The Monk

Chapter 1,195 Someone failed

As soon as the last four words came out, both Jin and Dajin showed joy on their faces. This meant that Zhang was afraid that he would no longer rest, but instead tried his best to help the Jin family save people, and immediately thanked him continuously. Zhang Ai waved his hands without saying a word and went to where the disciples were stationed.

So from that day on, Zhang was afraid of falling into this same routine of annihilating the soul. As more and more disciples were treated, the cultivation level of the disciples who needed to remove the host spirit gradually became higher and higher, making it more and more difficult for him, and there were even cases where he could not kill the host spirit in time. In other words, after the inhabiting soul rushed out of the skeleton, quickly swallowed up the thin spiritual energy formed by the star grass, and then quickly returned to the skeleton, Zhang Wei's cultivation level was not able to trap the inhabiting soul. .

As the number of people in need of treatment increases, more and more such situations occur. Hundreds of host souls with a cultivation level above the Dan Formation stage have escaped calmly.

The soul is alive and thinking. After being hunted, the first reaction is to hide it and never come out. No matter how much these people eat star grass, it is useless.

Zhang Ai, on the other hand, has no time to take care of these people. Although he has sent away more than one million ordinary people, more than one million Qi refining disciples, and more than ten or two hundred thousand Foundation building disciples, the more he goes on, the more... Trouble, the master's soul is very difficult to deal with. Zhang Ai has put all his energy on these people, how can he still have time to consider those more than a hundred people?

What he wants to treat now are the children of the Jin family who are in the elixir formation stage and above. Each person's soul is very powerful, and they are also smarter and more flexible. In order to ensure that they could be killed safely, Zhang Weijing no longer dared to scatter hundreds of thousands of souls at once and kill them all together like he did with ordinary people and low-level disciples. At this point, Zhang was afraid of controlling the number of souls sent out to around 3,000. If there were too many, he would make more mistakes, and if there were too few, he would waste time.

If it's just a simple mistake, it doesn't matter. The worst case scenario is that you have to start over again. But the problem is that the soul is alive, and the devil knows what it is thinking. What if you get impulsive and die? If the host soul committed suicide, the host would definitely not be much better, and Zhang was determined not to take the risk.

As the number of controlled souls becomes smaller and smaller, progress becomes slower and slower. From the first few days, more than two million ordinary people and low-level disciples were conquered, to now around 10,000 people a day. It’s really amazing. Zhang was afraid that the torment would be enough.

Later, the more he struggled, the more annoyed he became, and Zhang was afraid that he would go crazy. But when his life was at stake, he didn't dare to do anything casually, so he had to grit his teeth and try his best to save the lives of these unknown people.

Today is already the tenth day, and we have finally taken care of all the people below the high level of the Dan Formation Stage. In other words, except for the masters of the Fourth Hall of the Jin Family, all the people have been taken care of. Even many low-level disciples in the outer hall have retreated to the city. At this time, on the grassland, only masters with cultivation levels above the top level of the pill formation stage are left.

At this time, Zhang was really resting. He lay lazily on the grass, stretched his body comfortably, did nothing, and did not exercise or adjust his breath. He just lay like that for more than an hour, and then Start talking: "How are they?"

These are the disciples he has worked day and night for the past ten days, trying their best to save but failed. There are a total of one hundred and seventy-six of them, each of them is at the level of pill formation or above, and there are even more than ten Nascent Soul monks.

Jin Er replied: "I don't know."

In the past few days, these one hundred and seventy-six people have been taking a large amount of star grass every day. Because of their insufficient cultivation, they have no idea what is going on in their bodies. Zhang Ai was extremely busy and had no time to pay attention to them. These more than 100 people spent every day in nervousness.

Zhang Weijing took a rare rest for an hour, then sat up and sent his spiritual consciousness to those people, but he had no choice but to take it back after a while. Each person's body has many delicate auras formed from Dao Star Grass, floating and swimming at will. The occurrence of this situation can only mean one thing. The host spirit is afraid and wary, so he would rather throw away this delicious food than take risks.

Zhang Awei thought for a while and couldn't think of a way to deal with this situation, so he asked casually: "Is Tianfang okay?" Upon hearing this, Jin Er looked back at a disciple, who hurriedly came to report: "Mr. My friend is having a good time these days. After traveling around the city, he took a group of children to pick fruits in the forest or catch fish. From the outside, he seemed to be having a very happy life. "

Nowadays, the clansmen in the city do not need to take star grass to save their lives, which means they can leave the vicious Barbarian Valley at any time and go to live outside again. Everyone is happy and happy in whatever they do. The city naturally becomes lively, and even many experts do not After cultivating, he continued to have this kind of joy all day long, as if he wanted to make up for the happiness that God owed to the Jin family. No matter what, he must have a good time, and Zhang Tianfang followed him to have fun for a few days.

This guy was not living a happy life, and Zhang was afraid that he would glance at the masters of the Jin family meditating in the grass in the distance again.

The Jin family is really strong! At first, only a few masters from the first hall and some masters from the second hall were randomly sent to destroy the Hongguang Inn, the largest cultivation organization in Qi. Only ten Jiatang masters attacked the mountain and easily broke through the Tianlei Mountain protective formation. Only one of the ten people was slightly injured and then left calmly. This level of strength is really, really strong!

There are now more than 1,300 people left on the grassland. Apart from the more than 500 top-level masters of the Dan Formation, the remaining 800 people are all Nascent Soul masters. How powerful must this power be? Only Zhang Ai's Tianlei Mountain in the world can rival it. Zhang Ao saved a total of more than 500 Yuan Yings, and more than 700 disciples of his sect. Each of these people was tortured by him to become a Nascent Soul master, because there were countless advanced pills and various high-level pills. It's like taking a trick. But the Jin family are real masters on the battlefield.

Zhang Weijing was sizing up these masters. If these masters were allowed to go out of Mangu, he didn't know what kind of impact it would have on the outside world.

But this matter is not too important. It might have been scary in the past, but now with the strange and powerful existence of Tianlei Mountain, the Jin family's strength is not enough. Let’s not talk about Zhang Ai, just Hai Ling. With the existence of this fat boy, even the heavenly soldiers can be called to fight, so why would he care about the ordinary monks of the Jin family.

Looking at those people, Zhang was afraid of dividing the soul into two hundred parts, so he wanted to get rid of the alchemy monks first. But before the soul could reach out, a shrill roar suddenly came from behind him. Zhang Ao turned around and saw that a Jin family disciple exploded. It started to explode from the middle of his body, and instantly became torn into pieces, splattering all over the sky. The blood mist looked very scary.

As soon as he exploded, experts from the Jin family rushed over to see what was going on. Jin Daqu said quietly at this time: "No need to read." Those masters stopped immediately, and they also knew what happened.

Zhang Ain looked over with an expressionless face. He knew better what had happened. The person who died was one of the more than a hundred people who had failed to extract his soul. The inhabiting soul in the man's body finally became impatient because he had not swallowed the breath of star grass for a long time. He committed suicide and violently self-destructed. Although he didn't know how to act in the body, this kind of self-destruction always gave people a thrilling and ferocious feeling.

The tragedy happened right in front of his eyes. Zhang Ping looked at the other hundreds of Jin family disciples who had failed to escape their souls with a blank face. This is what they have to face. If they want to escape the control of Star Grass, they have to take risks.

After looking at those people for a while, Zhang was a little emotional. Although these guys were a little uneasy in their hearts. After all, no one could truly accept death as if they were facing death. However, the faces of these people were more firm and calm than the others. , is really a soldier who can fight a hundred battles. Only the Jin family and only Mangu can cultivate such monks.

Seeing them, Zhang Wen was reminded of the orcs in the Soldier Starry Sky. Those orcs once dared to fight like the Jin family's children, and they were all brave and unafraid of death. They regarded death as home. It was a pity that they did not have such a good life as the Jin family. They could have someone to save them. Walk them.

Thinking of the orcs, he felt a little sad. He didn't know how he was living in the sanctuary, and he didn't even know if he could go to the sanctuary safely.

Looking at more than a hundred people, since some of them chose to commit suicide, they stopped withdrawing from the master's body soul. Zhang was afraid that the soul would be reintroduced into the bodies of these hundreds of people, wrapping their bodies with the soul. Bones, and then there’s the waiting.

This wait is two days and two nights. In terms of time, about ten days is the maximum period that the host soul can endure. If they cannot swallow the breath of star grass, they will become irritable and persist until the tenth day. God, I couldn't hold on, and then I blew myself up. They do not need to come out of the skeleton to self-destruct, but explode directly in the skeleton, easily tearing the host's flesh and bones, causing the host's soul to self-destruct, and then everyone will die together.

After two days and two nights, one hundred and seventy-six people died, all of them self-destruction. What puzzled Zhang Ain was why these inhabiting souls all chose death. Just encountered danger once when swallowing the breath of star grass, and then stopped eating it? To survive ten days and then self-destruct? What's the point?

Seeing one hundred and seventy-six people die in front of everyone, the thousands of masters present looked sad. After a long time, Jin Da said: "Sir, please rest." He did not urge Zhang Ai to continue to withdraw his soul, but only ordered people to collect the remains of those people.

Zhang Ai nodded and said nothing. Although one hundred and seventy-six people died, there were still seventeen people who survived. These seventeen people were Nascent Soul stage monks. Seeing the clan members around him die one by one, he knew that they were all dead. Unable to escape death, these seventeen people made a prompt decision and hurriedly escaped from the body with their Nascent Soul, thus escaping death. However, it will be troublesome to seize the body and practice again in the future. Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about the body seizing spell, these seventeen of them may not be able to master it.

Not long after, the broken corpses of those people had been cleaned up, but the blood stains were hard to remove. They shimmered and danced on the green grass blades with the shaking of the grass blades. It looked a bit dazzling. What kind of dazzling red was that?