Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng's heart gradually sank.

He thought of the voice that talked to him in the illusion last night.

That must be the original owner's voice.

Memories cannot speak, which means that the original owner's soul is most likely in the sea of ​​​​mind.

Once it is released, the consequences are unpredictable.

Perhaps the soul of one of them will be trapped in the sea of ​​spirit and soul like the master's soul, and then slowly dissipate.

This is the best outcome.

The most likely scenario is that Ye Feng and the original owner's soul fought to the death for this body.

Ye Feng would not allow the original owner's soul to exist, and the original owner would not allow his body to be occupied by the soul of an outsider.

The final result is either Ye Feng's soul is shattered, or the original owner's soul is shattered.

Ye Feng wanted to ask Qiu Changlin how to open the sea of ​​​​mind, or to ask for help to open the sea of ​​​​mind himself.

But he couldn't say it.

Because he couldn't bear the consequences of releasing the original owner's soul.

Although it is immoral to occupy someone else's body, Ye Feng really cannot give up this body.

Seeing that Ye Feng remained silent for a long time, Qiu Changlin and Wen Lianggong also stopped talking.

They all noticed that Ye Feng seemed to be worried about something.

After a long time, Ye Feng slowly raised his head and said, "Teachers, is it only Confucian monks who can open the sea of ​​​​mind, or can other powers also open it?"

Qiu Changlin thought for a moment and said, "Theoretically, the power of non-Confucian systems can be forcibly opened under certain conditions or circumstances.

The sea of ​​​​mind, like the three souls and seven spirits, is innate to human beings. The reason why you cannot feel the sea of ​​​​mind is because you have not practiced special spiritual techniques, and the vortex of the sea of ​​​​mind is hidden.

But the vortex is always there, and many things, including the most profound memories of mankind, the people or things that are most difficult to let go, will be stored in the sea of ​​your soul."

Ye Feng asked: "Teacher, what do you mean by specific conditions and specific environment?"

Qiu Changlin said, "It's hard to say for sure. It could be a mind-based spell attack, or a soul-based spell attack. Both are possible. Because the mind is connected to the soul, such attacks can temporarily break through the mind vortex."

Ye Feng understood completely at this moment.

The original owner died from the deadly Soul-Breaking Poison.

Soul-Breaking Sorrow is a highly toxic poison that specifically affects the soul.

Those who died from poisoning did not show any signs of poisoning on their bodies.

When the original owner was poisoned by the Soul-Breaking Poison, the soul poison must have briefly broken through the sea of ​​​​mind, and accidentally, the original owner's memory and soul were sucked in.

And the reason why he could hear the original owner's voice last night was because he was trapped in the Buddha's finger illusion sound.

This is a Buddhist practice. Although Buddhism does not focus much on cultivating the mind, many of its supernatural powers are still aimed at the mind.

The current situation is not friendly to Ye Feng.

Even if you don't open the sea of ​​your mind, you can't guarantee that there will be no external force that accidentally opens your spiritual vortex.

Even the soul of the original owner trapped in the sea of ​​​​mind may rush out on its own.

Now there is a bomb hanging over Ye Feng’s head that may explode at any time, no, it should be an atomic bomb.

A strong feeling of uneasiness spread throughout my body.

Qiu Changlin and Wen Lianggong saw that Ye Feng's face suddenly turned pale, and both of them frowned slightly.

Old Man Wen said: "Ye Feng, your sea of ​​​​heart..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Feng said, "I... there's nothing wrong with my sea of ​​​​mind. I'm just asking out of curiosity tonight. Let's not talk about this anymore. Teacher Qiu, how are you studying the Haoran Tianyun Jue that I gave you the night before last? Have you translated it into vernacular? I'm still quite curious about how powerful the Haoran Tianyun Jue, which has been lost for thousands of years in Confucianism, is..."

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

Dean Qiu had a strange look on his face and started coughing rapidly.

Ye Feng reacted and immediately shut up.

It turns out that the old man didn’t tell Wen Lianggong about the Haoran Tianyun Jue!

This guy wants to keep this supreme Confucian practice method to himself.

Wen Lianggong was not stupid. He turned around and looked at Dean Qiu who had a strange look on his face.

"Haoran Tianyun Jue? Old Qiu, what's going on?"

Qiu Changlin was a little embarrassed.

He said, "This, that...it's getting late, and I'm tired. I'm going to rest first."

"Don't go, old man. I heard it clearly just now. My good disciple Ye Feng gave me a Haoran Tianyun Sutra the night before. It's the one that Confucianism has lost for thousands of years... It should be that one, right?"

"Not sure, not sure... That Haoran Tianyun Jue has been lost for tens of thousands of years. No one has ever seen it. I'm studying it, studying it..."

Wen Lianggong stood up and said, "Don't give me that. With your knowledge, you can tell at a glance whether it's Haoran Tianyun Jue or not. What's going on?"

Qiu Changlin knew that this matter could not be concealed, so he said, "Ye Feng copied a Confucian cultivation formula in their Yunhai Sect library. Since the Confucian cultivation system is different from Taoism, Ye Feng couldn't understand it, so he gave it to me to study... I really can't be sure if it is the Haoran Tianyun Formula, it's just... it's a little similar, yes, a little similar."

Wen Lianggong took a step forward, and his old body suddenly burst out with the agility of a young man.

He stepped over the low table in front of Qiu Changlin and grabbed Qiu Changlin's collar.

He shouted excitedly, "You old bastard, you obtained the Haoran Tianyun Jue and secretly hid it to practice it yourself! Selfish! Shameless! Despicable!

Are you trying to secretly become a saint? If you have such selfish intentions, you'll never achieve sainthood in your lifetime!

Quick, take out that mental method, let's study it together and become saints together. Don't show it to those four guys, or they will be fed up with it!"

Qiu Changlin said angrily, "Your selfishness is no less than mine. You can never become a saint! Let go, let go. I was planning to find an opportunity to share this with you in a few days."

After Wen Lianggong let go of his hand, Qiu Changlin waved his fingers lightly, and suddenly a white light flashed in front of him.

More than a dozen pages of paper flew out in the white light.

It is covered with words written in a flamboyant style.

It wasn't Ye Feng's ugly, crawling handwriting. It should be that Qiu Changlin copied it himself.

Wen Lianggong quickly grabbed the papers and began to read.

Ye Feng stared at it blankly, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Qiu Changlin said, "Ye Feng, this formula is quite profound. I'll study it with Old Wen first, and then I'll help you decipher it in a few days."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Okay then, you guys get busy, I'll leave first."

Ye Feng gained a lot tonight.

However, I became even more worried.

The soul of the original owner was sealed in the sea of ​​​​mind, and he had no intention of staying here any longer. He just wanted to be alone and think carefully about how to deal with this matter next.