"Don't worry, I'll make you understand."
Niubi Laodao smiled slightly before continuing.
"Soul Soul Art, anyone can cultivate and become stronger, but in order to achieve the best results, one must have a perfect soul."
"Since the method of rebirth cannot obtain a perfect soul, it can only be compensated by other methods."
"Only after making up for it, getting a perfect soul, and then starting to practice the Divine Soul Art, will you get a perfect Divine Soul."
"And the remedy I've found is to find someone with the same soul that is close to perfection."
"After special tempering, its soul can be integrated with me, so that my soul can achieve true perfection."
"Only in this way can I really start to practice the Divine Soul Art."
At this point, Niubi Laodao looked at Sima Xiangtu again, and his eyes were not looking at a person, but at a food.
"What I cultivate is not the Divine Soul Art at all, but the trap you set."
"What I practice is the method of tempering, constantly tempering my soul, so as to reach the point of blending with your soul."
"So, over the years, I think that my cultivation base is constantly improving, but I am actually improving myself until I become something that can give you a perfect soul?"
Sima Xiangtu's voice began to tremble.
This truth made him very painful.
For a long time, he felt that Niubi Laodao was being played by him, but now he found out that it was himself who was being played by him.
And from the beginning, he has fallen into the trap.
"As expected of the slaughter, the understanding ability is very good."
"Refined thing? Your definition of yourself is in place."
Niubi Laodao said with a smile.
"Ox-nosed old man, you bastard, why are you so despicable?"
"It's a shame that I still treat you as a brother."
"You treat me like this!!"
Sima Xiangtu cursed angrily, and he couldn't help it.
He was wronged, angry, and very unwilling.
"brother?"
Hearing this, Niubi Laodao smiled lightly.
"I approach you, and I do have my purpose."
"But if you really pay attention to brotherhood, maybe I won't bear to attack you."
"But, you are so rude, I obviously treat you well, but you have done so many things to harm me behind my back."
"When I first met you, my conscience was uneasy, but after that, the more things you did to harm me, the happier I became."
"It's your despicableness and innate evil that calms my restless conscience."
"You can say it like this, Xiangtu, your badness, not only did it not hurt me, but it made my body feel better. I can sleep until I wake up naturally every day, not to mention how comfortable it is."
"Come on, Xiangtu, stand there and don't move, let me thank you well, otherwise there may be no chance in the future."
The old saying of Niubi came to this point, but he actually slaughtered Sima and bowed his thanks.
And looking at such an old man with a nose, Sima Xiangtu's mouth was crooked, and his eyes were even more murderous.
"Zhuge Yuankong, you bastard, I... I'm going to kill you."
Sima Xiangtu roared angrily, knowing that he wasn't his opponent, but he still rushed towards Niubi Laodao.
He exerted all his strength and punched Niubi with a punch.
But in the face of his punch, Niubi Laodao did not dodge or dodge, but let him strike instead.
boom-
In a boxing, Niubi Laodao was unscathed, and even the smile on his face did not restrain in the slightest.
uh-
Instead, Sima Xiangtu bared his teeth in pain and retreated again and again.
This full-strength punch did not hurt Niubi Laodao, but made his hand bones shatter, and the entire right arm was directly abolished by the shock.
"Don't be angry, in fact, I also compensate you."
"For example, you colluded with the Holy Venerable Enlightenment to kill me. Didn't I let you succeed? You should have been so happy at that time, right?"
"By the way, and, for example, I came to arrest you some time ago. In order to make you happy, I didn't mean to lose to you. You tortured me for a long time."
"Yes, yes, when you tortured me, you laughed very happily, you won't forget it, right?"
"Look, your life is worth it. This is my compensation for you."
Niubi Laodao said with a smile.
At this time, Sima Xiangtu was already crying bitterly.
These words of Niubi Laodao seem to be comforting, but in fact they are like a poisonous needle, piercing his heart.
When he cheated Niubi, he really thought he had succeeded, and was really ecstatic because of it.
But now I know how stupid he is, just like a monkey, being played around by Niubi Laodao.
"Oh, what are you crying about, you're already old."
"It's not ashamed."
"Come on, wipe your tears."
Niubi Laodao walked to Sima Xiangtu's side, took out a handkerchief, and handed it to Sima Xiangtu.
Naturally, Sima Xiangtu didn't take it. Instead, he cried even more sadly. Out of breath, his body began to twitch.
He thinks he is a hero, but these words from Niubi made him realize that he is just a joke.
This completely destroyed all his pride and self-esteem.
"Look, how can I tell you this truth, you are so sad, you have changed, you were not so vulnerable before, you used to be very thick-skinned."
Niubi Laodao said to it.
Hearing these words, Sima Xiangtu cried even more sadly.
And Niubi Laodao didn't bother him, and began to watch from the side, watching Sima Xiangtu cry bitterly.
It seems that this scene is what he has been looking forward to for a long time.
After a long time, Sima Xiangtu's collapsed mood gradually calmed down.
He suddenly thought of something, so he looked up at Niubi Laodao again.
"Zhuge Yuankong, tell me the truth."
"Is it this time, even if I use the Immortal Cauldron to refine those people, I can't break through."
Sima Xiangtu asked.
"Yes, because what you are cultivating is not the Divine Soul Art, but only self-improvement."
Niubi Laodao said.
"Since I am your tempered object, and now you are here to tell me this."
"It seems that you can already start with me."
Sima Xiangtu asked.
"It's time to start, I just want to take the opportunity to experience my disciples."
Niubi Laodao said.
"Experience?"
"Hahaha… "
Sima Xiangtu Le was extremely sad, and actually laughed out loud.
He thinks that the organization is exhausted, a generation of heroes, but the result is only what others have experienced.
"Do you want to extract my last value before I die?"
"Zhuge Yuankong, you are so despicable, I, Sima Xiangtu, are indeed inferior to you."
"Today, I admit that I've fallen, you kill me."
Sima Xiangtu closed his old eyes, he was ready to die.
"Want to die?"
"Don't worry, the biggest truth, I haven't told you yet."
Niubi Laodao said.
"The greatest truth?"
"What's the truth?"
Sima Xiangtu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Niubi Laodao blankly.
He believes that he already knows all the truths, but he really can't think of any other truths.
"Xiantu, in fact, your talent is very good. It can be said that you are not weaker than me at all. It was the fake soul trick I gave you that restrained your talent."
"If you hadn't practiced my fake divine soul art, if you practiced normally, with your talent, at least now, it's the early stage of true gods, right?"
Niubi Laodao said.
Hearing these words, Sima Xiangtu's face turned green.
His eyes radiated light like an evil spirit.
"Zhuge Yuankong, you... you vicious person, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to fucking kill you!!!"
While speaking, he rushed to Niubi Laodao again.
It's not that he doesn't repent, but that he is really angry and must vent.
Originally, he always felt that his talent was relatively mediocre, and it was the Divine Soul Art that helped him.
He will do anything to make up for his mediocre talent.
But in the end, he was actually a genius, but it was the Divine Soul Art that restrained his talent.
And all of this is thanks to Niubi Laodao.
It's just that, this time, he couldn't get close to Niubi Old Daoist at all, and was fixed on the starry sky.
"If you are not talented enough, how could you be the one I chose?"
Niubi is old-fashioned and took the initiative to walk in front of Sima Xiangtu.
puff-
ooh-
Suddenly, Sima Xiangtu's face showed pain.
Looking down, Niubi Laodao's palm has penetrated his body.
And his soul is being swallowed by Niubi Laodao.
He looked up at Niubi Laodao again, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Niubi Laodao smiled back at him.
"Xiantu, your task is completed, go well."
Niubi Laodao smiled unabated, but his eyes were full of ruthlessness.
puff-
Blood splattered, and Sima Xiangtu's entire body became shriveled.
And Niubi Laodao's palm was pulled away from Sima Xiangtu's body, and there was an extra ray of light in the palm.
That light is not only bright, but also extremely pure.
That... is the soul that Sima Xiangtu has spent many years refining.