If Gusu Ziheng is an expert in the tribulation stage like an old bird, he must have practiced the magic of physical death and the Nascent Soul to become a loose immortal.
But Gusu Ziheng is a noob. He managed to break through to the Tribulation Stage by luck because he ate his body's Suzaku meat. He doesn't understand the method of Nascent Soul cultivation at all.
Especially when Du Jie was chopped into pieces, without the skills of Nascent Soul cultivation, he could not protect his soul. This time, his soul would probably have been destroyed long ago.
And he...as a world spirit, he naturally had the means to reunite Gusu Ziheng's Nascent Soul and Soul, but it was his Soul that was lost.
What a cruel person.
To actually damage the soul of a noble World Spirit for a scumbag, my God, I want to cry, okay?
"This world spirit doesn't know anything, can you please stop asking me?" The southern world spirit quickly moved away from Feng Hao.
A look of disgust.
"hehe!"
Feng Hao sneered twice, and with the power of his divine consciousness, he poked at the ray of divine soul sacrificed to him by the Southern World Spirit.
"ah……"
Suddenly, the howling sounds of Southern World Spirits wandered in all directions.
Sun Wukong was startled by the voice of the Southern World Spirit, and the golden cudgel was so frightened that it was as big as Optimus Prime.
"What are you doing? Don't think that after fused with the soul beads, I will give you advice... Before I became the Demon King, I dared to turn the God's Domain upside down..."
Sun Wukong felt that he had been frightened by the Southern World Spirit just now, and was very embarrassed, so he quickly took out the glorious history of that year to calm his shock.
The effect seemed to be pretty good. Nan Jie Ling was immediately attracted to it without mentioning Gusu Ziheng at all.
"Oh? Did the Great Sage really have such a breeze back then?" Nan Jie Ling looked shocked.
"certainly!"
Sun Wukong raised his nostrils to the sky and said, "I don't even know what kind of person I am."
"This world spirit is very interested in the past of the Great Sage. Come, let's talk..." Nan Jie Ling said, holding Sun Wukong's shoulder familiarly, and walked in the opposite direction of Gusu Ziheng.
"Well……"
Sun Wukong was startled by Nan Jie Ling's "ambiguous" movements and frowned, but it was difficult for him to show off his power.
The Southern World Spirit is very powerful. It was so powerful that Feng Hao had to sacrifice the Pangu Divine Ax to subdue it. How could Sun Wukong dare to resist?
"stop!"
At this moment, Feng Hao scolded: "If you take another step forward, don't blame me for turning against you."
"..."
Sun Wukong and Nan Jie Ling stepped out with their left feet at the same time, and both subconsciously hovered in the air, looking at each other.
"Wind Emperor, I misunderstood. It was the spirit of the Southern Realm who insisted on dragging me away." Sun Wukong quickly explained.
If Feng Hao turns his back and refuses to recognize anyone, Sun Wukong will cry.
He was still waiting for the Demon Saint Tree and a better future, but without Feng Hao, he would not even have the chance to drink soup.
Feng Hao glanced at Sun Wukong and said softly: "It has nothing to do with you!"
call!
Sun Wukong breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stepped down with his hovering left foot. His whole body felt refreshed, as if he could smell the scent of Huaguo Mountain.
It was really a false alarm, ha, ha!
But Nan Jie Ling's expression turned ugly, as if he had swallowed a pair of fly droppings. He knew that he would not be able to retire without losing some blood today.
"Well, it suddenly occurred to me that there is a way to save that kid..."
Nan Jie Ling accepted his fate, and only hoped that Feng Hao's appearance would not be too ugly, and that he would give that boy a new body that would defy the heavens in all aspects.
In the past, he spent a lot of effort to get the body of Suzaku, and it took him almost tens of thousands of years to wake up from Suzaku's body.
The stronger the physical body, the more terrifying the mental effort required. Now that the heart of the world is about to awaken, the Southern World Spirit does not want to miss this opportunity.
This is an excellent shortcut to get rid of the shackles of heaven and become the master of all realms.
"Go for it!"
Feng Hao looked at Nan Jie Ling with a smile on his face. The warmth felt here was like reuniting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
Nan Jie Ling also grinned, but this smile was uglier than crying.
In the distance, the place where Gusu Ziheng was crossing the tribulation was a mess, with ravines and ravines, as if it had been plowed by ancient sacred oxen.
It's just that there is no trace of Gusu Ziheng there, only a few disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect are left wailing and lamenting, beating their chests and feet, hating God for being unfair, and wondering why the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation is so fierce.
"Stop whining. This kid is destined to die. Some people think he doesn't deserve to die..."
Just as several disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Sect were beating the ground and wailing, a misty voice from the southern realm came from behind.
Everyone turned around and saw the ghost-like Southern World Spirit. After a brief moment of surprise, they quickly knelt down on the ground.
His body was trembling.
However, everyone soon heard a different meaning from Nan Jie Ling's words, and raised their heads and looked at Nan Jie Ling blankly.
Before they could speak, Nan Jie Ling pointed in the direction of Feng Hao and said with reluctance: "That guy, let this world spirit resurrect your young sect leader, you can choose for yourself, who is willing to be his body?
I tried to summon the spirits, but it was too late, so I don’t blame the spirits of this world."
"this……"
The living members of the Guiyuan Sword Sect looked embarrassed, as if no one wanted to become Gusu Zi Hengxin's physical body.
Think about it, after all, after eating Suzaku meat, not only has the state reached the stage of transcending tribulation, but also the first level of thunder tribulation of heavenly punishment has been perfectly passed. In the infinitely beautiful future, only a fool would be willing to make a wedding dress for another disciple.
Gusu Ziheng was the young sect leader. When he died, as a disciple who was traveling with him, I felt sorry for him because of my feelings.
But if you have to sacrifice yourself to fulfill Gusu Ziheng, haha, whoever is stupid will come...
"Although I am already in the stage of transcending tribulation, this physical body is not suitable for the young sect leader... There is something wrong with my second child."
A Sword Sect disciple was the first to shake his head and politely refuse.
"My parents are affected by my body and skin. I have to go back and ask my parents for advice first..." A disciple of the Sword Sect declined politely.
"I have to ask my wife..."
None of the seven or more disciples in the Tribulation Stage are willing to become Gusu Ziheng's new body. If the sect promised a better future to their families before then, they would definitely consider it carefully.
But now, they themselves are all Qi refiners in the tribulation period, comparable to the national masters in the capital of Qin Dynasty. What kind of future do they want? Why bother to sacrifice themselves.
It's totally unnecessary.
Time dragged on, and several masters from the Guiyuan Sword Sect were also counting the hours without making any further comment.
The Southern World Spirit didn't rush, it just hoped that it would be as late as possible, so that it wouldn't have to expend effort to save people.
Anyway, he took action.
It's just that no one is willing to give a body to Gusu Ziheng. It can't kill people by force.
"If no one wants it, the spirit of this world will leave."
The Southern World Spiritual Empress was secretly happy in her heart, but her face was calm. But just when he was about to turn around and leave, a weak voice rang out: "There is a legend about spiritual sword cultivators in our Sword Sect, saying that people in the Nascent Soul stage
A monk can integrate the Nascent Soul into the spiritual sword..."