Someone whispered in Zongci's ear.
The words were fragmented and muffled, making it difficult to tell who was speaking.
He felt as if his soul was forcibly pulled out of his body by an irresistible force, floating in the sky, light and weightless, and suddenly fell into the bottomless abyss. He sank deeper and deeper into the abyss, and finally sank into an empty shell.
Such sounds made Zong Ci very uncomfortable.
He couldn't open his eyes. His whole body seemed to be filled with heavy lead from head to toe. Only his consciousness and thoughts were still there, rolling helplessly in his mind, unable to escape.
"Just follow me to serve that master, Just follow me to serve that master, Just follow me to serve that master..."
A sharp voice sounded not far from his ear, like an old woman pinching her throat. The voice was erratic and unpredictable, and she kept repeating the same sentence.
As if in response, Zong Ci spoke uncontrollably.
The voice was not his own, but millions of overlapping roars filled with cold resentment.
"I hate it so much... I hate it so much... I hate it so much..."
At the same time, the cold and sharp tip of the knife scratched all over his body and suddenly stabbed in. Although he did not feel any pain when it was fed back to his body, the creepy feeling of cutting flesh and bones was like a ulcer attached to the bone, and there was no way to retreat.
Zong Ci struggled to call for help, but he could not move his whole body, even moving his fingers was extremely difficult.
"!!!"
This time, Zong Ci finally felt that he could control his body.
He tried hard to hold up his body, but he vaguely felt that his body was soaked in some sticky liquid, which was about to overflow his skin, submerge his mouth and nose, and almost suffocate him.
Zong Ci opened his eyes.
Dim light, flickering flames. Red, shocking red everywhere.
Outside of this red color that occupied all vision, under the Black Iron Palace, the dome had ferocious black iron claws and fangs, and the tall and heavy iron pillars on the ground stood silently.
An endless pool of blood.
A trickle of water gathered from the blood channels artificially dug in the surrounding area and flowed silently into the pool without splashing the slightest blood.
Zong Ci was now naked, lying in the center of the pool of blood.
He was still in doubt and suddenly sat up from the pool.
The sticky blood from his hair dripped onto the pool surface, and the splashed blood bounced back onto his skin, coating it with a layer of red. The strong smell of blood mixed with rust surrounded Zong Ci's nostrils, and coupled with the discomfort of his vision spinning around for a while, he almost couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream.
But, can dreams be so real
Zong Ci remembered clearly that he was in the Tianshan Flower Garden the last second, discussing with Qian Yuexi how to spend the next year or so. It was impossible that he was transferred directly to this gloomy blood pool as if he had seen a ghost the next second.
Besides, the leader of Tianji Sect was at the peak of the Crossing Tribulation Stage. Zong Ci could guarantee that no one in this world could bring him here quietly under his nose.
Considering his previous experience which was very similar to that of his soul leaving his body, Zong Ci had a vague and incredible guess in his mind.
All cultivators have experienced the feeling of the soul leaving the body to some extent. For example, after reaching the out-of-body state, the soul leaving the body has become a very common detection method, especially in a battle, it can win from thousands of miles away. Therefore, any sect with a certain scale will set up a formation targeting the soul within the sect.
Zong Ci had also experienced a spiritual out-of-body experience in his previous life, so he was naturally familiar with that indescribable experience.
Could it be that he had offended the laws of heaven, and died again, with no hope of escape from the underworld, and would become a wandering ghost
But if the soul leaves the body—
He lowered his head suddenly.
The chest was white and the left side of the heart was smooth and empty.
The dragon seal of the Chu royal family will gradually appear with the soul. When Zong Ci first recast his new body, the dragon seal on his chest took several months to appear. The current situation can only mean that Zong Ci's soul was directly pulled out of his body in an unknown way and entered this new body.
Unheard of, unseen.
Such an incredible thing has probably never happened before in the world of cultivation for millions of years.
Zong Ci stumbled and pushed away the bloody surface in front of him, resisted the nauseating urge in his body, tilted his neck back, and swam to the edge of the pool.
The blood was not bone-chillingly cold, but rather had a slight warmth to it, making his entire body look as if he were wearing a layer of sticky blood.
He didn't know whose body this was. His soul was already incomplete, and suddenly entering a new body, it was reasonable that there would be a strong rejection between the body and the soul. Unless, like Zong Ci did in this life, he used his own broken finger and blood essence to refine a new body, there would be no rejection reaction.
There has never been a permanent way to replace a body in the world of cultivation. Even the possession of bodies that ghost cultivators are best at is more or less restricted. Even the legendary top ghost cultivation technique Huangquan Book, after the soul is split and the body is possessed, the strength will be suppressed to a very low level, not to mention other people. If the rejection reaction is too strong, the soul may be damaged in severe cases, and the person may fall into a coma directly.
But strangely, this body that did not belong to him did not have much rejection reaction, except for some dizziness and nausea. After entering this body, Zong Ci could easily control every part of it, and there were no unnecessary obstacles.
It was as if... It was as if this body was no different from his newly shaped body. Except for the fact that his vision was higher, his arms were more powerful, and he looked like an adult male instead of a slender boy, there was no discomfort.
“Hualalalalalal—”
The sound of him pushing open the pool surface was very abrupt in the dark palace. It reflected off the dome, and the sound waves caused the blazing flames around it to sway.
The palace was dead silent, save for the echoing sound of splashing water.
Not a single person.
The pool of blood was so wide that after finally swimming to the end, Zong Ci struggled to grab the ground, trying to climb out.
While busy, he took a moment to look around and felt that the pool of blood seemed familiar.
It did look familiar. The last time Zong Ci was doing the sect’s collective mission in the woods, he seemed to have seen this scene in the water mirror.
Blood pools are extremely yin, and the righteous sects have always regarded them as a means of cultivation for evil. Only in the ghost realm...
Ghostland
A light bulb suddenly lit up in Zong Ci's mind, and a very familiar name gradually became clear.
Just at this moment, the heavy sound of a door being pushed open suddenly rang out in the empty Blood Pool Palace.
A man in a night-black robe appeared from behind the door. After seeing the person next to the blood pool, his familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face revealed undisguised joy. In just a few steps, he crossed a long distance and came directly to Zong Ci's side.
"Brother, you're awake."
Li Chou took out a large cloak, his face still as pale as usual.
He half-knelt on the ground and put the cloak around Zong Ci's body. His movements were extremely gentle and he was as cautious as if he was handling a fragile doll.
"Heh...it's you after all."
Faced with his questioning, the Lord of the Ghost Realm had no intention of refutation.
"This is a body that I spent a lot of time, countless days and nights... specially preparing for you, Brother."
Li Chou waited in front of the gate of Huangquan for so many years just to wait for Zong Ci's soul.
He even used secret methods to refine this body by nourishing it with his heart's blood day and night.
"Now... are you satisfied with this body, brother?"
In the other person's eyes that reflected no light, Zong Ci saw his complete appearance now.
The man was wearing a white robe, his black hair was disheveled, the edges of his hair were soaked with crimson blood, his expression contained a hint of anger, but it still did not damage his cold and noble demeanor.
This is not the face of "Zongci".
—This is the face of Lingyun Sword Master.
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Tianwu stood not far from the main hall, holding a broom in his hand, sweeping the snow in front of the hall intermittently.
His pace was very slow, and he was not trying to be fast. Instead, there was a pleasing sense of Zen in his movements.
It was not until a strange wave was heard not far away and the space was suddenly torn apart that Tian Wu immediately stopped what he was doing and saluted with his fists.
"Master."
Qian Yuexi had no time to pay attention to this scene. He nodded hastily and ordered: "Call Tianyi."
He held the lifeless young man in white in his arms. The wheelchair didn't even show any signs of turning. He appeared in front of the main hall door directly from the Tianshan Flower Garden on the opposite side of the space. His body moved continuously and appeared a few steps away.
Qian Yuexi's medical skills were extremely advanced, and coupled with his high level of cultivation, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with the young man in white.
The soul leaves the body.
What he held in his arms was a body, not a complete person.
Due to the loss of his soul, the boy's body gradually grew colder.
For a cultivator who has not yet reached the Out-of-Body Stage, it is extremely dangerous for the soul to leave the body. If the soul is away from the body for too long, the body may lose its vitality and die completely.
Qian Yuexi was walking in a hurry and did not notice a gust of cold wind whistling past, gently passing through the winding corridor and pushing open the vermilion door that Tian Wu had neglected to close tightly just now.
Through the crack in the door, millions of candles flickered inside the hall.
It was pitch black in the middle.
Without the main hall mechanism being activated, the altar in the center would not be visible, and naturally the light from the sky would not be able to shine through. Even the Tianji Gua placed in the center of the Temple of Heaven was now dim, like an ordinary piece of black iron, not the divine artifact that everyone had been talking about for a long time.
At the moment when the cold wind pushed open the crack of the main hall door, the Tianji Gua, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly made a soft buzzing sound.
“Buzz—”
The jar began to move from being present to being absent, initially only vibrating on the surface of the plate, but then it suddenly increased in volume and echoed throughout the hall.
“Buzz——”
The flames of three thousand candles lit with black ice jade suddenly stopped.
The next second, the flames, which were only the size of rice grains, suddenly rose. All of a sudden, each candle flame shone brightly, jumping up dozens of centimeters high, and at the highest point, it shattered into countless starlight points, which gathered in the main hall, the Temple of Heaven, on the black iron hexagram plate placed in the center.
"Buzz—"
After the starlight fell into the hexagram plate, the buzzing sound that echoed throughout the main hall sounded again.
This time, the buzzing sound enveloped the entire Tianji Gate.
All the children who were busy stopped and looked towards the main hall with surprised expressions.
Qian Yuexi, who was hurrying on his way, felt his back stiffen, as if he was being held still, and stood still in silence.
For the first time in his life, the man's arms around the boy were shaking unconsciously.
The midday sun outside shone on him, and it was so cold that it felt like he was immersed in the depths of an endless sea.
He is afraid.
Millions of rays of light flew out from the main hall without any hindrance, passed through the thick palace walls, and landed accurately on the eyebrows of the young man in white, staining his handsome pale face with a layer of brilliant divine light, while also shattering Qian Yuexi's last tiny bit of luck.
As early as half a year ago, the leader of the Tianji Sect received a sign from the Tianji Disk, so he left the mountain and led his disciples into the secular world. On the way, he stopped at the main peak of the Taiyan Sect and deduced the specific information.
The Way of Heaven says: People from outside the world enter this world and disrupt destiny, so he is ordered to find this person and eliminate him as soon as possible.
Originally, Qian Yuexi thought that once he found a way to cure the boy, he would be able to travel around the world with him, treat him together, and at the same time look for the outsider mentioned by Tiandao.
But he could never imagine, could never imagine—
The person he was looking for turned out to be Zong Ci.