Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Chapter 241: Demolition the house and opening the windows, thick eyebrows and big eyes

"Only by seeing it with my own eyes can I confirm that you didn't lie to me!"

He saw an indifferent green figure in front of him, wearing a crane-faced mask. The short-bearded man's face was as pale as snow.

How could he not know about the soul-searching technique exclusive to high-level monks? Such a famous soul-searching method.

Once the soul is forcibly searched by a high-level monk, the person will be seriously injured at least, and will become an idiot and a useless person at a more serious point.

Therefore, it is impossible for a short-bearded man to accept being searched for his soul.

In this case, the short-bearded man gritted his teeth and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Just want to work hard.

But what made him feel desperate was that no matter how hard he tried, the spiritual power in his body would not move at all and would not obey his orders.

The energy and blood were also tightly locked by those densely packed black runic chains.

Don't give him any chance to resist at all.

In front of such high-level monks, the trump card he was once proud of turned into a complete joke at this moment.

He can't mobilize even half of the spiritual power in his body. How can you resist him?

Regarding death, the short-bearded man is actually not very afraid.

After all, I often walk by the river, and my shoes don’t get wet.

Having participated in many battles between good and evil, he had already anticipated various life and death crises.

He had already put life and death aside.

There were also many monks who died in his hands.

His heart has long been cold.

But this was the first time he had encountered such a helpless situation.

These high-level monks suppressed him too much.

The short-bearded man's eyes were like daggers, and his aura was violent and sharp. He wished he could eat the mysterious green figure in front of him.

Even senior high cultivators can no longer care about so many things under the pressure of death.

The short-bearded man never had the courage to fight with others.

This is indispensable for him to climb from the lowest level of casual cultivator to the current level.

But today's situation is completely different from before, and the spiritual power in the body cannot be mobilized at all.

In the face of absolute crushing strength, the short-bearded man could not even self-destruct.

In the end, the short-bearded man smiled helplessly and sadly, his smile was very tragic:

"Since senior is confused about this, please take action."

"But this junior has only one request, and that is to hope that senior can keep his word and spare this junior's life."

"If possible, I hope that when the senior leaves, he will take the junior away from this cannibalistic place called Yong'an City."

"As for whether you can still live in the future, it depends on God."

The short-bearded man hesitated in his heart for a long time, and finally chose to compromise with the cyan figure in front of him.

He has lived in Yong'an City for many years, and his hands are stained with a lot of blood, so he is naturally not ischemic.

If he was chased by high-level monks on weekdays, the short-bearded man would choose to fight even if his own blood was drained.

But in this situation, he really had no possibility of escaping.

The spiritual power in the body is sealed, and the blood escape technique cannot be used.

People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.

The gap between the two sides was too big, and the short-bearded man had no choice but to catch him.

Based on the current situation, anyone who resists will definitely die!

There might even be a slight chance of surviving after being soul-searched.

Between life and death, the short-bearded man tragically chose to live.

"By the way, my soul-searching technique may be different from the soul-searching technique you know."

"As long as you imagine the picture of that person in your mind and do not resist my spell, the probability of you suffering trauma is very low."

The short-bearded man, who was originally filled with despair, was suddenly startled, with a look of disbelief on his face:

"Senior didn't lie to me?"

When he said this, his mouth was trembling.

Luo Yan stood quietly opposite, with no expression on his face.

What he used at this time was just a very common allusion from his previous life.

That means demolishing the house before opening the windows.

First, let me ask the short-bearded man something that could endanger his life.

Then propose the next level of real purpose.

He was instantly freed from the threat of death. When comparing the two, the goal he wanted to achieve was much simpler.

If Luo Yan had just said that there was no risk in the soul-searching technique, he would not have been believed.

When checking the memory of the short-bearded man, he will inevitably encounter subconscious resistance.

But as soon as Luo Yan changed the order of his words, the short-bearded man's resistance was instantly reduced by more than half.

In the face of the threat of death, it is not unacceptable to be viewed in a small fragment of memory.

From the moment he met this thick-browed guy, Luo Yan didn't believe a word he said.

He is not an inexperienced person who trusts others easily.

A person who can live in a chaotic place like Yong'an City for decades and still be safe and sound.

Thinking with your toes, you know that this person is far from being as simple as he appears.

Even though this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his current tone was tragic, as if he was wronged to the core.

There was no hint of anything in his demeanor, and he looked very trustworthy.

Will not lie.

But Luo Yan knew very well that this was just his disguise.

How could Luo Yan believe that a person who could participate in the battle between good and evil many times without ever losing was a good person?

Therefore, Luo Yan would never be fooled by the short-bearded man's facial expressions and words, and never trusted him from the beginning to the end.

Only by searching for souls and seeing is believing can he believe that what this guy said is true.

The short-bearded man naturally noticed this and understood that the cyan figure in front of him was definitely not someone to be fooled.

"We have already reached this point, please, senior."

The short-bearded man looked at the cyan figure in front of him, with countless runes flashing in his eyes, and the breath he exuded made the surrounding vegetation rustle.

The short-bearded man knew very well in his heart that he was extremely unlucky and hit the muzzle of the gun.

It should be impossible to hide.

He simply stopped defending himself, closed his eyes, and waited for disposal.

Luo Yan didn't waste any time with him. Countless gray runes instantly flew out from his palms, locking the short-bearded man firmly.

There is still a faint light flowing on these rune chains.

"Buzz!"

A white right hand, curved, grasped the short-bearded man's Tianling Gai from top to bottom.

Luo Yan also closed his eyes in time at this time, sensing the memory fragments presented in his mind.

In the picture, a big man with small eyes was covered in black robes, with three small black flags floating in front of him.

The Yin Qi on these small flags is extremely strong, and hundreds of souls roar out when they are shaken.

Among these souls were men and women, with dull faces, and bursts of shrill roars.

Very appalling! These scenes about the demon cultivator flashed through the mind of the short-bearded man like a fleeting glance.

After two sticks of incense, Luo Yan released the secret technique in his hand.

He carefully recalled the memory images he saw in the mind of the short-bearded man.

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

However, Luo Yan's expression looked very strange at this time, and there was an inexplicable look in his eyes when he looked at the short-bearded man.

After the soul-searching technique stopped, the short-bearded man slowly woke up with a dull expression.

There was a hint of fear in Luo Yan's eyes, and then he fell into deep ecstasy.

Because the cyan figure in front of him didn't lie to him. As long as he cooperates, even if he searches for souls, he won't be really hurt!

Even though his soul was searched, he was not injured.

But when the short-bearded man came back from his ecstasy and saw the strange look in his eyes, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

The fundamental reason is that the relationship with this young man is also fake.

His relationship with that person was only a cooperative relationship in the battle between good and evil.

Everything about childhood and friendship is all made up.

The short-bearded man secretly broke into the courtyard and used the secret technique to monitor the man's residence. His motives were not that simple.

In the cave of his partner, there is a second-level top-grade Scrophulariaceae planted!

And because of the small courtyard, two layers of formations were arranged inside and outside.

If you break in by force, the outer layer is okay, it will only cause some harsh warning sounds.

But the formation inside is different.

Once someone fails to enter through the formation's eye, the formation will be activated instantly and then destroy the scrophulariaceae plant.

So when the short-bearded man discovered that his partner disappeared for no reason.

His first reaction was that the man had been killed, and there should be some treasures left in the cave, but he couldn't miss them.

For a veteran like him, it doesn't take much effort to find out the general background of this partner.

When the short-bearded man slipped into the yard, he naturally discovered the top-quality Scrophulariaceae planted in the yard!

If the formation hadn't stopped him, he would have taken out the figwort and slipped away.

How could it be possible to wait until now.

It was precisely because the short-bearded man couldn't forget the scrophulariaceae that he discovered that his partner had been replaced.

Luo Yan almost believed the high-sounding words and sincerity spoken by the short-bearded man earlier.

If he hadn't searched the soul, he would never have thought that the hidden secret inside was so tortuous.

Sure enough, you can't simply judge a person's quality based on his appearance.

This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is really not a good guy.

"You are such a good person."

There was amusement in Luo Yan's eyes, which made the embarrassment on the short-bearded man's face even stronger.

But in just a moment, the short-bearded man's face changed into that flattering look again.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dry smile full of hypocrisy.

Obviously, Luo Yan's teasing didn't bother him at all.

Although what the short-bearded man said was slightly different from what actually happened.

But regarding the identity of the demonic monk, it was almost the same as what he told.

That means that person really doesn't look like a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect.

There is a big discrepancy with my own goal.

After Luo Yan got the answer he wanted, he wasn't ready to care about anything else.

He didn't care at all what kind of person the short-bearded man was.

After all, it has nothing to do with you.

Previously when he was in the Soul Refining Pavilion, Luo Yan had dealt with the shopkeeper in the shop.

What he felt was that the people in this sect seemed to have a sense of mystery.

The remote-controlled white paper man looks like a real person, without any sense of awkwardness.

But the man in the memory of the short-bearded man did not feel this way.

In the use of souls, there is a sense of roughness inside and out.

Luo Yan glanced at the short-bearded man standing close to him, chanting softly in his mouth, the mantra rumbling to himself, and the red clouds blooming.

All the rune chains collapsed instantly and disappeared.

"I am the most reasonable person"

"You ambushed me earlier, I will restrain you, and we will retaliate."

"You do have relevant information about that person in your memory. You didn't lie to me, so I unlocked the spiritual shackles in your body."

"But the person I want to find has not been found yet. I hope you can take the initiative to stay and help me find traces of that person."

"Once you find it, I can give you a chance."

Luo Yan's surging momentum subsided and he became harmless again.

But the smile on the face of the short-bearded man opposite him froze, and he looked dumbfounded. He sensed the looming sealing technique in his mind.

The whole person looked extremely dull.

He wanted to ask: Is this what you mean by being reasonable?

The short-bearded man even wanted to curse.

The shackles of spiritual power in his body were released, and he could use his spiritual power.

But there was a diagram of Bagua runes in his mind. The lines spread like a falling galaxy.

You don't need to think about it to know that this is definitely not a good thing.

With this thing around, how dare he say no?

He also said such high-sounding words that he would not force himself.

It's so shameless!

But the short-bearded man had nothing to do with the cyan figure. He gritted his teeth and could only accept it with an aggrieved face.

"Since the senior's matter has not yet come to a conclusion, the junior should do his best and it is his duty to do so!"

Hearing such a sensible response, a smile finally appeared in the corner of Luo Yan's eyes:

"You first go to the no-fly zone and wait for me, and then I'll look for traces of possible Soul Refining Sect disciples in this mountain forest."

"If we can meet the disciples of the Soul Refining Sect, everything will be fine."

Looking at the figure who turned around and was about to leave, as if fleeing, Luo Yan reminded him again:

"By the way, there is one piece of advice I would like to remind you. It is best not to leave me too far!"

"Otherwise, the "Bagua Blockade Formation" left in your mind will easily explode if you cannot sense my breath for a long time."

"Of course, if you don't care about this body, just pretend I didn't say anything."

The short-bearded man who was originally holding his breath and concentrating was eager to leave here.

But when he heard this sentence, it was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone else.

This is a typical example of wanting him to die!

Even though he was cursing in his heart, the short-bearded man had to hold his nose and admit it.

He originally planned to secretly set out from the rear city gate, and then use the teleportation talisman to escape thousands of miles away.

I will never go back to this damn place again.

Who would have thought that he was so unlucky to meet such a senior who did not follow the rules and bullied the younger ones.

All the short-bearded Han men were numb.

But being able to barely save one life is already pretty good.

Compared to before, his desire to resist was much less intense.

(End of this chapter)