Campus Extreme Madman

Xi Menyu's thoughts in the thumb grave, saw a large piece of star-shaped photoelectricity, these are the soul information points, let's call the soul ion

Ximenyu easily separated many of the same soul ions. Finally, all the soul ions formed a humanoid light spot. Ximenyu looked at this humanoid composed of many light spots and said: "You are Pingyao Yao Mother! I don’t know if you can hear me!"

The figure-shaped soul actually shook his head.

Xi Menyu was shocked, his soul pieced together in this way was actually conscious.

It is not surprising that consciousness is the soul and soul is the consciousness, but the soul will die if there is no one as a carrier, and it will become a piece of soul ion, which is now pieced together by Ximenyu, using the space of the tomb of the thumb as the carrier , Naturally conscious and able to communicate.

However, with no ears and no mouth, Ximen Yu's aura flashed, directly covering his own spiritual power and using ideology to communicate.

At this time, Ximenyu immediately understood the thoughts of Ping Yaoyao's mother: "Where is this, who are you? Am I dead?"

Ximenyu consciousness exchanged: "Hello, my name is Ximenyu, here is a special tomb I have, only things like soul consciousness can be preserved here, and will never dissipate!"

Soul blinked lightly, a little blurry, her last memory was the moment of death, and then appeared here.

Ximenyu smiled and said: "I am a disciple of a magician. I just met your daughter Ping Yaoyao. Later, I suddenly imagined that I wanted to study an almost impossible fantasy medicine. So, I will take you as an experiment, I First collect your scattered soul ions, then load it here, combine your soul ions together, and then you will appear!"

"However, I can't collect all your scattered soul ions 100%, so you may still be missing 10% of your memory. But it doesn't matter, according to my speculation, only more than 60% The soul ions can be composed, and the missing ones can be slowly replenished through memories. It is like a person who has been hit by a strong impact and has amnesia. In fact, the principle is the same, and it will be slowly remembered later!"

"But your situation is not amnesia. The person who is amnesia is the soul consciousness still in the flesh. Your flesh has been severely damaged. A body without vitality cannot bear the soul. My research is whether it can damage you The physical body is restored by various methods, and finally your soul is reloaded into your physical body, and you will be resurrected!"

Ping Yaoyao's mother was pleasantly surprised.

Ximenyu said: "Don’t be too happy, this is just my fantasy. If I can succeed easily, I am a god. The success rate may not be one millionth. It’s because it’s almost fantasy, so I Didn’t let your daughter know that your body was secretly replaced at the funeral home, and your daughter’s husband took the fake ashes home and buried you!”

The light of the soul light immediately dimmed a lot.

Ximen Yudao: "Don't be too frustrated, at least there is one millionth of hope. At least my first step has succeeded in regrouping your soul! Of course, if you don't have my thumb grave baby, It’s impossible at all. Living people can’t even find soul ions, let alone combine them!”

Ximen Yu smiled. Although this thumb grave has no effect on the growth of strength, it is still a little useful.

For others, even the most powerful magician is absolutely impossible to resurrect the dead, because even the most basic soul cannot be seen, unless it is a god, but God does not need to be so complicated, just a single move to kill a dead person Resurrected.

Ximenyu is not a god, but is doing this research on the mysterious thumb grave.

(A few days ago, a reader said that the book was invalid when he saw it. It was too exaggerated and would only bring people out. I hope that Xiongtai can think about it again. Ximenyu is just researching, and his research is Based on the mysterious things like the thumb grave, it is not yet known whether it can succeed or not. It is not that Ximenyu resurrected the dead by his'mortal medicine', which is indeed too nonsense.)

"Thank you!" Soul Light spotted him to Ximen Yu.

"Oh, no!"

Soul light sent out a sad thought message: "Yaoyao, who has pityed me, just lost me and lost her father. Her father got cancer, and it was already late when I died."

Ximen Yudao: "You don't have to worry, I can even regroup your souls, not to mention a living cancer!"

The light of inspiration flashed, yes, the young man in front of him was a powerful person like a fairy, and even my scattered souls could be regrouped, not to mention the terminally ill in reality, he sent out thought messages excitedly: " Fairy Master, please, help my husband!"

"Oh, your husband has been treated by me a few days ago, and there is no danger to my life. I think that since then, their father and daughter will never endure any more pain, you can rest assured!"

"Fairy Master, thank you." Soul light spot knelt at Ximen Yu.

At this time, Ximenyu's ear heard a voice: "Passengers, the **** land will arrive soon, the plane is about to fall, please be prepared to disembark..."

Ximen Yudao: "Well, you will live here in the future!"

"thank you!"

Ximenyu glanced at the large scattered bits and pieces of scattered soul ions, which were collected at the funeral home and car accident site by Ping Yaoyao’s mother’s soul ions, and brought thousands of points around the time together, these thousands I don’t know how many people there are, but naturally they cannot be pieced together.

Ximen Uji disappeared in the thumb grave.

On the plane, Ximenyu opened his eyes as if he was awake.

"Sir, **** has arrived, the plane is about to land, please prepare for landing!" The stewardess walking next to him hurriedly told Ximen Yu that he had just fallen asleep and had not heard the broadcast.

"Well, understand!" Ximen Yu blinked at the stewardess. When the stewardess saw that Ximenyu was so handsome, she was already very fond of it. When Ximenyu blinked, she felt a bit hot.

Fortunately, Ximenyu was not interested in this flight attendant, otherwise chasing her must have come by hand. With Ximenyu's eyes, when he looked at the flight attendant's earlobe, he could see that the flight attendant had experienced several men.

The plane landed, and Ximenyu walked out of the airport. Many people outside came to pick up, and some of them also held a sign with the name of the person to be picked up.