As several human sword cultivators flew at low altitude, a mountain range shrouded in light golden mist appeared in everyone's sight. This mountain range was located on the edge of the mountains, and a long winding river spread out and flowed to a plain to the north.
Chenyang pinched the spell in his right hand, and an illusory dagger aura shot out from his hand and fell into the mist. Accompanied by several sword sounds, the mist slowly opened a hole and two figures flew out.
They were a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of appearance, and a dignified-looking woman. When the man and woman saw the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, whose number was reduced by half, their expressions suddenly became a little nervous.
"Uncle Chen, the old monster appeared in the sky before. It was Master. Did he succeed?" The dignified woman couldn't help but ask after everyone entered the golden mist.
Chenyang looked up at the sky covered by golden mist, showing a rather regretful smile and said:
"Senior Brother Ye successfully understood the will, but the old guy from the Star Soul Tribe reacted too quickly. Senior Brother only had time to help the eight junior brothers free themselves, and had to self-destruct his soul, otherwise he would be imprisoned again by the Soul Binding Technique."
"The nine spiritual lights that appeared in the sky before were the remaining restrictions of the Star Soul Refining Void Soul Binding Technique. Senior brother and the others were completely freed..."
When the dignified woman heard this, her eyes flashed with a complex mixture of sadness and relief, and her originally tense expression relaxed a lot.
Another vicissitudes of life man carefully observed Chen Yang's expression. His pupils shrank slightly, and a dark color flashed in his eyes. Then his expression returned to normal. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Master uncles.
Thank you for your hard work, since this method is feasible, it means that we also have hope of relief."
"Senior Nephew Song, please tell the other disciples this news. We have lost some energy and blood, so we should go back to practice first." The sword cultivator with a beard on his chin said calmly.
"Yes, Master Yang."
The man and woman responded, and after bowing, they continued to guard the defensive formation in the light golden mist. Chen Yang and the other seven sword cultivators split into several rays of sword light and fell towards the mountains below.
The shape of the mountains here is weird, and all the peaks seem to have been cut off in the middle, forming flat-topped peaks. On each top of the mountain, there is a group of buildings that prohibit the flashing of spiritual light.
Some peaks are weapon refining halls, some are gold-hidden pavilions, and there are many disciples' residences and caves. From time to time, there are figures flying with sword lights among the peaks, which looks like a prosperous sect of cultivating immortals.
However, if you look closely, you will find that these monks are all taciturn. Even if they fly side by side, they will not say a word to each other, giving a strong sense of depression.
Chen Yang drove the sword light and came to a steep flat-topped mountain. The spiritual energy here was rich. There was only a cave wrapped in a light yellow restriction on the top of the mountain. There were several stone houses and several herbal gardens vaguely visible inside.
After he entered the cave, he immediately closed the surrounding restrictions, then arranged several formations to prevent prying eyes, and then collapsed on the ground.
"Everyone's emotions can still be sustained..."
Chen Yang murmured, only when he returned to his cave and no longer faced his painful brothers did he feel so relaxed.
"I really want to take a nap..."
Along with this thought, he suddenly felt that all the nerves in his body seemed to relax, and he felt an unfamiliar sense of relief.
The suppressed fatigue seemed to burst out at this moment. His body went limp, he fell at the door of the cave and fell asleep...
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"I didn't expect that this kid relied on his own will to hold on, and his spirit was extremely weak. I just relaxed his nerves, and he actually fell asleep..."
"Hey, go to sleep. It will feel more comfortable after a good sleep."
Lu Kun's blood clone was stored in the occipital bone of Chen Yang's head, and he sighed silently in his heart.
Just now, he slightly used the magical power of the flesh and blood spirit to completely relax the tense nerves of the sword cultivator when he was relaxing. However, he did not expect that this action would directly make him fall asleep.
"It shouldn't be strange for an immortal cultivator to sleep when he is mentally stressed, not to mention that this sword cultivator has a lot of suppressed emotions and pressure in his body."
"I just slightly adjusted Chen Yang's physical nerves. Even if the old guy from Lianxu could observe this place, he shouldn't be suspicious."
While Lu Kun carefully judged in his mind, he observed the opponent's sea of consciousness from a special angle through the vascular nerve network in Chenyang's head.
Outside Chenyang's spiritual consciousness light ball, there is a layer of weird network wrapped around it. This network is composed of strange triangular structures. In addition, there is also a blue-gray silk thread extending outward, penetrating through the consciousness.
The top of the sea.
The divine consciousness light ball is like a fish, and the sealing network outside is like a fishing net. Although the fish is caught in the net, it is still kept in the pond. When you want to catch it, you only need the connection that penetrates the sea of consciousness.
As soon as the line is pulled, the fish seems to be easily pulled away.
"This should be the soul-binding technique they call it."
"The soul of the monk in the Nascent Soul stage was fused with the Nascent Soul. After the soul-binding surgery, the soul was pulled directly from the Nascent Soul and was trapped in the sea of consciousness..."
Lu Kun once teamed up with Xu Junwen of the Yin-Yang Holy Sect to hunt down the soul of the Nascent Soul, and he knew quite a bit about the relationship between the souls of the monks in the Nascent Soul stage and the Nascent Soul.
In the state of separation like Chen Yang, if the soul is imprisoned in the sea of consciousness, the necrosis of the physical body is equivalent to death. There is no soul in the Nascent Soul, and it cannot even teleport.
"This place is equivalent to a large sect. There are at least hundreds of sword cultivators, and everyone has been subjected to the soul-binding technique. As long as the soul's emotions fall into extremes, the old guy Lianxu will collect the fishing net and devour the soul..."
"Although the magical power of refining the void cannot be judged by common sense, one thing is certain, the soul-binding technique must be related to this old guy's kingdom of God."
"The Kingdom of God is a huge pond, and the humans who have been infected with the Soul Binding Technique are the fish kept in it. Every movement of the fish, and even their thoughts, are probably within the perception of the old guy Lianxu
."
"Why does the Star Soul Clan absorb souls that contain extreme emotions? Is it because of the special nature of refining the void?"
"The old guy seems to have extracted soul thoughts from it, and he also mentioned some star treasure..."
Gu "The emotional soul should be related to the unique energy of the Star Soul Clan..."
Lu Kun couldn't help but think about the energy of the Star Soul Clan.
"In the past, the divine beings of the human race, demon race and demon race all had souls blessed by will. The star soul race seems to be a kind of pure soul power, which is somewhat close to the spiritual power of the Insect race."
"The soul with extreme emotions is similar to the soul that understands the will, but it is a little different. Even low-level monks can do it."
"This soul-binding technique can definitely sense emotional changes. We need to find out the principle..."
Thinking of this, Lu Kun felt a sense of powerlessness.
"But the current situation, even if the divine soul's hidden magical power can hide from its perception, if I use the soul binding technique here, the old guy will definitely notice something strange..."
He pioneered the line of body refining, and there is very little research on the souls of immortal cultivators. Even the will of the god-level will is blood will, and the soul is completely different from traditional immortal cultivators.
What's more, what Lu Kun wants to crack now is the spell of the Void Refining Existence, and it is still under the other party's surveillance. If there is anything strange, it may be discovered. He can only observe the Soul Binding Technique from a distance, and cannot study its characteristics at all...
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"Hmph, the unique realms of physical cultivation such as bone transformation and zangyuan were all deduced by me, Lu Kun. Even if this soul binding technique is a void refining technique, so what!"
Lu Kun's thoughts started to spin wildly, and at this time he entered a state of contemplation to deduce the difficulty of body refining.
"The human soul is a fish, the soul-binding technique is a fishing net, and the soul is a pond."
"If you want to rescue these tribesmen, you must first break the fishing nets and then take them away from the pond."
"How do you let the fish leave without touching the fishing net?"
Several key contents echoed in Lu Kun's mind.
"The human soul, the soul containing extreme emotions, the spell to capture the soul..."
"The emotions of human souls?"
"It seems that I encountered a similar scene a long time ago..."
Lu Kun suddenly remembered a long-buried memory.
"When I was sacrificed by old ghost Murong, I absorbed the blood essence of the senior warriors and activated my magical power to destroy the enemy. The absorbed blood essence contained the emotions of those senior warriors..."
Even at this moment, he could clearly remember those extreme emotions mixed with unwillingness and resentment.
"In addition to the extreme emotions of the Vajra Art warrior, there is even a trace of residual soul remaining in the flesh, blood, essence and blood..."
At that time, he was short-sighted and had low cultivation, so he felt that this might be the special feature of the Vajra Art. But now that he has reached the realm of the Zang Yuan stage, involving the realm of the soul and will, he recalled this special feature of the Vajra Art warrior,
Still feel incredible.
Even if a traditional immortal cultivator turns into a zombie after death, there is no original remnant soul in the body.
"Is this caused by the physical strength?"
"Wait a minute, there's Senior Ling Yuetian..."
Lu Kun immediately thought of another thing. When he was escaping, he met Wang Shitong, a corpse refiner. This person was almost killed by Ling Yuetian when he was dealing with him.
You must know that Wang Shitong at that time was at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. Ling Yuetian did not have a spiritual control weapon, but he actually had an attack power close to the perfection of Qi Refining. Obviously, he had a new breakthrough and understanding of the Vajra Art, and he could compete with the power of a mortal to become an immortal.
By.
"Senior Ling, who was turned into a zombie, was still conscious when I was talking to Wang Shitong. Not only him, but also several other seniors of Vajra Art. With their help, I defeated Wang Shitong twice.
The foundation building was successful.”
"That is to say, if a Vajra Art warrior dies with extreme emotions, a trace of the residual soul will remain in the body together with the extreme emotions. Whether it is refined into a zombie or refined into blood, it will be preserved."
"Then there is only one possibility for the carrier of this emotion, and that is..."
"Human blood!"
Lu Kun felt a little excited in his heart, as if he had discovered something surprising.
"Mortal warriors have no spiritual roots. As a human being, the only particles in the body that can serve as a carrier of emotions and souls are the original particles of the human bloodline!"
Thinking of this, he connected many things in his mind and made a bold guess.
"Senior Ling Yuetian will not be able to pose a threat to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining if he relies solely on the pure power of the Great Vajra Art."
"I'm afraid he has found a way to tap out the special energy contained in extreme emotions, combine it with human blood and physical strength, and thus threaten the immortal cultivators who have perfected the Qi Refining Dzogchen with a mortal body..."
"Then can I look for a similar method and try to find the connection between the emotional soul and the human bloodline to save these human souls?"