Chapter 97 Soul Grafting

"Do you mean that someone in modern time has invented a way to cut off souls?" Hao Ning organized Zhang Quan's words, "how does he do it?" "How would I know?" Zhang Quan was stunned by Hao Ning's question and replied snappily, "why don't you ask a psychologist or a brain neuroscientist?" "Err …" Hao Ning looked at Zhang Quan. What was going on today? First, the Great Saint Infant King said that the Wishing Sutra was hacked, and then, Master Yun Zhong told them to find a brain neuroscientist. Was this a world of theology or science? "What's wrong?" Zhang Quan looked at Hao Ning strangely, "you can't be like those common people who believe that theology and science are contradictory, right? Liu Shuai's friends should not have this kind of stupid idea. " "Well," Hao Ning was just about to admit it when he heard the last sentence. He glanced at Liu Shuai, and forcefully held back his "yes" and asked humbly, "even if someone has some method to cut off Qili's soul — the hand on