People can think about another person's mind because they are both human.
But humans can never understand the mind of a non-human being.
Xuan Ying is not a human being, or in other words, she was once a human being but is not a human being now.
Xuan Ying's thinking does not need to be pondered by normal human thinking, so Ye Xiaochuan could not figure out the reason even if he scratched his scalp.
A senior person once said: Eliminate all impossibilities, and the remaining one, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth.
Ye Xiaochuan exclaimed in his heart: "Did Xuan Ying, a thousand-year-old corpse, really fall in love with me?"
This is the answer Ye Xiaochuan came up with after eliminating all possibilities.
This answer is obviously wrong and is a manifestation of his narcissism and extreme shamelessness.
It is impossible for Xuan Ying to have any nostalgia for the mortal world, let alone to move his heart.
Once she is moved and falls in love, the end will be the most miserable in the world.
Ye Xiaochuan quickly thought of something, and continued to count the little sheep with a sloppy face.
When he counted the three thousand five hundred and sixty-two little sheep, he felt sick at his perseverance and boredom.
You have plenty of time now, so why waste it?
So, he prepared to practice, and the first step was to explore the black ancient jade Eternal Life Jue hanging around his neck.
He reached out and took down the piece of jade called Blood Soul Essence. He was now sure that Situ Feng had not lied to him. This thing was really a ghost treasure. Because Xuan Ying had said something similar before.
Since the piece of jade came from Xiaochi's sister to himself, he has carefully observed it several times and used his mind to explore it several times, but he has found nothing.
According to Situ Feng, this piece of blood soul essence was signed into a blood contract with him, and it is a blood-refined magic weapon whose power is not inferior to that of Wu Feng.
However, he could move Wu Feng like an arm, and he had a blood connection with Wu Feng. However, he had no feeling for this piece of blood soul essence.
It's cold and a bit heavy in the hand. It feels like an ordinary piece of blue-black ancient jade.
Ye Xiaochuan's mind power was like a tentacle, probing into the jade. It was very turbid and could not feel any evil spirit.
He didn't give up and used the power of his soul to check.
This time, he gained something. With the power of his soul, he was keenly aware that there seemed to be another universe within the jade, as if there was a force that was sealing and suppressing the spiritual power of the blood soul spirit all the time.
With this discovery, Ye Xiaochuan was overjoyed and tried to use the power of his soul to dissolve the seal, but in vain.
Ye Xiaochuan tried and tested several times, but could not find a way to activate the blood soul essence.
Suddenly, a terrifying and strange scene appeared in his mind.
That was when he was fighting Sun Yao in the cangyun mountain arena. In the final stage, he sprayed a mouthful of his own blood on the sword without an edge. The sword was like a bloodthirsty demon, quickly absorbing his own blood.
Then he won the victory in a daze.
"Does it require my blood to open it?"
Ye Xiaochuan's eyes lit up.
He is a person who does whatever comes to his mind and immediately cuts his finger with a razor-sharp blade.
He was afraid of pain, so he made a small cut. No blood dripped for a long time. Finally, he squeezed, and then he managed to squeeze out a small drop of blood from the small wound and smeared it on the blood soul essence.
Sure enough, something weird happened again.
I saw that when Ye Xiaochuan's blood was stained on the jade surface of the Blood Soul Essence, the Blood Soul Essence was like a blood-sucking sponge, slowly absorbing Ye Xiaochuan's blood.
After a while, the blood that Ye Xiaochuan applied on the Blood Soul Essence was completely absorbed.
At the same time, the crescent-shaped jade stone alternately glowed with green light and black light, and the Blood Soul Essence began to tremble slightly.
It was as if after absorbing Ye Xiaochuan's blood essence, the demon that had been sealed for thousands of years slowly woke up from its slumber.
Wisps of cyan light and black light alternately flashed, turning into streams of cyan and black light.
These streams of light look strange, like tiny lines dancing in the air like elves. The lines are graceful and condensed.
Ye Xiaochuan opened his mouth in surprise.
Blood is indeed the key to unlocking the Blood Soul Essence!
After a while, he discovered that the green-black lines flowing out seemed to be changing, and finally, gleaming green-black characters appeared in the void.
"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more damage. The way of man is to make up for the deficiency when it is not enough. It is said that man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature."
When Ye Xiaochuan saw this line of words, his face suddenly changed!
This is……
This is the beginning of the ancient cultivation classic left by Situ Feng that he saw on the cliff behind the Samsara Peak of Cangyun Gate!
But only this sentence is the same as the text in the classics on the cliff, and the text formed after it is completely different from the text in the classics on the cliff.
"Three souls, heaven and earth, people, five elements, yin and yang, wind. Seven souls are spiritual wisdom, which can be destroyed by thunder and lightning."
"The soul is essentially invisible and exists due to the environment. If you don't control the six roots, there will be no trace of the things you respond to. There are rules for handling it and you can treat it as a rule."
"Taking awareness of God as awareness, but it is not the original awareness, looking inside and returning to hearing, the spiritual clarity is self-illuminating, the spirit is self-consolidating, and the distractions are eliminated, which is empty of the soul."
"Cultivate the soul, which is bright but not dim. It leaves the body and goes away, and returns to the sky. The form has its end, but the spirit is endless. When it gathers, my body will be dispersed."
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In the mid-air inside the cave, more and more words were condensed. The whole text was bitter and difficult to understand, and Ye Xiaochuan was dizzy and deafened when he read it.
He is not an ordinary person. After just a few glances, he can see that the words slowly appearing and condensing in mid-air are actually exquisite and profound cultivation classics.
And the text in this classic is almost all about cultivating spirits and ghosts, which is by no means an upright magical method for cultivating in the right way.
Ye Xiaochuan could hardly believe his eyes, his eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.
He could clearly see that the cultivation method that appeared in front of him was inseparable from the evil ghost path. It was a crooked path that the righteous path regarded as a scourge.
However, he just couldn't control his eyes. Perhaps it was the cultivator's desire for immortality and powerful power. He eagerly looked at the words that slowly appeared, and his heartbeat almost disappeared.
There are nearly five thousand words in the entire article, condensed in the air and lingering for a long time.
Ye Xiaochuan read it from beginning to end twice, and all the words were imprinted in his mind, becoming a memory that will never go away.
A long time, a long time.
When Ye Xiaochuan fell silent in this mysterious feeling.
A voice with the aura of death sounded in his ears.
Xuan Ying said indifferently: "The Netherworld Chapter of the Fourth Volume of the Book of Heaven."
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly heard the figure, shook his hand, and the Blood Soul Essence fell to the ground, and the countless small blue-black streams of light emanating from the Blood Soul Essence also disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, the countless ghostly magic words condensed in mid-air also dissipated.
