Although the thoughts are very fast, another name for the soul is also called spirit. As the saying goes, what the mind thinks, what the mind reaches, the speed is also evident. Once when the Master Shading wanted to stop, although his speed dropped sharply, it was a bit too late. One-third of the soul had already been trapped in the golden liquid, and even a wisp of true soul was trapped in it.

The Master Shading was shocked immediately and wanted to withdraw and retreat quickly. However, he was stunned to find that his soul trapped in the golden liquid was as if he had been imprisoned in an instant, and he could not move at all.

Just when Venerable Handing was shocked, transparent silk threads began to linger towards Venerable Handing's soul like sharks coming from smelling fishy smell.

With the powerful soul of the Master Handing, he naturally noticed these transparent silk threads, but he had no choice but to break free. He could only watch it gradually begin to entangle the soul of that part of the soul, but he was powerless.

The soul belongs to the top priority of a monk, and it is really the fundamental. Once the soul is damaged, it will be difficult to recover again. Fang Tong himself has not recovered because his soul has been injured, so he simply can recover to a certain extent every time he advances. He is not very worried. Otherwise, he still doesn’t know how much energy he has to wait to fully recover it!

The Venerable Handing himself became the body of the soul due to his martial arts. The importance of the soul to it is self-evident. At this moment, nearly one-third of the souls were trapped and there was a true soul. How dare he give up?

Of course, no matter how hard the soul is to recover, it can still be restored. However, the true soul is different from the soul, because the cultivator has practiced to the Void Refining Stage. The soul beads in the soul have changed into several strands of true souls. This true soul is like a soul bead, which is directly related to the cultivator's life, and this is also the reason why the Venerable Handing is unwilling to give up.

A wisp of transparent silk thread gradually wrapped the part of the soul. The Master Handing could clearly feel that his part of his soul was not hurt, but it seemed to be gradually losing its vitality, as if he was drowsy and was about to fall asleep.

The Master Handing tried all the methods he could think of, but it did not have any effect at all. However, in the effort of a cup of tea, he had completely lost control of that part of the soul, and knew the existence of that part of the soul. However, he could not control it, as strange as a paralyzed person's feeling about his own body.

Suddenly, Venerable Handing felt that only two-thirds of his remaining soul seemed to have begun to be hypnotized by a mysterious force, and he felt drowsy. Venerable Handing, who woke up, made a decision and shouted loudly. A flash of oil on his body was flashing.

"ah……"

As if he was enduring a huge pain, even with the Mahayana stage of Master Handing, he could not bear the huge pain caused by tearing apart his soul and started roaring.

At this moment, Fang Tong was like a spectator. He stood beside him and watched coldly. But his heart was not as calm as it was on the surface. When he saw the mysterious golden liquid with his own eyes, he had to give up one-third of his soul, and even a true soul. The shock in his heart was imaginable. For this mysterious golden liquid that came from, the mysterious feeling and a little uneasiness came to his heart unconsciously. Because it was really powerful, it was a bit incredible.

I believe that if someone is, there is such an uncontrollable factor in his body, he will inevitably feel uneasy!

Thinking of this, Fang Tong couldn't help but frowned slightly. It seemed that he had remembered something. His spiritual consciousness moved and a faint thread began to swing on his fingertips. After swaying casually for a few times, it disappeared from his fingertips again.

The Master Handing stopped roaring at this moment, had already returned to human form, and appeared outside Fang Tong's body. However, compared to before, the color on his body was much lighter. Obviously, one-third of the souls that were directly cut out would not be like nothing, let alone a true soul!

"Senior, please take care of me in the future." Seeing this, Fang Tong did not show any gloating expressions, but instead said respectfully.

"Care? Humph... Boy, you think I am the body of the soul and can't kill you. If I advise you to know the truth, quickly exchange my soul back, otherwise..." Speaking of this, the Venerable Handing couldn't help but look cold, and a sharp murderous aura rushed towards Fang Tongbian, as if he wanted to swallow Fang Tong directly.

Even if the situation of using power to suppress people is in its heyday, Fang Tong would not feel anything terrible, because Fang Tong was originally a cultivator in the Mahayana stage. Although he only had the Nascent Soul stage cultivation, his knowledge and mind were still there. Therefore, this method of using power to suppress people is basically useless to Fang Tong, not to mention that the other party has a handle on his own!

Therefore, Fang Tong naturally ignored the momentum that Venerable Handing showed and just looked at Venerable Handing with a smile on his face.

"I would rather advise Venerable Handing not to be too angry and embarrassed! Unless you don't want that true soul,..." Fang Tong said with a smile at Venerable Handing.

Hearing this, Venerable Handing was slightly stunned, and his aura was still pressing towards Fang Tong. At the same time, he said loudly: "I don't know how to live or die!"

"Venice, stop deceiving yourself." Looking at the Venerable Handing who was about to do something to himself, Fang Tong smiled indifferently and said softly, but without any fear.

"What does it mean?" The Master Handing stopped after all. His original fierce look disappeared a lot, and his brows frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

"Follow me in the future! I will definitely not let you down." Fang Tong did not answer the words of Venerable Handing directly, but instead said softly indifferently.

"Just because of you, an early stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul?" As if he had acquiesced to what Fang Tong said, Venerable Shadding no longer entangled, but instead responded to Fang Tong's question, with a little indifference in his eyes.

"Do you think you have a choice? Although I can't command you as much as I want, it won't be too big a problem to make you live worse than death!" Fang Tong smiled indifferently and said lightly, and finally added: "What do you think of my soul armor?"

Hearing this, the Master Handing's expression changed. After some struggle, he seemed to have made up some decision. Even the body of the soul gave out a breath. Then he said, "I don't know what to call it?"

Seeing this, Fang Tongxin was happy and knew that the other party had chosen to compromise. There was a Mahayana monk around him. In this world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, there was more security guarantee.

Although I was secretly happy, my expression did not change. I responded calmly: "Honor, just call me Fang Tong."

Venerable Handing breathed a sigh of relief again, and the monk went against the will of heaven and pursued great freedom. Face and cultivation are basically the two most valued points by monks. Venerable Handing, a Mahayana cultivator, is naturally no exception.

Losing freedom, for the sake of your life and life is involuntary: if you lose your dignity again, it is very likely that you would rather break your jade than make it a complete tiles. Seeing that Fang Tong was respectful, Venerable Handing naturally felt slightly relieved.

"The reason for this scene in front of you is that Fang Tong's accidental discovery is also involved.

Seeing the transparent silk thread wrapped in the mysterious golden liquid, I was stunned. Now I could control a transparent silk thread. I wonder if I could also enter the mysterious golden liquid?

Thinking of this, Fang Tong's expression moved. A transparent silk thread suddenly penetrated into the golden liquid. Sure enough, the transparent silk thread was like a fish entering the water, and could freely sway with Fang Tong's heart.

"Since that's the case, I wonder what will happen if I link it to the soul of Master Shading?"

Curiosity is like a very tempting demon, making people keep approaching and trying.

Under Fang Tong's control, the transparent silk thread gradually approached the patterned soul of the Master Handing.

When the soul was linked, no abnormality occurred. On the contrary, Fang Tong could still feel the current state of the soul very clearly.

It seems to have lost its activity now, and it is just like a doll that can be tucked away. Fang Tong can even wipe itself out. It has nothing to do with the self-destruction of ordinary souls. At most, it will hurt the soul and then slowly make up for it.

But if a wisp of true soul is wiped out, then the entire soul of the Venerable Handing will dissipate. This is why Fang Tong can threaten Venerable Handing to serve him. Compared to temporarily obeying others, it is better to die and disappear.

"Venice, what do you think you should do now?" Fang Tong asked, looking at the colorful divine sword that was still shaking in front of him.

"This sword is the most magical weapon I have ever seen in Sashimi. I am afraid it may be an immortal weapon." The Venerable Handing looked at the colorful divine sword, his eyebrows flashed, and he said with longing.

"But..." As soon as the topic changed, the Master Handing frowned slightly, but before he finished speaking, he was taken over by Fang Tong.

"It seems to be suppressing something with this formation." Fang Tong said.

"Uh... I thought it was so." Venerable Handing looked at Fang Tong with some surprise. Obviously, it was beyond his expectations that a small early-stage cultivator of Nascent Soul could have such knowledge.

But what he could not have thought was that although Fang Tong's current cultivation level is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, his insights in the Mahayana stage are real. (To be continued...)
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