Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

Yu family.

After Yu Changsheng helped the Iron Eagle King break through to the first and sixth level, he took out the divine consciousness spell in his room.

"Thousand Thoughts Slash" has a simple introduction. It mainly targets the enemy's consciousness and soul. When used, the consciousness can be turned into a knife and cut off the opponent's consciousness.

Yu Changsheng studied it carefully and found that it was very mysterious. The conditions for casting the spell were very stringent. The caster must have strong spiritual consciousness. Otherwise, if he casts it once, his spiritual consciousness may be damaged.

The divine consciousness of beast control masters is generally stronger than that of other monks, and Yu Changsheng has reached the foundation building level, so this method is not difficult for him.

"It's a good spell to use for sneak attacks."

Yu Changsheng beamed with joy. Thousand Thoughts Slash was extremely difficult to guard against. It was invisible to the naked eye and could only be detected by monks using their spiritual sense.

The spiritual consciousness range of a monk in the Qi refining stage is one hundred meters, but under a thousand thoughts, this distance is less than a breath away.

"First, we must gather our spiritual consciousness and form a sword into a sword."

"Thousands of thoughts can turn spiritual consciousness into various weapons in just one thought, and swords are the easiest weapons to form!"

"Using spiritual consciousness to kill enemies is truly a terrifying spell!"

Yu Changsheng soon began to experiment, releasing his spiritual consciousness and condensing it in mid-air.

The invisible and transparent spiritual consciousness was operated through magic, and his consciousness gradually took shape.

But because of his lack of experience, the condensed prototype fell apart as soon as he relaxed.

"I'm so tired. It feels like I've been hit in the head. I'm dizzy!"

"It seems that we can only wait until the consciousness recovers."

Yu Changsheng reluctantly put away his consciousness, sighed, and said distressedly: "You can't use this spell at once."

The previous few times of practicing magical arts and beast-control techniques were all done at the same time, but not this time. It seems that you must use your spiritual consciousness to condense swords and weapons.

An hour later, Yu Changsheng got up and tried again.

"It's still a little short of heat."

His consciousness dispersed again, and Yu Changsheng shook his head.

If his control ability were more refined, he might be able to succeed!

Yu Changsheng tried two more times, and finally became familiar with this method of condensing spiritual consciousness, and then the invisible sword of spiritual consciousness appeared in front of him!

"Success!"

[You have mastered Thousand Thoughts Slash, do you want to add some points? 】

"add a bit!"

With just one thought, Yu Changsheng gained a lot more knowledge in his mind, and he also had a better understanding of the method of controlling spiritual consciousness.

"Thousand Thoughts Slash!"

His eyes flashed with a stern look, and he used his spiritual consciousness to condense a flying sword, and then stabbed it towards the head of the bed.

The flying sword of consciousness set off a gust of wind and passed through the wooden bed and the room.

No physical harm caused.

But with that momentum, Yu Changsheng has no doubt that slashing at the enemy can seriously injure the opponent, ranging from nerve-wracking to soul-crushing in severe cases!

"good."

After releasing Qian Nian Zhan once, Yu Changsheng's face became much pale, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This is a trump card that can exceed others' expectations. After all, there are very few monks who can attack with spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness can be compared to foundation building!

The peak of Qi refining?

I don’t know what it would be like to fall for this trick!

Yu Changsheng lay down on the bed a little tired, closed his eyes, stopped practicing, and fell asleep.

The spiritual consciousness has been consumed too much and needs to be restored.

The next day.

Many disciples in the Yu family were nervous, fearing that monks from the Chen family would come knocking on their door.

Yu Tairan was sitting in the hall, stroking the wooden sword with a calm look on his face.

"Father, all the clansmen who are not monks have been arranged to the back. When the battle starts in the front, two monks will take them to escape."

Yu Chenghe came from outside and said with a sad expression: "How far they can escape depends on their luck."

The monks at the peak of Qi refining were fighting fiercely. A sword energy swept through, and a large number of mortals would be killed or injured. Those tribesmen without cultivation could only struggle like ants, praying that it would not affect them.

As the head of the Yu family, he failed to protect his own people, which was a dereliction of duty.

Yu Tairan looked at him and said: "Don't be confused. Just kill as many Chen family members as you want and pay for their blood debts and avenge them."

Yu Chenghe bowed his head and said yes, but his performance was obviously unacceptable.

"You, with your temper, can be the patriarch of a family, but you cannot become a swordsman."

"No descendant of the family can master my swordsmanship."

"It's a pity, it's a pity."

Yu Tairan stood up and said: "Your child, Yu Changsheng, although his talent in swordsmanship is limited, he will achieve success in other paths."

"That child knows better than you what the path to immortality is."

Speaking of Yu Changsheng, Yu Chenghe couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Okay, go get ready. How many of our Yu family can survive this time depends on God's will. I will lead you to break through with all my strength."

After Yu Tairan asked Yu Chenghe to retreat, he held the wooden sword in his hand, walked out of the hall, came to the vast martial arts stage, and slowly began to dance with the sword, just like himself when he was a teenager.

"The swords are ready for you, let's see who of you comes to get it first!"

When the sword fell, the martial arts stage split into two, and a sharp sword intent shot straight into the sky, sweeping across the entire Yu family's mansion, raising the fighting spirit of the monks still in the front yard.

Yu Changsheng also looked at this sword intent and sighed with great pride in his heart: "Sword cultivator, he is really handsome."

The next day, early in the morning.

The monks from the Chen family surrounded Yu Mansion.

"Yu Tairan, obediently open the defensive formation and capture him without any help. We can still be open to letting the rest of your tribe go!"

"If you stubbornly resist, don't blame us for being ruthless and ruthless and destroying your clan!"

The person standing at the front shouting was Chen Tianyun, Chen Hai's father.

At this time, he was wearing a black robe with a cold expression. He was holding a spear-shaped magic weapon and pointed it at the defensive formation to give orders to the tribesmen.

"Attack me!"

"Bang bang bang!"

When they received no response, they attacked with all their strength to break through the defensive formation.

Chen Tianyun felt filled with pleasure when she saw the trembling Yu Qi Refining cultivators under the defensive formation.

Hai'er who dares to kill him, I will destroy your clan. Today, with the Chen family's third qi-refining pinnacle, and several monks from the Tang family, even I Tairan doesn't dare to be arrogant!

"Do you think it will be okay if you hide in a turtle shell? Hahaha, how many times can your magic circle withstand us?"

"Break it for me!"

Chen Tianyun stabbed the defensive formation with a spear, and a sharp light exploded in mid-air.

Boom!

The defensive formation trembled violently and was covered with cracks, as if it was about to break at any moment.

"Keep attacking!" Chen Tianyun shouted fiercely.

"Kill!" Chen Yuanbai's eyes were red, and he controlled nine flying knives to slash at the crack one after another.

"Pfft!"

The defensive formation finally couldn't bear it anymore and shattered into pieces.

At this moment, a bright light lit up in the Yu Mansion, making everyone in the Chen family unable to open their eyes.

"Tianyun, be careful!" Chen Yuanbai shouted in shock.

"Noisy!" Yu Tairan waved his wooden sword.

A ray of sword light shot out from Yu Mansion and struck Chen Tianyun's head with a powerful sword force.

Chen Tianyun's mind has been captured by the sword energy and he cannot move.