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Lightning suddenly flashed across Yan Nu's ordinary soul.

Blue Bird, who was already seriously injured, stepped back: "Don't kill me, I can't get out anyway, and I can't hurt you."

Yan Nu shook his head and said: "You can't control my body now, but if my body is destroyed and my soul automatically leaves my body... If you take back your body before me, wouldn't you be able to control my body?"

After that, he punched several times, and the blue bird soul was wiped out.

However, Yan Nu did not leave. He pondered for a moment, tore out a piece of his soul and absorbed it back.

"Shua..."

Bluebird's soul appeared in the consciousness sea space with a horrified look on its face.

"Do not kill me!"

Yan Nu scratched his head: "I've already killed him once..."

"What?" Qingniao remembered that his last memory was that Yan Nu's soul was struck down by the electric fist.

"You, you...resurrected me?"

Qingniao's expression was numb. This was not a suspended animation like an out-of-body experience, but a resurrection after the body and soul were destroyed, a true reversal of life and death. As far as he knew, only the most top-notch supernatural powers could achieve this.

Yan Nu frowned. He was mentally prepared for Blue Bird's soul to refresh. After all, if the origin can be restored, so can the soul.

"Sure enough, it's just like the plague bugs. When they die, I can give birth by eating grass, but you can give birth by replenishing your soul. You are the spiritual symbiotic bug parasitic in my brain."

"This kind of thing that can control itself will not be controlled by me even if I adapt to it."

When he heard that he was called a symbiote, Qingniao's eyes were filled with sadness, knowing that he might never be able to get rid of Yan Slave.

The kind that even death cannot escape.

"What do you want to do to me? I can't hurt you, but you can hurt me. Do you want to keep devouring my soul?"

Yan Nu was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

"..." Qingniao's face was gloomy.

But then Yan Nu frowned and said, "But you are a bit disgusting."

Since he has an additional thinking mode, he will also consider meaning on the basis of value.

Yan Nu thought for a while, he could strengthen his soul by eating himself, so there was no need to devour the old man in front of him.

He tried it and tore out 30% of his soul.

After absorbing 2%, he immediately replenished it himself, and then the 30% soul was also full, but without consciousness.

"Oh? Is my consciousness the only one?" Yan Nu thought he would create another self, but it turned out to be just a ball of full soul material.

Then he absorbed it back, and his spiritual power doubled.

His operation made Qingniao dumbfounded: "Monster... this is so ridiculous..."

"Just stay here..." Yan Nu smiled and planned to ignore this guy for the time being.

Seeing that Yan Nu was about to leave, Qingniao was a little surprised, and suddenly raised his hand and said: "Wait a minute!"

"I can take the initiative to cut out the spiritual power and absorb it for you. I just hope that you can..."

Yan Nu waved his hand and said: "No need, refining you is too slow, but my soul can absorb it in an instant."

He still remembered that he was the soul of the Yimeng Mountain people who had been tortured to death. He could only swallow a little bit at a time, and the efficiency was really slow.

In comparison, because his soul was originally his, it was not devoured, but 'returned' and absorbed in one fell swoop.

If that's the case, then why not eat your own? He feels that eating his own food is the cleanest thing.

Qingniao said again: "There is also spiritual consciousness! Although I can't escape, my spiritual consciousness will definitely be able to find out without hurting you!"

"Is this like this..." Yan Nu was shocked.

He had been hurt by divine consciousness, but he didn't know that divine consciousness would not harm him in nature. It was a probing power, unless there were related damaging spells.

In an instant, Yan Nu felt a consciousness spread out of his body, scanning the surrounding situation.

He saw his body stuck in a tree on the edge of a cliff.

Then I scanned the sky. The sun had come out, it was bright, and the sky was very clean.

His previous scene of blazing fire had ended long ago, which reminded Yan Nu that his adaptation was indeed over.

Except when the body was first taken away, the soul of the blue bird was adapted into a symbiotic insect.

He then tears his soul out, which doesn't get used to him. Logically speaking, it should be the same as when he bit his arm to suck blood, but ended up not being able to suck blood the second time.

This time coincides with the dissipation of the fire in the sky.

"Do I really have to 'fire in the sky and shine in all directions' in order to start adapting?"

Yan Nu murmured in his heart, then reacted and shouted: "Stop! Take back your consciousness!"

Qingniao was stunned and quickly retracted: "Can you see it?"

Yan Nu said honestly: "Although I can't control you, I can feel every move you make. I can also see what you see."

"Otherwise, you are my soul symbiote. The function of your soul is actually mine, but it is controlled by you."

"It's like my heart, it beats on its own, but everything it does is for me."

"Since your consciousness can be released for scanning, everything you see will also be shared with me."

This is the reason why Yan Nu was sure that the blue bird had been symbiotic with him from the very beginning. Otherwise, how could he dare to stand still and forcefully attack the Yuan Shen Qingguang Sword.

It's just that he doesn't know much about spiritual consciousness after all, and he thought that if the blue bird can't get out, then divine consciousness can't get out either.

"If you release your consciousness to ask for help at a critical moment, it will be very troublesome... I'd better beat you to death." Yan Nu said, raising the Soul Lightning Fist.

If you kill the blue bird, at worst, if you don't replenish your soul, he will naturally not be resurrected.

Qingniao said hurriedly: "No, no, no, I won't do this, otherwise why would I tell you that spiritual consciousness can be released!"

"Yeah, why did you tell me?"

Blue Bird sighed: "Don't you know...how terrible you are? The moment you resurrected me, I knew that I would never be able to get rid of you. Your defiance transcends life and death."

"I'll tell you the truth, I have no energy left, or... I'm convinced."

"You said you can leave your body in the future, I will take the opportunity to control your body... Haha, maybe, but what do you have to worry about?"

"Worried that I can control your body and kill your soul? I don't even dare to think about such a thing now!"

From the beginning of the war to now, he has truly felt the terrifying ability of Yan Slave. He feels that there is nothing that Yan Slave cannot adapt to.

He could no longer imagine what would happen if Yan Slave really died...

This monster has even resurrected him, will he still die? God knows what terrible transformation will happen again.

Although Yan Nu heard what he said clearly, he could still feel the fear in Qingniao's heart, which was a very strong emotional fluctuation.

So he said: "Try to lie to me and see if you can make me feel it."

Qingniao was stunned and said, "I was lying to you just now. You couldn't feel it anyway."

In an instant, Yan Nu lowered his fist because he felt that Qingniao was lying to him.

"When I need your consciousness, you can release it... By the way, what did you say you hoped for in the future?"

Qingniao pursed his lips and said, "I will listen to you. I just hope that you can allow me to become an immortal in the future."

"You are like this and still want to become an immortal? Why do you all want to become immortals so much?" Yan Nu was shocked.

Qingniao said longingly: "You haven't really cultivated. You don't understand how wonderful it is at the moment when your realm is sublimated."

"It seems like countless truths are clear in the heart, like countless spiritual lights blooming in the heart. It is said that becoming an immortal has a supreme and wonderful meaning, which is indescribable!"

"Everyone who has advanced to a higher realm aspires to become an immortal. The higher the realm, the more eager they are!"

Yan Nu curled his lips and said, "You understand countless truths, are you the only one?"

"Uh... that's a feeling, a feeling... indescribable." Qingniao said with some embarrassment.

Yan Nu tilted his head: "Then work hard."

With that said, he left the Niwan Palace and suddenly came back to his senses and opened his eyes.

It was already dawn. He climbed up from the tree, held on to the rock and climbed up in two strokes.

He looked around and saw that this place was very strange, with lush vegetation and mountains, as if he was in another forest.

A few dozen feet away, Blue Bird's body lay on the ground, bloody and bloody.

Yan Nu was about to pass by when suddenly a flash of sword light flew over.

Someone wielded a sword, descended to the top of the mountain, and landed next to the blue bird's body.

"Another one?" Yan Nu was a little annoyed. Although he was full of energy, he just felt tired.

Wave after wave of battles, from Chashan Castle to now, although he is getting stronger and stronger, there are more and more enemies.

After having the idea of ​​'the middle man', he can feel the tiredness of endless disputes.

"Huh? He didn't care about me?"

Yan Nu's eyes lit up, and he saw that the monk ignored Yan Nu the whole time and was just exploring the blue bird's body.

This made Yan Nu suddenly realize that, by the way, as long as he didn't use his power, he looked like an ordinary mortal.

All abilities are compressed in the knife, as if on another 'level'.

Even the 'Sea of ​​Copper Coin Consciousness' where the blue bird is located cannot be seen by others, it is just 'as if', 'as if' between the eyebrows.

All abilities already exist secretly and cannot be detected by normal methods.

If you have to say something strange about him, it is that he has a naked body, and there is a knife stuck in his belly.

But this knife is also ordinary, and there doesn't seem to be anything special about it. You know, it was almost destroyed by his fire before.

"Mortal, why are you here?" The sword cultivator finally spoke to Yan Nu.

But he didn't look at Yan Nu, and a robe flew out from his sleeves with a wave of his hand.

After Yan Nu put it on, he turned around and glanced at him coldly.

"There was a group of gods fighting, and a lot of them died. Then a strong man wearing a yellow scarf chased me, and I kept running. Then he stopped chasing me. I fell off the cliff and hung on a tree. I just climbed up." Yan Nu said and sat down on the ground, leaning his back on the stone and holding his stomach.

The sword cultivator frowned when he heard what he said was unclear, but he could still tell that the person chasing him was the Yellow Turban Warrior.

In an instant, with a wave of his hand, a tall warrior flew out of his robe.

"Is it this one?"

Yan Nu nodded, thinking that this guy had also picked up this tall guy.

Seeing a knife stuck in his stomach, Jian Xiu casually threw him another pill: "Are you a villager from the nearby mountains?"

Yan Nu said honestly: "I am a pariah."

The swordsman curled his lips, feeling that this kind of mountain villager couldn't ask anything. He was young and had never read a book. He probably was accidentally involved in the monks' fighting in the mountains. Someone ordered the yellow scarf warriors to kill all those who came close. Mortals are expelled, so he is chased.

Just as he was thinking about it, he got the 'spell book' from the blue bird's arms.

It was really an ordinary book, and it was a little tattered. When the sword cultivator picked it up casually, a page fell out of it, and it drifted into the forest with the wind.

But he didn't even look at it, and took away the various magical objects carried by the blue bird.

Yan Nu looked at the mountain forest and thought to himself that this was what the blue bird was holding as a treasure. Didn't the sword cultivator find it strange?

Suddenly, a force fell from the sky and wrapped up various relics of Blue Bird.

"Who is it?" The sword cultivator guarded with all his strength.

Then there was a tearing sound, and the book was torn in half, and half of it was rolled up into the sky along with other magical objects.

Yan Nu and he both looked up and saw a colorful cloud floating above their heads, with someone on the cloud glowing brilliantly.

A melodious voice came from the sky: "On the first day of Taihang East, the rosy peak rises, and dragons float in the sky. Since ancient times, there have been seekers of the Tao, and I don't know where to worship the Immortal Sect."

The sword cultivator's pupils shrank: "Taihang Immortal Sect!"

In fact, he didn't need to listen to the poem. He recognized the pattern as soon as he saw the pattern of Xiaguang.

He immediately rose up with his sword and flew to the opposite side of the Immortal Sect disciples with a solemn expression.

This poem sounded familiar to Yan Nu. Shen Leling had read it before and found out that the people of the Taihang Immortal Sect collectively had a poem.

He didn't radiate any power, so he just sat on the top of the mountain, leaning against the rock, looking up with his neck.

He had an expression on his face that said, "I am a pariah, and you gods and gods fighting is none of my business."

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p.s: Sorry.