Dong Changsheng walked in the canyon wrapped in death energy. Apart from the sound of insects and wind, there was only the sound of "cracking" in the surroundings. This was the friction sound of his bones when he walked.

You can see that the flowers and plants around him had withered to varying degrees, which was the impact of his dead energy.

However, Dong Changsheng did not pay attention to these things. He was thinking in his mind that he had developed over the past year.

Over the past year, in addition to tempering his own bones, Dong Changsheng has been studying the origin marks of the soul in the soul space. These marks can be said to be the specific manifestation of the rules of this world. Therefore, if the meaning of those marks is understood, it means to a certain extent that he has mastered some of the rules of this world.

Of course, these soul origin marks are not so easy to study and understand. Although these marks look similar in general, if you observe carefully, you will find that the runes on each mark have slight differences.

What Dong Changsheng can do now is to create a mark based on the soul origin mark in the soul space, so that it can communicate with the soul origin mark outside the soul space. He called this mark the puppet mark, and he had not completed this mark until recently, but because there has not been an experiment, he does not know what effect it can achieve. This time he can use Chen Ziyang to do an experiment, try not to affect him, and then quietly observe what changes he will have.

At the same time, at the trading point, Song Yingxing was arguing with Chen Ziyang.

Song Yingxing asked Chen Ziyang sternly: "Chen Ziyang, are you sure the transaction location is here?"

Chen Ziyang changed his timid look in the room a month ago and said without changing his expression: "If Senior Brother Song doesn't believe it, you can leave now."

Song Yingxing said viciously when he heard this: "You better pray that person will appear, otherwise, hum."

Chen Ziyang chuckled and said, "I actually want to see him sooner than you."

Song Yingxing noticed that Chen Ziyang's attitude was a little wrong and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Chen Ziyang withdrew the smile on his face and said coldly: "It's nothing, wait, I guess he will come soon."

Song Yingxing turned his head slightly and glanced at the way he came, and then said indifferently: "Then let's wait and see."

There was another silence. Suddenly, Song Yingxing and Chen Ziyang saw a figure appearing in the distance almost at the same time. Then, smiles appeared on their faces at the same time. After looking at each other, they both found a different meaning in each other's eyes.

After a while, with a "cracking" sound, a man wrapped in gray mist walked to a place less than two meters away from them and stopped.

At this time, the smiles on both of them disappeared, leaving only fear, the withering of their bodies and the withering of their souls.

A moment later, the hoarse voice of the person in front of him came out.

"Is this the person you are looking for?"

Song Yingxing seemed to vaguely see the person in the fog looking at him. In addition to fear, he also had deep worries in his heart.

When Chen Ziyang heard this, he quickly replied respectfully: "Yes, senior."

At this time, the excitement in his heart had dispelled his fear.

Dong Changsheng used his mental power to simulate a hoarse voice and said, "The qualifications are average and the cultivation is average, but it is indeed a little stronger than you. You have figured it out. Although my method can be reused, your body needs to be adapted at least half a year."

Song Yingxing was confused when he heard this, but Chen Ziyang said: "Senior, that means I can no longer integrate the qualifications and experiences of other people within half a year."

Dong Changsheng just said 'yes' with certainty.

In fact, there is no such thing as a half-year interval. This is just to facilitate Dong Changsheng to observe Chen Ziyang's changes and reduce the chance of wasting his life on Chen Ziyang.

Song Yingxing felt something was wrong at this time. He took advantage of Chen Ziyang's hesitation and quickly spoke to Dong Changsheng: "Senior, I am willing to serve you too. I can do whatever Chen Ziyang can do. My father is still the third elder of the Red Maple Sword Sect. He has many resources. What does the senior need? My father and I can collect it."

Chen Ziyang was immediately shocked when he heard Song Yingxing's words. He was afraid that he would lose Dong Changsheng as his backer, so he instinctively pulled out the long sword from his waist and cleanly passed through Song Yingxing's throat.

Song Yingxing covered his throat with his hands, blood gushed out from his fingers, his eyes widened, staring at Chen Ziyang tightly, and bleeding kept coming out of his mouth. He couldn't say a word for a long time. He didn't expect that he would die here like this.

With a "bang", Song Yingxing fell to the ground, staring at the night sky with a pair of eyes blankly.

Chen Ziyang then took back his sword and said to Dong Changsheng: "Senior, I wonder if your method can be used by dead people?"

Dong Changsheng smiled hoarsely and said, "Actually, there is no need to be so nervous. Although I am not a good person, I still keep my word. As for dead people or living people, it is the same for me."

After saying that, a ball of dead energy wrapped around Song Yingxing's body. His soul was instantly received into the soul space. Then his body became dry, and then the dead energy invaded two bags on the ground one after another. Then all the vitality returned to Dong Changsheng's body with the dead energy.

Chen Ziyang looked at Dong Changsheng's series of actions silently. When he saw the gray fog returning to Dong Changsheng, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Sit cross-legged and calm down."

When Chen Ziyang heard this, he knew that the time had come to determine his fate, so he quickly sat down and silently practiced the Guiyuan Gong.

After a while, Dong Changsheng felt that the time was almost over, so he waved his hand and a large amount of gray-white bone powder was transferred out of his soul space, and then a mass of dead aura broke away from his body. With his mental control, the mass of dead aura wrapped in a large amount of bone powder came to Chen Ziyang.

Chen Ziyang suddenly felt that he seemed to have fallen into the ice cave, his whole body was trembling, and his heart was filled with fear. He wanted to open his eyes to see the situation around him, but suddenly he heard Dong Changsheng say: "Keep the mind tightly, this is the most critical step."

After Dong Changsheng saw that Chen Ziyang, who was composed of bone powder and death energy, became calm again, he began to fine-tune the runes on the origin mark of Song Yingxing's soul in the soul space. After a while, the rune formation in front of him finally resonated with the mark of the soul space.

Then Dong Changsheng began to input vitality into the rune magic array while using his mental power to control the rune magic array to shrink. About half an hour later, the originally huge rune magic array shrank to the size of a coin and was printed on Chen Ziyang's eyebrows. After a while, it slowly faded and disappeared.
Chapter completed!