Some people were already thinking about how many benefits they would get without the Holy Envoy. They suddenly heard these unfunny words in a secret mood, and suddenly became angry. stand up.

"Then Long Zhenxian means that this matter is over? Don't forget, when everyone disagreed, it was you who jumped out and said that we are all frogs in the well and want to go out. If you want to bewitch, you must If you have one! You should quit with the Holy Envoy!" Someone shouted angrily.

"You!" Long Zhenxian's mouth was clumsy, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak. He pointed his trembling fingers at the man.