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It was the first time that Luo Yiyi realized that soul searching could make people feel so uncomfortable.

Every cultivator has his own small world within his body, and will subconsciously reject external forces.

Therefore, when Moro's spiritual power entered her body, even such a gentle and harmless spiritual power caused all the power in her body to protest severely, and she even wanted to blast out this foreign force.

But how could she resist Moro's power? The natural outcome was that she was forced back step by step. The grievance conveyed in her spiritual power also affected Luo Yiyi's mood, which was reflected in reality as she frowned because of discomfort.

On the Tianyan Sect side, in the Tianyan Sect team, Ding Yurou asked Nangong Xue worriedly.

"Xiaoxue, is Yiyi okay? She looks like she is in great pain."

"How can she be fine? The soul-searching method itself is to forcibly invade the sea of ​​consciousness with external force. The shock caused by the internal and external stalemate will definitely cause harm to the person. She must be very uncomfortable now."

Ding Yurou tangled her fingers tightly together and sighed heavily.

"Fortunately, neither you nor my master came this time. Otherwise, with their precious Yiyi's attitude, wouldn't they have directly started a war with the Xuannv Sect?"

"I'm afraid that the Sect Master knew this would happen, so he only allowed Master Jingfeng to come. After all, he has always been the good guy in front of Yiyi."

Unexpectedly, Cao Jun came over secretly.

"Don't mention it. From what I can see, Master is about to explode with rage."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yurou and Nangong Xue could not help but look at Jing Yuhui's face, but no matter how they looked at it, they could not see a trace of anger or even irritation on his calm face.

They looked at Cao Jun with suspicion, but Cao Jun shook his head.

"Don't just look at the Master's smile, you should look at his eyes."

Upon hearing this, the two of them looked into Jing Yuhui's eyes, but the next second they both shuddered and hurriedly lowered their gazes.

Seeing this, Cao Jun showed an expression of "as expected".

"Right? Do you find it scary? This is the first time that my master's eyes are so cold. In the past, he has never been so cold even when he was angry."

After calming down her fear, Ding Yurou sighed, "If it weren't for what you said, we really wouldn't have been able to tell."

Nangong Xue also sighed: "I always thought that Master Jing was the most carefree person among all the masters. I didn't expect that he would get angry because his people were bullied by outsiders?"

Cao Jun nodded: "Not only is he angry, he is also very petty. If he accidentally hears someone saying bad things about him behind his back, he will not let it go until the person who said it is in trouble. From now on..."

Halfway through his words, he felt someone poking his arm desperately. He looked at Ding Yurou in confusion at first, and then his back suddenly felt cold at her gaze.

Then he turned his head slowly and stiffly, facing Jing Yuhui's cold smile with tears in his eyes.

“Master, Master, Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, ahhhh!”

Unfortunately, no matter how wildly he shouted in his heart, Jing Yuhui gave him a look that said "take care of yourself" and then looked away.

Cao Jun looked at Ding Yurou and Nangong Xue sadly, wanting to seek some advice from them, but he only received apologetic and helpless sympathetic looks from them.

Finally, a tear of regret slowly rolled down from the corner of his eye.

Another person who was feeling uncomfortable at the scene was Moro.

The simple act of precisely controlling the flow of spiritual energy requires a tremendous amount of mental effort, not to mention how difficult it is to enter a person's sea of ​​consciousness. The resistance encountered increases by hundreds or even thousands as one goes deeper.

As the investigation deepened, beads of sweat appeared on Moro's forehead, which quickly slid down and dripped onto the robe on which he sat cross-legged.

But soon, Moro calmed down, and the expression on his face was as if he was asleep. Even his breathing became slow and gentle. Only the fingers pressing against Luo Yiyi's eyebrows remained straight.

On the Taiyi Sect side, Su Qiaoqiao couldn't help but ask Li Lin softly.

"Brother Li, what's going on now? Why does Master Moro seem to be asleep?"

"This proves that Master Moro has already penetrated deeply into Luo Yiyi's sea of ​​consciousness. This is the most critical moment for the soul-searching method. Both sides cannot afford the slightest mistake."

Su Qiaoqiao nodded and whispered, "Don't let this end..."

"What did you say, little junior sister?"

"No, it's nothing!"

On the opposite side of the Xuannv Sect, Su Xi approached Liu Yunyao as if he had sensed something.

"Master?"

"Order all disciples to be ready. Once the soul search is complete, capture that yellow-haired girl. If she resists, kill her immediately!"

"But what if Fellow Daoist Luo is innocent?"

Liu Yunyao turned her head and gave her a cold look.

After receiving the warning, Su Xi bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "My disciple is wrong, I will obey the master's order!"

Looking at his most proud and beloved disciple, Liu Yunyao's cold expression softened slightly.

"Xi'er, don't let me down."

"Yes!"

Where Liu Yunyao couldn't see, Su Xi's eyes were full of complexity.

On one side is King Xiaoyao.

Si Yu approached Jing Yaoxi from behind, his expression full of nervousness.

"Uncle Wang, if Luo Yiyi really..."

A slender, bony finger gently pressed against Si Yu's lips, stopping her from finishing her words.

Jing Yaoxi said softly without even turning his head: "Si Yu, be careful with your words!"

Si Yu hurriedly glanced at the others, then shut her mouth tightly. She suddenly realized that in front of these big men in the cultivation world, she was like a newborn baby, and even the smallest movement would be captured by them.

While everyone at the scene was thinking about their own things, Moro had already entered the depths of Luo Yiyi's consciousness, and saw some incredible scenes completely out of his control.

Those images were like small worlds one after another, and in different small worlds there were people of all kinds. Some of them wore clothes similar to his, while some wore strange clothes that he had never seen before.

Not to mention the strange objects that appeared in many worlds, such as a large iron sheet that could fly in the sky and carry many people, which was unknown what kind of flying magic weapon it was. There were also magic weapons that ran on the ground, some large and some small, and could control the direction at will with the help of a round object.

Just as he was looking at these fragmented images in amazement, a picture appeared right in front of him.

The scene was taken on a beach. A woman in a bikini was running over. The thin clothing frightened Moro so much that he quickly closed his eyes and silently recited scriptures in his heart.

He was forced to open his eyes only when he heard the woman's struggle. At this moment, the heroine was struggling desperately in the hero's arms. It was obvious that the two had just had a conflict.

But Moro obviously didn't know about this kind of plot. He just thought that the heroine was persecuted by the hero and wanted to help but couldn't intervene.

As a result, the next second, the hero and heroine suddenly hugged each other and looked at each other affectionately, and then they began to kiss passionately.

At this second, Moro felt that his three views were severely impacted!

His eyes widened, and for a moment he entered into a transcendent state that existed in both philosophy and Buddhism, namely, "Who am I, where am I, and what should I do?"

If this picture made him fall into a certain state, then the next picture of a woman kissing an orangutan completely shattered his inner world.

"King Kong?"