In other words, this body belongs to Zhou Jue, how can others have the right to kill it? He even didn't dare to hurt Zhou Jue's ghost, it was killing innocent people for no reason.
However, the ghost of the ancient mirror and Zhou Jue share the same body, and we have no way to hook the ghost of the ancient mirror with the willpower against the sky from the body, so how can we kill it
"How can you prove that this is true?"
I was so annoyed that I could only ask.
"Let him say hello to you, Zhou Jue, it's your turn to come on stage. The poor monk can count on you for life and death."
Gu Jing smiled and followed, his eyes changed, his vicissitudes faded, and he changed to another look, looking at me in surprise: "Brother Jiang?"
"Nima!"
I cursed in my heart, and the tone of this guy changed.
"It's me, Zhou Jue, is it really you?"
"It's me, eldest brother, I didn't have the opportunity to explain to you the abnormality in the body in the town of Tombstone. Gu Jing belongs to the strong side, and I have to get his permission for everything I say."
Zhou Jue explained.
I hold the forehead.
I thought that after breaking many of the demon monk's hole cards, he could finally kill the sinful soul. He is not dead, who can feel at ease
How could I not think that the real Zhou Jue is still there? What a hell!
Zhou Jue's words revealed a lot of meaning. In short, he couldn't help himself. Even if he was allowed to control his body, it was controlled by the ancient mirror.
The demon monk had left Zhou Jue's ghost a way to survive back then, and his feelings were good, but now he has become his own way to survive
It really means thinking of heaven and hell.
He may have escaped from hell, but how can the people who died in his hands look down
I am in a dilemma.
"Brother, don't care about my life and death, for the sake of those victims, please kill this crime...! eh?"
Zhou Jue suddenly yelled, but he didn't finish his words, it was like a duck was pinched by his throat, and he couldn't say anything.
The expression in this person's eyes changed, returning to that of Gu Jing's eyes full of vicissitudes and ruthlessness.
"Tsk tusk, Zhou Jue is very dishonest, don't worry, Master Jiang, the poor monk is taking care of him, he will live well."
The eyes of the ancient mirror flashed triumphantly.
"Don't be happy too early, do you really think that the owner of the museum can't force you out of your body?"
I pointed to his face with extreme resentment.
"You may have a way, but poor
The monk promised that he would take Zhou Jue to the funeral when he felt the danger was coming.
By the way, have you always wondered how Zhou Jue could have many spells and swordsmanship at a young age? Because they were all taught by poor monks.
He is a good seedling of cultivation, the kind of talent that is vertical and horizontal, and he has been teaching meticulously for many years by poor monks. "
Gu Jing's words completely lost my temper.
Back in Tombstone Town, I suspected, who was Zhou Jue's master? Who can teach a young boy so good? Feelings, is the ancient mirror
Nima is too much!
The word'absurd' is all in my mind.
"A generation of great demon, teaches a generation of heroes? What is this all about
Huh? No wonder Zhou Jue is so tall. When I was in the town of Tombstone, I had heard that Zhou Jue’s parents were medium in size. Well, it turns out that there are two souls hidden in the body. This is quite similar to Mo Qishao’s big head. Wonderful!
No wonder Zhou Jue's size is still growing slowly now, the reason is clear.
Mo Qishao showed his head, but Zhou Jue showed his body. "
I have a clear understanding.
"Gu Jing, I have to say, admire!
Your life-saving hole cards one after another are dizzying, so you might as well shook them out. Is there a third hole card? Assuming that the master of the museum expelled your soul from your body and successfully protected Zhou Jue's ghost, would you stand still? "
I subconsciously asked such a thing.
"Guardian Jiang, there is an old saying you should know better than anyone else, Cunning Rabbit Sanku!
As for the poor monk, there are many more back-hands than the cunning rabbit.
Now that you asked, you might as well say one more thing, even if you expel the poor monk and destroy it, you can't kill the poor monk! "
Gu Jing's tone became serious, and his eyes were calm and waveless, like well water.
"Don't you mean that you have been separated?" I was shocked.
The ban on soul separation only exists in theory, at least, so far, no one has ever seen the success of soul separation.
Milo's condition does not belong to the separation of souls. He is just a new life form after my lost body was enchanted by the goddess. Although he has the same blood relationship with me, it has nothing to do with the soul.
The Soul Dividing Forbidden technique is different. It is said that the original soul can be divided into two or even into four, and then the incomplete soul will become a separate individual and grow slowly until it changes.
Into a complete individual.
This process is not only slow but also dangerous. If you don't manage it, you will toss yourself to death.
The advantage is that, not to mention that all the divided souls have grown into complete bodies, even if only two or three survived, it would be equivalent to two or three more lives.
What is implied in and out of the words of the ancient mirror is that there is his separate soul outside, maybe one or more.
In this case, if I destroy the ancient mirror, he will not die.
Because these souls are in a state of mind connection in the dark, after one of them dies, intangible assets such as memory are automatically transferred to some other divided soul, which is equivalent to this divided soul replacing the original divided soul.
This sounds a bit similar to my own nine pupils, but there are still differences.
Nine pupils do not belong to the mode of splitting souls, they are born as one of the nine souls, like a multi-personality neuropathy.
And the separation of the soul is forcibly created by acquired means.
The two are fundamentally different.
"The Soul Dividing Forbidden Technique only exists in theories, and you are talking big words again, aren't you?"
I sternly asked.
"The poor monk hasn't admitted anything, you just want to chant whatever you like."
Gu Jing smiled.
I closed my eyes and eased my mind, and stopped looking at the ancient mirror.
Fairy You turned her head and said with shocked eyes: "I will transfer your request to others immediately, and when the results are out, I will come to you again. As for you...?"
Turning his head to stare at the ancient mirror, he said sharply: "Don't think that you are absolutely safe. The owner of the museum will always have a way to wipe you out!"
"Really? The poor monk is waiting."
Gu Jing's tone became rigid.
With a cold snort, I turned around and left, Peng! The door was closed heavily.
Coffin and Mu Mu looked surprised.
I waved my hand annoyed, and motioned to both of them not to ask anything, and continue to guard the place.
Turning around, walking along the stairs,'dangdangdang' walked up.
Out of anger! real.
I thought that the winning ticket was in hand, but who had wanted to be stunned by Gu Jing's punches.
You need to discuss with the old monsters, whether it is Fairy You's survival conditions or Gu Jing's resolutely binding Zhou Jue's ghost, you need the big guy's advice.
Although some progress has been made in this psychological battle, I actually fell short of it.
I have to say that the old demon is ruthless enough to take precautions, and succeed one by one, which is simply a'defendant'.
(End of this chapter)