Chapter 686: Gambling
If it is said that the creatures in the previous life will experience three deaths of body, society and spirit, then this life will probably also have the dissipation of soul traces.
The current cultivators’ research on soul marks was not very profound. They only discovered the existence of this kind of thing and knew that every living being would have it.
It records everything a creature sees and hears from birth to death, and also records the joys, sorrows, and joys of a creature's life.
Soul marks are the only evidence that a living being has existed in this world.
Some people regard it as a romantic gift from God to all living beings.
It’s just that this romance will slowly decay and disappear when the living beings turn into withered bones, and eventually turn into nothingness.
The information about the soul marks passed through his mind, and Xu Yuanwu suddenly remembered something.
Recalling the memory of the first time we met in this life,
The feeling of the moment when the memories of the innocent young man named Xu Yuan and the scumbag young man named Xu Changtian merged.
I do n’t remember my memory, because I ca n’t touch the soul marks, but when the blood of the Hexon Yuan Hexian meteorizing the flesh, it seemed to merge the alive Xu Yuan with the dead Xu Changtian ’s soul marks.
Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and glanced at his palm, with a complicated and strange look in Xu Yuan's eyes.
The details that were unknown at the beginning were completed at this moment. Looking back, an indescribable emotion filled my heart.
Soul traces blend together
So now he can be regarded as having traveled through time and captured Xu Yuan's body, or he is the soul of Xu Changtian who has been reborn.
This is a philosophical question.
But if you think about it carefully, there are already clues.
He always thought that he inherited Xu Changtian's identity because he liked his father's power. After all, it was really hard to refuse the temptation of being the top second generation in the world.
But if this is the case, he will most likely spend a fortune and resources to live alone, and there is no way he will plunge into the center of this turmoil for the Prime Minister's Mansion.
after all,
Xu Yuan in his previous life was really a loser.
People in their twenties are still like salted fish, they move when others poke them.
The company at home didn't care at all. When the old man beat him in anger, he just thought that there would be professional managers to help him take care of it anyway.
Perhaps it was the fusion of soul traces and the subtle moistening of things that silently changed all the behaviors of Xu Yuan, who considered himself a time traveler.
But it is more likely that from the moment he stepped out of the cave, Xu Yuan and Xu Changtian were two independent individuals and became one person.
——
As my thoughts linger,
A sky-reaching sword light swept across the sky, and a bloodless slash quickly appeared on the neck of the mountainous young man.
This time, black smoke still continued to seep out in an attempt to close the cuts, but this time the black smoke lost its effectiveness.
Standing far away in the void, Xu Yuan looked down at the head that crashed to the ground.
This is his soul mark space, and as an outsider, Mu Nuo has no chance of winning.
Any fluctuations in the space will be reflected back to the mind by soul traces.
Even if Mu Nuo could simulate his thinking mode and fight, it would be futile to hide murderous plots with this unpredictable ability.
The head that fell to the ground did not disappear as Xu Yuan expected, but stared at him with those ominous dark eyes, and there seemed to be anxiety flashing through them.
Xu Yuan felt that Mu Nuo would not have such emotions, but the fact is that Mu Nuo is really in a hurry now.
There are no fatal injuries in the soul mark space. In theory, there is no difference between cutting off the neck and cutting off the hand, but the previous battle experience has already made it come to a conclusion that it does not want to admit.
If he continues like this, his existence will disappear in Xu Yuan's hands.
Its attack couldn't hit Xu Yuan. Even if it could hit, it was the choice this guy made in order to destroy his roots.
Like the sword that just cut off its head.
Mu Nuo didn’t know why this happened.
Obviously, he has simulated Xu Yuan's thinking mode by absorbing the soul that exists in this space.
Under the influence of this thinking mode,
No matter how deep the hatred in its heart is, even if the anger in its heart can no longer be suppressed, even at this critical moment of life and death, it is still calmly thinking about countermeasures.
Mu Nuo originally liked this feeling.
Calm thinking, careful strategies, and reasonable distribution of holy sources made him think that he was in an invincible position.
But after falling into an absolute disadvantage at this moment, this calmness brought a deep discomfort to it.
It felt an emotion called fear in Xu Changtian's thinking mode, a fear that went deep into his bones.
This made Mu Nuo feel sick, because it had never been afraid, but at the same time it also felt a bit sarcastic.
It didn’t expect that this guy was always calm and calm on the outside, but he was so timid in his heart.
A person who is stern in appearance and inwardly inwardly.
As soon as this thought passed by, Mu Nuo realized something.
Even in this state, it is still thinking calmly. Even if the fear in its heart has increased, it is still looking for a way to break the situation.
Mu Nuo’s eyes changed.
Under its gaze, Xu Yuan’s indifferent and stern gaze fell into his eyes, as if he had seen through its mind:
“Fear is not something to be ashamed of. Fear is the instinct of living beings, but you must learn to be graceful when facing pressure.”
The words fell,
Gently raised his hand, the markings on the back of his hand surged, and four giant swords gathered in the sky above Xu Yuan's head, dissipating bursts of divine light and aiming at the limbs of the headless torso below.
The homologous thinking allowed Mu Nuo to guess what Xu Yuan was thinking. He wanted to dismember it and then break its torso one by one.
The end is decided.
But after realizing this, Mu Nuo's bodyless head suddenly smiled.
Facing a dead end, Xu Yuan's thinking mode gave rise to a crazy idea in his mind.
This thought made Mu Nuo finally understand why the guy in front of him was so disgusting, and why he still dared to stay and defend the city despite the absolute disadvantage of the Six Saints attacking the city.
This guy is an out-and-out gambler, and his crazy gambling instinct is rooted in his bones.
It's just that others are betting money, but he is betting his life.
To die and then to live.
Looking at the figure standing in the sky and the four giant swords hanging high on the dome, and feeling the emotion hidden deep in his heart brought about by the other person's thoughts, Mu Nuo suddenly said:
“You are an absolute lunatic.”
Hearing this, Xu Yuan chuckled:
“I think it’s somewhat inappropriate for you, a real lunatic, to say this.”
Mu Nuo is very plain:
"Xu Changtian, you were right just now. I did simulate your thinking, so do you know what emotions I feel now when facing the current dead situation?"
Xu Yuan frowned.
Mu Nuo raised a smile on her lips and spat out two words:
"excited."
Xu Yuan frowned even more tightly.
Mu Nuo looked a little surprised when he saw this:
“It seems that you have never been aware of this. You like taking risks, gambling on life, the fear of dying and the excitement of dying at any time.
“Xu Changtian, you are enjoying this process.
“These things that seem extremely dangerous to ordinary people are making you feel happy.”
After listening carefully, Xu Yuan was speechless for a moment and whispered:
“Maybe you are right, but what do you want to express when you say this now? If you put yourself in your shoes, I can’t think of any way to break the situation?”
“Is it really unexpected?”
Mu Nuo's childish voice echoed, with a deep smile: "That's right, some things can't be thought of by putting yourself in someone else's shoes."
Bluffing?
Xu Yuan wasn't sure if this kid was fooling him, but it didn't matter.
In his soul mark space, the demise of Mu Nuo's existence is only a matter of time.
Thinking about
He raised his right hand and waved it down gently.
But unexpectedly,
Mu Nuo just watched quietly as the four giant swords dismembered his body. In the process, the soul marks did not send any echo to Xu Yuan.
Is this a show?
I have doubts in my heart, but I keep my hands on it.
As a Taoist spell shot out, black smoke suddenly billowed out from Mu Nuo's body.
As the black smoke continued to dissipate into the soul mark space, Mu Nuo's huge mountain-like body began to shrink rapidly.
Judging from the normal size of Xu Yuan's body, the giant that was originally several hundred feet was quickly reduced to half of its original size in a short period of time. As the last blade light completely scattered Mu Nuo's right hand, Xu Yuan finally stopped what he was doing.
Frowning his eyebrows, he deliberately and unpreparedly landed in front of Mu Nuo's head, stared at the other person's closed eyes, and said in a deep voice:
Mu Nuo slowly opened his eyes, his sight as dark as ink and smoke dissipating with a smile:
“I don’t want to waste time and speed up the process, but it seems it’s almost time now.”
Xu Yuan looked down at the head lying on its side, and the markings on his right hand transformed into a 100-meter lightsaber, which was placed between the opponent's eyebrows:
“Is it time? Is it your death date?”
There was no fear in Mu Nuo’s eyes, and he said calmly:
"The day of death? If you dare, it is indeed the day of my death, but before that, you can take a look around."
Xu Yuan glanced at it, looked sideways at the soul mark space, and then his pupils shrank slightly.
“Looks like you found it.”
Mu Nuo's voice came at the right time, asking: "Before my existence is completely dissipated, this soul scar space will be completely contaminated first. Do you still dare to kill me now, Xu Changtian?"
ˆ “.”
Xu Yuan didn't pay attention to the brat's arrogance, but stared at his soul mark space, staring at the space that was filled with a layer of gray fog at some point.
Ominous and obscure fog fills the edge of the space, constantly eroding the flawless white.
Mu Nuo’s gentle and slow tone is like the second Xu Yuan, with a hint of ridicule:
“I didn’t have a conclusion before, but now I can make one. Your existence is the nourishment that God has given me.”
Xu Yuan looked away and directly cut the noisy head in half with a wave of his hand.
The black smoke escaping from it merged into the soul mark space in an instant. At the same time, the black mist at the edge seemed to receive some kind of nourishment, and instantly spread a little toward the center where the two were.
His soul mark space was indeed being polluted by the black smoke emitted by Mu Nuo.
Although it is not clear what kind of changes this pollution will cause, Xu Yuan feels that this is definitely not a good thing.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan's figure turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the edge of the mist.
Mu Nuo saw this and said with an unscrupulous tone:
"Xu Changtian, it's useless. Everything you are doing now is in vain. Your cultivation is too weak. You can only become the nourishment for me to complete Tianque."
Coming to the boundary between gray fog and pale space.
Looking at the wall of fog that was constantly billowing like tentacles, the solemnity in Xu Yuan's eyes continued to deepen.
From the beginning, he guessed that if he swallowed Mu Nuo, his thinking would be alienated to a certain extent, and he prepared corresponding countermeasures.
But this kind of alienation occurred in the soul marks, which completely failed the method he originally prepared.
Soul marks are too mysterious for current cultivators, and related research has almost stagnated. Even Xu Yuannai, the first cultivator in the world to enter his own soul mark space, is not sure.
Everything is unknown, and everything needs to be tested by himself.
While hesitating, Xu Yuan stretched his left hand into the gray mist.
Almost instantly, a sickening and crazy murmur came from Xu Yuan's mind, making it almost impossible for him to maintain his sanity.
But in addition, Xu Yuan also sensed a breath that was very familiar and unfamiliar to him.
Before he had time to delve deeper, Xu Yuan pulled his hand out before madness completely spread in his thoughts, but the touch of the gray mist he had just been immersed in was engraved in his heart.
That is death.
Under that maddening murmur,
Hibernates the same peace that he had when he died
Just as he was thinking about it, Mu Nuo's childish voice came from the distance again, teasingly:
"How about it? That sound should be nice, right? Why don't you put your whole body in and try it?"
ˆ “.”
Xu Yuan directly blocked the brat's noise.
Looking at the endless wall of fog, my heart became heavier and heavier, and I roughly understood what Mu Nuo was thinking.
Judging from the changes just now, if Mu Nuo's existence is completely dispersed, this gray mist will completely swallow up his soul mark space.
At that time, the existence will be completely shrouded by it, and Mu Nuo will 100% send his soul to be reborn.
Thinking in his mind, Xu Yuan tentatively controlled the striped holy source to condense a light ball of several inches, and blasted it towards the surging wall of fog.
The scene that happened next made Xu Yuan's eyes suddenly light up.
The light ball quickly reacted with the fog and neutralized it as soon as it entered the fog wall. In an instant, a hole with a diameter of a hundred feet appeared in the fog wall in front of him.
It can be done.
The surprise passed in a flash, and then Xu Yuan realized that this method would not work.
Not enough.
Now that he has annihilated Mu Nuo's huge body, and also wants to prevent this boundless wall of fog from spreading to the entire soul mark space, the striped holy source is simply not enough.
No matter how much you save, it is never enough.
Upon noticing what Xu Yuan had done, Mu Nuo’s teasing voice sounded like a shadow:
“Xu Changtian, if you want to clear out my aura, you must neutralize it with an equally huge source, and the ghost willow given to you by the woman with golden eyes is simply not enough to do this.”
Halfway through the words, Mu Nuo's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of surprise:
“How is this possible?!”
As far as the eye can see, Xu Yuan used his own cultivation to condense a ball of light the size of a grain of rice and sent it into the fog wall.
Immediately afterwards,
A hole a thousand feet in diameter suddenly appeared on the fog wall!
More effective than the Holy Source just now.
Xu Yuan's own cultivation and this gray mist are natural enemies of each other.
Breakthrough.
As long as he breaks through before the battle and cooperates with Liumu Shengyuan, he should be able to break the situation!
The corners of Xu Yuan's lips curled up as the thought passed by. He was about to reply to Mu Nuo, but he saw that the empty mist in front of him seemed to be disturbed by something, and suddenly surged forward for more than a thousand feet!
If Xu Yuan hadn't reacted quickly and retreated quickly, he would have been swallowed up by the fog at this moment.
Subconsciously, he looked back at Mu Nuo's head lying on its side, only to see a joking smile in its eyes:
“I’m just kidding, what I’m using now is your Xu Changtian’s thinking. Didn’t I think you would express such a tone of astonishment?
“Stay graceful in the face of pressure, haha.
"However, I suggest you give up early. This mist is connected to my holy realm in the outside world. The holy realm will continue to swallow the energy of heaven and earth and promote the growth of gray mist."
It’s so annoying.
Xu Yuanfang only realized how disgusting this feeling was when the way he teased others happened to him.
And the most important thing is that what Mu Nuo said was not a bluff, but the reality he was facing now.
Annihilating Mu Nuo's existence, the gray mist will completely pollute his soul traces.
Purify the gray mist, and Mu Nuo will swallow his existence.
It is impossible to maintain the status quo, because this fog will continue to grow.
At that time, under the circumstances of ebb and flow, even if he can forcibly break through the realm, it will only delay the time of destruction.
Dilemma.
How to break the situation?
While considering countermeasures, Xu Yuan suddenly noticed that Mu Nuo, who had been waiting for death, suddenly made a new move.
It condensed a ball of light with a radius of ten feet above its head, and laughed loudly:
"It seems like you can't make a choice. How about I help you?"
Seeing this scene,
Xu Yuan was silent for a while, turned around and walked slowly towards the boundless fog wall, sighing:
"I'm probably a madman, so I don't need your help in making this kind of life and death decision."
Seeing Xu Yuan's actions, Mu Nuo's voice was filled with doubts:
“What do you want to do?”
“Didn’t you say that my gambling instinct is deep in my bones?”
Xu Yuan paused, looked back, with a smile on his lips:
"I'm going to make a bet with you now, and the chip is our lives."
Hearing this, Mu Nuo seemed to have heard some kind of funny joke:
“Whether you survive or win this war, your existence will eventually be replaced by mine.
“Xu Changtian,
“There is no way I can lose this bet.
“I will accept your soul mark and your existence.”
Xu Yuan nodded noncommittally and kept walking. When his body was half immersed in the fog wall, he suddenly squinted and said:
“Normally you’re right,
“Dan Mu Nuo,
"There is death hidden in the voice of this gray mist. You regard it as a curse, but I understand it better than you."
(End of this chapter)