A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 211 Blood Seal

"Ten days have passed. I wonder what happened to that guy's soul?"

Lu Luan's mind moved, and he took out the magic seedling again.

After appearing, he clearly felt that the screams of the old man's soul had become much weaker.

The soul within the roots had become dim and empty, as if it had been hollowed out.

Lu Luan felt it for a while, and said in his heart: "Although I can force the soul search now, it will be very difficult. Let's wait a little longer."

He gave up the idea of ​​taking action now.

Next, he began to check the magic tree again. At first glance, he found that the tiny leaves had become greener, and the small flower had withered, revealing green fruit pods the size of soybeans.

"It seems that in order to ripen a fruit, a demon cultivator's soul that is about to reach the late stage of foundation building is far from enough. How many talents did he kill to cultivate that fruit?" Lu Luan's tone was a little vague. He knew that it would definitely be bloody to ripen a demon fruit.

After looking at it for a while, he put the magic tree back and began to familiarize himself with the blood evil technique as the old man had mentioned before.

He took out a long sword and cut a bloody mark on his palm, and blood flowed out.

Next, he used his own blood to draw a seal on the ground.

When it was printed, he sat cross-legged in it.

As time passed, the bloodstains under his body sensed something and actually began to emit a soft, blood-red light.

All is calm.

As for Xiao Chan, when he felt tired of practicing alone, he would go out to play with various fishes. After playing for a while, he would sit in meditation and practice again without feeling tired.

Now it is practicing Lingtian Jue, and the old chu skill is no longer effective.

Time passes slowly.

……

On a high peak surrounded by white clouds in the sea.

A man in black sat quietly cross-legged, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a cold temperament. Although his eyes were closed, when they were opened, his pupils were definitely as cold as ice.

Around him, there were dozens of long swords! Some were broken, some were stained with blood. These seemed to be the swords of those who had been defeated or killed by his sword.

Moreover, these swords were now humming softly and swaying slightly, and then wisps of sword energy began to emanate from them and gathered in the man's body. There were various kinds of sword energy, and there was also a special divine consciousness in these sword energies, which seemed to have life, silently telling the story of their owner.

When all the sword energy had dissipated, the swords seemed to have weathered, and all shattered into pieces as fine as sand powder.

Everything was very calm afterwards. The man's aura was extremely restrained, as if he was brewing and preparing for something to explode.

The wind blew the fallen leaves gently down in front of him.

However, just as it approached him, it broke into two pieces silently.

Moreover, the fracture was very neat, as if it had been cut by something sharp.

"Snapped!"

A branch three meters away from the man suddenly broke without any warning.

"boom!"

The next moment, waves suddenly appeared on the ground and a transparent wind appeared around the man like a tornado.

This is a storm composed entirely of sword energy!

The man did not pay attention to the changes around him and continued to sit cross-legged quietly.

Between his eyebrows, the pure sword intent became more condensed.

It seems like something is about to come out.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, when the sword intent reached its limit, a two-meter-high sword composed entirely of sword energy suddenly emerged from his body. It was so sharp that it seemed that the sword energy would cut your pupils if you just looked at it.

With the appearance of the sword, the surrounding sword energy storm immediately spread far away, and the grass and trees were cut into pieces wherever it passed.

After everything calmed down and the sword intent disappeared, the man slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was calm and still as cold as ice. He said softly, "I have finally established my foundation."

Next, looking at a narrow peak five meters wide in front of him, he raised two fingers of his right hand, slanted them to his left shoulder, and gently chopped them down.

A sword energy with a faint glow appeared and broke through the air forward.

Then it sank directly into the mountain.

After a breath, the top of the peak shook suddenly, and finally split into two halves, tilting and falling down.

A figure flashed, and there was no one on the stone.

……

Twenty days later.

seabed.

"That's almost it."

Lu Luan slowly opened his eyes, and the faint red seal under his body disappeared.

Twenty days have passed, and it is time to search the soul.

Next, he thought about it and took out the magic tree.

However, no screams were heard at this time. Although there were still calls, they were like the lamentations of an old man who had been ill for a long time and was about to die.

Lu Luan felt it and found that the old man's soul was on the verge of breaking. He then opened his hands and channeled his true energy forward.

With one pull, the old man's soul was pulled out.

Now this soul is in a confused state and has no consciousness at all.

Lu Luan gently placed his hand on the soul, closed his eyes, and began to invade.

"what!"

The soul that had been motionless began to scream again and struggled painfully in Lu Luan's hands.

With a flash before his eyes, part of his consciousness entered the old man's memory.

He first appeared outside a hut in a village, and in front of him, a group of children were fighting.

It seems that this demon cultivator is just like him, born as an ordinary mortal.

He was not interested in these and just skipped over them. He then saw another young man entering the Immortal Gate.

Skip again.

The young man left the sect and wandered on the sea.

Lu Luan kept jumping in his memory.

The old man has over a hundred years of memory. With his level of cultivation, it would take him at least ten years to check it all bit by bit, so the pulse kept beating.

In fact, this is the case with most soul searches. Who would want to look at those unimportant memories?

After a while.

"found it."

After more than a dozen jumps, the old man was already eighty years old.

Lu Luan saw that a slightly older and seriously injured man was being chased by his enemies. He fled all the way and finally escaped by diving into a crack on the seabed and with the help of powerful sea monsters around him.

However, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. The man found a skeleton in a cave under the rift. He was instantly overjoyed when he discovered that the other person had a storage ring on his finger.

After opening it, I found that there were several magic secrets books inside.

"It seems to be among them."

Outside, Lu Luan talked to himself.

Next, continue to go deeper.

He knew that magic skills were extremely confusing, and he was afraid that he would not be able to resist practicing and become possessed by the devil, so he simply skipped this memory.

In this sea area which is mostly populated by immortal cultivators, if he were to become possessed by the devil, he would definitely be hunted down constantly. Moreover, not to mention anything else, just take Xiao Xi as an example. Once he becomes possessed by the devil, there would be no possibility for the two of them to be together. After all, immortals and demons cannot coexist.

Moreover, the sect was also destroyed by the devil, including the master, senior brothers and sisters, etc.

Soon, he found the memory about the Blood Evil Technique.

Then he began to look carefully.

A quarter of an hour later.

Lu Luan opened his eyes, as if he had watched a reincarnation, and then he casually threw the soul to the magic tree to continue absorbing it, sneering: "This old thing is really not honest."

Through soul searching, he discovered that the Blood Evil Technique that the old man had mentioned before had a very inconspicuous loophole in its mid-term content. It might not be discovered during practice, but it would be absolutely fatal later on.

After feeling a little dizzy, he frowned and said, "Although I have consumed almost all of his strength, the forced soul search still brought me some backlash. This method really can't be used often."

After shaking his head, he said bitterly: "I wish I had such good luck. It seems that cultivation really depends on opportunity."

He envied the old man's opportunities.

After combing his hair a little, he frowned and said to himself, "I wonder if I can master this blood evil technique in three months."

He also observed how the old man practiced. Otherwise, even with the auxiliary elixirs, it would take him two or three years to master it.

After taking the elixir, he sat cross-legged and continued practicing.

The whole person was like a statue, motionless.

However, the two-meter-wide seal beneath his body became more and more condensed and obvious.

……

Three months later.

Lu Luan was bathed in the scarlet blood light emanating from the ground, and the momentum was extremely loud.

Fortunately, he chose to practice on the seabed, otherwise the waves would spread and easily cause trouble.

Xiao Can sat in the distance and watched curiously. After more than three months of practice, combined with his own foundation, he successfully broke through to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

It's only been a few years, but it has grown to eight pounds while playing and sleeping. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.

"It's done!"

When the last blood-colored line lit up, Lu Luan suddenly opened his eyes. It took him three months to finally condense the Blood Evil Seal.

"Brother, what are you practicing? It's so weird."

Xiaocan asked with a frown.

Lu Luan smiled, put away the blood seal, patted its little head and said, "It's nothing, just an ordinary secret technique."

He didn't want Xiao Can to know about this evil practice of using human corpses to practice martial arts.