This time it was Zhu Erniang who answered: "To this day, is there anyone who still doesn't give up?"
The tone of voice of the spider demon sisters was different, and now He Lingchuan could tell it immediately.
Aunt Zhu: “Human, haha!”
As one of the human beings, He Lingchuan had no choice but to ask humbly: "Two aunties, what riddles are you trying to solve?"
Zhu Erniang organized her words: "Do you know the mystery of the womb?"
"I've heard of it."
"In the past - I mean the ancient times - even immortals with boundless power who wanted to seize other people's bodies were troubled by the mystery of the womb. Seizing the body has many strict requirements and cannot be done casually.
.But no matter how high the cultivation level is, how strong the soul is, and how well prepared the soul is, it is possible that the memory will be washed away in the process of seizing the body, and it will become a brand new and blank soul." Zhu Erniang sighed, "Among the demons and immortals I know,
, two people died because of this.”
He Lingchuan understood: "That is no different from death."
The "self" is loaded on memory. Without memory, there is no personality, but a brand new soul.
Once the mystery in the womb cannot be solved, it will be both rebirth and destruction for the souls of these immortals.
"In an environment where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is declining, I use spider sloughs to reduce my cultivation and adapt to the environment." In the final analysis, this is cutting off one's feet to fit the shoes, which is indescribable despair and pain.
Chapter completed!