Ugly Cultivation Notes

As he spoke, Tang Mu activated the mountain formation with a thought.

As the formation was activated, the sky suddenly turned gloomy and the surroundings were pitch black.

Tang Muze's wild laughter rang in Zhao He's ears.

"For more than a hundred years, I have laid a dragnet here, just waiting for you to return and step into the trap I carefully laid!

This formation can isolate all detection, and I have taken care of everyone in the sect. Even if you die, no one will stand up for you!

If you hand over the charred bones obediently, I can still spare your life. If you don't obey, I will definitely make you unable to live or die! "

"What a loud tone!"

Zhao He sneered, and his spiritual thoughts burst out, slamming into the surrounding formations.

"Crack!"

Tang Muze's carefully laid out formation actually had several cracks under the impact of this spiritual thought.

"How could this be?"

Tang Mu's expression changed slightly. He paid a high price for this formation, which is the Seven Soul Damaging Formation that specializes in human souls.

Unexpectedly, not only did the Seven Evil Soul Damaging Formation fail to work, but it was also broken through so easily by Zhao He!

"Is this paper-like formation what you rely on?"

Zhao He's mouth curled up with a hint of mockery, and he opened a big hole in the Seven Shas Soul-damaging Formation in one go.

Tang Mu was so shocked that he looked at Zhao He with confusion.

He never expected that the Seven Sha Damaging Soul Formation, for which he had high hopes, would be destroyed so easily.

It seems that only the soul-fixing talisman she obtained from her master can take her life!

Tang Muze's eyes flashed with a sinister look, he took out the soul-fixing talisman and activated it.

Zhao He seemed to have noticed something, and wanted to avoid Fu Guang's attack, but the powerful confinement power of the Soul Fixing Talisman instantly froze her soul.

But at this moment, the scorched bones that Zhao He had been carrying on his back suddenly started to move.

A subtle wave of soul rippled out from the scorched bones, easily dissolving the power of the soul-fixing talisman, allowing Zhao He's soul to break free from the shackles of the talisman's light.

Zhao He regained his freedom and looked at Tang Muche, his eyes filled with chills.

She shouted softly, activated the spiritual energy in her body to condense several golden threads, and headed towards Tang Muche from all directions.

At first, Tang Muze didn't take these golden threads seriously.

He had fought against Zhao He a hundred years ago. Zhao He was very weak and not worth fearing at all.

However, he soon paid the price for his carelessness.

These golden threads condensed by spiritual energy looked thin and easy to break, but in fact they were extremely flexible, leaving blood lines on his body one after another.

Tang Muze, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, was no match for Zhao He, who was in the late stage of Jindan. He was beaten back and forth and fell behind!

After being hit by the golden thread again, Tang Mu screamed in pain and fell to the ground, looking at Zhao He with eyes filled with horror.

"You are not Zhao He. Zhao He does not have such strength at all. Who are you?"

Zhao He smiled slightly, approached Tang Muze, and said leisurely in the eyes of the other party full of fear.

"I'm not Zhao He, who else could I be? Haven't you ever heard of a saying that says people should be treated with admiration after seeing each other for three days?"

"You... poof!"

Before Tang Muze could finish speaking, he suffered a heavy blow to the chest and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Feeling Zhao He's murderous intention, he looked horrified.

"You can't kill me! This is within the scope of the Yin Corpse Sect. If you kill me, you won't be able to stay out of it!

I worshiped the fifth elder in my sect as my master. If you dare to hurt my life, your master will definitely seek justice for me! "

"Why should I kill you?"

Zhao He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Rather than letting you die clearly, it is better for you to live in confusion, trapped in these seven soul-damaging formations, and let the formations wipe out your vitality bit by bit.

By doing this, I not only got my revenge, but also didn’t have to face the sect’s questioning. I killed two birds with one stone, are you right? Tang Muze's eyes were even more horrified, "What do you want to do to me?" "

Zhao He moved her hand, and the soul-fixing talisman that fell far away was summoned by her.

Most of the talisman power in the soul-fixing talisman was consumed, but the remaining talisman power was almost enough.

Zhao He took the soul-fixing talisman and slapped it on Tang Muche's forehead. Then he sent out his spiritual thoughts and launched a sudden attack on his soul.

Not long after, Tang Muche's eyes turned from frightened to confused, and his whole person became foolish and foolish.

He is still alive, but his soul has suffered irreversible damage, and he is no different from the living dead.

Zhao He no longer paid attention to Tang Muche, who had lost his mind, and turned to look at the unfamiliar Yunlu Mountain in front of him, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

The former Corpse Refining Sect was a behemoth in her eyes.

As time passed, her mentality changed. Looking at the Corpse Refining Sect again, she realized that it was just an ordinary small sect in the Tianyuan world.

And the Tianyuan world is just one of the three thousand worlds.

The world outside is very broad, and she should not be limited to a small world.

With a thought, Zhao He felt that his mood had changed again.

This Yunlu Mountain does not belong to her or Tang Muzhe. It belongs to this world, and she and Tang Muzhe are just passers-by in this world.

There was a hint of seriousness on Zhao He's face, "Senior, I don't want to waste time in the Corpse Refining Sect. After I get the soul lamp, I want to see the scenery further away.

Based on the sect's past style, I'm afraid it won't be that easy to leave the sect, unless I secretly take away my soul lamp, but..."

Speaking of this, Zhao He showed hesitation on his face.

"The soul lamp is in the secret place of the sect. It is almost impossible to take it away without disturbing others. Alas..."

Before he finished speaking, a soul lamp the size of a little soybean oil suddenly appeared in front of Zhao He.

"I have fetched the soul lamp for you."

After seeing the soul lamp and feeling the soul power inside it, Zhao He had a look of shock on his face.

"I didn't even notice when the senior took action!"

"Just now, when you said you wanted to take the lamp secretly."

Jiao Gu’s tone was calm, and he didn’t feel that he had done anything extraordinary.

"Don't worry, I didn't alarm anyone. No one knows that there is one missing soul lamp in the Corpse Refining Sect."

Zhao He was both moved and admired. The senior's strength was truly unfathomable!

However, a wisp of remnant soul can easily retrieve the soul lamp without disturbing the monks in the transformation stage.

"Senior, thank you for taking action for me, I owe you again!"

"It's okay. I'm helping you as well as myself. I have to solve these trivial matters first so that you can practice without distraction and ascend to the spiritual world as soon as possible."

Having said this, Jiao Gu paused, with a hint of warning in his tone.

"But you must remember that sooner or later I will leave you. Cultivation is your own business. You must not become dependent on me!"

"I remember the teachings of my seniors."

After Zhao He agreed with a solemn expression, he immediately changed the topic, "There is only one person I want to meet before leaving the Corpse Refining Sect."

Jiao Gu understood clearly, "The one you want to see is the female cultivator named Song Yunyan who helped you before, right?" (End of Chapter)