In the world of cultivation, there are many options for those who are weak to show their submission and attachment to the former.

For example, if the other party leaves a divine consciousness in his own primordial spirit, even if the two sides are thousands of miles apart, they can monitor their every move at any time, and any thoughts in their hearts are not hidden.

However, this method, as long as the gap between the realms of the two sides is not very large, can be easily lifted at any time, or erased by the master.

Further, it is to take the initiative to hand over a wisp of Dao soul and let it be controlled by the other party.

The so-called Dao soul is naturally a part of the monk's Dao heart, although after the Dao soul is controlled by others, it will not endanger life and death, but it is closely related to the future cultivation realm, once the Dao soul is destroyed, although the cultivation will not be completely wasted, it will immediately stop, and there will be no more inch of progress, for cultivators, it can be said to be an extremely important thing.

And the choice Wei Wuya made at this moment was to hand over the most valuable thing of the monk to Zhang Tianjiu, the blood soul!

The blood soul is different from the Dao soul or divine consciousness, it is the most core part of the primordial spirit, once it is handed over to others, from then on, its life and death are only between the other party's thoughts.

In other words, after accepting Wei Wuya's blood soul, as long as Zhang Tianjiu's mind moved, no matter what realm Wei Wuya's cultivation reached, his soul would immediately scatter, and he would not even have a chance to be reborn.

And even if Zhang Tianjiu didn't move his murderous intent, as long as he fell unexpectedly, Wei Wuya would also disappear.

Being able to take the initiative to donate his blood soul and sign a contract shows how firm Wei Wuya's mind is.

Although Zhang Tianjiu is not a monk in the true sense, he has dealt with the Xiuzhen civilization for so many years, so he naturally understands what the blood soul contract means.

For Wei Wuya's decisive determination, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

However, for the things sent to the door, Zhang Jiuye has always refused to come, and immediately grabbed the blood soul donated by Wei Wuya without hesitation and swallowed it in one gulp.

After this village, there is no such shop, and he will not pretend to be a merciful saint, and he can't bear it at this time.

In the final analysis, the entire Xiuzhen world is his Zhang Tianjiu's enemy, and for the enemy, he should be like the autumn wind with few falling leaves, ruthless.

With the loss of a blood soul, Wei Wuya, who was already a crippled divine soul, seemed to be even more crumbling, becoming more and more illusory, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

However, his face showed unprecedented joy.

He was really completely shocked by Zhang Tianjiu's terrifying battle experience on the light curtain just now, so instead of feeling that there was anything wrong with signing a blood soul contract with a god king, he took advantage of it.

In Wei Wuya's opinion, no matter whether he handed over the blood soul or not, the result made no difference, an extremely strong person like Zhang Tianjiu could wipe himself out with just one gaze, and he didn't need to use other means at all.

And now not only has he saved his life, but he has also become a master-servant relationship with a god king, which is an opportunity that many monks dream of.

Although at this moment, it seemed that Zhang Tianjiu's divine sense was far less powerful than what he had shown before, and he was in the middle of it, but Wei Wuya didn't feel anything strange.

Those battle pictures that can't be faked already speak for themselves.

At the moment, Zhang Tianjiu is just hiding the cultivation realm, and the means are so clever that even he can't see the slightest clue, this is the real strong demeanor.

The only thing that puzzled Wei Wuya was that with Zhang Tianjiu's status, why did he appear in the Blue Pluto, and he was also sent into this underground palace together with the disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

Just borrowing a hundred of his guts, Wei Wuya didn't dare to inquire into the privacy of a celestial god.

Swallowing Wei Wuya's blood soul, Zhang Tianjiu's heart was shocked, and he immediately had a strange feeling.

It was as if he and Wei Wuya were connected by an invisible thread, and none of Wei Wuya's thoughts and secrets could be hidden in front of him, and even his life could decide life and death with just one thought.

After signing the Blood Soul Contract, the doubt that just popped up in Wei Wuya's heart, Zhang Tianjiu immediately caught it, but he didn't bother to make up any reason to explain, after all, now that this saint's life was completely pinched in his own hands, he was not afraid of him at all.

"Senior, will we go out now?"

Without waiting for Zhang Tianjiu's command, Wei Wuya immediately took the initiative to hand over the control of his body, and he turned into a crippled primordial spirit again, temporarily living in Zhang Tianjiu's sea of knowledge.

Zhang Tianjiu moved his lost body, grinned and said, "Naturally, you have to go out, but you still have to help me do one thing right now." ”

"Senior, just command!"

Wei Wuya didn't ask, and hurriedly agreed, it was a great honor to be driven by his predecessors.

Zhang Tianjiu touched his bald head and said, "There are a total of four stone tablets in this place, if I guess correctly, there should be a total of four generations of sect masters of the Tianluo Sect buried here, right?"

"The predecessors are as wise as torches, and it is exactly like this, this place is the underground palace of the second, third, fourth, and fifth generations of ancestors of the Tianluo Sect. ”

Zhang Tianjiu frowned: "Don't call it a senior, I'm not used to it, let's call it the Ninth Master." ”

Although this title was a bit strange, of course Wei Wuya didn't dare to disobey it, and quickly changed his words: "Yes, the former ...... Nine, nine masters. ”

Zhang Tianjiu nodded very appreciatively, being able to be called the Ninth Master by a saint in the cultivation world is also the first time in the world, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

Immediately smiled and said: "Since you have taken refuge in me, the ninth master naturally can't let you suffer, and now there is a big opportunity for you, it depends on whether you want it or not." ”

Wei Wuya is also an old monster who has cultivated for thousands of years, his mind turned quickly, thinking of Zhang Tianjiu's previous question, he immediately understood what he meant, and hesitated for a moment and said, "Ninth Master, what do you mean...... The remnants of the other three old guys?"

Zhang Tianjiu smiled: "You are still very smart, I don't think those three old ghosts have any hope of going out in this life, instead of wasting it, it is better to let you swallow it, and you can recover some strength as soon as possible." ”

In fact, Zhang Tianjiu originally planned to devour the remnant souls of the three saints by himself, but now that he has accepted Wei Wuya as his junior brother, he will give him some greeting gifts, so that this old ghost can do things for himself in the future.

Now this body has been successfully transformed by Wei Wuya, with the five elements of spiritual veins, and can completely practice any exercises in the cultivation world at will, Zhang Tianjiu's biggest goal of this trip has been achieved, so he doesn't look down on the three other three saint remnant souls, and after devouring them, it is not very meaningful, it is better to be a favor and give it to Wei Wuya.

When Wei Wuya heard this, he was really overjoyed, and he was almost so excited that he burst into tears on the spot, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you for the sake of the Ninth Master, the younger generation is grateful and will do his best to move forward in the future...... The ninth master serves. ”

it!

This guy is actually more black-skinned than the ninth master, and he is really not a good bird.

Zhang Tianjiu secretly slandered, Wei Wuya agreed to be refreshed, without the slightest guilt and hesitation of cannibalism, which was really much beyond his expectations.

But on second thought, this also makes sense.

Although they are all in the same lineage as the Heavenly Spirit Sect, these four have already fallen, and they are half-human and half-ghosts who have been waiting in this independent space for more than 3,000 years or thousands of years, and that little bit of incense is afraid that it has long been wiped out by time.

If it weren't for the fact that they were all remnant souls and couldn't leave the stele to act alone, I was afraid that these four old ghosts would have already begun to devour each other.

In the world of cultivation, survival and interests always come first.

Every strong man who stands at the pinnacle has stepped on the bones of the corpse and walked up step by step.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the three people for not being as lucky as Wei Wuya, when Zhang Jiuye closed his eyes and threw the coin, he didn't fall in the direction where the other three stone tablets were.

After setting a strategy, Zhang Tianjiu's figure shook and disappeared in place.

Half a stick after the time.

Under the stone monument in the east, there was a roar of grief and fear: "Wei Wuya, you despicable villain, you dare to calculate the old man!"

"Hahaha, the ninth master said that this is called making the best use of things, don't blame the old man for being ruthless......"

After that, there was no more sound.

This is followed by the south, east, and west.

With Zhang Tianjiu's help, Wei Wuya devoured the remnants of the other three generations of Heavenly Spirit Sect's ancestors, and it was as easy as eating and drinking.

The three saints were in a trance, and Wei Wuya, who was originally dying, suddenly became a lot more energetic, and even the confidence to speak seemed full of energy: "Thank you Ninth Master for your success, the younger generation will be ......."

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and let's go out first. ”

Zhang Tianjiu waved his hand to interrupt Wei Wuya's opportunity to show his loyalty, looked at the pillar of blood that stretched into the sky, and jumped in.

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Outside the Heavenly Spirit Sect.

The blood-colored pillar of light that rose from the depths of the valley suddenly shook violently.

This sudden change immediately attracted the attention of the strange middle-aged man who looked like a phantom.

He is naturally the current sect master of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, Yan Xinghua.

Zhou Tong beside Yan Xinghua was even more like a great enemy, his whole body's spiritual power was swollen, his palms became red, and he was ready to make a move at any time.

Yan Xinghua glanced at him lightly: "There's no need to be like this, look at this movement, if it is really one of the four of them who comes out, your cultivation is not enough at all." ”

"That Lu Yuan ......"

Yan Xinghua shook his head with a solemn face: "If you can't sense his breath, you must have failed." ”

Zhou Tong reined in his spiritual power, pretending to be relaxed and forced to smile: "For the past thousand years, you have been sending sect disciples into it in accordance with the rules of the contract, maybe they will be grateful to us when they come out." ”

Yan Xinghua smiled noncommittally and faintly: "Do you think that the saint is so easy to deceive, maybe you can't see it once or twice, and it may not be possible to do it ten times and a hundred times, but as long as the one who comes out doesn't act too much, I will be polite and give three points, and it is naturally best to be able to talk about it." ”

Zhou Tong sighed: "Then I hope so." ”