Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 738 Ghost
"live!"

He Songling shouted softly, pursed his lips and blew out a stream of fairy air, causing these milky white stars to stop in mid-air and gradually form the shape of a person.

"what?"

"This is……"

Although the people present were basically the sect leaders, they had profound life cultivation and were extremely knowledgeable, and any one of them could be considered a great man in a certain way. Moreover, because they were sect leaders, they also controlled a vast amount of classics that ordinary people could not access, and their knowledge was also extremely broad.

But even so, even Zhang Tianshi and the head of Wudang, whose ancestors were immortals, had never seen such a scene, let alone heard of it.

Is it really possible to call back the soul of a person who has been dead for a day or two?
Facts speak louder than words. The human-shaped white mist gathered by the white light spots floated and gradually began to show limbs and facial features. This scene was just like when Zuo Ruotong achieved the third level in the Trinity Gate with the help of the divine spirit.

The facial features on the smoke first looked like engravings, rigid and dull, but then gradually became lively.

"what……"

Hu Haiwang's soul in mid-air first cried out in pain, and then was horrified to find that he was actually floating in mid-air. He raised his hands in horror and looked at his body, which was no longer flesh and blood, and then looked down. There were dense crowds of people. He turned his head again.

"Hey, Uncle Si, why are you flying up here too?"

"..."

Hu Tu was reciting Hu Haiwang's plan in his mind, but because He Songling had restrained him so tightly, he couldn't even blink, let alone speak. He could only float in the air like a specimen.

Perhaps because he saw the murderer who killed him, the soul of Hu Haiwang's memories of his life finally began to resurface.

"I remember now, Hutu, you inhuman dog, you killed your own family just to gain fame! I'm going to kill you!"

Hu Haiwang, who had just woken up and was not yet fully conscious, immediately assumed a breaststroke posture, trying to fly to Hu Tu and kill the culprit who had murdered him.

However, he was horrified to find that his body did not seem to be controlled by his mind like when he was alive. As soon as he moved, his mind left and his body stayed where it was. The result was that his body was separated.

It was like a ball of slightly sticky liquid that was about to separate after the collision. The contradiction between his consciousness and body only lasted for a short while before starting to separate. As his consciousness and body separated, his "body" once again degenerated into a ball of white mist, and the shapes of his limbs and facial features began to become chaotic again.

The extremities of the limbs further away even showed a tendency to transform back into the light spots that He Songling had summoned from his corpse and dissipate.

"Don't move." He Songling flipped his hand, and the invisible wave imprisoned Hu Haiwang, forcibly compressing his separated spiritual body into a human form. Hu Haiwang was now completely awake, and did not dare to act rashly. He looked down carefully and found that there were many people he had seen before standing below, all of whom were big figures in the alien circle, all of whom were sect leaders and deputy sect leaders.

And the young man who had just spoken to him was so handsome, and was surrounded by stars. When he thought about the incredible changes in himself, and the distant uncle who was flying beside him like a specimen, obviously very angry but unable to do anything, even with the incomplete thinking of a soul body, the identity of this man was obvious.

"Are you He Songling, the head of the He clan? You saved me?"

"No hope." He Songling waved his hands. "The dead cannot be saved. But letting you know a little bit of the final truth and the trend of future developments can also make my fellow apprentice brother go with peace of mind."

"Is that so..." Hu Haiwang seemed a little disappointed, but not too disappointed after all. He nodded and bowed to He Songling in mid-air: "Then please give me your instructions, Mr. He."

He Songling then told him what had just happened, how Hu Tu brought Hu Haiwang's body here, how he tried to tie the fight against the Thirty-Six Bandits to the interests of the country, how he lied to gain fame, how he later put the blame on him and ended up in the current situation, as well as the final decision on how to deal with the Thirty-Six Bandits.

"I see." Hu Haiwang let out a long sigh, "Thank you so much. If that's the case, I can leave with peace of mind."

"It's okay if you don't want to leave." He Songling's words shocked the audience again. You still say you can't resurrect the dead?
You don't even want to act!
"That's not the case. You really overestimate the ability of the gods."

He Songling knew very well what other people would think of his words, and he also wanted to explain it to Hu Haiwang.

"You are indeed dead, and have been dead for more than two days. You are now just a spirit, not the living 'primordial spirit' or the 'sex' of life as we call it, but something called a 'ghost'.

This is a method used by Western magicians. When they die, their magicians can intentionally or unintentionally choose to leave behind some of their obsessions and memories, turning them into this kind of "ghost". Flamel College, a magic school in the UK, has such a ghost professor who teaches classes. "

"The methods of Western magicians?"

Everyone was amazed. Over the years, He Songling's trips to Europe and the United States and Lao Zhong have greatly promoted the exchanges and discussions between the Eastern and Western people, and even played an absolute role. Many people have also experienced the magic of Western magic, and Western magicians headed by the Jade Society have also witnessed the power of Eastern people.

However, after so many years of interaction, even many of Lao Zhong's aliens have learned the complete magic system of the Western apprentice stage. They think they have a lot of knowledge about magic, which is nothing more than different forms of expression and application of Qi. However, they did not expect that they could even have the means to resurrect the dead.

"I'll say it again. This is not resurrection of the dead. Hu Haiwang, you are not in the state of a living person, nor are you in the state of a so-called 'full nature', nor are you in the state of a spirit leaving your body. All you have left are some obsessions and memories from the past."

He Songling seemed to be able to see everyone's thoughts and emphasized: "You are completely stuck in the state before death. After that, you no longer have the ability to think logically, and no longer have the ability to accept new consciousness. You only retain the memory of the moment of death.

This is not really dying, but it is not really living either. Many Western magicians with dignity and courage choose to continue on the path of "death", considering this half-dead state as a shame. What you choose is entirely up to you. "

(End of this chapter)