Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

Chapter 35: Capture the Spirit and Send the General, Got It! (Please Read)

Lu Liang did not check his memory immediately, but put away the Qi ball and turned his gaze to Wang Bing again.

Just now, when he used the "Blue Hand", in addition to taking out the memory ball, he also directly erased Wang Bing's memory related to the capture of spirits and dispatching of generals, including what happened today.

In other words, at this moment, Wang Bing had completely forgotten how to use the technique of summoning spirits and sending generals.

But the problem is that although Wang Bing has completely forgotten the martial arts, the spirits he had previously captured with the technique of capturing spirits and sending generals are still there.

This will be exciting to watch.

Although the Feng family and the Wang family both possess the unique skill of summoning spirits and sending generals, their ways of treating spirits are completely different.

The Feng family upholds the concept of harmonious coexistence with spirits and regards spirits as partners fighting side by side.

But the people of the Wang family, especially Wang Bing, completely enslaved and suppressed Lingze.

Especially after he discovered that the method of submerging spirits could quickly enhance his strength, he began to treat the captured spirits as supplements, eating them whenever he wanted and using them at will.

Some of the spirits were actually from the same family, but they could only watch helplessly as the king devoured their loved ones as food.

These spirits usually harbored deep resentment towards Wang Bing, but they were previously suppressed by the "Capturing Spirits and Dispatching Generals" technique and were unable to resist.

And now, the backlash is coming.

……

As all the information about the summoning of spirits and generals was deleted from Wang Bing's memory, the flow of Qi in his body also stagnated.

The spirit that had been hiding behind him slowly poked its head out.

They first looked at each other warily, and when they were sure that Wang Bing could no longer control them, the hatred and anger that had been suppressed for many years suddenly erupted.

They rushed forward and began to bite Wang Bing madly.

The object that spirits are best at attacking is the soul.

Wang Bing, who was in a coma, frowned and sweat appeared on his forehead. It was obvious that he was not feeling well.

Seeing this scene, Lu Liang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and stood up.

He brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes, turned around and quickly rushed towards the cave without stopping.

……

In the cave.

Lu Liang quickly adjusted his body and appearance back to Lin Yin's, and changed his clothes back.

"I've got another one of the Eight Great Techniques."

Lu Liang stared at the memory ball in his hand that was emitting a light blue light, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

However, he just weighed the Qi ball lightly and then put it away.

"It's not advisable to stay here for long. Let's wait until we get back and take a look."

While Lu Liang was tidying up the vines at the entrance of the cave and restoring it to its original state, he was quickly thinking about the next course of action in his mind.

"According to the schedule, tonight should be the time when Feng Baobao chases after Wang Ye and tries to bury him."

"Given Feng Baobao's intelligence, the place where she dug the pit should be not far from the last time... I have to take a longer detour to avoid that place."

Facts have proved that Lu Liang's decision was very correct.

A quarter of an hour later, he successfully made it back to his bunk bed without any more unexpected encounters with other people or birds.

Seeing Lu Liang coming back, Chen Yan immediately came over with a gossipy look on his face: "Lin Yin, did you go to see Miss Feng?"

Seeing this, Lu Liang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile, but said nothing.

But the lingering feeling in his smile made Chen Yan instantly imagine a lot of things. He immediately lost interest in continuing to talk to Lu Liang, and went to cry alone, hugging his pillow.

……

late at night.

“Huhahuha…Huha…”

In the dormitory, Chen Yan's snoring sounded rhythmically.

Lu Liang glanced over there, then quickly and carefully took out the memory ball from his arms, placed it between his eyebrows, and let the ball sink into his brain.

The memory picture became clearer.

In the courtyard of the Wang family mansion, Wang Ai sat on a chair under a tree, holding a yellow pear wood cane inlaid with silver threads, and looked at Wang Bing in front of him with a smile.

At this time, Wang Bing looked only about ten years old. He was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, with his yellow hair combed sleekly.

He looked up and asked, "Grandpa, what did you call me for?"

Wang Ai stroked the small tuft of beard on his chin and said with a smile: "Today, my great grandfather will teach you a very powerful and unique skill."

"Practicing Qi again?" Wang Bing's face, which had been filled with anticipation, instantly fell when he heard this. He curled his lips and said, "That's so boring."

"Can I not learn? I haven't even finished playing my new game console yet! I want to go back and continue playing games."

"Haha, silly grandson." Wang Ai touched Wang Bing's head lovingly, "Bullying people in the game is not as fun as bullying them in real life."

"Once you learn this, you can bully whoever you want in the future!"

Hearing this, Wang Bing's eyes finally showed interest.

"Grandpa, what are you going to teach me?"

Wang Ai did not answer directly, but first asked: "My dear grandson, do you know what 'spiritual' is?"

"Spirit?" Wang Bing's eyes rolled, and then he spoke confidently, "I know, when people die, they become spirits, and spirits are ghosts!"

"Grandpa, am I right?"

Wang Bing shook Wang Ai's arm vigorously and asked expectantly.

"Yes, yes, yes! Of course everything my dear grandson said is right!"

"But, you just mentioned 'dead spirits', which are just a type of spirit."

Wang Ai explained patiently.

He pointed around and said, "As the saying goes, everything has a spirit."

"Everything in the world, whether it is mountains, rivers, grass, trees, birds or beasts, has its own spirit."

"Refining Qi is also a way to communicate with the 'spirit'."

"Spells, magic tricks, and talismans communicate with the spirits of nature. For example, the Zhuge family's Wuhou Qimen can transform wind into ropes, the Huode Sect can draw Qi into fire... The Longhu Mountain's Five Thunder Talisman can harness the power of thunder and lightning..."

"Like the divine painting technique passed down in our Wang family, where you write on specially made 'yang paper', even if you're thousands of miles away, the corresponding 'yin paper' can receive the message. This is actually also relying on the power of the spirit."

“Witchcraft can also communicate with spirits, but it is not the spirits of nature that are being communicated with, but the soul and faith.”

"There's a creature called 'Xiong Ling' in Quan Xing. His ability is the 'Mask of Godhead'. He fights with the power of faith, impersonating a god, and ultimately becoming a god."

Wang Ai was talking excitedly while stroking his beard, but Wang Bing seemed a little impatient as he listened. He twisted and turned in his chair, looking as if he couldn't sit still.

Seeing his precious great-grandson like this, Wang Ai was not angry. He reached out and patted Wang Bing's little hand.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Great Grandpa will get to the point soon."

"My dear grandson, do you know what is the most powerful thing in witchcraft?"

Wang Ai answered his own question, "It's one of the Eight Great Skills, called Confine the Spirit and Dispatch the General."

Hearing this, Wang Bing looked up curiously and asked, "Grandpa, is this also a treasure heirloom of our Wang family?"

"Someone else figured it out." A gleam of light flashed in Wang Ai's eyes. "But it belongs to the Wang family now."

He looked down at Wang Bing.

"Grandfather will teach you a lesson. In the alien world, empty reputations like 'a flawless life' are unimportant. The benefits you gain are what really matter."

"If you want something, you'll get it by any means necessary."

"During the turmoil back then, many people said that our Wang family was greedy, but look at us now. Everyone treats me with respect. Even that old woman Guan Shihua is much more polite to me."

"Who is Guan Shihua?" Wang Bing asked doubtfully.

"It was my great-grandfather back then..." Wang Ai stopped talking halfway, coughed twice, and didn't continue.

"Ahem, that's not important."

"Come, sit down. Today I will teach you the method of summoning spirits and sending generals."

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