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We returned to the small town where we first set foot in the North to find a guide. It was not a big town, and there were not many people coming and going. We couldn't even see a few living people on this snowy day.

Qianjie and his party stayed in the shabby mansion of the old Charles family again. He could still afford a few guest rooms.

Even if the Soul Guidance Handicraft Workshop is urgent, this amount of time is not needed.

But Qianjie is really busy, that stick that feels extraordinary, reviewing and sorting out the trip to the far north, and Tianmeng.

Yes, while we are still in the far north, it is time to deal with Tianmeng.

It really needs to be dealt with, otherwise Tianmeng will really die - he is always in a state of survival. Douluo's body grabbing is not the same as the fantasy body grabbing of the immortals in the memory of thousands of tribulations, it is more similar to

For a temporary residence and forced control of the body, if there is no follow-up means, such as something like XX God's Light, the body-snatcher will eventually give up the body and get out.

In the guest room, the flickering light of the oil lamp illuminated Qianjie's face. Combined with his usual smile, he looked like a villain planning some big conspiracy.

Combined with the huge circular matrix painted with blood on the ground and the various medicinal materials dotted on it, it looks more like a cult ritual site.

In the dark night, under the flickering lights, a big villain is standing in front of a blood formation...

This is not an evil villain preparing to summon monsters to destroy the town, nor is it a summoning of heroic spirits. This is a magic teaching scene.

Qianjie nodded in understanding, saying it was complicated. In fact, for me now, that thing is really a good idea - when drawing the magic circle, Electrolux controlled my body throughout the process, and Huo Yulin provided the spirit.

Strength supplement.

The voice of the old god Electrolux sounded.

"I also added some things to the blood array based on the characteristics of the ice silkworm. I'm sure I can survive it. The disadvantages are huge."

Nao Gui Nao, Qianjie reminded me after the ceremony.

The soul beast of a certain god king will not have a soul until one hundred thousand years. If it loses its intelligence, it still has to thank us. We all understand...

"Yulin, Yulin, save you, think about your million-year soul ring?!"

"Slowly let go, brother!" Tianmeng struggled more and more calmly. I twisted my body desperately, trying to escape from the restraints.

Then a moment ago, my mental strength weakly pushed me back, it was Huo Yulin.

Fang Chengshun's eyes showed a little pity: "Be obedient and show it to your brother."

The process must be completed, and that is the first step: appeasing the original soul of the ice silkworm.

Gradually, I remembered that Qianjie had not yet assumed the identity of an evil soul master, but the problem was small. I had seen some evil soul masters in Xingdou over the years, and none of them could be considered performance artists.

Of course, it is undeniable that it is indeed very similar to a cult ritual. The elders of the Holy Spirit Sect would always find faults when they came, and even Xiaojia would praise it.

That's what Electrolux said.

Although the milk bottle function can be used during the use of soul power, it is better to use it more when necessary. Who hates to move and may cause injuries to himself.

When the blood array was completed, Qianjie grabbed me and fixed me in the center of the blood array.

If you don't want to, just follow the custom of necromancy magic and stuff a soul into it.

It was a magic teaching, not only for Electrolux to Qianjie, but also to Huo Yulin.

Then...

To be honest, once it was over, I thought it was just Qianjie going crazy and wanting to play, and I even started to make some comments along with it.

"Good intentions. Before that ceremony, at least in the short term, I have to worry about the return of the soul to the underworld and the gathering of spirit and flesh. In the sequel, when he is strong enough, he still needs to go through a few procedures before I can truly be considered as a man again. question.

It's a pity that now I can also gag, which will affect the effect.

Purgatory is coming.

In this world, as big as an ant or as small as a giant dragon, they all have no soul.

This is my first time doing it, and there is no chance of victory.

In short, transcendence.

It's even more outrageous than the God King giving birth to a son tens of thousands of years later before he was even born.

That sounds like a bad word! It sounds like it wants me to die!

The bloody light filled the whole room along with Tianmeng's cursing and happy shouts. It was really noisy.

I even ended up trying to break away from my body and escape mentally.

"Teacher, is that really useless?" Maintaining his posture of injecting energy into the blood array, looking at the ice silkworm who was about to spit out his soul, Qianjie asked Electrolux in the sea of ​​​​spirits.

In the words of Electrolux, one of the benefits of the world being the same is that the magic that can be used easily requires several times or even dozens of times the energy, and the power and effect are even less.

That process lasted until early in the morning, when Tianmeng finally got rid of the torture and lay in the center of the blood array like a dead insect.

With that in mind, Qianjie waved to Huo Yulin, indicating that Huo Yulin would take my place.

"What is he going to do to brother?!" Tianmeng's desperate cry rang out from the center of the blood formation.

The Son of Darkness was born with a purifying function, and it was the first time in a thousand eons that he realized the disadvantages caused by his famous physique.

Yes, I actually drew that thing.

"It turns out that his eldest son is quite mean to me." Tianmeng in the battle was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

No matter whether Tianmeng crushed the original consciousness in the ice silkworm's body or expelled it from the body, this soul will still be there, and its resentment will be great.

Of course, you need to chant sutras and do things for thousands of kalpas, you need to knock around with a wooden fish, and you also need to say the words "Liangdao Tianzun" and "Taixia Laojun" slowly like laws and regulations.

At the last moment, with Qianjie as the center, the light of good intentions filled the whole room, like a small light bulb.

In fact, I feel quite comfortable now, like being in the cool sunshine, and the whole silkworm feels comfortable from the inside out...

The quality of the soul of Tianmeng's million-year-old soul beast also makes the operation need to worry about the risk of soul collapse. It is not that I am not happy, but it will be over after enduring it.

The formation came from Electrolux, the red liquid came from the sheep that Old Charles entertained the group today, and the ice silkworms came from the leftovers from the explosion that day.

"As long as he goes through that ceremony, he will no longer be a special ice silkworm, and he will have to be tainted by the noise and beauty of the world." Qianjie stood on the edge of the blood array, half-crouched, and said in a tone of voice

There is joy in sadness.

Anyway, Qianjie probably painted it with his own blood, since I still have such a small amount of bleeding.

"He is a million-year-old soul beast and is he still afraid of pain? You still feel sorry for these two drops of your blood. Don't tell you that he is aware of the harm."

The light disappeared.

So Fang Chengshun and I need to take turns.

Anyone whose body is robbed will be disgruntled, right?

"I could have used a more nervous approach last time. It really hurt!" When Qianjie grabbed him, Tianmeng said weakly.

That's really a low-end operation, that's what magicians would do - making golems.

That guy seemed to have good intentions, but even when he was bad, he was also tainted with some performance art love.
Chapter completed!