Chapter 67 Calling the Name and Drinking the Shape to Capture the Soul
The wizard Juyanda was cunning and suspicious by nature. He naturally refused to believe that the child of Huangkou could do anything about his own family. Therefore, when he saw that he was invited to fight, the other party just sent a stinky child, he had a few more thoughts in his mind.
"What did those Middle-earth people refuse to fight, but sent a mundane junior to do?"
The great wizard Juyan thought to himself, "Did they say they won this game and sent someone to die? But looking at the black-skinned gourd, it seems to be a bit capable, I don't know if it is a person who is strong outside and does the middle. The Middle-earth people are cunning, I need to be on guard for a while."
Ju Yan spoke to a tall and thin black wizard behind him, "Let's freeze, go up and take this time!"
The thin black wizard, wearing a fur robe and a sticky hat, showed a hint of sinisterness in his eyes. Looking at Yuantong who had already stood in the court, he muttered in Hu language: "Great wizard, if I kill this kid, please give me his head." The great wizard Juyan laughed and said with a sacred manner: "Frozen, if you win, all the enemy's things will be your spoil."
The wizard named Jiyeon thanked Juyan, and he jumped up with a bone staff.
Seeing both sides going to court, King Yiqu frowned slightly undetectedly. He knew that Yuantong, the young man surnamed Zhu. The last time Zhu Dahao Shang brought his youngest son to the Yiqu King's banquet, was a year ago. King Yiqu remembered clearly that the young man was just a gangster, with a pride of the Middle-earth people. He had no other skills except the Quanrong nobles who did not admire the rebellion of the Qu Kingdom.
"Could this wizard from Middle-earth have no ability? Otherwise, why would this kid come on stage?" King Yiqiu was a little worried. If Chen Ang and others only had the ability to speak, then his planning would become a joke!
The King of Yiqu coughed, and a nobleman next to him suddenly heard the sound of the strings and came out to dissuade him: "Four distinguished guests from Zhongdi, the competition in front of the king is not as good as you Zhongdi, and you have the intention of asking for advice from the younger generation. Our Yiqu tribe has always advocated warriors and is not afraid of life and death. Even if you compete in front of the king, there will inevitably be a desperate battle. You are still a baby, are you going to change to an adult..."
King Yiqiu was looking for a step here, and the great wizard Juyan naturally refused. He gave Qiyan a wink. The thin black wizard Qiyan immediately carried the bone staff and shouted: "Since you are on the ring, you will fight to the death, so how can you make a substitution in the last battle?"
After saying that, he shouted loudly, and grabbed a hand of witch medicine in the sheepskin bag on his back with his left hand, sprinkled it out, and sprayed it out, and ignited a powdery witch medicine. A flame burned, like a poisonous snake, and shot towards Yuantong's face. At the same time, he waved a heavy bone staff and smashed it hard towards Yuantong. Looking at the head of the cow horn staff, he might be able to break the cervical spine.
After all, Yuantong had no experience in fighting. At first, he was frightened and had no time to react. He immediately showed his timidity and sold a big flaw. Only then did he swung his staff up and took the opportunity to make up for the attack.
The faint poisonous fire just reached within three feet of Yuantong, which caused the reaction of the black-skinned gourd on his head. A black mist spurted out from the gourd's mouth. It took a turn and the poisonous fire to be retracted. The frozen bone rod smashed towards Yuantong's vital point, and was also blocked by the black mist. A dense and tough air wall under his hand called the force on the bone rod, which was like hitting the void and unable to be removed.
I felt my chest stuffy when I was frozen, and I couldn't lift it up in one breath, and my face turned pale in an instant.
Fortunately, Yuantong still remembered Chen Ang’s instructions, shrank back and shouted: “Baby, please turn around!”
The gourd tilted downwards, and I heard an echo in the gourd, "Baby, please turn around! Please turn around! Turn around!" I suddenly felt a stream of energy being captured by the gourd, and my mind was confused and I couldn't tell the left and right. I only remember that sentence, please turn around. In a daze, my soul was captured by people. Then I twisted my body and turned to the great wizard of Juyan.
Yuantong was shocked and said, "So this is how it is used? This magic weapon of the immortal family is really mysterious. I thought that when the gourd turns, a sword light will be emitted and the guy will take off his head!"
He called out to the gourd again: "Please kill me if you are baby!"
"Please kill someone! Kill someone! People!" A echoing voice came from the mouth of the gourd. You can vaguely see that a small crescent moon appeared on the belly of the black-skinned gourd. In which direction the sound was not only frozen, but several wizards and warriors in that direction felt their heads sinking and they were confused and had no idea why.
Qiyan roared, his eyes were blood red, and his body expanded several times. He almost tried to damage the burning potential of the longevity. He slashed forward with a staff, slashing a shocked wizard in front of Juyan's great wizard into his chest. Juyan's great wizard was about to slap Qiyan to death, but suddenly felt a chill behind his head. A strong wind came to his ears, and he hurriedly lying on the ground. A scimitar roared and slashed the back of Juyan's great wizard.
However, it was a Quanrong warrior, with red eyes and two swords in his hand slashing and killing people.
The warrior was obviously a powerful character. Chen Ang saw several nobles on the Yiqu King's side, and couldn't help but exclaim a name. In the blink of an eye, the warrior had already chopped seven or eight heads in the row, and was carrying other crazy guards, slashing around like crazy. Some of them had killed the people around them, and they killed the Yiqu King, and some were also coming to Chen Ang.
The great wizard of Juyan brought many guards, including the last wizard and four or five nobles. In that moment, all of the guards were crazy! Even among the wizards, a few of them had low cultivation levels. However, those nobles had a trace of their desire, and none of them were taken away. But they were not lucky. The fastest death was the few nobles.
King Yiqu looked at the blood splashing Lutai, and felt a little happy in his heart, but he looked at Yuantong with a blank expression, and turned his head and looked at his bad master with a conditioned reflex. He touched a peach somewhere, squatted while gnawing at Wukong, who was watching the fun. The gourd on Yuantong's head also turned around.
The gourd was facing the direction, the slaves and nobles were frightened and fled in fear.
The Yiqiu King above quickly shouted: "Xiao Xiansheng, hurry up and collect your magical powers!"
Wukong approached Chen Ang and asked in a low voice: "Master, what kind of magical power did you make for Yuantong? Every time he called that 'baby', I was panicked." Chen Ang smiled and said: "That is a side magic that calls the name of the soul. I added a forbidden method to impeach the soul. The black-skinned gourd was refined by a tiger demon. It was born to control the evil spirit. I used the magic, so I could use the wind to call the name of one soul and three spirits to leave the body, throw it into the gourd, and turn it into the ghost, and the body outside the gourd was also manipulated by people."
"This kind of a slutty and left-minded art can only deal with some lower-level third-rate who have not passed the three disasters and have not entered the immortals' naturalization. It is not as good as the other one who can be called a name and fallen into the horse and cannot be defended by the Golden Immortal."
Wukong said inexplicably: "Master, does not the art of calling the name and drinking the body have to call someone's real name? Even the method of soul-catching and soul-catching must be answered by someone and absorbing the aura of that sound to plot against it? This Yuantong does not need to shout his life, and does not require anyone to respond. Baby, why can the baby restrain his soul? "
Chen Ang smiled and said, "This is your master's supernatural power. The black-skinned gourd does not need to use a name and sound to absorb the slightest energy. If he is breathing with his mouth and nose, he can be captured by the black-skinned gourd and attracts the soul to impeach him."
The master and disciple discussed magical powers and magic. Except for the Hu monk who was transformed by Dashizhi, who was sitting aside, the ghosts whose souls were taken by the gourd were just considered to have no existence. Everyone else was killed! After the wizard Juyan died, he was also shocked by the madness of these people who were fearless and retreated and fled outside the door.
The Yiqiu King above exclaimed repeatedly, Yuantong hugged the gourd and was in a hurry, shouting: "Baby! Baby!" But no evil spirit was willing to respond and could not control them to kill people.
Still, Chen Ang couldn't stand it and didn't want to call the whole family every time he attended the banquet, and the host died.
He reminded him: "This magical power is based on a thought. If you have a pure thought, how can the gourd respond to you? Moreover, the art of calling the form is the most important thing to avoid being unclear. If you want to manipulate those evil spirits, you must have some true feelings and true meanings in your mouth. You must be more earnest. Such random shouting will make even ghosts deceive you!"
After Yuantong received the guidance of his ancestors, he realized that he calmed down and shouted to the living ghosts: "Please stop if you are a baby!"
Chapter completed!