Chapter 58 (2/2)

Hook pig try image to understand the ban on the wooden door to understand the array chart in this world.

He failed.

The formation is too mysterious and complicated. His whole divinity can't hold so many things. I don't know how anyone can arrange it.

Hook pig gradually went to the heart of the deep.

The deepest is a huge egg, which is set up in many winding red blood vessels.

There is a faint white light on the simple shell of light blue jade.

Gou pig was attracted by the huge egg, and his curiosity burned like a fire. He couldn't help touching the huge egg.

A huge, deep ”click” came from the eggshell.

There is a crack in the eggshell.

The fierce suction came from the eggshell and almost absorbed himself into the egg. He could not stop the force. The fear filled his whole heart, but it was too late.

”It's over The pig stamped his foot and regretted it.

At this time, a mysterious and powerful force suddenly seized his arm, and the hook pig was not inhaled into the egg for a moment.

The suction from the cracked eggshell is still very strong.

The hook pig was pulled in the opposite direction by these two forces, and felt that he was slowly being stretched, just like a piece of ramen, drawing longer and longer.

A strange and sharp pain came from the amputation. It was like a broken limb, but it was not a broken limb, but another kind of loss, such as a soul.

This noodle, finally irresistible broken.

Hook pig's soul has been cut off a part of the same, this kind of pain compared with the real limb, hook pig can not help but send out a very sad cry.

Hook pig trembled all over, just like falling from infinite height, suddenly woke up.

He was sweating all over, sitting in the same place, his eyes still staring at the blood red heart which had been put back on the workbench.

There was still pain in the arm, but it was the unfathomable old man who still clamped his arm tightly. When he finally woke up, the old man let go of his hand.

”I am...”

Although everything was like an illusion, his cold sweat was real.

What's more, the feeling of being torn just now really made him feel as if he had lost something, but he couldn't remember what he had lost for a moment.

The only good news is that he's still alive.

”You've ruined the old treasure.”

The old man sighed, but his eyes seemed to twinkle with hope, staring at the heart clamped in the wooden tongs But it's also possible that it was saved. ”

The red aura inside it is more intense and active than before, and a kind of extra white aura begins to flow together.

The heart is the dwelling place of the soul.

He has studied this organ for more than 500 years, and if you make a real heart, you can produce a soul, and he firmly believes that.

The souls in the three realms and six paths are not the immortal existence or the unique creation of the creator.

The soul, like everything else, is just a kind of performance of these omnipresent beings who make up everything.

Since they can be produced naturally, they can also be made by his hands.

But in these 500 years, the old man has never been able to create a truly perfect heart.

He can only make it over and over again, and experience failure again and again.

In a flash of 500 years, the old man can't remember how many times he tried and failed, but every time, he believed that he was better than the last time, and that he would succeed.

But he did not succeed.

In fact, this time, it should be the same. No matter how perfect the steps are and how they meet his expectations, as long as there are no variables, he can not succeed.There is also a key barrier that he doesn't even know where, let alone break through.

”I saved it?”

”How are you going to thank me Gouzhu laughed. He thought that he was too philistine and embarrassed, so he changed the topic, ”elder, don't you lose your memory during the day? How...”

”It's evening now.”

”At night?” The pig was startled.

How long did you stay in that heart? What did you do?

Only then did Gou pig realize that his memory seemed to be missing. In the last few hours, the memory had disappeared.

Gou pig remembers that he put the heart back in the morning, then entered the heart, and then he was torn off

It's night now?

Then for at least six hours, he didn't know what he had done.

”There was still a final process for this heart, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary.” ”The old man frowned.

”Is it me...”

Gouzhu's face was a little bit pale. If he stayed here all day, he would really destroy his heart. He would not only use this to blackmail the old man to exchange for the business of crossing the bridge. If he could not do it well, he would retaliate angrily.

That's really self defeating.

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