The soul, which had lost its true spirit consciousness and was left with only a shell, suddenly opened its eyes at this moment. There was a gleam in his eyes, illuminating the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

With the return of consciousness, Fang Ping's perception of his body also began to recover. The mist of soul energy floating in the sea of ​​consciousness also began to surge at this moment, turning into a tornado and being sucked into Fang Ping's soul.

"Who am I? What happened?"

Fang Ping's soul spoke lightly, like an old monk who had been in meditation for a hundred years, with a calm tone and no emotional fluctuations.

"No, my consciousness is incomplete, and my true spirit is damaged."

Soon Fang Ping discovered that his current state was abnormal. At the same time, he also felt the countless memory fragments and true spirit fragments wandering outside his soul sea of ​​consciousness, which were slightly connected to him, waiting for him to find them.

When a cultivator's soul is first established, it will open up a soul space at the center of the eyebrows. Outside this soul space is the boundless sea of ​​consciousness.

Now the memory fragments and true spirit fragments that Fang Ping sensed were floating in the boundless sea of ​​consciousness.

He could vaguely sense the existence of these fragments, some far away and some near. If he could retrieve these memory fragments in time, then his soul and true spirit would be restored to their original state.

If he could not retrieve these memory fragments for a long time, then he would always be in a state of unclear memory and confusion.

"Why is this happening? No, my body..."

He just wanted to control his consciousness to break through the soul space to retrieve these memory fragments, but the next moment, he felt that something seemed to have happened to his body.

With a thought, he instantly gained control of his body, and at the same time, his consciousness was released. The powerful consciousness swept across and directly covered an area of ​​more than 20 feet in radius.

Then he found that he was being held by two puppets, following a female cultivator in black and red clothes, and quickly ran towards a hall.

"Wait a minute!"

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask about the other party's identity and his own situation.

"Fang Ping, you're awake. Go, someone is coming." The female cultivator said in surprise, then looked back nervously, and then she ran faster.

He jumped off the puppet and turned his head curiously in the direction the girl had just looked at.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw someone holding a token in the distance, passing through the light curtain of the formation that covered this place and entering the square.

"Finally in, is this the core hall and square of Tiangong Pavilion?"

"Hey, what's that in front, is there anyone there?"

"Yes, I saw it too, it seems that two figures flashed away."

"What's going on, isn't this the hall of Tiangong Pavilion, how could someone arrive earlier than us?"

As more and more people appeared, many people knew that they had worked hard to break into the depths of the secret realm, and finally arrived here after experiencing a life-and-death experience, but they were told that someone had already got there first.

This made them simply unacceptable.

At this time, among the cultivators who had just entered this place, three camps were clearly divided.

Each of the three camps had its own strong men leading the team. They were the first group of people to pass through the formation, so they naturally saw the fleeting figure.

They moved forward all the way, experienced breaking through multiple formations, encountered a large number of powerful puppets blocking the road, and suffered injuries and casualties in successive battles. Finally, by chance, they got a book that introduced the origin of this secret place.

At the same time, they also got some pass tokens, which allowed them to come to the main hall square with the tokens according to the records in the books.

These books and tokens were actually left behind deliberately when the people of Tiangong Pavilion moved away, in order to prevent accidents in the future, so that future generations could enter the main hall safely when they returned.

But they thought they were lucky enough, but what they didn't know was that before them, there were actually people who arrived here earlier than them.

"Whose people?" Fang Yuanzheng said with an ugly face.

He already had a talent for the soul, and this was a puppet sect, so there was a high possibility that there would be skills and treasures to temper the soul.

However, they had worked so hard to get here, but someone got there first, which made him extremely unhappy.

Zheng Chi also looked unhappy: "How did they get in? We have always been at the front of the team, and no one should get here faster than us."

"Is there any other way to get here?" Xiu Niang frowned.

The three parties looked at each other, and then looked at the young man standing at the front of the Tianbao Pavilion. www.x33xs.com

He is the young master of Tianbao Pavilion, who can make the two feuding sects, Qiyun Sect and Tiansha Sect, coexist peacefully with his own strength.

At the beginning, the geniuses of the two major sects only gave him face because of the identity of the young master and did not take action in front of him.

However, as geniuses of their respective sects, they are all arrogant and arrogant. Although they will give face to the young master on the surface, they must be dissatisfied with him in their hearts.

But after breaking through all the barriers and fighting several battles, especially after fighting against the powerful puppets blocking the way in the depths of the secret realm, they gradually began to look at the young pavilion master with a little more awe.

Because the young pavilion master of Tianbao Pavilion is really very strong, very strong, whether in terms of spiritual root qualifications, cultivation methods, or soul cultivation, he is far superior to them.

Besides, as the young master of Tianbao Pavilion, he was wealthy, and every treasure he took out from time to time moved them.

It can be said that if the young master had not been strong enough and had not used his power without reservation, they would not have been able to reach this place so smoothly.

Even until the secret realm was closed, they might still be struggling with those puppet mechanisms.

"Let's go, go directly, there should be no danger in this square."

At the command of the young master, they all went forward into the square and headed towards the main hall of Tiangong Pavilion.

When someone just broke through the formation and appeared beside the square, Tong Xianyi immediately pulled Fang Ping into the main hall.

However, they were still a step slower and were discovered by the three powerful people.

"Who are you?" After being pulled by the female cultivator for a while, Fang Ping suddenly stopped and asked the other party.

"I..." Tong Xianyi was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. It must be because Fang Ping's soul was damaged when he took over the body just now.

Of course, she was not sure whether the other party was Fang Ping or Tong Wu now.

"You really don't recognize me? Then do you still know who you are?" Tong Xianyi asked.

"I am... Fang Ping?" Fang Ping asked the other party in confusion.

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