However, before learning soul-summoning, you have to go through a test, that is, the strength of the soul. If the soul is not strong enough, you cannot learn it. However, I have merged the soul for two lifetimes, and the soul must be stronger than ordinary people. I think this test is a bit redundant.

But Xuantian had already spoken, and I still agreed to take the test. Xuantian took me to the cave and saw the zombies inside. Why did Xuantian bring me here? Xuantian waved his hand and the soul-suppressing talisman on the zombies' foreheads flew up. Then he took out a bell, and the originally restless zombies suddenly calmed down.

I lined up in a long line in the cave and walked out. Tonight was a dark and windy night. I didn’t know what a terrible and strange thing would happen. The zombies formed a circle, and Xuantian asked me to walk in. I felt a little uncomfortable sitting in the middle of all the zombies, and then all the zombies faced me.

Xuantian chanted a spell, and the sound of bells, which made my head almost explode. Then the faces of the zombies in front of me began to change, becoming familiar and unfamiliar. A dazzling light flashed in front of me, and when I opened my eyes, I found myself back to my previous workplace.

That's right, it was my workshop that was destroyed by Yin soldiers, this is my home. I hurried to push the door and found that the door was locked. In the blink of an eye, I found that there was just a wall in front of me, and there was no door. At this time, I realized that I might have been hit by Xuantian's illusion and entered my inner world.

What was waiting for me next, but when I turned around, I found that there was a broken body on the workbench and a tattoo on my skin. It seemed that it was the corpse I had sewn before, and now it appeared in front of me again.

The corpse that was seen as a piece by a knife seemed really disgusting. I tried to find a way to get out of here, and it didn't work to smash the wall with a fist. At this time, the needle and thread that was originally used to sew the corpse appeared in my hands for no reason. Is this what I mean by sewing the corpse?

I grabbed a piece of meat and carefully sewed it together. The sewn body lies on the workbench, which made me feel relieved, but suddenly, the body sat up. I was so scared that I retreated repeatedly and retreated to the corner of the wall. Only then did I remember that I could have thunder magic and flying swords to protect my body, so I was afraid that he would do what he was afraid of.

Even if it was a zombie, it would be killed again into scum. I formed seals with both hands, and the thunder method instantly condensed in my hands. The body sat up, and the traces of sewn on my face looked a little cunning. He walked towards me slowly, and said, "Thank you..."

The thunder method gushed out instantly, and the corpse was beaten into pieces, and the fragments were roasted into scorched meat by the high temperature of lightning. I sat on the ground panting, and I couldn't accept it for the first time using the thunder method to kill people. But I was inexplicably relieved.

The sudden resurrection of the corpse must be a kind of soul test. I took a deep breath to see what would happen next. Then another corpse appeared. It was a child, who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, and had his intestines and belly broken. I remembered this corpse particularly deeply at the time.

The needle and thread returned to my hand, and I wanted to sew the body. But after the sewing, he might stand up and attack me, and I would kill him again. My hand stopped in the air and could not move. I was tightening my teeth, and seeing the closed eyes slowly opening, bleeding from my mouth, the little boy said in a tender voice: "Uncle, please help me sew my body..."

The sound kept ringing, and I helped the little boy sew the body. The little boy's internal organs flowed out. I stuffed all these things back with my hands. I took the needle and thread to sew my belly. I saw that the little boy's body was complete again. He sat up and hugged me. I saw a mirror in front of me. The little boy was not holding the little boy, but the corpse that had rotten and maggots.

I roared and pushed the corpse away. The rotten corpse crawled on the ground and made a sinister laugh. I had no choice but to use the thunder technique to knock the corpse into pieces. Before I could take a breath, I saw another corpse appear on the workbench. I was so familiar with this corpse that I could no longer be familiar with.

The soft black hair floated away, the body was scattered on the workbench, and my belly was slightly bulging. If it weren't for her, I might not have come here. I knew it would be impossible to avoid it blindly. I picked up the needle and thread again and started sewing, and the corpse was stitched very smoothly.

But after the body was sewn, I heard a baby crying. I was looking for where the crying came from. I did see a baby in the belly of the female corpse, and the flesh on her body was connected to the belly of the female corpse by needles and thread.

A line passed through the eyeballs, causing the baby to cry and shed blood and tears. The child began to move his hands and feet in a naive manner, grabbing the belly of the female corpse with all his limbs, trying to rush out. The crying became louder and louder, and with a thunderous sound, the bloody little hand penetrated the belly of the female corpse. Then, pressing his stomach, a frightened baby crawled out of the belly of the female corpse.

Before the umbilical cord broke, it rushed forward. The thunder method was too late to make seals, so I could only use the Golden Light Curse. The Golden Light Curse was on the forehead of the Blood Infant. With a bang, the Blood Infant's head exploded.

Then the female corpse got up from the workbench and threw me to the ground. Before I could react, she had twisted my neck ninety degrees and pulled it out with force. I felt the pain of the splitting of my head and body, but I had no strength to resist except using my voice to vent my pain.

Her head was thrown aside, and I watched her remove her body from a large part and then put it on the workbench. I looked at the bright lights on the roof and felt dizzy in front of me. But some kind of force stimulated me and prevented me from falling into a coma, otherwise I might not have to suffer this painful experience.

The female corpse hugged the baby who had lost her head, murmured in words I couldn't understand. Then she pulled the umbilical cord and placed the blood baby next to my head. I had no time to care about this thing, and watched her pick up the needle and thread in her hand and start sewing my body.

My eyes couldn't help but fall on her face. I saw her face change little by little, and finally turned into my face. He had a gloomy smile on his face. Even though his body was already split, the pain was still clearly heard. My body was cramped in pain, my eyes were rolling up, and beads of sweat were flowing to the workbench.

One stitch after another, the body pieces were combined together. Then the head began to be sutured. The whole process was always awake, the pain nerves were in operation, and my brain seemed to be about to explode. The long hours were finally over, and the body was sutured. What else should I do at this time?

I saw her use her hands to spread my belly and take out the intestines inside little by little.

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