As the thoughts in his heart rose and fell, many things that had happened since he entered this world were suddenly connected in an instant.
Once you have confidence in your mind, do it as soon as you think of it.
Han Baiyi suddenly took steps forward and moved towards the woman step by step.
Keep your eyes level and look straight.
The woman was startled at first, and there seemed to be a bit of confusion in her interested eyes.
It wasn't until Han Baiyi walked within five meters of her that the woman, wearing nothing but a red robe, suddenly lowered her graceful body floating in the air by a few meters with her legs crossed.
His eyes were calm and unruffled.
A contemptuous smile curled up at the corner of his lips.
Withdrawing his gaze from the other party, Han Baiyi put down his tears seemingly casually, pointing the tip of the knife toward the ground.
Calm tone:
"It's really interesting."
"Can a so-called noble person be interested in immortality?"
The words hit the point directly.
The expression of the woman condensed from her soul remained unchanged, but her heart was stagnant.
Is it too deliberate?
Han Baiyi stopped at the warning line five meters in front of the woman, paused with his toes on the ground, making a clicking sound, and then continued to walk in a circle around the woman.
The brain is thinking at high speed.
Why are the living and the dead treated differently? Why do you, as a candle dragon, regard yourself as an illusion? What is the relationship between the secret of the immortal body? What is the connection between Miko and the woman in front of you? Why are there conflicts between the Sakura dragon and the black dragon?
What kind of existence is the candle dragon of one...
Summarize, diverge, think.
Han Baiyi strained the expression on his face, keeping himself calm and relaxed, slowly walking around the 'bookshelf', walking around the woman and the blood-colored crystal pillar in the middle.
Take your time.
In my heart, I was trying hard to dig out the brain that had participated in the National College Debate Competition in the past.
He said calmly:
"On the way to Fairyland, I once heard the black dragon that entered Fairyland say something."
"Say, the soul you captured."
"This sentence has troubled me for a while. It wasn't until you just answered it for me that I understood... If you, as a soul, are the controller of this world, you can coordinate everything in this world."
"Then, that black dragon...should be the manifestation of your 'body' consciousness in this soul world, right?"
While walking slowly, Han Baiyi considered his words, and at the same time observed the woman in the center with his peripheral vision, carefully guarding against her movements.
"You have not taken ownership of your real body."
"Even in the world of souls, there are still beings who can rival you."
"So, you need strength."
Han Baiyi seems to be generous, but in fact he uses words to summarize the facts that are already in front of him. Even if he is wrong, he can still blur the facts.
But his upright and upright look, which I was quite sure of, was very convincing.
The woman was unmoved and still very interested.
"So, there is the so-called 'power of reincarnation' you call it, and there are also people in Weiming who have been recuperating and recuperating for eight hundred years."
Han Baiyi glanced at the 'bookshelf', looking at the struggling figures in the grids, using his mouth escape wantonly.
"The soul of a mortal cannot bear such a heavy power of Shura...that is what you call karma. This can be understood by looking at the soul of the Buddha carver."
Han Baiyi turned his gaze to a figure that was almost submerged in black flames, and he could vaguely see the shadow of a resentful ghost in it.
"So, these karmas are probably not used by you, but are used to weaken the soul of your 'body', right?"
He was talking seriously, but his eyes were always paying attention to the changes in the woman. He used his imagination and guessing to talk about so many things. As long as one sentence touched her nerves, it was enough.
He continued:
"The Art of War once said: Strengthen weapons and weaken the barbarians. Strengthening yourself and weakening the enemy is the most effective way to control the enemy..."
"Just tell me."
The woman shouted coldly, with a cold look in her eyes.
Han Baiyi's eyes lit up.
Done!
Without any hesitation, he didn't even need to remember the woman's next behavioral pattern. While his memory was still fresh, Han Baiyi quickly reincarnated and returned to the past, exactly where he happened to stop five meters away from the woman.
The circle hasn't started yet.
That's right, Han Baiyi just wants to fight with nothing!
Rhetoric, which sounds very vague, is actually a powerful tool to promote the healthy development of social finance and psychological research.
During the Warring States Period in ancient China, the idea of famous scholars was even created specifically around the profession of "speech", which specialized in the study of how to brag and compare.
After Han Baiyi realized that the woman in front of him was an unbeatable opponent, he consciously began to analyze Zhulong's weaknesses and flaws, looking for answers, and thinking about how to defeat the opponent.
However, human imagination is limited.
Compared with thinking hard and only getting an inconsistent result, Han Baiyi, who has the big killer weapon of the timeline, feels that he might as well choose another guessing method.
For example, ask the other person to tell you the answer to the riddle.
Compared with brainless words, speaking skills are an extremely powerful analytical weapon. The other party's reaction and words are all affected by the thinking results mobilized by your own words.
Han Baiyi holds a second degree in psychology and knows very well how many answers are hidden in people's subjective initiative waiting for others to discover them.
Take this woman's behavior just now, for example. When she is in the active position, she suddenly interrupts the thinking and extending behavior of others. The purpose is nothing more than to intercept the extension of thinking, or to cause the other person's wrong thinking to have an impact on herself.
That is to say, 'hit the pain point' or 'slander out of thin air'.
...Of course, it may also be a 'waste of time' or 'answer the wrong question'.
However, it doesn't matter, everything is narrowing the scope of Han Baiyi's weakness.
And just before the topic started, Han Baiyi suddenly made an interesting behavior.
That's close.
That is, an offense.
When the height difference between the two is more than three meters, and the distance difference is as close as five meters, it is self-evident what Han Baiyi can see during the approach.
However, in the face of this kind of offense, the woman who called herself "I" looked down at the ants arrogantly, but didn't care. She even smiled contemptuously when facing Han Baiyi's childish behavior, as if eight hundred years had made her abandon most of them.
What we care about as a 'human being'.
This is Han Baiyi's test.
However, the other party's proactive behavior when faced with the offense of an 'ant' was not to kick him away or use some ability to subdue him, but to actively lower the altitude.
Behind this small act, it not only proves that the woman who calls herself me desires the secret of immortality, but it also proves once again that she is not omnipotent, that is, she may be defeated or have to pay a price.
It's either omnipotent or there are opportunities to take advantage of it.
So Han Baiyi thought harder and dug out the clues that could be found in the existing information, and became more enthusiastic about defeating rather than escaping.
The different starting points are destined to be different in the process and results.
While digging for potential information, Han Baiyi dug out the existing information in his memory.
Karma weakens the candle dragon, and the soul strengthens the body (unconfirmed) for twelve rounds.
Han Baiyi silently concluded in his heart and continued to fool around in circles:
"I have been thinking about the relationship between Long Yin Yuzi and you for a long time. In the end, after thinking about it, I can only think of the word food. Even the rumored return of Dragon is just a food delivery to you.
A way..."
After talking for a long time, the woman was still floating in the air, smiling and looking at him with interest.
Han Baiyi felt chilled, he guessed wrong this time.
'The other party took the initiative and circled sixteen times at a constant speed, which means that the conversation lasted longer than the last time, and the probability of the conclusion being wrong is greater. The ending of Dragon's Homecoming should be the active act of Master Xianfeng, without the intervention of Yinglong.'
After summarizing, Han Baiyi reincarnated in time again, returned to the starting point again, and continued to fool around in circles.
"The appearance of undead creatures should be the black dragon's instinctive counterattack. In order to prevent you from getting soul replenishment, we are also trying our best to cut off the source of your power..."
"snort."
Another one.
Fourteen laps.
Han Baiyi's eyes were always catching the behavior and reactions of the woman in red robe, and he was summarizing his conclusions and her bottom line again and again, and he was learning more and more information.
Every time he spins around and cheats, in the eyes of the red-robed woman, it is just a waste of three or four minutes of leisure, but Han Baiyi completes the accumulation of information again and again.
The accumulation of information at one time seems not worth mentioning, but as the number of reincarnations increases, the number of accumulations of information also increases. The completion of reincarnations again and again makes the information that Han Baiyi possesses, whether true or false, also become more and more obvious.
It has increased to the point where I can start to explore everything.
Until the end, Han Baiyi was no longer satisfied with self-guessing again and again, but relied on the existing guesses and conclusions, added and filled them in again and again, and relied on his superior memory after the transformation of his brain to come up with a new round of
The conclusion depicts the outline of the facts that the red-robed woman is trying to hide.
When it came to the last reincarnation, Han Baiyi's tone was as calm as a machine.
"...As a so-called 'noble one' who relies on national power to seize the soul body, you are both powerful and fragile."
"The strength lies in the fact that you used the human soul to defy destiny and forcibly used Zhulong's body as the basis to create a soul world that is solely in your hands."
"The weakness is that your essence is still human. Even if you possess this power out of thin air, you cannot control it. You can only extradite foreign souls into Zhulong's body, but pretend to be reincarnation."
"Actually, the very existence of this world represents your inability to do what you want."
"Faced with such facts, how can you cover it up?"
"You use the dead souls to burn karma, and absorb the living souls, using their vigorous vitality as a shield to resist the candle dragon's body's instinctive support for your soul."
"You are scared and angry. In this so-called Ashina, you use the banner of war to continuously harvest souls and absorb new souls. You desperately maintain the confrontation between yourself and Zhulong to achieve a balance of power."
"For you, neither the karmic soul nor the organic soul is enough."
"There are too few people."
"You are too weak. If the balance between life and death is slightly disturbed, you will be the first victim."
"That's why when I entered Fairyland, your vigilance reached its peak."
Han Baiyi's calm face suddenly showed a sarcastic expression.
"Would a person like you really make his purpose clear from the beginning?"
"Pursuing immortality? As a noble person, you are trapped here by the body of Zhulong. Do you still need to pursue immortality?"
The woman in red robe narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and she had the illusion that all her disguise was torn away in front of this man.
Han Baiyi's tone suddenly turned cold, almost cold.
"What are you hiding?"
Han Baiyi raised the corners of his lips and raised his head slightly with a peaceful and sarcastic smile.
"...Is it your entangled and ferocious greed that desires to eat away at my soul and abilities, but is also afraid that I will accidentally wipe out my soul and be severely injured?"
Han Baiyi calmly raised his hand, igniting the fire of inspiration in his palm.
Light cyan flames illuminate the darkness.
Wisps of thick, black, sludge-like substance were crawling along the ground and climbing toward his body.
Han Baiyi looked down and saw that his feet were almost covered, and the black mud was sticky and crawling up his calves, knees, thighs, and up to his back.
Most of his body was covered in this pitch-black sludge-like substance.
Even the face was half covered.
But in reality, there is no touch at all.
Probably because the soul has no feelings.
The woman in red robe looked at him calmly.
Still standing high.
"But I still can't figure it out."
Han Baiyi asked in a gentle tone in the black mud.
The woman in red robe has an expressionless face.
"Long Yin Yuzi...no, mainly Feng."
"What use is this girl to you?"
Han Baiyi turned his head and looked at the bloody crystal pillar that penetrated the sky.
Feng Zheng maintained the posture at the moment of committing suicide, and was solidified in the blood-colored crystal pillar.
"Why did you lead me here?"
"Why don't you cover up this crystal pillar?"
"Is it because...it can't be done?"
"Enough!"
The woman in red robe suddenly raised her hand, and the mud that had covered most of Han Baiyi's body suddenly surged up like a wave. The black flames on the bookshelf shook violently, just like a gas stove turned from low to high, and the mud surged onto it.
, surrounded Han Baiyi, wrapping them layer by layer.
But the woman was so angry that she couldn't control herself, as if she was hanging naked in the ice and snow on a cold day. Every word from Han Baiyi's mouth penetrated into her bones like a biting cold wind.
After just such a short meeting, the man in front of me saw everything?!
How is that possible!
Absolutely ridiculous!
She angrily wrapped Han Baiyi in layers of black mud, letting him see the despair bit by bit, hoping to erase the shock and inexplicable fear in her heart.
But until the last moment, Han Baiyi maintained his calm and indifferent expression.
He looked at the woman in red robe through a narrow gap exposed in the black mud, and said to her calmly: