"Soul power transforms into blood?" Lu Sheng squinted his eyes, watching Zhang Qixuan miraculously quickly recover from the brink of death, heal the wound, replenish qi and blood, and unexpectedly return to the previous state without any injuries.
This effect is very miraculous. He has seen many similar methods before, but none of them are as miraculous as here.
And there seems to be no aftereffects yet.
After finishing all this, Zhao Chongjun stood up and looked at Lu Sheng.
"Friend, are you interested in learning about our urgency?" He tried to force a sincere smile on his face.
"Don't listen to him, come with me. I have a long history in Yishanmen, and I am one of the most famous in the psychic world. It's not like him. I'm a fool. I've learned messy things, and they're all wild ways."
Huang Ya on the side approaches Leng Sheng.
The boy in front of him is of excellent quality. If he can become a psychic or a psychic user, he will definitely be the best partner with great strength.
"Anyway, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Xu Mo and other local ghost weapon envoys may also notice it if you stay for a long time. Withdraw first." Huang Ya said calmly, and was the first to put away her knife and walk down the mountain.
"Wait, I'll add your phone. If you have any questions later, you can ask me directly." Zhao Chongjun said quickly.
Lu Sheng glanced at Zhang Qixuan who was unconscious on the ground.
The world is more interesting than he imagined.
With a swish, Huang Ya went back and forth and gently landed beside Zhang Qixuan, picked up Zhang Qixuan, and walked down the mountain.
Apparently she was thinking that if a girl was alone with two big men, Lu Sheng, something might go wrong.
"Just now we didn't pay attention to stop and almost killed her. Now I'm in charge of taking her back to the hotel." Huang Ya left the mountain quickly after leaving a word.
"Let's go, let's go too." Zhao Chongjun wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up and walked down the mountain.
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A moment later, Lu Sheng sat in Huang Ya's hotel room.
Zhang Qixuan and Huang Ya sat on the desk, and sat cross-legged on the bed. At this time, they were all staring at Lu Sheng with burning eyes.
"Before you ask a question, let me introduce to you what kind of existence our psychic user is." At this time, Huang Ya has lost her previous cold temperament. She looks just like an ordinary high school girl.
Wearing denim shorts and a white T-shirt, she seems to be no different from an ordinary girl.
"Okay." Lu Sheng nodded, indicating that the other party can start.
Huang Ya glanced at Zhao Chongjun who was on the side, and continued.
"In this world, there are always some people with different talents, who are different from ordinary people.
They can communicate with dead souls, talk to the dead, and borrow the power of dead souls to strengthen themselves for a short time.
They are called psychics. "
She seriously gave a concept first.
"Can you talk to the dead?" Lu Sheng was thoughtful.
"Among the psychics, there are also some insightful people who guide and attach their own communicating souls to weapons made of special materials, and then carefully care for and maintain them, nourishing and strengthening the souls in them.
So that these weapons have more and more powerful power, this is the so-called ghost weapon. The weapon attached to the soul is the legendary ghost weapon. "
"Actually, to put it bluntly, it is us who are ghost implements who can borrow the power of ancient souls attached to ghost artifacts. It is not ordinary people. It's as simple as that." Zhao Chongjun concluded casually.
"It's really simple." Lu Sheng nodded. "Then, what was that thing called Void Demon before?"
"That's a monster made of broken souls condensed together, born of resentment and hatred. It's only hated for us psychics. Don't worry, they rarely attack ordinary people." Huang Ya said simply.
"Then, what are you trying to do by dragging me here?" Lu Sheng asked in surprise.
"You are born with a strong soul. You can withstand the shock wave of the soul without hurting yourself. Such a strong soul is born with the best qualifications to practice the ghost weapon." Huang Ya said seriously.
"So I hope you can join my sect, and I will extradite you to become a real phantom user."
"Phantom Weapon? Just let me find a weapon with a soul, and let him possess him to fight with me?" Lu Sheng asked in surprise.
"Theoretically, yes." Huang Ya nodded.
"Then what are the consequences of being possessed, and what side effects does that state have on people?" Lu Sheng asked again.
"There are no side effects. For ordinary people, it will damage the lifespan, but for us, it has no effect. The only troublesome thing is that memory sharing takes time. The memory of you and the ancient soul will be shared with each other to a certain extent. Improve the fit between the two parties.
The higher the degree of fit, the stronger the power you can explode together. A specific example is, look at Zhao Chongjun over there, although he is holding a gold-level ghost weapon, he is also comparable to me, a silver ghost weapon envoy. "
"That is to say, his compatibility with the golden pistol is very low?" Lu Sheng drew inferences.
"That's it." Huang Ya nodded.
"Understood." Lu Sheng nodded. "I'm sorry, although I really want to know the world where your urgenders live, but... I don't like sharing memories with people. Especially if it's a random stranger from outside."
Hearing the introduction, he probably also understood what the state of this special group of people was.
By borrowing the skills of ancient souls, you can fight with powerful force in a short period of time, and perhaps there are some secret methods that can mobilize supernatural soul power to fight at once.
But that's all.
He doesn't think there are any ancient souls in this world who are qualified to possess his own body.
As for shared memory, that's even more nonsense.
"You don't think about it anymore?" Huang Ya and the two were a little confused for a while, but Lu Sheng refused decisively just after listening to the introduction of the secret.
This is the first time they have extradited a psychic.
"There's nothing to think about." Lu Sheng stood up. "Okay, you guys are playing your tricks, and pay more attention to your surroundings in the future, so as not to hurt the innocent. I'll go first, don't worry about your affairs, I won't spread the word."
Without waiting for the two to react, he waved his hand, opened the door, and walked away.
Zhao Chongjun wanted to chase after getting up, but was stopped by Huang Ya.
"Forget it, this person is different from us. A person like him has a firm mind, and it is difficult to change after making a decision. Otherwise, he would not have such a solid soul."
"How do you know if you don't try?" Zhao Chongjun said casually, and chased after him.
The journey continues.
After Lu Sheng returned to the room, from that day forward, Huang Ya and Zhao Chongjun always appeared within his field of vision.
On the contrary, Zhang Qixuan, who woke up after a coma, woke up and found that she was lying in her room with nothing missing on her body. She suspected that everything she encountered before was a dream.
Instead, I continued to travel with everyone like nothing happened.
Lu Sheng continued to use the Red Soul Kungfu to continuously improve his body strength, basically the speed of improvement could be stabilized at twice the speed in a day.
By the fifth day of the journey, his physical fitness had reached ten times that of ordinary people.
And the journey, it's time to leave this area.
The so-called active volcano is actually looking at the scenery from a distance at the foot of the mountain, staying in a hotel on the mountainside for one night, and experiencing wild life, that's all.
If there is any difference compared to before, it is that the cousin Zhang Qixuan no longer always makes trouble for Lu Sheng as before.
Soon it was time for the brigade to return.
In the afternoon of the last day, everyone discussed together to have a meal, sing and rest. However, Lu Sheng did not participate in the event, quietly left the ktv alone, and rushed towards the ecological park along the road in front of the hotel.
The kind of virtual demon mixed with the power of desolation is what he is most interested in.
At night, street lights divide the dark street scene into pieces along the way. Scattered pedestrians moved slowly under the street lights, and some vehicles roared past with their high beams on, rolling up a mess of garbage bags and beer cans.
Lu Sheng walked slowly towards the ecological park, putting his hands in his pockets. Just half an hour ago, he successfully increased to eleven times the strength of ordinary people.
After knowing the main system of this world, he decided not to integrate into the system here. He was only going to settle the karma of the boy's wish, and then find the clues of the power of desolation and the eye of evil, and then return to the Demon Realm to rest.
As the road goes forward, there are fewer and fewer people on the road, and the frequency of vehicles passing by is also getting lower and lower.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Sheng suddenly stopped and stood where he was.
Under a streetlight directly in front of him, a white-haired man in a white sweater was squatting on the ground with a cigarette in his hand. The red cigarette butt flickered in the shadows, obviously smoking.
Lu Sheng glanced at the other party. It was so late and in such a remote place, yet there were still people smoking here.
You must know that it is at least ten kilometers away from the bustling area.
But it has nothing to do with him.
He just paused, then continued to walk forward, passing by the white-haired man.
"Hey." Suddenly the white-haired man stood up, threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stomped it out.
"Have you been in contact with a psychic recently?" He turned his head and looked directly at Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng turned around and looked at him.
"Contacted. What's the matter?"
The white-haired man didn't expect him to be so frank, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said.
"Do you know where Zhao Chongjun is? You have his soul power in you, don't tell me you don't know. I don't like this answer."
"Zhao Chongjun?" Lu Sheng raised his voice, "I know."
"Where is he?" The white-haired man nodded and looked at his watch. "You should be glad that I'm in a good mood now and don't want to kill people. If you say it, I'll let you go."
The shoes that Lu Sheng was about to leave suddenly fell off. He turned around, put one hand into his trouser pocket, and pulled the collar with the other hand to make the clothes looser.
Then he walked slowly towards Baimao.
Boom! !
Lightning punch.
Lu Sheng's arm was blurred under the streetlight for a moment, and then returned to its original position.
The head of the white-haired man exploded like a watermelon on the spot, and the remaining headless corpse was still holding a freshly drawn cigarette in its hand, and fell powerlessly on its back.
Lu Sheng looked down at the corpse, turned around and continued walking in the direction he had sensed before.
His purpose is the virtual demon, not these inexplicable garbage.
At his level, killing a guy at this level is no different from stepping on an ant on the side of the road.
There is no sorrow or joy, no surprise and vibration, just as natural as eating and drinking water.
"By the way, why did I kill him?" He suddenly thought of this question, pondered inexplicably, walked away slowly, and walked towards the distance.