In the depths of the night, a group of black shadows loomed in the dense fanleaf forest, swaying in the wind as if illusory and as if the shadows cast by the moonlight did not exist.
"Is this it?"
"There shouldn't be anything wrong, the soul aura they left behind is too weak, if there is no mistake, it should be around here."
"How can the breath be too weak, the soul should be stronger and stronger seven days after death, otherwise how to have the strength to enter the reincarnation, they should have been dead for less than two days."
"I think someone should have recited the transcendental scriptures such as the mantra of rebirth for them, but the person who recited the mantra seems to be a half-tone, and he did not successfully transcend and send them directly to reincarnation, but only reduced the time for the soul to stay in the human world."
"As a result, we have very little information available."
"Enough" The communication between the dark shadows was swift and subtle, and one of them flipped over his hand and pulled out a shield the size of a door, and the ghostly face on the shield was as bloody as if it were real.
The black shadow was tall, and with both hands raised the ghost-faced shield, it smashed into the ground, and the roar was like thunder, and the dirt mixed with the three corpses was blown into the air.
Another black shadow slowly stepped forward to the corpse, and after careful inspection, he said strangely: "These two little minions should have died in the hands of Wen Darthead, and all of them were penetrating wounds, which is consistent with Wen Darthead's spear soul."
But Lao Jiu's injury is a little."
The black shadow seemed to be a little hesitant, and a black shadow next to him couldn't wait to say: "Just check it out, but these two little minions are obviously useless, but it also saves my energy."
As he spoke, his hands pinched and streaked rays of light into the corpse.
Time passed by a second, until a quarter of an hour later, in the voice of the black shadow's gasping voice, the unstable transparent phantom slowly floated up from the corpse, but it was the white-faced man who was robbing darts in the inn "Lao Jiu, who killed your soul bead, where is it now" The black shadow asked anxiously, the illusory figure of the white-faced man kept shaking, and it seemed that it was about to dissipate.
But seeing a trace of hatred flashing on the white-faced man's face, he wanted to say something but couldn't say it, and jumped straight to his feet in a hurry This is the effect of transcendence, which can allow the soul to quickly cut off the ties with the world, and then speed up the process of entering reincarnation.
When Meng Xiao buried the white-faced man, he didn't know that they were from the Soul Refining Sect, and he recited a mantra out of kindness, after all, he was not a great monk, how could he see immediate results, it was just a peace of mind.
If I had known it earlier, I am afraid that I would have recited it dozens of times until I brought the white-faced man to life Now because of the death curse, the white-faced man's bond with the world has decreased, and he naturally can't tell the things in the world anymore.
At this time, not only the white-faced man was anxious, but also other dark shadows were anxious.
The evening breeze blew, and the white-faced man's figure shook suddenly, and the lower half of his body dissipated like that.
"It's not good, he's going to enter reincarnation, you help me keep him, you must ask for information," the black shadow shouted urgently.
All the black shadows worked together, chanting mantras, dancing gods, and a large group of people dancing and dancing to stabilize the white-faced man, but he was still speechless, and in the end he was really helpless, so he could only stretch out his hand and point in the direction of Jixiang Village Seeing this, the black shadow turned his head to look at the sparkling lights in Jixiang Village in the distance, pondered for a moment, turned his head, and turned his head, who knew that the soul of the white-faced man dissipated in this instant "It's a pity, there are at least 1,000 households in that small village, and I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to find them one by one."
"Tu Cun doesn't believe that our family killed the past, and I can't find the soul bead."
"Don't be impulsive, after all, this is the Land of Light, the craziest country to resist the Soul Refining Sect.
If these thousands of families are wiped out, they will definitely attract the masters of the Hanging Mirror Division. ” "Then how can we wait for the people from the Hanging Mirror Division to arrive, we have already run away, I don't believe they can find out our details" "Don't be careless, the ability of the Hanging Mirror Division to search one item is incredible.
So far, there are only 100 old cases that the Hanging Mirror Division has not been able to solve.
What do you think of our methods compared to those 100 unsolved cases?"
"Then what should I do, I don't want the soul beads?"
"Your Excellency said that the goal of the dark dart this time has already been achieved, and it doesn't matter if the soul bead is recovered or not."
"But it's Lao Jiu who died, of course, you can't take Lao Jiu seriously, but we are his brothers, this revenge can't help but be avenged, I heard that the soul beads this time are of high quality, and the souls sealed in them are enough for us to collectively enter the Tao, I don't believe that my brother is not moved."
"Tempting, but not reckless, Seventh, how are you investigating?"
A slightly thin black shadow stepped forward and replied: "I have been to the Yuelai Inn, but the scene was cleaned very cleanly, not even a trace of blood was left, and the method was very professional.
If it weren't for the fact that the whole village was the only one that was wrong, I wouldn't even be able to find the location of the incident. ” "Is there no way to find the murderer?"
"No way, judging from the extent of the decomposition of the body, the incident should have happened in the early morning.
At that time, most of the villagers had not woken up, and even if they got up early, no one went to the inn, so there were no witnesses. ” "It's impossible, this village is not small but not big, and someone must know the truth.
Besides, there are three or two strangers in this place, which are very conspicuous.
It must be the villagers who have some cover-up, and it seems that the villagers themselves have to say it."
Gently covering his mother with the quilt, Meng Xiao turned around and entered his room, looking at the lights in other people's rooms that had been extinguished, and then looking at his hands, suddenly a little funny.
Maybe a peaceful life is more suitable for you, not because you are unambitious and willing to be plain, but because you are so helpless His qualifications are very poor, how bad is it, if the qualifications of people all over the world are evaluated, it is estimated that he can firmly occupy the throne of the bottom ten There is a generally accepted common sense in this world that human beings can cultivate from the moment they awaken their soul tools, and eighteen years old is the first hurdle.
Because the soul device can slowly become stronger and evolve over time after it has existed for a long time, which is different from using spiritual temperature to nourish.
Spiritual warmth can make the soul more and more powerful, but the accumulation of time can make the soul essence change.
Of course, it doesn't mean that it can only rely on time, when the individual strength is upgraded, the soul will also undergo qualitative changes, which is the real way to upgrade the soul of the human powerhouse.
As for the accumulation of time, it is the most owish one And the reason why the age of eighteen is a hurdle is because at the age of eighteen, the soul tool will evolve because it absorbs enough energy on its own.
But if you don't reach the mortal realm before the age of eighteen, then the evolved soul tool will be like a stone that will become an obstacle on your way to becoming stronger.
Your weak strength will also become a burden to the ability to use your soul ability To sum up, if you haven't reached the mortal realm before the age of eighteen, then you don't want to go further in this life.
Correspondingly, the bottom line of the ordinary realm is thirty-six years old, and the bottom line of the metamorphosis realm is forty-eight years old, but there is no bottom line as for entering the Tao, but those who have always stepped on the bottom line to advance should no longer be delusional And when Meng Xiao advanced to the mortal realm, it was a few days before his birthday.
If Meng Xiao is usually lazy and slack, it's okay, but he is very diligent, and he has even practiced the exercises to the end, walking, sitting and fighting are all exercising, but even so, he will still step on the line.
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It is precisely because of this that he deceived himself and closed his restless heart that belonged to the hot-blooded youth Well, it's not the first time he's been restless, it's just that reality is too powerful every time he's discouraged.
His mother, the old schoolboy, would take him to teach the children in the school, and the admiring eyes of the children at that time would really make him feel comfortable.
When he grows up, his mother will take him to popularize common sense to the villagers, and point out some common but not easy to find misunderstandings.
For example, what kind of pace should be taken when planting the land so as not to step on the seedlings, such as what kind of wood is suitable for barbs in traps, such as how to bandage the wound firmly without affecting the patient's movement.
Gradually, Meng Xiao's fame in Jixiang Village became bigger and bigger, although his strength was still weak, no one would underestimate him because of his strength.
Even children with superior qualifications came to ask for guidance, even geniuses who had cultivated to the realm of metamorphosis had come to humbly ask for advice That's right, you read that right.
In this small auspicious village, there was also a genius, only fourteen years old to enter the mortal realm, but the year before last he went to school in the city, it is said that he was later accepted as an inner disciple by a certain big faction.
Thinking about the way that kid chased him for sugar gourd with two tubes of yellow snot, Meng Xiao smiled unconsciously, maybe that kind of picture would never appear again Returning to the house and gently closing the door, Meng Xiao did not sleep, but took out the golden statue from his arms.
The statue had been polished by him and had become quite good-looking.
This is an image of a military general dressed in armor, the armor is as golden as the skin, but the details are lifelike, even the eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose can be expressive, as if there is really a living soul trapped in it.
Meng Xiao carefully observed for a while, and the spiritual power of his whole body surged into this golden statue, if it was really as he guessed, this soul treasure was not something he could awaken, after all, he was three great realms apart from the strength of the Dao Realm, if this soul treasure was the legacy of a powerhouse in the second or third realm, then it was estimated that he would not have to think about it in this life.
Fortunately, he has a lot of time, just water grinding It's just that when he just entered the spiritual power, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a figure with a fragrant wind was already standing in front of her in the blink of an eye, with Meng Xiao's good eyesight, he didn't even see a shadow, this figure grabbed his wrist holding the golden statue, and shouted: "Where did this golden man come from?"
Meng Xiao was silent for a long time, and asked with resentment in his tone: "Mother, am I your own child, why haven't I inherited this qualification at all?"
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