Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 480 Binding God Seal, Get a Tiger Slave! (Two in One)

"Do you remember me?" Song Changming walked to the edge of the lava and asked.

"Of course I remember." Heya gritted his teeth, slowly stood up and walked out of the lava area.

The magma dripped down her body in large pieces, burning several large holes in the ground.

The black armor on his body was quite extraordinary. After being struck by lightning and soaked in magma, it was still not damaged much.

The man and the demon had met once before, but that was more than 30 years ago.

Back then, Song Changming spared a thunder wheel tiger that was in the Nine Netherworld, and left a thunder mark in its body.

Thinking of tracking this thunder seal in the future and killing more thunder wheel tiger monsters.

As he was looking for the colorful flower, he quickly sensed the existence of this thunder seal.

Although the process was a bit bizarre, no matter what, the hook that was set up that year did bring him a batch of thunder tonics from the Thunder Wheel Tiger Clan, but the time interval was a little longer.

"In that case." Song Changming raised his hand and wanted to deal with the little tigress.

At that time, his cultivation had not yet reached the Grandmaster level, so he still needed to take his time to cultivate the thunder seeds.

But now his strength is no longer what it used to be, and it has become easy for him to cultivate the thunder seeds, so there is no need to keep this hook anymore.

"Don't kill me, I am willing to surrender to you and serve you!" Heya seemed to sense the murderous intent rising again in Song Changming, and knelt down at Song Changming's feet without hesitation, with a humble attitude.

The white back bends down, with exposed skin all the way to the tail vertebrae. Under the cover of the armor, a white-striped tiger tail hangs down naturally.

"Oh?" Song Changming raised his eyebrows slightly.

If he remembered correctly, when he first met this little tigress, she was very tough and would rather die than live in disgrace.

He was somewhat surprised that she begged for mercy like this today.

Thinking about it, it was not difficult to guess. Song Changming asked, "Why, do you want to take revenge on the tiger tribe that persecuted you?"

"Yes!" Heya responded firmly and directly, without any intention of hiding anything from Song Changming.

Song Changming pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "You are a tiger demon, what can you do for me?"

"I serve you as my master. My master is a human. If there are things that are inconvenient to do in the demon world, you can arrange for your subordinates to do them for you. My ability is comparable to that of a human master. I can find strange thunder for my master and search for the flesh and blood of the big demons!"

He Ya said in a deep voice. She saw what Song Changming had just done to the tiger corpses and guessed what Song Changming wanted.

"That's not bad." Song Changming chuckled and asked, "But how can I trust you? If I let you go today, I can't guarantee that you won't harm me in the future."

Upon hearing this, Heya seemed to be prepared. He transformed himself into a tiger monster, looking like a white tiger.

This demon body was different from what Song Changming had in mind, and it was much stronger than before.

Heya turned back into a demon, but Song Changming remained unmoved. The next moment, Heya forced out the bone wheel on his spine.

The bone wheel can be large or small and can be scaled freely. Now she has turned it into the size of a palm, like a thorny white jade bracelet, and it fell in front of Song Changming.

"This bone wheel is the lifeline of all the Thunder Wheel Tigers. If it is destroyed, it will take a hundred years to heal."

Then, Heya spat out another drop of blood that was shining with lightning.

"This is the blood of my heart core that has been tempered a hundred times. If it is destroyed, my heart core will be damaged and my soul will be hard to survive."

Having said this, He Ya handed the two things that could cost her life to Song Changming.

The meaning is very clear. If Song Changming is in charge of her life and death, then he won't be afraid of her backstabbing him.

It must be said that Heya is quite decisive and can be ruthless to himself. His personality is not as childish and delicate as his appearance suggests.

Song Changming felt the determination of the little tigress.

Of course, this could be a decision made when hatred blinded his heart, but for Song Changming, it doesn't matter.

For him, there seems to be nothing wrong in having another big demon with great growth potential as a thug in the demon world.

As the tigress herself said, she can provide many conveniences for Song Changming. After all, Song Changming is not a demon, and cannot come and go freely in this demon world as this tigress can.

Of course, this is based on the premise that he can always keep control over the little tigress.

I looked at the miniature bone wheel on my hand and the drop of heart blood that soaked into the bone wheel, causing a faint blush on the surface of the bone wheel.

Song Changming took the bone wheel, brought it closer and looked at it for a few more times, but his expression did not change much.

He Ya stared at Song Changming, waiting for his reply.

Song Changming floated up and was only a few inches away from the huge tiger head.

The tiger's head spews out hot air, and its eyes are amber in color when viewed up close, so clear and beautiful, just like a pair of precious jade.

"That's it, it's not enough."

Song Changming suddenly spoke, then stretched out a finger and pointed it at the tiger's head.

The next moment, Heya felt that his soul was shocked, and his sense of crisis suddenly increased. He subconsciously wanted to resist and struggle.

"do not move."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if the gods had sent down a decree, causing Heya to suddenly freeze in place. Even her soul could not move at all, and she could only allow Song Changming to control her.

She finally understood what Gray and other tiger monsters of the same species had felt before.

She didn't know what Song Changming wanted to do, and she couldn't stop him at all.

Song Changming concentrated and frowned. In his dark sea, a little spirit was sitting cross-legged with an extremely solemn expression, and his hands were constantly making special seals.

Heya's consciousness gradually faded, and he eventually lost all consciousness.

She just felt like she had a very long dream. In the dream, she killed her father with her own hands and also killed many members of her tribe. Her hands were covered in blood and half of her body was soaked in a pool of blood.

The feeling of despair mixed with madness made her feel extremely tired.

She didn't know how long it had been, but she woke up with a sound like a big bell exploding in her ears.

Heya suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

After taking two breaths, she realized that she had turned into a human form again, and was still in the same position as before she lost consciousness. However, in the big pit next to her, the magma had solidified into a black block at some point, indicating that a considerable amount of time had passed.

The black armor on her body fell off by itself as she lost consciousness.

She was sitting here naked, without any covering.

Heya then noticed Song Changming, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, and subconsciously controlled the black armor to cover his entire body, obscuring some of the scenery.

The monsters were originally mostly bestial, but as humans have ruled Jiuzhou for a long time in the past, many monsters have acquired a lot of complex human nature through subtle influence.

People like Heya have a sense of shame and will not be open with other creatures at will.

But soon, her attention was no longer on these trivial matters.

When she touched her forehead, she found a small purple mark shaped like an umbrella.

This was something she had never had before. Combined with what Song Changming did before she fell into a coma, it was not difficult to guess that the purple mark on her forehead was made by Song Changming.

And if he looked more closely, Heya could also sense that there seemed to be another similar purple mark in her soul.

No matter how she rejected it, she couldn't erase the purple mark that seemed to be deeply rooted in her soul, which made her a little irritated. She didn't know what tricks Song Changming had used on her. "You, what did you do to me?" He Ya asked first.

Although her tone was angry, she still controlled her temper.

She did not forget her current weak situation and did not dare to offend Song Changming too much.

"Since you are willing to serve me and regard me as your master, this mark is what I leave for you. With this mark, from now on, you are one of my own."

Song Changming opened his eyes, looked at the somewhat ruffled little tigress, and spoke slowly.

He certainly would not let Hea lead him by the nose, nor would he completely trust her. He was not sure whether the bone wheel in his hand was really so fatal to the little tigress.

But what he was sure of was that once the God-Binding Seal deeply embedded in her soul was activated, her soul and spirit would be destroyed.

This seal is an additional magical skill he obtained after practicing the Sky-Raising Divine Skill.

The God-Binding Seal, as the name suggests, is a seal that binds the soul. It was used by the witch clan in ancient times to enslave other living beings.

Anyone with a purple mark on their forehead is a slave of the witch clan.

There were some sweat stains on Heya's forehead. She felt deeply insecure about the purple mark that existed in her soul.

"What is the use of this?" Heya touched his forehead and couldn't help but ask.

Song Changming leaned in to take a look at Heya's pale face, and smiled with an ambiguous smile, "You don't need to know more. I don't trust you enough, but I trust this purple seal enough. It's that simple."

Song Changming did not explain in detail, but it was not difficult for Heya to guess the danger after this seal was planted.

"I have already given you the bone wheel and heart core blood," Heya muttered a little aggrievedly.

She really had no intention. If the two things she gave were destroyed in Song Changming's hands, she would have a hard time surviving.

"Thank you for the bracelet." Song Changming didn't say much and casually put Heya's bone wheel on his right wrist.

This thing is said to be a bracelet, but it looks more like a wristband with thorns.

Since the size can be scaled up or down, it fits perfectly when worn.

Now, Song Changming has double insurance in hand and can be very confident about Heya.

As he said, Heya is already his own.

Seeing that Heya was awake, Song Changming stood up and did not stay any longer.

"I will not interfere with your revenge or anything else you want to do. You just need to find the flesh and blood of the great demon and the strange lightning for me."

Before leaving, Song Changming made simple arrangements for Heya.

He would first observe Heya's ability to do things, and only if he could satisfy him would he consider entrusting him with more complicated and important matters.

"Yes, Master." He Yadao was somewhat uncomfortable with addressing him as Master.

"By the way, I have already helped you get rid of the toxins in your body. Also, the colorful flowers."

Heya obediently handed over the colorful flower in the Qiankun Ring. This beautiful and exotic flower was not damaged by the fierce battle just now.

Watching Song Changming leave, He Ya was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, and touched his forehead again.

The purple seal in her soul still existed, and the poison in her body that restrained the Thunder Wheel Tiger Clan was indeed eliminated.

Now she was covered in wounds, and her body was severely damaged by the poison. She would need to spend a long time licking her wounds and recovering.

Thinking of this, Heya's originally confused eyes became cold again.

"Father, do you really want your daughter to die?"

She stood up again, limping and staggering away from the place.

A few days later.

"Okay, okay, got it."

In Miaozhou, Song Changming temporarily settled on an isolated island in the vast ocean.

In the box in his arms, the little ginseng spirit was stretching out its thin beard and constantly urging Song Changming to hurry up.

Ever since Song Changming started his journey home, the ginseng spirit had lost the energy to sleep and had been typing in front of Song Changming, asking about his well-being.

Song Changming knew exactly what the little thing was thinking. It was just that it was coveting the colorful flowers.

Looking around this uninhabited island, it is not very big, with only rocks and no grass or trees, and it looks desolate.

Occasionally some sea beasts would jump onto the island and lie on the rocks, leisurely basking in the sun.

Some seabirds were attracted by the sea beast. They circled and flew down, carrying away some small beasts as their meal.

Song Changming's arrival did not alarm the local creatures.

After confirming that it was a safe place, he sat cross-legged under a huge towering rock, raised his hand and waved, and a series of small flags flew out.

The small flags fluttered in the wind and automatically fell in various directions.

Song Changming waved his hand again, and several high-quality spirit crystals flew out, releasing spiritual energy.

He formed seals with his hands and conducted energy. Soon, the runes that had been engraved on the small flag lit up and a protective formation was formed.

This effortless demeanor makes him look like a master of talismans.

In fact, Song Changming's attainments in the art of talismans are already quite impressive.

Apart from anything else, it is now easy for him to set up a fifth-level talisman formation.

Although the sixth-level talisman formation has not yet been set up, it is only a matter of time.

In the entire Cuibai main city, there is only one sixth-level talisman master, and that is Qian Yuan, the chief of the royal palace.

And he is expected to inherit Qian Yuan's mantle and become the second sixth-level talisman master!

The art of talismans is Song Changming's greatest achievement in the past twenty years, apart from cultivation.

Just like the protective formation he casually arranged at the moment, no one except a great master or a demon could get close to his formation.

After making these arrangements, Song Changming took out the colorful flower and handed it to the ginseng spirit.

The ginseng spirit rolled up its long beard, and soon the colorful light on the colorful flower became dim, then wilted, and finally withered and died.

The ginseng spirit patted its belly as if it had had a full meal, and quickly went back into the box.

Soon, the thin whiskers reached the back of Song Changming's hand, and streams of extremely pure spiritual power poured into Song Changming's body.

This is the good thing about the ginseng spirit. After being given good food and drink, it can give feedback to Song Changming and speed up his cultivation.

This pure spiritual power processed by the essence of mountain ginseng is better than anything else. From the perspective of a grandmaster's cultivation, it is much more valuable than a single colorful flower.

Song Changming got it and meditated in silence for a few days.

On this day, a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky above the isolated island, and spiritual energy began to flow back.

The originally calm sea surface suddenly became turbulent, scaring many sea beasts on the island into hiding back in the sea. Confused, they had no idea what was happening.

(End of this chapter)