The foundation-building monk looked a lot older than the middle-aged monk, and said arrogantly: "How dare you refuse me, do you know the power of my royal family? If it wasn't for my few concubines who had not given birth Children with spiritual roots, you think I will fall in love with you as an ugly monster. Hmph, don't know how to promote it, because it offends the Wang family and makes you unable to eat."
In order to avoid trouble, Xia Xue used the Thousand Illusion Mask to transform herself into a dark and thin middle-aged woman. At this time, she ignored the person and said to the Jindan monk: "Friend Wang Dao, everything So, please leave, I still have to practice, and please don’t bother you again in the future."
The golden core monk suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Haha, who do you think you are? But a small casual cultivator, even if the pill formation is successful, it is just an ant-like existence. He dared to blast me away. It seems that he won't teach you. Now, you really don't know the heights of the sky."
Dongfang Wugui had already performed the shrinking technique, and he appeared in the small courtyard in a blink of an eye. He immediately converged his aura into a junior gold core monk, but he showed his true colors and stepped into the courtyard. Xia Xue saw him suddenly appeared and rushed towards him in surprise, but when he reached him, she blushed and stopped her figure. For a while, she was at a loss and just murmured: "You are finally here. ."
Dongfang Wugui smiled and said, "It seems it's not too late, what's the matter?"
Xia Xue glanced at the two with disdain, and said aggrieved: "I finally succeeded in forming a pill a year ago, but somehow the vision during the pill formation was discovered by the monks of the Wang family. They came to the door politely at first. I said I was a casual cultivator, so they asked me to join the Wang family. After I refused, somehow this Wang Daoist came to his house and said that he wanted to propose marriage for his son. I have clearly rejected them twice, but they know that they are today. Come again."
Dongfang Wuhui frowned slightly and said, "Wang Family? Is it a big family?"
Xia Xue hasn’t answered yet, and the foundation-building cultivator has already said triumphantly: “The soil buns, who don’t even know about the Wang family, must be a casual cultivator. Hmph, tell you, my ancestor is the elder Luyemen, you can give it to me. I'll get out of here and stay here again to be an eye-catcher, and you will surely lose your life."
The middle-aged monk was also taken aback by the sudden appearance of Dongfang Wugui, but then discovered that he was only the first level of the Golden Core Stage, so he stood aside indifferently and let the foundation-building monk wantonly. Dongfang Wugui couldn't help but frown again when he saw this, and said faintly: "Since Daoyou Xia has let you go, you should leave quickly."
Lvyemen is a first-class school in Changxing area, and the elders are naturally sage-level monks. However, if Dongfang Wuhui is alone, he is not afraid of the cultivator of the magical soldier, not to mention that his current strength is enough to compete with the cultivator of the magical soldier, not to mention that he still has a puppet on his body. But now that Xia Xue is involved, he has to hesitate.
Chapter 256, Bloodbath of the Wang Family (1)
The middle-ranked golden core cultivator of the king's family showed a sneer on his face and said: "I don't know the heights of the sky, huh, do you think that two people can fight against me? So your surname is Xia, okay, I will teach you today. Let you learn how to be obedient in the future, as for this kid? Humph, I just need a golden pill in the pill that I refine, so just use yours."
As he said, a small golden gong appeared in the middle-aged monk's left hand. The monk flicked the gong with his fingers. The little gong made a clear sound. Dongfang Wugui didn't feel it at all, but Xia Xue immediately hugged her hands when she heard the sound of the gong. There was a painful groan in his head and mouth, and his body trembled involuntarily, and he could hardly stand still.
The unlucky god yelled immediately: "Boy, that's the soul-eater gong. Your little lover has been tampered with in secret. If you don’t grab that little gong quickly, you only need the little gong to ring nine times in a row, your little gong. The lover will be lost."
Dongfang Wugui showed a cold and stern aura when he heard the words, and put his right hand out. Before the monk had any response, he had grabbed the small gong in his hand, and then patted the monk's lower abdomen with his left hand. The monk's dantian smashed into pieces, and he waved his hand at random. Before the foundation-building monk screamed, he was already shot dead with a palm.
The middle-aged monk showed a look of horror on his face, his dantian was destroyed, and his cultivation level was naturally abolished. People are afraid of death, and as a long-lived immortal cultivator, he is even more afraid of death. The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Fellow Taoist stop, I am a monk of the Wang family, as long as the Taoist does not kill me, I am willing to give him one. A large piece of spiritual stone."
Dongfang Wugui did not leave this person for his life, of course, not to spare the other's life, nor to blackmail the spirit stone, but to search for the soul to learn about the soul-eater gong. Without saying a word, he pressed his right palm on the top of the monk's head to search for the soul of this kind of golden core monk. Of course, he didn't need to take action by the unlucky god. He could search for the soul on his own to find the information he wanted to know.
After a while, Dongfang Wugui suddenly changed his face and hit the top of the monk's head with a palm of his hand. It turned out that he searched for the soul-storing gong information. The soul-locking gong needs to get the hair or blood of the target in advance, so that a main ghost can swallow these items, and the ghost can be controlled within a certain distance by the secret method. Directly swallow the controlled soul.
The main ghost is at least the cultivation base of the Yuan Ying period. It needs the soul of the immortal cultivator, and has to torture the monk repeatedly during his lifetime, so that his resentment will rise to the sky, and the soul will not disperse into a grievance after death. After the monk captures and subdues this kind of evil spirit, the next step is to raise the ghost. In order to keep the spirit alive and gradually improve the cultivation base, the main ghost needs to continuously devour fresh blood and grievances.
Raising ghosts needs to capture virgins or immortal cultivators, and let the main ghost swallow the flesh and blood of that person alive, and the soul of the dead becomes a grieving soul. And after these grievances are swallowed by the master ghost, they become slaves of the master ghost, that is, the grievances. As long as the master ghost casts the spell, those grievances will be controlled and become the lifestealer that controls the caster.
Raising ghosts requires the main ghost to swallow a living person every ninety-nine days. The main ghost's cultivation base can be continuously improved, and the higher the cultivation base, the more effective the spellcasting is of course. And if you want to completely break the spirit eater, you must completely destroy the main ghost, otherwise, even if an unjust soul is destroyed, the main ghost can separate other ghosts to control the caster, and can also search for the location of the controlled one through secret methods.
Of course, this kind of soul-stealing requires the blood of the opponent first, secondly, the cultivation base of the main ghost must be higher than that of the controlled person, and thirdly, there is a certain distance limit. Only the resentful soul can be within a certain distance from the controlled person. Directly enter the sea of consciousness of the controlled person through the secret method, biting and devouring the soul of the controlled person.
The royal family uses this secret technique to control the monks who take refuge in the family. Of course, those controlled monks can only work hard for the royal family. Compared with being killed by Soul Eater and dying by devouring the primordial spirit, being killed is a relief, as long as A monk who is controlled by Soul Eater should never want to get rid of control. The ancestor of the Wang family was a ghost repairer. After the foundation was built, he secretly tortured a fellow monk, and then cultivated it into a master ghost with secret methods. So far, the ancestor of the Wang family has raised ghosts for thousands of years. Of course, the ancestors of the Wang family knew that the ghost-raising people were angry with each other. For this reason, they established a family outside the school and raised the ghost of the Lord in the family.
A monk from the Wang family came to invite Xia Xue to join the Wang family. After being rejected, he quietly took a piece of Xia Xue’s hair and used the soul-eating secret technique. The small gong was sealed with the soul of resentment and was unblocked by a special secret method. Later, the resentful soul will automatically attack the master's soul, so Xia Xue will feel the headache unbearable.
If Dongfang Wugui wanted to solve Xia Xue's worries, he needed to completely eradicate the ghost of the Lord. Now it is impossible for him to calm down. What's more, the ancestors of the Wang family killed monks and children, raised ghosts and harmed others, which made him angry, not only to kill the Lord's ghost, but also to completely eradicate the Wang family. Since he was young, his father used to teach him to study and wanted him to be an ordinary person. Although he didn't embark on that path in the end, his xinxing was greatly affected.