When Lu Ye came to his senses again, he was already standing by a large pool filled with mist. Rows of Immortal Guards stood near the pool. When the first commander saw the city lord, he immediately saluted.
The city lord waved his hand and asked him to retreat.
Lu Ye lowered his head and looked down. He couldn't see anything. Only the mist was rolling continuously. The mist seemed to be bound by some force. Although it was rolling continuously, it would not escape at all.
Is this the legendary soul-washing pool?
Yiyi stood beside him and whispered: "Lu Ye, that mist seems to be very useful to me."
She is a spirit body, so her perception of the mist is extremely keen. Lu Ye didn't notice anything, but Yiyi could feel that if she could enter the pool, the benefits she would get would be unimaginable.
Lu Ye turned to look at the city lord standing aside: "Just jump down like that?"
The city lord put his hands behind his back, took two steps forward, nodded and said: "Yes, just jump down, but you only have three hours. After three hours, I will send you back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ye jumped directly. Time was limited, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity.
The figure kept falling downwards, and soon Lu Ye noticed something was wrong. The soul-washing pool seemed... a little deep?
The city lord didn't say anything about this.
Just when Lu Ye was about to activate the flying wing tattoo, his body suddenly became light, as if there was some force below holding him up, and his speed slowly dropped, and finally stopped.
There is no feeling of guessing the real thing under my feet, but it is like stepping on cotton. What is certain is that I have not reached the bottom of the soul washing pool. I turned around and looked around, but I couldn't see Yiyi and the others. The rolling mist here was too thick, and it had already reached
To the point where I can't see my fingers.
There is no need to worry about their safety, they must be somewhere in the soul-washing pool at this moment.
With only three hours left, Lu Ye quickly sat down cross-legged.
The situation here reminded him of when he was tempering his body in Longquan. It was very similar to now. However, the blood mist in Longquan had to be absorbed in order to have the effect of tempering his body. It was different here. Lu Ye felt that there were invisible and invisible things all around him.
Power is constantly coming into my body.
The body becomes light, the mind becomes clear, and the fatigue from practicing and reading for days is gone.
This is the power of the soul-washing pool, which acts on the soul. Unfortunately, Lu Ye's current cultivation level is not enough and he has not yet touched the level of the soul. Otherwise, the benefits he can get from being here are absolutely unimaginable.
Even so, as long as he can absorb and refine the surrounding mist, the improvement to the soul will be huge.
There are such benefits if you don’t practice, but what if you practice?
Lu Ye quickly acted and built the spirit gathering pattern in his spiritual orifice.
With the blessing of the small funnel-shaped spirit gathering patterns, the surrounding mist was gathered and poured into Lu Ye's body faster, which made his consciousness become clearer and his body lighter.
Above the soul-washing pool, the city lord looked at it with his hands behind his back, murmuring to himself: "Two of the four images gathered together, it seems to be somewhat related to that one, which is a bit interesting."
While he was muttering to himself, the city lord's face froze, because he found that something was not right about Lu Ye's side, and he didn't know what method the boy used to make the surrounding mist continue to pour into his body, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
Coming faster and faster.
This is not a good phenomenon. The mist in the soul-washing pool is indeed of great help to the soul. Even if it is just soaked here, it can continuously enhance the power of the soul. But everything is too much and Lu Ye is only at the eighth level of Lingxi.
If you are not at the level of contacting the soul, the only consequence of devouring the soul mist like this is that you will be assimilated by the soul mist and your soul will be shattered.
Giving him three hours seems like too much. This kid doesn't need three hours. If this continues, he won't be able to hold on for even half an hour.
The city lord was not in a hurry to stop it, but instead watched with interest. He wanted to know what choices this kid would make when he realized something was wrong.
The increase in soul power is overwhelming and it's easy to get lost in it.
At this time, Lu Ye was enthusiastically constructing the spirit-gathering pattern in his spiritual orifice. As the mist around him continued to pour in, he felt that he was becoming more and more airy, and his whole person was filled with an indescribable feeling from the inside out.
A refreshing feeling, this feeling makes people intoxicated, unable to extricate themselves, and makes people feel that they can do anything.
As soon as this feeling occurred, he became vigilant and stopped constructing the spiritual pattern.
Because of his previous experience of tempering in Longquan, he knew that some things were too much and not enough.
Silently perceiving himself, different from the vague perception before, now his perception has become clearer, and as the mist refines, this clarity is getting stronger and stronger.
He could even "see" the flow of spiritual power in his body, and he could also "see" the talent tree in his body, which was rooted in the source spirit aperture. Many leaves on the talent tree were igniting with blazing fire.
He "saw" himself again, sitting cross-legged on the mist.
Lu Ye was shocked. Seeing his own situation from an outsider's perspective was obviously a little abnormal, and it was somewhat similar to the legendary soul leaving the body.
He lowered his head and looked around, and found that at some point he had transformed into a spirit body just like Yiyi.
The connection between my spiritual body and my physical body is rapidly weakening.
Something is wrong!
He quickly calmed down, and a strong pulling force came. Lu Ye suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was still sitting on the mist, but he was no longer in the spirit state just now.
There is something strange about the mist in this soul-washing pool.
Realizing this, Lu Ye suddenly became cautious.
He carefully examined himself, recalled all the feelings he had just felt, and quickly determined the problem.
The mist of the soul-washing pool does have great nourishing power for the soul and can increase the power of the soul, but there is a limit to what he can bear. After all, he is only a spiritual stream realm monk.
If the power of the soul becomes too strong in a short period of time, it will instinctively break away from the shackles of the physical body, such as the situation where the soul is out of the body just now, and as the soul continues to grow, this situation will become more and more serious.
The physical body is the container of the divine soul and the foundation of the divine soul. Once the divine soul gets rid of the shackles of the physical body, it will truly be transformed into a spiritual body.
This is a result that Lu Ye absolutely cannot accept.
A pure spirit body certainly has many conveniences, but without a physical body as a support, it is ultimately water without a source and a tree without roots.
Yiyi has no physical body, but she is a ghost transformed from amber, and she is actually dependent on it.
After identifying the problem, Lu Ye did not dare to act recklessly. This situation was different from the body tempering in Longquan. In Longquan, no matter how much blood mist was absorbed, it would only cause the body to become stronger in a short period of time, and the mind would not be able to follow suit.
There is no physical reaction, just get used to it gradually.
But letting the soul become too strong in this place is not a good thing after all.
Originally, he had constructed more than 130 spirit-gathering spirit patterns in his spiritual aperture, but now he quickly dispersed half of them, lest he could not bear the nourishment of the surrounding soul mist.
After a while, half of Lu Ye dispersed, leaving only thirty spirit-gathering spirit patterns.
The situation is still not optimistic. He seems to have devoured and refined too much soul mist just now, which has caused the power of his soul to increase to a limit. If it continues to grow like this, the phenomenon of soul leaving the body will inevitably occur again.
After feeling it for a moment, he had no choice but to disperse all the last thirty spirit patterns.
The situation became awkward. The benefits were clearly at his fingertips, but he could only sit there.
Next to the soul-washing pool, the city lord looked down and nodded slightly. Lu Ye was a little surprised that Lu Ye could realize the problem so quickly and even resisted the temptation of increasing the soul mist.
It seems that this guy is pretty good. As he said before, you can't be too greedy. Only when you are content can you always be happy.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Lu Ye take out the storage bag, open the mouth of the bag, and shake it from side to side, as if he was going to put the soul mist into the storage bag...
The city lord couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, and then he realized that this nonsense about not being too greedy was pure nonsense.
Under the soul-washing pool, Lu Ye checked the situation in the storage bag and found that it did contain some soul mist, but the storage bag itself had limited space. Even if it was full, how much could it hold?
Legend has it that someone once got a few drops of the soul-washing pool water by chance, and took it out to honor the elders in the family. Where did they get the pool water?
Lu Ye put away the storage bag, lowered his head and looked down.
This thick and rolling soul mist cannot be born for no reason. Could it be that the water of the soul-washing pool is underneath?
Quickly hanging the storage bag on his waist, Lu Ye dived down, using his hands and feet together, and swam towards the depths of the Soul Washing Pond as if swimming.
After a while, I felt that the speed was too slow, so I activated the flying wing tattoos and quickly flew downwards.
As if flying among the thick clouds, Lu Ye continued to penetrate deeper and deeper.
A full stick of incense did not reach the bottom of the pool. The soul-washing pool seemed to be a bottomless abyss. Lu Ye felt that something was wrong. No matter how deep the soul-washing pool was, there was a limit. It was obviously inappropriate for him to fly a stick of incense like this.
normal.
Beside the soul-washing pool, the city lord has been sitting by the pool without knowing it. He holds his chin with one hand and has a playful expression. Although Xianyuan City often has living people coming in for some reasons, he is the city lord and will not easily be in those places.
It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting scene before my junior.
In his field of vision, Lu Ye did not go deep into the Soul Washing Pond at all, but remained in place, maintaining the posture of flying downwards. The rolling soul mist around him and even the special environment in the Soul Washing Pond made Lu Ye feel...
A deepening illusion.
In the soul-washing pool, Lu Ye retracted his spiritual wings and turned his head to look at the thick soul mist around him, thoughtfully.
Since there is no way to determine how deep the soul-washing pool is, and there is no way to determine whether the pool water can be found even at the bottom, can you make some soul-washing pool water yourself?
Logically speaking, such a rich soul mist should be able to form soul water with a little guidance of condensation. This is the same principle as mist condensation. As for how to guide the condensation of soul mist, Lu Ye does have some ideas.
This chapter has been completed!