The immortality of the soul is an ability that only warriors who have reached the 'Xuansheng level' can possess. However, in this world, there are always exceptions, and it is not so absolute.
For example: Guiyou's 'Secret Technique of Death' allows warriors to obtain special abilities that are only available at the 'Xuansheng level', although their souls can only exist in the 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror'.
But it was said that Guiyou's soul turned into a ball of black light, and flew into the center of Yang Jing's eyebrows with a "pop", and then it was like "a stone sinking into the sea", and there was no more waves.
"What's going on?" Ye Junlin scratched his head, quite puzzled.
"Junlin." Seeing that Ye Junlin had 'subdued' Yang Jing, Li Mu quickly ran over and looked at Yang Jing with slight surprise.
"Find your favorite first." Ye Junlin signaled Li Mu to ignore Yang Jing, and then hurriedly led Li Mu into the main hall to find him.
Yang Jing's room is right behind the main hall and is easy to find.
When Li Mu saw Ling Xinyi crying with pear blossoms in the rain, he also shed tears.
I don’t know whether it’s because I feel distressed or I blame myself.
"My favorite." Li Mu hugged Ling Xinyi into his arms, and the two hugged each other tightly.
They looked at each other speechlessly, just hugging each other quietly.
It was as if what was in his arms and what was in her arms were the whole world.
Ye Junlin walked to the door very wisely, raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and a beautiful figure appeared in his mind.
"Xiyan, are you okay?"
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While the teenagers were chatting with each other, in Yang Jing's sea of consciousness, Guiyou was having a fierce battle.
His opponent is Yang Jing's soul.
Every warrior has a unique place, which is called the "Sea of Consciousness." The importance of the Sea of Consciousness to warriors is self-evident. This is everyone's exclusive territory, which is sacred and inviolable.
However, Guiyou just happened to invade Yang Jing's sea of consciousness.
As a result, Yang Jing's soul resisted desperately, and he tried his best to drive out the ghost soul, or to kill it.
The sea of consciousness of each warrior is the residence of the warrior's soul. Here, the warrior will explode with attack power twice his own cultivation level.
Although Yang Jing's body was imprisoned, his soul moved freely.
"How dare you invade my soul?" Yang Jing asked viciously.
"Don't be so angry, young man." Guiyou's soul smiled, and the mysterious energy in his hand condensed into a black sharp blade: "This body cannot reach its maximum potential in your hands. I
Come and take control for you, maybe you can take 'that step'."
"You want to rob my body?" Yang Jing had an expression of disbelief on his face after hearing this.
"What's the matter? Don't you believe it?" Guiyou said, with a hint of shadow on his face.
Yang Jing was horrified and ran away desperately.
However, the sea of consciousness is only such a big place, so where can we escape?
His soul was instantly overtaken by Guiyou. The sharp blade in Guiyou's hand also stabbed into his head in an instant.
Yang Jing's soul was like a deflated rubber ball, which instantly began to shrink until it shrank to the size of a fist.
Guiyou opened his mouth, sucked in suddenly, and swallowed Yang Jing's soul into his stomach.
"No!" Yang Jing shouted, then fell into the belly of the ghost soul and disappeared.
“It’s so delicious!”
Guiyou's soul made a sound of satisfaction, and then quickly sat down cross-legged. A black mysterious energy, like a blouse, slowly covered his soul.
And Yang Jing's soul in his belly was being slowly refined at this moment.
A long-lost smile appeared on Guiyou's face, because he was really satisfied at the moment.
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Ling Xinyi finally calmed down after Li Mu's repeated comfort. Li Mu held Ling Xinyi's hand and slowly walked out of Yang Jing's room.
At the door of the room, Ye Junlin was leaning on the door frame, bored.
"Plop!"
Li Mu and Ling Xinyi suddenly knelt in front of him.
"Brother Ye, I, Li Mu, will never forget your great kindness." Li Mu said solemnly.
"It's easy, don't worry about it." Ye Junlin said calmly.
"No, I, Li Mu, never owe any favors. I, Li Mu, must repay this favor." Li Mu raised his fist and said through gritted teeth.
"How do I feel that you are trying to take revenge on me, not repay a favor?" Ye Junlin had a smile on his face.
"Hahaha..." When Ye Junlin said this, Li Mu and Ling Xinyi also laughed.
The awkward atmosphere was instantly resolved.
"However, you do have to compensate me for something." Ye Junlin scratched his head, raised his 'stainless steel sword' and said.
Li Mu followed Ye Junlin's sword: cracks appeared on the originally flat surface of the sword, and gaps appeared on the blades on both sides.
The sword was curled and obviously unusable.
"Okay! No problem." Li Mu patted his chest and said, "I will give you the sharpest sword in exchange!"
"Bragging!" Ling Xinyi looked at Li Mu's funny look and finally burst into laughter.
At this moment, a sharp sword suddenly fell from the sky and plunged straight into the stone slab in front of Ye Junlin. Then, a voice suddenly said: "No, I'll give you a sharp sword in return!"
The three people looked not far away. They saw 'Yang Jing' standing in front, looking at them with a smile.
Ling Xinyi was suddenly frightened and started crying again, and quickly buried her head in Li Mu's arms.
Li Mu was also shocked and looked at Ye Junlin with doubtful eyes.
"Don't worry." Ye Junlin said confidently: "I promise, he will not cause trouble for you again in the future."
Li Mu nodded trustingly, then looked at Ling Xinyi, who was trembling in his arms, with a troubled expression on his face.
Ye Junlin seemed to have read through his mind and said hurriedly: "You go back first, I will handle it here."
"good!"
Li Mu was not polite, hesitant or nagging, he turned around and left with Ling Xinyi.
Ye Junlin raised his head, looked directly into the eyes of 'Yang Jing', and walked over slowly.
"Successful?" Ye Junlin asked curiously.
"Of course." Guiyou answered with certainty: "I, Guiyou, was also a well-known big shot in the 'Red Sky Mortal Realm' back then. How could I not be able to handle a small 'middle-level profound practitioner'?"
"You will die if you don't brag!" Ye Junlin rolled his eyes.
"Hehehehe..." Guiyou smiled, his eyes drifting towards Ye Junlin's space ring.
"What are you thinking about again?" Ye Junlin seemed a little angry.
"Um...can you return the 'Red Ghost Golden Mirror' to me?" Guiyou said sheepishly.
"It's okay." Ye Junlin gave it a try: "But you have to get me a good sword."
"What a good sword?" Guiyou was stunned for a moment, then said slowly: "Didn't I give you one just now?"
"That sword is too small, I'm used to using a 'heavy sword'." Ye Junlin showed a determined expression.
There was a trace of hesitation on Guiyou's face. After a few seconds, his teeth were biting on his lips: "Okay! I will take you to a place."