"Huh? It seems that he is also a fool. He was caught out so easily." Wang Baole's eyelids twitched and opened suddenly. There was a cold light in the depths of his eyes and a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
In fact, Wang Baole has several ways to relieve mental fatigue. After all, Wang Baole himself is a master of magic weapons. Naturally, he has extremely high requirements for mental concentration when refining magic weapons. Therefore, no matter what he obtained from the ancient bronze sword, Although the shriveled fruit of the hyacinth tree or other magical means cannot be used in battle, it can still be done to speed up the recovery of the spirit after free time.
And the reason why he didn't do this was just to heal his wounds and restore his body. His purpose was for this will that he had noticed was hidden in the Nightmare Eye Art!
Wang Baole was too busy running away and fighting to pay attention to this will before, but that didn't mean that he didn't care. To some extent, Wang Baole was always paying attention to the movement of this will.
That's why he didn't regain his energy and deliberately put on a relaxed state to see if there would be other changes in this will. At the moment when he noticed the burst of will, Wang Baole waved his hand and a shriveled hyacinth fruit appeared, and He took out some pills and swallowed them directly. At the same time, he used several small methods in his memory to speed up the relief of mental fatigue while making hand seals with one hand. At the same time, he also stabilized his mind and made it as strong as a mountain.
Then his eyes revealed a strange light, and he felt the will from the Nightmare Eye Art that was exploding crazily in his body at this moment!
"The way this will appears, it is consistent to say that it is associated. It did not activate when I was fighting with the big black hand, which shows that this will has a certain intelligence and understands that if it interferes at that time, if something happens to me, it will dissipate. "
"But now I can easily catch it with a little try. It seems that this intelligence is not brilliant, maybe it's just instinct?" Wang Baole murmured, his eyes became sharper, but in this sharpness, gradually appeared Some black smoke-like substance seemed to spread across his pupils.
"Or is the main method to spread the desire to kill in my mind?" Wang Baole was a little disappointed. Analyzing the irritability rising in his heart at this moment, he felt that the impulsive thoughts of killing began to appear one after another in his mind, just like a drug addiction. If you don't obey your instincts during an attack, your instincts will come back to bite you throughout your body.
"If it's just this method, it's really a waste of my preparations." Wang Baole shook his head. With black mist spreading in his pupils, he looked strange, but his mind was extremely clear, as if he was separated from his body, and he was calm. Incomparable observation and judgment.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the will generated in the Nightmare Eye Art was still the same, Wang Baole had no other interest and was about to wipe it out, but at this moment, the will generated in the Nightmare Eye Art was still the same. The will seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied, and the desire to kill only spread out in Wang Baole's mind, and actually began to try to spread to his Nascent Soul.
This scene immediately surprised Wang Baole, and he quickly stopped the erasing technique and observed it carefully.
During his inspection, the accompanying will of the Nightmare Eye Technique was like black filaments, gathering together in Wang Baole's body. It seemed that he was not aware of Wang Baole's sobriety at all, and slowly tried to penetrate his body like a poisonous snake. , close to Nascent Soul.
"Its target is the Nascent Soul? Or, in other words, does it want to spread the Nascent Soul and pollute or devour my soul in the Nascent Soul?" After noticing the goal of this will, Wang Baole looked slightly solemn. The monk had reached the level of cultivation. In the Yuanyinghui, its soul turns into divine thoughts and is stored deep in the Yuanying. When it reaches the level of spiritual enlightenment, the divine thoughts transform and become a divine soul!
The soul transformed into a spiritual thought has special meaning to the Yuanying monks and needs to be carefully protected. Therefore, Wang Baole glanced at his Yuanying. Inside the Yuanying, in addition to the natal sword sheath hidden, there is another Tuan Minghuo, this is the mark belonging to Mingzong formed after he became Mingzi. Inside the Minghuo is the divine thought formed by his soul.
"Just in case..." Wang Baole secretly operated the underworld method, quietly exuding a trace of underworld fire from the underworld fire in Yuanying through the Yuanying, trying to contact the will, trying to check its strength.
There was not much of this breath, just a trace, but the moment it was released, the black threads formed by the will of trying to get close to Wang Baole's Nascent Soul trembled violently, as if they had encountered an extremely frightened existence, trembling in horror, Almost collapsed.
"Ah?" Wang Baole was startled, and quickly reduced his aura to almost dozens of times. This way he did not let the will caused by the Nightmare Eye Art be destroyed, but instead competed with Wang Baole's underworld aura. stand up.
Seeing that they were able to fight, Wang Baole breathed a sigh of relief, and with curiosity, he observed carefully. Gradually, his expression became strange. The confrontation between the two sides was actually quite fierce. It seemed that he had used all his willpower, and finally managed to tie. , as if he felt that this time the host was a bit difficult to deal with, so he postponed the move of spreading the Nascent Soul, quickly retreated, and hid, and even the desire to kill no longer appeared.
"It's amazing!" Wang Baole coughed dryly, never admitting that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, but looked serious and murmured as if to comfort himself.
"It contains a certain domineering meaning, and a sense of violence, as if it is the only one in the world, and it even has a certain degree of wisdom, a bit similar to a virus, or the body-stealing recorded in the Dao Palace classics!" Wang Baole After thinking deeply, I felt that using the word devil to describe this will is very appropriate.
"It's not easy for a very scary demon to be able to compete with me under the terrifying pressure that was diluted dozens of times by a trace of my underworld aura." Wang Baole touched his chin and looked inside his body. After the Nascent Soul, he put himself on the devil's head, thinking about how difficult it would be for the other party to pollute his soul.
"Well, if I were a demon, I would first need to resist the breath of the underworld, starting from one thousandth of a percent, until I can completely resist my breath, and then I can get close to Nascent Soul, and at this time... I will see I have found a different star Yuanying, so I need to work very hard to strengthen myself, and then try again and again, and finally I can get into the body of the star Yuanying. Then if I am unlucky, I will encounter a strange Scabbard, and then probably nothing more... "
"Of course, it's possible that I was lucky enough to enter the Nascent Soul instead of provoking the scabbard. So I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to enjoy a feast, seize the body, and pollute the soul. When I saw a ball of fire, then It’s the underworld fire, and the aura it emits is the first thing I fight against outside of Nascent Soul!”
"Then... I need to work harder and harder. I gritted my teeth and finally fought against the Hellfire. Next, I will see the host's soul. This soul contains the characteristics of Mingzi, which is countless times more powerful than the Hellfire..."
"So, I have to work hard and work hard, and by chance, I finally defeat Mingzi's characteristics. When I feel that I can finally seize the body and pollute the soul... I will find that, your sister, there is a biting seed here watching covetously. ..." Wang Baole thought of this and coughed dryly. He felt that it was better not to take on the role of the devil. He then began to think about the origin of the devil.
"One thing is very strange. There is no need to question how powerful the Nightmare Eye Technique is. It is extremely evil. But if this is the case, why does the demon born within it not seem to be very strong?" Wang Baole pondered for a long time and felt that the answer was There are two. One is that the will and the technique seem to be one, but in fact they are separate. The other answer is that fundamentally speaking, one's own existence is more evil and perverted than the Nightmare Eye Jue itself. …
"It must not be the latter!" Wang Baole touched his nose and felt the demon hidden in Nightmare Eye Jue again. He thought about it and did not erase it immediately. Instead, he came up with a bold idea.
"How about... raising another demon for fun?" Wang Baole thought of this, and while his heart was pounding, he felt that he had forgotten something.
"Forgot something?" Wang Baole murmured and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly widened.
"Forgot the little donkey!" Wang Baole slapped his forehead, quickly opened the storage bracelet, and after searching around, he found the skinny and dying little donkey that he had completely forgotten.
After the little donkey was taken out, its four hooves were trembling unconsciously. It was obvious that it was so hungry that it was difficult to even breathe. It was in a daze for a long time. Its half-open eyes gradually shed tears, revealing a strong and indescribable emotion. Wronged…
"Son..."
(End of chapter)