Chapter 788: Disciple of the Southern Desolate Sect

"It's almost a success!"

Seeing the black mist formed by the soul of the pheasant, little by little it entered the black stone Tingtao sword......

Suddenly, with a bang, the last bit of black mist shattered instantly, and the mist that entered the sword body also all fell back and disappeared.

"The soul of the pheasant is scattered, and the spirit possession fails!"

Although it was a failure, Zhao Yan was not discouraged, but meditated cross-legged on the spot, pondered for a moment, and replayed every step of himself in his mind.

"It should be that I was too impatient, and the pheasant soul had not yet been refined and condensed, so I couldn't wait to drive it into the spirit weapon, so I succeeded in making a loss!"

After thinking carefully, Zhao Yan waved his hand again, asking the little silver fox to catch a pheasant again and possess the spirit again!

The evening passed quickly, and Zhao Yan failed three times in a row, but it gave him a lot of experience and a better understanding of the spirit weapon possession!

"That's the end of today, go back to the meditation room to cultivate!"

After failing three times, Zhao Yan stopped continuing to possess the spirit, returned to the meditation room, and began today's meditation.

"The Qi Condensation Formation is open!"

Zhao Yan also has a lot of beast crystals on his body, and these beast crystals are all put here by the savages and used by him to grow spiritual rice!

Now these beast crystals are just put into the eye of the formation and used to drive the Qi Condensation Formation!

Time passed day by day.

During the day, Zhao Yan would cook spiritual rice, take a bath to cultivate his physique, and in the evening, he would go to the spiritual possession test, and at night, he would open the Qi Condensation Formation for cultivation!

His cultivation life is very regular, and his cultivation is constantly improving steadily.

……

Just when Zhao Yan was working hard to cultivate, thousands of kilometers away from his valley, the Savage Valley.

The sun was shining, and two wild men, a man and a woman, were busy in the valley.

After Zhao Yan, the coolie, escaped, the two savages had no choice but to plant spiritual rice by themselves.

However, just as they were busy, three white lights suddenly flew over the valley, the white light was like a rainbow, and the speed was very fast, and they came to the sky above the valley and stopped suddenly.

Only then could you see that the three white lights turned out to be three broad-bladed long swords.

And above the long sword, there stood three young men. All three were of great age, wearing dark cyan robes and carrying storage bags around their waists.

"Senior Brother Fuheng, this time you came out to harvest spiritual rice, the quantity is quite abundant, and you have made a meritorious contribution! After you go back, you will be indispensable to select inner disciples from the outer gate this time! A pointy-faced young man standing behind the side said complimentally.

"Yes, yes." On the other side, a round-faced young man at the back also wanted to say a few words of compliment, but his speech was not as dexterous as the sharp-faced young man, so he could only nod his head with a smile.

Three broad-bladed flying swords, arranged in the shape of finished characters, and the square-faced young man standing on the front of the flying sword is the man known as Senior Brother Fuheng.

His face was cold, and he was not modest in the face of the compliments of the two junior disciples, but just nodded lightly and said:

"Two junior disciples, in the future, I will become an inner disciple, and I will leave the errand of entering this mountain to collect spiritual rice from the savages, and I will leave it to you! Dealing with these savages is actually very simple, as long as you are fierce to them, you will naturally have a bumper harvest of spiritual rice every year! ”

Senior Brother Fuheng's guidance made the two young men who followed behind nod their heads again and again.

The two savages working in the valley below saw the figures of the three flying swords in the sky in green clothes, and their faces turned pale with fright, and they knelt in the valley fields on the spot!

Senior Brother Fu Heng's face was gloomy, and he bowed his head and said, "You two savages, it's time to collect the spirit rice for half a year, so don't hand over the spirit rice quickly!" ”

The two savages kneeling on the ground did not get up, but only kept screaming and gesturing as they spoke.

Senior Brother Fu Heng, who was standing at the forefront of the three flying swords, listened to the two wild men screaming, and his face slowly darkened.

"Senior brother, what are they talking about? Why haven't you handed over the Lingmi? The round-faced young man was originally going to fly down to collect the spiritual rice, but now he could only stand slightly lower in the air in confusion.

Fu Heng has been doing this errand for many years, and he knows a little about the words of the wild man, he frowned and said, "They said that a thief came a few days ago and stole all their spiritual rice for half a year!" Now they have no harvest, and this time they will not be able to pay Lingmi! ”

"What!" The faces of the two junior disciples changed, and the pointed face of the junior brother said, "Senior brother, this time it is about your promotion to the inner disciple, if the Lingmi is not qualified, it will inevitably be criticized by others!" Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Su, they're all waiting for an opportunity! ”

Senior Brother Fuheng's face suddenly became gloomy as ink, and he gritted his teeth and said, "These savages really don't shed tears when they don't see the coffin!" If you don't give them a little bit of power, they still think I'm a bully! ”

Speaking of this, Fu Heng raised his hand and patted the storage cloth bag on his waist, releasing a bell-shaped treasure, and then, he stood in the air, chanting words in his mouth, holding the bell in his hand, vibrating back and forth.

I only heard the sound of the bell, and the roars of the two savages below sounded.

That male savage is extremely strong, and he can resist the fire-breathing monster bird, even if it is an ordinary spirit weapon sword slashing at his body, it will be unharmed!

But under this bell, this pair of male and female savages has no ability to resist at all! They could only hold their heads, writhing on the ground in pain, and screaming in their mouths, which looked very miserable!

"The soul refining bell refined by the master ancestor is really effective for these savages!" The round-faced junior brother nodded in approval.

"Of course!" The sharp-faced young man couldn't help but say proudly, "At the beginning, the ancestor recovered three thousand savages, took their souls, and refined them all in this soul refining bell!" The bell shook, the soul was shaken, and the savages couldn't bear it at all! From now on, as long as whoever controls the soul refining bell, 3,000 savages will bow down to their fate! Later, the ancestor taught these savages to plant spiritual rice, and the savage spiritual rice was of excellent quality, and it was produced for my Southern Wilderness Sect, so many years, I don't know how many spiritual stones I have earned for my sect! ”

While the two were discussing, the bell in Senior Brother Fuheng's hand stopped, and then he opened his mouth and said, "You two savages, you have to torture you before you are willing to obey orders obediently, and you don't pay the Lingmi quickly?" ”

The two savages were tormented by the soul refining bell and had a headache, but the Lingmi was really lost, and they couldn't pay it at all, so they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to spare their lives.

"What's the situation?" The sharp-faced young man said suspiciously, "Is what they said true?" ”

"How is that possible!" The round-faced young man said, "This is already the edge of the wilderness, continue to the south, it is the depths of the wilderness, and it is absolutely impossible for anyone to appear!" ”

Senior Brother Fu Heng, who was in the lead, said, "Senior Brother Liu, go and take a look in the cave where they live, is there any stock?" ”

"Yes!" The sharp-faced young man immediately stepped on the flying sword under his feet and advanced downward! Entering the residence of these two savages, they watched for a while before they walked out, "Senior brother, there is really no spiritual rice in it!" ”

(End of chapter)