I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 463: Soul inheritance!
"Very good, very inspirational, look, I’m about to be moved to cry!"
Yang Fan reached out and wiped a tear that did not exist on his face, and looked at Mr. Wuliu sincerely.
This is a ghost image with ideals and pursuits.
Everyone who has a dream or a shadow is worthy of respect.
Well.
The premise is that he does not have any conflicts with himself. Otherwise, even if he is a phantom, Yang Fan can guarantee that his mother will not recognize him.
And unfortunately.
The dark-hearted old man in front of him has successfully touched Yang Fan's bottom line.
Mr. Wuliu shivered unconsciously.
Yang Fan pretends to be very good. He didn't feel any malice on Yang Fan's body, but when he saw Yang Fan's fake wiping tears, Mr. Wuliu's mind involuntarily came up with a very appropriate word.
The cat is crying.
False compassion!
This guy doesn't seem to be such a person who is easily moved. It might have killed him at this moment.
"So, what is the reward for this level?"
Yang Fan continued to inquire persistently. The stiffness of the topic change caused Mr. Wuliu to have a headache.
Sure enough.
This greedy guy has no sympathy at all.
The reason why I haven’t done it yet is because I am thinking about the final reward of the last level.
Mr. Wu Liu felt very distressed.
He waited here for more than four hundred years, and finally he was able to practice it when he could become a virtual soul, can parasitize and change his body, and then came out with such a bear thing. God, this is Are you deliberately teasing him?
The old good guys are gone for Mao?
Are all young people now so perverted and so sympathetic?
Mr. Wuliu was very sad and felt that he had been struggling in the secret environment for so long, but the result was only to make wedding clothes for the little pervert in front of him. He refused to accept it, he was unwilling, he was not angered.
"You are in the fantasy reality of a psionic fantasy array for a minute, and your heart touches. The understanding of the fantasy reality formation is further deepened, the formation experience is improved, and the skill proficiency is +10."
Yang Fan’s ear again heard a system prompt. The outside world-level phantom array can no longer provide him with more skill experience. The use value of Mr. Wuliu seems to have come to an end.
Keep him before, just worried about the collapse of the old man’s spirit, and the heavenly illusion he built will also disappear.
Now, for Yang Fan, the Celestial Illusion has become an optional chicken rib, so correspondingly, he does not care so much about the existence of a ghost ghost.
A phantasmagoria, like a divine illness, has been thinking of taking this all day, instead of that, it seems that the life of other people is not important, only his freedom is the most precious in the world s things.
It is too dangerous to keep such unstable factors to survive in the world. As a justice messenger of the federal race, Yang Fan felt that he had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of succumbing to the demon and escorting the latecomers.
So.
Let’s turn him into a soul refining pill.
It is also a waste utilization, which can be used to benefit more spiritual teachers and qi-blood warriors.
"Uncle's! Did this little rabbit finally kill the old man?!"
Mr. Wuliu's expression changed when Yang Fan suddenly burst into a rich murderous opportunity.
It was not until this time that he knew that in the face of death, he was not as calm as he had imagined.
The so-called see through life and death, Quan Te is talking nonsense.
Life is short, he has lived for more than 400 years, he has not lived enough, let alone other people.
"I said!" Mr. Wuliu said quickly: "Children and slow hands, the old man will explain!"
Yang Fan's mouth twitched.
Is it so quick?
He hasn't resorted to any means yet. Will he succumb so quickly?
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly.
Such a guy with thick brows and big eyes and immortal wind turned out to be a traitor with an unsteady position and despised it.
However, you still insist on one second and two seconds!
Seeing that Yang Fan didn’t say anything, Mr. Wuliu continued: "Actually, I didn't lie to you before. The clearance condition of this last level is that you must realize the spiritual reality of this set of fantasy-level practice of fantasy reality."
"It's just that these old men have always been selfish, and they will not provide any hints and help to any of the barriers. Generally, they will make a big front door and send them away! "
"And the old man is also because every few decades or hundreds of years, he can borrow the light of the customs clearance, rubbing a cup of two cups of ninth grade spirit tea to increase the power of the soul, so he is getting stronger and stronger, and has enough to regenerate. 'S breakthrough ability."
"You and the outside Wang Zhe Xiaoyou are the old men who have cultivated themselves. They have entered this place for the first time in nearly 50 years, but the power of the gods and souls to deter the little friends is too large. The old man did not think In order to hurt you, if it was not that the younger friends have been aggressive afterwards, the old man will not think about choosing the little white face with a bad spiritual talent."
Yang Fan's face sank.
This is a bit irritating.
What is the difference between spiritual talents, obviously it is a little fresh and refined, okay?
I am so grown-up, I can’t even say a word, really!
Thanks to this, it is in his space of knowledge of the sea that Wang Zhe simply cannot hear the dialogue between them, otherwise he does not know what will be hit.
"So much nonsense, just be straightforward, what exactly are the customs clearance rewards?"
Yang Fan is a little impatient. This old man is really getting more and more ink. It is a matter of one sentence. Is it necessary to procrastinately delay the time, is there such a strong desire to survive?
An extra second counts as a second?
Mr. Wuliu smacked his mouth twice.
After all, it’s a young man, so I’m really impatient.
"The real customs clearance reward is actually a source of the soul of the old man, and a source of the soul of the magical world of fantasy reality."
"To put it bluntly, this level is a trial of inheritance, a trial of inheritance about the illusionist, and the carrier of inheritance is the spirit of the old man!"
"The previous lineage inheritance said that the old man is not deliberately deceiving you, because if the old man does not awaken his self-consciousness, as long as you can achieve the basic conditions for mastering the fantasy reality fantasy array, you will get the corresponding spirit soul inheritance. "
Yang Fan suddenly.
No wonder this old man has been escaping all the time, always trying to find the remaining spirit tea, and wanting to get them out of the level early.
All the roots are here.
Once someone clears the customs, Mr. Wuliu needs to split out part of the source of the soul as a inheritance gift to the customs passer, which not only inherits the experience of the formation, but also can strengthen the foundation of the soul of the customs passer. This opportunity is not at all. It will be inferior to the anti-sky effect of the ninth-grade spirit tea, even more directly and properly.
It can be seen that the people who set up these opportunistic levels had almost taken all aspects into account for the later customs clearance.
The only thing he didn’t anticipate is that the ghost image he left behind was able to give birth to spiritual wisdom, and he also learned to sneak and slip through, fooling around.
For Mr. Wuliu who is the ghost of the soul, the source of the soul that he worked so hard to give to others in vain, it would be too painful to divide the source of the soul, it is just from his Cut the flesh.
After all, this kind of loss of soul, even with the supplement of the ninth-level spirit tea, is definitely not recoverable in a moment and a half. When there is no self-consciousness, he may be able to be selfless.
But now that he has his own will of consciousness and the survival instinct of taking care of his life, it is naturally impossible for him to weaken himself and strengthen others as silly as before.
It’s almost a necessity to steal and play tricks.
"However, this girl has so much greed of ninth-level spirit tea, and has been hiding here for more than 400 years. His spiritual soul must have been rich with oil?"
Although there are restrictions on the ninth grade spirit tea, it does not mean that a person can really only drink one cup in his lifetime.
Like the elixir and elixir, all have a periodic limit, such as one year, such as two years, as long as the drug resistance cycle passes, they can still take it again.
Mr. Wuliu spent more than 400 years in the mysterious realm. The nine-level spirit tea he has saved must be more than one or two cups. If all of them were absorbed and refined into his own soul power, then his current soul source , Must have been strengthened to the point of inhumanity.
Yang Fan stared blankly at Mr. Wu Liu.
It feels a little wet in the corner of the mouth.
The saliva ran out unconsciously.
"So what are we waiting for now?" Yang Fan couldn't wait a little longer: "Let's make a **** heritage to let the coach taste the taste!"
Mr. Wuliu's mouth twitched.
This little boy is really a wolf, and he has no sympathy.
The old man has already said himself so miserably, and tears are about to come out, but he still refuses to let the old man go.
"Yang Fan, your fantasy reality phantom has reached the state of great consummation. There is really no need to accept this so-called phantom inheritance."
"And, you just drank a glass of the big front door, and now the source of the soul has become saturated, then if you take the risk of refining the soul of the old man, are you afraid that your sea-reading space will be exploded?"
What about the 30,000-kilometer sea-reading space? It also has its own endurance limit. As long as the spirit power exceeds this limit, the explosion will still be the same.
This.
In fact, it is also the reason why Mr. Wuliu can barely remain calm until now.
Yang Fan has just absorbed a large front door, and now the soul is saturated, he will certainly not take the risk of absorbing the extra power of the soul in a short time.
This is where he lives.
He bet that a young man like Yang Fan cannot have the same perseverance and patience as him. He can rejuvenate the spiritual power in a cup of ninth grade spirit tea, which is ten years and eight years.
Yang Fan was stunned: "Who said I want to absorb and refine your soul, and the coach is not stupid, how could he seek his own way at this time?"
When Mr. Wu Liu heard the words, he let out a sigh of relief instantly. Fortunately, the boy's reason was still there, and he was not crazy.
"However," Yang Fan continued to say: "Did I not tell you before, in addition to being a spiritual teacher and beast trainer plus the current Phantasm Master, I am still a good person Soul Refiner?"
"What?! Soul Trainer?!"
Mr. Wuliu started with a startled sound~IndoMTL.com~ jumped directly from the boat. Without a word, he turned around and ran fast!
Nima!
Longevity!
Falling years are not good!
How could this little rabbit be a soul refiner? This can be regarded as his old life!
If the Soul Detention is the natural nemesis of these ghosts, then the Soul Refiner is simply the executioner who hunts them.
In the external propaganda in the Human Race Federation, the Soul Refiner seems to be the source of the beast soul that can only refine the demon beast, and it will not have too much restraint effect on the human soul of the human race itself.
But Mr. Wuliu's memory told him that it was all nonsense.
Whether it is a demon race or a human race, their source of souls is not essentially different. Those soul refining masters really want to launch a ruthless, that is, the soul of the king of human races, and it may not be impossible to refine!
I can’t afford it!