Chapter 7: The Soul Contract

Tonight, unlike the valley of no return in the past, it is natural to be remembered by countless people. When that terrible howl echoed throughout the valley of no return, the silent valley immediately became noisy.

But when the thunder and lightning raged over the valley of no return, the valley suddenly changed from noisy and lively to very quiet.

Ten meters opposite the king's tent, there is a large round tent standing opposite the yellow king's tent. Although it is much smaller than the king's tent, it is solemn and solemn, and people have to know that the owner is different.

At this time, a thin-faced old man sat on the ground. When he heard the screams of the king's tent, he rushed to the king's tent, but when countless bolts of lightning rained down from the sky and raged around the king's tent, he had to retreat to his tent and wait helplessly.

"Miss, the minister did his best, the old minister tried his best. He shook his head weakly and closed his eyes, but two lines of tears flowed from his eyes.

"The minister's time is short, and we will not see each other for long, and when the time comes, the old minister will ask the young lady for guilt. The old man wiped away the tears from his eyes with trembling hands, and his wrinkled face began to be filled with death, like a lonely lamp that had run out of oil.

Twenty meters away from this tent, another round tent also has an old man sitting on the ground.

He listened sideways for a while, and when he saw that it was very quiet, he took a piece of silk cloth from a kite that had been scorched by lightning with trembling hands.

The silk cloth was partially burned, and under the shaking of the old man, the silk ashes fell one after another, and some of them were still flying in front of the old man's eyes.

The old man carefully unfolded the white and black silk cloth, and the silk cloth showed countless tadpole-like red characters, some of which were incomplete due to the burning of the silk cloth, but the old man could still deduce the main meaning.

"Thorn Qin. The old man whispered two words, then rubbed his hands together, and a blue flame appeared in his palm, which instantly ignited the broken silk cloth, and the silk cloth burned.

He looked out of the tent and listened to the deafening roar of thunder.

"Do you still need me to do it directly?" said the old man in a voice that only he could hear, and then closed his eyes, and then there was only the sound of even breathing.

At the same time, in the outermost camp tent near the hill, a middle-aged man stood in front of the tent, lifted a corner of the tent with his left hand, and stared at the central king's tent with both eyes, watching the purple electric tent raging.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed, and slipped through the curtain he had lifted into the tent.

"Who?" the middle-aged man asked in a low voice, and at the same time lowered the curtain, immediately grasped the scabbard in his waist with his left hand, and grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and turned to stare at the black shadow in the tent.

The black shadow is a masked man, judging from his strong figure, he is a martial artist, and the momentum he exudes has definitely reached the level of transcendence.

The shadow-masked man didn't speak, but slowly pulled out a dog-shaped talisman from his chest.

"The villain meets the adult. When the middle-aged man saw the talisman, he immediately lowered his hands, bowed to the masked man, and whispered.

The black shadow did not return the salute, nor did he speak, he walked lightly to the tent door, lifted the curtain of the tent, and looked at the central king's tent like a middle-aged man before.

"Act on the opportunia. The black shadow whispered four words in a duck-like voice, and then flashed out of the tent door and disappeared into the night.

"Yes. The middle-aged man replied, bowing to the place where the masked man had left.

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In the central royal tent, Qin Haoran was still lying flat, letting the purple electricity rage in **, at this time, for him, the thunder and lightning were like the skillful hands of a masseuse, making his whole body very comfortable.

His body had changed drastically, his height was not as astonishing as it used to be, now it was less than a foot, his belly was gone, and although there was still some fat, at least it was level with his chest.

The width of the body has also changed, and finally there is a normal golden ratio with the height, which is a normal person.

But Qin Haoran didn't pay much attention to **, and he didn't pay attention to the fact that his Xuan Qi had a new place to go, and he could live and practice like a normal person.

He was now wholeheartedly using his powerful arithmetic talent, and using the cultivation techniques of the Ten Thousand Illusion Immortal Monarch, he was creating a new kind of contract, the Soul Contract.

He was in this world, unaccompanied, and he couldn't believe anyone.

But the world he lives in is a world where the weak eat the strong, and the strong are respected. Qin Haoran swore that he would take control of his own life and not give his life to others.

And this soul contract, like the contract of the previous life, is nothing more than written with the soul, of course, it is not equal, it is a master-servant contract.

For this contract, Qin Haoran calculated tens of billions of times and failed tens of thousands of times.

When there was no thunder and lightning in the sky, and the clouds and wind stopped, his contract was also successful.

What is the effect of the contract, Qin Haoran is not clear, he needs to prove it with examples, but Qin Haoran is absolutely confident, the things of the Immortal Monarch of the Immortal Realm, coupled with the scientific and technological civilization on the earth, can't they deal with ordinary people.

"Double happiness is coming. Qin Haoran really wanted to laugh wildly at the sky, because he saw at this time that the Roshan monster in the king's tent had disappeared, but there was an extra young man.

His hands are thick and strong, and he has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, although the skin on his whole body is covered with criss-crossing marks and scorched by thunder and lightning, Qin Haoran is confident that this is only temporary, and it will not take long to recover.

At this time, Qin Haoran really just wanted to cry, cry happily, if there were friends listening, he must cry loudly, and the scenes of coming to this world were presented in his mind like a movie.

The soul body descended on the Emperor Ren's sea, fought with the Emperor Ren, fought with the Ten Thousand Illusion Immortal Monarch, swelled to the limit, and resisted the thunder and lightning that represented the way of heaven, scene by scene, piece by piece, in less than one night, but after several lives and deaths.

"If you don't go through the wind and rain, how can you see a rainbow. Qin Haoran comforted himself, and he sat up from the bed. I heard a commotion outside the tent, and countless voices were shouting.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty. ”

Qin Haoran frowned, and did not come out of the account, after all, he was a fake Qin Renhuang, and there were countless pairs of eyes staring outside.

"I can't die. Qin Haoran pretended to be weak and said, naturally with the coercion of the superior in his tone.

"Your Majesty, there is no body to deny, let the minister give Your Majesty a pulse. Pang Yingyuan, the imperial doctor kneeling outside the tent, said loudly, he was eager to stand up, ready to lift the curtain to treat Qin Haoran.

Qin Haoran was taken aback, he was complacent about losing weight, if Pang Yingyuan lifted the curtain and saw the current Qin Haoran, it would be strange if he was not scared, the gap between the Roshan monster and the Pianpian boy was too big.

With Pang Yingyuan's shrewdness, if it is surmised that he is a fake Qin Renhuang through clues, then he will not be busy fighting to the death tonight.

Qin Haoran was thinking about it for a long time, and when he had nothing to do, he suddenly heard a thunderous rebuke outside the tent.

"Stop. The curtain general Nangong Shi stopped Pang Yingyuan's actions and temporarily relieved Qin Haoran of the siege.

"Thank you. Qin Haoran thanked this shutter general from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Haoran understood in his heart that Pang Yingyuan, as a doctor, must know a lot about the original Qin Renhuang body, and as soon as he entered the account, he saw how to explain himself as a young man.

"Can you restore Roshan to its original state first? Qin Haoran pondered, he had just come to this world, and he didn't have time to control this group of escorts who were with life and death, and at the same time, he couldn't understand who was loyal and who was traitor, and who was the black hand who put him to death.

"Xuan Qi has entered the Sea of Knowledge, can you let him return?" Qin Haoran remembered the previous Roshan, it was the Xuan Qi that was enriched**, causing ** like a balloon that was blown up, if the Xuan Qi returned**, ** would it be blown again.

Thinking of doing it, Qin Haoran's mind returned to Zhihai again, trying to gradually adjust the Xuanqi of Zhihai back to **.

"It's really ok. Qin Haoran let out a long sigh of relief, Xuan Qi was a part of his body, just like his hands and feet.

Although Qin Haoran has not practiced, the Ten Thousand Illusion Immortal Monarch has become an immortal because of his cultivation.

Most of the memories of the Ten Thousand Illusion Immortal Monarch are sealed, but it has become instinct to invoke Xuan Qi, but in the past, the starting point of his Xuan Qi was the dantian, and now it is Zhihai, a different and unique Zhihai.

Qin Haoran clasped his hands, his eyes closed, and his mind mobilized the Xuan Qi of the sea of knowledge and returned to **.

The returning Xuan Qi is purer than the previous ** Xuan Qi, Qin Haoran ignored it, and wholeheartedly imported the Xuan Qi in the Sea of Knowledge**.

It's like a balloon, slowly inflating.

Qin Haoran single-mindedly called back Xuanqi, and the argument outside the tent continued.

"I just want to see His Majesty's body. Outside the account, Pang Yingyuan kept explaining to Nangong Shi.

"No one is allowed to approach the king's tent without His Majesty's decree, and whoever violates it will die. Nangong Shi drew his long sword and announced loudly, his voice was categorical, even at this moment, he wanted to see Qin Haoran.

At this moment, the body swelled almost the same as before, Qin Haoran thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and made a decision that was incomprehensible.

"I'm tired and want to rest. General Shangguan Hong is here?"

"The minister is here. A mighty voice came from outside the tent.

"Keep the big tent for me, and no one is allowed to approach me without my permission. Qin Haoran said majestically in a tone that dominated the world, in his previous life, Qin Haoran only felt this kind of voice on TV, but Qin Renhuang's memory made it form Qin Haoran's instinct.

"Commandment. Shangguan Hong replied loudly, and Qin Haoran also heard the clanging sound of the sword coming out of its sheath.

"General Nangong Shi. Qin Haoran issued another will.

"The minister is here. Nangong Shi replied loudly

"Yun Ru entered the account, and the others retreated as soon as possible. ”

"Commandment. Everyone replied in unison, and they all stood up and left, and Nangong Shi retreated, came to the king's tent, rolled up the tent curtains, and climbed up the big tent with his legs.

Qin Haoran looked up, Nangong Shi looked like a man in his forties, but he was actually more than one hundred and eighty years old, he was a monk at the peak of transcendence, this was a high-level monk who could transcend the mortal and become a life-changing realm.

Of course, that is something that can only happen when you arrive in the Drifting Cloud Valley, and in the Great Qin Dynasty, monks can only upgrade and transform in the Drifting Cloud Valley.

In the memory of Emperor Qin Ren, Nangong Shi came from the queen mother's family, the Nangong family.

The Nangong family and Emperor Qin Renhuang are in a relationship of lip and tooth, one is prosperous, and the other is lost.

And Nangong Shi is the minister of his father's Emperor Tuogu, and Nangong has always been loyal and dutiful to Emperor Qin Ren, so Qin Haoran decided to use Nangong Shi as an experiment first, and try to see if his Qin Haoran-style contract has any effect.

After all, Qin Haoran had only been involved in cultivating immortals tonight, and he had never dabbled in it before, if it weren't for the knowledge of the Ten Thousand Illusion Immortal Monarch, he would have had this opportunity for innovation.

It is a contract with a soul, and it requires the willingness of both parties to succeed.

Now, Qin Haoran's soul has reached the level of the infant realm, but he has not yet entered the mortal realm, he is just a beggar holding a golden rice bowl, no, it should be a beggar begging for food in a golden rice bowl, at present, any escort blood pawn, killing him ** is like killing chickens and slaughtering dogs.

Therefore, Qin Haoran chose Nangong Shi, he wanted to bet on Nangong Shi's loyalty to him, and forced Nangong Shi to hand over his soul and sign a soul contract with him.

This is a gamble, but Qin Haoran has to do this, to survive in this world, he must have strength, in addition to personal force, but also the strength of uniting others.

Whether Nangong Shi surrenders his life soul or not, this is the first step for Qin Haoran to have power, and it may also be related to whether Qin Haoran can see the sun tomorrow.

The opening plot is coming to an end, everyone, where are your flowers and tickets?

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