Jade bone ice muscle

Once the way to go against the sky is determined, the master and apprentice immediately get busy.

One person's master - remove the control of the soul and let them recognize the master.

One person takes charge of the outside - set up an array to hide, and build an island in the air.

It can be said that there is a clear division of labor and each performs its duties.

In full swing, doing a business that cannot be tolerated in the world.

As a result, Yu Wuque was under a little bit of psychological pressure. After all, the first time he was captured by He Bugui with soul art, he was beaten to pieces. The opponent even threatened him that he would kill him if he dared to use it indiscriminately.

Now that he wants to take over the soul of the entire island, except for a sentence of "be bold and reckless", He Bugui not only did not blame him, but also worked very hard together with him. This turnaround is faster than turning over a book, which makes Yu Wuque feel a little worried apprehensive.

Yu Wuque informed the dead souls of the deep pit about the follow-up arrangements. The various reasons were briefly mentioned, and no one had any objections. Immediately after the crane returned, a large number of low-level puppets were released. One person goes to clean a clean house, and the rest are responsible for emptying the village for facilities for casting spells and building hanging islands.

Crane Bugui raced against the clock to set up the formation, using whatever was at hand, wiped his own blood and placed the formation stones, and when the kung fu recovered at dawn, the formation would be erected immediately.

All the links were closely linked and progressed in an orderly manner, and Yu Wuque felt a little more anxious.

It doesn't matter if one person is absurd, but the master and apprentice are absurd together, and the matter is revealed, will it bring endless troubles to He Bugui?

Worries followed him so much that he sent He Bugui back to the hut, and when he was about to persuade Rui Su to bring Wynn back to start the next step, his legs and feet began to fail, he took three steps and two steps back, and finally stood in front of the master.

He Bugui turned his head: "What are you dawdling about?"

Yu Wuque: "Master, when you were in Wuliangzhai, Master Zong Huan also asked you to make an oath."

Crane Bugui: "Well, why did you ask this suddenly?"

"Is it about me?"

Yu Wuque looked directly at him, between the emotions of wanting to know and fear of knowing.

Crane Bugui was stunned and said, "Is it important whether it has anything to do with you?"

"Important." Yu Wuque said, "Because I made a poisonous oath, which is related to the forbidden technique, and now I am using it again. If the oath of the master is related to me, I can't use it without distraction."

He Bugui thought it was funny: "Under the Chijin Mountain, you have never been such a mother-in-law. Today, you are looking forward and backward."

Yu Wuque muttered: "The days when one person was full and the whole family was not hungry are gone forever, now it's not you..."

He was choked up in the following words, and he didn't think about how to describe it more appropriately, so he had to shut up.

Now worrying about gains and losses, looking forward and backward, it's not all because I suddenly have an extra master.

Is there someone more to worry about?

Although he made a poisonous oath to Abbot Zong Huan, there were words first, and he took everything on him, but at the beginning Wuliangzhai made a swearing-off because the crane did not return to stand in front of him.

He was very afraid that his behavior would be half wrong, and that he would not return the burden of repaying his evil power, so what should he do?

"Forget it." Feeling embarrassed and long-winded, Yu Wuque rubbed his head and turned around, "I'm going to find Ruisu."

He Bugui looked at his slowly moving back, but there was a gentle shadow in his eyes.

Zong Huan once said that this person can be drawn on a blank sheet of paper, and he is serious.

At the foot of the Chijin Mountain, he acted recklessly and without any scruples, no matter how he moved, whether he killed spirit beasts, he was plausible and completely fearless, now it seems that he has not been taught much, but he has his own concerns and...

care.

Because of concern, I will worry, I will think twice before doing something, think about right and wrong, and weigh whether to advance or retreat.

The mother-in-law was just joking, but when He Bugui realized what he was worried about, his heart inevitably moved.

I don't know if I didn't teach it well, or if this kid has a problem with his comprehension.

It would be good for him to care about the common people and put the world first. He only thought about whether he had made a poisonous oath related to him.

But it's always good to be concerned.

The crane doesn't want to return.

"The oath I swear is indeed related to you."

He raised his gaze slightly, and landed on the young Shu Lang's back. He saw Yu Wuque's seemingly dejected back suddenly straightened. He stood there for a moment, then turned back abruptly, with an expression that couldn't tell whether it was excitement or surprise. or something else.

In short, he saw a kind of warm and bright vitality on Yu Wuque's face, which was a beautiful and unforgettable smile.

He Bugui said expressionlessly: "I can only guarantee that I can teach you to be kind all your life and be a kind person. In this matter, you have a heart of compassion, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Yu Wuque was greatly encouraged, hesitation was swept away: "I know, I won't let Master down."

"Yeah." He Bugui opened the door curtain, and when he stepped in, the corner of his mouth smiled very lightly, "Then just let go and do it."

……

Soraka cleaned out a clean and spacious house, arranged things for the practice in the courtyard in advance, transported the heads from the deep pit together with other wooden puppets, and salvaged the long snails on the coast one after another. All the things left in the courtyard were also searched, and all of them were piled up in the courtyard.

Crane Bugui had already lit a charcoal basin, and was tinkling and polishing the utensils before the case.

Manling Island, where only the living dead live, cannot be discovered, and will disappear out of thin air in the world.

It's not enough to use formations to isolate it. Crane Bugui has to drag it up and hang it above the sea—separated from living things, so that Yin and Yang will not be out of balance, and will not affect each other's life.

Although I have a large Yanjia for my own use, it will return to Manling Island from now on. There must be a major change in the source of the drive. At least it must be guaranteed that the crane will not return or die, and everything here will not be affected. There are also two islands of Tuoling and Jibo that are worrying, and they must be completed as soon as possible tonight.

Half an hour later, Yu Wuque came back.

Following behind were Rui Su and Tang Huai'en with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes. I don't know how many times he had lost his tongue, but it seemed that these two people had been completely convinced, and wanted to go into the house and say goodbye to the crane again. Yu Wuque heard the tinkling in the house With a loud sound, he raised his hand to stop it: "Master is busy with tomorrow's affairs, so there is no need to go in."

Rui Su looked at the yard full of heads and conch, really worried: "Then I—"

"Go home and wait. It's snowing outside and it's very cold. When the spell is over, Wynn will go home." Yu Wuque carefully took Tang Wynn into the courtyard, let him sit on the porch, and sat cross-legged on the side, " Just close your eyes, and if you hear something in a while, just obey my will."

These words were also addressed to the head of the courtyard, and he knew that everyone could hear them.

Just as he was about to move, the jingle in the room stopped, and a gust of warm wind flew onto the back of Yu Wuque's neck as the door curtain was lifted. He shrank his neck and turned his head to look over: "Master."

He Bugui draped a big cloak for him, covered it with heat, and then pulled a strand of spiritual thread straight into the back of his heart. He sat down behind Yu Wuque and raised his palm to channel the spiritual power.

It was nightfall when Crane Bugui was weak, and these spiritual powers were accumulated over time to save his life, so they could not be easily used. Just as Yu Wuque wanted to refuse, he heard Crane Bugui say indifferently: "Don't talk too much, it's like that. I can rest assured."

Yu Wuque closed his eyes: "Well, with Master around, we will get twice the result with half the effort, so I'm starting!"

"it is good."

hum-

The scene and sound in front of him were disturbed and inhaled by an invisible vortex, as if his vitality was drained for a moment, Yu Wuque was in a daze, and successfully entered the country.

Blessed by the spiritual power of Youhe Bugui, Yu Wuque was able to grow the mantra root at the fastest speed after entering the soul realm. The root system was based on his soul, and the longer it grew, the more prosperous it was, stably and ruthlessly pierced into every floating soul fire.

Big roots grow small roots, and the whole body is covered with forbidden spells. The soul fire is like a fruit, gradually wrapped by the roots of the mantra. The roots left by the goddess on the soul fire suddenly struggle, trying to fight against foreign invaders. is the key to decontrol.

But two hours ago, he had just performed a soul technique. At that time, his soul was a little unstable, and He Bugui felt it. Therefore, just after entering the country this time, He Bugui's worried voice sounded in his ears.

[If you are not good at learning, don't force yourself. 】

【Master, don't worry, the disciple feels good. 】

[Then what are you shaking? 】

[Am I shaking? 】

[The whole body is trembling, cold sweat is flowing, the face is pale, and the lips are purple, can you do it. 】

【…】

Of course I can do it, how can a man say he can't do it, Yu Wuque insisted.

[Entering the realm, the physical body is like a shell, and the five senses are fading, and you can't feel it, but although there are many souls, with the blessing of Master's spiritual power, the roots of the mantra have been penetrated. 】

It was said before that the two of them had not had time to communicate about the details of the casting of the soul spell, so they couldn't understand what the hell the spell was.

But Yu Wuque's physical body was too weak, so he had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, and pushed in a wave of pure spiritual power to protect his body, exhorting.

[Do it slowly, the teacher is behind you, don't rush. 】

He Bugui's voice is not deep, but when he speaks in a low voice, the speed is very slow, scratching his ears and heart itches, but it makes people feel at ease.

Yu Wuque took the spiritual power as the basis and his own soul as the basis, and suddenly lit a cluster of spiritual fire, which ignited his own soul.

As soon as the soul power was released, the forbidden curse on the mantra root kept flickering, and the Goddess' mantra root conflicted more intensely. Yu Wuque faintly touched a little energy of the other party, and his heart was inevitably horrified.

All the soul fires are piled together, and the energy released at the same time is dozens of times larger than that of saving Tang Huai'en. This is not an easy task for Yu Wuque, and the other party can do this by relying on conch shells. It can be seen in the soul art In terms of use, the gap between myself and the goddess is like a natural moat.

Where did this strange, evil, powerful and limitless soul technique come from?

The last person who knew this method was scolded for 1000 years, and now he still "turns pale" when he mentions his name, and the goddess is about to take over and become the next person who will cause disaster for thousands of years.

Why did I learn such a powerful spell for nothing after having a few dreams?

He was suspicious while pushing, and the competitive spirit aroused by the gap made him unwilling to take a half step back. Besides, the goddess did evil and did good, so how could evil prevail over good?

The spiritual fire burned from the soles of the feet to the knees, and the goddess' mantras were no match for this power, and they began to be assimilated by Yu Wuque.

He remembered studying at Happy House, and dismantling the principles of soul art with He Bugui in his spare time.This soul realm, which is neither the sea of ​​consciousness nor the reality, is invisible to ordinary people. Even if one's cultivation level is as high as a crane's, one can only get a glimpse of it from "Eternal History".

Yu Wuque spread his hands, and he didn't understand much. He said that the son of the chosen one had a strange bone and cultivated to ascend to immortality, so he, who was born with soul skills, was also a master of the bones, and he was simply the son of the chosen one. .

He Bugui couldn't listen to the dejected words, so he knocked ten chestnuts hard and explained a truth to him.

There is a sky, and the sky controls fate, and it is the flesh and blood that people rely on for a lifetime.

There is the earth below, and the earth holds the soul. The so-called "spirit" of all things is this little soul.

Flesh is life, most mortals practice for a lifetime, and most of them seek an immortal body, no matter how bad it is, the magic power is to live longer and better. In the final analysis, they still practice for a limited number of lives.

After a person dies, most of the soul's whereabouts are unknown. After entering the underworld and reincarnating, all the things in life are forgotten, but the "spirit" will never die from the beginning to the end, and the world of the "spirit" is the meaning of life itself .In He Bugui's view, the disappearance of flesh and blood does not mean death. The real death is the complete extinction of the "spirit" of the cycle.

Therefore, he couldn't do something as decisive as beating the dead souls of Manling Island to ashes. Based on this, Yu Wuque fully understood.

Crane Bugui said: "The person favored by the gods is at most the last Feixian, and that is only a breakthrough of the limit of fate. But the person favored by the earth and the underworld can lead to the world of souls and control the "spirit" of all things. "

The implication is that characters like Yu Wuque, Ji Xuan, and Goddess are the sons of Dixuan, who not only possess abilities that cannot be obtained by others, but also have hidden huge energy enough to surpass immortals.

"That's why ignorant people are afraid and avoid snakes and scorpions. I tell you this, but I don't want you to use it." He Bugui warned, "Yu Wuque, I want you to have a heart of awe."

To be in awe of heaven, earth, life, and the spirit of all things is to use this powerful energy for the common people.

At that time, Yu Wuque agreed wholeheartedly, but in fact he couldn't fully understand it. Now that he saw the truth of the soul state, he understood a little.

Withdrawing his complicated thoughts, the mantra roots tightened on every ray of soul fire like vines, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he suddenly lost his strength.

Only a few "clicks" were heard, and the long snails piled up in the corner shattered.

In the soul realm, the Goddess' mantra root has completely become a perfect thing, and he is at his command.

However, the spiritual fire burned from his knees to his waist, and he felt his soul trembling due to the burning, thinking that the situation of his physical body was not much better.

Just thinking about it, the spiritual power of Crane Bugui pushed in a lot, dispersed to the limbs and bones, and once again directly protected the dantian.

Crane Bugui protected almost all his vitals firmly.

【Master, all the turbid moons have been lifted, and they are free. 】

【I know, the murex is broken.Take a break, you are too weak. 】

[I can, I'm doing very well, don't rest. 】

【…】

[One bout of energy, then decline three times——]

[Accept, I didn't want to test your text. 】

After a few jokes, Yu Wuque had already regained some strength, and the next thing he was familiar with was "Sun Devourer", and he had to go all out to end the matter with vigor.

The spirit fire ignited again, burning from the waist to the neck, the root of the mantra twisted for a moment, densely packed forbidden spells climbed on the soul fire.

Yu Wuque couldn't feel what was going on in his physical body, but the feeling of his soul being burned was really uncomfortable. It was neither painful nor itchy nor crispy or numb. He couldn't find words to describe it. From the spirit body to the consciousness, to the emotions, six desires and the five senses, it seemed that there was an invisible vortex draining his vitality.

For a moment, he even thought, if his soul was burnt out, would he just fly away or go to the underworld?Does this count as the backlash of soul art?

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood what "the goddess eats the head" meant!

Just as he was about to tell the crane that he had not returned, countless strands of miscellaneous memories flooded into his body, together with joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, hatred, hatred, countless human faces, the past of several lifetimes, like The pages of the book were blown away by the strong wind, crashing into my brain.

In just a moment, he seemed to have tasted the pains of hundreds of reincarnations, the pain of parting from life and death, the regret of the end of the play, the happiness of children and grandchildren, and the beauty of mutual love.

There are a hundred or so souls in front of them. They have experienced several lives, and they have fed back to Yu Wuque so much. The hard work and hardships that others have gone through in a lifetime can be easily absorbed by Yu Wuque.

He wanted to call out "Master", but he got stuck in his throat, and finally he could only say in a daze, "I'm so sad."

【Jade Wuque】

[Yu Wuque, wake up. 】

【Jade Wuque! 】

"Wu Que, wake up!" He Bugui hugged him in his arms, patted his face lightly, but felt the hot tears on his cheeks, scalding his fingertips.

I don't know what happened in the soul realm. When Yu Wuque woke up in a trance, his eyes were straight and his tears were streaming. He was sitting cross-legged, but now that the sun was devouring, the soul spell was removed, and he was half lying on the ground. In his arms, the back of his neck was resting on the master's shoulder, and the faint warm fragrance of hibiscus brought him back to his sanity, and it was He Bugui who called him "Wu Que" to pull him back.

"It turns out that the sun is like this." Yu Wuque looked at the void and couldn't move, "Master, I can see how many lives each person has experienced, and what has happened to me, just like looking at myself."

No wonder he couldn't bear it, his emotions collapsed, he didn't return to coax people with a clumsy mouth, and he gave a dry "um", his eyes fell on the two lines of clear tears, and Yu Wuque's bright and flamboyant appearance was used to him. Once, teardrops hung crystal clear on his jade-like white face, but underneath was a look of great enlightenment and loss.

"Thank you." He Bugui whispered, hiding his distress.

Yu Wuque shook his head feebly: "I'm fine, I feel sorry for them."

Everyone lives so hard, and life is so difficult. There are thousands of beings, and these sporadic people are not a big deal, but he is connected with everyone in the soul state, and he can empathize with any subtle emotions.

They died as if they were dead, and when they lost they were lost.

They were more sad than heartbroken, leaving Yu Wuque at a loss what to do, heartbroken.

All beings suffer, and there is nothing I can do about it.

"Before I really thought about the right and wrong of this matter, and hesitated whether I should do it." Yu Wuque sighed, "Master, seeing the suffering, I just want to save them."

"Ah."

"Even if the soul technique is a big taboo, it will still be like this when you meet me again in the future. Even if others say that I am wrong, I will not regret it."

Crane Bugui didn't say a word, Yu Wuque murmured again: "I won't regret it, master, don't blame you."

Yu Wuque casually fished into the corner of the wall and brought over a jar of pickles. He tilted his head and smiled wryly at a certain direction of the head pile: "Yingying, I'll put it in the snow for you in a while, and give it to daddy when you wake up. Wait a day, okay?"

He Bugui couldn't hear the soul's words, so he could probably guess that this was some soul's wish that stopped abruptly before his death. Yu Wuque hugged the pickle jar in a daze and stopped moving. Tears fell on the jar, and the overwhelming sadness was gone. Not so freeing.

The stinky boy will grow up overnight, but he can't feel comfort when the crane doesn't return, only distressed.

He stretched out his fingers clumsily, trying to wipe away the tears, but someone grabbed his fingers, and Yu Wuque sniffed in embarrassment: "Master, don't look at me, it's too embarrassing. I'll be fine soon. I haven't cried since I grew up." Nose, don't make me cry."

"You cried, it was very noisy." He Bugui slapped his hands away, and wiped his face with his sleeves, "I went to pick you up when I was a child, and you cried until the tent next door almost collapsed."

Yu Wuque was crying and laughing, thinking what time is this, Master, why are you still in the mood to tease me.

Still not human!

Tears were boiling hot, the young man was sad, but his compassionate heart was too soft, He Bugui hugged him a little tighter, and called him "Wu Que" affectionately for the second time tonight.

People are always like this, it’s okay to be sad alone and shed tears silently. No one can persuade you. Once you persuade and considerately, the tears will become more unstoppable. In fact, the sad feeling has faded a lot with the removal of the spell. The suffering of rebirth has its own way To continue, Yu Wuque just needs an outlet to vent out the emotions poured into him.

Unexpectedly, He Bugui reached out to touch the wet cheeks, and both of them froze, but after a brief moment of stupefaction, the master pressed the wet corners of his eyes, and he rarely gave such a soft and gentle order: "Don't cry anymore, be obedient."

The author says:

Take the plot√

Stuffing him with hundreds of people's countless reincarnation stories in one night, asking him to cry and digest it all, is really just to encourage the growth of seedlings.

When the body and mind grow together, you can chase love wantonly.

It seems that I have gradually written dramas. It is said that the author of Little Transparent writes dramas by squatting in the ice cellar. I am already numb from the cold hahaha.