47 Another Division Stream of Consciousness

While Wei Gaoyuan made his Internal Qi running fast around his body to resist the pain of the injury, he just heard the words of "my Universe in Bag." His body trembling because of violent pain from his chest, he found a faint figure was "standing" in front of him.

"Errrr…"

When seeing the appearance of the figure, Wei Gaoyuan held his breath instantly and widened his eyes: That old senior! Lie Qianshan, who'd got a brief communication with him in his own Sea of Consciousness!

"Hahaha…a division stream of consciousness from a Taoism Follower~ What an enormous dish!! Tonic! Tonic!! " a harsh laugh came from behind.

The shadow of Lie Qianshan frowned. He turned, and said in an unexpected tone, "It's you? Five Yinzi? I just didn't think you could return from the dead."

"Lie Qianshan?!!!" exclaimed the "corpse" in the coffin, and a strong wind blowing in the dim room.

Lie Qianshan and the "corpse" in the coffin knew each other? Lie Qianshan was a senior who might live thousands of years ago. Was the living dead in this coffin also a thousand- -year-old monster?

Anyway, it seemed that all of them wouldn't join the Yin Slave since the ancient "corpse" named Five Yinzi looked afraid of Lie Qianshan, even if it was just a shadow.

Lie Qianshan shook his hand, and a long sword appeared suddenly in front of Wei Gaoyuan's chest, which was just the one floating in the Universe in Bag!

The sword was quivering in the sheath, whistling and flying towards Lie Qianshan.

Lie Qianshan grabbed the hilt of the sword as it was coming out of the sheath, and with a sound of sword singing, a chill was slicing through the air and pressing towards Five Yinzi!

"Are you sure you can swallow me?" Lie Qianshan pointed his sword at Five Yinzi.

"That sword…Fall of Maple Leaf!!!" Five Yinzi exclaimed again, a pair of empty ashen eyes bursting with scarlet flames.

The wind in the room was raging, icier and fiercer. Before Qianshan shot his sword, the lid of the coffin was slammed down from the ground. Meanwhile, a large number of bright runes, lines, and scarlet halo floated and was spinning around the coffin! Every space of the room was filled with weird and dead atmosphere.

"Oh? You're gonna seal yourself up?" Lie Qianshan said coldly, staring at the runes around the coffin.

"Too late, I'd sealed myself by Seal of Mystery Blood. Even a man at the stage of Heavenly Judgement can hardly break it. Old monster Lie, wanna ruin my soul and body? No way!! Haha…"

" Humph! You've cultivated so long in evil methods, and acted too many evils, you're destined to suffer final judgment by Tao!" Lie Qianshan said with a snort. "Even if I can't kick you to hell, there must be someone do it in the name of Tao in the future!"

"Judgement by Tao? Haha…" Five Yinzi burst into laughter, as if he'd heard the most ridiculous thing ever in the world." Where is your home now? Where is your family now? Did the eight sects get the judgement by Tao? My final judgement? Huh?"

Lie Qianshan was silent, sunk in a short memory.

When he reached the stage of Heavenly Judgement, he broke into the eight sects alone, one by one, and killed a large number of powerful beings of them. However, his crazy revenge didn't pull the eight sects out by the roots, just as Five Yinzi said, none of the eight giant trees had fallen in the world of Taoism Followers during that time.

Thousands of years had passed. He didn't know the current status of the eight sects, and even if all of them had fade away in the history, should it be attributed to judgement of Tao?

In that miserable memories, the surviving members of Magin Religion fled around after the ruin of Magin Island, and later they were hunted down cruelly by different forces, relevant, and irrelevant, such as Five Yinzi.

When Lie Qianshan returned for his revenge, Five Yinzi had been quite well-known in the realm of Unorthodoxers. Although he was found and killed by Lie Qianshan then, somehow a faint of his soul remained, completely beyond Lie Qianshan's expectation, and in some evil cultivation method he'd just sustained his life until now, alive for thousands of years.

…

The coffin looked surrounded by a cocoon of runes. Instead of attacking it, Lie Qianshan waved his hand, Fall of Maple Leaf flew over and stabbed Old Qiao in his heart, extinguishing the last honorable flame of Yin Slaves.

There remained no wind, no voice in the room. Only a faint light made of unknown material on the stone wall was still alive.

Lie Qianshan looked at the coffin with a snort and then turned his attention back to Wei Gaoyuan. Observing the boy for a while, he said with doubts, "You seem to reach…Err…just the stage of Building Base… How did you open my Universe in Bag?"

"Senior Lie ... I ... don't ... know ... how ... opened ..." Wei Gaoyuan replied very hard because each word would increase the pain in his chest.

Lie Qianshan stared at him for a moment before he concluded, "I see… Boy, you must have launched Essence-blood-refining to open it, all by accident… "

"Uh?" Wei Gaoyuan got a shock, followed by a sharp pain.

Essence-blood-refining? Are you serious? Who could tell me how to refine it by Essence-blood-refining? In my essence-blood? He thought, and soon remembered, according to the books in the library of outer section, that Essence-blood-refining was just an deadly evil method of refining arts! My God!

Lie Qianshan looked concerned little about it, however, a ghost of regret on his face even. He said, "You might be the first I've ever heard to open a Universe in Bag by Essence-blood-refining… Boy, it's just a sort of storage talisman, without any combat power at all…"

"Well..." Wei Gaoyuan relieved. Lie Qianshan seemed not to oppose such an evil refining method.

He asked carefully, "Senior... the sacrifice of... my blood… the bag won't ... hurt… swallow me?"

"Essence-blood-refining does have the risk of swallow its master," Lie Qianshan said. "Thus, we must derive a stream of consciousness, from your Sea of Consciousness, to forcibly sign the 'master-slave' contract with it as soon as its talisman-spirit is generated; from then, your stream of consciousness merges into his talisman-spirit, so, he won't hurt you forever; furthermore, you can 'talk' to him ..."

"Incredible..." Wei Gaoyuan searched it in his memory, "how is it different... from Soul-refining?"

" Soul-refining?" Lie Qianshan was kind of surprised, shaking his head. "I've never heard of that refining method."

What Lie Qianshan explained seemed different from what it was in the books. Wei Gaoyuan felt there might be something wrong with it. Something might have changed in the world of Taoism Followers during the past thousands of years?

Lie Qianshan continued, "You look about 15 or 16 years old, but you're just too weak to let the Universe in Bag out to anyone, otherwise you might be in great danger," while speaking, he looked over Liu Xingfei and Qiu Mengqin, still in a coma.

Wei Gaoyuan got startled and said quickly, "Senior! They are my brother ... sister ...don't…" he coughed violently.

"Okay," Lie Qianshan said. "Your companions… just let them sleep for a while, and you also need a breathing adjustment right now. My division stream of consciousness won't exist for long after leaving Enerstone, I have to quickly make a few things clear…"

While Wei Gaoyuan seized the time to make a breathing adjustment after a simple self-treatment, Lie Qianshan was observing him and muttered, "Good aptitude indeed… too weak though, a lazy boy…"

Surely, Wei Gaoyuan didn't hear it, or his wound must expand. He focused on adjusting his breathing until he felt not so painful in his chest. He opened his eyes and said, "Sorry to keep senior waiting. I feel better now."

Lie Qianshan nodded, "Keep what happened to you tonight in secret, it's not bad for you."

"I will," Wei Gaoyuan responded carefully. He knew it. An ordinary with an extraordinary treasure died early.

"How old are you?" Lie Qianshan asked.

Wei Gaoyuan didn't expect he could ask it, but still answered honestly, "I'm 16 years old."

"16 years old, as a Sword Taoist, below Building Base… that's really unreasonable," Lie Qianshan's expression and tone were extremely serious. Then he added, "Two secret scrolls I've left in the Universe in Bag, SONGS OF MAGIN and CHASING WIND SWORD. You can learn it, and do not be that idle as before, or else, you will regret it."

Building Base? Idle? Sword Taoist? Me??

Filled with a dozen of question marks in mind, Wei Gaoyuan said in a low voice,

"Senior, I'm…I'm a martial artist, truly, and for four years since I chose the road of Martial Arts, I swear I've never stopped running on the road, day and night…"

"What? You're a martial artist?" Lie Qianshan showed surprise, shook his head and said to himself,"impossible! I've been observing your efficient breathing method, a smooth breathing-in and a dirty breathing-out. You must have an excellent spiritual root…why did you choose to be a martial artist?"

Excellent spiritual root? My fake spiritual root?

Wei Gaoyuan's eyes and mouth were wide open.