Chapter 313: Soul Making Method

Luo Xuanyi carefully confirmed that she had looked through each stone slab and put it back in its place, then opened the small cabinet in the corner to check.

There was no stone slab in the small cabinet, but instead a thick stack of tanned animal hides. Luo Xuanyi had assumed that Bo Huixiao had placed these in the cabinet for separate storage, as they were recorded in some way. Unexpectedly, when she took them all out, she found nothing on the hides.

No, it should be said that there was something, but it was erased.

Luo Xuanyi's fingers gently brushed across the surface of the hide, trying to let the death energy seep into it. But as soon as the death energy touched the hide, a faint light suddenly appeared on its surface, and the death energy retreated immediately.

The faint light carried an aura similar to that of heavenly thunder. It was probably because Heaven did not allow the information recorded by Bo Huixiao on the animal skin to be passed on, so it erased it.

Luo Xuanyi rarely felt empathy for others, and she felt sad for Bo Huixiao. If these animal skins contained records of some crucial experiments, how much effort would be lost if they were destroyed?

Moreover, Bo Huixiao's experiments were so large-scale that even the slightest confusion in her memory would render them useless. This move by Heaven was too ruthless.

This also shows how taboo the Heavenly Dao is about the records above.

Even after confirming that everything on the hide had been erased, Luo Xuanyi continued to flip through the pages one by one, trying to find any remaining information. She flipped to the middle page and suddenly felt something was wrong.

She picked up the hide and examined it carefully. The surface was no different from the others. Luo Xuanyi held it in one hand and weighed it, then removed several more hides for comparison.

There are slight differences in weight between animal skins, and the weight difference between the animal skin that feels wrong and the others is also very small, but when viewed from the side, the edge of this animal skin is slightly bulging.

It seemed as if there was air trapped in this animal skin. Luo Xuanyi felt a slight difference in the texture when she pinched it.

The hides had been separated from them.

Luo Xuanyi carefully felt the edge of the animal skin and did not find any gaps. It must be that Bo Huixiao used some method to hide the gaps when he closed the animal skin.

In this case, Luo Xuanyi carefully confirmed that there was no forbidden aura on the hide. Then, she took out a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing and carefully cut through the two leaf-thick hides. The hide, which should have been solid, opened a hole, revealing a slightly bulging hollow inside.

With a little force, the hide was split into two pieces. There was nothing hidden in the cavity. However, Luo Xuanyi saw a few lines of records on the inside of the two pieces of hide, the color of which had not yet completely faded.

It seems that Bo Huixiao guessed that Tiandao would erase some of her records, but did not hide all the records. Instead, he did the opposite and left a large number of records for Tiandao to erase, and then hid the most important information in these processed animal skins.

Luo Xuanyi's eyes lit up, and she took the upper part of the record and examined it first. Bo Huixiao's handwriting on this record was almost identical to the handwriting on the gambling book.

The inner leather surface didn't have much room for writing, so Bo Huixiao didn't write down the experimental process. Instead, he simply wrote: "Record 2136: Shaping the Soul with Gold."

"Test subject: Snake corpse.

Take a hundred pounds of gold and smelt it, collect a thousand strands of death energy from the ancient battlefield and pour it into it, forge and mix it into an ethereal form, then drip a drop of blood taken from a living creature into it and merge it into the corpse.

Result: The body is resurrected, but the soul is a new one."

"Postscript: After numerous experiments, it has been confirmed that only Death Qi is the foundation for soul shaping. As long as the other materials are sufficient, soul shaping will be successful regardless of quality."

After reading it, Luo Xuanyi immediately understood why Bo Huixiao regarded this record as the most important and hid it away.

Judging from the beginning of the table of contents and the summary in the postscript, Bo Huixiao has conducted 2,136 experiments on soul shaping, and this golden soul shaping experiment made her completely certain that the true core of soul shaping is death energy.

No matter how I try to change the other materials, it's all in vain. There's no point in continuing this experiment; the result is clear.

Luo Xuanyi had never imagined that the soul-shaping process could be so simple. Just by mixing death energy with enough materials and a drop of blood essence, could a soul be born?

Although it was unclear how much of the other materials were needed, collecting a hundred kilograms of gold and stone, a thousand strands of dead air, and the blood of living creatures was not a difficult task for Luo Xuanyi. If she wanted to reshape the soul of the caller, it would not take much time.

Even for any monk, this was a simple task that could be accomplished easily. Simply put, a life was born.

The operation was too simple, but it confused Luo Xuanyi.

Why is the birth of the soul so simple? And why is it dead air?

Luo Xuanyi, eager to get an answer, looked at the inside of the lower fur, but Bo Huixiao did not give an answer.

"Why is it dead energy? Why isn't it the spiritual energy used by cultivators for cultivation?

It is obvious that mortals can live longer if they come into contact with spiritual energy, but they will lose their lives if they are possessed by deathly energy.

Where does dead air come from, and where does spiritual energy come from?

Perhaps only Heaven can answer these questions. These experiments are no longer important; I've found something more interesting.

Before that, please abandon this weak body."

With an eager stroke of the pen, he drew a long ink mark as a period, and Bo Huixiao's record came to an end. However, Luo Xuanyi's heart could not calm down for a long time.

These unanswered questions lingered in Luo Xuanyi's mind. She wished she could dive into the book and go back to the past to see if Bo Huixiao had gotten the answers later, and how the Heavenly Dao would react.

When Luo Xuanyi subconsciously looked towards the sky, she only saw the roof of the stone house. She suddenly woke up.

Now is not the time to delve into these profound questions; there are things to do right now.

Luo Xuanyi warned herself, reluctantly closing the hide. After much deliberation, she decided to tuck the hide away in her arms, gathering the others in order and putting them back in the cabinet.

"I'm sorry." Luo Xuanyi silently apologized to Bo Huixiao in her heart, but the content of this experiment was too important and she really couldn't bear to give it up. Unconsciously, Luo Xuanyi had come to respect Bo Huixiao as a senior who had given her guidance, just like Su Yang.

Only then did she pick up the slate that might have allowed her to communicate with the ancient Bo Huixiao, and her mood had changed dramatically. The blank space left on the slate was only enough for four rounds of questions and answers, and the latest text was Bo Huixiao's mockery of Long Tian.

There was no time for introductions or pleasantries. Luo Xuanyi thought for a moment and tried to carve a sentence.

"Congratulations, but didn't Yu Lu foresee that Long Tian would be in an illusion?"

To Luo Xuanyi, this was an opening remark that was too abrupt and impolite, but she didn't care about that at the moment. She just stared at the blank space on the slate, not missing any subtle changes.

After a moment, words began to appear on the slate. From right to left, the flying handwriting made Luo Xuanyi hold her breath.

This stone tablet could indeed communicate with Bo Huixiao! And Bo Huixiao was willing to answer her questions.

Unable to wait for Bo Huixiao to finish writing, Luo Xuanyi followed the strokes and read out each word.

"It's not yet time to predict Yu Lu's fate, and I'm relying on experience, not cheating."

Luo Xuanyi couldn't understand this sentence for a moment and couldn't help but read it again.

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