Bai Yueguang, who became a boss after escaping from death

The mountain-like pile of books stretches on and on, extending into the vast dark depths beyond the sight.

From the hillock, there emerged an Erlang leg with bent knees, swaying from time to time.

"The "Dementor Order" was destroyed by you back then. There is only one copy in the world, and there is no rubbing copy." A cloud of black mist floated in mid-air, sometimes revealing a ghostly face, sometimes returning to chaos.

"Are you sure? Where did Qu Ziming get it?" The figure in the small hill asked.

"I don't know, but I'm sure there will never be a second Dementia Order in the world. You don't even believe me?"

"Xinxinxin, you are the ink demon, you can sense the ink rubbings of the documents and records in the whole world."

"Then after being captured by the Dementor Order, will you still remember the score when you wake up?" Gu Jingyu got out of the pile of books, raised his head and asked towards the black mist in the air.

"After being caught in the mind, it is no longer me who plays the music, but the remnant thoughts attached to the original author in the magic song. How can I remember?"

Gu Jingyu nodded, Qu Ziming was dead, and Immortal Yiling's cultivation was all gone, even if he remembered only a few words of the score, he couldn't play it.

It's just that he still can't let go of what happened to the song he heard on the flying boat.

While thinking about it, he glanced at the book in his hand lazily. After seeing a piece of information, he suddenly changed his expression and sat up suddenly. The tip of his ponytail flicked slightly as he stood up, and fell back to his shoulders with the dark red ribbon. .

Seeing Gu Jingyu getting up, the black mist in the air floated to his side, and he also looked at it with a serious expression.

"Found it?" The voice was hoarse and strange, which sounded creepy.

Gu Jingyu nodded at first, then slowly frowned his brows that stretched out, and shuddered involuntarily after a while.

He hangs his hands powerlessly, with a bewildered expression, the scroll falls on his knees, and in the unfolded pages, there is a pattern of a millstone-shaped array symbol and a ghost with a hideous face, the tail of which is being curled up. into the grinding disc.

On the side of the screen, there are scrawled and unsophisticated ancient characters.

Seeing Gu Jingyu's dazed expression, the black mist floated in front of him, "Little Ah Yu?"

Hei Wu looked at him for a while, then suddenly frowned non-existently, "Why are you crying?"

Gu Jingyu came back to his senses, and dazedly wiped the corner of his eyes, only to see a tear on his fingertip, he sighed slightly, "It hurts so much."

Hei Wu tilted his head, "Are you injured?"

Gu Jingyu shook his head. He used to only have a general understanding of the price to be paid for the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Formation, which is far less detailed than the description in the book.

Because of the protection of the system, he has never really suffered from the tearing of the soul, but the description in the book makes him tremble all over just by looking at it. , smashed, and the most terrifying thing is that even a minute and a second are infinitely magnified and extended in perception.

He couldn't stand it anymore, he felt pain all over his body, a hundred times, a thousand times more than when he cut the pill back then.

He suddenly had stomach cramps, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Seeing his painful expression, Hei Mist changed into a flustered look, jumping up and down in the air, whispering incessantly, filling the huge space, "Little Ayu is sick, little Ayu is sick, what to do, what to do manage?"

Gu Jingyu waved his hand and said weakly, "I'm fine."

How did Qiu Zhaoye endure it, Gu Jingyu thought, how could someone be so cruel to him?Just to wake him up?

He only thought that he was empathetic, and forcibly ignored the constant pain in his heart. He took a deep breath, shook his head, and tried to erase the records that had just been printed in his mind, but he kept thinking about them.

He wanted to divert his attention, so he said: "I remember that the body shaping of spirit puppets is different from ordinary people, and it should be easy to find out why the one I met, only the spirit veins can detect some differences, but the body is no different from the flesh and blood body ?”

The black mist rushed in front of him and stared at him for a while, "Little Ah Yu, why are you in a cold sweat?"

Gu Jingyu shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

The black mist pushed out a pair of eyeballs and turned around, suddenly understood something, and laughed loudly, "You're scared."

Immediately afterward, there were small whispers pouring out from all directions, "Little Ayu is afraid of pain, little Ayu is afraid of pain..."

Gu Jingyu rolled his eyes, "Answer the question."

The black mist pierced into the mountain of books with a whoosh, and wandered inside. Books kept slipping from the mountain and scattered all over the place. Not long after, a scroll was thrown from the mountain of books, drawing an arc in the air and falling into Gu Jingyu. hands.

"Cutting out the heart and taking the flesh, combining with the soul can shape the heart and body of the puppet, no longer a puppet, but no different from a real person."

Gu Jingyu's hand catching the scroll stopped in the air, and the angina that had just been relieved broke out again, and he murmured, "Why?"

He was puzzled, "Why do you do this?"

Spirit puppet body sculpting is more tenacious than mortal bodies, and can even be immortal. Why would someone pay such a high price just to create a body that is almost indistinguishable from a mortal body?

"Deceive the way of heaven."

Gu Jingyu froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"The physical body molded by this method and injected with the soul will be no different from the real body, and belong to the same person in the eyes of heaven."

"Someone used this method to hide the sky and cross the sea. After crossing the catastrophe, they regained their bodies and cultivation bases with their remnant souls, and tried to cross the catastrophe again."

"Success?"

Hei Wu laughed, "How is it possible? Since there must be a reason for failure, it's the same for doing it all over again."

Gu Jingyu thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "That person can't be here for the purpose of crossing the catastrophe."

"how do you know?"

"That body's cultivation is not high, I think it's at most half-step Nascent Soul Realm, but those who can create spirit puppets must have cultivation above Huashen."

This is also the biggest reason why Gu Jingyu has not dared to confirm it so far. If it is Qiu Zhaoye's avatar, how could his cultivation be like this?

Hei Wu groaned, "Then you have to ask him himself."

Gu Jingyu smiled helplessly, "He said he didn't remember."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, and asked again: "Is there a way to know the original body of the spirit puppet?"

The black mist disappeared again with a whoosh, and while searching in the sea of ​​books, this time it actually collapsed several small hills, and the fallen books became waves, almost burying Gu Jingyu.

He struggled to get up from the pile of books, and said loudly: "If you don't find it, I will be drowned."

"I found it." Hei Wu almost searched the huge space, and then he found a jade from the corner and threw it over.

"Take a drop of blood from the puppet and the original body, mix it and drip it on the white jade. If it is from the same source, the jade will glow red and the blood will disappear. Otherwise, the jade will have no reaction."

Gu Jingyu looked suspiciously at the clear jade, thinking it was some kind of rare magic weapon, "What is this?"

Hei Wu said: "The lowest level magic weapon used by folks to recognize relatives by dripping blood."

Gu Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, then said blankly: "Huh?"

That black mist formed a hand and patted Gu Jingyu's face, "Aren't you always smart?"

He finally realized, yes, since they are the same person, the blood will naturally blend, how could he not even think of this.

So he tossed the jade lightly and fell into the palm again, waved his hand with his back to the black mist and said, "Mo Yao, thank you!" Then he walked out without looking back.

The black mist has been following him as he stepped out of the door, and then drilled back into the giant door. The heads of strange beasts hanging on the door stood up one after another and whispered, "Little Ah Yu is gone again, little Ah Yu When will Yu come back again? Little Ayu...Little Ayu..."

Gu Jingyu held Yu Jue thoughtfully, and returned to the cave without knowing it.

He was thinking about how to get the other party's blood in his mind, and his answer was ready to come out in his intuition, but he still couldn't convince himself intellectually, there were too many logical inconsistencies, and he needed conclusive evidence to confirm that guess.

He walked all the way into the cave, until he heard the sound of dripping water.

Clouds and mist shrouded in front of him, and he faltered, just seeing a white figure in the pool.

The other party sensed the presence of someone, and stood up suddenly, with the sound of water splashing.

Gu Jingyu blinked, then turned around in a circle, turned his back to him, cleared his throat and said, "Sorry."

At the same time, the back that is as firm as a jade carving in my mind is lingering in my mind.

He scolded himself in his heart, it's not like he hasn't seen it before, so there's nothing to make a fuss about.

Qiu Zhaoye turned his face slightly, and said in a deep voice: "No problem." When he said, he drew a thin shirt to drape over his shoulders.

Behind him came the rustling of clothes, and the slight sound of footsteps stepping on the rocks on the shore.

Before Gu Jingyu turned around, he saw a figure approaching him.

Even though it was covered by the rich sweet aroma in the room, he could still smell the cold pine fragrance.

The other party was wearing a layer of pure white underwear, which was clinging to his body due to water stains, his long hair was scattered around his waist, and his creamy skin was fumigated by the heat, giving off a light blush.

Gu Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and a sentence popped up in his mind: the god of abundance is like jade, there is no other in the world.

His throat suddenly felt dry and itchy, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Seeing him stunned, Qiu Zhaoye tentatively asked: "What's wrong?"

He thought for a while, and then said bluntly: "I need a drop of your blood."

When speaking, he looked straight at the boy and observed the other person's reaction.

If the other party has a memory, they will understand what this request means.

Qiu Zhaoye's complexion sank, under the eyes as calm as the deep sea was a turbulent undercurrent that was about to roll up.

The young man in the cage showed panic and murmured: "Ah Yu knows? Ah Yu knows...don't..."

Gu Jingyu narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the change in the other party's expression was very subtle, it did not escape his eyes. His heart sank. He thought his speculation had come true, but the next second he saw the other party pointing across his palm without hesitation. After the spirit flow was cut like a blade, blood flowed out.

Qiu Zhaoye turned his palm and took out a jade bottle, and handed it over when it was full.

Gu Jingyu was slightly surprised, "You don't ask, what do I want your blood for?"

Qiu Zhaoye raised his lips, "Don't say it's a little blood, even if it's my life, I can give it to you on the spot."

It was this kind of talk again, for some reason, Gu Jingyu couldn't be happy at all when he heard it.

He took the jade bottle with a frown, and said in a low voice, "Don't say such things in the future."

The other party's clear eyes were covered with a layer of hazy mist, covering all his thoughts under the mist, and then slowly nodded, "I know, I won't in the future."

The boy yelled in fear: "Why did you give it to him, Ah Yu will know, and he will hate me!"

Qiu Zhaoye ignored it, but forcibly suppressed the boy's voice in his mind.

Gu Jingyu said: "I have something important to do, I have to retreat for a while, if you recover from your injury, you can return to the sect yourself, don't need to tell me."

After speaking, the slender figure turned and left.

Only Qiu Zhaoye let out a long sigh in the dim light.

Gu Jingyu researched the Nine-Turn Returning Soul Formation, trying to find a way to recall the remnant soul. After all, his soul was summoned by the Nine-Turn Returning Soul Formation, and it remained in Lin Shuyu's body due to the interruption of the formation. Completely recall his soul.

But he didn't want to use his soul as the center of the array, he couldn't bear that kind of pain, so he forgot to sleep and eat to study the improvement method, and he didn't know how many days passed, when he finally found some ways, he eagerly called Ji Xiubai to protect the law .

He told Ji Xiubai not to make a fuss if he fainted, or if there was any abnormality, he could solve any problems.

But not long after the formation was in operation, his eyes went dark.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the square bed and the bed curtains embroidered with the patterns of the Sovereign Hall, and he knew that he had spoken too much.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a familiar face coming into his line of sight. Zhen Ziang's eyes were full of tears, and when he saw him open his eyes, his face showed ecstasy, and he said loudly, "Junior brother, you're awake!"

The author has something to say:

Yes, Xiao Ayu went back again~ just like this repeatedly jumping~~~

PS: Tomorrow will continue on Saturday~~