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Chapter 454 Lost consciousness, uncontrollable artifact(1/3)

"Why is my soul body white?"

"Good question."

"Who knows?"

Lin Xianbai's pure white soul spread his hands, "When I looked inside for the first time, I was very surprised when I saw my white soul. I checked all the information in the spell school in southern Xinjiang and finally found some clues.

The soul of a creature should be the same as its body.

However, for some hybrid creatures with mixed bloodlines, the soul may look different from the physical body, and the soul structure may even undergo different mutations, causing the color of the soul body to be different from the blue of ordinary souls.

Therefore, I guess there should be some strange creature among my ancestors that got in, turning the souls of humans in my lineage white.

By the way..."

Speaking of this, Lin Xianbai looked at Li Guanqi's three-headed, six-armed body of a god and demon with two wings on his back, with a strange look on his face, "Although my soul is not blue, I am still a human being. You are not a human being at all?!"

"My ancestors were not human."

Li Guanqi smiled and said, "The clues you found are almost true. You and I are in the same situation. Our ancestors are not human. We are both mixed-race humans."

"I knew it. After all, your cultivation speed is unnaturally fast."

Lin Xianbai looked at his soulful body with three heads and six arms, and curiously poked the two heads next to him, "Do these two have independent consciousness? Why are they both closing their eyes?"

"Of course not."

Li Guanqi looked a little helpless, "And to be honest, I haven't fully mastered the three-headed and six-armed body. The two heads can't actively control opening and closing eyes, speaking, etc. I can only control the six hands."

"It's really interesting."

Lin Xianbai took back his hand and looked at Li Guanqi, who had three heads and six arms, and marveled, "Your ancestor is not Nezha, right? They are all three heads and six arms."

"Isn't Nezha the body of a lotus root?"

Li Guanqi also followed his joke and chuckled: "Why, lotus roots can give birth to babies and reproduce offspring?"

"If there really is a Nezha, he would be a god, but he still can't handle this?"

Lin Xianbai chuckled lightly, then looked at the sea of ​​consciousness around him, pondered for a moment and then said: "If you have anything to say, let's go out and chat. It always feels weird to chat with your soul body."

"Well, let's go out first."

Li Guanqi nodded.

Immediately afterwards, Shunkong in the anthropomorphic form took the lead and transformed into a ball of gold and silver light, escaping into his soul body.

Not far away, Lu Mo, who had his back turned to this side, said nothing, but also turned into a flash of purple flame sword light and flew back.

"Goodbye, Master."

Xiaoxue smiled and waved her hand towards Li Guanqi, and then her body gradually turned into an ice crystal snowflake and merged into Li Guanqi's soul.

Li Guanqi also turned around and looked at the boundary of the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, Lin Xianbai's "Holy Flower" soul defense technique used to defend against the sea of ​​consciousness had long since dissipated, and the road to the outside world was clear.

With a thought in his mind, Li Guanqi controlled his soul body to fly outside.





"Pfft!"

Longhu Mountain, in the nameless Taoist temple.

Li Guanqi's soul had just come out of Lin Xianbai's body and returned to his original body. Before he could open his eyes, he heard a familiar voice.

He was all too familiar with this sound.

This is the sound of flesh and blood exploding.

"Um?!"

Li Guanqi, who was wearing an ice crystal mask on his face, opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face.

Lin Xianbai was seen sitting cross-legged opposite him, with an expressionless face, and his left arm was missing from the elbow. Blood was dripping from the broken arm, forming a pool of blood beside him.

In the pool of blood, in addition to blood and minced meat, there was a blood-stained chain that was thicker than a finger and at least 2 meters long.

"Director Lin, what's going on?"

Li Guanqi wiped away a few drops of blood that splashed on his ice mask, and then looked at Lin Xianbai in surprise.

Lin Xianbai was not a human of different blood and could easily regenerate limbs. As a physically weak spellcaster, it would be very troublesome to regenerate a hand after it was broken.

"Um……"

Lin Xianbai had a broken hand, but he didn't seem to be in any pain. Instead, he calmly raised his right hand, made seals with one hand, cast a hemostatic spell on himself, and said calmly to Li Guanqi:

"Imagine that in an instant, a 2.18-meter-long iron chain suddenly appeared in the flesh and blood of your left forearm. What would happen?"

"..."

Li Guanqi glanced at the flesh and blood next to him, and then looked at Lin Xianbai with a complex expression, "The whole hand will be crushed by the sudden appearance of the iron chain."

"As you can see."

Lin Xianbai smiled.

"So, Ye Kui's artifact is usually shrunk and hidden in the flesh of your left arm."

Li Guanqi looked at the chain in the pool of blood and said hesitantly: "Then, now that Ye Kui's consciousness has dissipated, no one is controlling this artifact, so it cannot remain in its shrunken state, and it will suddenly return to its full size in your left arm.

Blast your left arm."

"That's it."

Lin Xianbai nodded lightly.

"Ye Kui is dead, can't you take over control?"

Li Guanqi asked curiously.

"There's absolutely no way."

Lin Xianbai sighed, then touched the pool of blood with his remaining right hand, picked up a severed finger, took off the space ring on the severed finger, and took out a small golden wooden box from the storage space.

This box is not big, only about the size of a palm.

Lin Xianbai slowly opened it.

Lying inside the box was a sleeping golden beetle.

"El Kulitworm?"

Li Guanqi said with some uncertainty: "Is it the curse insect that can regenerate limbs?"

"right."

Lin Xianbai nodded, then pinched the golden beetle, placed it on the broken arm of his left hand where the bleeding had stopped, and used spiritual power to awaken the golden beetle.

Soon, the beetle's tentacles twisted slightly, then pierced his skin, got in, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Li Guanqi was quite curious when he saw this scene.

This was the first time he saw the regeneration curse insect with his own eyes.

There are many kinds of curse insects that can regenerate limbs, and the one used by Lin Xianbai was researched and cultivated by a seven-star centaur curser named Al Kulit 1800 years ago.

Curse insect.

It is for this reason that later generations named this kind of curse insect after the centaur curse master to show respect and commemoration.

For conjurers, regenerating limbs is a situation-specific matter.

If the conjurer was born without a left arm, then even if he used the regenerative curse insect to obtain a left arm, this acquired left arm would not be able to form a spiritual circuit.

In other words, this kind of conjurer can only form seals with one hand for the rest of his life.

In most cases, the effect of the spells that can be cast by one-handed seals is far inferior to that of two-handed seals.

They need a lot of practice to achieve the effects of ordinary magicians' hands.

If the proficiency of a fireball technique is divided into primary and intermediate levels, then the proficiency of one-handed technique needs to be raised to at least the intermediate level, so that the power can be barely comparable to those of elementary proficiency of two-handed techniques.

Therefore, a conjurer who is born without one hand has a natural disadvantage in combat.

There are even spellcasters who are born without arms.

They have no hand seals at all, so they can only cast spells of a lower level.

For example, only when they are at the Liangyi level, they can cast one-yuan level spells without forming seals.

But because of this, in the world of magic, many inventors are magicians who are not good at fighting, because they usually focus their magic career goals more on academics.

However, situations need to be differentiated.

For example, Lin Xianbai.

He was born with hands, which allowed him to form a complete spiritual circuit and form seals with his hands to perform spells.

In his case, even if he loses one hand the day after tomorrow and then grows a new one, his new arm can form the same spiritual circuit as the "original arm".
To be continued...
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