I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 116 How Long Can You Last?
"Is it a problem with this guy himself, or a problem with the ghost?" Lu Zhen looked at Mu Banan thoughtfully.

The yin spirit used just now was the yin spirit he used to arrest the general, and it was indeed a little different from the yin spirit cultivated by the weeping man in the wooden banner.

The biggest difference is that the yin spirit cultivated by the weeping man with witchcraft is much weaker than that directly restrained by Lu Zhen's restraining spirit, and his body is much less yin.

The previous attempt on Shen Chong was very successful, which shows that there is no problem with witchcraft.

The difference between the two times is that the spirit bodies used are different.

If personal causes are ruled out, then this seems to be the most likely cause.

Wrapping the lower end of the wooden flag with a paper towel, Lu Zhen picked up the wooden flag and stroked the arms of the two people on the ground respectively. The sharp tip easily cut a hole in the hands of the two.

From the bleeding wound, two groups of pitch-black spirit bodies penetrated into the bodies of the two.

The eyes of the lean middle-aged man who had lost his vital signs opened again, revealing the dark eyeballs, and slowly got up from the ground.

"Is this a walking corpse?"

Lu Zhen looked at the man with stiff movements, and for the first time he became interested in the technique of expelling corpses.

In his perception, this person's innate qi has dissipated, and his seven souls have also dissipated. He should be a dead person. Although he can still move, this kind of witchcraft can't stop this person's body from decaying.

Liu Yanyan, who is proficient in exorcising corpses, still knows where to go. If she has a chance, she can go and see her...

The Ming Soul Art was activated, and the blue qi spread to the red-haired young man.

With Hongmao's changing face, Lu Zhen felt that his connection with the Yin spirit in Hongmao's body was gradually strengthened.

Under Lu Zhen's control, Hongmao's eyes suddenly opened, and inside were the eyes that were as dark as those of a capable middle-aged man, without whites.

Getting up from the ground, Hongmao moved his hands and feet stiffly, the movements were very awkward.

Then he bent his legs slightly and made a jumping motion.

After landing, he waved his hands, as if dancing a mechanical dance, and his movements were even more awkward than before.

"Interesting! Interesting!" The idiot couldn't stop laughing as he watched the red hair twist his body, "Are you dancing? I will too..."

"Have you finished your work?" Lu Zhen gave the idiot a sideways look.

"It's not done well, there are a lot of broken things." The idiot shrank his head and continued to play with his utensils.

Lu Zhen looked at Hongmao and the strong middle-aged man standing beside him, and understood a lot about the witchcraft from the mourning man's memory.

He can establish contact with ghosts through witchcraft. When giving orders, some very specific commands, such as moving a certain hand, can be well completed.

However, for some commands that are more vague and indirect, such as moving the body, Yin Ling will judge the command according to the little incomplete wisdom, and then complete the command, which will be different from the action Lu Zhen imagined. small gap.

This witchcraft actually has no small limitations.

In addition to the restraint of the detained spirit dispatcher, the control of others by using the spirit body will also be limited to a certain range, and some complicated orders cannot be completed.

In addition, the condition for Yin Ling to be able to control others is to shake the soul of the other party and make the other person's mind turbulent.

If the other party's mind is clear, then even if the Yin spirit has been made to enter the other person's body unknowingly, the purpose of controlling the other party cannot be achieved.

Finally, there is the issue of distance.

Lu Zhen tried it, once he was more than one kilometer away from the controlled Shen Chong, the connection between him and the Yin Ling would be greatly weakened, and eventually disappear completely, then the people controlled by the Yin Ling would always follow his orders go to activities.

However, after the combination of Yu Guling and General, many defects are no longer defects.

After stimulating the kidneys and making the kidney qi germinate, his arresting spirit can affect other people's mood changes, and it can make others' minds turbulent. It can be used as a prelude to witchcraft, and it is more secretive and effective than the mourning man's mourning powerful.

Of course, also more decent.

Lu Zhen couldn't imagine what it would be like to see howling wolves during a fight...

Up to now, he has only digested these things about this interesting witchcraft, and after combining it with the general of Ju Ling, there are more potentials waiting for him to discover.

"Clean up this place." Lu Zhen stroked his chin and looked at the red-haired and strong middle-aged man.

The lean, middle-aged man walked to the still bubbling stove, moved his hands on the red-burning stove, and moved the stove to the garbage dump in the corner.

The sound of "呲呵" kept ringing, and white smoke came out from the contact between his palm and the stove, and a strange smell of roasting came out.

The idiot's throat moved, and he couldn't help turning his head to look over again.

"If you can't repair those broken utensils, this is what will happen to you."

Lu Zhen's demonic voice rang in Handan's ear, which made Handan turn pale with fright, and turned his head to look at the pile of broken Jiulongzi in front of him.

Lu Zhen frowned slightly, looking at the capable middle-aged man, a thought moved in his heart.

The strong middle-aged man threw the stove away, like a machine controlled by people, and began to move the chaotic tables and chairs.

The red hair picked up the broom and began to sweep the floor.

Lu Zhen was a little surprised. These ghosts cultivated through witchcraft are more intelligent than he thought, and they seem to be much stronger than the spirits he restrained with the spirit restraint.

After sweeping the ground, the red hair swept to the foot of the idiot. After several times of sweeping, he couldn't do it. Suddenly he dropped the broom in his hand, picked up the idiot, and walked towards the garbage dump.

"Ah~" The idiot was raised by the red hair in a daze, and struggled at a loss.

Lu Zhen sighed, he really shouldn't overestimate the intelligence of those incomplete ghosts.

Under his idea, Hong Mao dropped the idiot who didn't know why, picked up Yuan Tao who was on the ground, and walked into a clean room inside together with the capable middle-aged man who was dragging Shen Chong and Gao Ning.

Lu Zhen walked behind the others and walked into the room.

"You...you...are you going to kill him?" the idiot said suddenly.

When the door was about to close, Lu Zhen looked at the idiot who was blinking his innocent eyes: "I won't kill him, the premise is that you must be obedient."

The idiot scratched his head, with a smirk on his face: "Oh, I'm very obedient!"

Shaking his head, closing the door, Lu Zhen walked to the side of Yuan Tao who was thrown on the ground.

Squatting down, pressing his right hand on Yuan Tao's chest.

Sensing Yuan Tao's subtle ups and downs of consciousness, Lu Zhen said softly: "You heard it too, he cares about you very much."

Yuan Tao's eyelids moved, but they didn't open after all.

"He is the heir cultivated by your painstaking efforts. Don't you want to see how far he can go in the art of refining?"

"I closed your five senses, let your consciousness fall into darkness, but let you perceive the outside world, torment your consciousness all the time, and make you feel helpless, hopeless, and fearful all the time. How long can it last?"

　It's confirmed, it will be on the shelves on May [-]st, that is, on Sunday, and it will definitely be updated on that day, and then let's build a communication group to exchange ideas about practicing Qi.

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