Junior sister, I really need to control you

"No! Junior sister, where did your soul go? How come you only have two souls and seven spirits?"

He disregarded everything else and quickly placed his hand on Mu Xiaoyu's forehead, using his divine sense to cover her body while carefully sensing her.

Then his expression suddenly turned serious.

That's right, it has no life soul.

This was simply the most illogical thing Li Yinsheng had ever seen.

It is not uncommon for people to have incomplete souls or spirits. A missing spirit can lead to mental instability, and a missing soul can lead to a coma. These are all quite normal.

But no matter what kind of spirit or soul a person lacks, they can never lack the life soul!

Among the three souls and seven spirits, the seven spirits respectively govern joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire. However, the interpretations of what the heavenly soul and earthly soul govern vary among Taoist and Buddhist schools, and even among different sects, with no unified view.

But one thing is certain: the life soul is the core of a person's reincarnation, the most important of the three souls and seven spirits, and represents a person's self.

Some cultivators even believe that only the life soul is the true self, the "true spirit," and everything else is an external thing to maintain the normal existence and operation of the life soul.

While this statement is extreme, it is enough to demonstrate the importance of the soul.

No matter which part of the soul or spirit a person lacks, they can never lack the vital soul, because without the vital soul, they are not a person, but a corpse.

Just like someone losing a hand, someone losing a bridge, someone missing an arm, or someone missing a leg, these are all disabilities. Although they are incomplete, the person is still alive.

But now, if someone loses their head, what kind of disability is that?

But now, this bizarre situation is unfolding right before his eyes.

Of the three souls and seven spirits, the life soul is the most difficult to detect. A single life soul is almost impossible to perceive, so he naturally never paid attention to this point.

But now that her junior sister's soul has been condensed, without the life soul as its backbone, her two souls and seven spirits have nowhere to gather and are running around in her body without finding a way to settle.

Faced with this situation, even though Li Yinsheng was a True Man by imperial decree, he couldn't think of a solution for the time being.

He could figure out a way to deal with the missing one of the two souls and seven spirits, but how could he figure out a way to deal with the missing life soul?

Just as he was having a terrible headache, Mu Xiaoyu's Qiankun bag at her waist trembled slightly, and a beam of dark light flew out and hovered above her head.

"Mystic Crystal Mirror?" Li Yinsheng was taken aback.

The Mystic Crystal Mirror unleashed an invisible suction force, enveloping Mu Xiaoyu.

The two souls and seven spirits, which were originally chaotic and whose destinations were unknown, suddenly returned to their nests like swallows, gathering in the ignorant and unenlightened sea of ​​consciousness.

Then the Xuanjing Mirror transformed into a streak of dark light once more, drilling into Mu Xiaoyu's brow and appearing in her sea of ​​consciousness, absorbing her two souls and seven spirits.

Or rather, it was the two souls and seven spirits that actively entered the Xuanjing Mirror, accommodating its absorption.

Li Yinsheng also sent a wisp of his divine consciousness into Mu Xiaoyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Thanks to her complete openness to her senior, Li Yinsheng was admitted smoothly.

Then he watched as the Xuanjing Mirror, after swallowing two souls and seven spirits, "spit out" a completely solidified soul in just a moment.

Compared to the soul of a normal human being, this soul seems to be even more stable.

Moreover, in terms of soul strength alone, it has far surpassed that of ordinary True Persons, and is even very close to that of Great True Persons.

But even after Li Yinsheng brought his divine sense closer and repeatedly sensed the body, he still found no life soul.

It was as if some hollow thing had replaced the function of the life soul. Although it seemed to be non-existent, it was able to gather the other two souls and seven spirits together.

Mu Xiaoyu's soul eyelids trembled, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, her ignorant sea of ​​consciousness suddenly opened up, and the surroundings became clear.

"Senior brother? Did you come into my sea of ​​consciousness to congratulate me on breaking through to the True Person realm?" She looked at Li Yinsheng with some doubt.

Li Yinsheng, without even offering his congratulations, quickly asked, "Junior Sister, do you feel uncomfortable or anything strange?"

She shifted her shoulders somewhat awkwardly: "Senior brother, your consciousness is in my sea of ​​consciousness, I find that very strange."

Li Yinsheng was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "I'm not talking about that kind of strangeness. I'm asking you if you've ever had a strange feeling of emptiness, or a feeling that a piece of your soul is missing?"

"It seems not, I think it's normal, why are you asking this, senior brother?" Mu Xiaoyu asked with a puzzled look.

Suddenly, she looked at the Xuanjing Mirror that was quietly floating to the side.

"Wow, the Mystic Crystal Mirror is here too. Is it because I broke through to the True Person realm that it recognized me as its master?" She waved her hand, and the Mystic Crystal Mirror fell into her palm.

"But aren't magic treasures supposed to appear in the dantian? How come you're in my sea of ​​consciousness?"

She flicked her finger at the crystal mirror, but received no response.

"I almost forgot, little mirror, you have no spirit, you can't answer me, what a pity..."

Is there no spirituality?

Thinking about what had just happened, Li Yinsheng could no longer agree with that statement.

If the Mystic Crystal Mirror hadn't suddenly displayed such an incredible ability, who knows what would have happened to my junior sister.

Perhaps the remaining two souls and seven spirits will be unable to reunite because they lack a master soul, and will eventually be scattered.

Li Yinsheng was still very worried. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Junior sister, please continue to relax your mind and spirit. I will enter with my soul to examine you."

"A soul coming in?" Mu Xiaoyu blinked. "Is it because I just opened my sea of ​​consciousness, and my senior brother is coming to visit?"

Judging from her bewildered expression, she seemed unaware of what had just happened.

Li Yinsheng didn't plan to tell her about this right now. He simply instructed her to open her sea of ​​consciousness and then send his own soul over.

"Wow! Senior Brother's soul is so beautiful!" Mu Xiaoyu exclaimed, her eyes wide.

Unlike her own soul, which was exactly the same as her own, Li Yinsheng's soul, although it also looked exactly the same, was dressed in a white robe as bright as the moon, and was enveloped in a cool and holy silver glow.

Li Yinsheng wasn't in the mood for jokes, so he flew straight to her and reached out to take her small hand.

"Junior sister, don't be afraid, let me check you out..."

The moment the two hands, one large and one small, clasped together, Li Yinsheng and Mu Xiaoyu's souls froze simultaneously.

An indescribable feeling spread from the point where Li Yinsheng and Mu Xiaoyu's souls collided.

Chapter 208 Divine Communication, Empress Xuanmian

In Mu Xiaoyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

The two souls embraced tightly.

Mu Xiaoyu was held in Li Yinsheng's arms, her chin resting on his shoulder, her eyes filled with a dazed and confused look.

The moment their hands touched, an indescribable, wondrous feeling swept over her soul.

Her soul was already as light as smoke, and at this moment she felt as if she were floating on clouds, as if she were being enveloped and lifted up by a gentle sea of ​​clouds from all directions.

But her mind did not become clouded; on the contrary, it became clearer and more lucid than ever before.

From her and Li Yinsheng, the light of their divine souls surged, then solidified into strands of light, each strand perfectly aligned with the others.

Mu Xiaoyu could clearly feel that as the light threads formed from these divine souls merged, her own soul was growing stronger at a very obvious speed.

However, although she was able to maintain the fusion of her soul and spirit at this moment, she had no mind to think about anything else.

That profound sense of comfort made her want to think about nothing but maintaining the fusion of her soul and spirit; her consciousness was a pure white.

Li Yinsheng, who was holding her in his arms, felt a similar way, but given his current state of mind, this improvement was extremely slight.

However, he had no mind to care about this matter anymore. As his mind gradually merged with his junior sister's, a scene suddenly appeared in his pure white consciousness.

Li Yinsheng looked up and saw that he was surrounded by a magnificent palace that was beyond description.

The palace appears to be constructed entirely of crystal, with dark red curtains hanging down and bronze palace lanterns standing tall, their lights dim, like stars obscured by thin clouds at night.

He looked around the palace and saw only towering curtains and giant pillars, but no walls or dome.

Directly in front of him stood a figure dressed in a black imperial robe and wearing a crown.

This figure was very tall; including the crown, he was as tall as Li Yinsheng.

Although her face was obscured by the twelve hanging tassels, judging from her figure and exposed hands, she was undoubtedly a woman.

Li Yinsheng was certain that he was still in a state of soul contact with his junior sister, but everything in front of him was so real that it didn't seem like an illusion.

The empress, dressed in a black crown, stood quietly before Li Yinsheng, without making the slightest movement, and seemingly without any change in her breath.

Li Yinsheng wanted to get closer to her, but found that no matter which way he walked, the distance between them did not change at all, as if the distance had been infinitely stretched.

He tried to speak, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Or rather, in this place that doesn't actually exist, there is no concept of "speaking".

There is no distinction between concepts such as "flying", "running" and "walking". No matter how he thinks he is moving, he always walks in the same way.

Left with no other choice, Li Yinsheng could only continue "walking" toward the empress.

In his own estimation, perhaps ten years had passed, and he finally realized that he seemed to have taken a step closer to the Empress.

"Does it work?" The thought lingered in his mind as he continued walking forward.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years...

One hundred years, two hundred years, three hundred years...

Having experienced more than a thousand years, Li Yinsheng no longer cared how long he had traveled; he simply moved silently closer to the Empress.

After countless years, he finally stood before the empress.

She remained unresponsive, standing dignified and solemn, her hands clasped in front of her, revealing the backs of her jade-like hands.

As he got closer, Li Yinsheng noticed that her imperial robes and crown were extremely simple and unadorned, even compared to those of ordinary emperors.

But the authority she exuded was something Li Yinsheng had never seen before.

Just by standing in front of her, Li Yinsheng could feel her overwhelming majesty, as if she could suppress all the world.

It was as if he were floating above a boundless sea, with the sea beneath his feet and the sky above him, and his figure filled the space between the sea and sky, looking down at him.

After a moment of confusion, Li Yinsheng let out a soft breath, and as if possessed, raised his hand and gently lifted the empress's crown.

Logically speaking, this was an extremely irrational move, but he felt no tension whatsoever, as if it were natural and he already knew there would be no danger.

He slowly peeled back the twelve strings of tassels with his fingertips, as gently as a breeze blowing through willow branches, revealing the Empress's face.

There was no surprise in Li Yinsheng's eyes, only a hint of "I knew it" flashed across them.