Chapter 143 Solution
""God's Secret Record"" Su Hui murmured and looked up at Murong: "Is this the book?"

"Put it away first, let's go back and look at it." After Murong finished speaking, he went directly into the water, and after a while he dragged his half-rigged raft to the side of the boat, boarded the boat and went directly into the cabin.

There were four other crew members in the cabin. When they saw Murong coming in, they shrank their necks and dared not speak. They all saw the methods of Murong and Su Hui just now. Killed, it is not easy to kill an ordinary crew member.

Murong looked around coldly: "Just how many of you?"

Those crew members were originally the servants of the Ruan family, and they were used to relying on the influence of the Ruan family on weekdays. Except for the old and young men of the Ruan family, no one dared to speak loudly to them, but now that they encountered a tough guy, they could only tremble. Leng is dare not say a word.

Murong said coldly, 'Huh? ’, but the voice was like a reminder to the ears of the four people, and the four trembled again, and hurriedly said tremblingly: "It's all here..."

One person started to speak, as if he had let go of his guts, shivering noisyly: "Let us go, we have nothing to do with Ruan Wencheng, it really doesn't matter, we just sent him here... Let us go...young master, please..."

Sounds of begging for mercy came to Su Hui's ears, Su Hui remained unmoved, and continued to flip through the secret record of the descending of the gods in her hand, but saw that it read: "The soul-absorbing magic technique is based on the blood of the performer's heart." Yin, using the art of soul-stirring, actually arrests the soul, and after death, the soul enters the illusory realm and can never come out..." At the end, he wrote: "There is no solution to this art!"

Su Hui frowned, her heart tightened, and she saw that there was still a line of comments on it, but it read "In 736 AD, Taizu Ruan Ling, got this technique, and then practiced Huaxia Taoism to suppress it, and it was completely resolved before his death... "

Seeing the back, Su Hui gradually let go of her heart, and picked it up again. After a long time, she closed the book, breathed a sigh of relief, and said nothing for a long time.

While feeling relaxed in my heart, I also increased my fighting spirit.

However, in 736, Taoism was prevalent in China at that time, and there were countless ancient books, and even a few of them were profound. However, since the incident 200 years ago, all kinds of ancient books have disappeared, and only those few books remain , but compared to those thousands of years ago, they can only be regarded as leftovers. Thousands of years ago, they practiced Taoism until they were dying. Isn't it today...

Su Hui didn't dare to think about it anymore, and forced herself to abandon what she thought in her heart. Then she thought that she didn't seem to have a headache these days, and combined with what was said in the book, she felt relieved after thinking about it, and murmured: No wonder In the past few days, the headache at twelve o'clock in the evening has not felt so strong. It turned out to be related to my own skill, but it is also strange. How can I feel that I have made rapid progress in the past two days, as if eating and drinking water are also practicing.

Su Hui looked up at the sky above the coast and murmured: "It's really a place of good geomantic omen, no wonder the two seniors chose this place."

At this time, Murong rushed the four crew members out of the cabin, the four crew members were all trembling and did not dare to say a word.

Murong said: "If you want to survive, fix that raft and don't mention anything that happened here, otherwise..."

Otherwise, Murong hadn't finished talking, the four of them hurriedly said: "Let's go, let's go now, thank you young master for your mercy... We will definitely not talk nonsense, if we talk nonsense, it will be thunderous..." After finishing speaking , did not repair the raft, and left with the raft that was only half tied and would fall apart at some point.

They didn't dare to turn back after walking a long distance, and the four of them worked together to row the raft vigorously to get away from here as soon as possible.

Su Hui covered her mouth and snickered when she saw the faces of these people, Murong looked back and said with a smile, "I asked them to fix the raft before leaving, but they didn't want to, so it's no fault of me."

Su Hui smiled and said: "Yes, yes, if your expression is colder and your eyes are sharper, they probably don't even want the raft, and just jump into the water and swim back."

Murong touched his nose: "Am I really that scary?"

Su Hui nodded affirmatively, and then climbed onto his wrist: "But I'm not afraid!" She raised her head and smiled at Murong, then lowered her head and said, "Murong, I found the answer to the soul-destroying puppet technique in the book."

Murong took a tight breath, restrained himself, let himself listen.

Su Hui said again: "In 736 A.D., an ancestor of the Ruan family got this technique. Later, he practiced Taoism to the extreme, and he completely resolved it when he died."

Su Hui said it easily, Murong also breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Su Hui and said solemnly: "Then you have to practice hard in the future, and follow your master to practice hard after returning from here, don't run around, what's the matter With me."

Su Hui nodded and smiled, but her heart was not at ease. Murong didn't know it, but she knew it clearly. Since the great changes in the cultivation world 200 years ago, no one has practiced to the extreme. It is equal to the Arabian Nights, at most it can only be suppressed.Now I can suppress the pain at twelve o'clock every day and it is not so strong because there is enough spiritual power here, but it may not be so if I go back.

(End of this chapter)

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