Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Chapter 301 300. Become a mortal

Song He's idea was no longer a sudden idea.

After all, the Shenyao Cave on the Shenye Peak is, to a certain extent, the "underworld" - it is filled with souls who have lost their bodies.

But the consciousness and soul in pure spiritual consciousness are different. After all, the soul is a tangible thing that can be cultivated and conforms to the way of heaven and earth.

It is said that all of a certain sect are soul cultivators.

Ahem, I thought too far.

Today's small world certainly cannot support the souls of so many monks entering - and it is impossible for the monks to allow their souls to enter the world controlled by Lingye Sect.

So, can you split a part of the soul that contains memories and then enter this world? It should be easier to repair the soul without power.

If there is a chance in the future, these souls can be transformed into spirituality that can coexist with the world. As long as the world does not collapse, spirituality can last forever.

It seems feasible.

Besides, there is another spiritual plant that he has been paying attention to - Yuanhai Soul Branch.

Recently, when he was sorting out the earth veins, he found that the Yuanhai Soul Branch was close to "maturity" and the lotus on it was almost pregnant. He estimated that it would take this period of time to succeed.

At that time, Lao He can be reborn from it.

You can also study the Yuanhai Soul Branch to see what is inside that can produce the wonderful power to make up for the soul.

Try to find ways to do it again.

If those souls cannot survive forever after entering the world and there will still be losses, then use the Abyssal Soul Branch to repair them.

There is always a way.

As long as this kind of power can be continuously produced, there will be a way forward, and time will always be on his side.

It’s impossible to lose money anyway.

By the way, I can also see if I can sell some favors.

After all, even powerful monks will have relatives who are nearing their longevity and cannot practice cultivation. Perhaps most monks are indifferent to feelings, but conversely it can also be said that if they really have feelings, they are willing to pay a lot.

At least, isn’t that what Master Ye is like?

"Uncle Ye."

After hesitating for a moment, Song He finally expressed his thoughts and added at the end: "... If the seniors are willing, the juniors can give it a try."

"..." Zhenren Ye was silent for a moment and asked: "How sure are you about? It's not that my uncle doesn't trust you, it's just that these elders are extremely old and their souls are involved. If there is a mistake, even the soldiers will be relieved. You can’t even enter reincarnation.”

Even though he was questioning it, Song He didn't think anything of it.

In other words, it’s right to have doubts.

When it comes to relatives and elders, it is right to be cautious.

Being able to sacrifice one's body to come to Song He shows that these people are really important to Ye Zhenren.

However, even Song He couldn't give an absolutely accurate answer to this matter. He could only shake his head and said: "Disciple will do his best and nothing will get worse."

According to what he thought, it was nothing more than losing a little consciousness.

No matter how bold he is, he can't directly attack the soul from the beginning. If those old monks accidentally fart, it will really be a big problem.

He planned to figure it out slowly.

As a result, Zhenren Ye was a little anxious - those old monks' spiritual consciousness and soul would weaken if they waited for one more day, so it would be best to solve it as soon as possible.

She squinted her eyes, with a hint of evil in her eyes: "Okay, there are some people in Forest Green Prison. I'll find a few for you, and you can do some experiments on them."

ah?

Are death row prisoners used for experiments?

But don't tell me, it's not impossible - the death row inmates who can be imprisoned in Forest Green Prison should all be extremely evil people. They will die sooner or later, so it is better to make some contributions.

"Okay." Song He nodded obediently.

Seeing Song He's agreement, Ye Zhenren reached out his hand and pulled out a white fox from the void with permission.

This fox looked much bigger than his own. Its skin was shiny and white, as pure and flawless as the snow on the top of a mountain.

"Sister, why did you call me here?"

The white fox smiled at Master Ye, looking and behaving like a well-trained lady, elegant and generous.

The voice is also extremely gentle.

"Baixue, find five golden elixir foundation-building death row prisoners from Forest Green Prison. We need those with weak souls." Ye Zhenren explained.

Immediately, the white fox nodded.

Then he blinked at the pink and white fox that appeared next to Song He at some point, "Fellow Taoist, please give me a helping hand."

The pink and white fox glanced at Song He. After receiving permission, the two foxes came together, then stretched out their paws and waved at the same time——

"Stab it~~~"

Some harsh sounds sounded.

A hole has been torn in the air, and behind the translucent emerald halo you can see a strange world covered in flaming autumn leaves.

There are bleak autumn maple scenes everywhere.

The power from Qiu Bao's Sad Luo Qiu Umbrella in Song He's body was slightly throbbing. It was obvious that the world inside this mouth had the same origin as this power.

But before Song He could think about it, he saw several people staggering out from inside. They were all wrapped around their bodies by leaves and vines, and their bodies and faces were a little pale and thin.

"Ten people have been sent."

A deep voice came from the opening, and then it seemed like furry claws pressed down on the opening, forcibly smoothing the space portal and closing it.

The power fluctuations it emits... are definitely close to the stage of transformation into gods, or even the stage of transformation into gods.

Song He squinted his eyes as he watched all this.

He remembered that there seemed to be a True Spirit Bloodline stationed there in Senlu Prison, and the senior sister Qiu who was in charge of Qiu Bao worked in Senlu Prison.

The warden of Senlu Prison is said to be called "Liao Shu".

The name comes from the legendary god of autumn.

Ye Zhenren looked at the prisoners who were obviously a little embarrassed and said in a serious tone:

"You guys should have been in Luoqiu Prison until your death, but I need you. I promise that if you are lucky enough to survive and help Master Nephew Song succeed, I will grant you one wish."

A light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the prisoners.

However, Master Ye added: "It is definitely impossible to spare you, but if there are still mundane matters, I can help you solve them."

Song He knew that this was the cause and effect of Ye Zhenren's death.

Immortal cultivators are very concerned about cause and effect. Although these prisoners have committed serious crimes and will be imprisoned in Qiu Prison forever, they have helped Ye Zhenren at least.

So Ye Zhenren must give them enough compensation. But for this cause and effect, anyway, for her, helping a few prisoners is just a matter of words.

"Then thank you Master Ye for your mercy."

The youngest prisoner bowed deeply.

The other prisoners followed suit.

This group of prisoners who had no idea what they had committed were acting quite friendly and polite at this moment. Looking at it now, it was absolutely impossible to know what heinous crimes they were.

Ye Zhenren waved his hand casually, and the vine-shaped prison equipment on their bodies fell down between their eyebrows.

It flew into the palm of Ye Zhenren's hand and was suspended.

"Let's start now," she said.

This was said not only to Song He, but also to these prisoners.

So Song He didn't say anything and started trying directly.

He brought a few people to Nashenmu, connected a Divine Transformation Vine to their bodies, and then asked them to split a small piece of soul and enter the New Moon Realm with all their memories.

This thing sounds quite dangerous.

Some of the prisoners may have been hesitant, but the youngest one who spoke first did not hesitate to put his hand between his eyebrows.

A gray mist followed the Turning God Vine and entered the Nashen Tree, and his expression and demeanor immediately became dull.

"Oh." Ye Zhenren raised his eyebrows.

Song He shook his head.

This man...he directly tore his soul apart.

Moreover, all his spiritual consciousness and memories were separated from the body along with this spiritual consciousness. In this way, his body would turn into an empty shell without the nourishment of divine consciousness.

In other words, if Song He directly extinguishes the gray mist at this moment, this person can be said to have disappeared from the world.

‘It’s really decisive. ’

Needless to say, being cruel to yourself in this way is indeed possible to win some favor from Zhenren Ye and Song He. If it really succeeds all at once, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.

Their so-called sins, to be honest, are really just a matter of a word from Zhenren Ye or Song He.

Luoqiu Prison is just the lightest level among the eighteen levels of Senlu Prison.

Song He did not comment on his behavior, but extended his consciousness into the New Moon Realm and quickly found the soul that entered here.

What does the world need to protect a person?

The answer is merit.

This time when he helped Heaven to purify the Eternal Darkness Abyss, Song He gained a lot of merit, and coupled with the merits given to him by the capybara beasts, there was already a lot.

So he chose to use the golden light of merit to wrap the soul, then use his "Heavenly Consciousness" to order it to exist forever, and finally used the power of the Universe to briefly accelerate the area where he was.

A three-pronged approach.

The thick and bright golden halo is like a golden armor covering the soul. This unique power of merit from heaven is truly miraculous.

It was actually delaying the dissipation of the soul power, or it was gradually merging into his body, revealing a golden stream of light from the gray soul.

It is particularly bright in the world shrouded in moonlight.

However, this also comes at a price - the excess soul power in his soul is being removed, and the golden elixir energy representing the golden elixir cultivation is unceremoniously assimilated by the power of merit.

Then it turned into wisps of mist and dissipated.

Due to the blessing of the power of the universe, the space in this small area is changing rapidly, but the soul sitting cross-legged inside has not changed at all.

There are no flaws except that all his extra cultivation and spiritual consciousness were absorbed by the world and turned into a mortal.

It seems that it has been successful.