Before he knew it, he had already flown into the night sky hundreds of feet high.
In the sky, the whistling sound of wind gradually became louder. Shen Luo suddenly felt a chill all over his body. A gust of wind blew towards him. He was unable to avoid it and was swept away by the wind. His soul and body, which were as light as a feather, were suddenly pulled away.
He was just in a trance, and was swept away more than ten feet.
Shen Luo then realized that his sense of his physical body had become somewhat weak. He quickly wanted to fly down, struggling to get closer to his physical body.
As the distance between the two shortens, the subtle connection between them becomes gradually clearer.
After looking at his body for a few times, he did not return to his position immediately. Instead, he moved his mind and floated away again.
This time, he did not fly high in the sky, but just kept rushing forward close to the ground. After flying about twenty or thirty feet away, he felt that the connection with his physical body became blurred again, so he stopped exploring and prepared to fly back.
"The pulse is calm and the qi is flowing, and the soul wanders in the void."
At this moment, the voice of preaching sounded again, but it seemed to come from the void around.
Shen Luo's soul was floating outside, and suddenly he felt an invisible force suddenly falling from the void above.
This time, without the physical body as a barrier and the Dharma veins to divert the power, that tremendous force fell entirely on his soul.
Before Shen Luo could react, his soul was smashed downward by the gravity and almost broke apart.
"Ah..." His soul opened his mouth and let out a silent roar, unable to endure it.
But as soon as his mouth opened, wisps of blue light gushed out, which turned out to be bits of soul power escaping from it.
At this moment, Shen Luo was completely panicked.
As soon as the afterglow of the sermon faded away, he quickly controlled his soul and flew towards his physical body.
However, just after flying a few feet away, another sermon was heard.
Shen Luo's soul was hit hard again and was smashed directly into the ground.
This time, he endured the pain that came directly from his soul. He clenched his teeth and did not open his mouth. However, there were still bits and pieces of soul power flying out from his nostrils and ears.
Shen Luo felt a chill all over his body and subconsciously looked down at his soul and body.
This sight frightened him so much that his soul and body had become somewhat dimmer than before.
He endured the severe pain, climbed up with difficulty, and ran towards his own body.
"To see the straight as crooked, to see the heavy as light."
As Shen Luo's soul took a step, the voice of preaching came again, and the invisible force came again and knocked him down.
This time, blue soul power was flowing out not only from the nostrils and ears, but also from the corners of the mouth and eye sockets. It looked exactly like bleeding from all seven orifices.
Shen Luo's soul's vision began to blur. He looked at the motionless body not far ahead and crawled towards it with difficulty.
Five feet, four feet, three feet...
Another roar was heard, and Shen Luo felt that his soul was about to split apart, and even spots of light began to float away from his body.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry. If I can't go back, I'm afraid my soul will be scattered!"