After all, San Bo was influenced by the inner demons of Dangyao Sword Technique and could not remain clear for a long time.
After defecating and humiliating Jiuyang in a weird manner, he sank to the bottom of the pool silently.
On the surface of the pool, Jiuyang sat in a daze, unable to focus his eyes.
This guy was bound by the Seven Locks of Xuanyin and was forced to be trapped in the Kunlun Jedi. It was obviously difficult to accept it.
I tried to ridicule and provoke me in every possible way, but he just didn't reply.
I was so bored that I couldn't help but fantasize about my future life.
Jiuyang can still chat with San Bo from time to time to relieve his boredom. As for me, apart from listening to their conversations, I am like a lonely ghost.
Ten days and a half may be bearable, but day after day, year after year, what should I do?
And Lingxi, it's already mid-August, and next March will be her Red Luan Tribulation.
How can she survive without me?
My mother is waiting for me in Kyoto, and my grandma is waiting for me in Momoyama Village.
How worried will they be if I leave and never come back?
It took a lot of effort to get some clues about my father's whereabouts. Is he alive or dead? Was he safely rescued by Lingxi?
The more I think about it, the more desolate I feel, and I truly understand what life is worse than death.
Jiuyang is reluctant to part with this body that he successfully snatched away, and he will not give up his belief in becoming an immortal.
At least he won't be shaken in the short term.
Five years, ten years, or even longer.
He can endure it, but I can't.
But thinking about it, what can I do? I seem to be unable to do anything.
The only person I can hope for is San Bo, hoping that he will find a way to force Jiu Yang's soul out of my body.
How long I have to wait, I don't dare to think about it.
"We are both prisoners, why are you laughing at me?" Jiuyang came back to his senses and communicated with me mentally: "You plotted against me because I was careless."
"From the current point of view, it seems that you have taken advantage. Well, as you wish, I have no choice but to go."
"But in the long run, is it worth it to gamble your whole life?"
Jiuyang said and laughed at himself, full of self-mockery: "Both sides will suffer, why bother, why bother."
I was very irritable at the moment. When I heard Jiuyang speak, I immediately counterattacked like a machine gun: "Is it the best result to let you erase me from the world without counting on you?"
"This is my fucking body, not yours."
"As a third party, you are no different from a robber."
"I've gotten to where I am today because of you pressing on me step by step."
"Garbage, beast*&￥#..."
I cursed unscrupulously: "Rather than letting you finish the life that should belong to me on my behalf, I would rather tie myself up in a cocoon and draw a prison."
"I'm not having a good time, and you can't have a good time either."
Jiuyang rubbed his eyebrows and said: "There will be opportunities, there will definitely be opportunities."
After saying that, he ignored me and looked around the entire cave.
I snorted coldly: "Why, you haven't given up yet?"
"If the flaws in the Nine-Xuan Spirit-Sealing Formation are so easy to find, why would it be called the Second Forbidden Land of Kunlun?"
"Okay, let's just assume that you found it successfully. Where are the Seven Locks of Xuanyin on your body?"
"The key to the spell is with my Third Uncle. I don't think he would agree even if you exchanged the secret of the Qi of Creation with him."
"In this case, it is undoubtedly a waste of time."
I said sarcastically: "Just accept your fate, it's all in vain."
Jiuyang pretended to be deaf and mute and searched carefully.
I have no interest in harassing him now, and I am lost in silence about the past.
From the time when my grandfather passed away to when I followed Lingxi to Kyoto, the memories I hold are sometimes happy and sometimes sad.
There are tears that cannot be shed, and anger that cannot be vented.
All kinds of pain surged into my heart, making me feel like I was in a nightmare.
How much time has passed, I don't know.
An hour, half a day, a day? In this dark cave, as a soul, it is difficult for me to estimate.
Jiuyang closed his eyes and rested his mind, sitting upright on the water and motionless like a bell.
I don't know if he gave up or took a break.
I talked to him, but he didn't answer anything at all.
In this way, I had no choice but to indulge in the past again and use those beautiful memories to adjust my almost collapsed mentality.
It wasn't until I felt a sharp stabbing pain all over my body that my chaotic thinking suddenly became clear.
"What's going on?" I shouted loudly: "Asshole, what the hell are you doing."
Jiuyang replied gloomily: "Three days have passed, and I have figured out some key points."
"For example, although the Seven Locks of Xuanyin suppress my soul, it does not affect my ability to devour your three souls and seven souls."
"My current cultivation level is at the sixteenth level of force. If I swallow you and merge with you, I can at least return to the seventeenth level of force."
