Damn it!
Old bitch!
He Changsheng felt cold all over and his face suddenly turned ugly. The old village chief's methods were despicable and hard to guard against.
They had actually been plotting against him since the first time he left the village. And this crappy system was so inhumane that it didn't even remind him of such an important thing beforehand. If he hadn't had foresight, he would have been screwed this time!
He Changsheng used his spiritual power to carefully examine his entire body. He checked every inch of his body, including his internal organs, but soon he became autistic.
After a comprehensive and thorough investigation.
He didn't even detect the slightest trace of divine consciousness. It seemed that the village chief's methods were too sophisticated for him to detect with his current strength.
In other words, his perfect plan died in the womb before it even had a chance to come to fruition.
When He Changsheng thought of this, his face trembled violently. Not only did his two hundred spiritual powers feed the dog, but he also got a filthy thing in return.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt heartbroken.
Especially since he has such a huge hidden danger. Just because the village chief has no improper thoughts about him now doesn't mean he won't have any in the future.
The old man was full of bad intentions. Thinking of the rumors he had heard from Brother Song before, he was skeptical before. After all, the village chief looked quite serious on weekdays. Now it seemed that he had not wronged the other party at all.
She's even more adventurous than that sickly girl Qi Zhu!
This palm-sized Xiaohe Village is truly a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden. How could it have produced so many talented people?
Only Brother Song is as honest as ever...
He then thought of his aborted plan.
He Changsheng suddenly felt that everything became boring and life seemed to have lost its fun.
He wasn't even interested in looking at the rewards for this simulation.
[At the end of this simulation, you can choose one of the following rewards.]
【A useless clue.】
【Chen Li is proficient in the art of spiritual cultivation.】
[The 108 kinds of punishments of Luojia.]
He Changsheng: “…”
You yourself said it's useless, so what else is there to choose?
Then the next moment he noticed the third option, his face was surprisingly calm, and his heart was calm.
Oh...
So, these one hundred and eight kinds of punishments were all prepared for him?
He no longer wanted to say anything about Luo Jia, the black-hearted maid.
Then he thought of a wise saying: "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't deceive others..."
But for him, who never waits for revenge, this is simply unacceptable!
He wanted to punch both of their heads in the stomach right now...
Finally, He Changsheng turned to Chen Li's soul refining technique, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This... shouldn't be what he thought.
Can the dog system be so kind?
"The village chief is such a powerful man, the magical skills he has learned should be quite extraordinary, right?" He Changsheng couldn't help but show joy on his face, and even his previous gloom dissipated a lot.
The name of the art of refining the spirit is very cheap and sounds very low.
"It's better not to be picky, otherwise it would be like taking advantage of others..." He Changsheng made a choice quickly, and it was another epiphany as he felt the huge amount of memories in his mind.
As expected of a product of the village chief, the method of practicing this art of refining the soul is quite profound, much more obscure and difficult to understand than the Secret Book of Yin and Yang.
"Refine the soul and enhance the strength of the primordial spirit, hahaha... it's really a piece of cake to find it after searching for a long time!" He Changsheng couldn't help laughing wildly.
It's not that he was making a fuss, it's just that the surprise was so big that it felt unreal to him.
The dog system actually changed its nature?
This is quite wrong.
The divine consciousness that Chen Li planted in him was cultivated using the art of refining the soul. It is no exaggeration to say that no one now understands the art of refining the soul better than him. Even the village chief is only at the same level as him.
As long as the soul is strong enough, it can infinitely divide the divine consciousness. The effect of the divine consciousness is not as powerful as he imagined. It is not what he initially thought that even if he died, he could use the divine consciousness to resurrect.
This differentiated divine consciousness, in layman's terms, can be used as a coordinate. No matter where the divine consciousness is, the owner of the divine consciousness can sense its exact location.
He Changsheng was not disappointed. The differentiation of spiritual thoughts was not the real magic of the soul-refining technique, but just a means extended from it.
Originally, with his current level of cultivation, he was unable to sense the existence of the soul. According to the normal progress, he would have to reach this stage in the Nascent Soul stage. The stronger the soul, the smoother it would be to condense the soul in the Spirit Transformation stage.
However, these are not things he needs to consider. He does not have any bottlenecks and the system will move on its own.
This mastery of the art of refining the soul seemed quite useless to him, but fortunately it was exactly what he needed at the moment.
Without thinking any more, He Changsheng closed his eyes and felt his soul. This feeling was quite mysterious.
Soon, he sensed an aura that was incompatible with his own.
The divine consciousness that Chen Li planted in him was extremely weak. He Changsheng felt that he could easily remove it or annihilate it with just a thought.
In fact, the other party did not take him seriously. Otherwise, as long as the other party was willing, he could use his spiritual power to suppress his soul under his body. At that time, let alone separating it, it would be difficult for him to even get close to it.
"This hidden danger cannot be eliminated now, otherwise it will alert the village chief in an instant. If he notices it by then, he will come to our house, which will be troublesome." Thinking of this, He Changsheng seemed to be thinking about something. He couldn't crush the other party's consciousness to ashes, and he couldn't help but feel that it was a pity.
However, he certainly would not allow this damned divine thought to continue to act tyrannically. Knowing the art of refining the spirit very well, he had already thought of a way to resolve it.
"It can't be eliminated, but can't I transfer you?" He Changsheng showed a hint of joy.
He now knows all the wonderful uses of the art of refining the soul.
He didn't waste any time and quickly walked outside. He cast his gaze towards the white horse still lying in the yard. The joy on his face froze for a moment. It seemed that he had spoiled this steed...
It was originally like this...
m(=∩骏∩=)m
It's only been a few days and it's become... like this.
_(:Donkey」∠)_
However, now that stewing is impossible, Bai Ma has a more glorious mission.
The white horse sensed He Changsheng's approach, shook its ears, glanced up, and then continued to lie down.
He Changsheng: “…”
He Changsheng carefully separated Chen Li's spiritual consciousness. This thing was very fragile. If he used a little force, it would dissipate in an instant.
Under his steady control, Chen Li's spiritual consciousness soon became indistinguishable from the white horse.
He Changsheng finally showed a satisfied smile.
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