I am immortal with scientific thinking

Chapter 240 Simultaneous Breath Curse Soul Method

Inside the cave, there were traces of blood splattered everywhere, and some people even had traces of blood on their clothes and even their faces.

But no one dared to wipe it, and the venue fell into a deathly silence.

Among the crowd, no one dared to raise his head to meet Lin Chen's gaze, for fear that he would be killed if he didn't like it.

But behind Lin Chen, the monk in Tsing Yi stared at Lin Chen's back with bright eyes, his face full of admiration.

He had heard a lot of Lin Chen's achievements in Qing Yunzong, so he had always regarded it as the target of pursuit. Looking at it now, this senior brother Lin really lived up to his reputation.

'This is the Senior Brother Lin I imagined. No matter what ghosts and monsters you are, and no matter what compromises you make, as long as you dare to go against my wishes, you will die! '

Just when everyone had different thoughts, Lin Chen snapped his fingers. There was silence among the crowd, and finally someone gritted his teeth and took the lead.

As the visitor got closer and closer, Lin Chen slowly raised the thing in his hand.

That is, a lamp.

One is carried by a skull and fueled by a human soul, faintly, and there is a mournful wail from a monk——soul lamp!
'Isn't this a disciple of the orthodox sect?Why do you feel that this method is so evil? ! 'Seeing this scene, the casual cultivator who stepped forward couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

He looked at the monk in blue, but the latter took it for granted.

"What are you looking at? Brother's supernatural powers, how can you understand?!" The monk in Tsing Yi sneered, "Hurry up and step forward!"

Although he also felt a little horrified, but what the brother said was right, you can't use conventional means to deal with the demon cultivator!
All of these are normal methods!
'Is this method fucking normal? ! 'Brother Sanxiu who stepped forward swallowed his saliva, but still walked up bravely.

The strange soul lamp held in Lin Chen's hand does not emit a strong light, but the strange thing is that this light cannot be affected by the surrounding light, it exists alone, like a thin layer of evening haze .

Then, when Loose Cultivator stepped into the range of light, a complete figure appeared faintly behind him.

"Let's go." Lin Chen took a look and said lightly.

The first casual cultivator was a little confused, but he hurried out.

"Brother, what kind of method is this?" The monk in Tsing Yi asked curiously.

"Simultaneous breathing curse and soul method." Lin Chen replied casually.

The method of simultaneously breathing and cursing the soul is Lin Chen's greatest achievement in the way of cursing.

According to some theories in the previous life, if you walk through, you will definitely leave traces, even if it takes hundreds of years, it will not dissipate.

If everyone in the previous life had a special magnetic field, and every time they walked through a place, they would interact with the local magnetic field and leave messages, then everyone in this life has their own unique aura, and they also have their own aura when they walk.

This is like a geese passing by and leaving a picture, and a person passing by leaving a mark.

The monks capture the remaining aura, and use it as a medium to interfere with the body, disrupt the aura of the body, and cause discomfort, hallucinations, and even death.

And this is also the origin of the original curse method.

In the usual method of cursing, the connection between the breath and the soul is used, and Lin Chen added his own insights on this basis.

Since the breath can affect the soul, then in turn, can the soul affect the breath?

And if there is a demon cultivator who refines other people's souls, can he use this refined soul to trace the demon cultivator's aura, so as to find out the person who refined it, or even trace its existence in reverse?

At least after Lin Chen's research, he found that it was possible.

This soul lamp is made based on this principle.

"Brother, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it?" The monk in Tsing Yi couldn't help asking without seeing anything abnormal.

"What's the rush, aren't there so many people who haven't been tested?" Lin Chen was unexpectedly calm, he believed in his own means.

And as time passed, one after another casual cultivators walked out of the cave, and finally, something abnormal happened.

Under the light, a black figure appeared behind a casual cultivator, but this shadow was incomplete, without hands, feet, or even a body, only a head.

And behind this head, there is a thin black line extending in an unknown direction.

At this moment, Lin Chen paused, raised his head, and looked at him expressionlessly.

"No! No! I have no problem!" Seeing this scene, the casual cultivator had a look of panic on his face.

But seeing the silent gazes of the people around him, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone, don't believe it, this is his trick..."

The next moment, Qi's head fell off.

Lin Chen started, but he didn't immediately erase the cursed connection, but continued to check.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and some people shouted to resist, but before they could make a sound, one after another, heads rolled down from their necks.

In the small cave, there were muffled thumping sounds one after another.

These are all problematic people. Their heads have been replaced long ago, and even their souls do not belong to them.

Finally, when the inspection was over, the remaining people were stunned in place.

Because among this group of casual cultivators, nearly half of them have problems!

And this is not counting the monk who died just now!

Not only that... Looking at the scene in front of him, the monk in Tsing Yi seemed to have thought of something, and felt a chill in his hands and feet.

If about half of the batch of casual cultivators who went back today have problems, what about the previous batch?What about the last batch, or even the previous batches?
Even thinking about it a little further, Qing Yunzong released nearly tens of thousands of casual cultivators to go to the area of ​​demon cultivators to destroy, and how many of these people came back, did they have problems?

Although it can be said that Qingyunzong has always been on guard against these casual cultivators, put them outside the core formation, and suppressed them with foundation cultivators.

Even if tens of thousands of casual cultivators rioted, it would not affect the overall situation.

But the premise is that these are tens of thousands of Qi Refining Stage monks.

But if they are all refined by the magic cultivator in a weird way, and finally a top magic cultivator uses them as consumables to launch a one-time attack.

What kind of consequences will the unsuspecting monk Qingyun suffer?
Lin Chen on the side didn't think so much, but looked at the heads on the ground, a little surprised and said: "I seem to have seen this method before, could it be the Flying Demon Cultivator? Well, just take a look and you'll know. "

The next moment, Lin Chen stretched out his hand and made a move, and the flesh and blood of six skulls fell off one after another, exposing the dense white bones, and the faint fire of the soul burned in it, and together with his hands, they turned into seven soul lamps.

At this time, Lin Chen decided to use these refined souls to perform the method of co-breathing curse souls to trace the breath of the demon cultivator and trace its existence in reverse!

Then, seven lamps were placed on the ground in the position of seven stars.

All the lights emitted a dim yellow light, which appeared indescribably hazy in the somewhat dark cave.

Between the staggered lights, a vague image appeared faintly on the wall.

And that image began to become clearer and clearer as time passed.

In the image, there is a dark sky, and under the sky, there are mounds of soil, vaguely, there are countless figures in black robes coming and going, and there is a figure planted in the ground.

"This is...the cemetery?!" Seeing this scene, the cultivator in Tsing Yi couldn't help showing surprise on his face.

Lin Chen didn't reply, but continued to urge the method of co-breathing curse soul, tracing the source of the real caster.

The scene in front of me was getting closer and deeper into the cemetery, and soon, with the changes in the image, it was finally fixed in one place.

That is a huge altar made of human heads!
"This, this is..." The people present were stunned in place when they saw this scene.

The picture in front of him jumped again and was pulled directly to the center of the altar, and then everyone saw it.

A head that stands out of thin air stands in the center of the altar, and all the power in the surrounding cemetery is continuously flowing towards it.

Immediately afterwards, there was a strange wave, which continuously emanated from the altar, heading towards the distant sky!

The next moment, the evil head suddenly opened its eyes, stared at Lin Chen's direction, and said angrily, "Who is spying on me?"

Afterwards, the entire altar was filled with wind and clouds, and layers of yin energy flowed into the skull, and its pressure increased steadily. Even the monks in Tsing Yi, who were out of sight, couldn't help but feel a strong sense of oppression!
Obviously, the other party wants to use this medium to remotely deliver the curse!

But at this moment, Lin Chen stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the seven soul lamps went out one after another, and the image became blurred directly.

But at the end, there was still a word full of anger and murderous intent, which came from the blurred images:

"I see, it's you!!! You dare to peep into the secrets of our sect again and again, you are courting death!"

Obviously, the opponent has already recognized Lin Chen as the person who fought against him last time!

Feijiang Moxiu didn't expect that the opponent had so many tricks, and could spy on their secrets over and over again.

Do not!
To be precise, it's not about peeping, but whenever necessary, you can directly and openly look at it!

This is simply intolerable!
However, Lin Chen directly withdrew the spirit spell, with no expression on his face, and didn't care about what the other party said.

After all, if we really meet, who will not let who go, who will live and who will die, it is not certain!

At this time, he turned his head instead, looked at the monk in Tsing Yi, and asked aloud: "You mean that these casual cultivators are all placed outside the market? Which are the main markets?"

"Probably put them in the few squares close to the front line for rest, and a small part will go back to the rear... Wait! Brother, what do you mean?!"

The monk in Tsing Yi replied subconsciously, but then he seemed to understand something, raised his head, and looked at Lin Chen in shock.

"That's right." Lin Chen nodded, and looked in the direction of Qing Yunzong, "If my guess is correct, there should be something wrong with those fangshi."

(End of this chapter)