Chapter 122 Reverse Soul Mirror 2

When everything calmed down, Zhao Qianyang had a very strange feeling in his heart. He felt that his body was as light as the wind, as if a little breath could blow him away. There was darkness all over, but a strange energy fluctuation came from a faint feeling, "Strange, where is this?" Zhao Qianyang secretly thought that he wanted to play a spell to illuminate the darkness everywhere, but he found that he could not do anything. Not only that, his body did not even feel a little. Zhao Qianyang 'looked' very carefully and shocked his soul trembled. His body actually disappeared. The bottom was empty and the top was empty. Only consciousness floats here, just like the feeling when the dust grabs his body.

"What's wrong with me? Where is this? Is this thin man also like dust, can't he be a magician? Zhao Qianyang became anxious. Although he did not have a body, he felt hot all over and couldn't stand it. Zhao Qianyang wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, because he only had consciousness here. How could he speak without a body?

After a while, maybe a minute, maybe a day. Zhao Qianyang finally calmed down. He knew that anxious words could not have any effect. When he came to this place, he must have been caused by a thin man to let him see the black object. What on earth was it? Could it be that his consciousness came to the black object with the soul power? Zhao Qianyang calmed down and thought carefully. At the same time He also waited patiently. He knew that there must be a reason why the thin man let him see it.

When the thin man saw Zhao Qianyang fall, the black object in his hand flashed and went straight to the sky. He was stunned that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. He used this ghost mirror countless times, but he had never been able to emit such a dazzling light, and his expectation for Zhao Qianyang was deeper. Reaching out to summon the soul mirror, frowned and sniffed, and sighed helplessly, "It's not easy to eat something good. This unpleasant smell of blood is really disgusting." The body jumped to the mid-air, opened its mouth, and a hurricane spewed out of its mouth. In an eye, it blew away all the white bones and sandstones on the ground, and the blood fog in the air was empty. Although it is much clearer in the air. However, at a glance, it is still a bloody world. The thin man sniffed again, and his eyebrows finally stretched a little, "Hey, finally it doesn't smell so bad. He Qiong made this originally beautiful planet so unbearable that people were not interested in it. However, this young man's soul power is so special, but his strength is too weak.

The thin man stroked his chin, and the corners of his mouth tilted up, staring at Zhao Qianyang, who was unconscious on the ground, with a terrible charm in his eyes. Seeing how he moved, he had already been by Zhao Qianyang's side, as if he was there at the beginning. He kept pointing his finger at the middle of Zhao Qianyang's forehead, and the light between his fingers flashed.

Zhao Qianyang feels very strange at this moment, just like everything has happened again since he was a child, and even some things have been forgotten have been remembered by him.

When the thin man withdrew his finger, his face was full of horror, swallowed a few mouthfuls of foam, and then came to his senses, "How can this be... It's only 21 years old... 21 years old, it took three years, only three years to practice to such a level, quack, I picked up the treasure." The thin man suddenly jumped up and waved his palm happily in the air, "Hey, I didn't expect that the dust star could come out with such a wizard. No, this terrible speed of soul cultivation is no longer described by a wizard. Gaga, you are mine." While talking, he looked at Zhao Qianyang with his eyes shining. If Zhao Qianyang woke up at this time, he would definitely get goose bumps. The thin man's eyes were too much like an alcoholic who saw wine and a pervert saw a beautiful woman. That look could swallow Zhao Qianyang a hundred times.

The thin man slowly flew to Zhao Qianyang's side and pressed his palm on Zhao Qianyang's forehead. One hand dragged the reverse soul and slowly closed his eyes. In his palm, a light flashed like an anti-soul mirror. The reverse soul mirror trembled violently, and there was a buzzing sound when the golden light flashed. After a while, the golden light gradually faded away, and the thin man and Zhao Qianyang were like two statues. They were motionless, only slightly fluctuating between their chests when breathing, proving that the two of them were alive.

Zhao Qianyang felt a sudden light in front of his eyes. He finally saw clearly where he was. This is a world woven with runes. All kinds of runes are close to him, and the shapes are in different formats. They are thin like bamboo poles, like reptiles, and round like eggs like trays. Because Zhao Qianyang has no body, it is all-round when 'seeing'. Heaven, underground, front, behind, left and right are all within his observation range. Zhao Qianyang secretly marveled in his heart. He has only seen a small part of these runes, some of which are fire attributes, some are ice attributes, and some are gold. As for the attribute, there are also a few curved runes like snakes that attracted Zhao Qianyang's attention. That is the thunder attribute. The green thunder spells he often use can use more than one of these runes.

How's it going? It's wonderful here." A deep and steady voice came from a distance, and Zhao Qianyang's soul could clearly hear this person's voice. Then, a thin dwarf appeared not far from Zhao Qianyang's consciousness. Zhao Qianyang 'looked' at the truth, which was the thin man outside with unfathomable cultivation.

"Where is this?" Zhao Qianyang thought to him.

The thin man seemed to hear Zhao Qianyang's voice and said, "This is the internal space of the anti-soul mirror, and it is also an illusion. Unlike the storage space of each soul practitioner, it can be freely changed here." As soon as the thin man finished speaking, Zhao Qianyang saw the runes in all directions quickly scattering and combining. A painting slowly condensed in front of his eyes. Zhao Qianyang couldn't help but be stunned, with smooth cliffs, towering trees, green grass, curved alleys, and low houses. This is Zhao Qianyang's hometown, Luofan Town.

"How do you know this place?" Zhao Qianyang asked in his heart.

The thin man seemed to hear Zhao Qianyang's voice again and said, "I know this is called Luofan Town, your hometown, and I also know your father and mother." As soon as the thin man spoke, he saw two virtual shadows appear in front of Zhao Qianyang's 'eyes' and slowly condensed. A man and a woman were Zhao Qianyang's parents.

If Zhao Qianyang had a body, he would definitely cry with excitement and kneel to the ground, but he only has consciousness now. Although he is very excited, he can't do anything.

The thin man smiled faintly, "I also know that you have been looking for ways to let your parents cultivate their souls and live an immortality."

Zhao Qianyang was very puzzled. How could this thin man know his affairs so clearly? At that time, he was just a nobody and had nothing special features. It was absolutely impossible for this thin man to follow him from then on. So, could this thin man see through people's thoughts? Zhao Qianyang thought of this, although he had no body, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his soul.

The thin man continued: "The soul practitioners are all lonely people. The longer they practice, the more relatives and friends they see leave. That feeling is really more uncomfortable than death, don't you think?"

When Zhao Qianyang heard this, his mind slowly calmed down, but the thin man fell in his heart. Even if he had great skills, his parents and friends were not there. He wandered alone in the world and experienced endless loneliness. It was better to die.

"I have to say that you are the person with the most soul cultivation talent I have ever seen, or your qualifications are no longer described by the word talent. In just three years, you are about to practice to the soul mansion, and you are still a soul body double cultivation. Even if this sentence is said to my old friends, none of them will believe it. Although you have got the water of the soul and the inheritance of the soul body. However, this is also inseparable from your special physique and tenacious will. A small soul curse can have such an effect in your hands. When I practice to the soul rune, the control of soul power is not as good as you. This is really enviable. I think your achievements will be unlimited in time.

The more Zhao Qianyang listened to the thin man's words, the more shocked he was. He actually said everything he had done as clearly as several treasures. He stood in front of him like a sashimi**, unable to hide anything. This feeling made people can't help but be afraid, but still very angry.

The thin man seemed to know Zhao Qianyang's thoughts at this moment and then said, "You don't have to hate me. Although I am indeed not doing anything wrong with a gentleman, the soul cultivation man has few secrets, as long as he is frank and has no guilt and fear. Well, even if others know everything about you, besides, I just looked at some of your most ordinary memories, and I didn't check some of your secrets.

Zhao Qianyang scolded in his heart, "It's a shrivelled old man. I didn't expect to see my memory. After saying so much, what else do you have to see?"

The thin man curled his lips, scratched his sparse hair, and then said, "You don't have to scold me. Maybe you don't believe what I said now, but if you have a chance, you will know what I said."

Zhao Qianyang wondered in his heart: "What's the opportunity?"

The thin man's eyes widened, and countless runes flashed out of his eyes. Zhao Qianyang seemed to be abandoned in the boundless ocean, and the sea around him was the light in the eyes of the thin man. The thin man said slowly and firmly, "I want you to be an apprentice." The tone is beyond doubt. Hey, how about it? I will teach you all my skills. At that time, you will find that Fan Yuan's inheritance and the inheritance of physical cultivation are all bullshit and worthless. Laozi's heavenly soul formula is the supreme soul cultivation formula in the world. After saying that, the thin man stretched out his hand a little empty.

Zhao Qianyang saw countless runes around his body, slowly condensing into bones and blood, and a feeling of numbness came. Looking down, he stood there stabbing his body and reaching out to touch it. His skin was shining and tender, even the baby's skin was nothing more than that, and there was a layer of translucent on it. Gloss, sometimes there is a very unreal feeling at a glance.