Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 625 Dead Soul
"That's the way it is. This bird Huang Yingxue said that there is a fart going back. If he really wants to go back, he will kill him. There is nothing wrong with it. Pooh, I know I was wrong. Come to our Lingtai Zongdu Erta first and then talk about it!
Let me first let him know what it means to be boundless in the sea of ​​suffering, and to keep going! "

Hearing this, Lin Shu slapped the table hard, and said with hatred.

Since the restart of Duerta, many warriors with violent temperaments and many evil deeds have been thrown into it.

Among them are not only grand masters, great masters, but also true kings.

Many disciples have seen Lin Mo go to Duerta every day to chant scriptures and Buddha. Slowly, Duerta, which was full of curses and roars, became quiet.

No one knew the reason for the silence, or what happened to the criminals, or why they changed their minds so quickly.

But as time passed, Duerta also became a forbidden area of ​​Lingtai Sect.

Even the vicious reputation spread outside the sect, causing countless people to be jealous.

"But no matter what, it's probably a good thing that something really happened in Yizhou. Brother Yuande, how do you plan to retaliate?" Nie Yun also asked aloud when he heard this.

"I'm not in a hurry. I'll discuss it with your lord. After all, that person is gaining power and mixing with the court. He is not much more powerful than he was back then." Ma Yuande replied with some blood on his face.

He is a man of self-knowledge.

Especially after going through all kinds of things in the past, his mind has matured a lot, and he is no longer the crazy bamboo scholar who even dared to joke with the real king and Zhou Muhou when he was drunk. .

He knew that Lin Mo valued him and relied on him, but he also knew that if he got carried away because of this and became proud of his favor, he would definitely be liquidated.

Thinking of Lin Mo, Ma Yuande couldn't help being in awe.

Obviously, his subordinates have been working for such a long time.

On the contrary, he was becoming more and more unable to understand the latter.

Whether it is the strength that cannot see the bottom line, or the unexpected way of doing things.

It always seems to be a mystery.

People can't see through, can't figure it out, but they can't help but respect and fear in their hearts.

"That's fine, Master should already be on his way there." Nie Yun said solemnly.

Afterwards, the three of them agreed not to discuss the matter any more.

Starting with Ma Yuande, he began to talk about the general situation of Qihai today, as well as travel and errands, what he saw and heard in the past few days.

This kind of talk is also a means for several people to get closer.

Share information, ask questions, discuss countermeasures, and solve problems.

Compared with playing and eating together, this kind of community of interests is more reliable.

This can be regarded as the embryonic form of faction division.

As Lin Mo's strength became stronger and stronger, and the gap between him and ordinary people became wider and wider, even if he was a true king in the sect, the number of times he met with him became less and less.

This means that power is being delegated.

As the few people with the closest relationship, they naturally began to work together subconsciously.

the other side.

Ying Qingya and Zhang Shutong did not go far.

Live and rest in a holiday home near the cottage.

In the courtyard, Zhang Shutong stood in front of the stone table, laid out a large white rice paper, held a wolf brush dipped in ink, and slammed Fang Qiu.

On the other side, Ying Qingya was eating small snacks brought from Yizhou with exquisite gold-rimmed knives and forks.

Demeanor free, happy.

Yes, pleasure.

There is no indignation or anger when leaving.

It took about half the time to touch the incense.

Zhang Shutong put away his pen, put Langhao on the pen holder, then removed the white marble unicorn paperweight beside him, and blew the fragrance of ink on it.

Looking at Ying Qingya in front of her, she felt a little worried for some reason.

"Xiaoya, are you so sure that Yuan De will go back with us?"

He was entrusted by his friend to come to Qihai to pick up Ma Yuande back to Yizhou to help him, which was a bit difficult for him, so he prepared a lot of words and even various benefits.

Unexpectedly, after Ying Qingya found out about this matter, she took the initiative to invite Ying to come here, so that he didn't have to prepare foreign objects.

For this reason, I had a few anxious glances with him.

This also made him toss and turn in front of Ma Yuande just now, and only had a few dry words, which made the scene embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shutong felt a little helpless.

"Uncle Zhang, you don't have to worry so much. You have to know that some people have already won just by standing there, and everything else will appear nothing more than that."

Ying Qingya put down the knife and fork in her hand, and smiled slightly.

"..." Zhang Shutong was slightly taken aback, he didn't understand why his niece was so confident.

"In my opinion, this child Yuande has experienced a lot, and may have changed. After all, you should treat him with admiration for three days. Don't look at him from the past." He considered his words and said softly.

Ying Qingya fell silent.

Yes, Ma Yuande in the past, no matter he was happy or sad, as long as he waved, he would come obediently.

No matter what she wants, she will try her best to achieve it and fight for it.

At this time, something was indeed different, and she faintly felt that the situation was out of control.

But soon, Ying Qingya stopped thinking about it.

Ma Yuande may have been hurt, a little wronged, and became rebellious, but it doesn't matter... After so many years of affection, as long as he acts coquettishly and gives some sweetness, he will naturally recover.

This is like boiling an eagle, the more the eagle resists, the more it resists, the more obedient it will be in the end.

At that time, they will naturally be even more determined!
I heard that Ma Yuande is highly valued by that Lingtai Demon Buddha now, and maybe he can draw the latter into the same camp with this, and she will also have a real powerful thug under her command!
In that case, her right to speak in her husband's family will inevitably increase greatly!

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, everything is in my plan, I have arrangements." Ying Qingya turned around and said with a sweet smile.

"It's best to have an arrangement, but everything depends on a plan, and you have to prepare for the worst." Zhang Shutong reminded.

"I know!" Ying Qingya nodded indifferently.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Shutong sighed softly:

"I mean, if, if Yuande doesn't want to go with us, what will you do?"

"This is absolutely impossible." Ying Qingya shook her head. "It really happened, but my father also made an arrangement, I will contact the Demonic Buddha of the Lingtai, and offer conditions and lures to win him over.

Anyone and everything has a price. As far as I know, Ma Yuande was originally a prisoner. As long as we are willing to pay the price, he will definitely promise to "return the original". bad result. "

……

Zenan Island.pier.

The big ship was docked at the pier, and the thick anchors were thrown down to fix the ship's branches, and the iron chains were also tied to the iron pillars on the pier to prevent the ship from swaying.

In the cabin, Lin Mo's eyes were closed tightly, and a cloud of gray air flow quietly circulated around him.On the airflow, there are faces of people with their eyes tightly closed.

At this moment in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The gray sky is even more chaotic.

The strangely shaped stone sculptures above began to squirm as if they were alive.

Countless figures with crazy faces rushed from all directions.

These people use both hands and feet, like beasts, and let out heart-pounding roars from time to time.

If Lin Mo could observe carefully, the faces under their disheveled hair would be surprised to find that these people were all enemies he had slaughtered.

Sea people, land people, old people, women, everything.

All of them looked ferocious, and rushed towards the end of the forest in the middle of the grassland.

His expression remained the same, he was no longer the same as at the beginning, ignorant and ignorant, forgetting everything.

The hands are slightly opened, and the whole person is suspended in the air.

A figure pounced on him, hugging him with arms and legs, and gnawing at him.

He didn't resist at all.

Soon it was thrown in the center and disappeared.

But slowly, streaks of gray air rose from the crowd.

During this process, more and more gray air, but fewer and fewer figures were gnawing.

In the beginning, the gray gas was just wisps, which gradually gathered and became larger and larger. In the end, it even formed a giant gray mist.

In the gray mist, that group of black shadows became smaller and smaller, becoming only a single human figure.

Swish!
At this time, in the sky, the wriggling statues finally stopped.

It turned into a palace with strange shapes and unique shapes.

A row of illusory stairs descended from the palace and extended to Lin Mo.

He opened his eyes, but did not climb up.

The Death Soul Jue is like the Dongji Qinghua Longevity Sutra, the further you go, the more merits you need.

The latter needs to sow seeds and reap spirituality, while the former needs to seize souls and condense dead souls.

Now that the merits and supplies are used up, if you force yourself to climb up, it's like a clever woman who can't cook without rice, and you can't go any further.

"No wonder so many monks of the Death Soul Sect practice the Death Soul Art, they will fail and become a death soul... To seize the soul, you must first devour the soul for the soul. As long as the heart is lost, you will truly forget yourself."

Even with Lin Mo's tenacity now, he could only complete it smoothly under the protection of the talent pearl.

In his opinion, this exercise is like raising Gu.

Countless practitioners practice one after another, collecting dead souls, and then turning into dead souls, and finally perfecting a limited number of people, cultivating the strongest Gu king.

It is almost unnecessary to think about it, in the Realm of the Thousand Feathers, in the real Death Soul Sect, there must be terrifying existences who have inherited countless merits.

"It's terrifying."

In the cabin, Lin Mo sighed softly and slowly opened his eyes.

The pupils in the eyes turned into a silent gray, and there was a fine rune light wheel flowing slowly in it.

A terrifying and dangerous power is hidden.

Even if there is no test product, he also knows that it must be considered a big killer.

"Perhaps with this Death Soul Art, I can truly perfect some of my own moves."

Lin Mo stood up, the vision in his eyes disappeared, and thoughts floated in his mind.

It was also lucky that the boat arrived just in time after training, so no time wasted.

He felt the boat stop swimming, nodded slightly, and walked out of the hatch.

As soon as he walked out, some disciples stepped forward.

"I've seen the Buddha's head!" This disciple was an inner disciple, saluting respectfully.

"Bai Ling, do you have something to report?" Lin Mo had an excellent memory and could easily name the other party.

Seeing that the other party was holding a golden silk scroll in his hand, he asked.

"Yes, the Buddha's head." Bai Ling nodded and handed over the silk scroll.

Lin Mo simply flipped through the pages, her heart trembled slightly, and she couldn't help frowning.

"Interesting." He rubbed his hands casually, and the silk in his hands turned to ashes and disappeared with the wind.

"You contact the disciples on the island first, I have to go there first."

He explained casually, and without waiting for the other party to reply, his figure puffed and disappeared.

He rushed directly to the position left in the silk roll.

At this time, the original team was in the house.

However, compared to last time, many disciples came again after getting the news from the sect's inner base on the island.To press the array.

Ma Yuande sat in the first place. At this time, he was no longer the same as before, with a worried look on his face.

He is dressed in a blue gown with a ring around his waist, and his hair is crowned with jasper. His skin is as white as jade, and he is dressed as a standard scholar.

His face was calm, showing no emotion.

Looking at the two people in front of him, he took the initiative to speak:
"Mr. Zhang, I have heard of your name, and I have even recited your articles day and night since I was young. I remember that there is a saying in your book:

Being timid, advancing two times and retreating one time, is not what a man should do. You need to act decisively without delaying for a moment. "

With a look of reminiscence on his face, he said slowly.

Zhang Shutong at the side also had a complicated expression when he heard the words, and nodded slightly.

That's what he said in his young book "On Thunder".At that time, it was the time when he was most energetic.

In a flash, decades have passed.

While he was feeling a little emotional, he had vaguely guessed what the person in front of him wanted to say.

"Mr. Ying and I have already cut off our robes, and Teacher Ying also expelled me from the teacher's school. If I go back again, what is it? So... this matter has disappointed Mr. Zhang."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the teacup on the side, blew it gently, and lowered his head to drink lightly.

The meaning is obvious, serving tea to see off the guests.

He didn't speak harsh words to each other like Lin Shu said, it was out of the last respect for the two of them.

"This... Yuan De, can you think about it again, your teacher did have unspeakable difficulties back then, and he didn't do it on purpose, otherwise you thought you could escape from that person with you as a scholar?

Do you know that back then, your teacher specially entrusted Wanqing, the sword god of Shipo, to protect you from Yizhou? "

Zhang Shutong was silent for a while, and finally spoke.

Tell a secret.

"Trust me, he will explain it to you when you go back this time."

Ma Yuande was indeed taken aback when he heard the sound, but his face remained unchanged, and he put down the teacup.

"Believe it or not, it really doesn't matter. As for the explanation, it's even more useless. The ancients said that it doesn't matter what you think. Do you think this kind of difficulty is really important?"

He suddenly laughed.

"I only know that he taught me to be an adult and gave me a new life, and I gave everything back to him."

He raised his head, stretched out his hand, and took a handful of air casually.

"Whether it's the theories I wrote, or half my life's fame, I gave it back to him, and even gave him half my life."

Ma Yuande didn't change his face, "I don't owe my teacher any more, so, to help, I'd better find someone else. As for returning again, it will only be revenge, revenge against Yin Shaotian."

He said every word.

Yin Shaotian was the culprit who caused everything back then.

He is also Ying Qingya's husband-in-law.The son of the wealthy Yin family in Yizhou.

Now it is even more famous, known as the Qingliu of Yizhou literary world, known as the son of Gaoshan.

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang was taken aback, muttered a few words, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

But the woman on the side exploded directly.

The smile that was always on his face froze immediately.

(End of this chapter)