The old man Yintong smiled proudly, "There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with bright flowers and dark willows."
"kill!!!"
Suddenly, Wang Cheng, who was bound by iron chains transformed by his mind power, shouted loudly, and his voice was the same as real.
The old man Yintong was "bleeding from all seven orifices" after being shocked. In fact, his soul was injured by the shock, but it looked like he was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his body was shaking from mid-air to the water.
Without his control, the "iron chain" tied to Wang Cheng's soul quickly disappeared.
The old man Yintong forcibly stabilized the split soul, looked at Wang Cheng in horror, and said: "You actually know how to attack the soul?"
How can Wang Cheng know any spiritual attack? This is clearly the "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest" of Fuhu Fist.
He had no choice but to use this trick as his soul was sealed. Unexpectedly, it had a miraculous effect.
As everyone knows, Wuthering Mountain Forest is a sonic attack, which has the power to intimidate people's souls. Although Wang Cheng is only in the state of soul at the moment, the power has not disappeared.
Kill him while he's sick!
Wang Cheng's soul turned into a golden light. Old Yintong was already very close to him. As soon as he adjusted his posture, his round head was hit by a punch.
"Plop!"
The soul of the old man Yintong fell into the pond. Wang Cheng did not hesitate at all, and his soul also rushed in.
As soon as he entered the water, Wang Cheng felt that his soul was frozen. The coldness seemed to be specifically aimed at the human soul. If there was no telekinesis, the soul would definitely be broken in an instant.
He endured the discomfort, found the ghost of the old man Yintong, and pounced on him.
The separated soul of the old man Yin Tong had already suffered heavy injuries, and he had been hit by the "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest" attack just now. At this moment, he didn't have much telepathy left, so how could he dare to confront Wang Cheng head-on again.
He ran for his life, but unfortunately, he was in the water and could not move as freely as he could in the air.
Wang Cheng's soul was not used to it at first, but after all, he had experienced swimming training in the army, and his speed was not comparable to that of the old man Yin Tong, so he quickly caught up.
He grabbed the old Yintong's separated soul's arm and greeted him with an old fist without any boxing skills.
The old man Yintong was stunned by the blow, and his soul suddenly became unstable. After receiving a few punches, he started to fight back.
However, how could he, a pure cultivator, be Wang Cheng's opponent in boxing?
He was beaten so hard that he had no power to fight back!
In the end, there was nothing he could do, so he used his teeth and sharp fingers to bite Wang Cheng's soul.
Wang Cheng was in pain. He found that his fists were not as hard as the bite, so after a few punches, he held down the old man's soul and began to bite.
The two souls were entangled together, both looking like five or six-year-old children. They were biting and tearing each other, really like a fight between angry children.
After all, the separated soul of the old man Yintong is just a remnant soul, and it is too seriously injured, and it is restricted in the water, and cannot be released even with magic. How can he defeat Wang Cheng?
Within a moment, the old man Yintong's soul was torn into pieces, and part of the soul light actually entered Wang Cheng's soul.
Wang Cheng felt full, and the food seemed to taste pretty good, with a strange aroma that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.
As soon as this feeling appeared, he felt a chill in his heart. How could he have such disgusting and absurd thoughts?
Suddenly, a memory came to mind.
That was clearly the memory of Old Yintong's life, but it was incomplete, intermittent, and scattered. Only one paragraph was the clearest and most complete.
"Soul-Eating Technique!"
What Wang Cheng obtained was a mental method called the "Soul-Eating Technique". This mental method was also the supreme mental method that only the previous leaders of the Three Corpses Cult and their successors were qualified to pass on.
As for the "Soul-Eating Technique", it was also clearly mentioned in the memory of the old man Yintong that it was passed down by the ancestor Yin Ming, the founder of the Three Corpses Sect, and it was an evil art that devoured human souls.
Of course, the soul-devouring beads must be used in conjunction with this evil spell, otherwise the devoured soul cannot be used for one's own purposes, and instead one will become a madman.
In other words, the soul-eating bead is similar to a purification device that can convert a person's soul into telekinesis.
Originally, the "Soul-Eating Technique" was passed down to his successors by the leader of the Three Corpses Cult. It was naturally impossible for the old man Yintong to pass it on to Wang Cheng. Unexpectedly, Wang Cheng actually swallowed part of his soul light and obtained this by accident. Door heart method.
And after inheriting this mental technique, Wang Cheng is truly the master of the Soul-Eating Pearl!
With a thought in his mind, the next moment, the soul disappeared from the soul-devouring bead and returned to his mind.
Somewhere in a tomb.
Suddenly there was an extremely shrill roar, followed by another "bang" impact.
The lid of the jade coffin in the tomb was blown away by a huge force, and a person dressed as a five or six-year-old child crawled out of the coffin with blood at the corner of his mouth.
Who else could be there besides the old man Yintong?
"Ah! Bastard! Bastard! Trash!"
The old man Yintong looked up to the sky and roared, so angry that he almost pointed at the sky and cursed his mother.
Why?
Why do you do this to him?
The split soul was first severely injured by a spear intent, and finally recovered. Then it was almost knocked out by a sword intent. It seemed that it would recover again after a while, but this time it was completely knocked out.
Although it was just a split soul, it was also part of his soul. When the split soul was gone, his cultivation suddenly fell to the bottom. All the cultivation he had secretly recovered over the years was gone!
What's even more annoying is that he has no contact with the Soul-Eating Pearl, and the Soul-Eating Pearl has become someone else's property!
"Who? Who is it?"
The first thing that Old Man Yintong thought of was naturally Wang Cheng, but he thought it was unlikely.
After all, Wang Cheng's cultivation is too weak, and the possibility of destroying his soul is almost zero, let alone obtaining the "Soul-Eating Art" and becoming the master of the Soul-Eating Orb.
But no matter what, he can no longer stay here to recuperate, he must go back.
Dawn.
Wang Cheng wore a black gown, a black sword hanging from his waist, and walked into Ninghou Mansion wearing a silver official seal.
Martial Arts Pavilion.
When Wang Cheng arrived, several people were already there. He saw the white-robed silver spear Tangcheng and the flying crane god Needle Crane Wushuang.
He was a little surprised when he saw He Wushuang, because when he returned from Green Willow Villa, He Wushuang was not among them, and everyone thought he was dead.
A man thought dead is back!
Wang Cheng always felt strange, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he had to forget about it.
His "clairvoyant eye" basically scanned the books on the first to third floors, and he had a rough understanding of the contents recorded in them. There were very few books on Taoism.
He went straight to the fourth floor. He had always been curious about whether the fourth floor would be like in the TV series, where there would be sweeping monks and the like to guard the martial arts pavilion.
As soon as he reached the fourth floor, he bumped into someone.
Wearing a green robe, with a full head of white hair randomly tied up with a piece of cloth, there are many wrinkles on his face, and his back looks a bit hunched, he is the guardian Qinglong.
"A little unexpected?" Qinglong said with a smile.
Wang Cheng nodded. He was surprised that there were really strong people guarding the Martial Arts Pavilion here, but he was relieved when he thought about it. How could such an important place not be guarded by anyone?
Qinglong closed the book in his hand and said, "You are here just in time, and your reward has also arrived."
"You have made great achievements in this raid on Green Willow Villa. The Marquis has given you a special spiritual weapon!"
"Spiritual weapon?"
Wang Cheng's eyes suddenly shone, and when Qinglong nodded, he believed it was true.
"This raid on Green Willow Villa, if you hadn't gone deep into the enemy's territory in advance, there would have been a lot of money to be captured alive, and the consequences would have been disastrous!"
Qinglong was frightened when he thought of this. They all considered that Qian Shan was a martial arts master, but they did not expect that Qian Shan would have such strange objects as the Mirage Dragon Pearl in his hands.
"My lord, you commanded me well!" Wang Cheng said.
"You kid! If you don't know how to flatter someone, don't flatter him. It's too fake!" Qinglong smiled and shook his head.
Wang Cheng rubbed the back of his head habitually. Is it really that fake?
"The spiritual weapon is in the "Weapons Bureau" in the backyard. You have to choose this yourself. In addition to the spiritual weapon, there is also a thousand taels of gold."
Afraid of Wang Cheng's misunderstanding, Qinglong specifically explained that the spiritual weapon was a special gift and the thousand taels of gold was a reward for meritorious service.
The position of captain is already the highest position that young people like Wang Cheng can currently obtain. The next step up is the four guardian envoys, who do not yet have the strength and qualifications.
Therefore, in terms of their positions, captains like Wang Cheng had no title and could only be rewarded with some gold and silver treasures.
"Are you here looking for any skills? Do you want me to help you look for it?" Qinglong asked again.
Wang Cheng quickly declined. He didn't want to expose his telepathy, not to mention the collection of these classics on the fourth floor. He glanced at them and knew what they were about.
The space on the fourth floor is much smaller than that on the first, second, and third floors, and the number of books collected is naturally not as good as that on the first, second, and third floors, but there are still hundreds or thousands of them.
Wang Cheng's clairvoyant eyes scanned over, and many of them were top techniques left by some martial arts masters.
Others would probably be dazzled by these top-notch techniques, but to him they were not very attractive, so he quickly glanced at the general contents.
Just when his eyes moved to the next place, he suddenly paused, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
Guess why?
It turned out that all the exercises he had just glanced at appeared in his mind, like verses he had memorized hundreds or thousands of times, and they were engraved in his heart forever.
"Never forget!"
Wang Cheng was still thinking last night that after his mind cultivation reached the realm of controlling objects, according to the usual practice, the Soul-Eating Pearl should give him a new skill, but he waited most of the night and didn't wait.
It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't wait, but that he had come a long time ago, but he just didn't notice it.
Now that he had this ability, he had no reason not to use it, so he walked to a book of exercises and read them one by one.
It is said to be seeing, but in fact it is the same as computer scanning. The combination of clairvoyant eyes and photographic memory makes this superimposed skill a bit stronger than computer scanning.
Seeing this, Qinglong secretly shook his head. He was still young after all. After seeing so many top techniques in the world, how could any young man remain calm all the time?
Wasn't this the case when I was younger?
He has read almost all the exercises on the fourth floor. Do you want to tell that kid which exercises are suitable for him to learn?
Wang Cheng didn't know what Qinglong was thinking at this moment, and even if he knew, he couldn't care less. He came to the fourth floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion at the right time. He really found the technique for cultivating Taoism.
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