"Just one page?" "Yes, just one page." Xuan Ming blushed a little, but still looked at Xiao Chen calmly. "This shouldn't be the case!" Xiao Chen frowned. Although he had never read the Soul Sutra, he knew that this was not the only untold secret of the Wu Clan. "Could it be!" Xiao Chen was so shrewd that he immediately thought of the key and sneered in his heart, "It would be fine if this page of the Soul Sutra can help me, but if you don't wait and see." "War Emperor, is there something wrong?" Xuan Ming looked at Xiao Chen's changing expressions and thought he had seen a clue. Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "There is nothing wrong. Xuan Ming, please step aside first. I will return it to you Wu Clan after I finish studying this page of Soul Sutra." "Oh, okay!" Xuan Ming Her heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, she felt that she was invisible under Xiao Chen's gaze, and she could die instantly with just a thought. This is a naked warning, a warning to myself, the other ancestral witches, or even the entire witch clan! After Xuan Ming left, Xiao Chen snorted coldly and was filled with anger. This Wu Clan really doesn't know how to praise. If I don't get the method I want, I don't mind destroying you. With a squeeze of his hand, the entire stone table was crushed into powder, which showed the hatred in Xiao Chen's heart. After a long time, Xiao Chen slowly calmed down the anger in his heart and turned to look at the page of Soul Sutra in his hand. This thin page of the Soul Sutra is made of a kind of silk called Tiansixiu. It has a nice name and extraordinary functions. It is invulnerable to water and fire, and hard to break with swords. ?? The silkworm silk show is the silk spun out by a cicada pupa called the Divine Winged Silkworm. It is known as one of the divine materials of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. What is even more amazing is that this kind of silkworm silk show innately contains a kind of Taoism. This principle is memory. As long as you put the silk embroidery on something with words, you can record all the words and images on that carrier without any deviation. Xiao Chen carefully studied the words in this Soul Sutra. This Soul Sutra mainly talks about the method of cultivating the body with the soul. It is so mysterious that even Xiao Chen finds it difficult. In fact, the Wu Clan has no soul. After Pangu created the world, her soul turned into the Three Pure Ones, and her essence and blood turned into the Ancestral Witch. The Wu Clan does not have a soul innately. And this Soul Sutra was not actually created by the witch clan, but was born from innate chaos, and was accidentally obtained by the ancestral witch from a sky stone. The most important thing in Dao Dao is the soul of the old ancestor Wu Shao, and Dao Dao gives the Soul Sutra to make up for the deficiency. The essence of the Soul Sutra is to condense the soul without soul, and the soul of the future will become the innate body. This inspired Xiao Chen a lot, but at the same time it caused a lot of doubts and worries about whether the soul condensed the day after tomorrow belonged to that flower. There are no two similar flowers in this world, one in front of the other. Even if they grow on the same branch, they just stagger the time. Even if they grow exactly the same and are exactly the same, are their essences the same or different? There are no two similar flowers in the world. One bloomed in the past and the other bloomed in the present. Xiao Chen didn't know whether they could intersect, but at this moment, he selectively ignored this problem. No matter whether it is the same flower or not, I have to try it, because apart from this method, there is no hope that Fuxi's past body can be condensed. With a flick of his wrist, Xiao Chen pinched out a wisp of fireworks. It was hazy, like a light waiting for a wanderer to return home. This fire is called a soul lamp. The soul lamp is the essence recorded in this book. Only by condensing the soul lamp can the first body of the soul be condensed. The soul lamp is a magical object condensed with the power of faith and the energy of the great avenue, as well as the thoughts of the caster. It does not have any magical power in itself. It has only one function, which is to summon the remaining thoughts in the world. "Fuxi, Fuxi, it's been a lot of hardship in the past, why don't you come back early!" Xiao Chen murmured in his mouth, like crying or complaining, but the world was silent and there was no ripple at all. Xiao Chen's expression changed, and his eyes were a little sad. Is Fu Xi's soul really no longer in the world? The only reason why Xiao Chen wanted to summon the soul was to see if Fu Xi's remnant soul existed in the world. If there is, it can have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort in re-condensing the past body, and does not even require the magic method of the witch clan. "Try again!" Xiao Chen still didn't give up, and began to perform a soul summoning technique. He pointed at the soul lamp and swayed it, and the sound of whispering filled the void. Gonggong, Xuan Ming and others who were cultivating in the Ancestral Witch Hall were all shaken and looked in the direction of the stone pavilion with some surprise. They couldn¡¯t believe that Xiao Chen could master the secret techniques of the Soul Sutra so quickly. How much vision and cultivation did this require? "Hey, having such a person in the human race is a worry for our Wu clan." Gou Mang sighed softly, and there was a look between his brows and eyes.Sad. Xuan Ming looked at Ju Mang gloomily and said quietly for a while: "Third brother, do you think you can really hide it from Xiao Chen?" "My little sister, you are not tempted, are you?" "What are you talking about?" Seeing this, Gonggong hurriedly yelled: "Little sister, why should you be angry? Gou Mang is just joking, but Xiao Chen is an eternal hero. Little sister, it's okay if you are tempted. It's human nature, human nature." It's okay if you don't say it, but when you say it, Xuan Ming became even more angry, and immediately exploded: "Shut up, you all, don't practice hard all day long, and think about all these dirty things." "Humph!" With a flick of his sleeves and robes, he was already After leaving the Ancestral Witch Hall, a group of Ancestral Witches were left looking at each other. At this moment, a loud noise came from the sky and the earth, awakening all the ancestral witches, and they all turned their heads to look at the source of the sound. "But I saw a dim light coming from the far west in an instant, misty and swaying, like a lost will-o'-the-wisp, or like a green lantern in the hands of a returning traveler. "Fuxi still has a soul!" Gonggong, Dijiang, Zhu Rong and other ancestral shamans were all shocked to the extreme. It is incredible that a person who has been dead for eternity can still have a soul. According to what they thought, Xiao Chen's soul-calling was bound to fail. At that time, they could only take the second step and use another secret technique in the Soul Sutra to condense Fuxi's past body. Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen succeeded in summoning the soul, which surprised all the ancestral witches! "I'm afraid it's not that simple!" Tian Wu, the only one among the eight ancestral witches who maintained a beast body, said quietly. Tian Wu has eight human faces and a tiger body with ten tails. He usually doesn't speak, but once he speaks, he always hits the target. Therefore, when the other ancestral witches heard Tian Wu's words, their expressions changed and they looked at the mysterious group more carefully. Light changes. But when you see that group of dim light, it has a vague appearance, but its appearance is blurry, and it will drift away at any time. If you look closely, you will find that it looks like countless green smoke condensed together. "It turns out it's thoughts, not souls!" Gonggong and the others breathed a sigh of relief. It would be difficult for them to accept that the souls of people who had died for eternity still existed. But if they were just thoughts, it would still make sense. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off back Regarding the theory of spirit, no one knows better than the Buddhist guide, because he took the path of enlightenment in dreams. The goal of attaining enlightenment in a dream is to turn yourself into a dream and let the world live in his dream, in order to strengthen your spirit. The spirit of guidance can be said to be the most powerful among all saints. Even Xiao Chen is not qualified to deny this. However, Fuxi¡¯s spirit has been away from his body for a long time, and he has been lost for endless years. It can be said that he has long lost his past, and his current spirit can only be regarded as a regret. Xiao Chen looked at the green mass of residual thoughts in front of him, and felt a little bitter in his heart: "I originally thought it was a residual soul, but I never thought it was just residual thoughts, residual thoughts, residual thoughts, what's the use of it!" "Hey, God doesn't pity my human race, or God Don¡¯t pity Fu Xi!¡± Xiao Chen stood up gently, his rickety background showing infinite desolation. He also knew that if he didn¡¯t condense his past body with his remaining soul, he would create his past body out of thin air with the present. The condensed Fuxi may only be afraid of its shape but not its spirit. It may even not be the same flower at all, similar in form but ultimately different in spirit. "That's it, that's all, I'll make a bet with the sky." Xiao Chen clapped his palms, and the page of the Soul Sutra in his hand fell lightly into the Ancestral Witch Hall, and Xiao Chen's cold voice sounded at the same time. "The land in the far west of the human race, a territory of 100,000 miles, bounded by the Shahe River, belongs to your Wu clan." "What!" Gonggong and others jumped in surprise, and then they all bowed their hands to Xiao Chen and thanked him. Xiao Chen's expression remained unchanged, he just glanced lightly, and with a movement of his body, he was out of the netherworld. "Human Emperor Religion, I'm here." Xiao Chen looked at the familiar Three Thousand Sword Peaks in front of him. They were still boundless. In the thick of autumn, the highest Lundao Peak was still filled with mist all year round, and birds appeared and disappeared. , revealing the fairy atmosphere. Xiao Chen didn't wake anyone up. He turned into a breeze and floated gently up to Lundao Peak. Looking at the familiar jade palaces, he felt a lot of emotions in his heart. Back then, he, Ye Shuo, Lin Mei, Jiu Ying and others Starting from scratch and establishing the Human Emperor Religion, it was so difficult step by step. ¡°Everyone in the world knows that there is no difference in scenery, but who knows that every decision is made after planning, and is calculated and planned day and night by Ye Shuo, Bei Gongyu, Yang Yi and others.When he reached Mingyue Pavilion, Xiao Chen subconsciously looked up at the moon in the sky. The moon was like a bright jade mirror. In the bright yellow moonlight, Xueyan and himself were vaguely reflected. When you look at it again, the moon is still the moon and the people are still people. Xiao Chen lowered his head and sighed softly: "In the boundless moonlight, I still can't remember the past." "But some people can remember it for a lifetime!" Dressed in pink palace clothes, the village showed boundless tenderness. Xiao Chen stared blankly at the woman in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart that he couldn't express for a long time.