"Mom! It doesn't look like much here! Why did you call so many senior brothers here in such a hurry? For us, the more than thirty Nascent Soul stage monks, it would be enough to destroy a few third-level cultivation civilizations!
"Chen Ming suddenly stood up, hugged the middle-aged female cultivator's arm, and said with a coquettish smile.
Listening to Chen Ming's words, the strength of these dozens of people has actually reached the peak of the terrifying Nascent Soul stage! It is really unbelievable! And this middle-aged female cultivator whose strength has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage is Chen Ming's
Mother, one of the elders of the Xuantian Sect, Lan Lin! The reason why Chen Ming dared to be so rampant in the Xuantian Sect was because, firstly, he relied on his master to transform into a bitter one; and secondly, this Lan Lin was also his biggest support
!Lan Lin is his mother, if she doesn’t help him, who can help him?
Lan Lin turned to look at Chen Ming and said with a smile: "Ming'er, it's not true that there is nothing here. Look at the space around here. The spiritual power is surging. The four spiritual attributes of air, yin and yang, and earth and wood are very huge.
, but other attributes of spiritual power are also very mixed. Obviously, at least four Nascent Soul stage monks fought here with a large group of Golden Core stage monks just now. You see, the trees here seem to be very neat, without any abnormalities, but these trees
Above it, there are countless collars, which should have been deliberately restored by the wood attribute monk before he left. Ming'er, you are so ignorant and incompetent that you can't even see the signs of this kind of battle. You will have to eat it in the future.
Big loss!"
"Hmph! With a mother protecting her child, who dares to be bold enough to go against me?!" Chen Ming raised his head proudly and shouted loudly.
"You kid..." Lan Lin stretched out her slender hand and patted Chen Ming on the head, but did not refute what Chen Ming just said - Chen Ming was right, Chen Ming was her son, who
Anyone who dares to bully her son is challenging her dignity, Lan Lin! As long as such a person dares to appear, he will be killed directly, no need to say anything!
"Uncle Lan Lin, please, do we want to..." Chen Hua asked aloud.
"No need." The smile on Lan Lin's face disappeared instantly, and her expression was indescribably cold: "They are just a few monks in the Nascent Soul stage. They probably fought here by chance. The Star Master Exchange Conference will start the day after tomorrow.
He sent out manpower at this time to cause trouble for himself for no reason. As long as he guards Yuan Hexing and no one comes to cause trouble." After Lan Lin finished speaking, she paused and continued, "In special times, important matters are the most important."
"yes!"
After listening to Lan Lin's instructions, the monks all responded coldly, and no one dared to refute.
Lan Lin looked into the distance again, then suddenly turned around, her body turned into a stream of light, and rushed into Yuanhe City. Seeing Lan Lin move, Chen Ming and Chen Hua quickly turned around and flew back to Yuanhe.
Within the city.
What would he think if He Linhua, who was flying far away, knew that because of Chen Ming's mother's words, he luckily escaped the encirclement and suppression by a group of Nascent Soul monks?
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, who holds the colors and practices dancing in the air.
The figures of the monks flickered in the air, just like a series of colorful exercises. For a moment, the sky above Yuanhe City was flashing, colorful and indescribably beautiful.
Chun released his spiritual consciousness all the way, flying quickly within Yuanhe Star, carefully observing the surrounding situation.
After flying for nearly half a day, Chun made sure that there were no pursuers behind him, then he took He Linhua and the other three and lowered the altitude slightly.
The location where the four of them are now is in a dense jungle on Yuanhe Planet. Chun controls the crutch and passes through the tops of the trees. Occasionally, one or two spiritual beasts without eyes are also attracted by Chun.
After several consecutive attacks, it was shattered into a pile of minced meat.
"Find a place to stop." He Linhua opened his eyes slightly.
"Yes!" Chun responded, found a lake in a dense forest, and stopped next to the lake.
He Linhua and the others got off their crutches, and immediately some surrounding spirit beasts attacked. Chun controlled the crutches in his hands and tapped them lightly. In the blink of an eye, those spirit beasts whose strength was not in the foundation building stage were pierced by vines and nailed to the tree.
He Linhua sat down cross-legged and rested for a while, then released the six loose cultivators including Little Dog Dan, Xiong Xiaomei and He Da, and asked them to find a safe place.
Now, Yuanhe City cannot go back for the time being. He Linhua suffered such a serious injury, and the top priority is to nurse the injury back. As for the so-called Star Lord Exchange Conference, it is no longer what He Linhua really cares about. Find
A safe place to heal is key.
The six puppy dogs flew out, while Chun stood behind He Linhua, waiting carefully. All the spiritual beasts that came close to the lake, regardless of their level, were killed by Chun one by one.
After a while, Little Dog Dan returned first and said in a sweet voice: "Master, I found a cave halfway up the eastern mountain. There was a group of vampire bats in the cave, and I have killed them."
Ever since He Linhua arrived at Xuantian Sect, Xiaowu Dan also started to change his name to "Master".
"Well!" He Linhua stood up, summoned a casual cultivator at will, and ordered, "When Xiong Xiaomei, He Da, He Er, He San, and He Si come back, let them find a cave halfway up the mountain. I'll
There."
"Yes." The casual cultivator responded. Then, Chun took up the crutches again and quickly flew He Linhua and the others into the cave.
The cave is not very deep, only about ten to twenty meters. Although the entrance is slightly narrow, the interior is extremely wide. Deep in the cave, the ground is full of bat droppings and bat corpses. Xiaoxia takes action and cleans them up.
He Linhua decided on this location for these rubbish.
About five or six minutes later, all the casual cultivators arrived in the cave. He Linhua took the casual cultivators back into the Soul Refining Temple, and then cut a huge boulder from the side wall to block the entrance of the cave, allowing Protector Chun to
, he meditated and practiced to recover from his injuries.
After meditating for ten days, He Linhua felt that his injuries were a little better, so he stopped meditating and looked at the gains from this battle.
This time, He Linhua killed nearly twenty Jindan stage monks, one early Yuanying stage monk, and Qi Lang, and obtained a total of twenty storage rings. Most of these storage rings were
It was filled with miscellaneous spiritual stones, and there was nothing else useful. However, He Linhua found a strange spiritual talisman inside Napoleon's ring.
Bad Luck Talisman: A special curse-type non-level talisman. It can draw a special talisman at the expense of itself, causing the enemy to suffer various misfortune disasters.
Seeing the introduction to the effects of this bad luck charm, He Linhua had a strange expression on his face - how could this so-called bad luck charm have the same effect as the karma he had used to harm the enemy?
Thinking of this, He Linhua left this bad luck charm for future study, and piled other miscellaneous garbage into his storage ring.
After inspecting the trophies, He Linhua also thought of the soul of Napoleon in his arms.
With Chun standing by to protect him, He Linhua took out the small vine ball and released Poulun's Nascent Soul.
As soon as Po Lun appeared, he knelt down on the ground and shouted for mercy - he was just an ordinary Nascent Soul now, and his real combat power was not as good as even a monk at the peak of the Golden Core Stage, let alone
Chun Lai, who was always vigilant at the side, might not be able to beat even He Linhua, who had just recovered from some injuries.
He Linhua simply ignored Napoleon's plea for mercy.
This time it was He Linhua who defeated Poulun. If he had not defeated Poulun, the one who greeted him would have been killed by this Poulun! If he didn't have some interest in Nascent Soul of Napoleon, He Linhua would not have kept Poulun at all.
Nascent Soul, but directly destroyed it!
His spiritual consciousness penetrated into the Soul Refining Temple and chose to absorb the Nascent Soul in front of him.
Sure enough, this Nascent Soul of Polean was still the same as at the beginning, being told that it was too powerful and could not be absorbed.
He Linhua looked at this golden Nascent Soul and frowned. How can we make this Nascent Soul weak and let Chun give it a beating? Or what else?
While He Linhua was thinking, suddenly, Xuanyin's voice appeared in He Linhua's mind: "Master, do you want to make the Nascent Soul in front of you weak? I can help."
"Oh?" He Linhua was surprised. Ever since Xuanyin asked He Linhua to go to the Burial Star to get a more advanced soul for it, it had been put in "confinement" by He Linhua. He Linhua had just released it. He Linhua asked curiously.
: "What can you do? What can you do?"
Xuanyin replied: "Master, no matter how powerful this Nascent Soul is, to put it bluntly, it is just a soul. Moreover, in essence, the Nascent Soul is not much different from a special soul. If you want to make it become
Weak, just let me absorb some of its soul..."
When Xuanyin said this, He Linhua rolled his eyes - ugh! He was just thinking about why Xuanyin, who usually didn't say a word, suddenly gasped again, but it turned out that
That's the truth! Needless to say, he seemed to be able to feel Xuanyin drooling in his mind just now.
After thinking about it, the Nascent Soul in front of him was not very useful anyway, so He Linhua was happy to let Xuanyin test it.
According to what Xuanyin said, he swung out the Xuanyin Sword and gently struck Poulun's Nascent Soul with the Xuanyin Sword.
When Po Lun saw He Linhua slashing at him with his sword, he wanted to resist but did not dare to take action - he was just a Nascent Soul now, and the magic weapon had been confiscated by He Linhua. Even if he self-destructed, since he had no body, his maximum power would be equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul.
Under the protection of Chun, the ordinary blow of the monks in the first period could not even hurt He Linhua's skin. Why bother? Let's see what He Linhua is going to do first! If he wants to beat him to pieces, then he blows himself up.
It’s not too late…
The Xuanyin Sword pierced into Poulun's Nascent Soul, and then He Linhua felt that the Xuanyin Sword was like a sponge immersed in water, and began to continuously absorb the spiritual power contained in the Nascent Soul.
When the Xuanyin Sword began to devour his own spiritual power, Poulun was shocked. He wanted to slow down the dissipation of his spiritual power, but he was unable to do so. His spiritual power was still like a water pipe with a faucet turned on.
, flowing outward quickly. Even his self-destruction became a delusion!
As time went by, in He Linhua's eyes, the color of the Nascent Soul in front of him changed little by little, from gold to light gold, and then to yellow, light yellow...
"Didi... the system prompts that a weak soul with independent consciousness has been found. Do you want to absorb it?"
After hearing the prompt in his mind, He Linhua immediately took back the Xuanyin Sword without saying a word. Xuanyin immediately protested in his mind: "Master, this Nascent Soul in front of me is a great tonic for me.
!As long as I absorb it all, it will become a magic weapon 100%!"
"Oh...so what?" He Linhua replied lightly, and then cut off the contact with Xuanyin and closed Xuanyin's confinement.
It is certainly attractive that Xuanyin Sword can become a magic weapon, but He Linhua knows better that after absorbing the soul of the Yuanying stage in front of him, it is likely to have the terrifying cultivation level of the early Yuanying stage. For the current He Linhua
It is said that having a helper with a level of cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage is more useful than having a magic weapon. What's more, as long as the helper returns his original low-grade magic weapon to him, he will immediately have another Nascent Soul stage monk who can use a low-grade magic weapon.
?
After closing the Xuanyin confinement, He Linhua looked coldly at the almost transparent Nascent Soul in front of him. Now, Poulun was regretting it to death - he was regretting it now, why didn't he self-destruct just now? Now he was covered in blood
Shang Xia actually has no spiritual power at all, and even if he wants to self-destruct, he can't...
"Polen, there is no hatred between you and me, right?" He Linhua asked coldly.
"This...is!" Poland thought for a while. He was really unlucky for eight lifetimes. Why would he target He Linhua for nothing? Otherwise, he would have gone back to his hometown and lived happily.
He Linhua continued: "The grievances between you and me all stem from your desire to kill people and seize treasures, that's why it's like this! Now, I'll give you a chance to live, are you willing?"
Survive? Who wouldn’t want to survive? Po Lun looked at the condition of his Nascent Soul, and then thought about the bunch of enemies he had provoked outside - all of his cultivation had been abolished, and he just wanted to practice
, he may not be able to come back from cultivation! If he goes out like this, why not be split into n souls by his former enemies?!
Thinking of this, Napoleon said angrily: "Don't pity me! You'd better kill me! Even if my soul is gone, I will admit it!"
"..." He Linhua was speechless. He originally wanted to show off in front of Napoleon, so that it would be easier to tame his soul later. Who would have thought that the pretense failed, and instead made Poulone sad and angry?
He Linhua thought for a while, pointed to Chun beside him, and said: "What I mean is that I want you to become my slave like her, and I will also restore your cultivation and return your magic weapon."
Even if you don’t want to give it to you?”
"Ah?" Poulun was stunned. Only now did he understand that this was what He Linhua meant!
Being able to exist in a soul body like the soul body that has been standing next to him, and also be able to have his original cultivation level? This kind of good thing seems to have no disadvantages except that he has an extra master.
At this time, Chun spoke from the side again: "Master, what's so good about this guy? He injured the master and allowed him to enjoy this kind of benefit? Let me tell you, the slave took him out and threw him to the spiritual beasts.
never mind."
As soon as Chun threatened, Napoleon immediately did not dare to hesitate. He nodded repeatedly and said: "Master! Master! You will be my master from now on! Please take me in!" It's impossible for him not to surrender now! His life is on the line now.
Someone else is holding it in their hands! If he is really thrown out to feed the spiritual beasts, he might as well be thrown to his group of enemies!
Moreover, Poleon also had his own plans in mind. The man in front of him was not as strong as himself. Even if he signed a master-servant contract, as long as his strength continued to improve, he could always find a way to become a servant. When the time comes, not only would he
Not only can he obtain this magical spell that turns souls into subordinates, but he can also torture this kid at will...
"Okay." Just when Poulun was having sex, He Linhua immediately chose to absorb Poulun's soul.
Two minutes later, Poulun's Nascent Soul disappeared. At the same time, an additional soul with independent consciousness appeared in the Soul Refining Temple. He Linhua immediately chose to release it to the Soul Retention Palace, and then his spiritual consciousness entered the Soul Retention Palace.
Check out the attributes of Napoleon's soul.
Sure enough, Po Lun was a Nascent Soul soul with Yang attributes. Although he had no spiritual power at all, he still had golden soul signs in the Soul Refining Temple.
Seeing He Linhua appear, Po Lun quickly stammered and asked: "Master... master, what... is this place?"
He Linhua was too lazy to answer, and casually checked the enhancement and taming buttons of Polean. The probability of enhancement of Polean was only a pitiful one percent - no wonder, he had no spiritual power at all. If he had a higher probability of enhancement,
, then there is a ghost. As for the taming success rate of Poleon, it has reached 95%. This success rate is already very high. I think it has something to do with Poleon's acceptance of his fate.
After choosing to tame, He Linhua's consciousness withdrew from the Soul Refining Temple and began to warm up his own meridians.
Thousands of miles east of Yuanhe Villa is the famous Monster Forest on Yuanhe Planet.
This forest covers an area of a terrifying three million square kilometers. It radiates from the center to the surroundings and has various levels of spiritual beasts. The level of the spiritual beasts around the forest is slightly lower, while in the center of the forest, it is said that there are still
There are terrifying Nascent Soul Stage spirit beasts!
Fortunately, due to some special formation constraints, these spiritual beasts will not fly out of the forest and only move within the forest. Otherwise, the entire Yuanhe Star would have been abandoned.
Early that morning, two figures suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the Monster Forest. Both figures flew with swords, and when they arrived at the outskirts of the Monster Forest, they stopped on a tree.
Looking at the two people now, they are a man and a woman. The man is handsome and the woman is gorgeous. They are both wearing the clothes of Xuantian Sect's inner disciples. On their chests, a large Tai Chi diagram highlights the two.
person's identity.
"Uncle Chenxing, why did you call me here this time?" The female cultivator stood on the treetop with a lively look, smiling and giving her a flirtatious look.
The male cultivator named Chen Xing gave a lewd laugh, pinched the female cultivator's chin with one hand and said, "My dear nephew, aren't you talking nonsense? You said I'm looking for you, what else can you do?"
