My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 297
[Chapter 295 Being a ghost is also romantic]
Li Fan’s consciousness wanders in his blank soul.
As time goes by, the soul slowly dissipates, and the size of this blank space is also shrinking.
But even in the end, when the space became extremely small and everything in it was within easy reach of Li Fan.
Li Fan still couldn’t detect the existence of the soul contract mark.
“This is so-called turning a blind eye and hearing but not hearing!”
In the sigh, this soul completely disappeared.
Li Fan was not discouraged, and immediately took out another soul and tried again.
…
The days pass by, and in the blink of an eye, the 26th year of anchoring has passed halfway.
After five assessments, Li Fan’s theoretical test results for the Tianxuan Spirit Locking Formation were always good.
But in the test of identifying soul contracts, the results were always bad.
This made Ji Hongdao look at Li Fan with a hint of regret.
Li Fan was as usual, unhurried.
On this day, Li Fan looked at the soul-gathering bead in his hand.
Only about one-third of the gold color is left.
“Three hundred and twelve…”
“There are not as many as I thought before. The substantial golden light on the outside should be an illusion caused by the crowd effect.”
Three hundred and twelve are the souls that Li Fan has consumed .
number.
Although it’s not too much, it’s definitely not too little either.
Even so, Li Fan’s progress is still slow.
In the test, the identification accuracy was only about 5 out of 10,000.
It’s basically no different from being blind.
And it is said that some monks can already achieve an astonishing accuracy of 99%.
“The gap between people is too big.”
Shaking his head secretly, Li Fan skillfully extracted the soul and plunged into it.
“Huh?”
Li Fan, who had already observed more than 300 souls of Wu Laohui monks, noticed the difference as soon as he entered this soul.
Unlike other souls, the interior is white and empty.
There are actually still memories of the monk’s lifetime here.
It stubbornly resisted the cleaning and turned into a red reef, standing in the soul.
Slowly approaching, Li Fan observed the red mass in front of him.
In the red light group, the picture keeps changing, and the specific content cannot be seen clearly.
However, it can be vaguely discerned that it is just a small memory, repeating itself in a loop.
Li Fan recalled Ji Hongdao’s previous explanation.
“The emotional memory cleaning of the monks’ souls in these soul-gathering beads is carried out at the same time.” “
Some monks’ souls are naturally tough, and if there is something unforgettable until death, it is normal for them not to be cleaned.”
“Occasionally you encounter some fish that slip through the net, don’t panic.”
“Although the memory still remains, after being cleaned, the aggression has been close to zero. You can feel free to explore the memory boldly.” “
So for you, On the contrary, it is a rare opportunity.”
“From these remaining memories, it is possible to obtain some skills, secret techniques, and even the confidential information of the Five Elders Association.” “The
memory information obtained from the soul is also possible.
I don’t ask you to hand it over. It’s all your own creation, so don’t feel any psychological pressure.”
…
“The risk shouldn’t be big, but you must take precautions to prevent overturning.”
After thinking about it, Li Fan cut off the The connection between spiritual consciousness and ontology.
In this way, even if something unexpected happens, the most it will be is the loss of this ray of spiritual consciousness.
On the contrary, if there is really no danger, then after obtaining the content in the memory, the harvest can be brought back to the main body.
After being prepared, Li Fan’s spiritual consciousness began to try to make contact with the red light cocoon in front of him.
It was as if he had entered another person’s body, unable to move or speak.
You can only experience and observe things around you from the perspective of the other person.
Several broken images flashed quickly in front of him.
That’s because of the mutilation caused by memory cleaning.
“This fellow Taoist… is there a forbidden book that needs to be destroyed?”
A sneaky monk took out a strange-shaped jade slip and handed it to his eyes.
“roll roll roll!”
The possessed monk said impatiently.
…
“This fellow Taoist… wants to attack the forbidden book? It’s absolutely exciting and worth reading.”
Another monk asked quietly.
The possessed monk thought about it again and again, but still refused.
…
“Fellow Taoist, would you like to know more about this forbidden book? If you don’t read it
, you will regret it for the rest of your life.” “Singer and Miaobi Xian jointly created this book to give you an immersive and absolutely real experience…”
The possessed monk hesitated for a long time. Quietly asked: “What price?”
…
The next memory began to become clear and coherent.
It should be the most impressive and unforgettable memory for this monk during his lifetime.
“What is the shocking content in this forbidden book? It is so unforgettable even after his death?”
Li Fan couldn’t help but perk up and look forward to it.
…
In the dark cave, the bonfire kept beating.
Rest against the wall.
It seemed that he was seriously injured, and the energy and blood in his body were surging.
Outside the cave, there seems to be a body.
A graceful girl’s body was pressed tightly against her.
The slender thighs rubbed against each other, and the girl’s jade hands kept groping her body.
Trying to untie the clothes.
(Good guy, is it so exciting from the beginning?)
(This should be the content of the forbidden book? It seems that the two dealers just did not brag. It is immersive and absolutely real.)
(It is almost the same as Eternal Remembrance, the only one The difference is that here, it seems that he cannot move freely and can only passively feel and contact the picture information with this body.)
Just as Li Fan’s consciousness was thinking.
A narration suddenly appeared.
[Qin Shou pursued Senior Sister Zhao many times, but was repeatedly rejected.
When he becomes angry from shame, he becomes malicious.
]
[Soon after, while Senior Sister Zhao was out on a mission, she followed her quietly.
He came to a remote mountain and attacked him unprepared.
]
[Senior Sister Zhao was caught off guard and was seriously injured.
He even fell into Qin Shou’s Yin Yang He Huan San and gradually lost his mind…]
[At this critical moment, you arrived just in time.
]
[Angrily denounced Qin Shou’s despicable behavior and started a battle with him.
]
[Unfortunately, you are not Qin Shou’s opponent. The hero failed to save the beauty, but he was also seriously injured.
]
[At the critical moment, you successfully repelled Qin Shou with a talisman sword obtained in the previous expedition, and escaped to the cave here with Senior Sister Zhao.
】
【I thought it was safe, but I didn’t expect Qin Shou to follow him without knowing how.
】
【Qin Shou presses forward step by step, you look desperate.
]
[At this moment, Senior Sister Zhao suddenly woke up and used her last bit of strength to kill Qin Shou.
Then he completely fainted.
]
…
The narrator explained the cause and effect of the matter.
However, before Li Fan had time to think, he was startled by the thoughts that kept echoing in his memory.
“Senior Sister Zhao?”
“Senior Sister Zhao!”
“Is it her?”
“How is that possible?!”
This is the thought that belongs to the master of the soul, echoing in the memory like thunder.
The body he was in couldn’t bear the torture and slowly started to move.
He lifted up the hair of the girl next to him, revealing a peerless face.
His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled and his face was flushed.
“Senior Sister Zhao…it’s her…how dare…it’s really her…”
The monk’s remaining thoughts kept echoing.
This memory space is also constantly trembling.
“The Lord of the Great Dao Sect, one of the five Immortal Lords of the Five Elders Association…”
“How dare you… no wonder the book is banned…”
“It’s worth dying…”
The protagonist in the book slowly took off Senior Sister Zhao’s clothes.
(End of chapter)
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