Chapter 39: The Soul Remains Undispersed

Lu Dingbo and others gradually went away, and Lu Ya followed his father into the hut beside the spiritual field.

Perhaps because of the impact of the grain-eating rats on the spiritual field, there were as many as fifteen monks left.

At this moment, all fifteen monks returned to the house, gathered in a circle and slowly began to talk.

During the conversation, Lu Ya was undoubtedly one of the most central people.

"Nephew, why can't I do what you said?"

Lu Meng sat diagonally opposite Lu Ya, and at the same time he spoke, he released a golden sword energy with his hand.

The sword energy hit the ground under the feet of everyone, and a shallow pit the size of a bowl was blasted out.

Such power was the result of his best efforts to restrain, but it was still far from Lu Ya's sword energy.

As soon as Lu Meng said this, the rest of the tribesmen looked at Lu Ya, and their serious eyes showed that they were also curious about how Lu Ya did it.

Lu Ya put down the warm water in his hand, brewed it for a while, and then said: "Nothing else, just practice more."

This sentence almost choked everyone and rolled their eyes, but fortunately Lu Ya also knew that it was not appropriate to say so, so he continued to explain the specific use of the golden sword energy.

His sword energy has already reached the peak, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it has reached the peak, but as for the golden sword energy spell, except for the founder, Lu Ya feels that even if anyone comes, he can explain it.

After a cup of tea, Lu Ya slowly stopped.

Everyone bowed their heads and said nothing. After a long while, Lu Meng raised his head with an expression of benefiting a lot.

Lu Meng smiled and said excitedly: "Thank you, nephew, I will treat you to dinner later. I have gained something, so I won't disturb you. I will go to comprehend and verify it first."

As he said, Lu Meng got up and walked hurriedly to the next door.

At this moment, everyone looked at Lu Meng with envy. The three words "gained something" are not just said casually by the cultivator.

Every "gain" means progress in cultivation, magic or state of mind.

With Lu Meng in front, everyone discussed more enthusiastically in the following time.

When it was dinner time, only Lu Ya, Lu Yuan and Lu Tong were left out of the original fifteen people.

The rest of the people either gained something or needed to practice, anyway, all left the room.

It was not felt during the communication, but at this moment, a cold breath flowed in the room when the communication stopped.

Feeling the increasingly cold temperature, Lu Tong spoke first: "It seems a bit cold, let's call the rest of the people over, light a fire together, and have dinner by the way."

"That's what I meant."

Lu Yuan also nodded with a solemn expression, indicating his agreement.

Lu Ya naturally had no reason to object to what the two elders had already determined.

Just when he was about to stand up and call for someone, Lu Yuan beside him suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"Father" Lu Ya looked at Lu Yuan with some doubts.

Lu Yuan glared and interrupted Lu Ya's voice.

Lu Ya shut up immediately, and then looked at the surrounding walls carefully.

At some point, a thin layer of ice mist had appeared on the surrounding walls, and there seemed to be something running around in the ice mist.

The three of them silently took out their magic weapons, leaned back to back, and slowly walked in the room to test.

The existence in the ice mist disappeared instantly after the three approached, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing that there was no gain, Lu Ya and the other two slowly opened the door and began to walk out.

Lu Tong held up the defensive magic weapon and walked in front. When he stepped out of the house, a ball of fire and an ice spike appeared from his foot at the same time.

He quickly retracted his foot, and the moment he retracted his foot into the door, the flame and ice spike disappeared at the same time.

That scene seemed to dissipate in the mist out of thin air, and the mist seemed to restrict their movements.

Things are serious!

Lu Tong and Lu Yuan looked at each other, and both knew the situation they were facing at this time. The situation they were most worried about still happened.

At the same time, the sky gradually darkened, and the night was about to fall.

"Father, what is this?" Lu Ya asked with a serious expression.

Lu Yuan frowned, but still explained carefully: "Abnormal things are demons, and the soul is not dispersed. This is the one we talked about before. The abnormal movement of the grain-eating rat seems to have found the culprit."

"Ah!"

Just as the few people were talking, a shrill scream came from not far outside the door.

"Oops!"

Hearing the scream, the three of them were a little anxious. The three of them stayed together with the highest cultivation, and the rest of the people with lower cultivation were exposed to the fog.

Without caring about other things, Lu Ya rushed to the door first. Before he arrived, the exorcism had been launched one after another.

The air vibration caused by the exorcism not only did not work, but made the ice fog thicker.

The moment Lu Ya stepped out of the door, his eyes were blurred. In the haze, he saw a half-blurred image appear in front of him.

Before Lu Ya could see clearly, the half-blurred image disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, another shrill scream sounded in Lu Ya's ears.

"Father, what should we do?"

Lu Ya turned his head and asked his father standing behind him.

When he turned his head, what appeared was not his father's honest face, but empty mist.

"Father? Third Uncle?"

Lu Ya shouted loudly twice, but there was no response, as if he was isolated in another space.

Seeing no response, Lu Ya decisively summoned the Qingshan Shield to surround him, and the robe on his body began to absorb the scattered mana, and his hand tightly grasped the handle of the long sword.

Lu Ya took five steps back and found that he did not return to the room. There was still fog behind him. When he touched the fog, Lu Ya felt a cold breath that seemed to have life and drilled into his body.

"Either the fog affected my senses, or this strange evil spirit pulled me into the environment."

Fully armed Lu Ya analyzed carefully in his mind, but saw fist-sized black fog in the fog, like rats in a nest, running wildly in Lu Ya's field of vision.

Perhaps it was venting, the black fog gradually gathered not far from Lu Ya.

After a few minutes, a gray face appeared in front of Lu Ya. The gray face seemed to be pieced together from broken porcelain, giving people a strong sense of separation.

Lu Ya felt a little uncomfortable just looking at it.

He quickly narrowed his sight and focused his eyes on the lower part of the gray face.

The lower part of the gray face was the internal organs that were scattered like quicksand, so clear that Lu Ya could even see the classification of the internal organs.

As soon as the gray face appeared, a chaotic and sharp whispering sound resounded in Lu Ya's mind at the same time. He only felt a buzzing in his mind and a brief trance appeared.

When he woke up again, the gray face was already close at hand.

Lu Ya looked at the gray face in front of him, which was still blurry, and vaguely thought, "The owner of this face seems to be related to me."

After the gray face appeared, it just looked at Lu Ya quietly. Even if it had no eyes, Lu Ya could roughly see the resentment in its eyes.