Han Ming's face was not bad, but at this moment, he suddenly lowered his posture, from cold and strong to low-lying and small, which suddenly made people's hearts shake.
Under the mask of the pale iron armor, Ning Zhuo was Gu Jing Wubo.
He took out Han Ming's magic weapon soul shuttle: "I heard that the techniques of your Soul Devouring Sect can directly increase the soul foundation by devouring souls."
"If you reverse the technique, you can instill your soul elites into others after purifying them through magic weapons. Although this move has a large loss, it has no negative impact."
"With this ability, your sect allows the seniors who are about to reach the end of their life to transmit soul power, which can add a powerful foundation to the junior monks in an instant. This is also one of the main reasons why the Soul Eater Sect has become a major demonic sect."
"Han Ming, I want to ask you to help me practice."
The Fenghun Blood Incense Pill belonged to the elixir, and Ning Zhuo's soul could not be brought into the palace.
Even if you eat it before entering the palace, it will not last long.
Ning Zhuo prefers to do it in one step, why not directly increase the soul foundation?
When he saw the information about the Fenghun Blood Incense Pill, and after seeing Han Ming, he decided to capture Han Ming alive.
Hearing the words of the bearded guest, Han Ming's eyes widened, and the chill instantly spread all over his body: "I understand, I am your real prey!"
"What attack on Ziyang Villa is a cover!"
"This is a game, a vicious trap!"
Han Ming screamed, struggling hard, driving the heavy chains on his body.
The other end of the chain was firmly fixed to the wall of the cell, and it collided with the wall, making a clanging sound.
The bearded guest Ning Zhuo looked at her quietly, until Han Ming calmed down, and then said: "You are too excited, this is not good for your injury."
Hearing this, Han Ming had just calmed down, and then became furious again, cursing continuously.
Ning Zhuo listened quietly, and waited again until Han Ming scolded until his voice was exhausted and stopped himself.
"Do you want to drink water?"
Ning Zhuo's fingers moved slightly, and his fingertips extended a mana condensed thread. Under the line, a puppet man carried a water cup on his back, climbed all the way from the top of Han Ming's feet, calves, thighs, and abdomen, then stood on his chest, held the water glass high, and handed it to Han Ming's mouth.
Han Ming's aura began to thicken again.
But her struggle and scolding just now took a lot of effort, she stared at Ning Zhuo and finally lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the water glass.
The next moment, she lowered her head to drink water.
It was indeed thirsty.
The main thing is that she has become a prisoner, and if the beard guest wants to harm her, there are various methods, and there is no need to go around and poison herself in the water.
After drinking water, Han Ming calmed down a little.
"There is one thing, I don't understand!" Han Ming raised his head, his brows furrowed, and his eyes stared at the face of the dangling guest, "Sun Lingtong is a dignified disciple, why did he join forces with you? What is your relationship?"
Ning Zhuo smiled faintly: "Since more than ten years ago, I have acquired information from him."
"I watched him a little bit, a little bit of effort, and finally took charge of the black market in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City and gained a firm foothold in this immortal city."
"Our interests are very strong."
Han Ming snorted coldly: "That's all?"
"That's all, let him and you join forces to frame me, risking offending the Soul Devouring Sect?"
"Once something happens, let me escape, his foundation in the Fire Persimmon Immortal City, as well as you, will be finished!"
"We are not those who play with the rules of the righteous path."
Ning Zhuo smiled lightly again: "Then did you escape? Did you spread the news to the outside world?"
Han Ming: ......
Ning Zhuo continued: "Attacking Ziyang Villa is not all a cover. At least, we did get a lot of elixirs."
As soon as he mentioned this, Han Ming became excited again.
"You two miscellaneous things, damn guys! My master will definitely avenge me, tearing your bones and skin, crushing your souls and falling into endless pain!"
Ning Zhuo waved his hand: "Calm down, calm down, okay?"
"Anger is not good for your health."
"Didn't you promise me just now, you can do anything. Then come and help me practice."
"Hehehe, hahaha." Han Ming raised his head, let out a piercing laugh, and even burst into tears.
"Bah." She suddenly stopped laughing, spat at the mouth, and said with great hatred, "You are dreaming!"
The spitting foam flew into the air, was blocked by Ning Zhuo's mana, and landed weakly on the ground.
Han Ming's voice was cold to the bone: "I have practiced diligently and diligently for many years to have today's foundation and foundation. You asked me to break my soul heritage to help you practice? Hehehe, you look so ugly, you think so beautiful!"
"Hard work?" Ning Zhuo was puzzled and asked rhetorically, "Your Soul Devouring Sect's rank nine soul devouring technique can devour other people's souls and boost your own heritage. It's obviously ruthless plundering, how can it be hard work?"
This is the biggest difference between the demonic path and the righteous path.
The cultivation resources of righteous path cultivators are basically thunder, rain, dew, flowers, birds, insects, and fish.
The cultivation resources of the demonic monks were the other monks themselves. For example, blood, soul, body, etc.
Han Ming retorted: "You are a layman, you only know one thing and don't know the other!"
"Do you think the Rank 9 Soul Devouring Technique is so easy to practice? Can you devour his soul and transform it all into your own heritage?"
"Hmph! If it is so easy to cultivate, then my Soul Devouring Sect cannot be just one of the major sects of the Demon Sect, and it has long been the unification of the demonic path!"
"50%, at most 50%!"
"The closer the devouring soul is to the main body, the smaller the difference, and the higher the harvest."
"You can't use it often."
"It's like eating, if you eat too much, you will die."
"We also need a lot of time and a lot of auxiliary resources to help our souls digest it."
"If it is not digested thoroughly, the soul will be deformed, which will bring very huge sequelae."
"Of course, in my Soul Devouring Sect, there are not no people who are eager for quick success. They ignored the deformity of their souls and frantically devoured his souls, and their strength would improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. But if you do this, there will definitely be no future."
Han Ming was not short-sighted, she had a low-level talent and a corpse aura, and with this alone, she had surpassed most monks.
Han Ming has always paid attention to digestion and maintained the purity of his soul.
She is very focused on her future.
Because of this, she was extremely resistant and didn't want to cooperate at all. Let her take the initiative to give up the foundation she has worked so hard to accumulate for decades to others?
simply impossible.
Especially this person is still her enemy!
"Don't want me to cooperate with you! Kill me, that's how it is!" Han Ming is also very cunning.
She could see that Ning Zhuo was asking for her and was fearless. I said this on purpose, trying to gain some initiative.
Ning Zhuo sighed faintly: "I persuade you with kind words, but I hope you will cooperate obediently."
"If you cooperate well, I can promise you, and after a while, I will let you go."