Four hundred and seventieth chapters capture Sun Qiang
The soul is dominant and is the owner of the body. Once it is driven away, if another soul cannot replace it in time, it will most likely be difficult to wake up and turn into a corpse.
Originally, the two souls were one, and even if they were suppressed, they could still survive, but in this case, there would be no chance of turning around.
"Master Zhang, the soul is so mysterious that even the gods cannot fully understand it. Now that he is in charge, if another soul cannot come back to life...it will be murder!" Pavilion Master Sai said with a solemn expression.
"Yes, you must proceed in threes and fours!" Luo Qin was also very anxious.
Everyone knew that this old man came here to trade. If he really wanted to die here, the auction house wouldn't be able to tell him.
"You really need to think twice!" Zhang Xuan nodded.
They are right. The mysteries of the soul are not like the physical body, which can be solved at will. Once it is not handled well, it is nothing more than turning into an idiot. If it is really killed, it is really hard to absolve oneself of the blame.
"My transaction with you has been witnessed by so many people. If something goes wrong, neither the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion nor the auction house will have an easy time!"
Seeing everyone throwing the rat weapon, the old man chuckled: "Well, let me give you a suggestion, let's continue the transaction, and the soulless gold man will be yours, but... you have to help me kill the soul of the original owner in the body! It's all a deal anyway, with
He does it too, and so does I, why take the risk?"
Anyway, it's all a transaction, whether it's with him or with the original owner of the body, it's the same. If you really want to get rid of this one or save that one, it's okay if it succeeds, but what if it doesn't?
"Master Zhang..."
Luo Qin looked over hastily.
He is a businessman and knows how to weigh the pros and cons. It is simply not worth taking such a big risk to save a person with whom he has no acquaintance.
Anyway, everyone knows that this guy is possessed by an evil spirit. No matter who is killed, as long as he walks out alive, it will not have any impact on the auction house.
"That makes sense! My goal is the soulless golden man. Now that I have the golden man, there is really no need to cause trouble for myself."
With a sigh, Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked over calmly: "But, didn't you say that I can't do anything? I just thought of something and wanted to try it..."
"try?"
Unexpectedly, after talking for a long time, he would still take action and give it a try. Luo Qin's face turned red with anxiety.
Is this an attempt to play?
If you don't do it right, people will die...
"Master..."
Jin Conghai was also a little worried and couldn't help but look at the young master, wanting him to dissuade him.
However, this time Zhao Feiwu changed from his normal state and waved his hand solemnly: "Don't persuade him. This is the obligation and responsibility of a famous teacher, and he can't avoid it!"
Famous teachers enjoy a noble status and naturally have to shoulder due responsibilities.
Although this old man didn’t even know his name, his life experience, or even had any interactions with him, he was... snatched away by the soul of the soul shaman. His life was at stake. He saw it with his own eyes but didn’t stop him. Where is the morality in his heart?
How can I still be qualified to educate the world and guide students?
If his body is upright, he will not do what he is told. If his body is not upright, he will not do what he is told.
To educate students is not only to teach them superb skills and help them become successful adults, but more importantly, to establish a correct outlook on life for them.
Otherwise, those who are educated will be scum and lose the true meaning of a famous teacher.
"this……"
Jin Conghai was stunned and clenched his fists.
He is a poison master, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, but the other party is different. He is a famous teacher who educates the world. When encountering difficulties, he even shrinks from himself. How can he convince his students?
…
The old man also didn't expect that this guy would still question him after analyzing the pros and cons so clearly, and his face darkened: "Are you determined to go against me?"
"Against it? You're overthinking it. I'm just driving you out. This body doesn't belong to you, and you have no right to possess it!"
Shaking his head, he turned his wrist and several silver needles appeared in his palm.
"Silver needle? Do you want to use this to deal with souls?"
I thought the other party had something to rely on, but when he saw this, the old man sneered.
This thing can heal Qi, heal wounds and pains, but it can also...soul? Are you kidding!
It's like shooting mosquitoes with a bow and arrow, it has no effect.
Ignoring his questioning, a stream of true energy flowed, Zhang Xuan flicked his finger, and the silver needle turned into a cold light and pierced straight through.
"Silver needles have no effect on the soul..."
Seeing this guy actually using a silver needle against the old man, Master Sai slapped his forehead.
I thought that since the other party was so confident, he would have some good ideas, but it seemed like he was just trying to cross the river by touching stones.
He had read a lot of books about soul shamans and knew some things about the soul. It was impossible to touch it with such a foreign object.
Just like cutting off the water with a knife or cutting the wind with a horizontal sword, even if the silver needle pricks the body, it will have no effect on the invisible and immaterial soul. Otherwise, it will block the circulation of the meridians and cause physical pain.
"If you want to exorcise the soul, you must first prepare linen clothes, yellow talismans, various heaven-sacrifice tools, and then formations. Silver needles are just foreign objects..."
Knowing that the method would not work, Pavilion Master Sai shook his head and told what he knew. He wanted Zhang Xuan to do it according to the normal method. He was half-sentenced when he was speechless. He choked on his saliva and kept trembling:
"This...how is this possible?"
I saw the old man who looked arrogant just now, his face turned pale as the silver needle penetrated his body.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes showed fear, and he wanted to run away, but he fell to the ground and kept twitching.
A silver needle pierces the body and the soul loses control?
How... was this done?
If the soul is really easy to deal with, the Soul Shaman Master will not be so shameless that people will talk about it, and the Famous Master Hall will take action personally.
"You, your anger..."
Pavilion Master Sai and others were shocked, and the old man went crazy.
He had just said that the silver needle was useless, but this happened, and he was so frightened that he screamed repeatedly.
And at this time, he also knew that what was scary was not the silver needle, but... the opponent's true energy!
This Qi has the power to exorcise the soul, and when it comes into contact with his soul, it is like burning strong wine, causing unbearable pain and splitting all over his body.
"Is this... the third level of Qi?" The old man's pupils shrank, and a word came to his mind.
Legend has it that the third-grade true energy is not only pure, but also has the function of exorcising evil spirits and avoiding evil. This is the main reason why soul shaman masters, although weird, still keep a distance from famous teachers.
It's just that... the third-grade true energy is only controlled by a few people in the Famous Master Hall, and it is passed down among the descendants of Master Kong and his disciples. How could this guy do it?
Could it be that he is a descendant of Master Kong?
If this is really the case, that would be terrible!
I just escaped from a gloomy cemetery and met such a person. Do you want to be so deceitful?
"No, if you continue like this, you will definitely die..." He felt that there were more and more silver needles on his body, and the true energy was transmitted through the needle tips, and was about to tear them apart, and the old man's eyes turned red.
The upper third level of Qi is the nemesis of the Soul Shaman Master. If it is allowed to accumulate, there will only be one result, and that is to be burned to death with no possibility of recovery.
"No, I need to find someone to seize the body..."
Knowing that as time goes by, he will no longer be able to hold on, so he endures the severe pain, and the old man quietly observes.
If you still stay in this body, you will definitely die. For now, you can only find a way to seize other people's bodies, and then find an opportunity to take revenge.
However, even if you succeed in seizing the body, you cannot let the opponent see it, otherwise, if you attack again, you will be dead.
"Damn it... you forced me to take my body, and you and I will never live together!"
Although he had made his decision, the old man's heart was bleeding.
Seizing one's body is not that easy. Every time one seizes one's body, it will cause great harm to the soul. Not only will the cultivation level be reduced, but the vitality will also be severely damaged.
Just like before, when he seized the body of this body, his cultivation level before the seizure was not bad. He had reached the early stage of the third level of mortal transformation. Unfortunately, after he succeeded, he dropped two levels and became the early stage of the first level.
In other words, even if he succeeds, his strength will continue to plummet, and he may also drop two major levels, from mortal to supreme.
"Just one of those few..."
He kept roaring, looked around, and found the person he wanted to seize.
The one with the lowest strength in the room is probably Zhao Feiwu, who has not practiced much. However, he has a lot of treasures on him. Even if he wanted to kill him at the third level of mortal transformation, it would be difficult to kill him, let alone his disabled soul.
Apart from this one, the others are Zhao Ya, Sun Qiang and others.
Their strength is only about that of the Grandmaster, and even if their power to seize the body plummets, they can be easily suppressed.
"That's it..."
His eyes lit up and he focused on a fat man not far away.
This guy is the weakest among them all, looks stupid and careless, is the least vigilant, and should be the easiest to seize.
"Seize the body!"
I found the right person, knowing that if I didn't leave, it would be too late, I whispered in my heart.
call!
The soul immediately turned into an invisible and substanceless smoke and flew straight towards the fat man not far away.
Plop!
As soon as the soul here left, the old man's body suddenly became unresponsive and froze in place, motionless.
"Gone..."
Seeing the sudden change before his eyes, Master Sai Pavilion was overjoyed.
There was no response at once, indicating that there was no soul support, and the guy who took the body must have been suppressed by Master Zhang in some way, and could no longer resist running away.
I thought that the possibility of trying what the young man said would be very slim, but I never imagined that not only would it be successful... but it would go so smoothly.
"Um……"
Immediately afterwards, the unresponsive old man lying on the ground shook again and opened his eyes.
The soul that seized the body escaped, and the original soul was finally not suppressed and regained control of the body.
"Sanxiu Luozhu, thank you Master Zhang for saving your life..."
Although he was suppressed, he knew the situation outside clearly. He knew that if the young man hadn't persisted, he would definitely be the one who died.
The gratitude in my heart is beyond words.
I stood up and was about to express my gratitude when I heard a voice not far away.
Ah sneeze!
The fat man not far away felt cold all over, shuddered and sneezed.
"Oops, he...he...is seizing the body!"
Hearing the sneezing, the old man Luo Zhu thought of something, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help shouting.
The warrior's whole body is tempered by the true energy, and he is almost immune to all diseases. Under normal circumstances, he will not sneeze easily.
When he was taken away from his body, he got cold and sneezed. Now, as soon as this guy left, this happened to the fat man not far away. It was obvious that he had been possessed!