Chapter 30: Snake Susu

The voice was completely convinced. He could associate its existence with a faint fishy smell, and then hold it firmly with a stone. This kind of skill was definitely far superior to the founder of the Dianlong Sect.

It's just that it can't understand how this human being, who is obviously so young, can have such profound Taoist attainments——

Yes, the runes that Yang Fan carved with his knife were not martial arts, nor were they Feng Shui techniques that were barely related to Taoism, but real Taoism runes.

An ordinary stone, with the blessing of runes, absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth on its own, producing an effect that is not inferior to the pulse-suppressing tower that the founder of the Dianlong Sect spent so much effort to build. This Taoist attainment of simplifying the complex makes it possible. The snake spirit was frightened.

At this moment, Yang Fan had already taken out the knife and scratched the belly of his index finger with a grin. Blood seeped out immediately. It was not bright red, but bruised red.

A putrid smell emanated from the red blood.

Yang Fan was secretly helpless. His mortal body, which he shed when he became a saint, contained too much filth. Even his blood smelled so bad, as if it was poisonous.

Holding the previously carved stone, Yang Fan dripped his blood on it.

Suddenly, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth surged into the stone, and at the same time, the blood dripping on it seemed to have turned into a living thing, quickly spreading along the trajectory carved by the blade, and soon spread all over the stone, intertwining with countless... A strange blood-colored rune actually had a faint glow flowing around it.

Yang Fan's eyes were somewhat solemn, and he carefully checked the runes engraved on the stone. After confirming that they were correct, he threw the stone into the spring.

“Open your heart and soul and don’t resist.”

In an instant, the gurgling spring water stopped flowing.

The surroundings became extremely quiet.

Yang Fan sat on the square stone again, breathing slowly, as if waiting for something.

Half a minute later, suddenly, the spring water gushes out again, and at this moment, from the center of the spring mouth, a long and short white light as thick as a chopstick shoots out and falls in front of Yang Fan.

This was actually a slender white snake only as thick as a woman's finger.

At this time, the white snake strangely propped its tail on the ground, stood upright like a human being, and spat out gray-white snake messages from its mouth.

But between the white snake's brows, there was an existence with a blood-spotted eye, as moist as blood jade.

Immediately, the small white snake standing upright lifted its tail off the ground, and its whole body floated silently, arriving at the same level as Yang Fan's head. It met Yang Fan's eyes, with cold murderous intent and hatred flashing in its eyes.

"It's also a white snake." Yang Fan was not afraid at all, nor was he surprised that the little snake could fly. Instead, he showed a hint of recalling the past.

However, he immediately put this memory in his mind, faced the little snake's hateful eyes, and said lazily: "Once this 'Demon Control Seal' is branded, you will be driven by me forever. But I keep my word, and I will let you go after three years." You are free. Speaking of which, this 'Demon Control Seal' is overkill when used on a little snake like you who only has an innate level. I really have to suffer a loss, because as my cultivation level increases, my understanding of the world will increase. Some of it will be reflected on you, and soon you will understand that these three years of following me are better than your thousand years of hard work..."

White Snake's eyes flashed with disdain, not believing what Yang Fan said at all, and the hatred in his eyes did not diminish.

Snakes are cunning. When they promised Yang Fan before, they were actually following his plan.

As the saying goes, if a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. It can easily sense that Yang Fan is very weak now. He has no martial arts cultivation, and his body is not as good as that of ordinary people. Even if he can barely cast some forbidden spells, he can't. A clever woman cannot make a meal without rice, and her power must be limited. With her own cultivation, she can completely break through the restrictions. When the time comes, she will be the one who has the power of life and death.

However, it never expected that the Taoist magic performed by Yang Fan with such a weak body would be so powerful. The moment the restriction was imprinted on its soul, it suddenly realized that it had no possibility of breaking the restriction. From then on, it I will be a slave forever, being driven by this human being.

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And at this moment, it didn't believe that this human boy would keep his promise and give him freedom after three years.

But it's too late to say this now. With this "Demon Control Seal" around, even if it has endless murderous intentions towards Yang Fan, it can't really take action against him. Instead, it will obey his orders.

Because of this, it is even more afraid of Yang Fan. Although this human boy is young, he is definitely a true Taoist master, and the Taoism he masters is so profound that it is unbelievable.

"Okay, come in." Yang Fan now understood every thought in White Snake's mind, and raised his left hand with a smile.

Without giving an order, White Snake understood Yang Fan's intention directly through his mind through the "Demon Control Seal" as an intermediary. He jumped into Yang Fan's left sleeve and wrapped his body around his forearm.

In fact, Yang Fan did not deceive the White Snake. The "Demon Control Seal" used on it was indeed overkill.

Because this is not a magic technique in the human world, but belongs to the divine world.

There was chaos in the God Realm due to monsters, so many powerful men in the God Realm joined forces to spread this kind of magic control gate, which deliberately lowered the cultivation requirements for spell casters. Even those with low cultivation levels can wear down their own magic. Use the spirit to cast the "Demon Control Seal", enslave the monsters, and then drive the monsters to kill each other.

Just now, Yang Fan used the "Demon Control Seal" on the snake spirit by consuming his own essence, thus obtaining an innate slave.

In the God Realm, even the weakest demon beast that has just been born is far more powerful than the strong men in the outer world of the human world.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't practice at all now, Yang Fan wouldn't be willing to consume the few essences in his body to perform the "Demon Control Seal".

Although Yang Fan has no cultivation now, he can't resist the "Demon Control Seal" is too profound, and he enslaved the white snake who underestimated its power.

Now, with the white snake protecting him, Yang Fan feels that he has some self-protection power.

Without the white snake explaining anything, Yang Fan already knew that the white snake had awakened the wind control ability, which is what the martial arts masters call the supernatural power. Not only can it control the wind to attack, but it can also use the supernatural power to double its speed instantly.

"That is to say, this white snake is now at the level of the third level of the innate realm, and is known as a grandmaster in the world today." Yang Fan secretly weighed it.

The third level of the innate realm is neither high nor low. In this world with nearly a thousand powerful people from the outer world, it can barely be considered a powerful person, but it is best not to hit a wall.

However, compared with humans, the white snake is smaller in size, and under the nourishment of the three meridians under Dianlong Mountain, the strength of its soul far exceeds the third level of the innate realm, and even exceeds the fourth level of the innate realm, catching up with the outer world. If the timing is right and it is unexpected, it should not be difficult to kill a real person of the fourth level of the innate realm.

"Spiritual cultivation... I didn't expect to see it on Earth one day. This world is really different from before."

Yang Fan sighed.

He thought that he had traveled all over the earth in his previous life, but he couldn't find a real fellow practitioner, let alone spiritual cultivation.

He saw the existence of spiritual cultivation only after he entered the God Realm.

Strictly speaking, this little snake does not belong to the spirit race of the present world. Unlike the spirit race that can reproduce, the spirit cultivation is to live towards death, between life and death, and is a strange life that condenses the mysterious creation of heaven and earth.

"From now on, you will be called Su Su." Yang Fan's voice sounded in the white snake's heart.

The white snake snorted lightly, not knowing whether it was satisfied or not with this name.