"Put it on." Saint Yuan Ancestor threw a black robe to Mu Cang, "Try not to expose your body. The place we are going to is dangerous."
After Mu Cang fastened his black robe, the Saint Yuan Ancestor extended his arm, "Take me, let your mind go, don't think about anything."
Mu Cang followed the instructions one by one without asking any questions. After all, he had nothing that could catch the eyes of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, and he was afraid that he would not be bought.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor likes such straightforward people who don't ask questions here and there. If they don't have that ability, they can't do anything even if they ask questions.
The destination he wanted to go to was too far away. Even if Mu Cang thought about it, he wouldn't be able to reach it with his spiritual power. It would be better to take him there directly. It would be simple.
After walking through darkness, a few spots of light came on, but it was still dark. He felt a gust of wind. His black robe was lifted up and the back of his hand was exposed. Mu Cang felt as if he had been scratched by something.
There was blood dripping down the back of his hand, causing a commotion. Mu Cang felt as if he was being stared at by thousands of pairs of eyes, and it was horrifyingly cold.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor glanced around, and the noise was suppressed.
Mu Cang raised his head. The crescent moon in the sky was glowing red, and many wandering souls could be clearly seen on the dark night screen.
"Is this what?" Mu Cang asked his first doubt of the night.
"The Demon Realm."
"Devil City?" Mu Cang had heard An Jue Lao say that every time An Jue Lao jumped out of anger, he would throw himself into the Demon City.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor shook his head and looked at the wandering souls who had had enough temptations. They rushed towards him and others in groups. He snapped his fingers and erected a spiritual wall to isolate them.
But the sound of the wandering spirit biting still made Mu Cang's heart tremble involuntarily.
"The Demon Realm is very big. After the Demon King was killed, the places where his blood flowed were collectively called the Demon Realm. Most of the places soaked by the Demon King's blood were lifeless. No one dared to come close, so they had no names. Demon City is the safest place among them."
"Then this is the most dangerous place?" Mu Cang looked at the wandering souls outside the spiritual wall with teeth and claws. An Jue Lao said that the wandering souls in Demon City will not actively attack people. They will only linger and will not stay long. The person with eyes will hit him.
"Ha." The Saint Yuan Ancestor chuckled, "It's not the most dangerous place to be here, but during my travels, I accidentally entered this place and found that there were many evil spirits here, and they didn't leave even in the morning, so I took one by the way. The name is inseparable."
"Do you want to practice here?"
"Try it first. Wipe the blood off the back of your hands." The Saint Yuan Ancestor looked at more and more wandering souls. He still wanted Mu Cang to retreat when he saw the difficulties.
He became interested because of Mu Cang's ups and downs of immortality, but after careful observation, he didn't have any surprising talent.
But no matter the talent, nothing can happen to the person in his hands. Whether the talent is important or not, the Saint Yuan Ancestor still prefers that man can conquer nature.
But summoning souls is not a simple technique, and it is not something that can be achieved by just trying to learn it, but if he perseveres, he might be able to give it a try.
Mu Cang silently wiped the back of his hands. He probably knew what the Saint Yuan Ancestor was going to do, but he had learned how to summon souls, and no one could stop him.
In this regard, the Holy Yuan Ancestor is much more virtuous than An Jue Lao. An Jue Lao wants to test you and wants people to retreat when they are faced with difficulties. He just throws people in directly and doesn't remind you to be prepared.
Under the training of An Jue Lao, Mu Cang was actually always vigilant. The injury on his hand was not deep. He wiped off the layer of blood on it and pressed it for a while, so that the blood no longer soaked out.
He tore off the strip of cloth and wrapped his hands tightly to prevent his challenge from becoming more difficult later.
"Are you ready?" Saint Yuan Ancestor asked, "I will count to three and I will remove the spiritual energy. Under their attack, persist for ten breaths without losing your original intention. If you can still be firm in yourself, you will have one or two points in learning to summon souls." possibility."
Mu Cang nodded and stood ready.
When the Holy Ancestor withdrew his spiritual power, the evil spirits surrounded Mu Cang like crazy and attacked wantonly.
No wandering soul dared to approach the Saint Yuan Ancestor. The Saint Yuan Ancestor was watching from the sidelines with his hands behind his back. He was only ten breaths away and should not make people stupid.
Ten breaths is very fast, for a bystander like Saint Yuan Ancestor.
Ten breaths is very slow, for a person like Mu Cang who is surrounded by evil spirits.
His body was torn apart wantonly, but the pain was nothing compared to the chaos in his mind. Those wandering souls crawled into his head and then came out of his head, leaving behind their unwilling resentment.
Mu Cang thought that maybe he was also a wandering soul and almost collapsed.
Mu Cang didn't like this feeling of being forced to resist. He was not someone who would just sit back and wait for death. He had used all he had learned in his life, just to get some relief. He wanted to learn how to summon souls in order to protect Shui Miaomiao.
When the skill reached the level of attracting demons, Mu Cang felt that the attacks from the evil spirits around him seemed to have slowed down. Was he already in pain and numb?
wrong!
The Holy Ancestor squinted his eyes and couldn't help but touch his beard. The evil spirit was quiet! Is it an illusion?
Although he was old, his eyesight was not dim, and the evil spirit was quiet for a second and a half before causing trouble again.
He raised his hand to drive away all the wandering spirits around Mu Cang.
Mu Cang held his head in his hands, and his body was covered in blood and wounds. He raised his head faintly and looked at the Saint Yuan Ancestor, "There is still one and a half breaths to go until ten breaths."
"No need." Before Saint Yuan Ancestor could finish his words, he looked at Mu Cang meaningfully. You obviously had a way to calm the wandering soul, but after using it, you withdrew in a panic.
Mu Cang didn't dodge, and let Ancestor Shengyuan see it openly. He was not afraid of unclear explanations. If there was a problem, it was also the Tuo family's problem.
He just subconsciously thought that it would be better not to cause trouble, so he abruptly stopped leading the demon.
The magic weapon was taught to him by Tuo Yanjun because he wanted to save Shui Miaomiao who was invaded by demonic energy. Mu Cang had no intention of practicing it, and every time he practiced it, life would be worse than death.
Yinmozai is not a thing that people practice, and I don’t know how the Tuo family created it.
But Mu Cang couldn't stand it. He had a master who was full of bad taste and forced him to practice.
"I will teach you how to summon souls." The Saint Yuan Ancestor withdrew his gaze and said that he must have seen the right person, and that he still had a little secret.
However, the Saint Yuan Ancestor did not have the habit of asking for details.
"The main thing in summoning souls is to protect your own soul first. The Demon Realm is a very good place for practical combat. During the day, you live in the Demon Realm City and learn to find the souls wandering in the Demon Realm City."
"During the day? Don't wandering spirits only come out at night?" Mu Cang raised doubts. This was what An Jue Lao told him. Demonic City is very ordinary during the day, but the problem is that you don't know when it will get dark.
"Just because they don't appear doesn't mean they're not there. You need to find them and tell me how many wandering souls pass by your door every day."
"At night, come here and practice protecting your soul. Because you want to train your soul to be strong, so don't use the moves just now. You won't feel uncomfortable when they are quiet, but it will not hurt if you practice summoning. The soul does no good.”
Mu Cang listened silently and did not respond. The Saint Yuan Ancestor was not annoyed and continued.
"I won't come every day. After all, according to your current ability, if you stay in Soul Qi for one night, you will have to lie in bed for at least eight or nine days. If I don't come, don't leave your residence without permission. Demon City is not a What a safe place.”
