Chapter 293 Being a ghost is also romantic
Li Fan's consciousness wandered in his blank soul.
As time goes by, the soul slowly dissipates, and the size of this blank space is also shrinking.
But even in the end, the space became extremely small and everything in it was within a few feet of Li Fan.
Li Fan still couldn't detect the existence of the soul contract mark.
"This is called turning a blind eye and hearing but not hearing!"
In the sound of emotion, this spirit completely disappeared.
Li Fan was not discouraged, and immediately took out another soul and tried again.
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The days pass by, and in the blink of an eye, the 26th year of anchoring has passed halfway.
After five assessments, Li Fan's theoretical test results for the Tianxuan Spirit Locking Formation were always good.
But in the test of identifying soul contracts, the results were always bad.
This made Ji Hongdao look at Li Fan with a hint of regret.
Li Fan was as usual, unhurried.
On this day, Li Fan looked at the soul-gathering bead in his hand.
Only about one-third of the gold color is left.
"Three hundred and twelve bodies..."
"There are not as many as I thought before. The substantial golden light on the outside should be an illusion caused by the crowding effect."
Three hundred and twelve is the number of souls that Li Fan has consumed.
Although it's not too much, it's definitely not too little either.
Even so, Li Fan's progress is still slow.
In the test, the identification accuracy was only about 5 out of 10,000.
It's basically no different from being blind.
And it is said that some monks can already achieve an astonishing accuracy of 99%.
“The gap between people is really huge.”
Shaking his head secretly, Li Fan skillfully extracted the soul and plunged into it.
"Um?"
Li Fan, who had observed more than 300 souls of Wu Laohui monks, noticed the difference as soon as he entered this soul.
Unlike other souls, the interior is white and empty.
There are actually still memories of the monk's lifetime here.
It stubbornly resisted the cleaning and turned into a red reef, standing in the soul.
Slowly approaching, Li Fan observed the red mass in front of him.
In the red light group, the picture keeps changing, and the specific content cannot be seen clearly.
However, it can be vaguely discerned that it is just a small memory, repeating itself in a loop.
Li Fan recalled Ji Hongdao's previous explanation.
"The emotional memory cleaning of the monks' souls in these soul-gathering beads is carried out at the same time."
"Some monks' souls are naturally tough. If there is something unforgettable until death, it is normal for them not to be cleansed."
“If you encounter some fish that slip through the net occasionally, don’t panic.”
"Although the memory still remains, after undergoing cleaning, the aggression has been close to zero. You can feel free to explore the memory boldly."
"So for you, this is a rare opportunity."
"From these remaining memories, it is possible to obtain some skills, secret techniques, and even confidential information from the Five Elders Association."
"You are not required to hand over these memory information obtained from the soul. They are all regarded as your own creation, so don't feel any psychological pressure."
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"The risk should not be great, but we must take precautions to prevent overturning."
After thinking about it, Li Fan cut off the connection between his consciousness and his body.
In this way, even if something unexpected happens, the most it will be is the loss of this ray of spiritual consciousness.
On the contrary, if there is really no danger, then after obtaining the content in the memory, the harvest can be brought back to the main body.
After being prepared, Li Fan's spiritual consciousness began to try to make contact with the red light cocoon in front of him.
It was as if he had entered another person's body, unable to move or speak.
You can only experience and observe things around you from the perspective of the other person.
Several broken images flashed quickly in front of him.
That's because of the mutilation caused by memory cleaning.
"This fellow Taoist... is there a forbidden book that needs to be conquered?"
A sneaky monk took out a strange-shaped jade slip and handed it to his eyes.
"roll roll roll!"