"I'll demonstrate it for you first." You White stood up from the bed, jumped lightly, and landed on the ground.
'Demonstrate?' Song Shuhang's heart moved. Right now, there was only Senior White and him in Song Shuhang's kennel. If Senior White was going to demonstrate a magical technique, was she going to demonstrate the [True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Splitting] on him?
Thereupon, Song Shuhang silently activated his' pseudo-eternal body '. In this state, even if his primordial spirit was split apart, he should be able to stick it back, right?
At this time, You White stretched out his small arms and seemed to be in deep thought.
"Come on, Senior White. I'm ready! "Song Shuhang gritted his teeth. He was already prepared.
"???" You White.
Today, Shuhang Little Friend's neck was full of air, and he couldn't keep up with Shuhang's rhythm.
Then, he turned his head and looked at his small arms again, calculating the position and weight of the [True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Splitting] in his mind.
He couldn't cut too much, otherwise, it was likely to affect the part where Song Shuhang's primordial spirit was entrusted to the void. However, he couldn't cut too little either. If he cut too little, he wouldn't be able to control the process of the 'disposable flying sword' drilling holes in the void.
After making a rough calculation in his mind, Senior White stretched out his hand and stroked the air.
Sixteen Runes of the [True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Splitting] condensed and formed the [True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Splitting].
"Then, let's go to your small elbow." Senior White turned her head to Song Shuhang, and said, "Next, carefully watch the process of me casting the technique. I will only demonstrate it once."
"Yes, Senior White." Song Shuhang quickly condensed his divine sense and locked onto You White. His divine sense covered You White's primordial spirit, and he carefully observed every detail.
Youbai stretched out his hand and pointed. Then, the Primordial Spirit Disintegration Spell lightly landed on Senior White's left forearm. Just like Song Shuhang's Flying Head Technique, Senior White's left forearm was cut off.
However, it was not 'cut off'. Instead, it was still in a state where the lotus root was broken and the thread was still connected. The left arm that was cut off was still completely within the range of Senior White's control.
The Essence Soul's left hand gently bent its fingers and made a sword gesture.
"Not bad. This is about enough." Senior White nodded and said to Shuhang, "Did you see it clearly?"
"I saw it clearly. I didn't miss a single detail," replied Song Shuhang via voice transmission.
Senior White's control over her own charm seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Song Shuhang discovered that when he used his divine sense to cover Young White just now, he wasn't distracted by its charm at all.
"Aaaaah ~ I'm going to die, I'm going to die." On the contrary, the virtuous lamia in his body was rolling around in Song Shuhang's consciousness space, chanting Song Shuhang's lines. She felt that if she continued to be in contact with Youbai, she would one day become Youbai's little fangirl.
"Okay, try it on yourself next," Youbai said. "I'll protect you from the side."
"Okay, Senior White," Song Shuhang replied.
He didn't disperse his' pseudo-immortal state '. Experimenting with magical techniques was a very dangerous thing. He was not a magical technique genius, and it was impossible for him to completely master a magical technique as soon as he came into contact with it.
Therefore, in order to prevent accidents, he had to rely on the 'pseudo-immortal state' to experiment a few times.
The smoke condensed into Song Shuhang's palm, and he gently stroked the void.
Sixteen Runes were condensed by Song Shuhang.
Senior White, who was at the side, said, "No problem, continue."
Song Shuhang pointed his finger slightly, and the sixteen Runes turned into the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division), ready to be used.
Senior White continued, "Continue."
Song Shuhang controlled the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) and gently cut his primordial spirit.
"Whoosh ~" A piece of his' pseudo-immortal 'primordial spirit was cut off.
After the piece that was cut off casually swam in the void, it returned to Song Shuhang's primordial spirit, and the two became one.
"You're very talented in cutting yourself," Youbai said.
This (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) technique seemed to be quite compatible with Song Shuhang. Song Shuhang's first experiment was successful.
"Perhaps it's because I've experienced exploding and dying, being cut into pieces by Senior White, being dismembered by Heaven's Punishment, etc. Therefore, after substituting these experiences, I feel that the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) is surprisingly easy to master," Song Shuhang answered.
Youbai: "…"
"Next, I'll return to my normal state and try again." Song Shuhang's thought moved, and exited the 'pseudo-immortal state' smoke.
The headless Song Shuhang stroked the void, and the sixteen Runes lined up neatly again.
"No problem," Youbai commented.
Song Shuhang continued, and turned the sixteen runes into the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) technique.
"Not bad, you also succeeded this time," Youbai said with a faint smile, and praised, "As long as you study hard, Shuhang, you can still do it."
Under the rare praise of Senior White, Song Shuhang's confidence doubled.
"In that case, should I do what Senior White did and cut off the 'elbow'?" he asked.
Youbai replied, "Yes, the elbow is enough. Not too much, not too little. "
Song Shuhang took a deep breath, controlled the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) technique, and gently cut his elbow.
"Whoosh ~"
In the next moment, the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) technique in his hand burst into dazzling light.
"???" Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
He hadn't seen such a dazzling light when this technique was used before.
In his sea of consciousness, the virtuous lamia wondered, "Did it explode?"
This was clearly the deja vu of a magical technique that had a lucky critical hit.
While the virtuous lamia was guessing, Song Shuhang's body was instantly cut into fifteen parts. If it weren't for the fact that his head had already been placed in the void of the Tribulation Transcender Realm, he would have been divided into sixteen parts. The light of the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) fell on his neck.
Did a lucky critical hit really happen at this time?
"Am I lucky? Or unlucky? "Song Shuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Youbai pinched his chin, looked at the fifteen parts of Ba Song in front of him, and said, "When you use the (True Scripture of Primordial Spirit Division) on yourself, there is no such thing as a 'magical technique critical hit'. Perhaps you have a very strong talent when it comes to 'cutting yourself'. Shuhang, you are a werewolf. "
Only someone who was more ruthless than a ruthless person would have such a powerful ability to 'cut themselves'.
"…" Song Shuhang.
"Anyway, it's a success. Leave your left elbow, and slowly stick the rest back." Senior White stretched out her hand and took Song Shuhang's left elbow.
He was also very familiar with this matter. When they were hunting for Eighth Stage nuclear bombs, Senior White had borrowed Song Shuhang's elbow.
Then, Senior White attached a formation to her small left elbow that could control disposable flying swords to Song Shuhang.
You White suggested, "Next, let's split up, find two different void coordinates, and drill out of the node."
"Well, Senior White. Before we act, can you tell me how I'm going to stick it back? "Song Shuhang asked.
He had tried to use his will just now, but the sixteen parts of Ba Song's body did not stick back.
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