Chapter 75: Seize the house!
Not far ahead of Zhou Wenting and Tianlang, a red Yuanying floated and sank. At this time, the three golden elixirs on Fengyang Yuanying's head had already exhausted the Dan Yuan and disappeared.
However, Feng Yang's Nascent Soul Body became more solid, with clear eyebrows and eyes, like glass, containing powerful energy, which made Tianlang frown.
Fengyang's Nascent Soul slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Zhou Wenting, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Ting'er, you are here."
"I'm late for the disciple. Master, you're still alive. It's great." Zhou Wenting's eyes couldn't help but feel joy, and the huge joy completely diluted the uneasiness in her heart.
He couldn't help but walk two steps towards Fengyang, but Zhou Wenting suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Tianlang, and said, "These days, thanks to Senior Brother Tianlang's care, Ting'er was able to see his master."
"Yes, I should thank my friend Tianlang." Feng Yang turned his gaze to Tianlang and smiled: "I've been looking after Ting'er these days, so I thanked me here."
Hearing Feng Yang open his mouth and making a sound, Tianlang's pupils suddenly shrank. When he came here a month ago, Feng Yang was still weak and could only use his divine thoughts to transmit voice.
But now, she could make a real sound. Although she had already expected that Fengyang would recover a lot in this month, Tianlang did not expect that it would recover to this point.
Obviously, Feng Yang deceived herself that she didn't have to bring the life energy she collected back here at all. She could directly absorb it through the clean bottle, so she could recover to this point!
In the past month, I have led the army to fight, killed too many people, absorbed too many life energy, but it has made Fengyang cheaper!
Tianlang had long guessed about this, but at this time, he still couldn't help but feel a little sank. However, when he didn't dare to neglect on the surface, he took two steps back and said with his fist:
"Senior is joking. It is my honor to be able to contribute to it. Now that Senior Sister Wenting has returned, I should say goodbye."
After saying that, Tianlang retreated quickly and flew towards the huge rock that was about to leave. Zhou Wenting's expression changed suddenly and she kept it and said, "Senior Brother Tianlang, why bother to leave in a hurry."
Feng Yang also chuckled and said, "Yes, I haven't thanked my friend for help yet, why should I leave in a hurry?"
After saying that, Feng Yang waved his hand and a light flashed on Tianlang's storage bag, and the clean bottle of fat jade appeared independently. It was hanging above Tianlang's head, covering it with white lights, holding Tianlang in place.
With his body tied up, Tianlang's face suddenly sank. Zhou Wenting's face also changed. She hurriedly turned to Fengyang's Nascent Soul and said in surprise: "Master, you are..."
Feng Yang glanced at him, stopped Zhou Wenting's halfway words, and then said to Tianlang: "Young friend, don't leave in a hurry, Ting'er's soul seed is still there."
After hearing Feng Yang's words, Zhou Wenting breathed a sigh of relief, but she also realized that the atmosphere was slightly wrong, hesitated slightly, and turned her eyes to Tianlang.
Tianlang's expression moved, and then said, "Thank you for reminding me, I'm negligent. Senior Sister Wenting's soul is here."
After saying that, Oh my God, the one who opened his mouth and vomited, a faint little man appeared in the palm of Tianlang, reached out and flew towards Zhou Wenting.
Zhou Wenting reached out to take the soul seed, looked at the soul seed in her hand, and then looked at the Tianlang in the distance. A sense of inexplicable complexity suddenly surged in her eyes:
The soul seed has returned, so I and him will never have any interaction again.
Thinking of this, Zhou Wenting sighed softly in her heart, patted the soul seed between her eyebrows, and sank into it.
After reclaiming the soul seed, Zhou Wenting felt a little complicated and suddenly calmed down from the surprise of seeing her master for the first time.
After that excitement, the questions that had been entangled in my heart for the past half month suddenly came to my mind.
Zhou Wenting's face suddenly showed a complex look, she pursed her lower lip and whispered: "Master, disciple... I have something to ask about."
"Oh? What's the matter?" Feng Yang's Yuanying looked like a look, glanced at Tianlang in the distance, and asked.
"Master, I am a congenital wood spirit body. You knew from the beginning whether it was right, so why did you suppress my physique?"
Zhou Wenting looked complicated and bit her lower lip tightly. She had been looking forward to this answer for half a month and thought of all possible answers, but when the answer was really about to be revealed, she felt extremely nervous in her heart.
Hearing Zhou Wenting's words, Feng Yang's expression changed suddenly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Tianlang in the distance coldly. After a long time, he looked at Zhou Wenting again and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will know the answer soon."
Zhou Wenting showed a look of attention when she heard this, and her hands couldn't help but hold the hem of her skirt tightly, and her eyes looked at Fengyang with a burning look.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in Fengyang's eyes, and nine red lights burst out from the body of the Nascent Soul, instantly fixed around Zhou Wenting's body, turning into nine red light columns, trapping Zhou Wenting in it.
The sudden change caught Zhou Wenting off guard and was stunned on the spot. He held two tough light columns with both hands, his eyes full of disbelief, and murmured:
"Master, what's wrong with this? Ting'er did something wrong, why do you want..."
Tianlang in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was no surprise at all. Since he learned about Zhou Wenting's amazing physique of the innate wood spirit body, Tianlang had already expected this scene to appear.
After trapping Zhou Wenting, Fengyang's Nascent Soul grew up and floated to Zhou Wenting. Through the red tough light column, he looked at Zhou Wenting's eyes red, full of unbelievable sad eyes, showing a hint of pity.
Through the light column, Feng Yang touched Zhou Wenting's sad face with pity and murmured:
"Ting'er, don't blame Master. Don't worry, Master will be worthy of your body and stay with Master forever."
After saying that, Feng Yang's expression changed again, and he gently stroked Zhou Wenting's delicate face, as if he was stroking a rare treasure, his voice trembling slightly:
"The innate wood spirit body, the innate wood spirit body, I have carefully nurtured it for eighteen years, and today it is finally perfect. As long as I have this body, I will definitely make another breakthrough and successfully transform into a god!"
After saying that, Feng Yang turned to Tianlang and said contemptuously: "Hmph! Just a little younger man, how dare he be so disrespectful to me.
I'm afraid that Ting'er's identity as the innate wood spirit body was also revealed by you. I'll ask for this body first and then settle the score with you!"
Tianlang's face suddenly turned gloomy and soon understood Feng Yang's plan.
He now has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Killing Pill, and I'm afraid Feng Yang did not expect this, so he was very afraid of him and was unwilling to collide head-on, so he used magic weapons to stabilize his actions as soon as possible.
However, once Fengyang successfully takes over the body, the Nascent Soul and the physical body can merge, and they can immediately return to the Nascent Soul realm. If you want to kill yourself at that time, it will be just a matter of moving your fingers.
After seeing all Feng Yang's calculations, Tianlang's face also became gloomy, his expression was cold, and his eyes were staring at Feng Yang with a burning look.
Until this moment, Zhou Wenting was unwilling to believe that everything that happened in front of her was true, and her eyes were filled with miserable expressions.
Tears of sadness flowed freely on a beautiful face. The hands holding the red light column used all their strength and their knuckles turned blue.
In Zhou Wenting's desperate gaze, Feng Yang laughed loudly, turned into a vigorous red light, soared into the sky, hovered around in the sky, and rushed into Zhou Wenting's body.
For eighteen years, Feng Yang tried every means to suppress Zhou Wenting's physique, so that now, Zhou Wenting, who is amazingly talented, only has the subtle cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and is unable to resist her powerful spiritual consciousness in the Nascent Soul Stage.
The moment he entered Zhou Wenting's body, Feng Yang's Nascent Soul was like crazy, and he launched a crazy strangle at Zhou Wenting's spiritual consciousness.
At this moment, Feng Yang's eyes no longer had any master-disciple relationship.
Eighteen years of careful care are just for today's possession, just to cultivate a perfect body for yourself and as the foundation of your immortal path!
Zhou Wenting slowly knelt down in the cage, her delicate body trembled constantly, and emitted bursts of green glow, which was stimulated by the instinct after the invasion of the innate wood spirit body.
However, Zhou Wenting was disheartened by this sudden blow and had no sense of resistance at all. Coupled with Feng Yang's aggressive push, she gradually lost her body's autonomous control.
In the eyes, the two expressions of crazy and miserable were constantly changing, and the frequency of miserable expressions appeared was getting lower and lower. If it were not for the huge potential of the innate wood spirit body, which was stimulated by the outside world, Zhou Wenting might have been completely captured by Fengyang at this time.
But even so, Zhou Wenting gradually lost the right to autonomy of her body.
In the huge pain of the tearing of spiritual consciousness, a cold figure suddenly flashed in Zhou Wenting's heart, and a cold face instantly cut into her heart, and her cold eyes made her heart tremble.
Zhou Wenting clearly felt that her spiritual consciousness was constantly dissipating. It seemed that it would not take long to disappear into this world. However, the appearance of that face made an inexplicable obsession arise in her heart.
With violent trembling, Zhou Wenting twisted her neck with difficulty and turned her last gaze to the cold figure in the distance. Through the hazy gaze, she saw the firm face again.
But at this moment, what she saw from Tianlang's face was no longer the coldness of the past, but a look she had never seen before, as if trust and encouragement.
Zhou Wenting opened her eyes wide and wanted to see clearly, but the next moment, her consciousness sank into the darkness.
In her ears, she seemed to have heard the master's crazy laughter, which made her heart chill and struggled hard. A green glow surged from her body again, and Zhou Wenting regained her sight again.
This time, it seemed that I could see it more clearly. Although it was a hundred meters apart, Tianlang's face seemed to be right in front of her. She could even clearly see every movement on Tianlang's face.
He saw that although Tianlang was bound, his lips were buzzing and he kept whispering, his eyes full of trust.
Zhou Wenting stared at Tianlang's lips in a daze and looked for a long time until her consciousness once again sinks into the darkness. She did not see the content of the lips clearly, but a light of inspiration flashed instantly.
The remaining consciousness sinks into the boundless darkness. Zhou Wenting smiles bitterly, and a trace of determination flashes in her eyes.
The final potential exploded in full swing, and a strong green light shone on the body. Zhou Wenting regained the initiative of her body. A light flashed in her right hand, and a red jade slip appeared out of thin air.
The tender right hand suddenly clamped, the red jade slip shattered, and the sharp jade pieces pierced into the tender flesh and blood, and bright red blood flowed out of the fingers.
Chapter completed!