In the second half of the night, the city gradually fell into silence, with only sporadic firecrackers occasionally echoing in the night sky.
Xiang Shen glanced at Luo Hai and saw Luo Hai who was practicing in the backyard. He immediately withdrew his gaze, waved his sleeves to create a barrier, took out the Secret Realm Bead and placed it on the table.
When Wang Tuo saw her action, he immediately jumped up to the table and slapped the secret bead with his paw.
The next moment, the secret realm bead glowed with a hazy glow, and the portal opened.
The remnant soul of Skull Calamity immediately emerged from it and condensed into a long and slender body. It folded its wings on its back and clasped its fists, and respectfully called "Master".
Before Xiang Shen could say anything, Wang Tuo jumped in front of Guanhui.
"The old man once said that the ancient demon clan has died out, and only a few unconscious demons are left in the remains of the demon gods."
Wang Tuo had a strange look on his face, and his tone was completely devoid of awe: "I didn't expect that you, the first-generation demon god, would still be alive?"
At this point, Wang Tuo suddenly remembered the only statue of the demon god that could be associated with Xiang Shu, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.
This old thing has been hiding in the statue of the demon god?
A hundred years ago, in order for Xiang Shu to find the Yuan embryo as soon as possible in the ghost stream, he proposed to use the statue of the demon god as a guide.
For this reason, he even made a deal with the old man, and the price was to enter the Demon God Valley.
My family knows their own affairs, and the demons and gods are not good people. It can even be said that they are all cunning, cruel and ruthless people.
At that time, Xiang Shuke was far less powerful than he is now, and was eroded by the demonic true energy, which was when he was at his weakest. It's strange that this old guy can't think of anything wrong.
Now that Guan Hui is so obedient, he must have been dealt with badly by Xiang Shen.
However, when I think about the time when I was willing to endure hardships in the Valley of Demon Gods, what I got in exchange was not help, but an added danger to Xiang Shen...
Wang Tuo's eyes suddenly turned evil when he looked at Guan Hui.
Guan Hui was also extremely dissatisfied with Wang Tuo's attitude.
He is from the same clan as Wang Tuo, but he is a real senior of the demon clan. Wang Tuo should respectfully call him "ancestor".
But no matter how dissatisfied he was, he didn't dare to show it in front of Xiang Shu. He simply pretended that he didn't hear Wang Tuo's words and turned around to talk about business.
His illusory body swayed, and he held up a palm-sized pocket mountain seal, "Master, during this period of time, I have been studying this treasure day and night, and finally lived up to my trust and came up with a solution."
Xiang Shu held his cheek with one hand, his eyebrows were half-opened, and his tone was casual: "Tell me and listen."
"Master, please take a look."
The Calvary Soul touched the mountain seal. After a burst of brilliance, the emerald green mountain seal slowly became transparent. It can be seen that a group of consciousness within it was constantly colliding in the four directions, but it was still unable to break through the barrier.
"This is the spirit of Fang Cun Ji. If you want to refine Fang Cun Ji again, you must gain the recognition of this spirit again."
Gu Hui looked solemn: "But after observing for several days, I discovered that this spirit has long been controlled by the Pantheon in some way. After the death of the last master, this spirit's mind self-destructed and it has fallen into madness. There is no possibility of refining." .”
Xiang Shen narrowed his eyes as he listened, "Then what you mean is... destroy the old spirit first, and then create a new spirit?"
"Master is wise!"
Gu Hui lightly praised, "That's exactly what the old slave thinks. This spirit is extremely closely integrated with Fang Cunji and cannot be separated by ordinary means. Fortunately, the master has the blood ring. With the disinfecting power of the blood ring, it doesn't take many days to remove the old spirit." The spirit is wiped clean."
"Then you take your place and take over Fang Cun Ji, becoming a new spirit?"
Wang Tuo, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly sneered when he heard this, "The snake flew without legs. Although I don't know what your inheritance talent is, it must be related to space.
At this moment, you are in the state of a remnant soul, and it is difficult to activate your talents. But if you control the space magic weapon and have something to rely on, you will probably have to travel through the void and escape immediately, right? "
Guan Hui was suddenly exposed, and he was shocked and angry at the same time: "Junior Tiger Clan, what do you know? This old slave's loyalty to his master can be learned from heaven and earth, and he has never thought of escaping!"
"What can be learned from heaven and earth?"
Wang Tuo sneered, "Then why don't you give me the slave contract?"
"Nuqi!"
Guan Huo's eyes widened and he almost cursed. We are all monsters, have you ever deceived your ancestors like this?
"Brother, what kind of contract is a slave contract?"
Xiang Shuo interrupted at the right time and asked curiously: "How does it compare to the contract of heaven?"
"It's different."
Wang Tuo shook his head and said eloquently: "The demon clan values bloodline the most, and the contract is a bet on bloodline. If you violate the contract, you will violate the rules set by the demon ancestor, and your blood will be stripped from your body, and your soul will be destroyed!
The slave contract is even more severe. It puts the body, mind, and soul under the control of the master. The master can end the life and death of the slave with a single thought. If the slave dares to have the slightest intention of disobeying the master, it will also trigger the rules of the demon ancestor and the god's form. All destroyed! "
As Guan Hui listened, his soul became unstable, sometimes flickering and sometimes scattering.
The slave contract was the method used by the demon clan to restrain the demon slaves in ancient times. If you sign the slave contract, you must abandon distracting thoughts at all times, and you must not have even a trace of selfishness.
Any crooked thought will trigger the slave contract and cause instant death on the spot.
Such methods are too cruel even for the demon clan who have weak feelings towards the same clan. Therefore, it did not take long for the demon clan in ancient times to be completely abolished, but now it was brought up by Wang Tuo.
Gu Hui's expression changed, revealing a hint of determination.
He decided to follow Xiang Shu all the way to the dark side, but if he was really going to be tortured by such a harsh contract, he might as well just die.
Xiang Shen glanced at Guan Huo thoughtfully, pondered for a moment, and said, "Besides, is there any other binding contract?"
As soon as these words came out, Guanhuo suddenly raised his head, and his eyes glowed.
Wang Tuo was stunned, frowned and said: "The demon god has lived for too long, the city is very deep, and his mind is treacherous. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to only restrain him by ordinary means."
"It doesn't matter."
Xiang Shen smiled faintly and said, "Brother, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
Wang Tuo couldn't resist Xiang Shen, so he had to say again, "That's all, there is another contract that is subordinate. The contract power is similar, but it lacks the mental restraint."
As he said this, Wang Tuo suddenly turned to look at Gou Hui, and was about to speak when he saw Gou Hui eagerly spreading his wings, and a contract sigil emerged from between his wings and floated to Xiang Shu.
"What a bond..."
Wang Tuo was secretly surprised. He thought he would threaten him a few more times, but he didn't expect this old guy to be so straightforward.
Xiang Shen stretched out her hand to grab the talisman, and pressed her palm between her eyebrows. When the talisman merged into the sea of consciousness, she immediately felt a sense of control over the calamity.
After signing the affiliation contract, Guanhui's attitude towards Xiang Shen became more respectful, and his words seemed to be more frank, and he took the initiative to mention his talent.
"Master, this old slave is a Soaring Snake, and his talent is indeed top-notch in traveling through the void. This is very suitable for Fang Cunji.
But the master knows clearly that the old slave has never thought of escaping. If the old slave controls Fang Cun Ji on behalf of the master, Fang Cun Ji will be able to exert greater power. It is not impossible to extend the space out of the sea of mist. ah! "
When Xiang Shu heard this, his eyes moved and he smiled softly: "You are very perceptive and can guess my thoughts."
Guanhuo smiled sarcastically, "Old slave, these 90,000 years can't be in vain, don't you think so?"
"Okay, you go back first."
Xiang Shu threw Fang Cunji into the blood ring and said quietly: "I will call you when Fang Cunji's spirit is completely gone."
"Old slave, I obey!"
Gu Hui bowed respectfully, and then immediately turned into a ray of divine light, threw it into the secret realm bead and disappeared.
Once the disaster was over, Wang Tuo finally didn't have to endure it anymore and asked directly: "Sister Chuan, what are you thinking? This old guy is definitely dishonest. There is no need for you to be soft-hearted."
"Softhearted?"
Xiang Shen laughed dumbly: "When did you see that I have softened my heart? I have always known that he is dishonest, and I have never regarded him as one of my own.
But everything is too much and too much is not enough. A method like slave contract, which requires control over the mind, is too cruel and can easily arouse its rebellious psychology. It is better to take a step back and win people's hearts.
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, I don’t need Calvary to be completely loyal, the reason why I keep it by my side is just because it is useful. "
When Wang Tuo heard this, he suddenly understood and his eyebrows stretched.
But he was worrying too much. Z.br>
Also, Xiang Shu can maintain absolute sanity even in the face of desperate situations, let alone now?
It's just a demon god with a residual soul, but he can turn it over in her hands.
Three days later, the spirits in Fang Cunji had been wiped away by the operation of the blood ring.
Xiang Shu took out Fang Cunji and threw it directly to Guan Hui.
Fang Cunji is already an inanimate treasure, but if Guanhui wants to completely integrate it, it cannot be done in an instant, it will take at least ten days and a half.
As a result, Xiang Shu once again fell into a situation with nothing to do and could only continue to study Wang Tuo's Shinto book.
Wang Tuo changed his usual lazy look and ran to the backyard to jump up and down in front of the wine tank.
That night, a sweet smell of wine escaped from the wine vat.
Luo Hai's plum spirit wine was finally brewed.
"Senior Tiger, the wine is brewed."
Luo Hai scooped up a spoonful of spiritual wine, and his face showed a completely different joy and complexity than usual.
Since he left home as a young man, he has not touched anything for making wine for twenty-eight years. Now that he has regained his old skills and brewed a jar of good wine, he has so many mixed feelings in his heart that he cannot tell others about it.
"Tora-senpai?"
Luo Hai came back to his senses and shouted twice. Hearing that there was no movement behind him, he turned around in confusion.
In the past two days, Senior Hu often came to ask him about the progress of his brewing, and he was obviously very anxious.
When he looked back, he saw Wang Tuo just a foot behind him. He was so frightened that his hands shook and his drink poured onto the ground.
The aroma of wine spreads... and becomes more familiar.
Wang Tuo's eyes were deep and he silently watched the wine seep into the cracks of the bricks little by little.
The suppressed breath gradually came out from his body. Luo Hai suddenly felt suffocated and was horrified. He hurriedly hid aside, not daring to make any noise.
"This wine..."
There was a trace of resistance in Wang Tuo's eyes, but his claws refused to obey him. He tremblingly dipped some wine into his mouth and put it in his mouth.
The next moment, there was a "boom" in Wang Tuo's mind, and countless crazy memories in his heart were evoked and came up together.
He remembered.
That day, he drank a lot of this wine and ate... a lot of people.
