Chapter Twenty-Five: The Soul Trap

In the next three months, in addition to his routine inspections, Chu Yi continued to concentrate and practice his qi in the stone house every day. The only difference was that every time he patrolled the neighboring area, he would attract whispers and mixed glances of awe, envy, and jealousy. Chu Yi didn't care about this at all, and dealt with it calmly.

In the past three months, Yan Shaotian has never had trouble with him again. I don't know if it was his warning that played a role, or if Yan Shaotian was planning a bigger conspiracy against him, Chu Yi didn't care too much about this. All of his mind was spent on refining aura, after all, improving his strength was the king.

On this day, the South Korean army finished its inspection and prepared to return to the stone house to rest. When he was still more than ten feet away from the stone house, he suddenly felt a powerful wave erupt from the stone house, and at the same time, a clear birdsong shook his ear drums.

He couldn't help but look horrified, and muttered in a low voice, "It's him...... No way, if that's the case, it would be too rebellious!" He looked at the stone house with a look of disbelief.

It wasn't until the fluctuation had subsided and dissipated that he hesitated and walked towards the stone house. When he came to the stone house, he found Chu Yi sitting on the stone bed, his eyes burning, looking at him with a smile.

Han Jun's heart sank, it seemed that his guess just now was true, and he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Congratulations to the captain, cultivate to a higher level!" At the same time, he felt that the Chu Yi in front of him was very different from the past, and it was impossible to understand where the specific difference was.

Chu Yi smiled slightly and said, "Three months of penance, it's just a little gain!" Han Jun, I understand your thoughts. As long as you behave well, I will introduce you to enter the Black Tiger Sect and become an outer disciple!"

In the entire Yueyang Town and its surrounding areas, all those who had the potential to become a body refining cultivator had already been taken under the Black Tiger Sect. These Black Iron Guards who are now serving in the 'Garrison Department' are either low-qualified body refiners, or they are body refiners who feel that their cultivation alone has reached the limit and want to accumulate combat merits in the 'Garrison Department' and then join the Black Tiger Gate. Of course, there are also some mortal martial artists whose martial arts have reached extremely high levels.

This Han Jun belongs to the second type of body refiner in the middle and upper qualifications, but because he has no major sect to rely on and lacks his own resources, he has always been stuck at the threshold of not being able to absorb spiritual energy, so he joined the 'Ministry of Guards'.

When he knew that his captain was the inner disciple of the Black Tiger Sect, he had been deliberately approaching, hoping to take a shortcut through Chu Yi. Chu Yi naturally knew his intentions, but through these three months of observation, he found that this person's nature was not bad, so he made a promise to him.

Seeing that his long-awaited expectations for many years were about to come true, Han Jun was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Thank you captain for cultivating, your kind subordinates will never forget it." If necessary, even if you go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, you won't frown half a frown!"

As he spoke, he wanted to bow his head and bow down, but Chu Yi stretched out his hand to help him, and he felt an invisible huge force supporting his knees, making him unable to kneel. I had to smile and stand with my hands tied. Chu Yi just wanted to help him, but he didn't want him to recognize him as the master, so he didn't want to accept his bow.

Half a year later, Chu Yi, who was sitting on the stone bed concentrating on cultivation, slowly opened his eyes, and his face showed a deep groan. In the past half a month, he faintly felt that the spiritual power spent by the red lotus seeds deposited in the meridians of his whole body had almost been refined by him.

If his estimation was good, the remaining spiritual power would be able to be used by him to reach the fourth layer realm, so in the past half a month, the speed of cultivation had also slowed down significantly. Just as he was hesitating whether to swallow another lotus seed, Han Jun's deep voice sounded outside the house, "Captain, a group of demon beasts have recently appeared in the Yunshu Mountain Range, and they are wreaking havoc and harming people around them, and the headquarters has ordered our team to go and kill them!"

An hour later, a flying boat six or seven zhang long with a silver white body shot out from the southern city wall of Yueyang Town. This flying boat is actually a well-known nearby medium-grade flying soul tool 'Silver Soul Flying Boat' built by the Yueyang Alliance.

I saw fifteen black-armored guards and one blue-armored guard sitting on top of the flying boat, which were none other than Chu Yi and the black iron guards under his command. Unlike usual, at this time, everyone was wearing a faint aura armor, and the momentum was overwhelming.

At this time, Chu Yi was very interested in playing with a dark leather bag, only to see that this leather bag was the size of a palm, and a crystal spirit stone was inlaid at the mouth of the bag, and a complex light green rune was inscribed on the bag body. This is the soul trap he received not long ago, along with the bronze armor.

This bag has no other purpose, and its only purpose is to collect the souls of all kinds of creatures after they die. What Chu Yi and the others want to collect is naturally the demon soul of the demon beast, and the demon soul contains strong soul power, which can be refined into a soul crystal containing soul power by the soul refiner.

This soul crystal can not only replace the spirit stone to provide energy for the magic circle, but also can be used by soul path monks as a 'pill' to refine and absorb the soul power in it to increase cultivation. Therefore, soul crystals are extremely popular, even more sought-after than spirit stones.

Even if there is no such thing as demon beasts wreaking havoc and harming people, the 'Garrison Department' will often send bronze guards to take the initiative to hunt demon beasts. Although a certain amount of rare materials and demon souls obtained from the demon beast must be handed over, the remaining income is also extremely rich. This is also the reason why he knows that hunting demon beasts will take a great risk, but all the monks are still happy to do it, and the benefits are also there.

After Chu Yi played with the soul hunting bag for a while, he put it away and closed his eyes to cultivate. An hour later, they arrived at the edge of the Yunshu Mountain Range, which was more than 800 forces away from Yueyang Town. I saw that this mountain is about 1,000 zhang high, with heavy peaks stacked on top of each other, stretching for more than 1,000 miles. There is smoke curling from the smoke at the bottom of the mountain, and there seem to be many villages scattered around.

Just when the flying boat was still five or six miles away from the nearest village, Chu Yi's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. Pointing to a village in front of him, he commanded one of the Black Iron Guards who was controlling the flying boat, "Rush over as fast as you can!"

The Black Iron Guard nodded slightly, and spun and pressed the last spirit stone embedded in the front of the flying boat. With a flash of inspiration, the flying boat's whole body trembled and broke through the air, and its speed increased by more than half a little.

In a moment, I came to the sky above the village, only to see more than ten demon wolves shuttling and raging in the village, biting people when they saw them, ferocious and abnormal, and the village cried and screamed endlessly.

In an ordinary farmhouse courtyard, a fair-skinned young woman with blood on her right leg fell to the ground and crawled forward desperately, while anxiously calling out the child's name. Not far in front of him, a one-year-old boy was sitting on the ground crying "wow" and "wow".

A seven-foot-tall demon wolf stared at him with blood-red eyes, salivating like rain in his mouth. Suddenly he roared, jumped up, opened his fangs and bit him on the head.