"This Lei Ling's intelligence is so high, and it's at least two levels above. Do you really don't want it?" Bing Chen asked again uncertainly.
Qian Zheyue hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "You can take it yourself."
Bingchen was stunned and joked: "You are so generous."
Qian Zheyue looked at Bing Chen with a look of slight annoyance.
"Although I cultivate the thunder element, I am not suitable for this thunder spirit. It is incompatible with the thunder of its destiny." Qian Zheyue said.
Bing Chen sighed, touched his chin, and said, "That's okay. Based on our relationship, it doesn't matter who takes it."
Qian Zheyue glanced at Bing Chen with an unkind look.
Bingchen smiled coquettishly.
"Try to accept this thunder spirit as your destiny spirit." Qian Zheyue then said.
"What!" Bing Chen said in surprise: "The spirit of destiny!"
Qian Zheyue nodded and said: "I feel that this Thunder Spirit is a little special and has a lot of room for growth."
Bingchen pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."
But when he said this, Bing Chen showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, and said: "This thunder spirit is so intelligent, will it be willing to become my destiny spirit? If you are not careful, you may steal the chicken but lose the rice, and put yourself in trouble." Disabled."
Qian Zheyue glanced at Bingchen and said coldly: "Isn't there another Shinto pill?"
Bingchen: "..."
He originally wanted to use Qian Zheyue's tone to see if she had any better methods of refining the soul of his destiny, but she didn't take the trick at all.
Too lazy to talk nonsense with Bingchen, Qian Zheyue then concluded her ritual and meditated with her eyes closed on the Bingchen altar.
When Bing Chen saw this, he said a little disgustedly: "You don't plan to go out after coming in this time."
Qian Zheyue ignored him.
Seeing this, Bing Chen looked a little helpless. He pondered for a moment, and then with a thought, the soul power of his altar rolled out. After a while, a purple lotus platform was formed on his altar again.
Qian Zheyue opened her eyes and glanced at the lotus platform. She was not polite and stepped onto it in a flash.
"I can tell you that it is okay to cultivate here, but please don't peek around." Bing Chen said.
Qian Zheyue glanced at Bing Chen and then closed her eyes again.
In an isolated place.
As soon as Bing Chen opened his eyes, several eyes from around him immediately looked at him.
"Is it over?" Bingchen asked.
Several women nodded, and Xianyue said: "All the thunder spirits have been destroyed."
Bingchen struggled to sit up from Xianyue's arms, glanced at the people who were healing their injuries, and asked, "Is everything okay?"
Several women shook their heads slightly, and Ji Yueying said: "Yue'er and Saint Aunt have already treated us, and they will be fine in a few days."
Bingchen nodded, and then looked at Qian Zheyue, who was lying next to him.
"Zheyue is in her husband's world of consciousness?" Xianyue asked with a slightly raised corner of her mouth.
Bingchen nodded, with a look of helplessness on his face and said, "I'm stuck in there and can't come out."
Xianyue showed a somewhat meaningful smile.
"Okay, you can continue to heal your wounds here. I still have things to do. I will leave a trace of my spiritual thoughts behind. If you need anything, just call me." Bing Chen said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Bingchen made a hand, and the Kunyu Pearl Teleportation Black Hole appeared next to him.
"If something unexpected happens, just hide in the Kunyu Pearl." Bing Chen said again.
Without too much delay, after Bingchen gave some instructions, his mind was immersed in the world of consciousness again.
Beside the golden thunder spirit, Bing Chen sat cross-legged on the floating stone. With a thought, wisps of wish power overflowed from the floating stone and wrapped the golden thunder spirit inside.
"Duhua!" Bingchen shouted softly.
The golden thunder spirit's expression was stagnant, and after a while, it closed its eyes. The ferocity and anger in its expression gradually dissipated, replaced by a look of piety and peace.
Bingchen smiled slightly and said to himself: "This Fusheng Art has an unexpected effect on these innate spirits."
Regardless of whether it was the previous Fu Sheng Suppression or the current Fu Sheng Transformation, Bing Chen felt that he was much more skillful in using this Thunder Spirit than when he was dealing with the monks, and the effect he had was far beyond what he could do with the monks.
He had a feeling that it wouldn't take long for him to be able to completely subdue this thunder spirit with this technique of floating life.
However, to be on the safe side and to save time, Bing Chen made another secret, and while his soul power was running, a group of mysterious and mysterious artistic conceptions once again entangled the golden thunder spirit.
"Dream World!"
It was the first time that he used Mengshi on an innate spirit. Although Bing Chen didn't know how effective it would be, it was at least better than not using it at all.
"Next!"
After using the two magical powers, Bing Chen looked at the golden thunder spirit, and the excitement in his eyes became even stronger.
I saw Bing Chen making a seal again, and carefully squeezing the golden thunder spirit away with his willpower. After a while, a ray of true spirit slowly emerged from the head of the golden thunder spirit.
Bingchen was overjoyed!
Being able to force out the true spirit of the innate spirit so easily, although Bing Chen had expected it, it still made him a little surprised, and it made him feel the wonder of Fu Sheng Jue even more.
"Just let me refine your soul like this. Since you won't be in so much pain, I'll save myself a lot of trouble." Bing Chen said with a slight smile.
Without any further delay, Bing Chen immediately made another seal, and a ray of soul power slowly came out from his soul and moved closer to the true spirit of the golden thunder spirit.
The true spirit has appeared, and the golden thunder spirit has been suppressed and transformed by the power of wish, and has also fallen into the dream world. With such perfect timing, the difficulty of refining this golden thunder spirit is probably less than 30% of the usual level.
Yes!
Just when Bingchen's spiritual thoughts were close to the golden thunder spirit and there was still only a few inches left, a golden lightning arc suddenly appeared, killing Bingchen's soul power in an instant.
Bingchen groaned, his soul staggered, and his whole body hurt suddenly.
He quickly drew the soul power of the Shentai to repair the injury. After a few breaths, Bing Chen regained his breath.
Looking at the golden thunder spirit, Bing Chen was obviously surprised.
"My consciousness has been suppressed, but I can still defend myself instinctively!" Bing Chen said in surprise.
What was destroyed by the golden lightning arc just now was not Bing Chen's ordinary soul power, but a ray of original soul power of his soul, which was the foundation of his soul. If it had been anyone else, just that one moment, the origin of the soul might have been damaged, and ultimately the Dao foundation would have been damaged. The Dao foundation was damaged when refining the soul of destiny before the end of the month, which may be the reason.
Bingchen frowned, pondered for a long time, and then used more powerful will power to suppress the golden thunder spirit. After a while, after ensuring that there would be no more accidents, Bing Chen carefully approached the golden thunder spirit with his soul power again.
This time, until Bingchen's soul power was almost within a hair's breadth of the golden thunder spirit, there was no surprise, and Bingchen couldn't help but sigh in relief.
He didn't dare to be careless at all, but just as Bing Chen carefully touched the golden thunder spirit with his soul power, another lightning arc suddenly appeared, and once again dispersed Bing Chen's soul power in an instant.
With a scream, Bingchen stumbled and fell towards the sea of consciousness below.
"Grandma, you're stupid! This is really weird!" Bing Chen shook his head and flew out of the sea of consciousness, cursing.
Looking at the golden thunder spirit, Bing Chen was obviously a little angry.
He is the only one who has a special altar and a special world of consciousness. Otherwise, the other monks would have suffered neurasthenia and severe damage to their souls just now.
Suddenly, at this time, Qian Zheyue opened her eyes on the altar.
With a teleport, Qian Zheyue came to Bing Chen and asked, "Are you okay?"
Bingchen shook his head a few times and said, "It's okay."
Looking at the golden thunder spirit, Qian Zheyue frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid this thunder spirit has more than two reincarnations."
"What!" Bing Chen said in shock.
"Even if the consciousness is suppressed and falls into a deep sleep, the natal thunder can instinctively protect the true spirit. If I guessed correctly, this thunder spirit is now at level three or above." Qian Zheyue added.
Bing Chen opened his mouth with a look of surprise and uncontrollable excitement.
"I found a treasure!" Bing Chen said.
Qian Zheyue glanced at Bingchen.
"Is there any way Zhe Yue can help me suppress its natal thunder?" Bing Chen asked.
Qian Zheyue thought for a moment and said, "I'll give it a try."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Zheyue sat cross-legged in the void. While making the hand gestures, a wisp of purple thunder slowly condensed in front of him.
Seeing the purple thunder, Bing Chen could clearly feel that it was somewhat different from the purple thunder Qian Zheyue usually used.
Not long after, the purple thunder suddenly flew out and submerged into the golden thunder spirit.
In an instant, a faint purple light emitted from the golden thunder spirit's body. At the same time, visible to the naked eye, wisps of tiny purple lightning arcs spread within the golden thunder spirit's body. After a while, it almost covered its whole body.
"Hurry now!" Qian Zheyue said suddenly.
Bing Chen immediately made a secret, and quickly used his soul power to go straight towards the golden thunder spirit, and in the next moment he was submerged into its true spirit.
Bing Chen was overjoyed and did not delay. He changed his method and used the soul power as a guide to continuously penetrate the golden thunder spirit into the soul restrictions. After a while, Bing Chen finally stopped after he clearly felt that he had an inexplicable connection with the golden thunder spirit.
"This feeling!"
The long-lost feeling made Bing Chen feel a little familiar.
"Yao'er!"
The connection with the golden thunder spirit was somewhat similar to the feeling Hao Ran had after making a symbiotic blood contract with Yun Yao. However, it is not strong, and it still feels a bit vague.
"For the rest, you can slowly use your own soul power to nourish it." Qian Zheyue said suddenly.
Bingchen smiled, cupped his fists at Qian Zheyue and said, "Thank you!"
Qian Zheyue pursed her lips slightly.
Seeing the slight smile on the corner of Qian Zheyue's mouth, Bingchen was stunned and said subconsciously: "Zheyue, you look so beautiful when you smile."
Hearing this, Qian Zheyue's expression changed instantly, and she became cold and quiet again.
Bingchen chatted.
"Open your mind and I'll teach you something." Qian Zheyue said suddenly.
"What?" Bing Chen asked.
Seeing Qian Zheyue looking at him coldly, Bingchen didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and quickly followed suit.
The next moment, Qian Zheyue pointed at Bing Chen's eyebrows, and bits of information were quickly accepted by Bing Chen.
"Kung Fu!"
After a while, Qian Zheyue finally stopped with some exhaustion. In other words, after she suppressed the golden thunder spirit with the purple thunder, she looked a little tired.
"Exalted rank!" Bing Chen said in shock.
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