Chapter Five Hundred and Nineteen: Subduing the Strange Bird
When the Nether Dharma Eye was used, the whites of Wu Yi's eyes disappeared and turned into a dark ink color, which seemed to contain an abyss with no bottom.
The strange bird had no choice but to look directly into Wu Yi's eyes. It had been boiled by Wu Yi before, and most of its energy and energy had been depleted. It was also teased with the shadow escape method. Now its soul was immobilized by the Netherworld Dharma Eye, and it had no power to resist.
The deepest fear in my heart arose.
Seeing that his soul was about to be ripped out, the strange bird shouted in horror: "I am willing! I am also willing to be a cow or a horse! Please be patient."
When Wu Yi heard this, he took advantage of the situation and closed those scary eyes. One night later, even if the strange bird was willing and he wanted to spare his life, he might not be able to control the desire of his Netherworld Dharma Body.
The Netherworld Dharma Body cultivated in the "Netherworld Sutra" is easy to use, but it naturally has a desire for souls, and the desire comes from the heart. If the Netherworld Dharma Body is used too much, it must swallow a few souls from time to time to suppress this desire.
eager.
Fortunately, he escaped with his life. Like a fish that jumped onto the shore, the strange bird struggled to breathe and at the same time used up all its energy and blood to repair the internal organs that were crushed by Wu Yi.
A faint light flashed in Wu Yi's eyes, and he said loudly: "Since you are willing to work as a cow or a horse for me, you can't do it without a contract, so you can separate a soul to show your loyalty."
A trace of regret flashed in the strange bird's eyes, but he also knew that he had to pay something today to escape this disaster. He gritted his teeth and forced a stream of blood essence out, but he saw that the blood essence was crystal clear, and there was a faint figure inside.
The illusory figure. Once the essence and blood were gone, the strange bird seemed to have lost half of its life and fell weakly to the ground.
The strange bird follows the path of strength, nourishing its essence with energy and spirit. The spiritual energy flows through the blood of hundreds of veins, and the essence is also placed in the essence and blood, so it is like this.
Wu Yi saw this drop of essence and blood, and directly swallowed the separated soul inside into his eyes, and suppressed it under the world of sea of consciousness stone tablets, so that when the Netherworld Dharma Body's desire to devour the soul arose, he could preserve this soul.
With this soul around, it will be much easier in the future whether it is to trace the original owner or to practice the art of hating victory. It depends on whether the strange bird knows what to do.
"Get up, lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead!" Wu Yi shouted. Following Wu Yi's words, the formation patterns previously arranged here were also erased. Because of the existence of those formation patterns, the strange bird was too strong to use them.
Three points, otherwise Wu Yi may not be able to win the strange bird so easily.
To be able to survive in this prison, the strange bird naturally has some abilities. For those creatures in the outside world who live a comfortable life, such injuries cannot be fully recovered in less than ten days and a half.
But for the strange bird, without the formation's extraction of vitality, it swallows the extremely thin spiritual energy in the air, and the blood flows again. The broken internal organs are spit out by the strange bird one by one, and the internal organs are restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Living in such a strange place, the strange bird has experienced many difficult and dangerous times, even life-and-death situations. Compared to others, this injury is relatively minor.
The strange bird lay respectfully on the ground, spread its wings, and said, "Master, please come up." Wu Yi hummed slightly and stood on its back.
Sensing the real weight, the strange bird was not sure for a moment whether the weight it felt was real or fake. It did not dare to think too much. It flapped its wings and soared up. The person on its back was...
It's really weird.
Wu Yi glanced at the strange bird under him and asked, "Did you have a name before?"
"Old——, cough, my parents died not long after I was born. I am in jail. I don't have a name. I just live a happy life. I don't know how many years I have lived. I live in drunkenness and dream. That's it. No matter what
It's him." The strange bird covered up the slip of the tongue and said in a sullen voice.
Wu Yi frowned slightly. It seemed that the strange bird was not a generation of prisoners, but a descendant of the prisoners. The Shui Tribe had existed for tens of thousands of years. Wu Yi could not guess the origin of the strange bird for a while.
"One day, I will definitely be able to leave this ghost place." Wu Yi seemed to be saying to the strange bird, but also to himself.
When the strange bird heard this, its heart skipped a beat and its eyes moved around, fearing that someone else was nearby and causing trouble.
"Oh, my master! You can't say this nonsense. There are some scoundrels in this prison who specialize in inquiring about these things and reporting them to the superiors. If those people hear it, we won't be able to take advantage of it."
This was the first time Wu Yi heard about this, and he couldn't help but asked curiously: "There is such a thing. Have you ever seen these people?"
"How come I haven't seen this before? They are all prisoners. They are a group of people who have betrayed their ancestors and used chicken feathers as arrows. They thought they were some great things." The strange bird said indignantly. At this moment, it at least reflected its loyalty and fighting spirit.
, also made Wu Yi look at it with admiration.
The strange bird carefully looked around a few times again and said softly: "I met these dogs once and killed one of them." There was a sense of satisfaction in his words.
Wu Yi thought to himself: It seems that these people are indeed scoundrels. The Shui Tribe set up these people just to provoke internal conflicts among them, but they did not pay much attention to them, otherwise they would not be left unchecked by the strange birds to this day.
After a moment of silence, Wu Yi asked: "You have been imprisoned here for so long, and you haven't tried to escape from this place?"
A glimmer of light flashed in the strange bird's eyes. After listening to these words, combined with the previous questions, the person on his back seemed not to be a descendant of the prisoner, but a recent arrival. Could it be that when he first saw him, he was the one who was captured?
When he threw himself into this place? Why was he trapped here?
If the inner demon is here, he can detect the strange bird's thoughts, but if the human body is here, he can also make a rough estimate. It seems that the strange bird has guessed something.
But it doesn't have much impact. It doesn't matter. Since I guessed it, I don't have to explain myself. If I didn't even have this understanding, I wouldn't be worthy of being Wu Yi's current substitute. I should have been reincarnated long ago.
Wu Yi coughed lightly and gave a brief reminder.
The strange bird reacted and said repeatedly: "I have tried it, I have tried it, why haven't I tried it? Not to mention it is far away. Recently, the leader of Qingshan tried to break out of this place. Wasn't he intercepted and returned? He has been seriously injured so far.
It never recovered.”
"The last time, when was that?"
"When the 573rd tumor appeared on the top of my head." The strange bird looked silly and cute, while Wu Yi's face was covered with gray lines.
Wu Yi was speechless, and immediately realized the difficulty. The sky and the earth were dark here, and there were no changes in the sun and the moon. There was no so-called year, and there was no even the most basic means of chronology.
After a lot of effort, Wu Yi explained the method of counting the years, months and days to the strange bird, and the conversation between the two was back on the same track.