Chapter 696: Seven Star Island: Blood Light Soul Refining Technique

Chapter 696: Seven Star Island: Blood Light Soul Refining Technique

The grey-robed monk's face turned pale. Seeing Lin Xuan raised his hand, he screamed in horror: "Senior, show mercy. If you keep me, it will be of great benefit to you."

"Oh?" Lin Xuan listened, his expression moved, but he didn't concentrate. Anyway, the other party is also in his pocket, so you might as well listen to what he has to say.

The grey-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief, raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but began to organize his thoughts quickly in his mind.

"As I expected, the corpse demons entrenched here have been wiped out by the seniors."

"Yes, what is the origin of that corpse demon, what do you know?"

"This..." There was a trace of hesitation on the grey-robed cultivator's face, but it was quickly replaced by absolute determination: "To tell you the truth, this demon is the ancestor of my Ning family. Evil work, transforming myself into a corpse demon..."

This person revealed the information he knew to Lin Xuan one by one.

"You're smart." Lin Xuan put down his hand, he asked the question knowingly, and he intended to test it, if this person lied and deceived each other, then it would be the end of the dead body on the spot.

The grey-robed monk heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he made the right bet. Since his life is in the opponent's hands, don't take any chances.

Honestly, it might still be possible to survive.

"You said just now that it would be of great benefit to me to spare you?" Lin Xuan spoke lightly, and there was no trace of joy or anger in his voice.

"Yes." The man nodded, his face was full of flattery: "Senior killed the corpse demon, and also knew about his entanglement with my Ning family. It is not difficult to guess that it will be a fire..."

Seeing Lin Xuan's eyebrows raised, he quickly changed his words: "Of course, with the cultivation of seniors, he is naturally not afraid of the little Ning family, but it is really troublesome to get entangled with them!"

Lin Xuan listened, and fell silent. There is some truth in this statement.

The Ning family is the most famous ghost cultivator family in the Yinlingyuan. Although there are no old monsters in the Nascent Soul Stage, their strength is not to be underestimated.

The so-called big tree attracts the wind, Lin Xuan doesn't want to be targeted by any big force.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan glanced at the gray-robed monk in front of him: "Oh, what advice do you have?"

"I don't dare to say suggestions, but I have some immature ideas for seniors to consider." The gray-robed monk said cautiously: "I think you also know that the villain is a disciple of the Ning family, and he is an elder in the inner hall. In the family, there are also some forces. If the senior is willing to spare my life, I will be a slave and a servant for your encouragement. I dare not say anything else. It is still possible to conceal the news that the corpse demon has been exterminated. In this way, You can practice here with peace of mind, without fear of being disturbed by others."

"Are you really capable of covering this up?" Lin Xuan asked with flickering eyes.

"That's right, the corpse demon lives here in seclusion, originally to break through the bottleneck, and the villain's role in the family happened to be in contact with him, as long as he passed on the corpse demon's mouth, saying that he was on the verge of breaking through the bottleneck During the critical period, you can't be disturbed in any way, so that in a few years, senior won't have to worry about being clean." The gray-robed monk rolled his eyes and said flatteringly.

"Well, it's okay to say that." Lin Xuan nodded. Although the lie is simple, it should not be difficult to follow.

True to what someone said, although I am not afraid of the Ning family, there is no need to cause unnecessary troubles.

"It's okay to spare your life, but I must plant a restriction on you."

"Of course, I am willing to accept the Forbidden God Art, and I will serve you as my master for the rest of my life." Regarding this ending, the gray-robed monk was not surprised, and took the initiative to show his sincerity.

"Forbidden God Art, no..." Lin Xuan shook his head, with a trace of sarcasm on his face: "Although this kind of magic can let me control your life and death, it is not enough."

"Ah?" The grey-robed monk was dumbfounded, he was willing to hand over his soul to be imprisoned by the other party, but he was still not satisfied, and asked cautiously: "Then what is the plan of the senior?"

"It's nothing, the restriction I want to impose is the blood light soul refining technique." Lin Xuan said expressionlessly.

"This..." The grey-robed cultivator's expression turned extremely ugly. The blood-light refining soul technique is a magical magical power that makes people look pale.

It is said that once this kind of confinement is accepted, not only life and death will be in the hands of the caster, but also the cursed person, not to mention actions, will not even have the slightest thought of being disrespectful to the master in his heart.

Once there is even the slightest evil thought, it does not need to be stimulated by the caster, and it will be touched by the restraint itself, making people experience the pain of soul refining that cannot survive or die.

This kind of sorcery can be said to be extremely vicious.

Of course, on the other hand, it is also an excellent choice for controlling subordinates.

The gray-robed monk had only heard the rumors before, and never thought that one day he would experience it himself.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"No, the villain obeys the orders of the master." The gray-robed monk gritted his teeth and said cleverly. As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die. Prohibition makes no difference either.

"Okay." Lin Xuan nodded, and with a flick of his left hand, a jet-black magic mist gushed out. Seeing this, the grey-robed cultivator twitched his mouth, but remained motionless.

"That's right, smart people live long."

Lin Xuan's expression slowed down, revealing a look of admiration, then his lips parted slightly, and he spit out mysterious and obscure incantations, and the seals on his hands kept changing, the magic mist surged, and finally turned into a fist-sized grimace coming.

This ghost's blue face and long fangs make people feel numb all over.

Then Lin Xuan opened his mouth and spewed out a wisp of sword energy the size of an embroidery needle, and in a flash, he cut a shallow cut in his left hand.

A drop of bright red blood appeared in mid-air, and was swallowed by that grimace.

"disease!"

Lin Xuan pointed with a calm expression, a ray of blood flashed in the pupils of the grimace, and sank into the forehead of the gray-robed monk.

Pain appeared on his face, but soon, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, the restriction has been lifted. From now on, you belong to me. As long as you are loyal, I will not treat you badly."

"Yes, my subordinates will go through fire and water, and they will never dare to disobey their master." The gray-robed monk quickly expressed his loyalty.

"Well, after you go back, be careful. If I have a chance in the future, I will come to Ning's house to visit. At that time, it is not impossible to cooperate with the outside and make you the master." Lin Xuan said this to lure and benefit. Carrot plus stick is the best rule to control your subordinates.

Sure enough, the grey-robed monk heard this, and the frustration on his face was swept away. Now he is only an elder in the inner hall. If he has the opportunity to sit on the throne of Patriarch, the price he paid today would be worth it.