A brand new fairy palace has been built here as the residence of the yellow birds, which is full of jewels, dazzling and luxurious.

Deathwing's form appears next to Asgard.

"Oriole."

The sound of Deathwing vibrated Asgard.

Huang Li flew out of the fairy palace and said with a smile:

"The master came so quickly!"

She flew next to Deathwing and pointed to a person from Asgard, "Master, this is Yuanga Zhenren, would you like to accept him?" ”

The man was dressed as a mortal literati, with a turban on his head, and a blue-gray civilian robe, and his temperament was also very ordinary, looking like a teacher, which was completely different from the scene where Huang Li walked everywhere before, and it was difficult to think that this was a scattered immortal.

Yuanhe Zhenren was extremely polite, he saluted, and arched his hand: "I've seen the Deathwing God." Under the name of Yuanhe, he is a native of Ming Huangxing, who failed to cross the catastrophe 12,000 years ago, and turned to cultivate and scatter immortals, and still can't see a glimmer of hope. I don't have a sect, and I don't have any relatives or friends, if the great god wants to control me, I am also willing, I just hope that the great god can send me more in the future, and don't use me as cannon fodder to burn me. ”

"You're interesting."

Deathwing smiled and nodded.

"I've just seen too much and experienced too much."

Yuanga Zhenren's expression was gentle, and the whole person seemed very calm.

Huang Si admired his determination a little.

The soul control technique, judging from the reactions of the monks in the aura world, is definitely a terrifying secret art, and it is even accepted by many people who would rather die than accept it by soul control.

However, Yuan He is actually willing, and it seems that he really thinks through it.

In fact, there is another characteristic of Yuanhe Zhenren that makes Huang Si particularly satisfied.

That's ordinary.

Whether it is dress or temperament, it looks ordinary and ordinary.

Even if Huang Siming knew that he was a scattered immortal, he could see his cultivation level, but he still subconsciously felt that he was an ordinary mortal.

This kind of ordinary quality is the best way to break into the interior and be a spy.

Deathwing's claws pressed down, and Yuanga Zhenren's dharma body was instantly shattered.

His soul nodded silently.

Assimilation complete.

When Deathwing withdrew his claws, there was an ordinary young man in the field.

His appearance is even more ordinary than just now.

In a group of monks, he is just an ordinary person.

Leaving him in a group of ordinary people, he couldn't even find a figure, it was too nonexistent.

Yuanga, reborn, as a mortal.

Yuan He sighed, he still betrayed himself, in exchange for his body, and also in exchange for youth.

Wait a minute......

"Why do I still have an ego?"

Yuanga's face was full of shock.

"Why didn't you become a woman!"

Huang Li was also shocked.

It's so strange that these two people were shocked, Huang Si thought to himself.

He checked Enga's memories and looked at his thoughts.

"Why is the Soul Control technique so bad? No wonder you don't want it. ”

Huang Si suddenly realized.

The art of soul control is essentially the caster's forcible erasure of the victim's self-consciousness, but it retains the ability to think, turning the victim into a complete tool, at the behest of the caster.

Therefore, anyone who knows the principle of soul control would rather die than accept it.

In addition, the art of soul control also has great limitations.

The caster can only control three people, and even if the soul control technique is upgraded, it will only increase to five at most. Once the quota is full, no new soul control objects can be added unless the controlled person dies.

It's no wonder that spellcasters use soul-controlled people as cannon fodder.

"The soul control technique is so weak." Huang thought for a while, and said, "But I have a good way, the three people of soul control can also learn the art of soul control, each of them has three more soul control, isn't there a total of twelve soul control, and then the following nine people each control three ......."

"That won't work, master." Yuan He Zhenren is well-informed, and his knowledge is richer than Huang Li, "First of all, the soul control technique needs to control the other party, so that the opponent's soul is weakened to a coma, and then it can be forcibly controlled. Therefore, the soul of the soul controlled side must be much weaker than the caster. In addition, the study of soul control also requires talent and realm, and many people can't learn it. True immortals at the human immortal level basically don't know how to soul control. ”

"Therefore, even if it is a true immortal in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, it is difficult to have three Earth Immortal Realm controllers, because only two major realms can be controlled relatively safely, otherwise, most people will have already exploded themselves before they are caught and weakened."

"Yes, it turns out that nesting dolls are forbidden." Huang Si said to himself, "I thought I could continue to develop offline......

Seeing that the master was seriously thinking about the future of the soul control technique, Yuan He couldn't help but laugh.

"Looking at the master like this, it doesn't seem to be using the soul control technique? That's right, the master is a god, and he shouldn't need soul control, a spell in the human race. ”

He guessed that Huang Si's ability to make him recognize the Lord should be more advanced than the soul control technique.

Now, he can only perceive that he has a soul master and can accept the instructions of the master, but his consciousness, thinking and so on are not affected.

Moreover, judging from the master's reaction, there is no limit to the number of soul control techniques he can have.

"I am the dragon god, and you are my family."

Huang Si corrected Yuan He's thoughts.

Enga received an affirmative answer, and his heart was full of joy.

I thought I was going to give up myself, but I didn't expect that I didn't need it, and I even became a person favored by the gods.

This is thanks to Huang Li's recommendation.

Yuan He was about to thank Huang Li, but he heard Huang Li scream:

"That's not right! Why did he still retain his original appearance, but I became a little girl younger than Le Ying! ”

"The price of regaining the flesh and regaining youth, isn't it turned into a woman by the master!"

Huang Li asked loudly.

"When did I say that you have to be a woman to reshape your body......" Huang Si's voice was cold, "Only you are." ”

"Just me? Why!!! ”

"There's no why."

In fact, Huang Si just watched Huang Li bully Le Ying before, and felt uncomfortable, so he asked her to be Lori, and by the way, adjusted her psychological age a little, so that she could be honest.

"No Why???"

Huang Li squatted down with his head in his hands.

A look of despair.

She's autistic.

Originally, Huang Li thought that becoming like this was the price of rebirth.

It's acceptable to think about it.

Although she has become a yellow-haired little girl who feels so embarrassed, she has also gained a youthful body, so it is not a loss to think about it.

Outcome!

The owner actually told her!

It's intentional!

Wow!

Huang Li cried.

I cried for a while, but the owner didn't come to comfort me.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

As soon as Huang Li looked up, it was actually the guy from Yuanhe who came over, touching her head to comfort her.

"Wow......"

Huang Li shook his head and shook off Yuanhe's hand, crying even more fiercely.