Zhi Shuzhen knelt on the grass mat in the prison cell and smelled the medicinal fragrance of rice and smoked grass. The sunlight penetrated through the narrow iron fence above and hit the gray stone wall, forming a quiet shadow of the princess.

The roaring sea of ​​blood just now seemed to have never appeared, and the surroundings were very quiet, making him feel like a dream, and he felt that he had nowhere to pursue it.

The violent, excitement, impulse brought by the demon body... all kinds of intense emotions disappeared, and he turned back to his original self: calm, perseverance, good at disguise, and hidden everything that the boy should have.

But which one is the real him? Leaving from a violent and impetuous body and re-entering his body, the strong contrast made Zhi Shouzhen feel a little confused. Perhaps the self who uses the magic body to indulge in emotions is his heart, and he is just wearing a pair of armor called "survival" in the human world?

The soul is the spiritual core of a person. A person's nature should be controlled by the soul. Why is it affected by the body? Zhi Shouzhen secretly guessed that there is a trace of strange spiritual power hidden in the body, similar to the soul?

Or the soul should be divided into soul and spirit: the soul controls the spirit and is the core of the sea of ​​consciousness. The soul controls the body and is the core of the body. The two depend on each other and combine to form the soul to achieve perfect life. If there is no soul, people will sleep like plants; if there is no soul, people will become a floating ghost. The soul that leaves the soul or the soul that leaves the soul will eventually gradually disappear.

He couldn't help but think of a famous saying by Zhuang Meng, the founding ancestor of Xinggu: "I don't know that Zhuang's dream is a butterfly and the butterfly dream is a Zhuang and?" Zhi Shouzhen couldn't tell whether he wanted to be the demon himself or what he is now?

Thinking of this, his whole body suddenly shook!

He suddenly realized what a precious treasure white jade dice is! It took him across all walks of life to find his true self, the core of the Taoist sect mentioned - "I."

What kind of me is considered to be the id?

Everyone's personality is a fusion of acquired and innate nature, not a natural state of innate confusion.

People with poor families are inevitably frugal and careful in doing things, but it may not be due to their nature. Perhaps they are born to like boldness and squander, but it is just because of the environment that they have distorted their true nature.

The white jade dice gives him different fetuses and different situations, guiding him to experience the unchanging slightest change in all changes from each different self.

This is the true meaning of Hedao! In contrast, the herbs, secrets, magic weapons and other resources of Dimeng Dao are nothing but local chickens and tiles, not worth mentioning. Zhi Shouzhen also realized from this that only by truly integrating himself into Dimeng Dao’s identity can the heart of Dao improve, rather than just being an outside plunderer.

For example, in the Tianhe Realm, he should be a brave and passionate carp boy, embarking on a journey and testing the world with sword. In the Demon Prison Realm, he is the secret spy, Luohu, who is irritable and cunning, dares to hate and love...

"I'm so tired, I'll have a beauty sleep first!" Mengmengda jumped out of her sea of ​​consciousness, rolled comfortably on the rice-smoked straw mat, fell asleep after a while, and made a slight breathing sound.

Zhi Shouzhen smiled slightly. No matter who he was, the monkey spirit would always be by his side. His mind gradually calmed down, and the three-killing sword body that merged with his body fell together, breathing smoothly. The full three-killing sword qi was like the tide rise and fall, and naturally relaxed.

After not using the sword for a long time, Zhi Shunzhen suddenly sensed the invincible sword energy in his body, and felt an indescribable pleasure, as if a drowning person suddenly rushed out of the water and breathed freely.

"Shi—shi—"

Suddenly, in a corner of the cell, the light trembled sharply, and the air made a sharp sound of cutting, gushing outward like a squirt of waves.

Zhi Shouzhen's mind was in a daze, as if something invisible was exploring himself and locking him, like a ship anchoring him.

After a long time, a bloody little hand slowly emerged, followed by a broken arm and a bare bone-exposed shoulder... Buer's figure appeared in front of Zhi Shuimin little by little. His face was extremely pale, covered in bruises, and some parts of his body became hazy like smoke, as if they would dissipate at any time.

Even so, he still stood proudly and maintained an emperor-like arrogant attitude.

Buer looked at Zhi Shuiman, was slightly stunned, and then smiled with satisfaction: "You are indeed beautiful and worthy of me."

Zhi Shouzhen was secretly surprised. He was always wary of Bu Er, so he accidentally revealed the sound of this sword-shaped Horcrux before leaving the Demon Prison Realm.

Who could have expected that Buer could actually lock himself in, forcibly cross the dream path, and break into the human world. This powerful and terrifying strength was simply incredible.

The core practice of Invisible True Sword Art will inevitably involve soul locking and space transfer! Zhi Shouzhen's heart moved, and he was able to see some of the mystery of Invisible True Sword Art.

"Three Killing Sword Qi!" Buer stared at Zhi Shouzhen for a while, and shouted in dismay.

Zhi Shouzhen's heart moved: "Do you know this sword scripture, too?"

Bu Er frowned, as if in memory, a confused look flashed in his eyes: "I can't remember it. But this sword script should not be in your hands. It is not a sword technique that can be born in this world."

Zhi Shouzhen asked, "This sword scripture comes from the sky?"

"Of course!" Bu Er said without thinking, "This sword scripture collects the great achievements of countless cosmic sword techniques, far exceeding this world."

Zhi Shouzhen immediately asked: "The Sword Book comes from a race called the Outer Territory Demon? What kind of creatures are the Outer Territory Demons? Why did they enter this world? Are there any remnants of the Outer Territory Demons now?"

"The evil demon outside the domain!" Bu Er murmured to himself, "What a familiar name, I seem to come from there... In any case, you are indeed destined to be with me, and you can make an ancient agreement between the Horcrux and the living beings."

Zhi Shouzhen's eyes flashed. He did not trust the other party and refused to urge him: "This... Do you want to study again, discuss and discuss again, and test again? After all, this is a lifelong event and should not be decided easily. We have a saying here: 'Women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, men are afraid of entering the wrong career, and Horcrux is also afraid of perverts'. In fact, I have a bit of a bad habit..."

Buer shook his head: "I am very satisfied with your beauty, so don't think too much."

"Don't you understand other aspects of me? For example, character, nature, and will? Maybe I have shortcomings that Bu Er cannot tolerate?" Zhi Shou was really slow and tried to delay time. Bu Er's body had more blurred parts like smoke. If he dragged it for a long time, Bu Er might disappear.

"Other?" Bu Er blinked in confusion, "Why do you have to do other things when a person has a beauty? I'm not so greedy."

Zhi Shouzhen was speechless. If it weren't for his lack of swords in his hand and his current serious injury, he might have even drawn his sword and killed the Horcrux to avoid leaving uncertain hidden dangers. The dead Horcrux only has a body, although it is not as magical as before his death, but it is also a super-class weapon.

"What are you waiting for?" Bu Er frowned slightly, "Do you want to abandon it all the time?"

His expression darkened, and a sharp and solemn sword aura rose up.
Chapter completed!