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Chapter 176 Morning King Xiao Chi?

Chapter 176 Morning King Xiao Chi?

"Sure enough, you can't do it without me!" Ying Shu's voice, which he hadn't heard for a long time, sounded from Ye Chuxiao's heart.

Perhaps because he lost that sense of awe, Ye Chuxiao even felt like "I haven't seen him for a long time and I miss him a lot" at this moment.

Of course these are just insignificant little emotions.

If it can help to break through the cultivation level, Ye Chuxiao will twist off Ying Shu's beautiful little head without mercy.

Compared with six years ago, this time Ye Chuxiao felt the obvious rhythm of the heart elixir. He could even expand his domain and follow this rhythm to launch a spiritual counterattack.

Again, gaining the realm of artistic conception is just a symbolic ability to become an artistic conception, but it is by no means the entirety of artistic conception.

Like all previous realms, the improvement of each realm is a substantial improvement in all aspects from body to soul.

And the higher the realm, the more impressive the improvement you get every time you cross the realm.

At this moment, Ye Chuxiao restrained the urge to counterattack immediately, subdued his heart, kept his reason outside, and looked on coldly from a third perspective like an outsider.

Before experiencing six years of time travel, Ye Chuxiao might have thought that the more than a thousand strands of Dao Yun were rare... but they were not unique.

"Besides, if we leave like this, I will still be a little reluctant after all." Ye Chuxiao said this, as if giving a reason to call Ying Shu back.

At this moment, the most critical thing is to obtain the Yunmeng Cauldron and control the soul that is suspected to be the King of the Morning, Xiao Chi.

Now that he has a profound realm and a wide range of knowledge, he feels even more that the condensation of many Tao rhymes is so incredible.

However, based on the performance of Chen Wang Xiao Chi, it is very likely that he did enter the Unsettled Realm during his lifetime.

But what he was enduring at this moment was fragmented editing that was many times larger.

To Ying Shu, Ye Chuxiao's life and death were not that important.

The memories from the monks that Ye Chuxiao digested before were like unique movies.

The man covered in black armor and wearing a Shura mask sat on the throne, looking down at Ye Chuxiao, his eyes full of scrutiny.

His fingers touched the Yunmeng Cauldron again.

Ye Chuxiao also has nothing to add for the time being.

"Is that so? It seems that I owe you another favor!" Ye Chuxiao responded with some fear, and then took two small steps back.

After that moment, half of the 30% of the heart elixir in Ye Chuxiao's body was cut out of thin air.

He still has artifacts with infinite characteristics.

From the Wild Dou World to the Academy World and the Island World, we have never heard of a similar situation. Even for the Yi Jing monks, Dao Yun is still very precious.

The connection between the Heart Pill is very subtle. Even though there are almost endless methods in the world, there are few magical methods like the Heart Pill that can help the artistic conception to break through the state of uncertainty.

Thinking of all the possibilities, even with Ye Chuxiao's current state of mind, it was inevitable that he would be a little overwhelmed.

"Witch... No! She is really a witch. This trick may seem mysterious, but in fact it is sugar packed with poison. In the final analysis, it is asking me to take the initiative to transform into a lock to lock this time at the cost of consuming my life force and consuming my soul.

, the soul within the cauldron that has no ability to resist."

"There is another doubtful point. The Yunmeng cauldron can gather so many Taoist charms. Does it come from itself, the morning king Xiao Chi, or because the cauldron rests on the Daheng dragon vein? Or is it a combination of the three?

What is the accidental factor formed by being together?" Ye Chuxiao thought to himself, shielding this idea from Ying Shu's knowledge.

Ying Shu also calmed down for a while, and then said: "That is the broken consciousness of Yunmeng Cauldron! It is an extremely, extremely rare artifact that can control the country. It has the function of fixing the water vapor in the earth's veins, but its own consciousness is not

It is broken and squeezed to the surface. When you touch it, it instinctively regards you as its new 'host'."

In other words, whether it was Chen King Xiao Chi or Tang Sutong, they had killed a large number of so-called senior masters, as well as powerful men of their generation.

"Yes! You are right!"

This also means that even if Ye Chuxiao's intuitive combat power far exceeds that of Ying Shu, at this moment, he cannot be arrogant and relaxed in the game of Xindan.

Everything came so easily.

It is said that the Yunmeng Cauldron was cast by Emperor Xia, but its function and origin seem to be longer and longer than Ye Chuxiao thought and imagined.

This illustrates some problems from the side.

Then he took the initiative to change the subject: "Attention, he's awake and he's just pretending."

"Who has nothing to worry about?"

"Okay, I think it won't hurt at all if I eat you now!" Ying Shu threatened.

"That's great! I really trained you well."

"You can't let him wake up now, otherwise you won't be able to control him at all."

There was danger originally, but for Ye Chuxiao now, it is no longer dangerous.

If it was really Xiao Chi, even if he was attacked by surprise and had no defense... he shouldn't have fallen into control like this.

In the empty space, the ground is like a dry pool, and above the pool, there is a throne.

"Since I am the lock, then she is naturally the key."

"If I hadn't blocked it for you in front, your self-perception would have gone awry by now. You no longer think of yourself as a human being, but as a tripod."

"Wait, you used it wrong..." Ying Shu wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Ye Chuxiao gritted his teeth and followed Ying Shu's instructions and began to use special techniques.

The fingers approached slowly without any warning.

Obviously, Ying Shu was also a little confused, after all, there were no empty warriors under the famous name.

"How many years has it been since Baohe's seventh year?" the person on the throne asked.

Of course, even if it's okay, it's not easy to act like it's really okay.

"Who is Emperor Daheng today?"

"What were those just now...?" Ye Chuxiao asked Ying Shu.

"Slowly come closer. You can try to touch the cauldron with your fingers. Slowly... don't be anxious. I'll teach you a breathing fingering technique. If there is any potential danger, before touching it, your fingers

You will feel the stinging pain first." Ying Shu said, directly imparting the luck secret of fingering.

In other words, Ye Chuxiao currently only has 15% of the heart elixir in his body.

"Is it still Xiao Baoer?" the person on the throne asked next.

Ying Shu can have less influence and interference on him.

Her soul, twisted together with the vitality consumed by Ye Chuxiao, turned into an invisible lock and fell on the soul in the cauldron.

"Thank you for the compliment. After all, you are going to sacrifice me as an abandoned son, so I can't remain indifferent." Ye Chuxiao revealed his "thoughts" in a small way, but did he really mean what he said?

Ying Shu gritted her teeth in hatred, but instead, Ye Chuxiao let out a soft smile like a silver bell in her heart.

After tearing it off, smash it into pieces and absorb it as nutrients.

But how is this possible!

She must have expected it, but she deliberately used a relaxed attitude to dispel Ye Chuxiao's doubts, and guided Ye Chuxiao step by step to gamble her life at this moment.

"The kings of the morning, Xiao Chi and Tang Su Tong, one after the other, two generations of geniuses, are extremely dazzling, but they have also buried and erased too much of the past, causing serious chronology in many stories in our world.

." Ying Shu said excitedly.

But judging from Ye Chuxiao's intuition, there is still something weird in this...

"In the second year of Qingfeng, the reign name was just changed. It's probably more than a hundred years since your year. I don't know the specific time..." Ye Chuxiao said calmly.

"After this trick is over, she can leave me behind and go directly to negotiate terms with the soul in the cauldron... How despicable!" Ye Chuxiao thought to himself, and transferred the part that wasted the soul to the heart elixir.

above.

The key to nothingness is in the hands of Ye Chuxiao and Ying Shu at the same time.

The demise of these senior masters and powerful men of the same generation represents the almost complete burial of some hidden past.

Ying Shu's judgment is still very accurate.

These pictures are extremely chaotic, almost connected up and down for thousands of years, from the bloody sacrifices in the barbaric wilderness, to the catastrophe of depression and collapse of all things, the great destruction of mountains and rivers, and all the prosperity and decline of different dynasties... all these happened in the long river of time

All the impressions there were cast into Ye Chuxiao's memory by this Yunmeng cauldron.

In an instant, a large number of complicated and fragmented images hit Ye Chuxiao's soul with great impact. Even though he had been tested in this regard, he still felt that it was too fragmentary.

Just like watching a movie, watching a two-hour movie with a complete storyline and clear logic is always more comfortable and more enjoyable than watching two hours of disorganized and completely chaotic edited fragments.

"What year is it now?" The person on the throne asked Ye Chuxiao.

As for the consumption of a little life force, it is insignificant to Ye Chuxiao.

"This consciousness most likely belongs to Chen King Xiao Chi."

If Ye Chuxiao cannot break through to the Unsettled Realm, even if he has the vitality to live for ten thousand years, he will die due to limitations and flaws when he reaches the age of 100.

Ye Chuxiao frowned slightly, feeling that something was not right.

The technique is not profound, it is just the skill of using the breath, which is quite clever.

His fingers were changing rapidly, and he was mumbling words in his mouth.

Ye Chuxiao said: "I don't know, I don't remember the year."

"Hmph! The emperor has many reigns."

"It seems that I have underestimated your talent." Ying Shu's voice sounded much lighter.

One moment it seemed that he was still in the Tianxiong tribe more than 3,000 years ago, and the next moment he was in the perished Ogaki Chaokyo, witnessing the most prosperous scene of this dynasty.

But soon, Ying Shu and Ye Chuxiao felt that it was too early to draw a conclusion!

His fingers gently passed through a layer of material that looked like an oil film, and his fingertips finally touched the cold body of the tripod.

Similarly, knowing these hidden and unknown pasts means that one can find and open up treasures that no one knows about.

"Okay! Very good! I didn't expect that you still had hidden evil, but you were actually able to decipher my magic formula in an instant, and then applied inferences to other cases, and transferred the part that targets the soul to the heart elixir."

"Now follow me and do it quickly, squeeze your potential and consume your life." Ying Shu's voice sounded urgently, as if she had suddenly become aware of the possibility of awakening the soul stored in the cauldron.

The operation of the magic formula is over, and the soul that originally showed signs of awakening seems to have fallen into a deep sleep again.

For example, Chen King Xiao Chi must have killed some senior monks who had not dealt with him. Although those senior monks were not as strong as Xiao Chi, their accumulation over the years was very rich. After the death of the senior monks, their hidden treasures

No one knows the whereabouts of his family. If we can get some clues from Xiao Chi, wouldn't we be able to inherit the treasure?

What's more, Xiao Chi himself is a huge treasure.

As an artistic conception monk who has broken through the realm of Huangdou Realm, his long life is like the moon in the well and the flower in the mirror. What is consumed at this time is actually not a real existence.

"Don't move! Don't go! There won't be any similar dangers again. The original spiritual consciousness of Yunmeng Cauldron has been dispelled. This means that there is another consciousness parasitic in Yunmeng Cauldron, replacing the original spiritual consciousness of the cauldron.

s position."

Judging from this tone, this tone should be that of Xiao Chi, the King of the Morning Dynasty?

The moment Ye Chuxiao received the message, she reversed the concept. From Ying Shu's perspective, it was she who bore the first impact of this torrent of information for Ye Chuxiao.

If this soul is Xiao Chi, the King of the Morning Dynasty, then his 'performance' at this time will inevitably appear to be unworthy of his name.

The suction force came, but Ye Chuxiao did not take the initiative to resist and was sucked into a special space.

Ye Chuxiao called Ying Shu several times, but he didn't know if he really lost his senses. Ying Shu didn't answer.

Just let Ying Shu continue to play.

And the half that was cut off turned into a 'lock' and fell on the soul in the cauldron. In a sense, the soul in the cauldron was also forcibly included in this heart elixir game.

Ye Chuxiao could have started directly, but he deliberately delayed for a few minutes before reaching out and touching the cauldron.

The soul inside the cauldron seemed to stretch out.

The growth of Tianjiao is destined not to be peaceful.

In Yunmeng Cauldron, the consciousness that was sleeping and recuperating seemed to have been shaken, and there were signs of slowly waking up.

"Finding Chen King Xiao Chi can solve many unsolved doubts over the past hundred years."

If Ye Chuxiao had not already reached the artistic conception and his mind was strong and stable, this wave of shock might have broken his heart.

Even so, Ye Chuxiao pretended to spend a while before he managed to regain his composure.

Although he was pulled into this inexplicable space, he could leave at any time if he wanted.

Then, pulling left and right, the lock that Ye Chuxiao and Ying Shu jointly put on his body was broken.

"Get in touch with him and test whether he is actually Xiao Chi!"

But if it wasn’t Xiao Chi, who could this soul in the cauldron be?

Perhaps some unique artifacts and special techniques can produce similar effects.

Although there is no evidence to prove that he has broken through the state of uncertainty.

It’s just that I don’t know where the weirdness lies!

Xiao Baoer is the nickname of the late Emperor Daheng, but it is not his formal name. Most of the people who call him this way are the elders of his royal family... and after the late emperor succeeded to the throne, in fact, even if he is the elder of the royal family, there will be no one.

So called.

This seems to confirm once again from the side that this person must be Xiao Chi.

"That's what's wrong. He seems to want to prove that he is Xiao Chi, but instead he seems stiff."

"If he is not Xiao Chi, then who is he?" A big question mark popped up in Ye Chuxiao's mind.

The child at home is not feeling well, so it took some time. The update is a little late. Please forgive me!

(End of chapter)


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