Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 15 Soul Searching Technique
The foundation-building monk raised her chin, and the touch was delicate. He couldn't help but secretly said a pity.If this girl is sold, she will definitely be worth a lot of spiritual stones, but now...

Luo Qingli pursed her lips tightly, and clearly felt the spiritual power from the foundation-building monk, irrationally rushing through her meridians. His consciousness scanned her up and down, and when he passed by the Dantian, his eyes Suddenly, he laughed out loud.

"I thought you had some kind of magic weapon on your body, but it turns out that even your Dantian was shattered. Hahahaha, it's really funny. Why is a loser still struggling in front of me?"

The foundation-building monk stopped his hand and saw Luo Qingli looking at him indifferently. Then he grabbed her neck and said, "Tell me, how did you escape my two attacks? What kind of skills have you practiced?" Law?"

This girl is still young. She built a foundation by herself and actually missed two attacks in a row. This shows that there must be something extraordinary about this technique!
A small Qi Refining monk has such an achievement. If he learns it, his strength will definitely increase greatly. In the future, let alone a monk of the same level, he might even be able to challenge higher levels!
Thinking of this, the foundation-building monk became even more determined to master this technique.

Luo Qingli said nothing.The sensitivity to spiritual energy is innate, and there is no technique at all. At this point, she has nothing to say.

The foundation-building cultivator narrowed his eyes and sneered, wiped off the mark of consciousness on Luo Qingli's storage bag, glanced inside, and then frowned in disgust.

This girl is really poor...

It seemed that the injury on her Dantian was caused by a high-level cultivator, her skills were unique, and she even had a calmness that was unusual for her age. He originally thought that she might be a troubled child of a big family of cultivators. In the storage bag Maybe there are some good things, but in the end it’s just crap.

waste time!

"You won't tell me, right?" The foundation-building monk lost his patience and his eyes flashed coldly. "It doesn't matter. If you don't tell me, I can still search for souls."

Luo Qingli's eyes changed slightly.

As the name suggests, the soul-searching technique is to invade the sea of ​​consciousness and extract all a person's memories. However, this process is quite painful, and the soul of the person whose soul is searched will be damaged and become a fool afterwards.

Rather than this ending, she would rather choose death.

Luo Qingli struggled and twisted her body, but everything was in vain. The foundation-building monk grabbed her hair, pointed his fingertips between her eyebrows, and penetrated her consciousness into her sea of ​​consciousness.

It was as if a knife had struck her head hard. Luo Qingli had a splitting headache for a moment and screamed in pain. But at the next moment, a flash of green light suddenly overflowed from the center of her eyebrows, catching the sight of the Foundation Establishment monk. The consciousness rebounded hard.

The soul-searching technique is a spell that acts on the soul, and it also uses the power of the soul. The soul of a monk is a particularly fragile existence, and the divine consciousness is an extension of the soul... The foundation-building monk never thought that his soul-searching technique would It was actually counterattacked, and it came back many times over.

He screamed, and the damage to his consciousness caused severe pain in his brain. He vomited blood repeatedly, and his vision suddenly went dark, and he fell into a coma.

Luo Qingli also lost consciousness at the moment when the green light overflowed. Before that, she seemed to hear a faint hum.

After building the foundation and refining the Qi, they were originally the hunter and the prey, but now they fainted together in the wilderness.

After less than half an hour, another escaping light came from the distance. The speed was not very fast, as if it was looking for something along the way. If you look carefully, you will find a long-robed monk and a monk standing on the flying magic weapon. The girl in red, and that girl was Ye Wangshu.

"She obviously ran in this direction, why can't she find..." Ye Wangshu pulled the sleeves of the long-robed monk and asked him to fly lower.

The long-robed monk descended as instructed, and suddenly his eyes moved slightly, as if he had discovered something, and flew towards a forest. Ye Wangshu soon saw Luo Qingli lying in the forest.

"Yes, Uncle Qi, that's her!"

Ye Wangshu anxiously pulled the monk in the gown. After the two landed, Ye Wangshu ran to Luo Qingli's side immediately, but found that he could not wake her up no matter how he called her.

"Uncle Qi, hurry up, help her!" Uncle Ye Qi first glanced at the foundation-building monk who fell to the ground, then looked at Luo Qingli's condition, frowned and fed her a pill.

"It's nothing serious. She is exhausted and mentally exhausted. She will wake up naturally after she has had enough sleep."

Ye Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief.

She was lucky. Not long after she ran out, she met Uncle Qi, who had been looking for her everywhere. Uncle Qi helped her deal with the monk who later caught up with her. Ye Wangshu thought of Luo Qingli, who must be there too. Being chased by the monks, he quickly urged Uncle Ye Qi to find him all the way.

Now that it was confirmed that Luo Qingli was fine, Ye Wangshu felt relieved. He looked at the foundation-building monk on the ground and said bitterly: "Uncle Qi, this must be a member of the human trafficker gang. Kill him quickly to prevent him from harming others again!"

Uncle Ye Qi slowly shook his head, "You also said that it was a gang. These people might just be a small branch of it. If we investigate this matter carefully, we will definitely involve others. Maybe this person can still be retained. Ask something.”

Ye Wangshu was still a little unhappy, and Uncle Ye Qi sighed softly: "I'll leave this person to you personally after this, okay? Your little friend still needs to find a place to cultivate himself, so go back to town first."

With Uncle Ye Qi here, Ye Wangshu had nothing to worry about and helped Luo Qingli get on the flying magic weapon.

Luo Qingli slept for three whole days. When she finally woke up, Ye Wangshu was so bored that he started playing with ants.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Luo Qingli was slightly stunned. He recalled what happened before and knew that the reason why he was not successfully searched for his soul was probably because of Biyou.

Biyou is a sacred object of the Yuling Clan. After recognizing its owner, it has been sleeping in her sea of ​​consciousness because of exhaustion of energy. However, it has already given birth to a weapon spirit. If the foundation-building monks want to offend its territory, Biyou will naturally not agree. .

But Luo Qingli had no memory of what happened after that.

She rubbed her sore head. Just then, Ye Wangshu opened the door and came in. He said in surprise: "Hey, you finally woke up. How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Do you want me to ask Uncle Qi to come over and take a look?" ?”

Luo Qingli was a little confused, and it took him a while to realize, "Your family came to see you?"

"Yes, we are lucky..."

Ye Wangshu told her what happened next, and Luo Qingli couldn't help but feel lucky and suggested that she wanted to express her gratitude to her senior.

Uncle Ye Qi is in the late stage of foundation building. His appearance is still very young, and he must not be too old. At this age and this level of cultivation, he can be regarded as a talent no matter where he is. Luo Qingli felt that Ye Wangshu should be They are children of a big family, and now it seems that their background must be good.

Luo Qingli saluted, "Junior Luo Qingli, thank you Senior Ye for saving your life."

Uncle Ye Qi shook his head indifferently. He actually didn't do anything. When he found her, the foundation-building monk had already fainted.

Thinking of this, Uncle Ye Qi couldn't help but ask: "What happened to the foundation-building monk who was chasing you? His soul was damaged and turned into an idiot. I originally wanted to ask about human trafficking, but there was nothing." Ask."

Luo Qingli was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly and said: "I only know that he wanted to search for my soul. My head hurt, and then I fainted."

"Search for souls!" Ye Wangshu exclaimed: "Such a cruel spell... stabbing him to death with a sword is really an advantage!"

(End of this chapter)