Chapter 286: Soul Washing Pool

When Lu Ye came back to his senses, he was standing beside a large pool filled with mist. Rows of Xianyuan Guards stood near the pool. The leader saluted the city lord immediately.

The city lord waved his hand and asked him to leave.

Lu Ye looked down and saw nothing. Only the mist was rolling. The mist seemed to be bound by some force. Although it was rolling, it would not float away.

Is this the legendary soul-washing pool?

Yiyi stood beside him and whispered, "Lu Ye, that mist seems to be very useful to me."

She was a spirit, so she was very sensitive to the mist. Lu Ye did not notice anything, but Yiyi could feel that if she could enter the pool, the benefits she would get would be unimaginable.

Lu Ye turned to look at the city lord standing beside him: "Just jump down like this?"

The city lord put his hands behind his back, took two steps forward, nodded and said: "Yes, just jump down, but you only have three hours. After three hours, I will send you back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ye jumped down directly. Time is limited, so he must seize the opportunity.

His figure continued to fall down, and soon Lu Ye realized that something was wrong. This soul-washing pool seemed... a little deep?

The city lord didn't say this.

Just as Lu Ye was about to activate the flying wing embroidery, his body suddenly became lighter, as if there was some force below to support him, and his speed slowly slowed down and finally stopped.

There was no feeling of guessing the real object under his feet, but it felt like stepping on cotton. What was certain was that he had not reached the bottom of the soul-washing pool. He turned around and looked around, but he didn't see Yiyi and the others. The rolling fog in here was too thick, and it was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

There was no need to worry about their safety. At this moment, they must be somewhere in this soul-washing pool.

There were only three hours left, so Lu Ye hurriedly sat down cross-legged.

The situation in this place reminded him of the body tempering in Longquan, which was very similar to the current situation. However, in Longquan, one had to absorb the blood mist to have the effect of tempering the body. It was different here. Lu Ye felt that there was an invisible force around him, which was constantly drilling into his body.

His body became light, his mind became clear, and the fatigue from practicing and reading in recent days was swept away.

This is the power of the soul-washing pool, which acts on the soul. Unfortunately, Lu Ye’s current cultivation is not enough and he has not yet reached the level of the soul. Otherwise, the benefits he can get from being here are absolutely unimaginable.

Even so, as long as he can absorb and refine the mist around him, the improvement of the soul is also huge.

There are such benefits without practicing, what if he practices?

Lu Ye hurriedly took action to construct the spirit-gathering spirit pattern in his spiritual orifice.

With the blessing of the small funnel-shaped gathering spirit patterns, the surrounding fog was gathered and poured into Lu Ye's body at a faster speed, which made his consciousness clearer and his body lighter.

Above the soul-washing pool, the city lord looked at it with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself: "The four images gather in two, and it seems to be related to that one, which is interesting."

While muttering to himself, the city lord's face condensed, because he found that something was wrong with Lu Ye's side. He didn't know what means the kid used to make the surrounding fog continue to pour into his body, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

This is not a good phenomenon. The fog in the soul-washing pool is indeed of great benefit to the soul. Even if you just soak in it, you can continuously enhance the power of the soul. But everything is too much. Lu Ye is only at the eighth level of Lingxi, far from the level of contacting the soul. The only consequence of swallowing the soul fog like this is that he will be assimilated by the soul fog and the soul will collapse.

Giving him three hours seems to be too much. This kid doesn't need three hours. If he continues like this, he won't be able to hold on for half an hour.

The city lord didn't rush to stop him, but watched with interest. He wanted to know what choice this kid would make when he found out something was wrong.

The improvement of soul power is irresistible, and it is easy to get lost in it.

At this time, Lu Ye was enthusiastically constructing the spirit pattern in his spiritual orifice. As the fog continued to pour in, he felt that he was getting lighter and lighter. The whole person was exuding an indescribable refreshing feeling from inside to outside. This feeling made people intoxicated, unable to extricate themselves, and made people feel that they could do anything.

As soon as this feeling came out, he became alert and stopped constructing the spirit pattern.

Because of his previous experience in Longquan quenching, he knew that some things were too much or too little.

Silently perceiving himself, unlike the vague perception before, his perception became clearer now, and as the fog was refined, this clarity became more and more obvious.

He could even "see" the flow of spiritual power in his body. He also "saw" the talent tree in his body, rooted in the source spiritual orifice, and many leaves on the talent tree were burning with flames.

He "saw" himself again, sitting cross-legged on the fog.

Lu Ye was shocked. This situation of seeing himself from an outsider's perspective was obviously a bit abnormal, and it was somewhat similar to the legendary soul leaving the body.

He looked down and found that he had become a spirit body like Yiyi without knowing when.

The connection between his spirit body and the flesh was rapidly weakening.

Something was wrong!

He quickly gathered his mind, and a strong pulling force came. Lu Ye suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was still sitting on the fog, but he was no longer in the state of a spirit body just now.

There was something strange about the fog in this soul-washing pool.

Realizing this, Lu Ye immediately became cautious.

He carefully examined himself, recalled all the feelings he had just felt, and quickly determined the problem.

The mist of the soul-washing pool does have great nourishing power for the soul and can increase the power of the soul, but there is a limit to what he can bear. After all, he is only a spiritual stream realm monk.

If the power of the soul becomes too strong in a short period of time, it will instinctively break away from the shackles of the physical body, such as the situation where the soul is out of the body just now, and as the soul continues to grow, this situation will become more and more serious.

The physical body is the container of the divine soul and the foundation of the divine soul. Once the divine soul gets rid of the shackles of the physical body, it will truly be transformed into a spiritual body.

This is a result that Lu Ye absolutely cannot accept.

A pure spirit body certainly has many conveniences, but without a physical body as a support, it is ultimately water without a source and a tree without roots.

Yiyi has no physical body, but she is a ghost transformed from amber, and she is actually relying on it.

After identifying the problem, Lu Ye did not dare to act recklessly. This situation was different from the body tempering in Longquan. In Longquan, no matter how much blood mist was absorbed, it would only cause the body to become stronger in a short period of time, and the mind would not be able to follow suit. There is no physical reaction, just get used to it slowly.

But letting the soul become too strong in this place is not a good thing after all.

Originally, he had constructed more than 130 spirit-gathering spirit patterns in his spiritual aperture, but now he quickly dispersed half of them, lest he could not bear the nourishment of the surrounding soul mist.

After a while, half of Lu Ye dispersed, leaving only thirty spirit-gathering spirit patterns.

The situation is still not optimistic. He seems to have devoured and refined too much soul mist just now, which has caused the power of his soul to grow to a limit. If it continues to grow like this, the phenomenon of soul leaving the body will inevitably occur again.

After feeling it for a moment, he had no choice but to disperse all the last thirty spirit patterns.

The situation became awkward. The benefits were clearly at his fingertips, but he could only sit there.

Next to the soul-washing pool, the city lord looked down and nodded slightly. Lu Ye was a little surprised that Lu Ye could realize the problem so quickly and even resisted the temptation of the soul mist to increase.

It seems that this guy is pretty good. As he said before, you can't be too greedy. Only when you are content can you always be happy.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Lu Ye take out the storage bag, open the mouth of the bag, and shake it from side to side, as if he was going to put the soul mist into the storage bag...

The city lord couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, and then he realized that this bullshit about not being too greedy was sheer nonsense.

Under the soul washing pool, Lu Ye checked the situation in the storage bag and found that it did contain some soul mist, but the storage bag itself had limited space. Even if it was full, how much could it hold?

Legend has it that someone once got a few drops of the soul-washing pool water by chance, and took it out to honor the elders in the family. Where did they get the pool water?

Lu Ye put away the storage bag and looked down.

This thick and rolling soul mist couldn't have been born for no reason. Could it be that the water in the soul-washing pool was underneath?

Quickly hanging the storage bag on his waist, Lu Ye dived down, using his hands and feet together, and swam towards the depths of the Soul Washing Pond as if swimming.

After a while, he felt that the speed was too slow, so he activated the flying wing tattoos and quickly flew downwards.

As if flying among the thick clouds, Lu Ye continued to go deeper.

A full stick of incense did not reach the bottom of the pool. The soul-washing pool seemed to be a bottomless abyss. Lu Ye felt that something was wrong. No matter how deep the soul-washing pool was, there was a limit. It was obviously inappropriate for him to fly a stick of incense like this. normal.

Beside the soul-washing pool, the city lord was sitting by the pool at some point, holding his chin with one hand and a playful expression. Although living people often come in to Xianyuan City for some reasons, he is the city lord and will not easily be in those places. It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting scene before the junior.

In his field of vision, Lu Ye did not go deep into the Soul Washing Pond at all, but remained in place, maintaining a downward flying posture. The rolling soul mist around him and even the special environment in the Soul Washing Pond made Lu Ye feel... A deepening illusion.

In the soul-washing pool, Lu Ye retracted his spiritual wings and turned his head to look at the thick soul mist around him, thoughtfully.

Since there is no way to determine how deep the soul-washing pool is, and there is no way to determine whether the pool water can be found even at the bottom, can you make some soul-washing pool water yourself?

Logically speaking, such a rich soul mist should be able to form soul water with a little guidance of condensation. This is the same principle as mist condensation. As for how to guide the condensation of soul mist, Lu Ye has some ideas.