Chapter 1861 Loyal Servant

"What are you talking about? I will be your faithful servant!"

Qian Yuxin was shocked, and instantly realized that he had been tricked: "You are using my blood to refine my soul, get out, I will destroy you!"

After seeing the truth, Qian Yuxin was immediately furious. The bronze mother cauldron above his head, spurred by his profound energy, slammed towards Gongzu Lu with a "whoosh" sound. .

However, just as it hit the halfway point, the bronze mother tripod fell rapidly in the air and crashed to the ground, making a big hole in the ground.

"ah!"

What followed was Qian Yuxin's scream. He suddenly knelt down on his knees, smashing the huge bluestone under him to pieces. The muscles on his face quickly twisted, looking ferocious. Terrified, he screamed in agony.

Gongzu Lu held the bit of blood in his hand and looked at Qian Yuxin who was in pain: "Yes, I have no evidence to prove that you have killed the purple-eyed mutated beast, but you also have no evidence to prove that, Didn’t you kill the purple-eyed mutant ancient beast? I will never let go of anyone who has killed the purple-eyed mutant ancient beast.”

At this moment, the words that came out of Gongzu Lu's mouth were so cold that they seemed to have been frozen for thousands of years.

With so many yin and yang seals, he was about to be nurtured into a yin and yang soul, but in the end he failed. The hatred in his heart could not be washed away even if he poured out the river!

As Gong Zulu continued to refine Qian Yuxin's soul, first the muscles on Qian Yuxin's face were twisting and twitching, and soon, the muscles all over his body were moving, and his whole body was in constant motion. The twitching began.

"Roar!" "Roar!"

Qian Yuxin roared like a beast, his face was as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

A person's soul is directly refined. This kind of pain is completely conceivable. It is definitely more than ten times more painful than purgatory. It is absolutely impossible for cultivators below the fourth realm of the Imperial Dao to bear it and will be tortured. He had to die directly.

Gong Zulu had been standing quietly aside, looking coldly at Qian Yuxin who was in great pain. At this moment, he was ruthless. On his palm, the drop of Qian Yuxin's blood was always covered by the faint blue The awn is constantly being refined.

"Peng!"

Gong Zulu's whole body suddenly burned up, and his body was covered with faint blue flames. A sound of "sizzling" came from his body continuously.

This blue flame came from the depths of his soul. In other words, at this moment, his soul was burning. This was also the key moment for Gongzulu to refine his soul, and this blue flame , is a yin and yang technique recorded by Gong Zu, and its name is Soul Quenching Fire.

When he turned E Xue'er and others into puppets in the past, Gongzu Lu also used his soul-tempering fire to temper their souls.

After Qian Yuxin's soul was thoroughly tempered by Soul Tempering, he became a puppet in Gongzu Lu's hands. He would do whatever Gongzu Lu asked him to do and he could not disobey it.

"ah!"

In the roaring soul-quenching fire, Qian Yuxin suddenly screamed, and he suddenly rushed up from the ground, rushing forward like crazy.

"Wow!"

Qian Yuxin crashed into a towering tree hundreds of feet high, directly hitting the towering tree and breaking it in half. However, Qian Yuxin seemed not to feel any pain and still rushed forward like crazy. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Gong Zulu's sight.

Looking at the direction where Qian Yuxin disappeared, Gong Zulu remained unmoved and still stood there quietly, focusing on refining Qian Yuxin's soul.

About twenty minutes later, the blue flame on his palm suddenly shot up and then extinguished.

At this moment, Qian Yuxin's drop of blood had turned blue, as crystal clear as a pearl.

This drop of blood was obviously tempered by the soul-tempering fire recorded by Gongzu, and it turned into such a color.

Gong Zulu glanced at the drop of blue blood, then raised his neck and swallowed it directly into his belly. Obviously, from this moment on, Qian Yuxin will become his lifelong slave.

After swallowing the drop of Qian Yuxin's blood, Gong Zulu sat down cross-legged and meditated without saying a word, quietly adjusting his breath. His face was a little pale and he felt weak all over.

Refining a person's soul is not an easy task, it requires a lot of effort, especially for an imperial master like Qian Yuxin, whose soul is very powerful, so refining it is even more difficult.

Refining a person's soul is actually an extremely evil and cruel yin-yang art. Because of this, there are certain restrictions on this yin-yang art, that is, an onmyoji can refine other people's souls throughout his life. The number of times shall not exceed seven times.

Once this limit is exceeded, the Onmyoji himself will incur divine punishment and become a walking zombie for life, without the slightest feeling.

Moreover, the refining technique of Onmyoji cannot refine the souls of practitioners who are stronger than oneself, otherwise it will be backlashed and one's own soul will be severely damaged.

Therefore, when every Onmyoji wants to refine a person's soul, he must first estimate the opponent's strength. If he estimates that the opponent is weaker than himself, he will dare to take action.

So far, Gong Zulu has refined the souls of five people. In other words, he still has two places in his life to refine the souls of others.

About half an hour later, Gong Zulu's face finally turned rosy. He slowly opened his eyes, exhaled lightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "This Qian Yuxin, with his own cultivation Yes, he is about to break through the fifth realm of the Imperial Dao. The most important thing is that he possesses a Taoist magic weapon, a bronze mother cauldron. This Taoist magic weapon is very powerful and can easily capture me with the power of yin and yang. Tianshou, very good.”

In fact, the main reason why Gongzu Lu made Qian Yuxin his lifelong slave was because he took a fancy to the power of Qian Yuxin's bronze mother cauldron. If he did not have this Taoist magic weapon, Gongzu Lu would not be interested in him.

There are only seven places in his life, which are very precious. He doesn't want to waste them on worthless waste.

Standing up slowly from the ground, Gong Zulu stretched out his white and slender fingers like a woman, flicked the dust on his body, then made a hand seal and stood there quietly.

After a while, there was a crashing sound in front of him, and Qian Yuxin, who had seen him leave like crazy before, reappeared in his sight, rushing towards him at high speed, and in a few blinks, it was... He rushed to the front of Gongzu Lu.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Qian Yuxin knelt on the ground and said respectfully to Gong Zulu.

At this time, he has returned to normal. On the surface, he is no different from before. His demeanor, voice, and even his mind and thinking are the same as before. Others can't tell at all.

But Gong Zulu knew very well that this man's soul had been marked with his own mark, and he would be his forever and ever.

"Get up and talk. Although you are already my slave, I don't like this."

Gong Zulu waved his hand, his expression indifferent.