Chapter Thirty-Five: Cultivating the Perfect Soul

"Elder Lu, the Six Dao Sects and the Valley of the Peace Wind are fighting endlessly, and it's okay to arrest us, if you embarrass him, aren't you afraid of causing a big disaster?"

Even in the face of a desperate situation, Yu Yuan was still very calm and calm, and said, "You still don't know where he came from, do you?"

"Where did he come from?" the old ghost's expression remained unchanged. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You've got a big deal!"

Qingchuan said, "He is from Huailiu Town, such a handsome person is detained, and the thunderous wrath of the old mayor, have you endured it?"

Xiang Yan saw that they were talking very well, and also followed along, "I grew up with the granddaughter of the old pharmacist, and I have saved her several times!"

"The depth of the old pharmacist's strength is unknown, but his appeal is not comparable to ordinary people!"

Elder Lu remained silent and listened quietly, and finally laughed gloomily, "What is a young doll...... If it is really such a holy body in Huailiu Town, not to mention that the old pharmacist and the old mayor will not let you go into the mountain alone, will the reckless man who strikes iron and the lady who brews wine be so quiet?

He has lived for such a long time, and has been accompanied by waves and clouds all year round, how can it be so easy to deceive him?

Hearing this, Xiang Yan was paralyzed next to the blood pool, his heart was a lot colder, and he scolded, "Old ghost, I've been away from home for more than half a month, the old mayor and the old pharmacist must be looking for me, you wait to die!"

"Little ghost, you are still hard-mouthed, don't waste your efforts in vain, obediently wait to be bled by the old man!"

There are no waves in the ancient well of Ludong.

"The old immortal, with the soul of the soul to control the corpse qi, with the soul of the dead to move the essence and spiritual power, although the sword is on the sidelines, it is still the right way, this is the method of contract, using the living corpse to refine the soul servant spirit from the martial arts, is it your own evil art?"

"Evil magic, as long as it can be used by the old man, it is the right way!"

The skin on Lu Dong's face was wrinkled, like a crumpled paper ball, hideous and terrifying, he showed his black and purple teeth, and shouted at several people, "Life comes from death, and it returns to death, death is the source and the end, if you want to become a truly eternal existence, the only way to become a truly eternal existence is to integrate the two poles of life and death into one, and exchange and coexist." ”

"Crazy, no matter how many reasons you find, you're still a demon. Heaven and earth are reincarnated, righteousness is not extinguished, and evil can never defeat righteousness. Yu Yuan stared at Lu Dong stubbornly, regardless of what he said, and concluded that he was an evil demon.

"Hmph, what about the evil demons, what about you are right, thousands of years later, no matter how powerful you are, it is a piece of loess, the so-called justice is just a passing cloud, but the old man can live forever. ”

Lu Dong's robe flicked, and several small clay pots flew from the dim place, exuding an extremely irritating and pungent smell of decay, which was disgusting.

"This is the water of the River Styx, which can isolate yin and yang, block the past life and future life, and it took a lot of effort for the old man. ”

The old man stroked his white hair with his thin hands, and at the same time played with the clay pot, quite proudly, "Although the soul servant is not like the spirit servant who signed the living soul contract, life and death are of the same origin, but it is also the coexistence of life and death, and only this water can blind the heavens and deceive the ghosts of the underworld." ”

Then, his eyes shone with a terrifying light, and he stretched out his withered hands with black nails, and swept over the faces of Qingchuan and Twilight Yuan.

"Since you have been poisoned by the remnant soul flower, in the fantasy created by the Styx water, you will willingly sign a contract and accept the summoning of the undead!"

Lu Dong smiled predictably, glanced at the angry Yu Yuan, and then looked at the quiet and peaceful, but cold eyes of Qingchuan, and shouted, "The female baby's cultivation is a little lower, so I will try you first." ”

As he spoke, he poured two jars of blood-colored liquid into the groove on the edge of the stone platform.

The strong ghostly death air spreads, giving people the terrifying feeling of being on the edge of the River Styx.

After a while, the corpse slave retreated, and the area around the stone platform was hazy, as if wrapped in a layer of gray mist, and Qingchuan gradually closed his eyes.

Dirt can't hide the softness, messiness can't hide the dignity, she smiles elegantly, even if she dies, she is still so charming.

"Old demon, refine me first. ”

Seeing Qingchuan gradually falling into a dream, Yu Yuan was in a hurry, screaming as hard as he could, and in the struggle, the corpse slave's blue and black fingers pierced into his flesh, and the corpse qi entered his body, and the surrounding flesh began to turn black like poisoning.

Xiang Yan was imprisoned by the Xuanfa and couldn't move, lying on the edge of the blood pool and hissing and calling, "Dead old man, take my heart's blood to refine the medicine first!"

"Don't worry, there's always a priority. ”

Lu Dong smiled evilly at himself, as if he was very busy, and flew to Xiang Yan's side.

"Signing the soul servant contract will consume a lot of vitality, and the old man really needs your holy blood!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a black-bladed dagger and slashed at Xiang Yan's chest.

Then, like a terrible ghost, he pounced on it ferociously and sucked blood.

"Old immortal, I call you an ancestor, greeting your ancestors for eight generations......"

Xiang Yan scolded loudly, only picking ugly ones, but he was detained and couldn't resist at all.

The mad demon-like sucking power came, and Xiang Yan only felt a convulsion all over his body, but he lost most of his essence and blood in this kung fu, and his vitality was also lost, and even his face began to turn pale.

"Sweet and delicious taste!"

Lu Dong's mouth was full of blood, extremely hideous, and he laughed fiercely, "It's just a holy body at the level of the sea of blood, the source of life is so surging and vigorous, the old man is really destined to return......

"Lu Dong, you brute!" Xiang Yan gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, eager to eat him alive.

Elder Lu turned a deaf ear to the ancient well, and said, "The rare holy body, naturally we must sacrifice it well and boil it out to make a perfect soul house! This hundred medicines and hundred blood are not precious, but they are better than the whole and wide, and they are still a treasure soup." Of course, over the years, for the sake of a good soul house, the old man has prepared a lot of good things, and it seems that you kid will be cheaper!"

He stared at Xiang Yan and sneered, "You have lost most of your blood, but with these medicinal blood soaks, not only will you not have to worry about your life, the Holy Body will only be more domineering, and your qi and blood will be more surging, and only in this way will the soul house be able to withstand the invasion of dead souls and corpse qi in the future, so as to complete the most critical step of the living soul contract, and merge life and death!"

The ghost old man stretched out his purple tongue, licked the blood stains on the corners of his mouth like a ghost, threw Xiang Yan into the pool of blood, and then disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

In the boiling hot blood water, Xiang Yan, who had lost a lot of essence blood, was tired and weak.

The blood pool is not deep, Xiang Yan is weak, and he can't move, lying in the pool water, his mouth and nose can still breathe freely, and he is not submerged.

At the bottom of the pool, there is a wonderful spiritual power surging, and there is a holy brilliance like silver light beating, which is the source power of the fire in the center of the earth, and it is the strongest power of the flames of the Fuling Continent.

Lu Dong was able to control such a fire source and draw the fire in the center of the earth for his own use, and his cultivation realm was at least close to the peak level of the Fuling Continent.

It was also under the refining of the spiritual power of this earth-centered fire source that the hundred medicines and hundreds of blood in the blood pool gradually became thick and pulp.

The body was submerged, and the wound on the chest was moistened and smoothed by the medicinal plasma, and no longer bleed.

However, the fire power of the center of the pond became more and more domineering, as if it was about to scorch people alive.