Chapter 463 Divine Soul Inheritance!(1/2)
"Very good, very inspirational. Look, I'm almost moved by you and cry!"
Yang Fan reached out and wiped tears on his face that did not exist at all, looking at Mr. Wuliu with a sincere expression.
This is a soul phantom with ideals and pursuits.
Everyone who has dreams or shadows deserves respect.
Um.
The premise is that he should not have any conflict with himself. Otherwise, even if he is a phantom, Yang Fan can guarantee that his mother will not recognize him.
Unfortunately.
The old man with a bad heart in front of him has successfully touched Yang Fan's bottom line.
Mr. Wuliu shivered unconsciously.
Yang Fan pretended very well. He did not feel any malice in Yang Fan, but seeing Yang Fan's fake move of wiping tears, a very appropriate word emerged in Mr. Wu Liu's mind.
The cat cries rat.
Fake compassion!
This guy doesn't seem to be so easily moved, and maybe he has already had the intention of killing him at this moment.
"So, what is the reward for this level?"
Yang Fan continued to ask persistently, and the stiffness of the topic change caused Mr. Wu Liu's head ache.
Sure enough.
This greedy guy has no sympathy at all.
The reason why I haven't taken action until now is that I am thinking about the reward for passing the last level.
Mr. Wuliu felt very upset.
He waited here for more than 400 years, and finally practiced to the point where he could transform his soul into a real life and parasitic body and break out of sleepiness. But he waited for such a bear thing. Is God deliberately teasing him?
All the good guys from the past disappeared?
Are all young people nowadays so perverted and so sympathetic?
Mr. Wuliu was very sad. He felt that he had been struggling in the secret realm for so long, but he was just to make wedding clothes for the little pervert in front of him. He was not convinced, he was unwilling to accept it, and he was resentful.
"You are in the dream reality of the heavenly level psychic illusion array for one minute, and your heart is touched. Your understanding of the dream reality array is further deepened, your formation experience is improved, and your skill proficiency is +10."
There was another systematic prompt in Yang Fan's ear. The outside world's heavenly illusion array could no longer provide him with more skill experience. The value of Mr. Wu Liu in front of him seemed to have come to an end.
I kept him before, just worried that once the old man's soul collapsed, the sky-level illusion array he built would disappear.
Now, the heavenly illusion array has become an unnecessary waste for Yang Fan, so correspondingly, he doesn't care so much about the existence of a phantom of the soul.
A phantom of the spirit that has become a spirit, like a mental illness, is thinking about taking over this and replacing that all day long, as if other people's lives are not important, only his freedom is the most precious thing in the world.
It is too dangerous to survive in the world with such unstable factors. As the messenger of justice of the federal human race, Yang Fan felt that he needed to take on the important task of killing demons and escorting later generations.
so.
Let him become a soul refining pill.
It can also be regarded as a waste utilization and can be used to benefit more spiritual thought masters and qi and blood warriors.
"Old man! Has this little bastard finally murdered me?!"
Feeling the strong murderous intent suddenly burst out from Yang Fan's body, Mr. Wuliu's expression changed.
It was not until this time that he realized that in the face of death, he was not as calm as he imagined.
The so-called seeing through life and death is nothing but nonsense.
Life is short, and he has lived for more than four hundred years, but he has not lived enough, let alone others.
"I said!" Mr. Wuliu said quickly: "My friend, please do it slowly, I will explain everything!"
Yang Fan's mouth twitched.
Being timid so soon?
He didn't use any means at all. Should he surrender so quickly?
I didn't expect it.
Such a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes and fairy-like appearance is actually a traitor with a weak position and despises him.
You can hold on for one second or two seconds at least!
Seeing that Yang Fan did not say anything, Mr. Wuliu continued, "Actually, I didn't lie to you before. The condition for passing this last level is that you must understand the spiritual realm of the dream reality practiced by the heavenly illusion array."
"It's just that these old men have always had selfish thoughts and will not provide any tips and helps on the road to any passerby. They usually make a pot of big front door and send them away!"
"I am also becoming stronger and more powerful because I can use the light of the passer to increase my soul power by taking one or two cups of nine-level spiritual tea every few decades or hundreds of years. "
"You and Wang Zhe, who are outside, are my husband who has achieved success in his cultivation. He has broken through the barrier and entered the human race here for the first time in nearly 50 years. However, because my friend's soul power is too huge, I didn't think about harming you. If my friend hadn't been aggressive later, I wouldn't have thought of choosing the young man with a lot of mental talent."
Yang Fan's face darkened.
This is a bit heartbreaking.
What does it mean that the spiritual talent is a bit weak? It is obviously a bit fresh and refined, okay?
Such an adult, why can’t you even say something? It’s true!
Fortunately, this is in his sea of consciousness space. Wang Zhe could not hear the conversation between them at all, otherwise he would not know what he would be hit.
"So much nonsense, just behave like some, what is the reward for passing the level?"
Yang Fan was a little impatient. This old man was getting more and more confused. He was just a matter of one sentence. He had to delay time with all kinds of things. Is he so strong in surviving?
One more second is counting as one second?
Mr. Wu Liu smacked his lips twice.
After all, he is a young man, he is really not patient at all.
"The real reward for passing the level is actually a spiritual source on me, a spiritual source with the memory of a dreamlike reality illusion array."
"To put it bluntly, this level is a inheritance trial, a inheritance trial about the illusion array master, and the carrier of inheritance is my soul source!"
"I didn't mean to deceive you in the previous theory of array diagram inheritance, because if I did not awaken my self-consciousness, as long as you can achieve the basic conditions of mastering the dream reality array, you will get the corresponding soul inheritance."
Yang Fan suddenly realized.
No wonder this old man has been rude and always trying every means to greed for the remaining spiritual tea and to drive them out of the level as soon as possible.
It turns out that all the roots are here.
Once someone passes the level, Mr. Wuliu needs to split up some of the origin of the soul as a heritage to the level passer, which not only inherits the experience of the formation, but also strengthens the soul foundation of the level passer. Such an opportunity will not be inferior to the aura of the level passer, and it will even be more direct and proper.
It can be seen that the people who set up these opportunity levels at the beginning have almost taken into account all aspects for the later passers-by.
The only thing he did not expect was that the divine phantom he left behind could give birth to spiritual intelligence, and he also learned to cheat and get away with it.
For Mr. Wu Liu, who is originally a phantom of the soul, it would be a bit too painful to give the origin of the soul that he had worked hard to cultivate to others for free. Dividing the origin of the soul is simply cutting flesh from him.
After all, even if you have the supplement of level nine spiritual tea, you will definitely not be able to recover in a short while. When you have no independent consciousness, you may be able to be selfless.
But now he has his own spiritual will and the survival instinct of cherishing his life and body, so he naturally cannot weaken himself and strengthen others as he used to.
It is almost inevitable to be cheating and perfunctory.
"However, this girl has been greedy for so many level nine spirit tea and has been hiding here for more than 400 years. His soul must be rich, right?"
Although there are restrictions on level nine spiritual tea, it does not mean that a person can only drink one cup in his life.
Like spiritual pills and spiritual medicines, they all have a periodic limit, such as one year or two years. As long as the drug resistance cycle passes, you can still take it again.
Mr. Wu Liu has been in the secret realm for more than 400 years, and he has saved up more than one or two cups of level nine spirit tea. If all of them were absorbed and refined into his own soul power, then his current soul source must have been strengthened to an inhuman level.
Yang Fan looked at Mr. Wuliu blankly.
I feel a little wet on my lips.
Swine flowed out unconsciously.
"Then what are we waiting for now?" Yang Fan couldn't wait: "First create a soul inheritance and let me taste it!"
Mr. Wu Liu's mouth twitched.
This little boy is indeed a wolf and has no sympathy.
I have already said so miserable that tears are almost shedding, but I still refuse to let me go.
"My friend Yang Fan, your dream reality fantasy array has reached the realm of great perfection. There is really no need to accept this so-called fantasy array inheritance again."
"Also, you just drank a cup of Daqianmen, and now the origin of the soul has become saturated. If you rashly absorb and refine my soul, aren't you afraid that your sea of consciousness will be burst?"
So what about the 30,000 kilometers of sea of consciousness space? It also has its own limit of tolerance. As long as the power of the soul exceeds this limit, it will still explode if it is to explode.
this.
In fact, it is also the reason why Mr. Wu Liu can barely remain calm until now.
Yang Fan had just absorbed a cup of Daqianmen, and now his soul is saturated. He will definitely not absorb the excess soul power in a short period of time.
To be continued...