Chapter 301 300 Becoming a Mortal

Chapter 301 300. Becoming a Mortal

Song He’s idea was not a sudden one.

After all, the Shenyao Cave Heaven on the Shenye Peak was, to some extent, the “underworld”—it was filled with souls that had lost their bodies.

But the consciousness in the pure divine consciousness was different from the soul. After all, the soul was a tangible thing that could be cultivated and was in line with the way of heaven and earth.

It is said that a certain sect was full of soul cultivators.

Ahem, I was thinking too far.

Now this small world certainly cannot support the souls of so many cultivators entering—the cultivators could not allow their souls to enter the world controlled by the Lingye Sect.

So, could we split off a part of the souls containing memories and then enter this world? It should be easier to repair the souls without power.

If there is a chance in the future, we can also transform these souls into spiritual beings that coexist with the world. As long as the world does not collapse, the spiritual beings can last forever.

It seems feasible.

Besides, there is another spiritual plant that he has been paying attention to—the Yuanhai Soul Branch.

Recently, when he was sorting out the earth veins, he found that the Abyssal Soul Branch was close to "maturity" and the lotus on it was almost fertile. It was estimated that it would be successful in this period of time.

At that time, the old crane could be reborn from it.

He could also study the Abyssal Soul Branch to see what was inside that could produce the wonderful power to make up for the soul.

Then he would find ways to do it.

If those souls could not survive after entering the world, and there would still be losses, then the Abyssal Soul Branch would be used to repair them.

Anyway, there is always a way.

As long as this kind of power can be continuously produced, there is a way, and time is always on his side.

Anyway, it is impossible to lose.

By the way, he can also see if he can sell some favors.

After all, even powerful cultivators will have relatives who are unable to practice and their lifespans are approaching. Perhaps most cultivators are indifferent to feelings, but on the other hand, it can be said that if there are real feelings, they are willing to pay a lot.

At least, isn't that the case with Master Ye?

"Uncle Master Ye."

After hesitating for a moment, Song He still expressed his thoughts, and at the end he added: "...If those seniors are willing, I can give it a try."

"..." Master Ye was silent for a moment, and asked: "How confident are you? It's not that Uncle Master doesn't trust you, but these elders are extremely old, and it involves souls. If there is a mistake, they can't even enter the reincarnation."

Although it was a doubt, Song He didn't think it was a big deal.

Or it's right to have doubts.

When it comes to relatives and elders, it's not wrong to be cautious.

Being able to put down their status and come to Song He shows that these people are really important to Master Ye.

However, even Song He couldn't give an absolutely accurate answer to this matter. He could only shake his head and say: "Disciple will try his best, it won't be worse."

According to what he thought, it's nothing more than losing a little consciousness.

No matter how bold he is, he can't directly use a knife on the soul at the beginning. If those old monks accidentally die, it will be a big problem.

He plans to take it slowly.

As a result, Master Ye was a little anxious - the longer those old monks delayed, the weaker their consciousness and soul would be. It would be best to solve it as soon as possible.

She narrowed her eyes, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes: "How about this, there are some people in Senlu Prison, I will find a few for you, you can use them to do some experiments."

Ah?

Experimenting with death row prisoners?

But you don't say that it is not impossible - the death row prisoners who can be imprisoned in Senlu Prison should be extremely evil people, and they will die sooner or later, so it is better to make some contributions.

"Okay." Song He nodded.

Seeing Song He agreed, Master Ye asked for permission, stretched out his hand, and dragged out a white fox from the void.

This fox looked a circle bigger than her own, with shiny skin, pure and flawless white, like snow on the top of a mountain.

"Sister, what did you call me for?"

The white fox bowed slightly to Master Ye, and her demeanor and behavior were like a well-trained lady, generous and generous.

The voice was also extremely gentle.

"Bai Xue, find five death row prisoners who have reached the Jindan foundation from Senlu Prison, and they must have weak souls." Master Ye said.

Immediately, the white fox nodded.

He blinked at the pink and white fox that appeared beside Song He at some point, "Daoyou, please give me a hand."

The pink and white fox glanced at Song He, and after getting permission, the two foxes came together, then stretched out their claws and waved at the same time--

"Sizzle~~~"

Some harsh sounds sounded.

A hole had been torn in the air, and behind the translucent emerald green halo, a strange world covered by autumn leaves like flames could be seen.

Everywhere was the bleak autumn maple scenery.

The power from Qiu Bao's sad and falling autumn umbrella in Song He's body was slightly throbbing, and it was obvious that the world inside the hole had the same origin as this power.

But before Song He could think about it, he saw several people staggering out from inside, all of them were entangled by leaves and vines, and their figures and faces were pale and thin.

"Ten people have been sent."

A low voice came from the hole, and then it seemed that a furry claw pressed the hole, forcibly smoothing and closing the space portal.

The power fluctuations it emits... are definitely close to the stage of transformation into gods, or even the stage of transformation into gods.

Song He squinted his eyes as he watched all this.

He remembered that there seemed to be a True Spirit Bloodline stationed there in Senlu Prison, and the senior sister Qiu who was in charge of Qiu Bao worked in Senlu Prison.

The warden of Senlu Prison is said to be called "Liao Shu".

The name comes from the legendary god of autumn.

Ye Zhenren looked at the prisoners who were obviously a little embarrassed and said in a serious tone:

"You guys should have been in Luoqiu Prison until your death, but I need you. I promise that if you are lucky enough to survive and help Master Nephew Song succeed, I will grant you one wish."

A light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the prisoners.

However, Master Ye added: "It is definitely impossible to spare you, but if there are still mundane matters, I can help you solve them."

Song He knew that this was the cause and effect of Ye Zhenren's death.

Immortal cultivators are very concerned about cause and effect. Although these prisoners have committed serious crimes and will be imprisoned in Qiu Prison forever, they have helped Ye Zhenren at least.

So Ye Zhenren must give them enough compensation. But for this cause and effect, anyway, for her, helping a few prisoners is just a matter of words.

"Then thank you Master Ye for your mercy."

The youngest prisoner bowed deeply.

The other prisoners followed suit.

This group of prisoners who had no idea what they had committed were acting quite friendly and polite at this moment. Looking at it now, it was absolutely impossible to know what heinous crimes they were.

Ye Zhenren waved his hand casually, and the vine-shaped prison equipment on their bodies fell down between their eyebrows.

It flew into the palm of Ye Zhenren's hand and was suspended.

"Let's start now," she said.

This was said not only to Song He, but also to these prisoners.

So Song He didn't say anything and started trying directly.

He brought a few people to Nashenmu, connected a Divine Transformation Vine to their bodies, and then asked them to split a small piece of soul and enter the New Moon Realm with all their memories.

This thing sounds quite dangerous.

Some of the prisoners may have been hesitant, but the youngest one who spoke first did not hesitate to put his hand between his eyebrows.

A gray mist followed the Turning God Vine and entered the Nashen Tree, and his expression and demeanor immediately became dull.

"Oh." Ye Zhenren raised his eyebrows.

Song He shook his head.

This man...he directly tore his soul apart.

Moreover, all his spiritual consciousness and memories were separated from the body along with this spiritual consciousness. In this way, his body would turn into an empty shell without the nourishment of spiritual consciousness.

In other words, if Song He directly extinguishes the gray mist at this moment, this person can be said to have disappeared from the world.

‘It’s really decisive. ’

Needless to say, being cruel to yourself in this way is indeed possible to win some favor from Zhenren Ye and Song He. If it succeeds at once, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.

Their so-called sins, to be honest, are really just a matter of a word from Zhenren Ye or Song He.

Luoqiu Prison is just the lightest level among the eighteen levels of Senlu Prison.

Song He did not comment on his behavior, but extended his consciousness into the New Moon Realm and quickly found the soul that entered here.

What does the world need to protect a person?

The answer is merit.

This time, when he helped Heaven to purify the Eternal Dark Abyss, Song He gained a lot of merit, and coupled with the merits given to him by the capybara beasts, there was already a lot.

So he chose to use the golden light of merit to wrap the soul, then use his "Heavenly Consciousness" to order it to exist forever, and finally used the power of the Universe to briefly accelerate the area where he was.

A three-pronged approach.

The thick and bright golden halo is like a golden armor covering the soul. This unique power of merit from heaven is truly miraculous.

It was actually delaying the dissipation of the soul power, or it was gradually merging into his body, revealing a golden stream of light from the gray soul.

It is particularly bright in the world shrouded in moonlight.

However, this also comes at a price - the excess soul power in his soul is being removed, and the golden elixir energy representing the golden elixir cultivation is unceremoniously assimilated by the power of merit.

Then it turned into wisps of mist and dissipated.

Due to the blessing of the power of the universe, the space in this small area is changing rapidly, but the soul sitting cross-legged inside has not changed at all.

There are no flaws except that all his extra cultivation and spiritual consciousness were absorbed by the world and turned into a mortal.

It seems that it has been successful.