It¡¯s just that although I think about it very quickly, another name for the soul is also called spirit. As the saying goes, what the heart thinks and what the intention reaches is also evident from its speed. Once when Lord Shaking Ding wanted to stop, although his speed dropped sharply, it was already too late. One-third of a group of souls has been trapped in the golden liquid, and there is even a ray of true soul trapped in it.
Venerable Shaking Ding was immediately frightened and wanted to retreat quickly. But in an instant, he was shocked to find that his soul trapped in the golden liquid seemed to be half imprisoned in an instant. No matter how it was moved, it did not move at all.
Just when Lord Shaking Ding was shocked, transparent silk threads, like sharks that smelled fishy smell, began to twine towards Lord Shaking Ding's soul.
With the powerful spirit of Lord Shaking Ding, he was naturally aware of these transparent threads, but unfortunately, he could not break free. I can only watch helplessly as it gradually begins to entangle towards that part of the soul, but I can't do anything about it.
The soul is the most important thing for a monk, it is actually the foundation. Once the soul is injured, it is extremely difficult to recover. Fang Tong himself has not recovered because of the injury to his soul. He can recover to a certain extent with every advancement, so he is not very worried. Otherwise, I don¡¯t know how much energy it will take to fully restore it!
Venerable Shaking Ding himself became the body of a divine soul due to his martial arts. The importance of the soul to him is self-evident. At this moment, nearly one-third of the soul is trapped, and there is still a ray of true soul. How dare he abandon it.
Of course, no matter how difficult it is to recover the soul, it can still be recovered. But there is a certain difference between the true soul and the divine soul, because the monks have reached the Void Refining Stage. The soul beads in the soul transformed into several strands of true soul. This true soul is like a soul bead, directly related to the monk's wealth and life, which is why Lord Shaking Ding is unwilling to give up.
A wisp of transparent silk thread gradually wrapped that part of the soul. Lord Shaking could clearly feel that that part of his soul was not harmed, but seemed to be gradually losing activity, as if he was drowsy and about to fall asleep. .
Venerable Shaking Ding tried every method he could think of, but to no avail. In just one cup of tea, he had completely lost control of that part of his soul and knew the existence of that part of his soul. But it is impossible to control, just like how a paralyzed person feels about his own limbs.
Suddenly, Lord Shaking felt that the remaining two-thirds of his soul seemed to be hypnotized by a mysterious force, and he actually felt drowsy. Reverend Shaking Ding, who woke up with a start, made a decisive decision and shouted loudly. There was a flash of oil on his body.
"ah¡¡"
It was as if he was enduring huge pain, even with Master Shaking Ding¡¯s cultivation level in the Mahayana period. Unable to bear the huge pain caused by tearing apart the soul, he screamed.
But at this moment, Fang Tong was like a spectator. Standing aside and watching coldly. But he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. He saw with his own eyes that Lord Shaking had to give up one-third of his soul and even a ray of his true soul when facing this mysterious golden liquid. The shock in my heart can be imagined. Regarding this mysterious golden liquid that came from nowhere, a sense of mystery and a little uneasiness surged into my heart unconsciously. Because it's so powerful that it's a bit unbelievable.
Whoever it is, must have felt uneasy if there was such an uncontrollable factor in their body!
Thinking of this, Fang Tong couldn't help but frown slightly. It seemed like he remembered something. As soon as his consciousness moved, a vague silk thread began to swing at his fingertips. After a few random swings, it disappeared from the fingertips again.
Venerable Shaking Ding has stopped roaring at this moment and has returned to human form, appearing outside Fang Tong's body. But compared to before, the color on his body is much lighter. Obviously, a third of the soul that is directly cut off will not be as normal as a normal person, let alone a ray of true soul!
"Senior, please take care of me in the future." Seeing this, Fang Tong did not show any signs of gloating, but said with great respect.
"Care? Huhboy, you think I can't kill you now that I'm in the body of a soul. I advise you to change my soul back as soon as possible, otherwise" At this point, Lord Shaking couldn't help but His face turned cold, and waves of murderous aura rushed straight towards Fang Tong, as if he wanted to devour Fang Tong directly.
Even in the heyday of Lord Shaking Ding, Fang Tong would not have found anything scary about this overwhelming situation, because Fang Tong was originally a monk in the Mahayana stage, although now he is only a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. Cultivation has improved, but the knowledge and character are still there. Therefore, this method of using force to suppress others is very difficult for Fang Tong.It's useless at all, not to mention that the other party still has leverage in his hands!
Therefore, Fang Tong naturally turned a deaf ear to the aura shown by Lord Shaking Ding, and just looked at Lord Shaking Ding with a slight smile.
"I'd better advise Lord Shaking Ding not to get too angry! Unless you don't want that ray of true soul anymore, otherwise" Fang Tong looked at Lord Shaking Ding with a smile and said.
Hearing this, Lord Shaking Ding looked slightly startled, and his aura continued to press towards Fang Tong. At the same time, he said loudly: "I don't know whether to live or die!"
"Sir, don't deceive yourself." Looking at the Reverend Shaking Ding in front of him who was about to attack him, Fang Tong smiled lightly and said softly, but he didn't look afraid at all.
"What do you mean?" Lord Shaking Ding finally stopped his hand. His original ferocious look disappeared a lot, and his brows tightened, as if he was thinking about something.
"Follow me from now on! I will definitely not wrong you." Fang Tong did not directly answer the words of Lord Shaking. Instead, he said softly that made people confused.
"You are just a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul?" As if he acquiesced to the metaphor in Fang Tong's mouth, Lord Shaking Ding no longer bothered him, but responded to Fang Tong's question, with a little indifference in his eyes.
"Do you think you still have a choice? Although I can't command you as I wish, it won't be a big problem to make your life worse than death!" Fang Tong smiled lightly and said lightly, adding at the end : "What do you think of my soul armor?"
Hearing this, Venerable Shaking Ding's expression changed. After some struggle, he finally seemed to have made up his mind. Even in his soul body, he let out a breath of inertia. Then he said: "Don't know what to call me?"
Seeing this, Fang Tongxin was overjoyed, knowing that the other party had chosen to compromise. With a Mahayana monk by his side, in this world of cultivation where the jungle prevails, safety becomes more of a guarantee.
Although I was secretly happy in my heart, my expression did not change much. I responded calmly: "Your Majesty, just call me Fang Tong."
Venerable Shaking Ding exhaled slightly again, and the monk went against the will of heaven, pursuing great freedom. Basically, face and cultivation are the two most important things for monks. Venerable Shaking Ding is a Mahayana monk, so he is no exception.
Losing your freedom, you cannot help yourself for the sake of your wealth and life: if you lose your dignity again, it is very possible that you would rather live in pieces than in ruins. Seeing that Fang Tong showed respect, Lord Shaking naturally felt a little relieved.
¡°The reason for the scene before us also involves an accidental discovery by Fang Tong.
Looking at Master Shaking Ding being entangled with the transparent silk thread in the mysterious golden liquid, I was suddenly startled. Now that I can control a transparent silk thread, I wonder if I can also get into the mysterious golden liquid?
Thinking of this, Fang Tong's expression changed. A transparent silk thread immediately penetrated into the golden liquid. Sure enough, the transparent silk thread was like a fish entering water, able to swim freely according to Fang Tong's will.
"In this case, I wonder what the reaction will be if it is linked to the soul of Lord Shaking Ding?"
Curiosity is like a very tempting devil, making people keep getting closer and trying.
Under Fang Tong¡¯s control, the transparent silk thread gradually approached the patterned soul of Lord Shaking Ding like a cat that steals fish.
When the ball of soul was connected, nothing unusual happened. On the contrary, Fang Tong could still feel the current state of this group of souls very clearly.
It seems to have lost its activity now, just curled up there, no different from a rag doll that can be played with. Fang Tong can even erase himself. It doesn't matter if an ordinary soul wipes itself out. At most, it can only hurt the soul and then slowly make up for it.
But if a ray of true soul is wiped out, then the entire soul of Lord Shaking Ding will disappear. This is also the reason why Fang Tong can threaten Venerable Shaking Ding to work for him. Compared with temporarily obeying others' orders, it is better than dying and disappearing.
"Sir, what do you think should be done now?" Fang Tongfa asked, looking at the seven-colored divine sword that was still shaking in front of him.
"This sword is the most miraculous weapon I have ever seen. I'm afraid it might be an immortal weapon." Lord Shaking Ding looked at the seven-colored divine sword, his eyebrows flashed, and he said with longing.
"But" The topic changed and Lord Shaking Ding frowned slightly and said, but before he could finish speaking, he was picked up by Fang Tong.
"It seems to be suppressing something together with this formation." Fang Tong said.
"UhI thought that was the case too." Lord Shaking Ding glanced at Fang Tong in surprise, obviously not interested.It was beyond his expectation that a small early Yuanying monk could have such insight.
But what he could never have imagined was that although Fang Tong was currently at the early stage of Nascent Soul, his knowledge in the Mahayana stage was very real. (To be continued)