"Will you be a slave?"

Lu Jing looked at Yingxue Zhenren in surprise, never expecting that Yingxue Zhenren would be able to let go of the dignity of Zifu Zhenren and recognize him as the master. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even the monks of the Ice Separation Sword Sect felt that it was impossible to think when they heard it.

The fact that a Purple Mansion monk was willing to become a slave of an initiated monk sounded like a fantasy.

You must know that the cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation Realm are like carp crossing the river, and there are countless of them, but there are far less than one in a thousand who can become real people in the Purple Mansion.

Therefore, the status of a Purple Mansion True Person is very high among monks.

Even among the top large sects such as the Yin Demon Sect, the most poor Zifu Zhenren can hold an important position in the sect, and if they are highly talented, they can also become true disciples and be cultivated as the future pillars of the sect.

Therefore, after hearing that Yingxue Zhenren volunteered to become Lu Jing's slave, everyone was really surprised.

Yingxue Zhenren met Lu Jing's puzzled gaze and said with a wry smile: "It's not easy to practice, I have been practicing hard for nearly a hundred years, and I have experienced countless life and death tribulations in the middle, so I am lucky to have today, I don't want to practice penance for half a lifetime, and it will turn into flowing water, so as long as you are willing to surround my life, I will recognize you as the master." ”

Lu Jing looked at Yingxue Zhenren's eyes, from which he could see the attachment to life and the dedication to the Great Dao, although he did not agree with this way of giving up his dignity in order to live, but Yingxue Zhenren's words really moved him.

Originally, he would not let Yingxue Zhenren continue to live no matter what, after all, it was not a wise move to keep a Zifu Zhenren who would take revenge on him at any time.

But now it's different, if Yingxue Zhenren is willing to recognize him as the master, then Yingxue Zhenren is alive not only has no threat to him, but also gives him a huge boost.

The most important thing is that he thought of the Lu family, and he will definitely leave the Lu family soon, but he doesn't know if there will be another matter of monks dealing with the Lu family in the future, so he can't rest assured that his parents and sister Lu Shuang will not be relieved.

However, if after he leaves, there is Yingxue Zhenren in charge of the Lu family, then he can be completely relieved and can pursue the avenue in his heart wholeheartedly.

Therefore, Lu Jing agreed to accept Yingxue Zhenren as a slave.

"Kitten, do you have a trick to control your soul?"

To ensure the loyalty of slaves, especially the loyalty of powerful slaves, soul control is indispensable, and Lu Jing, as a disciple of the Yin Demon Sect, a great sect of demons, certainly knows a lot of means of controlling souls.

However, his methods were not sure that he would be able to control a true person of the Purple Mansion, so he could only rescue the kitten.

When the kitten heard this, his eyes blinked, and a streamer burst out from his eyes, and the next moment, this streamer went around his back and drilled into Lu Jing's eyebrows.

"Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Curse!"

A difficult spell appeared in Lu Jing's heart, and after he experienced it carefully, he understood the subtlety of this spell, and this method of controlling the soul was indeed many times more clever than the ones he knew.

"Relax your mind."

After pondering the "Heavenly Demon Forbidden God Curse" for a while, Lu Jing said to Yingxue Zhenren.

"Yes, master!"

Ying Xue Zhenren struggled in her eyes, and finally sighed, letting go of her mental protection, she also knew that Lu Jing wanted to arrange a ban in the depths of her mind to prevent her from rebelling in the future, and once Lu Jing arranged the ban successfully, she would only be able to obey Lu Jing in the future, and she would be unable to help herself, but she wanted to live, but she had no other choice.

Seeing that Yingxue Zhenren cooperated and let go of his mind, Lu Jing's eyes flashed, and he bit his finger and forced out a drop of essence blood from his fingertips, suspended in mid-air, condensed but not dispersed, and then, with words in his mouth, he quickly pinched a chaotic and complicated method.

After a while, the essence blood in mid-air began to emit faint black smoke, and the essence blood gradually turned into a mysterious black symbol.

"Duh!"

Lu Jing pointed at Yingxue Zhenren, and the black symbol turned into essence blood suddenly drilled into Yingxue Zhenren's eyebrows.

At this moment, Yingxue Zhenren suddenly turned white, and a strong burning sensation came from her soul, as if there was a soldering iron to leave an imprint in the depths of her soul.

At first, Yingxue Zhenren felt that she still had the ability to force out the symbols that had entered her soul, but instead of doing so, she allowed the black symbols to continue to penetrate into her soul.

After a while, the black symbol was finally completely imprinted on the soul core of Yingxue Zhenren, and a trace of strange black light shone, but Yingxue Zhenren felt that he could no longer do anything against the black symbol.

And Lu Jing could also sense his connection with the black symbol, and he felt that as long as he had a thought, he could shatter the soul core of Yingxue Zhenren through the black symbol.

"Master!"

Yingxue Zhenren bowed down and wanted to bow to Lu Jing, there was both relief and loss in his eyes, relieved because his life was saved, and lost because he lost his freedom.

Lu Jing nodded to Yingxue Zhenren, and then said: "Don't worry, I just need you to help me guard the Lu family for thirty years, and after thirty years, I will set you free." ”

"Thank you, master."

Yingxue Zhenren's eyes were happy, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although thirty years is not a short time, she can still afford to wait, at the cost of thirty years of freedom, in exchange for a life, it is worth it!

After dealing with the matter of Yingxue Zhenren, Lu Jing's eyes swept and looked at those Bingli Sword Sect monks, except for some who escaped quickly and left, there were still thirty monks here.

Many of the Bingli Sword Sect monks were looked at by Lu Jing, and they were all very worried in their hearts, for fear that if Lu Jing was ruthless, he would kill them all.

"Kitten, do you have any way to detect the hatred they have for me?" Lu Jing said.

"Roar!"

The kitten understood what Lu Jing meant, and the two wheel-like giant pupils, in an instant, seemed to turn into two black whirlpools, which made people involuntarily fall into it.

The group of Bingli Sword Sect monks looked at the kitten's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, one by one they lost their minds, and they fell into the kitten's psychedelic technique.

"Lu Jing, if you dare to destroy my sect, when I Yang Zhan rises, I will destroy you!" An Ice Separation Sword Sect monk suddenly said fiercely.

"I don't want to die, please let me go......," another screamed in panic.

"It's over, the Bingli Sword Sect is over, what should I do in the future, do I want to be a loose cultivator?" Some people also smiled bitterly.

……

The monks of the Bingli Sword Sect all fell into the kitten's psychedelic technique, and unconsciously said what was in their hearts.

"Die!"

Lu Jing had murderous intent in his eyes, took out the Frost Sword, looked at the few monks who hated him to the core, and then slashed over with a sword.

There were a total of five swords before and after, and the monk who hated Lu Jing to the bone was killed by him one by one before he came to his senses, and the blood sprayed high.

Although Lu Jing didn't want to create unprovoked killings, he was not a good person, and he would not let go of any of those who hated him to the core, and killed them all, so as not to leave a disaster.

A moment later, the remaining Bingli Sword Sect monks woke up from their disorientation, looking at the five bleeding corpses around them, their hearts were cold and their faces were colorless.

"Get out of here."

Lu Jing snorted coldly and waved his hand.

When the remaining Bingli Sword Sect monks heard this, they immediately felt like they had been pardoned, and they smeared oil on the soles of their feet one by one, and fled as fast as they could in their lives, as if they were afraid that Lu Jing would regret it.

In the blink of an eye, among the broken Bingli Sword Sect, there were only two left, Lu Jing and Yingxue Zhenren.

"Sou, let's see what good things are in the Bingli Sword Sect."

Of course, Lu Jing would not miss this opportunity to loot on a large scale, and when he thought that the wealth in the Bingli Sword Sect was now all his own, he couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face.

A sect's wealth, I don't want to let myself down.