Battle Through the Heavens Chapter 112: Unsolving the residual soul (3)
Chapter 112: Unsettling the Residual Soul (3)
"What's written?" Xiao Yan's heart hung up, already reached the most critical moment, Xiao Yan was very curious to know what amazing secrets there were on it that made Guzheng so depressed.
"No word, it's just a blank piece of paper." The remnant soul in Guzheng laughed suddenly, and there was an endless loneliness in the laughter, and then I saw a piece of white paper transformed from the body of the Zheng. Out, suspended knows the sea.
Although it was transfigured by the power of soul, the white paper is still very real and restores the original appearance.
"Perhaps there is a secret hidden here, or what special method does the above text need to show up, you must think so?" Seeing Xiao Yan shocked and speechless, the remnant in Guzheng thought Xiao Yan Like his own undying, he said with a sneer.
Xiao Yan didn't hear the words of the residual soul in Guzheng, his brain was rushing. Looking at the blank piece of paper in the air, and then contacting the bits and pieces described before the remnant of Guzhen, Xiao Yan felt that already had lifted the cloud and fog covering the front, and his thinking gradually became clear.
"Oh, how can you think of it, how can I not think of it?" The remnant soul in Guzheng thought that Xiao Yan was dumbfounded and couldn't answer his own question at all. He continued to laugh at himself, "For countless years, I don't I was unwilling to even believe that I had been waiting for endless years. The only belief that supported it was a blank piece of paper. I didn't believe that Master would lie to me, so I took this paper all over the world and tried countless times. Method, but the end result is a piece of white paper that is the least valuable. Hahahaha!
"I originally thought that after meeting Master, I had a person who recognized myself. The future of Darkness has comfort and hope, but I didn't expect that even my dear Master is fooling me, And it has fooled me all my life. "
"Perhaps, in Master ’s eyes, I will always be a discouraged disciple. I can never reach that level to know this secret, so Master will randomly insert a blank piece of paper in Guzheng to perfuse me. "The tone of the residual soul in Guzheng is getting lower and lower, and the water drops flowing down from the white zheng body gradually become red, bloody, blood-stained, and the spots are shocking.
Experiencing the still-dead mood of the residual soul in Guzheng, listening to his self-righteous thoughts, Xiao Yan was speechless for a long time.
Anyone who has been blinded by a loved one for hundreds of thousands of years. The idea of fighting for a lifetime is destroyed at the moment when the truth is obtained. The impact is very great. Xiao Yan can fully understand the senior's thoughts. However, why do you think this answer is very simple and there is no difficulty at all? Is it because you made a mistake? Xiao Yan glanced up at the blank piece of paper still floating in the air, the idea that was quite certain became hesitant.
Whoever is in the third floor of the Questioning Heart Hall in legend, if you encounter a problem that you think is simple or even an idiot, you will first doubt whether your judgment is wrong. This is human, and Xiao Yan is no exception.
Silent for a while, Xiao Yan asked: "You do n’t understand why your master did n’t recognize you as a disciple before he died, and you do n’t understand why there is a message but only a blank piece of paper. This is what the seniors were confused about. Question? "
"Correct!" The remnant soul in Guzheng didn't hide anything, and he answered with deep indecision and confusion.
"Senior, as 8-Star Zenith Dou Di, you are not bad in qualifications, and you can't think about this problem?" Xiao Yan smiled wryly, smile very bitter in heart. He only hoped that this remnant soul couldn't figure out such a simple question because his mind had penetrated into the horns of his horns, and he was right.
Chapter 112: Solving the Residual Soul (4)
"Don't make a mistake, this is related to your own life." Xiao Yan shouted from the bottom of my heart.
"Haha, the same is true. I've been thinking about problems that I can't figure out all my life. How can you understand a young Junior who hasn't lived for many years? I'm really confused, maybe I just want to find someone to listen to My distress! "The remnant soul in Guzheng completely misunderstood the meaning of Xiao Yan. The laughter began to be hysterical, the blood and tears in the air were thicker, and the drops were like heartbreaking.
"Ah?" The Xiao Yan's heart grew increasingly uneasy. What's the matter with it? After listening to the remnant soul in Guzheng, it seemed that I had worn out my patience already?
"Thank you for listening. I'm more comfortable after I say these things. You will always be with me in this Darkness with these confusions." Sure enough, the voice of the remnant in Guzheng was so loud that killing intent was gradually revealed. .
Xiao Yan's forehead was cold and sweaty as it was about to die, and it was no longer possible to keep calm. His eyes fell on the eighteen zheng strings, and he jumped violently, pointing at Guzheng as an outrage-"It ’s too late I ca n’t even figure out such a simple question. I think you are an idiot, and I think everyone is as idiot as you. ”
I do n’t care if my guess is right or wrong. If I die here, Xiao Yan feels like an idiot. At least it ’s good to get a scolding book before the other person kills himself, let alone Xiao Yan ’s inference to himself is still Have some confidence.
"You ...!"
Why is the remnant soul in Guzheng so badly scolded in person? He suddenly became furious, and the zither voice stood up, shaking in the sea of Xiao Yan's soul cognition.
"Say you are an idiot, are you really an idiot, do you not want to know the answer?" Xiao Yan broke out, he wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, his waist was straight, and he stared at Guzheng without fear.
It was a series of idiots who were so angry that the remnant soul in Guzhen was lifted to heaven and the second Buddha was born. He laughed angrily, and the sound of the zheng was like a thousand crosses.
Xiao Yan All pores are bleeding, her face pale, her mouth twitching, her body curled up by the stone pillar, her mind gradually blurs.
Do n’t faint, otherwise it will be over. Xiao Yan endured bursts of vertigo, biting the tip of his tongue, and a sudden pain accompanied by blood to make Xiao Yan's thinking faster.
"In this case, do you still want to stay in this dark ghost place for hundreds of thousands of years?" If you didn't kill yourself, it was because of some concerns. I bet right, Xiao Yan almost exhausted the remnants. Struggling with strength, shouting at Guzheng.
"Scoundrel, dare to call my husband an idiot. If I don't want to hear if you can help my husband with my doubts, the husband will destroy you with a finger!" The zither trembled, and the remnant soul in Guzhen suppressed killing intent, angry. Said quietly.