Rebuild the Upgrade Path

"Remove my soul from the body, enter Hu Jie's body, use her body as a battlefield, and kill that guy completely!"

This trick of mine broke the boat!

Leng Yuxun was behind me, hearing this kind of remarks, the whole person was dull.

"This... this plot sounds familiar."

"It's in "A Chinese Journey to the West"."

"Oh." Leng Yuxun nodded, then glanced at me, tentatively asked: "You didn't do this right away, because there are great costs and risks, right?"

"……Ok."

I took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "Once I do this, then, no matter what, Hu Jie’s body will become a battlefield, and there will definitely be damage. If you say it, you will be unable to withstand the strength. Explode directly!"

"..."

After hearing what I said, cold words took a step backwards, speechless for a moment.

"At that time, even if her soul is kept, it is useless, unless we immediately find a corpse and melt her in, and it is not certain that we will succeed. Anyway, she can't even keep a whole body."

"Furthermore, even if you are lucky and the body is still there, the damage is certain. The best outcome is that Hu Jie will live the second half of his life with a disabled body. And that is the outcome, the probability of occurrence is very high. Little. Already, there is no other way..."

"that……"

Leng Yuxun looked at me like this and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only be silent here.

And I, after two seconds of silent silence, suddenly turned around and said to her, "Do me a favor."

"Huh?" The cold words were taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted. "Oh, you say, I am sure..."

"Take care of my body."

"……What?"

"After the soul is out of the body, my body must be safe, otherwise I will have problems when I come back, and may not even come back. You just stay here, don't leave, this is for you, in case of accidents."

As I said, I threw the hood to Leng Yuxun, then turned to face Hu Jie and sat down cross-legged.

"No! No, no, you really want to..."

"I have no choice!" I said.

After I finished speaking, I closed my eyes without hesitation, and the mana flowed through my body, and a white, illusory, gas-like indescribable thing floated out and got into the capsule. At the same time, my body also fell directly into a coma.

Leng Yuxun watched my head suddenly hang down, and his heart was tight. After taking a few deep breaths, he felt a little relief. He stepped forward directly to my side and sat down.

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone move your body. I will stay here forever and never leave!"

And I can't hear her voice, there is only illusion before my eyes.

Hands can't touch things, feet can't step on the ground, or maybe these hands and feet don't exist at all. Only in front of him, as if in a thick fog, looked vaguely at the things in front of him. Although there is no sense of feet, it seems to be moving forward.

One thing, I didn't say just now.

The soul is out of the body, it is the ability that the gods can display!

Dixian, such as Murong Shen, Sheng Sifa, Yi Di Sen, etc., can't do it. Only I, the pinnacle of the earth fairy, and the half-step heavenly fairyland, can get a first glimpse of the doorway, and I can barely do it, and it's still a simple version.

If it is a god, it shouldn't be like me.

Maybe, I don’t know now...

But I know that this time, I am exploring a mysterious field that I have never been involved in!

Not to mention whether I can really fight like I said in "A Westward Journey" in other people's bodies and in a normal state, even whether I can find the target is a problem, maybe I will be in this thick fog In, drifting for a lifetime.

I asked Leng Yuxun to guard my body, but I didn't tell her that once there was a little accident, I might not be able to come back...

Leng Yuxun sat outside, looking at the capsule, Hu Jie's body became more restless because of my participation, like a person entangled in nightmare.

And the extra white line was slowly exploring, and it began to float around Hu Jie, together with the previous white line.

He didn't dare to breathe coldly, staring closely at the scene in the capsule.

The simple white thread that moved slightly in the capsule, for her at this time, stimulated the nerves more than the strands that moved as intensely as the roller coaster in the eyes of the people.

Every change is like a change in my own electrocardiogram.

And just when she was suffocating her breath, finally! The later white line is connected to the previous white line!

"Huh-uh -!"

Leng Yuxun was excited to yell, but he was afraid that it might cause some bad effects. He hurriedly pinched his thigh and gritted his teeth to prevent him from shouting, so a strange voice came out.

But in fact, her shouts couldn't fit into the capsule, and it had no effect on me. But at this time, I was really lucky. With no sense of direction at all, I actually found the right option...

"This, this is..."

I looked at the scene in front of me, feeling a little dazed for a while.

There is no blood-red appearance in the intestines in "A Westward Journey", nor is it the whiteness before, there is a desert in front of me.

That's right, the desert!

And not only the desert, there is also a city there.

At this time, the angle of view was zoomed in, and the appearance of the city was immediately unobstructed.

The shape of the city is somewhat like the ancient city where I am now, but its appearance and specifications are completely different.

The walls made entirely of loess are much more rustic than this city, especially the castles in Wangcheng are not so tall and magnificent. Except that it's higher than the private house, nothing is too special.

And on the streets, there is no endless stream of people here, although the costumes are the same, but the level of excitement has obviously dropped by several grades.

And at this moment, I saw a girl at the door of a certain house on the street...

He looks only a teenager, looks beautiful, dressed in brightly colored clothes, has a cute little face, and has a slightly ignorant look in his eyes. Standing at the door of a merchant selling clay pots, looking at this long street, look at it. The simple-looking man and the somewhat obese woman should be her parents.

On the street, there are countless small shops like this, and the people who set up stalls are all kinds of people, whether they are young people, or women, or old people, or strong men.

But obviously, everyone's business is not very good, and no one on the street patronizes any of their businesses.

Maybe they are accustomed to this kind of life, accustomed to this desertedness, they did not show any too bitter expressions, they should have compromised with this world, after all, people have to live, can live, who will choose to die?

For some reason, I seem to be able to feel that this city was a very prosperous place before, and a large number of caravans passed by. This street was crowded with people before, and the sound of hawking was like thunder.

But now, here, only so desolate remains.

Perhaps it is due to man-made disasters. How long can a city last without being patronized by people and without any contact with the outside world? How much demand can there be for the things sold on this street?

The woman brought a bowl of water to the man from the house. The man drank the bowl and handed it back. The two couples looked at each other with wry smiles.

Such an expression is not uncommon on this street. Almost everyone’s face is exactly the same. Only the girl, who doesn’t know how to feel sad when she was young, may not have experienced the same kind of prosperity as before—it should only be from I've heard of it from the grown-ups-still smiling heartlessly, seeming to like this kind of life very much.

Although I don't know it, there seems to be a reminder board in my heart. It is telling me that this girl is the Queen of Skeletons!

However, it is what she was like before her death.

In the royal city, the soldiers guarded the palace with serious expressions. In the palace, through the openings in the earth wall that served as windows, one could see the people standing there, dressed in black robes, doing this strange dance. , The expression is extremely religious.

And beside him, there was a jet of black air surrounding him, and at the same time, a blood-red mist began to appear on the top of his head, slowly falling, to merge with the black air.

This should be the king of this city. I thought.

And that king, without questioning, was naturally also a mage, an ancient practitioner, and he didn't know what spell he was practicing.

It's a pity that I can have my own thinking like this in an astral state. It is already very difficult. If it weren't for the strength of the Earth Immortal Peak, I wouldn't even be able to do this. Otherwise, I will be able to feel what kind of exercises that person has cultivated, which might help me.

I sighed in my heart, it was a pity, watching his approach, the red and black were slowly merging, but it didn’t wait for how much to merge, at most it was only one tenth, but the person stopped suddenly, and both airflows disappeared immediately. .

"No! No! This still won't work!"

The man shouted angrily, and the maids and guards standing around were all trembling with fright and almost fell to their knees.

And around, there was another minister who looked like a minister, able to withstand such pressure, slowly stepped forward, and bowed and said: "My lord, according to the old minister's humble opinion, it is feasible to be in that state just now! And you Since this spell was split by the ancestors, it means that they were indeed together, and they can be together. The king is highly talented, and has wisdom and ideas that I don't have. It should be possible to do it. "

"No!" The city lord shook his head, held his hand, and walked slowly in the hall, and said in a deep voice: "This can't work! I can feel its danger, even if it succeeds, these two spells are once again combined. For one, it will definitely release a powerful force! That kind of destructive power is by no means as simple as destroying a few houses, and if it fails, it will be even worse. I am afraid this city will be destroyed!"

"But my lord..."

"Forget it." The city lord waved his hand: "What a pity, what a pity! This god-given supernatural power, ancestors and disciples from generation to generation, are unable to resist this powerful force and have to be split into two parts! Human regret!

As he said, the city lord actually knelt down, raised his head and looked at the sky, tearing down.

And the minister, also a little bit distressed, brushed his face and said: "My lord is ambitious and wants to merge the two. This kind of feat will surely be sung by later generations! But..."

"Needless to say." Lord City Lord lowered his head, looked at the ground, and muttered: "After all, it is God's will that cannot be violated. People should follow the sky."

As he said, he flipped his hands, and two completely unused powers bloomed in his hands and palms.

I looked at the two air currents, black and red, although I couldn't feel it, but for some reason, vaguely, I felt very familiar! Both are true!