klisemfg Chapter 441 Meeting Lan Ning on the Road
Chapter 441 Meeting Lan Ning on the Road
"Of course there is a way. Although the Nascent Soul of a cultivator can escape at an incredibly fast speed, the Nascent Soul of a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul is only 30% of the strength of the original body. At the early stage of the Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul has not yet been cultivated to perfection. If it were a cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, not to mention using the Nascent Soul to escape, there would be many who would directly take the Nascent Soul into battle and risk their lives."
The sky is clear and the earth is turbid. The cultivator's body is turbid, while the Nascent Soul he cultivated is clear. The turbid ones are ordinary, while the clear ones have the hope of ascending to heaven.
The Nascent Soul is the embryo of Tao formed by a cultivator's condensed primordial spirit, essence, blood and spiritual power.
Only when a cultivator has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage can he be said to have truly touched the threshold of the rules of heaven and earth and be qualified to ascend to become an immortal.
Simply put, Nascent Soul is very strong.
The strength lies in that the Nascent Soul can practice on its own while practicing, which doubles the practice speed for cultivators.
During the battle, the Nascent Soul can be separated to fight together with the cultivators, doubling the combat power.
Precisely because of this, very few Nascent Soul cultivators would wait patiently until their lifespans are exhausted and they pass away. When their lifespans are exhausted and they cannot break through, they will try every possible means to prolong their lifespans. Even if their physical body is damaged, as long as the Nascent Soul is there, they can find a way to rebuild it.
The cultivators who have reached the stage of spiritual transformation are even more powerful, such as Master Fu. Even if their physical body is damaged and they have been dead for thousands of years, as long as their soul is still there, they can hopefully rebuild their physical body.
Even if you suddenly encounter danger and your spirit is over-consumed, you can just find a safe place to sleep for a few decades, and when you come back to life you will be a good soul again.
"...The bound soul is a cultivator with wood spiritual roots. If you want to capture his Nascent Soul alive when it escapes, you must prepare in advance with a gold-attributed magic weapon, only then will you have a chance to imprison his Nascent Soul." Elder Fu said slowly: "It's a pity, there is no regret medicine in the world, but if you encounter such a situation next time, you must prepare in advance."
It turned out to be the case.
That's easy. Bai Lan has nothing else on him, but he has a lot of strange and weird magic weapons of all kinds, which makes him a treasure trove.
Load the file.
Before returning to the time before a few breaths, Bai Lan took out the Golden Bell Cover, his old favorite, which had been sealed in the Void Stone for a long time.
This magic weapon has been with her since the Qi Refining Stage and has protected her from disasters many times. Now that she has encountered such a big event as capturing the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator, Bai Lan naturally still thinks of the Golden Bell Cover.
As golden light flashed in the formation in the distance, before the bound soul's body exploded, Bai Lan raised his hand and made a gesture to cover the sky with an enlarged version of the golden bell.
The timing must be right, and the Golden Bell Cover must be set up after the Soul-Bound body explodes, to prevent the Golden Bell Cover from being damaged by the self-detonation of the Nascent Soul cultivator's body, and at the same time, the Nascent Soul must be captured successfully.
When the bound soul saw that his way forward was blocked, he was greatly shocked. Just as he was about to try to break through the golden bell and continue to escape, the next moment several golden magic weapons came down on his head.
Well, he was still a little bit unconvinced just now, but now Fu Hun is completely sure that Bai Lan must be someone close to the founder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.
If not, how could she, a Jindan, be so generous? She bought magic weapons one by one as if they were free.
"......" Binding Soul took a deep breath and rolled his eyes: "This young friend......"
"Old Ancestor, this guy brought his own death upon himself. His physical body has been destroyed, but his Nascent Soul is still there... I remember Old Ancestor saying before that you recently found an ancient recipe for brewing wine, called Infant Spirit Wine, which needs to be brewed with the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator. You might as well try this thing." Bai Lan pretended to speak to Old Fu in the void.
"Hehehe, that makes sense. A cultivator's Nascent Soul is a tonic comparable to natural treasures. Bring this man's Nascent Soul back and let me make wine for it." Old Fu climbed up the pole.
The soul-binding man suddenly became anxious: "Wait a minute——"
Bai Lan said nothing, just walked slowly forward and began to seal the magic weapon.
"Ancestor of Ten Thousand Poisons! I am the master of the Soul-Binding Valley. From now on I am willing to submit to the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. If Ancestor can spare my life this time, I will hand over all the secrets of the Soul-Binding Valley to you!" The Soul-Binding Valley spoke urgently.
"Okay. If you hand over a bit of your soul, I can guarantee your immortality." Bai Lan nodded slightly.
The bound soul laughed: "Of course, of course...but how can I give such an important thing as the soul to a junior like you casually? I surrender to the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor, so naturally I have to meet him in person and offer the soul to him."
"This person is my confidant. If you hand over your soul to her, you still have a chance to survive. Otherwise..." Old Fu smacked his lips, "I really want to taste what the infant spirit wine tastes like."
As expected of a demonic cult from the Far West, their viciousness is no less than that of the demonic cultivators from Wuyun Continent. Are they so concerned about the Nascent Soul of cultivators?
"Ah, haha." Binding Soul laughed: "Yes, yes, I will obey the orders of the ancestor. I guess this young friend is either the confidant of the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor, or your junior. He has cultivated to the Jindan stage at such a young age. He is really a genius, hahaha."
Bai Lan was silent. This technique of delaying time was really poor.
The Soul Bind is reluctant to hand over his soul and is stalling for time. Could it be that he knows that the Demon Palace has a backup plan?
Who could it be? First of all, the Corpse Refining Ancestor was ruled out. Soul Binding and Corpse Refining were mortal enemies, so how could he expect Corpse Refining Ancestor to come and save him?
Just as Bai Lan was thinking, the voice of Fu Lao came to her mind: "It's over, girl. Another wave of demon army is coming. It's your old acquaintance, the young master of the Demon Palace, Lan Ning. Hurry up and pick up the old man's Nascent Soul and run, otherwise it will be too late!"
"Who?" Bai Lan's eyes lit up: "This kid only cares about food and not about punishment. Even at this time, he still hasn't left the Demon Palace with his mother. He still dares to hang around under the nose of He Gui?"
It makes sense if you think about it, after all, Bai Ling is still in the magic path.
The attraction of the girl of destiny to his harem is infinite. Lan Ning now has a Nascent Soul cultivator protecting him, and he has become more rampant. Although he dare not go to the Demon Palace blatantly to compete with the He Gui for Bai Ling, he has the courage to wander around the Demonic Path.
In such a situation, they all want to stay by Bai Ling's side and watch over the loved ones in the arms of other people. It is really touching. If they don't activate the heart-eating poison to collect the soul, it may be too late.
Glancing at the bound soul whose eyes were rolling around, Bai Lan let out a sneer and threw it and its magic weapon into the Void Stone, temporarily handing it over to Hong Xiao and the others to deal with.
As for Lan Ning...
"Master Fu, get ready. When I count to one, I will bring down my divine power and control them for a moment." Bai Lan put on the invisible spirit robe, concealed his aura, and then spoke in a deep voice.
"Huh? What are you going to do now?" Mr. Fu asked puzzledly.
"Don't ask, just do it." After Bai Lan finished speaking, he saved the file on the spot and began to observe the army of demon cultivators in the distance.
Lan Ning is easy to deal with, but the Nascent Soul guards around him are not. Killing a Bound Soul cost her hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, and the Bound Soul's storage bag has not been opened yet. With the benefits unknown, Bai Lan does not want to commit any more killings in the short term, lest her wallet be burdened.
Therefore, the quickest way is to directly pull Lan Ning into the Void Stone, then collect his soul and use him for your own purposes.
"Three, two, one."
As the voice fell, the pressure from the Jindan cultivator suddenly descended. The powerful pressure was so terrifying that the army of demon cultivators stopped in place for a moment. The pressure was so strong that even the Yuanying cultivator behind Lan Ning froze in his tracks for a moment.
But at the moment when the Nascent Soul cultivator was imprisoned, a man in black appeared from nowhere with a classic evil smile, grabbed Lan Ning's collar and kidnapped their young master right under his nose.
The man in black and Lan Ning disappeared in an instant, without even a trace of their breath left.
Since a teleportation array was set up in the Void Stone, Bai Lan no longer needs to leave from the place where she entered. After entering the teleportation array, the teleportation array will randomly teleport her within a radius of 100,000 miles.
So after taking Lan Ning and Binding Soul's Nascent Soul away, she could slip away this time.
"Who was the person who just took the young master away! Track him down! Investigate!" The Nascent Soul cultivator was shocked and angry.
A mere cultivator in the early Jindan stage took Lan Ning away right under his nose. If this were to get out, his old face would be laughed to death by the other demonic cultivators.
"Elder, I seem to recognize the man just now. He seems to be a man called Long Aotian." Someone in the crowd recognized Long Aotian's face.
The Nascent Soul cultivator narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Track down on this person. I want to see him alive. Don't hurt the young master on the way."
At this moment, Young Master Lan Ning, completely confused, experienced a dizzying experience and finally arrived at the Void Stone very quickly.
He vigilantly sent out his spiritual sense, and his heart faltered when he touched at least three people with cultivation above the Jindan stage around him. Looking back, he saw Bai Lan's calm face.
"It's you, the culprit who caused this young master and Ling'er to suffer so much!" Lan Ning turned around and saw Bai Lan, his anger rising rapidly.
Bai Lan had no intention of arguing with Lan Ning, so he took out the mother Gu directly. Under Lan Ning's puzzled gaze, he gathered the spiritual power in his palm and then gently squeezed it.
Then, a series of screams that were pleasurable to both the body and mind rang out one after another and reached Bai Lan's ears.
"You, you woman, what on earth did you do to me! Damn it..." Lan Ning fell to the ground holding his head, his whole body twitching. His sea of consciousness was surging, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to be imprisoned, running extremely slowly.