Li Yan quickly judged that the soul was originally a blend of water and milk, blending into one body, and it showed the seven emotions and six desires, good and evil, good and evil.
If it were separated, it would be no less than peeling off the skin of a living person.
But this is just the beginning of the separation of one's own soul. If you can't survive this level, the subsequent 'burning the soul and refining the fire' will be like draining the soul and refining the soul.
Under extreme pain, Xiao Zi Shen Long Xiang's consciousness will disappear at any time, and that is the real purgatory.
Li Yan's whole body was condensed with magic power, and he was ready to take action at any time.
Soon, another ten breaths passed, and the purple mass suddenly dimmed rapidly, while the incantation sound emitted by the little purple divine dragon elephant remained the same, but the aura fluctuations it sent out were stronger and weaker.
Li Yan's expression became more and more solemn. Even among immortal cultivators, no one dared to touch things like spiritual consciousness and soul at will.
Just a little mistake in the process of contacting the soul will lead to the tragic end of the soul being scattered. This creature will completely disappear from the world, leaving no trace of breath.
And just when Li Yan was thinking quickly in his mind about the circumstances under which he would need to strike, suddenly, the little purple dragon elephant's spell suddenly disappeared.
At this time, Li Yan's consciousness first appeared in the blurry figures of seven small purple divine dragon elephants, rising from the purple light.
Li Yan looked carefully and saw that the seven figures that seemed to be able to dissipate at any time were like wisps of smoke, but they were indeed in the form of little purple divine dragon elephants.
After these seven figures appeared, they had different expressions, some were happy, some were angry, some were sad, some were afraid...
"These are the seven souls among the three souls and seven souls. They should correspond to the seven desires of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire, and life..."
Li Yan judged quickly, his consciousness was firmly locked below, and his spiritual power was hidden. If he found something was wrong, he would immediately forcibly condense the soul of the little purple dragon elephant.
As soon as these seven fuzzy figures flew out, the remaining purple light below also quickly changed into three smaller three-color light groups.
There are strong soul power fluctuations on the three-color light group.
"The white sky soul, the yellow earth soul, and the colorless life soul are actually three souls."
Li Yan recalled the records about the three souls and seven souls.
This is also the first time I have seen the legendary three souls and seven souls. Although monks will know what the three souls and seven souls are as early as the beginning of their cultivation, there are very few people who can see the souls in their true and complete separated form with their own eyes.
Li Yan also understands the three souls. White is the heavenly soul, which represents pure goodness, no evil, and good nature;
Yellow is the soul of the earth, representing the changeable nature;
Colorless is the life soul, which represents the original pure and flawless heart.
The color of the heavenly soul and the earthly soul will never change, while the colorless life soul will continue to change with the process of life. The life soul represents the human heart. This is the so-called "close to vermilion, the person is red, and close to the ink, the person is black." This is the truth
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At this moment, the life soul of the little purple dragon elephant is red, which means that it is no longer pure as when it was first born, and has a certain tendency. of distracting thoughts.
Just as Li Yan was thinking quickly, another change had taken place below. The moment the three souls separated to form white, yellow, and red light groups, they quickly reunited in the skull below.
In an instant, a group of distinct three-color mist formed.
The seven souls that had just risen above were grafted one by one as they flew away, just like a bamboo that was growing rapidly one section after another.
And each of the seven souls who look like little purple dragon elephants stand with their legs upright, forming a scene where one little purple dragon elephant is stepping on another little purple dragon elephant.
At the last moment when "Sheng Po" stepped on the head of "Yu Po", Li Yan heard an old voice that seemed to come from ancient times.
"Return!"
Then, the seven bamboo-like souls were seen sinking violently, and then plunged straight into the mist below.
The moment it was inserted into the mist, a pea-sized flame ignited at the top of Qi Po. Although the flame was small, it made the already hot desert feel even more intensely burning.
Even though Li Yan was standing in the air, he felt bursts of burning and stinging sensations on his skin.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. With the naked eye, you would only feel a blur in front of your eyes, and a little flame appeared below.
At the moment when the flames were lit, Li Yan's mind heard the continuous painful roar of Little Purple Shenlongxiang. This was because he was mentally connected with Little Purple Shenlongxiang.
Li Yan could immediately sense the pain in the other party's soul.
Listening to the roars gradually weakening, Li Yan knew that this was just the little purple elephant temporarily holding back the pain.
Looking at the flame as big as a bean, and then at the tall wick formed by the seven souls, Li Yan guessed that at least the wick formed by the seven souls had burned out before it could be considered a node.
But Li Yan couldn't guess how long it would take to successfully fuse it.
Li Yan just stood motionless in the air, his consciousness tightly locked in place.
About half an hour later, the scene below changed again.
The crystal skull, which was originally half the size of a tabletop, began to curl up quickly under the burning of three souls and seven souls, like a feather exposed to high temperatures, with its surroundings constantly rising and bending inward.
Under Li Yan's gaze, in just one cup of tea, the three souls and seven souls were tightly wrapped in the middle, forming a crystal clear eggshell.
As the last gap in the skull closed, Li Yan's spiritual consciousness was also blocked. His spiritual consciousness was actually isolated, and he could no longer detect the situation of the three souls and seven souls in the skull.
Of course, Li Yan didn't dare to use his spiritual consciousness to pry through it.
Li Yan still just stood silently in the air. The little purple dragon elephant had different feelings for him than the Snow Mosquito King. It had saved Li Yan's life many times.
It doesn't matter whether Li Yan is a philistine. Of course, whoever has given him kindness will cherish him even more.
Just the last time they broke through the seven-color space between the two realms, if Xiaozi Shenlongxiang hadn't sacrificed his life to burn his soul, Li Yan and Zhao Min would have either hid in the "earth spots" and might have been trapped in the seven-color space forever, or they would have been trapped in the seven-color space immediately.
Died.
It can be said that the choice of the Little Purple Divine Dragon Elephant this time also included elements of Li Yan's inspiration. Li Yan wanted it to become stronger together and accompany him all the way to the fairy mountains.
Is it necessary to let them continue to be weak? In the end, the two will go further and further apart.
"Use the soul as the oil, the soul as the core, and the bones as the seat. Can you survive it?" .??.
Just as Li Yan was thinking about it, the almost inaudible voice of Xiao Zi Shen Long Xiang suddenly came to his mind.
"Master...man, I can only...retain a trace of my consciousness to keep the soul lamp from...going out. You...take care!"
Immediately, there was total silence, with only the highly disturbing emotions in the desert coming in waves.
Li Yan listened silently. He did not send any more messages in his mind. Just like this, he stood in the air for who knows how long. There was no night patrol here, only the silent passage of time.
At some point, Li Yan's figure quietly disappeared, leaving only a scorching desert behind him.
The five-colored rings in the sky are like the sun never setting on the western mountains, and the vibrant scenery in the east forms two completely different heavens and earth.
As Li Yan returned to the green grassy river again, and after crossing his legs again, he entered into cultivation again.
While Li Yan was practicing hard, "Luo Xing Valley" had also begun to fall into a huge crisis.
Since the sect leader Lin Xinghe personally took action to sweep away the hidden enemies around three months ago, although there has been a period of time when the disciples of "Luo Xing Valley" go out, they are as free as before.
It was as if Lin Xinghe's killing spree really shocked some young people.
However, the good times did not last long. In less than half a month, the enemies targeting "Falling Star Valley" appeared again, and they attacked them more and more often, and their attacks became more and more ruthless.
In the end, it developed to the point where whenever a disciple of "Falling Star Valley" went out, he would definitely be ambushed.
Although Lin Xinghe was furious and patrolled again in person, his strength was limited after all, and he could only focus on one thing and lose another.
Moreover, he did not dare to go too far away from "Falling Star Valley" alone. Without the shock of the Supreme Elder, even he himself would probably be in trouble.
In just one month recently, the transactions between "Luo Xing Valley" and outside the valley have developed to the point where normal operations are no longer possible.
For this reason, "Falling Star Valley" often needs to send four or five foundation-building monks to guard a transaction, and even large transactions need to be escorted by Lin Xinghe himself.
As a result, not only the income of "Falling Star Valley" has been greatly reduced, but also after experienced disciples have been killed by others, no disciples dare to go out easily. >
For a time, people in "Luo Xing Valley" were in panic, there was a rumbling wind, private rumors were spreading, and the sect showed a rapid decline.
More than five hundred miles behind "Falling Star Valley", in a courtyard, three people were standing in it.
A young man in a red robe was looking up at the tree canopy that covered the entire courtyard like a giant umbrella, with dappled sunlight scattered on his face.
The young man in red robe has black hair, a baby-like face, and is rosy red. He looks like he is only fourteen or fifteen years old.
Behind him, two people were standing with their hands hanging down, a middle-aged man in green robes and an old man in white robes about fifty years old.
It was Lin Xinghe and his senior brother. They saw that the young man was silent. They kept a respectful attitude and did not dare to come forward to disturb him.
After a long time, the young man in red robe finally withdrew his gaze.
"Their crazy temptation has reached the final stage, and now the Holy Demon Palace seems unaware of it. It probably won't take much longer before the other party comes to visit them openly.
Xingbo, can you explain the specific situation one by one?"
Although the red-robed boy withdrew his gaze, he still did not look at the two people behind him. He just cast his gaze casually on the courtyard wall, as if attracted by the ivy on the wall.
Although he looks young, his words are extremely old-fashioned, giving people a very strange illusion.
"Uncle, this matter is urgent. Otherwise, we would not have come to alert you and leave the seclusion. Twenty-six of the disciples in the valley have died or are missing.
Among them, there are two deacons in the Foundation Establishment stage, and the rest are all disciples above the seventh level in the Qi Condensation stage. In addition, one traitor in the Foundation Establishment stage was found and killed.
At present, normal transactions with the outside world have almost been interrupted. As the uncle said, based on the analysis of the information that has been explored, the four alien races have the potential to launch a large-scale attack.
The disciple also judged that the reason why the other party has not taken action yet is to test the attitude of the Holy Demon Palace at the end."
The old man in white clothes at the back slowly explained his analysis of the situation, and his results were almost the same as the judgment of the young man in red clothes.
"So many deaths? Twenty-six people, and there are even foundation-building monks. This is already a crippling injury."
The young man in red robe slowly walked to the stone table and sat down immediately.
For a second-rate sect like theirs, the total number of monks does not exceed 400, including servants and outer disciples.
The twenty-six people who died and disappeared were at the seventh level of the Qi Condensation Stage at the lowest level. They were already among the most powerful new forces in the "Falling Star Valley".
With so many outstanding disciples of the sect dying at once, I don’t know how many years it will take to replenish their vitality.
"Cangyu Sect, Xueyue Wolf Clan, Split Wind Clan and Night Fox Clan..."
The young man in red robe tapped his fingers lightly on the stone table.
He fell into deep thought for a while.
After about a cup of tea, the young man in red robe tapped his fingers lightly.
