The middle-aged man in white robe kept mumbling, and after a long time, he gradually became silent. The whole body also began to feel cold.
Zong Shou took a breath, and his tense mind relaxed. At this time, the few blood symbols he drew on his body to protect him from the rain and wind were all gone. The pouring rain hit him, but in the blink of an eye, his clothes were soaked through.
Using the method of swallowing Yuan, a lot of soul power and essence were absorbed from this person. However, there was no strength left in his whole body, and he fell backwards, lying on his back in the mud, looking at the dark starry sky.
"Tch! He's just a spiritual master who has just reached the peak of the soul-watching realm—"
Even three months ago, the battle with the fierce sword Uwe, who was a secret martial artist, was far less difficult than today's battle.
At that time, with Yin Yang in check, Zong Shou didn't have to use his front straight, so he was able to accomplish great feats with one strike. But now, the spiritual master of Guanhun Realm, who is obviously just one level below Uwe, has made him restrained, and he is almost about to lose his life here.
However, the normal combat power of these people who practice spiritual arts and chanting is far inferior to that of martial arts masters. But once there are sufficient preparations, the altar talismans, and the best escorts and support, his strength can immediately increase several times, which is far beyond what warriors of the same level can handle.
This is the case for the man who calls himself Qi Xiao. With two second-level soul beasts, their strength is not much weaker than that of Fierce Sword Uwe.
However, although this battle was dangerous, he still did not force out his final trump card.
After the twitching muscles subsided slightly, Zong Shou put the willow leaf talisman on the left cuff of his left sleeve, which only showed a little cold light, back into the sleeve, and stood up with support.
He planned to hit the ground with his sword, but as soon as he stood up, the Wind Hidden Sword in his hand immediately collapsed into countless fragments, causing Zong Shou to almost fall down again.
"It turns out that this talisman sword is just a defective product. How could these people be so rich-"
But his mood was not at all relaxed, even though these swords were defective. But behind these assassins, there must be a high-level spiritual forger standing. Or maybe they have a very special connection with the armor shops that sell talisman weapons.
You must know that in this East Linyun Continent, even the defective Talisman Soldiers are not something ordinary people can buy.
Walking to the Yin-Yang Altar, Zong Shou unceremoniously took out everything on the white-robed middle-aged man.
Those hundreds of spiritual talismans are all of high grade, and more than twenty of them are obviously from the hands of the Night Travel Realm spiritual master. That mahogany sword is also three hundred years old. Zong Shou was naturally disrespectful.
Then there is this person's baggage, which surprisingly contains some "spiritual nourishing pills" specially used to treat soul injuries. There are about fifty pills in porcelain bottles, plus some bottles and jars, which are commonly used by spiritual masters. , there are also many first and second level beast crystals. In addition, there is also a third level soul beast that is still sealed.
"He is actually a fifth-level Hanminghu soul. Where did this person come from? He is rich, almost as good as those inner disciples of the Lingyun Sect? There is Wu Wei from the Fierce Sword Du Yang Mountain, and Qi Xiao. I'm afraid that before my uncle and a few cousins take action, all the forces in the east of Yunlu will be offended—"
Although he thought so, Zong Shou directly kicked Qi Xiao's body away. Then he stood in the center of the altar, stepped on the yin and yang eyes, and rekindled the two white wax lamps.
Make a seal with your hands and recite a series of prayers from your mouth. Within a moment, Zong Shou felt that several faint spiritual veins were being attracted and connected to this place.
This is the power of the altar, which uses the power of formations and seals to connect to the underground spiritual veins to enhance the power of thought.
"-This spiritual master's altar is really useful. If you are a martial artist, you must at least be innate before you can initially perceive the spiritual energy veins between heaven and earth! If you want to be able to truly use it for your own use, you must reach heaven. Only the realm of Martial Master can be achieved.”
The first time he used this spiritual master's exclusive method, Zong Shou had a lot of thoughts in his heart. However, when his soul was completely connected with the spiritual veins gathered in the Yin and Yang eyes below, he no longer had any distracting thoughts.
The huge soul power absorbed from Qi Xiao's body mixed with the spiritual energy rushing up from the underground spiritual veins.
Immediately, a suffocating force of coldness filled the small patch of dense forest.
Not far away, the silver slime beast and the falcon eagle, which were desperately entangled together, stopped immediately. Under this vague pressure, he didn't dare to make any move.
"Little guy, don't come here yet!"
Zong Shou kneaded the seal again, then stretched out his hand to move over there.
The silver slime beast showed some resistance at first, and shrank back slightly. But immediately a more powerful force of restraint broke out within his body.
He had no choice but to retract those tentacles, and after curling his whole body into a ball, he reluctantly 'rolled' over little by little.
Zong Shou smiled slightly. In fact, it is best for a spiritual master to subdue the escort when he is in a sealed state and cannot resist.
But since he dared to release this 'silver-white beast king', he was certainly not sure. During these three months, I have been feeding myself with blood almost every day, but it is not in vain.
Almost every drop of blood can deepen his control over this spiritual beast.
There was a sound of flapping wind next to my ears, and the second-level soul beast, the falcon, began to flap its wings and fly high into the sky without the restraint of the silver tentacles.
Zong Shou gave a cold sound and threw away a small black jar obtained from Qi Xiao.
Just when the falcon flew to about ten feet. Countless black threads suddenly burst out from the mouth of the jar, tightly binding his body again. Then he was forcefully pulled into the small black can. There is no need for Zong Shou to take action, the mouth of the jar will be closed automatically.
The guardian and the spiritual master are connected mentally and become one body. Once the spiritual master dies, the escort will also be severely injured.
Therefore, even though this Falcon King is at the second level, he can easily subdue it without any effort at this moment.
In just a moment, the silver sticky beast had arrived in front of the altar.
Zong Shou's expression also began to turn focused. He took out a pen, dyed it with special spiritual ink, and drew a talisman array on the skin of the sticky beast.
This ritual of subduing the guardian spirit beasts will also have a certain impact on the guardian spirit beasts in the future.
Generally speaking, when subduing a spirit beast, the stronger the spirit power displayed, the more loyal the spirit beast will be.
Although he is not in a realm at this moment, his soul is extremely pure. The soul power essence extracted from Qi Xiao's body was used squanderingly without any care at this moment. Feeding three months of blood in advance will be more effective at this moment. It's enough to subdue this king of slimy beasts.
Secondly, there is the talisman array that controls the escort. The more perfect it is, the less restrictions the spirit beast will be subject to in the future. And some special runes can promote the evolution of the guardian spirit beast.
In this era, there is no such concept. However, thousands of years later, some boring spiritual masters conducted special experiments.
Unfortunately, as a small administrator of a national library, he happened to have mastered several talisman formations.
The silver sticky beast was extremely dishonest and kept struggling and twisting. About a quarter of the way through the painting, he didn't know whether he sensed that this talisman array was of some benefit to him, but he showed an extremely comfortable expression and allowed Zong Shou to write and draw on it.
When it was completed, the entire talisman formation gradually faded away. These spiritual inks, mainly composed of Zong Shou's blood, cinnabar, spiritual stone powder, and thousand-year-old black grass juice, will gradually penetrate into the skin of the spiritual beast within the next three months. Slowly penetrate into the crystal nucleus.
Only then can it be considered a true guardian spirit beast!
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