Chapter 454 Raising Swords, Raising Pots, Raising Souls (Eighteenth!)
Looking at Wu Yan who had lost any vitality, Lin Tian was silent and stared at it for a long while.
"died?!"
After a long time, Lin Tian finally murmured softly, but then he suddenly squeezed his fists and yelled loudly: "Want to die? You are the first disciple I accept in this world. I, Lin Bei, will not let you die. Even if Hades comes, he won’t be able to take it away!”
After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Li, showing a ruthless look, and shouted loudly: "Zhou Li, eight candles, three sticks of incense, a jar for nourishing souls, and three things, I limit you to give them to me within fifteen minutes." Get it, or I'll kill you!"
Hearing this, Zhou Li trembled all over.
Soul jar? Where can I get it!
Zhou Li's face was full of bitterness, but at this moment he could see that Lin Tian was in a rampage, and he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly bowed and said, "I'll do it now!"
When Zhou Li ran out of the villa, Lin Tian quickly got up and closed all the curtains of the villa.
The villa was plunged into darkness, and Lin Tian kept playing repeated spells at every window and door, each time biting his tongue and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"I don't have any materials to set up the array, so I can only use spiritual energy and blood essence to set up the simplest soul-sealing array! But, it is enough to leave your last ray of soul!"
Lin Tianpan sat in the middle of the villa hall, his face was a little pale, he played a few spells, and suddenly pointed towards his own eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Sky Eye, open!"
Celestial Eye Technique is a spell specially used to see the soul clearly.
As a wave of true energy lingered around his eyes, Lin Tian's eyes suddenly emitted a gloomy light.
He slowly looked around the villa.
Not long after, Lin Tian saw a white light in a corner of the hall near the window, and a transparent soul could be vaguely seen inside, which looked exactly like Wu Yan.
"Soul fixation!"
Lin Tian shouted again, and spit out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his hands were filled with zhenqi, forming a mysterious and strange net of zhenqi, which wrapped the mouthful of blood, and then shrouded it towards a white light ball.
The ball of light that was about to flutter away was suddenly frozen there, sending out waves of fluctuations, as if struggling.
"If you want to save your life and bring you back to life, Master can only do this!"
Lin Tian looked at the struggling light group, his eyes were reddish, and his voice trembled slightly, "When Master finds the soul-calling fruit in the future, I will reshape the soul and wake up the memory for you, and then use the god wood and the earth spirit liquid to gather the heavenly spirit for you." Body!"
As for Wu Yan, at the beginning Lin Tian was only moved by his persistent thoughts and reluctantly accepted him as a registered disciple.
Then seeing that the other party's xinxing was so good, he passed on the real method of self-cultivation and let him get started.
However, after several times, he tried his best to protect Xu Tangge and his sister.
Now, he is willing to sacrifice his life for the people around him.
At this moment, Lin Tian has regarded Wu Yan as his true inheritance disciple, and he must rescue him!
When Lin Tian finished all this, Zhou Li just came back out of breath.
He held a bunch of things in his hands, eight candles and three sticks of incense, and a dark soul jar with various hideous patterns drawn on it, similar to ghost charms and the like.
"Three sticks of incense, light them and place them in the middle of the room! Eight candles, after lighting them, place them according to the eight trigrams—Zhen, Li, Dui, Kan, Xun, Kun, Qian, and Gen!"
Lin Tian took the soul-raising pot and told Zhou Li: "After all this is done, you will wait for me outside the villa!"
Zhou Li didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he picked up his things and went to work quickly. When everything was done, he walked out immediately.
hum~
As Zhou Li walked out, Lin Tianchao tried to inject a trace of true energy into the soul-cultivating pot, and made a slight roar.
"There is still some spirituality. This soul-raising pot, together with the monster like Xiaotian, is enough to keep Wu Yan's soul alive for hundreds of years!"
Lin Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put the soul nourishing pot on the ground, dripped a stream of blood essence on it, and played a few formulas to refine it.
After refining the Soul Cultivation Jar, Lin Tian looked at the frozen light group, and cautiously moved upwards, "Shift Soul!"
As his words fell, the light group slowly moved towards the soul raising jar.
Wow~
But when the light group was about to approach the soul-raising jar, there was a sudden wind blowing from the flat ground in the villa, which made the light group sway erratically, as if it was about to shatter and scatter.
And the candles in the eight directions of the hall are also flickering.
"court death!"
Lin Tian's eyes turned cold, and he condensed a ball of true energy with one hand, and slammed it out in all directions, "The two soul restraining envoys of the underworld, if you perform the soul restraining technique of separating boundaries today, Wu Yan This soul is destroyed, and in the future, I, Lin Beiliu, will smash and erase your underworld domain!"
Sen Leng's cold words resounded in the villa.
The next moment, the dark wind that was originally sweeping away disappeared in an instant.
This time Lin Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and sent the light ball into the soul raising jar.
"Originally, the dragon's beard was to be integrated into Yaoru Xiaotian, but now that's all for now! Let this soul-raising pot be fused with Yaoru Xiaotian!"
Lin Tian summoned a monster like Xiaotian, and continuously played spells in his hands, his voice was as cold as ice, "From now on, nourish the sword with blood, the jar with the sword, and the soul with the jar!"
"Refine!"
After uttering one word, the demon in front of him, Ru Xiaotian, turned into a green awn and submerged into the soul-raising jar, and the soul-raising jar also began to tremble, shrinking slowly, and turned into a dark green flying sword.
Outside the villa.
Zhou Li's face was still full of anxiety and apprehension.
"Did Senior Lin want to do that just now? It's just that the person is dead, and the gods can't save him!"
With a deep sigh, Zhou Li shook his head slightly and said to himself: "It's just that this time, the Kong family, who has been keeping a low profile all the year round, is doomed to be a flash in the pan because the juniors who have entered the Xianshan sect and returned with success in cultivation are destined to be short-lived! Kill the disciple of Senior Lin, This enmity can be described as an unresolved enmity!"
And at this moment, a shiny black Audi drove up and stopped in front of the villa yard.
There were two people getting in and out of the car. When they saw Zhou Li standing in the yard, they all showed surprise, and then hurried up.
"Old Zhou, why are you standing outside?"
The leader was a potbellied man with gold-rimmed glasses. He stepped forward and said in a slightly respectful tone.
If Lin Tian saw this person, he would definitely recognize him. It was Qian Lei, Secretary Qian of the city government.
"Lu Yupeng met Mr. Zhou!"
The man who followed Qian Lei had a hint of flattery on his face, he stepped forward and said respectfully.
"So it's Boss Lu! Secretary Qian mentioned to me before that you want to develop an amusement park in the north of the city with us in Haicheng!"
Zhou Li nodded slightly, and said: "However, we have to discuss this matter slowly. After all, the amusement park is no more profitable than before. Maybe we can use that land for other things and make full use of it!"
"Old Zhou is right! No matter what you do, as long as you can cooperate with Haicheng, you will never lose money!"
Lu Yupeng quickly replied: "Why don't we go in and talk, Mr. Zhou?"
"That's right, Mr. Zhou, I want to go in and have a few drinks with you!"
Qian Lei on the side smiled and echoed.
