The soul suffered a blow from King Ma-Shou Vajra Ming. If it were an ordinary person, the soul would have dissipated long ago and directly become a vegetative state.
But for Su Hong, although the damage to the soul was serious, it was not fatal.
At the moment, he was furious. Being teased by a little girl like this, he only felt a sense of humiliation.
Scholars, you should fight openly and openly. Now you are suppressing yourself with Maharaja Vajra, which is against the principles of fairness and justice.
Of course, there is no use saying anything now.
In the sea of consciousness, the nine stars shimmered at high speed, and the damaged souls continued to move closer to the center and reunited under this pulling force.
His spirit suddenly became strong.
From the outside, Jin Xi'er was stunned, "This scholar is so strange. After receiving a blow from my horse-headed Vajra King, his soul actually condensed together again. It's not simple..."
But soon, she smiled again with a smile on her face, "No matter how powerful you are, I will teach you a lesson."
Tingqin noticed something was wrong with Su Hong and wanted to go over to help him, but was stopped by Mr. Chen.
"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen said, "This is a battle between two great souls. You must not get involved, otherwise, the young master will only be in more trouble."
"A fight between souls?!" Tingqin's face turned pale when he heard this.
Of course she understands the meaning of fighting between souls. If you are not careful, the soul may be wiped out. Compared with the damage to the physical body, the soul is basically incurable.
In contrast, Mr. Chen's calmness makes people think that this person is not simple at all.
How could he be just a coachman with such rich knowledge and such kind of character?
It's just that his thoughts are not simple at this moment, "The fluctuation of the soul just now seems to be King Kongming. Who is that little girl? Did the Marquis have a premonition of this when he asked me to be a coachman?"
He didn't think about anything else. He just focused on his surroundings to prevent anyone from sneaking up on him. Any disturbance could not be hidden from him.
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Su Hong himself did not expect that the faint light of the nine stars in the sea of consciousness could actually reunite the soul.
You must know that the soul is a void thing that cannot be pondered or captured. It is just an idea, a thought. More and more thoughts gather together to become the soul.
When this soul is broken up, it is equivalent to the thoughts being dispersed all of a sudden, no longer human or ghost. Every thought is just an idea, and it is impossible to condense it again.
Unless there is a special technique for cultivating the soul to repair, otherwise, this person will become a living dead without any thoughts of his own, and he will die directly in a few days.
However, the nine stars' dim light rotated at high speed, forming a strong force of attraction. Those thoughts were scattered one by one, but they were all attracted back, regrouped, and became the soul.
Su Hong even had a feeling that if the soul was continuously broken up and condensed, his soul would become indestructible, and no attack could destroy his soul.
Of course, this thought was fleeting, and at the moment, he didn't have much time to think about it, because King Maha Vajra Ming launched another attack.
He raised the ring bell on his hand high and then shook it gently. Suddenly, a sound wave surged.
"Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."
A series of sound waves came out, all centered around one sentence.
However, although it is just one sentence, the rhythm it conveys is constantly changing, sometimes sonorous and powerful, sometimes soft and boneless, interpreting the sound waves of five notes and twelve temperaments.
In an instant, Su Hong felt that his soul was about to forcefully leave King Yaksha's body.
Because under this sound wave, King Yaksha's body, mind, and thoughts had the urge to kneel down and surrender on the spot...
King Yaksha only evolved slowly from Earth Yaksha and Void Yaksha, but it is much weaker than Horsehead Vajra King.
Together, these sound waves are equivalent to Guanyin coming in person, wanting to save all sentient beings, and directly elevate King Yaksha to the King of Yaksha Vajra. With such an impact, how could King Yaksha not have the idea of surrendering?
"The void is endless, the soul will kill!"
"The Milky Way is void, the soul is at ease!"
Su Hong's spirit suddenly became powerful, just wanting to control the Yasha King by force and launch another wave of attacks to destroy Huan Ling.
"clang!"
Horsehead King Vajra Ming just stretched out a hand and immediately blocked King Yaksha's attack, and then the ring bell fell directly from the sky and hit Su Hong.
At this time, Su Hong's soul received another violent shock. Suddenly, his consciousness became less clear.
At the critical moment, the nine stars shimmered in motion again, and his soul was condensed together again, becoming more tenacious than before.
Su Hong suddenly understood that the more damaged the soul was, the more stable it would be when it was gathered together.
It’s just that this feeling of being shattered is so damn uncomfortable!
The so-called dispersion of the soul is equivalent to every part of a person's body being attacked at once, which is very sad and painful.
If the mind is slightly unstable, it will be impossible to regroup the soul, and the thoughts will only continue to float in the void, and finally dissipate completely.
Another wave of attacks was launched, but the situation was exactly the same as the previous two times. Su Hong's soul was scattered again and then condensed.
After a few times, Su Hong suddenly felt that he was a masochist. Otherwise, he could endure such painful things. If it were an ordinary person, he would have complained endlessly.
But for Su Hong, what he has to do is to make the soul more stable so that it will not dissipate.
But even if his soul is immortal, King Yaksha can never be the opponent of King Horsehead Vajra.
"Well? What's going on with this scholar's soul? Why does it condense once I break it up, and it becomes increasingly difficult to break it up..."
Jin Xi'er was stunned. She was about to give Su Hong a final attack, directly scattering his soul with a thunderous method, without being able to condense, and then converting every thought with Buddha's voice to let Su Hong's soul
, became a believer in Mahasuma Vajra Mingwang.
Suddenly, in Su Hong's sea of consciousness, the body of Horse-headed King Vajra suddenly became majestic.
"No, this is the wrath of the Buddha, the 'wrathful king, the mighty king'. There is a cloud in the book. Once this bright king gets angry, not even the gods and Buddhas can stop him. The soul of a person will be scattered all of a sudden, and then...
No possibility of cohesion!”
"Jin Xi'er, she is so cruel! What should I do at this time? Do I really want my soul to be shattered and never be able to gather together again?!"
"I don't want it!"
Suddenly, Su Hong roared, and at the same moment, the jade pendant on his chest suddenly shattered, and in the middle, a golden light shot into the sky with a thousand-foot-long ray of light.
A huge Buddha image suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness, staring at the horse-headed Vajra King. It is sacred and majestic and arrogant!