(954 Evil thoughts are transferred to avoid cause and effect, and old memories are tossed around in dreams of the past)

After hearing what he said, Lian Ling naturally knew what he was thinking, so she nodded slightly and replied:

"If you want to eradicate the demonic nature from Song Ruhai's soul, you must have the strength of the Golden Pill and Three Flowers. I am unable to come to my aid, but the Bloodstained Body Monument can barely be used.

"You can use the blood-stained monument to absorb his soul into the monument, and make Old Monster Song appear from Song Ruhai's soul.

"But in this battle in the monument, you have the strength of the first golden elixir flower to face this soul monster of the Song family who has the perfect golden elixir double flower.

"If you lose, your soul will be devoured, and I, who is involved with your soul, will be severely damaged. The Jade Palace will not be able to survive this disaster.

"But this battle is not harmful or useless. If you win, with the help of the power of the monument, you should be able to directly break through to the Golden Elixir Double Flower."

Gou Zhu secretly thought that if it came to the last moment, he would definitely cut off the soul connection with Lian Ling and Nineteenth, and try his best to die together with this soul monster to avoid implicate them.

He just wanted to think so but couldn't say it out loud, so he just responded lightly: "Okay, I understand."

Lian Ling seemed to have immediately resumed her identity as the Supreme Elder of Jade Palace. She pulled out of his arms and ordered seriously:

"This matter is over, come to Danyang Pavilion to see me as soon as possible. Make sure there are no mistakes."

After saying that, her sleeves were clear, she turned around and walked into the void, disappearing. Only the faint fragrance still lingered around.

The magic of the magical time slot has also come to an end, and the world on this side collapsed instantly. The originally frozen world was like a restarted car, and the wheels began to spin wildly again.

Song Ruhai stagnated for a moment after his whole body was enveloped by the mysterious cold air. But after this moment, his soul power started to circulate again, and he sneered:

"Just now was your only chance to kill me, but it's a pity that you missed it. There will never be a second chance like this!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole person disappeared without a trace in the cold wind of the Xuanming Cold Realm, leaving only the lonely cold wind still howling in place.

Gou Zhu was startled, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he had forgotten something.

Not only did Song Ruhai's figure disappear from his sight, but the memories related to Song Ruhai in his memory were also disappearing. After a breath, he had forgotten this person.

He stood there a little confused. He only remembered that Song Lan called him here because of something, but when he got here, he couldn't see Song Lan.

Song Ruhai's move is called "Transfer Cause and Effect." Once he starts to use it, he can transfer the cause and effect between his opponent and himself to something else.

Even if he stands in front of the other party, the other party cannot see him. Because "seeing" is also one of the causes and effects. Even if Gou Zhu sets his sight on him, what he sees is something else, and it has nothing to do with him anymore.

No matter what Gouzhu thinks of Song Ruhai, he will naturally transfer it to someone else. So for him, Song Ruhai not only disappears from his eyes, but is also erased from his consciousness.

But fortunately, the warning sign in his heart did not relax at all. Because the power of his spiritual consciousness was stronger than that of the ordinary Jindan Chuhua monks, it always shrouded the surroundings.

It would be fine if Song Ruhai did not take any action. Once the murderous intention arises in his heart, although the cause and effect is transferred to other things, the danger is not reduced, and it may still cause Gouzhu to dodge or even counterattack.

And killing Gou Zhu was meaningless to him. What he wanted was to control Gou Zhu and then trade him with Lian Ling for Song Lan.

This forced him to make a series of perfect "transitions" so that Gouzhu could be controlled without evasion. This made him not take action immediately, but spent half a breath of time controlling the transfer of cause and effect, creating

Chance.

Seeing that the opportunity finally came, when he was about to take action, something unexpected happened!

A wisp of cold sword energy that came from nowhere seemed to pierce his body. But he was not actually injured, but his soul was shaken, as if it had been taken out of his body, which made him dizzy and fainted.

After just a moment, he woke up immediately.

He opened his eyes, and a familiar smell penetrated his nostrils. This was exactly what often appeared in his memory, the fragrance of wood in the treehouse in the courtyard outside the Jade Palace.

A strong sense of urgency and anxiety immediately surged into his heart. He jumped up as soon as he turned over, quickly put the Taoist robe, magic sword and other items hanging on the bedside on his body, and then hurriedly washed his face.

What made him anxious was nothing else, but the fact that Wu Yuan would owe more in contributions. So no matter what, he had to get those guys up and go to Chaoyang Peak to refine elixirs in time.

Wood is not a problem. Although the fat cow moves slowly, it will arrive sooner or later. Only Gou Pig, if you don't wake him up, he can sleep until noon.

Shouting would not wake him up. He grabbed Gouzhu's ears and shook his head violently, finally waking him up.

"Do you want to die? There are still seven coins missing this month!"

Gouzhu woke up slowly, but he did not jump up as Song Ruhai expected. Instead, he showed a weird smile and said: "Senior Brother, I finally see you in the past again."

Song Ruhai was suddenly startled and couldn't help but take two steps back. But after taking these two steps, he felt even more frightened because there was a person standing behind him.

This man's figure was very similar to him, but his face was blurry and his whole body seemed to be tightly entangled in black spider webs.

A cold spiritual thought came over. The weird man wrapped in black cobwebs was sneering:

"Pure Yang Pills, Pure Yang Pills, you just refine a few Pure Yang Pills in a day, and they are all handed over to the sect. In such a sect, do you really think you can achieve immortality?"

This made Song Ruhai feel depressed, and an inexplicable anger towards the sect rose up.

For Foundation Establishment monks, the most important thing is to expand the air sea. The process of condensing the Pure Yang Pill is the process of expanding the air sea. On the contrary, the Pure Yang Pill is of no use before the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

Only after the Pure Yang Pills are used and the Sixth Level of Foundation Establishment is completed to fill the Qi Hollow, a large amount of Pure Yang Pills will be needed.

The role of the sect is actually to occupy the famous mountains and rivers that can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and to use the pure Yang elixir condensed by a large number of disciples on a small number of disciples, so that these few can break through the Qi gap and finally achieve the virtual elixir.

Using the efforts of many to achieve success for a few people sounds very unfair to the many who fail. But without this process, everyone will practice independently, and no one will succeed in the end.

In this way, when Song Ruhai considered himself one of the "losers" who stepped in for others, the resentment in his heart became more and more uncontrollable. As a result, he got closer to the vague black figure behind him.

But no matter how intricately that black shadow entangled him, there was always something between them. It was as if the world itself rejected the fusion between them.

Song Ruhai understood. This was not about going back in time, but that he was absorbed into the blood-stained monument!

What he saw was not someone's deliberate illusion, but his own memory guided by the monument to materialize this world.

In this world, as long as he still has a trace of nostalgia for the identity of "Song Ruhai", it is impossible for him to perfectly integrate with the old ghost of the Song family behind him.

"You think you can control me like this?"

Song Ruhai sneered, and quietly pulled out the magic sword on his back. The dark iron wood sword, which was originally smooth and seemed to have never been fused with spiritual seeds, instantly transformed into countless green lights, shooting out in all directions.
Chapter completed!