Panguan

It is still the key to the spiritual phase.

"What are you doing?" He asked anxiously, "What are you—"

The third puppet thread also came over.

It is still a key to bypass the scriptures.

...

When people comment on how powerful a puppet master is, they always look at how many giant puppets he can control at the same time. It seems that puppetry is the pinnacle of puppetry.

As a result, very few people remembered later that the most vicious trick of puppetry has nothing to do with puppetry, but only uses threads. It is strangulation.

It's not the usual strangling of filth and illusion monsters, but strangling of spirits.

A living person enters reincarnation with a spirit, and the spirit is the foundation and source of everything. To strangle the spirit is to completely obliterate all opportunities for this person to "live".

Also called Tu Ling.

It will not let the spirit disappear into the yellow earth, but let the spirit be imprisoned in the most minute way, watching the torrent of the world rolling forward in every corner, watching all creatures live well, Except myself.

The reason why people didn't remember it later was because this move was too fierce and it was classified as a forbidden technique. Maybe someone will, but never.

That's how it is when you smell it.

Counting today, this is the first time.

The puppet threads fell one by one, like guillotines touching the skin lightly one by one.

The ancestor of the Zhang family kept swallowing with foam in his mouth. When he stared at Wen, he went from struggling to quibble to shaking like chaff...

When the eighth puppet line fell, he finally couldn't bear it and completely collapsed.

"You can't—" His eyes were tearing, "You can't do this, you can't do this kind of thing! You can't—"

Tu Ling needed a total of twelve puppet threads, and Wen Shi had already dropped the ninth when he went crazy.

"I've seen it, I know it! Tu Ling is a forbidden technique, a taboo!"

...

tenth root.

"I have the scourge, and my scourge has not been completely eliminated! I should go into reincarnation and continue to pay off my debts, and I have to pay off the debts of several lifetimes. You can't... you can't strangle me here. This is a big taboo, it is against the law of heaven !you--"

He felt that the cold-eyed and silent person in front of him was crazy, and he didn't know how to stop it. The raging wind has turned into a vortex cage, and there are only him and Wen Shi in the vortex cage.

He couldn't see anyone except Wen Shi.

The voices of people outside the vortex were vague and noisy. It seemed that many people kept trying to get close to them, but no one could get close to them.

Zhang Daiyue almost started talking nonsense: "Look at me, look at the scourge on my body. Changing one's life against the heavens and touching taboos is the end, you should know it best! Tu Ling will only be worse than changing one's life Fierce, you will be more painful and tragic than me at the beginning, you will suffer ten times and a hundred times the backlash, you—"

His voice was almost screaming by the end.

Wen Shi finally looked over amidst the screams.

His skin was white, and the blood in his eyes was bright red, but his expression was indifferent. He wound the eleventh puppet thread, and finally replied, "So what."

Backlash is fine, so what about pain? It doesn't matter what it is.

At this moment, all his senses and rationality were empty, he couldn't touch the top, and he couldn't step on the bottom.

He felt the hysteria in the sealing formation back then, but this time his face was cold.

Maybe even crazier.

It doesn't matter if you injure one thousand enemies and three thousand yourself, the worst thing is the punishment from God...

The big deal is to carry a scourge.

He has memorized everything, so what's wrong with him?

The gust of wind suddenly blew to the top, merging with the puppet master's emotions. The vague human voice was completely covered, everything was blocked out, even the hoarse shouts of the Zhang family's ancestors in the vortex were like a silent drama.

He was determined.

Just as the last puppet thread fell out, and the moment the big taboo was about to be fulfilled, a hand finally broke in, hooked the puppet thread and retracted it, and then wrapped Wen Shi's fingers.

That hand was very cold, so cold that it barely had the body temperature of a living person, like a long, thin branch of a dead tree...

At the moment of being held by Bao, Wen Shikong's emotions finally stepped on the ground.

"When I heard it." Xie Wen's voice was extremely low and gentle, a tone that had never been heard before. He came after himself, and fell next to Wen Shi's ear, over and over again like a kind of comfort, "Wen Shi..."

"That's not how it was reported, listen to me."

When hearing his voice, Wen Shi tightly pressed his bloodless lips, all the emotions suppressed under the thin ice flooded up, and he couldn't hold it back anymore.

It's like the moment when I was injured in a big cage when I was young, and I went up the mountain to go home.

His eyes were still very red, he stared at a certain point in the void, and said with a bit of stubbornness: "If you're a big taboo, it's a big taboo, I don't care."

"And me, I care." Xie Wenming, who finally broke through the wind wall, stood behind him, but seemed to know what his expression and reaction would be, and stretched out his other hand to cover his sore eyes.

He still opened his eyes in the darkness, and it took a long time before he slowly closed them.

Xie Wen felt a trace of warmth in the palm of his hand, he saw the Adam's apple on Wen Shi's neck slipping, and heard the other party say in a hoarse voice, "... Heaven is not fair."

At that moment, his heart ached in a mess.

He knew that when he heard about it, he actually knew all kinds of laws, and he understood that the ups and downs of the world are not so straightforward. Sooner or later, but there are actually many things that should be there. Saying such a thing doesn't mean that, it's just a way of venting after holding back for too long.