klisemfg Chapter 105: Spirit Control
Chapter 105: Spirit Control
The female cultivator's eyes turned red, as if she was compromising, but her eyes were full of calculations as she was planning how to escape.
Bai Lan just looked at her closely, smiling without saying anything.
The female cultivator lowered her head, hiding the tears in her eyes, and slowly moved her hand to the storage bag at her waist. She squeezed it tightly as if reluctantly, and then took the opportunity to take out a talisman from it and wanted to detonate it.
Although she moved very quickly, Bai Lan still saw everything.
"Tsk."
She was able to be taken advantage of when the thief was stealing before, but now the thief was right under her nose, how could she fall into the trap?
A ray of fire shot out and burned the entire hand of the female cultivator, and the talisman in her hand turned into ashes.
"Ahhhhhhh hot hot hot."
The female cultivator jumped up, shaking her hands.
"That's enough, you're being too dramatic." Bai Lan shook his head helplessly: "From just now until now, you have used a lot of tricks as a thief. This kind of talisman is basically not available on the market. You must have really learned some tricks to do this business."
This talisman is not an offensive talisman, but a dust-attracting talisman.
It is not very aggressive but is extremely polluting and can cause dust to fly around in an instant, choking people.
It would be fine to bluff those low-level Qi-refining cultivators who are new to the field and haven't experienced many battles.
It's useless against a veteran like Bai Lan.
"Stealing someone's storage bag is immoral." Bai Lan grabbed the storage bag from the female cultivator's waist and said with a smile: "So as a cultivator, if you want to steal someone's storage bag, you must use the methods of a cultivator. The best way is to get money in a proper way."
Stealing is so immoral, killing the evil cultivators is the fastest way to make money.
The female cultivator was speechless, but her eyes were fixed on her storage bag. She had a sad expression, and it seemed as if she would fall apart in the next second.
He casually wiped off the restriction on the female cultivator's storage bag and scanned the inside with his spiritual sense.
There are about seven or eight thousand spirit stones, and the rest are quite a few scattered spiritual weapons and low-level skills.
It really was a thief’s storage bag, very much like those of the evil cultivators who often killed people and robbed treasures, with a lot of miscellaneous things in it.
The only difference is that she is not good at fighting, but good at stealing.
A normal monk's storage bag usually only contains one or two types of spiritual weapons.
For example, for a cultivator who is good at using swords, most of his storage bags are filled with sword-related spiritual weapons. It is normal to have more than a dozen swords of different styles so that they can be used in turn.
But if there are too many types of spiritual weapons and the quality is uneven, the person who comes here is either an evil cultivator or a thief, or someone like Bai Lan.
"Spirit Control Technique, so this is it... It's actually just a top-grade Xuan-level technique."
"Hmm? Soul Stealing Technique, this book of skills is quite interesting."
After rummaging through the female cultivator's storage bag for a while, Bai Lan found two very interesting volumes on magical powers.
The art of controlling spirits, this technique was indeed created by alchemy practitioners. It is a magical power that uses spiritual consciousness to control one's own spiritual power, allowing the cultivator to reach a state where his spiritual power follows his heart.
The Soul Stealing Technique is a technique that can absorb the spiritual power in the opponent's body and incorporate it into one's own Dantian. The prerequisite is that one must touch the opponent's body, and the absorption speed is quite slow.
Bai Lan, who had repeatedly replayed the game files to make elixirs, had recorded that among the hundreds of furnace explosions, most of them were caused by unstable control of spiritual power.
There was only the pill recipe in Xuan Shazi's pill recipe notebook, nothing else.
Xuan Shazi did not give her the fire-controlling technique, which is a required skill for alchemists, and the spirit-controlling technique, which is a required skill for alchemists.
Even the art of controlling fire was found by Bai Lan from the relics of the long-dead skeleton old man.
And now, he even learned this soul-controlling technique from a thief.
This opportunity, what we are looking for is a piecemeal one.
Therefore, it is a good habit to enter the secret realm to search for things and leave nothing behind. No one knows what use a page of the book that they left behind will be in the future.
This small object, whose depth he could not tell, might be the opportunity that Long Aotian and Bai Ling obtained by chance.
So just in case, not even the futon can be left for them.
Long Aotian’s storage bag must also be seized regularly.
Bai Lan searched the storage bag in his hand and handed it back. "You stole my things. You must pay me 7,000 spirit stones for mental damages and medical expenses. The rest will be returned to you."
The "stolen goods" in her storage bag were all ownerless belongings of the dead evil cultivators, and most likely had no connection to anything else. She knew their origins and knew how to sell them in moderation.
But the things in the storage bag of this "master thief" were all stolen, and the owners were definitely still alive and well. If I took the things in here, it would be difficult to sell them and I would easily get into trouble.
The dull eyes of the female cultivator just brightened up a little: "Really! Really? Thank you so much."
All her assets were in this storage bag. She thought she would lose everything, but she didn't expect that she could get back the remaining things!
But before the female cultivator could finish her words, she saw Bai Lan holding his spear horizontally, and the blood-red spear was against her throat.
The female cultivator's heart tightened, and she looked down at the sharp spear that was in close contact with her throat. The dark black and red lines on the spear seemed to be moving, flashing a faint blood-red light, which looked very creepy.
For a moment, she even felt that the spear was trembling as if it was trying to break free from the hand of the female cultivator opposite her, as if it had come alive and was ready to stab her and suck the blood from her body.
"Make a vow to your demons that you will never do anything to harm me from now on."
Bai Lan usually does not attack righteous cultivators unless the other party intends to kill her, then she will take action in self-defense.
Although the female cultivator in front of him likes to steal things, judging from her cultivation method and the sins she has committed, she cannot be considered an evil cultivator.
Just plain immoral.
The female cultivator was stunned for a long while, swallowed her saliva, and suddenly said: "Senior, you are such a good person."
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Bai Lan was speechless and choked with emotion, and could only remain silent.
"When senior drew out the spear just now, I thought you were going to kill me." The female monk let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her head.
The pressure that the blood-red spear gave her was even stronger than that of Bai Lan himself. For a moment just now, she really thought that the spear would pierce her throat directly.
But she didn't expect that Bai Lan didn't want to kill her.
Her back was already soaked with cold sweat, and she finished her inner demon oath neatly, as if she had been saved.
The female cultivator glanced at the blood-red spear that Bai Lan had retracted, and actually saw a hint of loss from the suddenly dimmed blood-red light.
The spear seemed... disappointed that it didn't suck its own blood?
The female cultivator swallowed her saliva and began to move, wanting to run away.
"Hey~ Wait a minute." Bai Lan smiled, patted the female cultivator on the shoulder, and walked out of the street with her like a good sister: "Tell me first, what's your name."
The female cultivator's eyes flashed: "Ayao, my name is Ayao."
It sounds like a fake name.
Bai Lan nodded: "I heard you say before that you have been in Jinyuan City for decades? Then you should be very familiar with the situation here."
"I understand. Of course I understand." A Yao nodded embarrassedly.
Ever since seeing Bai Lan's spiritual awareness during the Foundation Establishment Period, A Yao has regarded her as a cultivator during the Foundation Establishment Period, and his eyes have become full of respect.