Chapter Eighty-Six: White Impermanence, Soul Hooking

Li Ling couldn't see the other party's appearance clearly.

can only vaguely recognize that this is a tall and thin guy, even if it is very far away, but at this distance, there is an inexplicable feeling of danger...

Who's this?

Looking at the figure, it took a long time for Li Ling to come back to his senses.

Meng Yu pursed his lips: "Xie Bi'an." ”

"The world calls him impermanent."

"White impermanence..."

Li Ling muttered the name, the flower on the other side of his feet was wrapped in the body of the Nian Beast, this tall beast had no ability to resist, and was slowly dragged into hell...

Hiss..

Wait!

What about my rewards?

Looking at this scene, Li Ling seemed to think of something, such a big achievement... Gotta get some dry goods.

Meng Yu pondered for a while: "To be honest... After all, I'm not a bad guy, and what I'm teaching you is something that the officials of the prefecture basically know..."

"You're a yin... If I really want to teach you, it is naturally the most suitable yin. ”

Meng Yu pointed to the white figure on the ground: "Let it come." ”

Hearing this, Li Ling frowned: "This... How to teach? ”

Meng Yu opened his mouth to explain: "If it is usual, there will definitely be no such opportunity, no matter how you have to wait until your performance meets the standard and enter the underworld, but now... Now that the passage has been opened, it happens to be there, and if I hold on for a while, it shouldn't be much of a problem. ”

She then said a few words to the other side of the flower, and after a while, Bai Wuchang stopped looking and didn't make any movements, but his body floated up, slowly approaching the gap.

But with Bai Impermanence getting closer and closer to the mortal world.

That limited power became more and more intense, and he could only stay more than ten meters away from Li Ling.

this distance.

Li Ling could already see the other party's face clearly.

He wore a white hat with the words "Fortune at First Sight" written on it, and he was dressed in white clothes, and he looked very thin.

Bai Wuchang looked at Li Ling with a smile on his cheeks: "You are a yin, can you detain your soul?" ”

Hearing this voice, Li Ling pondered for a moment and took out the soul hooking chain: "Does this count?" ”

"It doesn't count."

Bai Wuchang shook his head: "This is a magic weapon, although it has the ability to restrain souls, but it is too different from what I said about soul detention. ”

He lowered his brows and glanced at the year beast that was enveloped by the flowers on the other side, and just by looking at it, some kind of unpredictable change began to occur.

A cyan soul quickly broke away from the body of the Nian Beast and stopped on the edge of Bai Impermanence, its face was shocked, no matter how it trembled, it could not resist the oppressive force of this terrifying.

Bai Wuchang spoke: "The ghost thing that is encountered by the yin is Tianke, this soul detention method can exert this kind of restraint to the limit, in addition to detention, it also has the ability to oppress,"

On the side, Meng Yu's cheeks were already bloodless: "Can you hurry up?" ”

Bai Wuchang didn't say anything more, his fingertips condensed a little dark fire, and sent it to the center of Li Ling's eyebrows: "You have a good experience." ”

The next moment, Meng Yu couldn't hold it anymore, all the flowers on the other side withered, and she hurriedly spoke: "I can't hold it, I'll withdraw first." ”

The voice landed, and the fog rose everywhere, covering everything in front of him, and in the invisible picture, there seemed to be a power to block the connection between hell and the mortal world, and when the fog dissipated, everything disappeared, leaving only two empty sacks.

"Underworld..."

Recalling the picture he saw just now, Li Ling muttered, this is slightly different from what he imagined, that place is too big, just the tip of the iceberg is a bit unseepable, but the same... It also looks too lonely.

But then again...

I didn't see the little sister of the underworld...

Li Ling squinted, took out the picture scroll, and compared the picture he saw just now, the environment seemed to be somewhat similar, it should be in other areas.

That's it.

Carrying a sack, he left the area first at night, found a place to rest first, bought a ticket the next morning, ran away at light speed, and successfully ate a basket of xiaolongbao before the breakfast shop closed.

After you have eaten your fill.

Go back to your rental home.

Li Lingjian (This chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter Eighty-Six: White Impermanence, Soul Hooking

After washing up, he sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the dim light at the center of his eyebrows.

It's an amazing feeling.

It seems that there is something stored inside, and you can retrieve it with just a thought.

Invade consciousness.

At that moment, the firelight suddenly dissipated, and an inexplicable seductive force appeared on his body, and the soul in his body seemed to be locked by a hook, and was desperately being pulled out.

However, Li Lingchong's soul opened some nodes, and his soul was quite strong, and he finally resisted, but just now, he couldn't make any moves at all except that he was forced to resist.

When he came back to his senses, he found that there was some more information about soul restraint in his mind.

Follow the luck method above to turn the yin qi in the body.

Li Ling felt that his spiritual sense was being mobilized along the operation of this aura, and the yin qi spread out, as if it had a slight connection with everything around him, but this aura was especially deeply related to the strange.

He sensed the tomb ghost, and as soon as his mind moved, the yin qi in his body surged up, suppressing the opponent and dragging it over.

The bewildered tomb ghost was still looking for tribute in the corridor at this time, but in two or three seconds, he arrived in front of Li Ling, his whole body couldn't move, and he didn't have any chance to resist at all.

She seemed to have thought of something, and showed a shy and slightly expectant expression.

Li Ling: ...

Yin Qi collapsed.

The tomb ghost, who was unprepared, fell to the ground in an instant, and after a while, he flew up softly, looking at Li Ling with resentment on his face.

Li Ling didn't say anything else, handed over a piece of incense money, and the tomb ghost instantly smiled.

This is so coaxing...

Although the strength of the other party is very weak, at least this soul detention method has been learned, and other weird estimates will not waste a lot of effort, mainly depending on the accumulation of yin qi in his body, just a moment of effort, the yin qi in Li Ling's body has lost a lot.

But then again, these ordinary weirdness can detain the soul, but what about weird things?

This assumption that came to his mind could no longer linger, and Li Ling pondered for a moment before spreading his breath again.

He woke up his white arm, and then began to sense, and sure enough, there was still a surging seductive force...

The yin qi gathered in it and pulled it to the ground.

The miserable white arm fell off in an instant, although it was a strange thing, but it didn't have any ability to resist, and it could be detained in the same way.

Hiss...

That's kind of interesting.

Now that there are more and more players with tricks, many people are on the verge of resurrection, but their own soul arrest can forcibly detain tricks, from a certain point of view...

If the player is about to be invaded, does doing it yourself and directly detaining the opponent's tricks mean that such a risk is avoided?

It's a dungeon... The value of any heritage is immeasurable.

It's a pity that they are all restricted in some way, trapped in the underworld, if they are allowed to come out...

Li Ling didn't dare to think about the strange recovery in the future, and what kind of hard life he would have to live.

Thinking about it, he sat on the bed, and his body was already empty.

This soul restraint technique, although strong, also consumes a lot of yin qi in the body, although it was experimented with just now, it also consumes a lot of yin qi.

Looks like we still have to rush...

Come to think of this.

Li Ling took a deep breath, placed some of the medicinal materials he had collected earlier on the table, and woke up the dead man's head in his body: "Wake up, it's time to eat." ”

Hear this.

The dead man's head looked at the medicinal herbs in front of him with a look of horror as if he were rushing to the execution ground.

I still remember those days.

When it is attached to other people, come to gnaw a weird one, come to gnaw a pair, gnaw a pair, and gnaw all the way from Penglai East Road to Nantianmen, and there is no fear at all.

But now.

It has become a relentless feeding machine.

If the food is weird, that's fine.

But especially these herbs.

It's really a bit of a no-eat (this chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter Eighty-Six: White Impermanence, Soul Hooking

Ahh

But with the lesson of the last time, it has now learned to accept its fate, if it is not obedient, it will be beaten and take medicine, if it is obedient, as long as it takes medicine, it is better to obey...

The dead man's head began to gulp down the herbs, feeling the bitter taste, although it was unbearable, compared to the pain of the flesh, it could only silently digest it into yin qi and convert it to the host.

In the process.

It also wanted to get a little taste of it, but was soon beaten up again.

That's it.

Feeling the abundant energy in his body, Li Ling got into the quilt and rushed at the speed of light!

Hiss...

Call...

With the washing again and again, the pain brought by Li Ling couldn't help but let out***.

But... Now he has changed, no longer the guy who had to vomit blood and pale in a second, he has become stronger and stronger.

After a long afternoon.

Li Ling felt the opening node, and his voice trembled a little: "Finally... rushed out..."

He picked up all the tissues on the ground, put them in a bag, and pushed the door open with a shudder, and by this time, it was already dark outside.

In the surprised eyes of the young proprietress next door.

Li Ling threw the bag full of tissues into the trash, and then explained with some embarrassment: "I have had a cold recently..."

The proprietress nodded: "I understand... I know..."

Li Ling: ...

You know a few handfuls.

Close the door and go back to the rental house.

Li Ling stretched and looked at the medicinal herbs on the table.

I have to say that the amount of medicinal materials required to break through the node is really a lot, and a large piece obtained by knocking the stuffy stick in Qishan before is now only half left.

The more you go to the back, if you want to wash away this node, you need more yin qi, and now the amount of yin qi in the mortal world is scarce, and the copy can't stay long, so it can only be in the form of drugs, if it's in the underworld, you don't need to worry about the problem of not enough yin qi...

Hiss... But speaking of this, Li Ling recalled one thing.

About the commission of the epidemic doctor.

He took out the envelope, which contained an admission ticket from the mysterious ghost market and an invitation from the plague doctor.

But...

There's something wrong with this invitation...

Li Ling looked at the prop annotation on the top, and a line of handwriting appeared on the side.

[The Plague Doctor has discovered what you have done before, and wants you to go in and talk to him as soon as possible.] 】

Li Ling: ...

Sooner or later, we'll have to meet.

Seeing this news, Li Ling immediately tore open the invitation letter, and suddenly, a suction force came, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw the plague doctor who had been waiting for a long time.

Compared to his calmness.

When the plague doctor, who was full of anger and was about to question, saw Li Ling's deep dark circles and bloodless pale face, the whole person was stunned for a moment: "Are you planning to kill yourself?" ”

Li Ling: ......

Chapter Eighty-Six: White Impermanence, Soul Hooking