Chapter 226 The Way of the Soul

No one knows. In fact, Wu Chi's current deep coma was caused by him.

The Immortal Soul Ancestor forcibly drove the blood seal into his sword soul, but this would not cause Wu Chi's soul to be seriously injured, nor would it make Wu Chi comatose. The reason for this situation is simply because Wu Chi closed himself off. Knowing the sea of ​​consciousness, he even prevented the self-recovery of the soul and put all his energy on expelling the blood mark on the sword soul.

This blood mark is the germ of the soul. It was integrated into Wu Chi's sword soul when it was at its weakest. If it cannot be expelled as soon as possible, the germ will grow stronger every time Wu Chi's soul recovers.

When the soul is completely restored, that is the moment when the way of the soul takes shape!

Wu Chi knew very well the consequences of the sword soul being infected and being forced to step into the path of the soul.

That is more troublesome than practicing the Blood Soul Art. Once you embark on this path, it may be difficult to turn back! As the Immortal Soul Ancestor said, at this time, unless he really dares to destroy the sword soul, he will inevitably follow the path of the soul.

Having experienced a Dao tribulation, Wu Chi knew exactly what it meant! Unless he can cut off the Tao of the soul, or simply use his soul to become the Tao, he will never be able to step into the Tao realm.

This is what the Immortal Soul Ancestor wants him to choose.

Should he give up his practice and become a Taoist, or be like the immortal soul ancestor and do whatever it takes to devour souls to achieve Taoism.

Under the critical situation, Wu Chi had no time to say hello to anyone, and directly sealed the sea of ​​consciousness to prevent the recovery of the soul, which also caused the illusion that the soul was seriously damaged and fell into a deep coma.

Without knowing the inside story, naturally no one can figure out the mystery.

The Drunkard doctor sealed the acupuncture points with golden needles to stabilize Wu Chi's soul, and even mixed it with elixirs. What was impacted was actually Wu Chi's own sealed sea of ​​consciousness.

Time passed little by little.

Wu Chi was immersed in understanding the blood mark on the sword soul, and he had already gotten some clues.

After all, the Immortal Soul Ancestor still underestimated Wu Chi's talent. With the sea of ​​consciousness sealed and the recovery of the soul prevented, Wu Chi bought himself enough time to study this soul blood seal, and with the help of the power of the sword soul, he tried to Disintegrating the blood seal bit by bit.

This is a long process, but it is undoubtedly effective.

Wu Chi could feel that as long as he persisted like this, he was very sure that he could disintegrate the blood seal and resolve this crisis.

But...Wu Chi didn't know that at this critical moment, Master Xuanku had borrowed the Kunlun Mirror from Kunlun.

"Thank you, Master!"

After receiving the Kunlun Mirror, the Drunkard Doctor's spirit was lifted and he thanked him for winning streak.

"You don't have to be polite, miracle doctor! I just wonder if donor Wu has gotten better in the past two days?" Master Xuanku looked at Wu Chi and asked.

"The soul was seriously injured and the sea of ​​consciousness was closed. I tried many methods, but in the end I couldn't open the closed sea of ​​consciousness. I could only barely keep his injury from getting worse." Shaking his head, the alcoholic doctor continued, "However, now that there is With the Kunlun Mirror, it will be much easier! The power of the Kunlun Mirror is enough to open the closed sea of ​​​​consciousness, and it can stabilize the soul, and supplemented by the elixir, it is expected to be enough to help him restore his soul."

"This is the thousand-year-old snow lotus collected by my Huanxi Sect. It has a miraculous effect on restoring the soul." Taking out a jade box, the Demon Lord Huanxi said casually.

"Very good!"

Hearing the words of the Happy Demon Lord, the Drunkard Doctor felt reassured and a smile appeared on his face, "So, I am sure that Wu Chi will be revived today."

"Without further ado, let's ask the miracle doctor to save him."

Nodding, the Demon Lord of Joy could not help but say one more thing.

In the past two days, although she had not even come to see Wu Chi, in fact, she was more anxious than anyone else.

"good!"

The Drunkard Doctor was also worried that if he delayed for too long, Wu Chi's soul would be seriously injured. After calming down, he raised his hand and activated the Kunlun Mirror to shine on Wu Chi.

A flash of blue light came out, opening the closed sea of ​​consciousness almost instantly, and using the power of the Kunlun Mirror to stabilize the soul.

At the same time, the Drunkard Doctor raised his hand and opened the jade box, took out the Millennium Snow Lotus and put it into Wu Chi's mouth. At the same time, he used golden needles to help Wu Chi digest the power of the Millennium Snow Lotus and restore his soul.

While he was using the power of the sword soul to decompose the blood seal, at the most critical moment, Wu Chi suddenly felt that he was immobilized by a blue light, unable to move at all, and he was completely stunned.

The thought flashed in his mind, and the next moment, Wu Chi realized that this was simply the power of Kunlun Jingjing's soul!

If he were at his peak, he might still be able to struggle, but in this state of exhaustion, there was no chance of resistance.

What's worse is that just a few breaths later, Wu Chi felt that the essence of the medicine was integrated into the sword soul, and the soul was recovering at an almost terrifying speed.

And the blood seal that was about to be disintegrated by him also surged. During the recovery of the soul, it was completely integrated into the sword soul, regardless of each other.

That little sprout grew and grew in an instant. When he was unable to resist, it naturally integrated into the sword soul and formed the prototype of the soul's way.

His soul was immobilized by the green light, and Wu Chi could only watch all of this happening... He wanted to cry but had no tears!

In just half a day, Wu Chi's soul completely recovered, and it was even more refined than before.

The green light dissipated and Wu Chi slowly opened his eyes.

"It's great to wake up! Haha, it's okay!"

Yuan Ziyi had been standing by, and when he saw Wu Chi regaining consciousness, he couldn't help but cheer.

For a moment, everyone seemed to be relieved, with a smile on their faces.

Only Wu Chi, who regained consciousness, looked at the smiles on everyone's faces and felt bitter. He opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

At this point, what can he say?

Is it wrong to blame these people for trying so hard to save him?

"Amitabha! Congratulations to Donor Wu for recovering from his injuries."

Master Xuanku put his hands together, smiled and said.

Sighing secretly, Wu Chi sat up with Yuan Ziyi's help. Wu Chi returned a bow to Master Xuanku, "Thank you for your concern, Master. The boy is fine."

"Are you... okay?"

The Demon Lord of Joy's eyes were a little complicated, but he still couldn't hold back and asked.

Looking up, Wu Chi felt warm in his heart when he saw the tired look on the Demon Lord of Joy, and shook his head slightly.

"I have a headache and I want to rest for a while."

After pondering for a moment, Wu Chi did not get up, but leaned on the bed and spoke softly.

This sentence immediately made everyone startled, and they had a bad feeling in their hearts.

But in this case, he couldn't ask any more questions. He comforted Wu Chi for a few words and left the room one after another.

Even Yuan Ziyi finally left temporarily.

In a moment, Wu Chi and the Drunkard were the only two people left in the room.

"What happened?"

After a moment of silence, the Drunkard Doctor finally asked slowly.

"Grandpa Drunkard..." Wu Chi smiled bitterly. He didn't know where to start for a while, and his expression became more and more complicated.

"Now that no one else is here, let's talk to Grandpa Drunkard."

He took out a wine bottle from his body, the old man sat down next to it and said softly.

After thinking about it, Wu Chi finally sighed and said, "Drunkard grandpa, do you know the way of the soul?"

"Is there a method that specializes in cultivating the soul?" The old man was a little confused.

"It is the method of the Immortal Soul Ancestor. If you want to practice it, you must constantly devour people's souls!" After a pause, Wu Chi continued, "Before, in the sea of ​​​​death sand, the Dark Lord sacrificed souls. Although I barely broke through I escaped with my life during the killing, but my soul was corroded by the blood flames of the immortal soul ancestor, leaving the germ of the path of the soul in my soul!"

At this point, Wu Chi no longer needed to say anything, the old man had already reacted.

"You mean, with the recovery of your soul, you have become tainted with the way of the soul?"

Nodding silently, Wu Chi said softly, "The soul imprint has been integrated with my soul. Unless I can cultivate the way of the soul, I will never be able to survive the Tao tribulation and step into the Tao realm."

"..."

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but drop the wine bottle in his hand, not knowing what to say.

The room became quiet again, and you could even hear your own breathing.

After a long time, the old man asked with difficulty, "Can't you practice on your own?"

"It's not just the ordinary way of the soul, but the blood soul of the immortal soul ancestor has been integrated with my soul! If you want to cultivate the way of the soul, you must practice according to the method of the immortal soul ancestor. If you don't devour the soul... …Even if it takes a thousand years, you won’t be able to complete it.”

Wu Chi explained bitterly.

"..."

This time, even the alcoholic doctor didn't know what to say.

He himself is a strong Taoist, so he naturally understands how difficult it is to become a Taoist! Originally, with Wu Chi's talent, it wasn't too difficult, but now Wu Chi was suddenly forced to embark on the path of the soul. If he didn't practice the immortal soul ancestor method, he would never be able to achieve enlightenment!

But if it's cultivation... wouldn't another demon like the Immortal Soul Ancestor appear?

Besides, with Wu Chi's temperament, how could he achieve his own way by killing innocent people and devouring their souls like the Immortal Soul Ancestor?

This is truly a dead end!

Closing his eyes slightly, Wu Chi said softly, "Grandpa Drunkard, please invite the Demon Lord of Joy to come in. I have something to say to her."

His mood was so complicated that the old man didn't know what to do, so he had to leave the room and call the Demon Lord of Joy in.

Although Wu Chi did not say that it was because of their intervention that the blood seal was completely integrated into the soul, causing Wu Chi to fall short! But even so, it was enough to make him worried and upset.

In his opinion, if he could be more careful, he might be able to see some clues and find a solution!

Unfortunately, by this time, it's too late to say anything.

On the contrary, Wu Chi didn't even think about what he wanted to say to the Demon Lord of Joy, and left the room with a complicated expression.