Gift natural power at the beginning

In the past, the Lingtai Sect, Duerta, had only physical persuasion.

First toil the body, and then exhaust the spirit, perform beating, preaching, and probation.

Most of the time, it is only applicable to ordinary villains. After probation, they will not be released, but will be transferred to other places to make them do farming, blacksmithing and other labor in order to atone for their sins.

Even if it is the latter, it is necessary to recite Buddhist scriptures day and night, and the effect is best when the muscles and bones are tired, the body is hungry, and the body is empty.

Just like this when he was caught, it was the most rebellious time, and if he wanted to influence him, it would be half the effort.

"I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, there are some things, you can't just stop doing them just because no one else is doing them." Lin Mo said casually, saying that he often heard some Buddhist words in his previous life.

"This...is a Buddha child!" Qing Kong was stunned for a moment, without saying a word, he immediately opened the door and gave way.

He stepped back and picked up a small notebook with a solemn expression, as if he was recording something.

Lin Mo patted the opponent's shoulder encouragingly, and walked into the tower.

There are nine floors in the entire Duerta, and a spiral staircase goes up.

There are prisons on each floor, and the lower three floors are Chase Pavement, separated by stone walls.

The middle and third floors are private rooms.

The upper three floors are exclusive secret rooms.

There is a special futon in front of the prison for monks to recite scriptures and enlightenment, and there is a torture tool beside it for physical enlightenment.

As soon as you walk into the tower, you will be greeted with a mixed smell of blood, feces, and urine.

Lin Mo's face was calm, he never stopped, and kept walking.

Soon there was an uproar.

Among them, the one who yelled the loudest was a man with sunken eyes, yellow hair, and a goatee in Taoist robes.

"Who are you? Can you save me? Quickly save me!
I am Taoist Yabai, but I am not dead. The entire Yabai Island is mine. The power I lost is on the island.
As long as you rescue me, no, I need a chicken leg now, to wake up my sleeping power!

As long as you give me chicken legs, I will get back the lost power and make you a grand master, or even a grand master! "

Then came the bang bang bang.

Daoist Goatbeard wrapped his hands in handcuffs, stared at Lin Mo, slammed on the cell door, and shouted at the top of his voice.

Lin Mo glanced at the inscription in front of the cell.

Immediately knew its origin.

His name is Ma Sandao, he is a charlatan, his strength is not weak, his life is complete, and he is a half-step master.

He is used to deceiving others with words, defrauding money, treasures, and even women's bodies, and after enjoying the process of deception, he will kill the whole family of the sufferer.

It is notorious, with thousands of lives in his hands, because of his disguise technique and light footwork, he has been at large.

A few days ago, I happened to bump into a true disciple who was traveling, and was captured alive to torture the corresponding method.
Just when he was about to kill him, he learned that Zongnei would restart Duerta, so he contributed people.

Lin Mo stared at the other party, Wu Daotian looked at him with a weak body and unbearable energy.

Just an ordinary person with no secrets.

It seems that what the other party said just now is deceiving.

That's right, there are so many strange things in the world that he can still meet.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo gently patted the lock on the cell door, and walked in amidst the creaking sound.

"You... hello, I am really Taoist Yabai, save me, save me quickly, I will give you the entire Lingtai Sect!..." Ma Sandao did not expect that Lin Mo would really open the door, and immediately seemed to come alive. Happily drawing cakes.

Just talking, he felt something was wrong.

Especially looking at Lin Mo's numb face.

Suddenly, for some reason, he felt a little hairy.

Speaking of it, those who can enter this Lingtai Zongduer Tower must have a high status. If he really deceives him, not to mention leaving, the benefits will definitely not be small.

And people in high positions like this are the most ambitious and easy to deceive.

It's just that at this moment, being watched by Lin Mo, for no reason, he was a little panicked.

"Hello, I didn't...I didn't lie to you. I'm really a priest of Yabai... If you don't believe me, I can tell you a secret first, a shocking secret..." Ma Sandao stammered.

Lin Mo didn't reply.

He just continued to approach, looked around, and then looked away.

"Feel sorry……"

After entering this Duerta, in fact, according to the procedures, no matter whether you are obedient or not, it is impossible to go out. The labor reform all the way, the life that can be seen at a glance, in fact, it is also a kind of torture.

In addition, it has done so many evil things...

"Actually, it's fine. Lifting one's foot is walking, and falling one's foot is also walking. Death can also be a new beginning, so don't be afraid..."

"??" Ma Sandao was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously crossed his hands, taking a defensive stance.

But Lin Mo hooked his hand.

The next moment, a strange scene happened.

Ma Sandao, who was looking alert, was suddenly taken aback, and fell straight on the ground.

On his body, a cloud of slightly black smoke slowly floated up, poured out, and gathered in Lin Mo's palm.

At the top of the smoke was a human face, exactly that of Ma Sandao.

Lin Mo raised his right hand.

Can clearly control the presence or absence of people in the palm.

The smoke was like bubbles, he could pop it with a little force.

And holding it in the hands, a cool feeling, similar to the pleasure of chewing mint, is transmitted to the mind.

This is nourishing the divine will!
"...It's actually the same as I guessed." Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a little emotional and excited.

"Since this is the case, does it mean that I can gradually form a method similar to surrogate death like the white-faced sneak attack boy? But, is there any limit to this kind of soul-taking..."

For a while, Lin Mo's thoughts fluttered and he thought of many things.

But there is no doubt that, as far as he knows, there is a key to the Black Soul Art of the Dead Soul Sect and the inheritance of the Soul Hunter, which is to use the soul to seize the soul, and the two will definitely influence each other.

"Unfortunately, as originally promised, death is also the beginning. It seems that the beginning should be gone now."

Lin Mo looked at Ma Sandao who fell to the ground. He was not breathing at this time, and his body was cold, as if he had been dead for a long time.

"Forget it, those who have achieved great things in ancient times, regardless of the small details, sacrificed to be my strength, may also have a special meaning."

Lin Mo clenched his palms slightly, and the gray smoke disappeared.

As for the back of his hand, there was now a subtle trace of blood red.

He opened the cell door and continued to walk deeper.

The nearby criminal, who witnessed the whole process, was so frightened that he curled up in the corner, terrified and afraid to make a sound.

But with a bang, the cell door opened automatically...

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a few days later.

After Enlightenment Pavilion, the exclusive martial arts arena.

The thick Enlightenment Tree grew tall and straight in front of it, like a horned dragon. Under the nourishment of a wonderful stone tree in the tree, it is now thicker and more vigorous.

The sun shines among the dense leaves, and the light spots that pass through fall on the bluestone slab.

A faint, mint-like aroma emanates from the tree and permeates the air.

Refreshing.

Therefore, guarding the Martial Arts Pavilion was considered a good job to a certain extent, and it was very popular among disciples in the past.

At this time, Lin Mo was dressed in white, with his eyes closed, standing in the sunlight.

His breathing was long, and his skin was paler and more delicate. On the back of his left hand, the skin and muscles were trembling, and a bewitching bloodstain stretched from the middle finger to the wrist.

After Duerta and his party, he did not hesitate and carried out many experiments.

The new talent, which he named Zunsoul, has three abilities.

The first is to seize.After using the ability, for ordinary warriors, those with weak spirits can easily capture their souls.It's a bit like the ability to seize souls after completing the Death Soul Art.

There are limits to this though.Even today's Lin Mo can only use it on ordinary grandmasters. As for grand masters, they have to suffer some negative effects after they start to transform.

The second is digestion.As the name suggests, after taking the soul and soul, Lin Mo can digest and absorb it to enhance his own spirit.

This ability is similar to the Nine Transformations of the True Spirit, but it is more specific, specialized, and has better effects.

The third is respecting the soul.Just like the white-faced sneak attack boy, he can store and accumulate the captured souls.

Then use it to attack, and even use it to die.

The latter is naturally the most difficult and troublesome.According to the groping of talent, only the primordial spirit and soul of the same level can perform substitute death.

Once the quality of Yuanshen soul is not enough, it will not be able to withstand the corresponding attack. The so-called substitute death is naturally a joke.

Generally speaking, if it is just a single ability, it can only be said to be easy to use and fun, and there is an upper limit.

But once it cooperates with the Death Soul Art, everything will be different.

Lin Mo's mind slowly swam through the notes on the human skin paper.

On the blue panel of the talent bead, there are writings squirming.

He could feel a restlessness in his body, a restlessness coming from his heart, spontaneously arising.

Qi and blood are abnormally subsided and exhausted.

Visible to the naked eye.

Lin Mo's crystal clear skin began to wrinkle and lose its luster, and his breath changed slightly.

As if in old age, weak.

In such a state, his mental state is getting stronger and stronger.

The mind gradually empties.

The surrounding air seems to have changed, becoming warmer and softer, becoming like a kitten's fluff, soft and prickly.

There happened to be bursts of raving in my ears.

sizzle!
It was the sound of some beasts.

The warm world seemed to be spinning at this moment, the Wudao Pavilion disappeared, the big trees disappeared, replaced by wind, strong wind, and a barren grassland.

There were people on it, all dressed in different clothes.

Or tall, or thin, or male, or female, or handsome, or ugly, with wild eyes on each other, running wildly on the grassland.

No...not running, but running away.

Then came a mass of black shadows, whose faces could not be seen clearly.

hiss!
There was another strange noise.

It's just a trance, as if something happened, it's a foregone conclusion.

Lin Mo was like a third party, looking at all this, and also seemed to be a participant, as if he had become a member of the grassland below.

It wasn't anyone, but that shadow.

The black shadow collided with those people.

Bang bang bang! !

hoo hoo hoo! !

Hiss! !
Those people, hugging the shadows, were chewing, kissing, and drooling.

And the black shadow was also very crazy, biting bite after bite, while waving its claws, grabbing those people's smooth foreheads, hiding in the belly under the clothes.

Blood splashed, brains splashed, muscles exposed, bones shattered!

Next, there is nibbling.

Those people were eating Lin Mo, and Lin Mo was also eating them.

Chewing every morsel, sucking the marrow from the bones, enjoying, soul, fear.

That kind of feeling is very wonderful, refreshing, carefree, the muscles are trembling, the soul is trembling, excitement and numbness are mixed.

Lin Mo was obviously crazy, but from the perspective of a third party, he was calm.

He could see that on the desolate grassland and in the sky, there were vague stone statues forming palaces.

The stone statue is huge and the palace is magnificent, but the shape is distorted, it is an indescribable line...

On the ground, below the barren grassland, as far as the eye can see, there is a black sea cliff, with countless black shadows wandering in it.

[If you want to become a fairy, you must enter a realm. You can see the three-day golden palace from the top, and there are immortals above it. Looking down at the Qilun Huangfu land, there is a soul body living under it...]

【A person is like firewood, like firewood, the firewood burns, and the soul enters a world...】

A mysterious raving suddenly came to mind.

The scene on the prairie, as if speeding up, tumbling past quickly.

All is quiet. .

Those people began to stand up, as if they were in fear, dancing an unknown dance, muttering something, shouting something,
And the black shadow revealed its true face, and its body was broken at this time, turning into a corpse.

The corpse looked like a man, like a beast, and was dressed in white clothes...the clothes Lin Mo was wearing...

[If you want to become a fairy, you must enter a realm... See the true life in the body, watch the three longevity and seven Chen...]

Whisper happened to say.

After saying that, the vast grassland began to fade and was eroded by the blankness. The stone palace above the head and the black sea cliff were constantly moving away and fading away.

There was only Lin Mo on the ground, alone there.

Those dancing figures and the eulogies shouted from their mouths really became clear, and the voices became louder...

【Enter...】

[Use the soul to capture the soul, see... Fang... Cheng...]

[... Immortal! ! ! ...]

The moment the voice fell, everything seemed peaceful.

turn out……

Lin Mo raised his left hand.

On the back of the hand, the clear red mark became dim at this moment.

The Enlightenment Tree still stands, its branches and leaves move with the wind.

The sun shines on the body, and the skin is still crystal clear and fair.

Only the red mark on the back of the hand was a bit painful, as if it had been scalded by a soldering iron.

"It seems to be beyond my imagination. With this soul talent, not to mention the side effects, the cultivation is progressing, and everything is going smoothly. However, what I saw in a trance is the so-called three-day golden palace, seven rounds of yellow mansions. ?...and that black shadow...is..."

Vaguely, Lin Mo felt that the black shadow was him, maybe also the Ten Immortals, Soul Hunting...

Just like he practiced the Dongji Qinghua Longevity Sutra, the big banyan tree he met was that one.

With a thought, arouse the talent pearl curtain.

The fuzzy handwriting has become so solid that it can almost be seen clearly.

[Dead Soul Art: (1/100)]

Once solidified, you can continue to practice with your own track, as before, avoiding the interference and influence of the so-called ten immortals.

Seeing this scene made Lin Mo feel a lot more at ease.

"Once the three-day golden gate and the seven-round yellow mansion are solidified, you will be able to use your true life to capture your soul with your soul. Maybe it will also strengthen the talent of respecting the soul to a certain extent...but before it is done, you still need to be careful."

Lin Mo let out a sigh of relief, the strength of the Ten Immortals became more and more clear as he became stronger.

But compared to others, he can see the hope of catching up.

The only price to pay is time, and patience.

Fortunately, he has everything.

And at this moment, a gust of mountain wind blew past, brushing Lin Mo's hair.

He pinned it to his ear, but frowned and turned around:
"You came here uninvited as an evil guest. Your Excellency came to my Lingtai Sect, but hid his body. Do you want to test whether Lin has the ability to cast down demons?"

The back was empty, the planted old trees swayed their branches and leaves, making rustling noises, and there was no one there.