A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 734: The Art of Conferring Gods

Lu Luan pondered and came up with a bold inference in his mind. Shangguan Linglong had told him before that there were three major races in the starry sky: the demon race known for their strong physique, the spirit race that absorbed spiritual energy to practice, and the god race that fed on the spiritual power of all living beings.

The human race is the primate among the spirit race, the leader of all spirits. The top human race uses martial arts to gain a foothold in the starry sky, imitates the monsters to refine their essence and strengthen their bodies, plants spiritual roots to imitate the spirit race in refining qi, refers to the gods in refining their spirits, and then opens up the way to immortality on the basis of martial arts, cultivating essence, qi, and spirit.

This spiritual power is purer than that of humans. Although similar, it is completely different from ice and water. He guessed that it should be something from the gods.

Thinking of this, Lu Luan's expression became even more solemn, because no matter whether it was the gods, spirits, or demons, they were all trying their best to suppress the human race. They would not allow the immortal path of fellow practitioners to prosper.

"My soul power is not enough now. It needs to be stronger." Lu Luan felt the soul in his purple palace.

No matter whether it is Linglong's opportunity or a disaster, if it is something from the gods, it cannot be allowed to stay in Lin Qingxue's purple mansion.

But if you want to take that thing out, your soul needs to be stronger.

"Strange uncle."

Perhaps the thing in the purple mansion just now frightened the little girl, Lin Qingxue turned over in the quilt, yelling.

Lu Luan stood in front of her with a gloomy expression.

He knew that Linglong's memory could no longer be awakened, and he didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Or maybe this was all a scam from the beginning, and Linglong's memory could not be restored at all.

At least, it can't be recovered for the time being.

At this point, he also doubted in his heart whether the woman really had a way to awaken the memory of her past life? After all, she was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul when she was alive. Even those great immortal sects might not have such a method to awaken the memory of her past life.

So far, he has not heard of any sect leader who could use any method to recover his memory after reincarnation. It's just that there are too many people who have reincarnated in this world, and basically they will choose this path after death. So there are also various rumors about people awakening their memories of their past lives, but they also awakened by chance.

"Why did the golem choose Linglong? We can't let it stay in there." Looking at Lin Qingxue, Lu Luan became confused. Although he didn't know the reason, a thing from the gods would be a disaster regardless of whether it was an opportunity or not.

The most important thing at the moment is to take out the things in Lin Qingxue's purple mansion.

The golem stayed in the depths of the Purple Palace without any movement, without a trace of breath, just like an ordinary piece of rotten wood, revealing weirdness everywhere.

"Oh, right? That woman also got a bronze golem before she died. Did she also recognize the master in this way? Her spirit was absorbed bit by bit, and then she was marked and controlled by the golem?"

Lu Luan stared at Lin Qingxue. He had to doubt it at this moment. If it was really a thing of the Gods, how could it recognize a human as its master? Humans are the mortal enemies of the Gods. Humans cultivate their Yuanshen just to kill those creatures of the Gods.

Although the woman said that she got it in a secret place, there is no way to verify it and it is basically unreliable. He guessed that maybe she was chosen at the beginning just like Linglong.

Seeing that Lin Qingxue was weak, he drew out a very weak wisp of medicinal energy from the spiritual medicine cave to regulate her breathing.

After so many years of cultivation, the spiritual medicines in the spiritual medicine cave are not only numerous, but also complex in variety.

Moreover, with the blessing of the Spiritual Medicine Cave, Lu Luan can easily control the medicinal energy of each spiritual medicine and even know its effects. In fact, he is now the largest medicine, and everything in the Spiritual Medicine Cave is nourishing him.

Lu Luan's expression gradually became complicated. "If she can't recover her memory for the time being, should she continue to cultivate immortality or magic?"

In fact, he knew in his heart that no matter whether she cultivated immortality or magic, the current Lin Qingxue could never become the Linglong of the past.

Even if her memory is restored, will she really be the same Shangguan Linglong as before?

He began to fall into deep thought.

Gradually, the sky turned white.

Lin Qingxue slowly opened her eyes and saw a person standing by the window. Instead of being frightened, she was very surprised. "Strange uncle, it's you."

Seeing that Lu Luan didn't respond, she jumped off the bed, ran to his side barefoot, stood on tiptoe by the window and looked in the direction he was looking. She found that there were just a few fish blowing bubbles under the lotus leaves in the pond. Nothing unusual.

Then he looked up at him in confusion: "Uncle Weird, what are you looking at?"

Lu Luan looked down at him, smiled warmly, and asked, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The little girl's eyes had a different look, and she shook her head and said, "Don't be afraid, the strange uncle doesn't eat people, there's nothing to be afraid of. Besides, I don't know why, but I always feel that you are particularly kind, safe and familiar. If I were not still young, I would have thought that you were my friend who I grew up with."

Looking at the little girl's eyes at this moment, he seemed to see Shangguan Linglong's shadow again.

"Uncle Weird, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing his dazed look, Lin Qingxue asked curiously.

"Nothing, just reminded me of a friend of mine."

Lu Luan retracted his gaze, rubbed her little head, paused for a moment, and asked: "Xiaoxue, when you grow up, what kind of person do you want to be?"

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”

Lin Qingxue lowered her head and began to think. After all, she was only eleven years old. She had never thought about this question before, and no one had ever asked her this question before, so it was a little difficult. After thinking hard for a while, she said with a bitter face, "Uncle Weird, I haven't thought about it yet."

"It's okay, I'll think about it later."

Lu Luan smiled silently.

"Uncle Weird, I dreamed about that big devil again last night. Xiaoxue was almost eaten by it. Did you drive it away?"

Thinking of the nightmare she had last night, the little girl was so scared that her body couldn't help shaking.

Lu Luan didn't say anything, just looked into the distance.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, get up and practice sword fighting."

Huang Yun's voice was heard outside the door.

"Strange……"

"Huh? Why did you suddenly disappear again?"

Lin Qingxue was just stunned for a moment. When she saw her mother coming, she wanted to remind Lu Luan, but in the blink of an eye, such a big person disappeared out of thin air.

Although it was not the first time I saw it, I was still amazed.

"Xiaoxue, what are you doing?"

Huang Yun pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing her standing barefoot by the window, she was confused.

"I'm watching the fish in the pond blowing bubbles." Lin Qingxue was like a child who had made a mistake.

"Hurry up, the elders and other children have already arrived in the yard to prepare, and you are still dawdling. Don't come to me crying after you are punished." Huang Yun put her hands on her hips.

"Got it, mother. I'll go right away."

The little girl quickly ran to the bed, put on her shoes, and then disappeared.

……

Lu Luan returned to his retreat room.

Looking at Lin Qingxue playing with her friends in the yard, he pondered for a long time and murmured, "Linglong, you should cultivate immortality in this life and don't follow the old path."

Living his life over again, he decided not to let Lin Qingxue become a demon. It would be good for her to continue cultivating immortality. At least, in this life, she has family members who love her, good partners, and outstanding talents. Her whole life will be more colorful and splendid than that of most people.

Unlike the previous life when he was a demon, he lived a very miserable life. He started over again and lived a different way.

After making the decision, he took out the black tower.

Got inside.

The most important thing at the moment is to enhance the power of the soul and resolve the hidden danger in Lin Qingxue's purple palace, so as to ensure that she will have smooth sailing in the future without being threatened.

Since he had been busy trying to find ways to improve his strength in the previous half of his life, Lu Luan's knowledge of the soul was limited to the three magical skills of the God-Slaying Technique, the Soul Starlight Technique, and the Qingyun White Crane Technique.

Now he has to collect as many spiritual methods as possible.

After seeing him, as expected, he was subjected to the crazy mental attacks of the evil cultivators in the black tower.

Lu Luan turned a deaf ear and went straight to those Jindan demon cultivators.

Although they usually pay attention to their status, in this situation, they act like shrews and curse more harshly than anyone else.

"Let these people go." Lu Luan ordered the spirit of the weapon.

"Yes, Master."

The weapon spirit was very obedient. With a wave of its hand, the iron hooks that had pierced their bodies were pulled out, and the burning flames automatically spread to both sides.

After finishing, Lu Luan glanced at them and asked, "Who among you is good at Yuanshen methods?"

"Don't even think about it, you beast."

"None of us knows."

"You son of a bitch, you'll die a miserable death, you..."

These demon cultivators were extremely stubborn and were unwilling to give anything to him since he needed their help.

"is it?"

Lu Luan smiled coldly and said condescendingly: "Whoever said that, I will sentence him to death."

As soon as the words fell, the scene fell silent.

“Only three people stand a chance.”

Lu Luan added another condition.

"Yes, I have a magical power of attacking with my soul."

"I learned the Yuanshen technique."

"Don't believe him. His Yuanshen attack ability is the same as mine, but he has only practiced for more than 20 years. I have practiced for more than 100 years. I am far from being as proficient as I am. Senior, kill me. I am valuable."

"Bullshit, you old immortal, you have been practicing for more than a hundred years but have not made any progress. Your understanding of that magical power is far less profound than mine. Senior, choose me, Soul. I will not resist. You can get more from my soul."

When they heard that there were only three spots, those people who originally hated him instantly changed their attitude. Not only did they respectfully call him "senior", they also started to fight with each other.

After suffering all kinds of inhumane tortures at the hands of the weapon spirits in this black tower, death was already a blessing to them, and their eyes lit up.

“Senior, my Tianyin Sect has a spiritual cultivation method and three spiritual powers. Kill me, I know everything.”

The leader of the Tianyin Sect also joined in.

"Tell me in detail." Lu Luan looked at him.

The leader of Tianyin Sect was overjoyed and immediately introduced: "The soul training method is the White Tiger on the Wall. It condenses the soul by visualizing the white tiger absorbing spiritual power. The supernatural power is a method of beheading the soul, a method of settling the soul, and a method of sealing the soul. The method of beheading the soul is to transform a big knife in the soul, which can be used to behead the soul into ashes. The method of settling the soul is..."

Whether it is the art of beheading gods, the art of settling gods, or the art of conferring gods, they are actually just unified names for different spiritual powers of the same type.

He also has a technique to kill gods, but it is completely different from the Tianyin Sect's technique. One uses a knife, and the other uses a sword. The Yuanshen Starlight Technique that Zhou Bufan gave him is a technique to calm the mind.

After listening to him talk about it for half a quarter of an hour, Lu Luan had a certain understanding of these magical powers, so he said, "Okay."

Then he looked at the others: "There are two left."

"Senior, I have perfected the Divine Slaying Technique."

A young old man who was about sixty years old ran over and shouted loudly. He was in the early stage of Golden Core cultivation. Lu Luan remembered him. When he was capturing the demons in the hall, it was this old man who slashed his soul from behind.

Moreover, the power of it was much stronger than when he used all his strength to perform the God-Slaying Technique. If it weren't for the object protecting his soul, his soul would have been seriously damaged at that time. If he had been stabbed a few more times, it was possible that he would have capsized in the ditch.

"Yes, you are one."

Lu Luan was very confident in the power of his god-slaying technique.

"What about you?" he asked again.

"Senior, I know the art of conferring gods. I have mastered it, and I am only one step away from great perfection. I can seal the soul and make the opponent unable to sense the soul from outside. I can even seal the soul directly until death, making it impossible for the person to make any further progress in cultivation for the rest of his life."

Everyone rushed to seek death.

Lu Luan took a look and found that among these Jindan demon cultivators, twelve of them had practiced soul skills and magical powers.

Finally, he selected five people.

"Senior, let me..."

Some people are still fighting for it.

However, Lu Luan ignored it and gave the weapon spirit a wink.

The spirit of the weapon understood, and with a wave of its hand, it fanned all of them back to where they came from.

Lu Luan kept his word and killed all five of them with one slash of his sword. The five of them died with smiles on their faces.

Finally, a suction force came from the palm, holding their souls in the hand.

Use the unique black flame in the black tower to dissipate the soul power inside, making it easier to search the soul later.

"come over."

Lu Luan ordered the spirit of the weapon.

"Owner."

The spirit of the weapon lowered its head and half-knelt on the ground.

Lu Luan said indifferently: "I need more mental power. The current production speed is a bit slow."

He was going to prepare to practice in Qingyun Baihe Temple next, which required a large amount of mental power. Now that there were five less Jindan-level magic cultivators, he had to speed up.

"If the situation gets worse, they will all die in a few years. Is this really necessary?" asked the tall spirit with a bull's head and a human body. It was not begging for mercy, but if all these people died, it would have no fun at all.

"Just die." Lu Luan said casually.

He doesn't care about these people's lives. He can capture more after they die. Now he must collect enough mental power in a short period of time. He is always worried about the bronze golem staying in Lin Qingxue's purple palace, so he can't think about the long-term future.

"Yes, Master."

After receiving a positive answer, the spirit of the weapon immediately took action.

Even with the loss of five Jindan demon cultivators, the speed at which the Black Tower generated mental power increased several times.

Seeing that the soul power of several demon cultivators had almost weakened, Lu Luan took them away.

in the room.

After Lu Luan sat cross-legged, he placed his hands on their souls and began to search them.

Only soul searching can ensure the accuracy of information to the greatest extent.