It was night.
Yin Ze lay on the familiar couch, but found it somewhat difficult to fall asleep.
It was not that he was thinking about something, but because he had never fallen asleep so comfortably at this time since he had transmigrated for so long.
Usually, at this time, they still needed to practice the sword outside for a period of time, or when their hands and feet were sour and not suitable for practicing the sword, they chose to memorize books and engrave them in their minds.
After all, he had already decided to leave the Small Sage Manor. It was impossible for him to stay here for long. Since he did not have enough source points to consume, he needed to remember most of these things so that he could extract martial arts from them at any time in the future.
It was just that today, it was as if he had given himself a holiday. He lay down slowly and closed his eyes. Then, his surroundings became blurry.
Ever since he started training with the sword, he rarely dreamed, because having dreams actually meant that he didn't rest well enough. And every day when Yin Ze fell asleep from exhaustion, he would be in a dreamless state, almost like a deep sleep. It was just that when there was movement outside, he would still wake up.
And now, he, who had fallen asleep early, entered a dream that he hadn't seen for a long time.
A large area of grotesque and motley objects swept past him, and he seemed to have fallen into the prosperous scene of countless worlds.
For a second, he had a very strange feeling. It was as if he had caught a ray of light, and then the light disappeared, and he himself disappeared from this world.
Then Yin Ze seemed to discover that he could think, deeply aware that he was in a dream and thinking here. This seemed to be a strange feeling, even more bizarre than the lucid dreams he had in his previous life. He was in a state that seemed like he was asleep, but he was as awake as during the day.
He saw himself.
At this moment, he was still sleeping on the bed, but in this strange state, he was standing in the room.
There were two of him. It looked like his soul had left his body and was watching him sleep.
"Damn it, didn't I just sleep a little early? Why did it look like he had played himself to death?”Yin Ze was speechless." This is the soul leaving the body, right? This is definitely the soul leaving the body, right? I wonder what will happen at dawn. Will my body not wake up or will I turn into ashes?”
He calmed down.
Although he didn't know why his soul had left his body, it didn't stop him from figuring out the situation.
First of all, there were spell-like abilities in the world of the Qin Dynasty. In other words, other than martial arts, internal energy, and sword intent, there were also swords with souls and spells that could transfer souls.
Although it seemed unbelievable, the Yin-Yang School's Soul Transfer Technique seemed to be able to do it.
And Yin Ze's current appearance didn't seem like he was hit by the Soul Shifting Art, right?
The Soul Transfer Technique was also known as the Soul Changing Technique. The conditions for using it seemed to be quite harsh. The casting range was not far, and a mirror might be needed. It could not be used directly on experts.
And Yin Ze discovered that he didn't seem to fit any of them.
The Moon God Star Soul, the East Emperor, wasn't in the Little Sage Manor at this time. Furthermore, he didn't look in the mirror. In addition, he was a Xiantian second-stage expert, so he shouldn't be so weak that he would be used by someone else.
"What exactly happened?"
Yin Ze pondered, but could not find the slightest clue.
This was because this was an unexpected situation. It had never happened before, and he did not know what his current situation was.
"Let's test it out first. If I'm a soul now, does that mean I can pass through this table?”
Yin Ze tried to stick his hand into the table.
In the end, just as he had expected, his arm passed through the table without any obstruction. It was as if there was nothing between him and the table.
"It seems like it did pass through." Yin Ze looked at his own hand from the other end of the table.
His line of sight could now pass through the table and see the palm lines. If one were to feel it carefully, he no longer seemed to be using his " eyes " as a visual organ. Instead, it was like a different type of perception possessed by his soul.
"So now I'm like a ghost? No, ghosts can still touch physical objects, but I'm now a soul spirit body. Let alone interfering with reality like the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, I can't even grab onto anything.”
He suddenly felt bored.
His hand was swinging on the table when he suddenly touched a wooden board.
"Hmm?"
It was something that Sword Saint Ge Nia had left behind with his sword intent, and it was also something that he had not cared about after placing it on the table.
It wouldn't run anyway, so Yin Ze wanted to wait until his innate foundation was completed before slowly studying it.
He did not expect that he, who had become a soul, would actually be affected by it.
"It seems that I can touch this." Yin Ze wanted to grab the wooden board.
He had indeed felt the existence of a physical object just now.
Perhaps it could no longer be said to be a physical object, but it was better to pretend that other things that could not be touched did not exist. Now, it seemed that only this wooden board with sword intent could still be touched...
Yin Ze picked it up.
Picking it up failed.
His hand passed through the wooden board. It seemed that the wooden board was the same as other things that couldn't be touched, but his hand felt something real.
He had really grasped something.
That was…
A sword mark!
It was a sword mark with the Sword Saint's sword intent!
At this moment, it was emitting a cold light, just like when a sharp sword had just slashed out, and the sharp aura seemed to be constantly cutting Yin Ze's palm.
He subconsciously circulated his energy to resist.
Although he quickly remembered that his soul body couldn't use his cultivation, a layer of black had already appeared on his hand when he thought about it.
"This…"
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