Chapter Ninety-One: Soul Imprint
Zhou Ba is an understanding person, otherwise there would be no situation where the Zhou family and the Zhao family in Dafeng City compete, which shows that he is not a simple character.
"Well, all I want is your position. "Yang Yu is colorful.
"Don't worry! This world is originally a world where the strong are respected. I am not a person who is ignorant of current affairs, and you helped our Zhou family, my Zhou family is not the kind of family that will take revenge. ”
Yang Yu already understood Zhou Ba's position in his heart, if Yang Yu had that strength, he would do his best to help Yang Yu.
Talking to smart people is to save trouble, no need to bother to speak, just a few simple words, in the evening, the Zhou family set up a banquet to entertain Yang Yu and Zhu Yi.
Seeing the wine, Zhu Yi was like a greedy kitten, and when he drank the wine, it was one on top of the two, and Yang Yu was still ashamed of himself.
Early the next morning, Yang Yu took Zhu Yi and Zhou Wang on the road, Yang Yu's destination was the Heavenly Dao Alliance, and it was good to take the two of them.
Zhu Yi has the strength of the Yuan Sect Realm, which is a great help to Yang Yu, although Zhu Yi is like a child, but when he encounters something, he is even older than those old monsters.
And Zhou Wang can get a good experience by following him, which is why Zhou Ba asked Yang Yu to take him. Zhou Wang's strength is only at a high level, and his strength is a little insufficient, Yang Yu also wants to find an opportunity to improve his strength, since Zhou Wang is following him, he can't let him follow him in vain, right?
Leaving the Zhou family, Yang Yu led everyone in the direction of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, because Zhou Wang was only at a high level and couldn't fly, Yang Yu and Zhu Yi simply gave up flying and chose to walk.
There was a trace of disappointment in Zhou Wang's eyes, blaming his cultivation for being too low, dragging down Yang Yu's itinerary.
For Zhou Wang's disappointment, Yang Yu naturally saw it in his eyes, Yang Yu did not comfort him, he needed to know himself, don't blindly ask for the improvement of strength, the most important thing for a martial artist is not how much strength there is, but to have a good attitude.
Sure enough, Zhou Wang did not disappoint Yang Yu, he quickly adjusted his mentality and showed Yang Yu with the mentality of a strong man.
Yang Yu was also very pleased that Zhou Wang had adjusted his mentality in such a short time, he was really not mistaken, Zhou Wang was indeed a good seedling, but the Zhou family could not provide him with the best cultivation conditions, so he was now twenty-four or five years old before he had a high-level cultivation.
Of course, being able to reach the high level of the Yuan rank at the age of twenty-four or five shows that Zhou Wang's cultivation talent is very strong.
The generalissimo of Tianmo City, that is, Yang Yu's uncle, can command tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in Tianmo Province with just one high-level Yuan, which also shows how rare and valuable the high-level Yuan-rank is.
Seeing that at night, Yang Yu found an inn, and the three of them had dinner first, then asked for three upper rooms and went to rest.
With Zhu Yi here, drinking must be indispensable for eating, and the three of them naturally drank a lot of wine, but Zhu Yi didn't seem to drink, and Yang Yu and Zhou Wang drank in a daze.
Unconsciously, Yang Yu also liked drinking, he was not intoxicated with drinking, but he liked the feeling and process of drinking.
Especially after drinking with Su Mengqi, this feeling is even stronger, just like Yang Yu used to be a person who loves to drink, although there is no basis.
Under Yang Yu's instructions, Zhu Yi began to guide Zhou Wang's cultivation and solve the difficulties and barriers in his cultivation for him, while Yang Yu returned to his room alone.
Dissipating the power of alcohol, Yang Yu shook his head and sat cross-legged on the bed, as if he remembered something, and his mind moved, and his body entered the mysterious space.
"Old Yun, how did you study that book?" Yang Yu immediately asked after entering the mysterious space.
The book he was referring to was the ancient book found in the tomb of the powerhouse of the mysterious Yuan Sect Realm, he didn't look at it carefully, he threw it directly into the mysterious space, and let Yun Heng study it, it must have been so long, it should be a bit eyebrow-raising!
"There are eyebrows, and as I expected, it's a book about insect masters. Yun Heng's figure floated out, and Zhengse said: "This guy is really a talent, he can figure out such a high-level insect breeding secret in the human world." ”
"Is it really the secret of insect raising?" Yang Yu's heart moved, he had seen the terrifying strength of the borer in the tomb of the strong man of the Yuan Sect, and he was naturally very interested in his secret of raising insects, "Can I learn it?"
Yun Heng flicked his fingers, and the ancient book fell into Yang Yu's hand, he opened the book and looked at the introduction on it.
The book is very thin, the title of the book is Insect Breeding, and it is only ten pages, and Yang Yu quickly finished reading it.
It is very clear from the above that the average insect master raises insects, and then trains them so that they can listen to their own words, which can be used against the enemy, and the most powerful thing is to directly cultivate insects into their own natal worms.
The attack ability of the natal insect is the highest, and it is also a good recipe for the insect master's dream, but the natal worm also has drawbacks, the natal worm and the owner are connected, once the natal worm is injured or killed, the owner will also be hurt by different processes.
The most unlucky can directly lead to the death of the owner because of the death of the natal worm.
After reading the introduction of the insect breeding recipe, Yang Yu was already quite shocked, he didn't expect that there was such a profound method of insect breeding in time, and he couldn't help but admire the insect teacher who had already perished, and he was able to find out such a profound insect breeding secret.
"You can find a very powerful primeval worm to refine your natal worm, because the exercises you practice are very peculiar, even if your natal worm dies, you will not be in danger of extinction. Saying that, Yun Heng showed a hint of envy on his face, "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a book about the formation in the wooden coffin, and the things in the metal coffin should be related to insects, maybe it's the insect-devouring king of the Yuanzong Realm that I told you about at the beginning." ”
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was also looking forward to the contents of the metal coffin, that was the insect king of the Yuanzong Realm!
As soon as his mind moved, Yang Yu's figure came to the front of the two coffins, in the mysterious space, Yang Yu was the master, and no strong existence could hurt him.
A vitality flew out, the lid of the coffin was lifted, and a gray soul flew out of the coffin, flying towards Yang Yu's brain, the speed was extremely fast, and it was in front of Yang Yu in a blink of an eye.
Yang Yu was not in a hurry at all, his fingers pinched a hand, and a word gently spit out in his mouth.
"Definitely!"
That gray soul seemed to have met a nemesis, and it was fixed not far in front of Yang Yu, gradually turning into an illusory soul body.
The soul body is an old man, the body is thin, the hair is gray, and the whole person looks like a skeleton, but Yang Yu does not dare to underestimate this soul body, if this is in the outside world, maybe he will follow his path, but unfortunately this is in the mysterious space.
The soul body is constantly struggling, but it is useless, the soul power of the soul body is slowly dissipating, and finally has to stop struggling.
"Boy, where is this?" the soul body began.
"I don't care who you were when you were alive, now that you are in my mysterious space, you have to listen to me. Yang Yu snapped his fingers and said slowly, without putting the soul body in his eyes at all.
The soul body said, "Hehe! I was originally going to take your body and continue to cultivate! I didn't think you were a pervert, let's say! What are you going to do with me?"
The soul body is also quite single, and knowing that he can't get benefits, he began to put forward conditions.
"You have two choices, the first is that I will refine you and use your soul power to enhance my soul power. Yang Yu said the first choice.
"What about the second one?" the soul body was stunned for a moment, and then asked.
Yang Yu said coldly: "Give me what you say you know, and sign the soul contract, and be loyal to me forever." ”
The soul body pursed its lips disdainfully, and said in a sudden tone: "You think it's beautiful, you better refine me, you won't get anything." ”
The soul body knew that Yang Yu wanted his insect raising experience and formation experience very much, and he would not kill himself so lightly, so he began to play tricks.
"Boy, don't think that if you cheat on me, I can't do anything about you, I can still use the Soul Burning Dafa to extract your memory, and we can get what we want. ”
Yun Heng's soul didn't know when it appeared, the pupils of the old man's soul body shrank, and he was a little scared and frightened in his heart.
The kid that Yun Heng called is really not a big one, Yun Heng is a powerhouse in the Continent of the Gods, and he is at least a thousand years old, and that old man is at the peak of the Yuan Sect, and his age is more than a hundred years old at most, so there seems to be nothing wrong with calling him a kid.
The old man's soul body was trembling constantly, and he felt the pressure on his soul from Yun Heng, this kind of coercion was different from the coercion of strength, but it was the pressure from the depths of his soul.
"What a powerful soul, at the peak of the seniors, but beyond the powerhouses of the Yuan Master Realm?" the old man's soul body asked.
"Master Yuan, if my body is still there, I can pinch dozens or hundreds of people to death at will, which is no different from pinching an ant to death. Yun Heng disdainful.
As a powerhouse in the Continent of the Gods, he is simply disdainful of the characters in the human world, and even has some stinky farts and some nonsense, but people just have that strength, and you have to accept this, the difference in strength, whether you accept it or not, the gap is there.
But, comparing the Yuan Master to an ant, fuck your ants so bullish?
Yang Yu was also shocked when he heard Yun Heng's words, now if he relied on his own strength, in the face of a Yuan Sect junior powerhouse, he would have the most to run, how far he could run, and he couldn't even mention the desire to fight.
The powerhouse of the Yuanzong Realm is really terrifying, for fear that if he runs slowly, he will become a lump of meat.
Yun Heng just said that the powerhouse of the Yuan Master Realm, he can pinch thousands to death at will, so how terrifying should his strength be at his peak?
It shouldn't take much effort to sweep through the eight continents! What are the four major demon sects, as well as the Yuan Masters of each continent, all fucking stand aside!
Listening to Yun Heng's words, the old man's soul body looked very tired and weak, and he couldn't give birth to a trace of resistance, and even his eyes withered.
"As long as you are honestly loyal to this kid, I can find a suitable body for you in the future, and I can also make you soar to the Continent of the Gods, presumably you also have a yearning for the Continent of the Gods!" Yun Heng coerced and seduced, doing the ideological work of the old man's soul body, and wanted him to honestly hand over what he had learned all his life.
"Okay, I'll just promise you. The old man's soul body gritted his teeth and agreed, "My name is Du Cheng, and I am both an insect master and a formation mage. ”
"Let go of your soul guard and let him leave a soul imprint in the depths of your soul. Yun Heng said, and then taught Yang Yu the method of making a soul contract.
Yang Yu painted a scoop than a gourd, leaving a trace of soul imprint in the depths of Du Cheng's soul, and then retracted his mind.