Obviously, the Conjuring also needs mortal souls.

But these souls, Su Ming planned to sift through the first batch of mortal souls collected.

The rest period of Yaoyuan Daoyuan Temple is two months.

This also meant that Su Ming could still collect souls in Yaojiang City for a month.

A month.

With Su Ming's efficiency, he could collect at least hundreds of souls, and this was still under his careful selection.

In the dark.

Su Ming was like a lonely soul in the wild, wandering in the thousands of acres of fertile land outside the Qi family's compound.

The tenants of the Qi family all live around the fertile land, forming small villages.

Every village is inhabited by a hundred people, and these mortal tenants all rely on their families to eat and live.

Su Ming used light body techniques and blind eyes on his body, and between the villages he walked, he was like a ghost.

Search.

Su Ming was finally in a village, and faintly heard the sound of sorrow.

"Daddy! Daddy! ”

"Boss, woo woo"

The cry was clearly becoming more and more lonely in the only fire in the village.

Su Ming's consciousness swept away, and he immediately discovered the situation of the family.

This is a relatively prosperous tenant family, with a total of nine people, including daughters-in-law and grandchildren.

At this moment, all nine people gathered in front of the hospital bed, seeing off an old man with gray hair and a thin torso.

Looking at the furnishings in this family's home, this tenant's family is considered good among all tenants.

Su Ming stood in the courtyard, quietly waiting for the old man to take his last breath.

Finally, a phantom invisible to the mortal eye floated out of the scrawny old man's body.

This phantom had just been exposed to the air, and it was only slightly blown by the air currents before it dissipated.

Looked at.

Su Ming, who had been waiting outside the house for a long time, immediately performed a spiritualist technique.

I saw that this phantom was silent, and it was included in Farmer No. 1's body by Su Ming.

Then, Su Ming directly controlled Farmer No. 1 and rushed towards the wilderness.

As for himself, he doesn't plan to meet the newly created paper puppet.

Wu Laoshi is a tenant foreman of the Qi family in Yaojiang City.

Wu Laoshi's family has been cultivating acres for the Qi family for generations, and by his generation, it is already the fourth generation.

In addition, Wu Laoshi's farming skills are excellent, so he was appointed by the Qi family as the steward of the nearby thousands of acres of fertile land.

Wu Laoshi is a nickname given to him by others, but the nickname has been called for a long time, and gradually everyone forgets his real name, and everyone is used to calling him Wu Laoshi.

Wu Laoshi is also used to hearing this nickname.

He has always believed that there is nothing wrong with being a man, and it is precisely by virtue of this duty that he can become the foreman of the Qi family, marry a wife and have children, and have a family of nine.

As for the lazy tenants of the Qi family, most of them have been singles for a lifetime, and no one wants to marry their daughters to this kind of person.

Diligence is the purpose of Wu Honesty.

It's a pity that he's old.

When he was young, Wu Laoshi was also in the countryside, and he heard rumors of immortal monks, and he longed for that kind of immortal life in his heart.

But as I grew older, especially after marrying a wife and having children.

This unrealistic fantasy in my heart gradually disappeared.

All he thinks about is raising his children to adulthood, letting them marry wives and raise offspring.

But when the children really got married, Wu Laoshi found that he was also old and couldn't move.

Sometimes when lying in the courtyard to bask in the sun, Wu Laoshi will also regret it, if he had followed those fairy rumors to find out when he was young, would his life be completely different.

"People, no matter how you choose, you will regret it"

This was the last thought in Wu Laoshi's mind.

Closing his eyes, he vaguely heard the cry of his children and his wife, and in a trance, he felt that he had become a feather, and his body had become very light.

Just as his consciousness completely dissipated, Wu Laoshi felt a powerful attraction drag him and flew out of the window.

Immediately afterward, his consciousness was completely darkened.

Farmer No. 1 is running fast.

It was only after running hundreds of miles away from the Qi family's compound that Su Ming asked it to stop.

Hundreds of miles away.

Paper puppets stand in the wilderness.

Under the cover of night, everything in the wilderness is very blurry, and even if you stand up close, you can only see a blurry white shadow of the paper puppet.

The wilderness was silent, and there was not the slightest sound except for the occasional chirping of insects.

In the sky, the moonlight is hazy.

Finally, Su Ming controlled the paper puppet and performed the spirit puppet reincarnation technique.

At the moment when the spirit puppet reincarnation technique was cast, Su Ming let go of his control of the paper puppet.

Forthwith.

Su Ming passed through the Hall of Immortals and looked nervously at the paper puppet in front of him.

After waiting for a while, Wu Laoshi seemed to adapt to his new body, and staggered his steps.

"It's done!"

Su Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is this?"

The moment Wu Laoshi became conscious, he found himself in a wilderness, surrounded by the sound of insects, and the silence was terrifying.

In the past, Wu Laoshi would never dare to go to the wilderness alone at night.

The world of cultivating immortals is no better than Su Ming's previous life.

The wilderness here is much more dangerous than the countryside in the previous life.

The night in the wild is the world of wild beasts and even demon beasts.

Ordinary mortals dare to set foot here alone, they will only be eaten by wild beasts, and even in the daytime, if they want to walk in the wild, they must be protected by strong men and in groups.

The world of cultivating immortals is full of dangers, and some dangers are not to mention mortals, even if a monk encounters it, it is also a life of death.

The territory of Lanzhou is not bad, the Xianxia faction will regularly release the task of killing demon beasts, and the demon beasts in Lanzhou are generally very rare.

In Lizhou, it is really a monster everywhere.

Su Ming didn't encounter many demon beasts in Qingshuifang City, and that was because he had been carefully cleaned up by the monks sent by Qingshuifang City.

In other areas of Lizhou, it often happens that demon beasts devour the entire village.

But most of this situation is also unattended.

After all, when the demonic disaster came, the monks of Lizhou couldn't even protect themselves, so who would care about mortals who had nothing to do with them?

"Wu Laoshi!"

Wu Laoshi was panicking when a majestic voice sounded in his head.

"Who are you? Where am I? ”

"You're dead."

The majestic voice sounded again.

This time, Wu Laoshi didn't panic anymore, and there would be no expression on the paper man's face, but Su Ming could still feel his sadness through the Hall of Immortals.

"Yes, I'm dead, I'm old and dead."

Wu honestly remembered.

After he calmed down, Wu Laoshi raised the hand of the paper puppet and asked the voice in his head, "But what's going on with me now?" ”

"I'm going to take you to Immortal Island."

"Fairy Island?"

Wu honestly didn't know why.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and said excitedly: "You are an immortal? ”

Su Ming did not answer.

"You must be a god!"

It is also thanks to Wu Laoshi that he has lost his physical body, and can only be stored in the paper puppet, otherwise, he will definitely burst into tears at this moment.

When I was young, I heard the legend of the gods, and I always longed to be able to truly see the world of the gods one day.

It's just that after marrying a wife and having children, the pressure of the family and the endless fatigue have wiped out the last bit of thought in Wu Laoshi's heart.

But now, Wu Laoshi actually met a real immortal after his death!

This made Wu Laoshi a little speechless with excitement.

"This is an opportunity given to me by God, this time, I must seize it!"

Wu honestly swore in his heart.

Su Ming could clearly feel Wu Laoshi's inner thoughts, and couldn't help but secretly give his brain a thumbs up.

However, for Wu Laoshi, Su Ming seems to be no different from an immortal.

"After going to Immortal Island, I want you to do one thing for me, and if this matter is done, this seat will naturally be given by chance."

Hearing this, Wu Laoshi bowed his head and bowed: "Okay! Good! Good! ”

Wu Laoshi was honest and responsible, and he was so excited at this time that he couldn't even speak, so he could only keep kowtowing.

Seeing that he was emotional, Su Ming stopped talking.

"Immortal-sama?"

After a long time, unable to hear the voice of the immortals, Wu Laoshi finally panicked a little and began to shout loudly.

It's just that his body at the moment is a paper puppet, and he can't make the slightest sound at all.

"Now, meditate on the power I have given you."

"Huh?"

Wu was stunned for a moment, and immediately, he obeyed Su Ming's instructions and felt it silently.

After a while, Wu Laoshi said excitedly: "I feel it, I seem to be able to control the rain now!" ”

"Give it a try."

Su Ming continued to order.

"Good!"

Wu Laoshi nodded, and immediately manipulated the paper puppet to perform the spiritual rain technique that had already been inscribed.

For Wu Laoshi, the paper puppet casting the Spiritual Rain Technique was as natural as an ordinary person raising his hands and feet, as if this was not a spell, but his instinct.

Of course, Su Ming, who had controlled the paper puppet for so long, knew this truth, otherwise he would not have whimsically let a mortal perform a spell.

As the Creation Immortal Qi in the body of the paper puppet was consumed, a misty drizzle began to fall in the sky.

Gradually, the rain became heavier and heavier.

This rain is not ordinary rain, but a spiritual rain mixed with a trace of aura.

That is to say, Wu Laoshi is in the Yaojiang realm at the moment, if he is in an immortal island with a strong aura like Tianshu Island, the spiritual rain at this moment will inevitably be full of spiritual energy.

"Alright, let's stop."

Wu Laoshi decisively stopped his movements.

At this time, he sounded Su Ming's previous words.

Wu Laoshi learned the posture of respectfully bowing his hands to the dignitaries and dignitaries in the opera, and kept waving at Su Ming: "Immortal, I don't know what you just said I would do, what is it?" ”

"I want you to cultivate the spiritual field for me."

"Farming?"

Wu Laoshi ignored the spirit words in the spiritual field, and then said with confidence, "Don't worry, the little one will take good care of the field for you!" ”

Wu Laoshi didn't expect that this reincarnation was under the hands of the gods, and he also had to farm.

It seems that the skill of farming is popular everywhere.

"Good."

Su Ming nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, Wu Laoshi's consciousness darkened and fell into a deep sleep again.

Looking at Farmer No. 1 who had entered dormant mode, Su Ming immediately controlled it and asked it to return.

From beginning to end, Su Ming did not show up in front of Wu Laoshi.

Controlling the paper puppet to jump into the Hall of Immortals, Su Ming immediately used his light body technique and rushed towards Yaojiang City.

Return to the courtyard of Surabaya Place.

Su Ming's consciousness swept and found that Gong Xiaocai was still cultivating, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

Back in his room, Su Ming began the daily compulsory cultivation of "Thick Earth Gong".

Following.

Sunlight pours into the house, splashing up a little dust in the air.

It's another sunny day.

Outside the house, Gong Xiaocai was drying the quilt.

"Brother Su Ming, you're awake."

"Hmm."

Su Ming nodded, facing Gong Xiaocai's expectant eyes, Su Ming smiled, "Okay, I'll accompany you to the market today." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Gong Xiaocai nodded.

In the past half a year in Yaoyuan Daoist Academy, not only Su Ming has been studying hard all day long, but Gong Xiaocai's seriousness is no less than him.

Even, due to Zhang Jingchen's deliberate targeting, Gong Xiaocai's learning environment is far inferior to Su Ming.

Tension for a long time can make people mentally stressed.

What's more, Gong Xiaocai is just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

Walking in the bazaar of Yaojiang City again, the two seemed to be accustomed to the turbidity of the world.

I've been in the market for more than two hours.

Gong Xiaocai was satisfied and returned to the courtyard with a large bag.

In fact, most of the things she bought would be placed in this courtyard and would not be brought back to Tianshu Island, but this did not affect Gong Xiaocai's shopping pleasure at all.

"Brother Su Ming, look at the set of futons I bought for you, is it good?"

Gong Xiaocai seemed to be holding a bedding taller than her, and said happily.

"Good-looking, good-looking."

Su Ming kept nodding.

"You wait, I'll dry you first, and I'll lay it for you tonight."

"Hmm."

It was rare to see Gong Xiaocai so happy, so Su Ming went with her.

Afternoon.

Su Ming finally got busy with his affairs again.

The plan is to create a new type of paper puppet called the Spiritualist to summon spirits in his place.

In the future, Su Mingyuan will be in Yaoyuan Dao Academy, and he will definitely not be able to stay in Yaojiang City often to recruit mortal souls, so he can only find other people to do this kind of thing.

There is nothing more suitable than a paper puppet with a wit than free labor.

Su Ming had already thought about the spell and blood spell of the Soul Conjuring.

The first is naturally the Spirit Golem Blood Spell.

The second is the Spirit Golem Reincarnation Blood Spell.

These two blood spells represent the first and second level control rights of the paper puppet.

The third type of spell blood spell is the soul-conjuring blood spell that Su Ming cast today.

The fourth type of spell blood spell is the soul collection spell blood spell that contains the soul.

The fifth spell blood curse, Su Ming planned to inscribe the blood curse of the blind spell.

Compared to the farmer puppet, the Soul Conjuring has one more spell blood spell, which is composed of five spell blood spells in total, but these five spell blood spells are not difficult.

In particular, the Blinding Technique, which is just a spell with a two-way spell structure, is as simple as the Fire Bomb Technique.

With the deduction ability of the second-order wordless heavenly book, Su Ming quickly deduced the only soul comprehension technique that needed to be created.

Next.

It is the translation of spiritualism, soul acceptance, and blinding into a magic blood curse.

With the translation of the blood curse of the three spells, the translation has been completed.

Soon, the bodies of the three conjuring envoys were made by Su Ming.

Looking out the window, night had fallen.

Tonight, he's going to fill the three conjuring husks with new souls.

With a sweep of his senses, Gong Xiaocai had already taken the Qi Benefiting Pill at the moment and was immersed in cultivation.

Su Ming went out quietly again, without alarming her.

Out of the courtyard, this time Su Ming did not go to the Qi family compound, but looked for a suitable soul in Yaojiang City.

After some searching, he finally found three suitable candidates.

Unlike the paper puppets used for farming, the people needed by the conjuring must be flexible, not rigid, and have enough momentum to not be lazy.

Su Ming knew very well that if he wanted his subordinates to complete their performance, in addition to clear rewards and punishments, he had to give them enough hope.

And the hope he gave is very simple, that is, longevity.

(End of chapter)