Following the dissipating breath of luck in Coffin's hand, he came to a remote small house in Baihe City.
With Hu Luo's luck, Jiang Bei can temporarily cover his own luck, so even if he is not with Lin Fan and the others, he still has about half an hour of free time.
Looking at Hu Luoqing who was practicing hard and planning to rebel in the future, Jiang Bei smiled and had to admit that it was quite good to have such a good-looking Qi Luck 'power bank' by his side.
"Are you sure it's here? Why can't I sense the presence of anyone in this house?" Looking at the small house in front of him, Jiang Bei was a little confused. There was obviously no one here.
"Down below, this guy has set up a lot of formations."
Coffin stretched out his hand and pointed at their feet, his beautiful eyes looking at their feet with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
under?
Have a lot of formations set up?
The paper ones are still used... Damn it, you're not really that old, are you?
Jiang Bei stood up from the Yin Yang Life and Death Coffin, and with a thought, he slowly sank into the ground with the coffin and Hu Luoqing, leaving no trace.
After descending for a long time, Jiang Bei looked at the dark soil around him and frowned slightly: "We haven't arrived yet. We are almost thirty meters underground. Isn't this guy hiding in the center of the earth?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly penetrated under his feet.
Jiang Bei felt happy and accelerated his sinking speed.
After walking a distance of about three meters, Jiangbei appeared in a space about the size of a basketball court.
There is a figure sitting in the center of the space, hiding his body in a black robe.
He sat cross-legged and meditated. His body was surrounded by densely packed formation disks. Upon careful counting, there were as many as eighteen. The formation disks spread out a series of strange lines, wrapping up the entire space.
Even when Jiang Bei looked at the dense array, his scalp felt a little numb.
Is this necessary? This is more than fifty meters underground, and there are so many formations placed around the body. This is too scary.
This figure was holding a pen filled with aura, dipping it in some red liquid, and slowly sketching the strange runes on the yellow paper figure in his hand.
There was already a stack of paper figures that he had made in front of him.
"Your guess is correct. This man is really a child of luck. He has more luck than Lin Fan and Xiao Tian." Coffin narrowed his beautiful eyes and said slowly: "But the evil spirit on his body, It’s definitely much less than those two guys.”
"Good guy, this trip was well worth it. I really met a top-notch guy."
Jiang Bei heard the words and moved forward, wanting to see the man's face clearly, but he saw that the other person's face was covered with black mist, completely covering his own face.
Seeing this, Jiang Bei suddenly felt a toothache: "Are you so cautious? You even cover your face in this place. Can you see clearly with this black mist covering your face?"
Just when Jiang Bei came close to his face, intending to find an angle to take a look at Duofang's true appearance, the coffin on the side said: "Don't look, this body is not this guy's true body."
"Huh? Isn't this this guy's true form?"
Jiang Bei turned his head stiffly and looked at Coffin with a look like, 'Are you kidding me?'
Coffin nodded and pointed to the opponent's waist: "Idiot, look at his waist and see the little jade man. That's what this guy conjured up. The one outside is just a puppet."
"He relies on controlling the bead on the chest of the puppet, and then the bead controls the puppet, and then the puppet controls the paper figures. In this way, even if the paper figures are discovered, there will not be any backlash on the body... ..."
"I guess...is this too much of a stubbornness? It's even more stubborn than those in the novel."
Seeing the little jade figure on the opponent's waist, Jiang Bei felt that his outlook on life was shattered.
You don’t know this by looking at it, but you’ll be shocked when you see it.
Sure enough, the protagonist Gou Daoliu in the novel is still a bit conservative. Looking at him, he almost has "no one is more stubborn than me" written on his face.
The most people can do is control the puppet with their own body. This guy also has several procedures in between, for fear that the other party will find him.
"What kind of cultivation does this guy Coffin have? He can actually control so many formations at the same time."
Seeing that he could not see through the opponent's cultivation, Jiang Bei turned his gaze to the side and looked at the coffin of the opponent's paper painter.
"At the peak of the Earth Profound Realm, it is possible to break through to the Sky Profound Realm at any time... I can't tell the physique for the time being, but the opponent should be about the same age as you. At this rate, he is at least the Holy Physique."
Coffin whispered, staring at the paper man next to him, obviously very interested in this guy's paper man.
"His paper figures are a bit special. They actually have the power of souls. They obviously tore their own souls out and stuffed them inside." Coffin waved his little hand and grabbed a very light and very large soul from a paper figure. Power, with a look of surprise on his face: "These souls were just torn apart, so many souls were torn apart at once, and he still followed him as if nothing happened."
"His physique may be related to his soul."
The soul monk is the most miraculous existence. Almost all the treasures and doubts in the spiritual world are inseparable from the participation of the soul.
At the same time, the soul is also extremely fragile. If the soul is damaged, the impact on the monk will undoubtedly be huge. It can range from being paralyzed in bed for several months to being completely wiped out.
This guy tears his soul apart just like playing. Obviously, the tearing of his soul has minimal impact on him.
"Tear apart souls? Damn, he has almost over a hundred paper figures, right? Is he so cruel?" Jiang Bei looked at the stack of paper figures in front of him and couldn't help but take a breath.
You must know that the pain felt by the trauma of the soul will be ten times more than that of the physical body.
Compared with this guy, Lin Fan's body was bruised and bloody when he was refining his body. It was just a small scene.
This Gou Daoliu's son of luck is simply a 'wolf destroyer' who is even better than a ruthless person.
"Coffin, give this guy a mark. The chance of catching such a top guy is even smaller than the chance of winning the lottery in my previous life. If I miss this opportunity, I may never meet him again in the future."
Jiang Bei pointed at the son of Gou Daoliu's luck in front of him and said softly.
This kind of top-notch old silver coin has always been known for its stability and care. They will not sell it easily without a probability of success of more than 300%.
Besides, his colleagues are extremely jealous of his peers, and he is the only one in this ancient world.
This guy is more wretched than him, more cautious than him, and knows how to secretly develop better than him. With such a top-notch sixth man around, even he is a little flustered.
Therefore, it is the wisest way to directly put a Soul Chasing Seal on him so that he can't hide in front of you.
Coffin nodded and quickly placed a soul-chasing seal on the son of Gou Daoliu.
This guy is too cautious, and he is so powerful that he is a child of luck. He may even threaten Dao Jiangbei's life in the future.
Rather than letting it float outside, it is better to keep it under guard as a precaution against it.
