Immortal Clan: Starting from Managing a Blessed Land

Early the next morning.

The first light of dawn appears.

Shang Ting and Shangguan Li sat cross-legged opposite each other, immersed in dual cultivation.

During the bridal chamber, Shang Ting used the yin and yang acacia technique to blend with her.

This yin and yang jubilation technique emphasizes both male and female monks to improve their cultivation through the blending of yin and yang.

When practicing, both men and women need to be connected mentally and operate the exercises together so that the yin and yang energy circulates and blends in the body.

The fusion of the man's yang energy and the woman's yin energy can stimulate the potential of both parties and promote the rapid improvement of cultivation.

At the same time, this secret technique of dual cultivation can also enhance the relationship between the two parties and make each other's souls more compatible.

After a while, the two reluctantly separated and began their own day of practice.

Shang Ting came to the soul-cultivating secret room and prepared to try his first soul-eating attempt!

In the secret room, the light was dim.

Shang Ting sat on the futon with a calm face and deep eyes, but he was thinking in his heart:

"This is the first time to eat souls. This technique is profound and unpredictable. You must not slack off at all."

Then he slowly took out the weird Hundred Soul Flag.

When the Hundred Soul Flag was displayed, three black shadows floated out. These were the souls of the three evil spirits of Night Soul.

Shang Ting chose them because they were soul cultivators.

The soul of the old man in gray shirt is strong enough to be a five-person soul, while the beautiful woman and the middle-aged man are each at a four-person soul level.

It can be called the best resource.

As soon as the soul flag was unfolded, Yin Qi filled the air and chilled the bones.

Shang Ting formed a seal with his hands and began to activate the Soul-Eating Soul Technique, thinking secretly:

"rise!"

I saw a layer of black mist slowly rising around the body.

The mist seemed like a demonic miasma overflowing from the abyss of the netherworld, like thick ink and as dark as night.

Between the strands, there is extremely powerful soul power.

The black mist surged wantonly inside the airtight chamber.

The color is single but extremely oppressive. The pure black is like an endless abyss.

Shang Ting's heart shivered slightly:

"This level of intensity is, after all, a magic power. Although it is powerful, it may not be safe. I need to be careful when dealing with it."

In this weird atmosphere, the souls of the Three Night Souls were immediately captured by the black mist.

"Ahhh."

They struggled wildly, but were ruthlessly torn apart!

The shattering sound seemed like the scream of a ghost from the underworld.

The souls of the Three Evil Night Souls turned into pure soul fragments, dots of crystals twinkling in the black mist, like faint stars in the night sky.

Shang Ting looked at this scene and whispered in his heart:

"Tear the soul into pieces and refine it into pure soul fragments. This is the first step to strengthen the soul."

Immediately afterwards, Shang Ting's body was shrouded in a dim light.

The dim light was light blue, like a dream.

In the dim light, the soul fragments floated slowly, pulled by a mysterious force, and gradually began to be swallowed and absorbed by Shang Ting's soul!

As the practice deepens, the light becomes more and more dazzling.

Like a beacon lighting up in the darkness, Shang Ting's resolute face was illuminated.

And Shang Ting felt that many soul fragments turned into wisps of pure soul power, constantly nourishing his soul.

This caused his soul to quickly begin to grow!

Shang Ting felt a joy in his heart:

"The effect is so fast, Soul Devourer's soul-strengthening speed is indeed more than a hundred times faster than if it were done step by step!"

His soul is constantly absorbing soul essence.

Every time it is absorbed, the soul becomes stronger.

Like a growing star, the soul light is getting stronger!

As his soul grew stronger, Shang Ting closed his eyes tightly and used his soul to perceive everything around him.

His vision instantly broke through the space limitations of the secret room, and he clearly felt the pavilions outside the room.

Shang Ting even discerned Chunyue's vague soul fluctuations as she walked around the house!

Every time she took a step, waves would be generated under her feet.

Shang Ting knew that this was the preliminary divine consciousness!

This is the wonder of cultivation and the profundity of the soul path.

Shang Ting applauded in his heart: "With such soul sensing ability, it's no wonder that soul cultivators often react very quickly in battles and always have the upper hand."

The soul fragments in the black mist are rapidly absorbed and reduced.

Soon, Shang Ting swallowed up three powerful souls!

And the size of his own soul quickly soared from three souls to seven souls!

This is the state of soul-strengthening, but after the devouring was completed, Shang Ting's soul became heavier and heavier.

Slightly bloated and not solid enough.

It is like a piece of uncarved jade. Although it has its quality, its splendor is not revealed.

Still need to keep sharpening.

Therefore, the soul cultivators then developed the second step, which is soul refining!

I saw the black mist covering Shang Ting's body again.

The next second, through meditation, Shang Ting's soul instantly stepped into a dark space in the spiritual world!

In that dark space, it was like chaos, without light or color. Shangting’s soul is like a lonely boat, floating in the endless darkness.

As soon as his soul appeared here, a strong sense of oppression surged in like a tide, as if he was a hundred meters deep in the sea!

The terrifying pressure was squeezing from all directions, seeming to crush the soul.

Under this huge pressure, the impurities in the soul were slowly discharged, and the bloated soul began to be refined and concentrated!

This process of refining the soul is like the rebirth of a phoenix. After going through hardships, one can extract the essence and discard the dross.

"Refining the soul, the longer it lasts, the more condensed the soul will be, and the better the effect will be in removing the waste and retaining the essence!"

Shang Ting gritted his teeth.

By devouring souls to strengthen the soul, the wildness in the beast's soul will run wildly in the soul like a wild horse.

The complex emotional memories in the human soul are like a mess, entangled in the heart.

And the loss of luck caused by swallowing the soul is like the knife of time, carving marks on the soul.

These are all unavoidable problems on the road to soul cultivation.

But Shang Ting's luck was extraordinary, and he was receiving Li'er's red sun luck gain every moment, so his resentment and luck were easily melted away.

As the soul refining process progressed, Shang Ting felt that all the emotions in his soul, including those of the Three Night Souls and the Three Evils, mixed in the memory fragments, were completely squeezed and crushed!

Shang Ting was immersed in the crushing process.

The memories of the Three Souls of Night Soul unfolded in his mind like scrolls at extremely fast speeds.

Suddenly, he discovered a surprising secret!

From the recent memory of the gray-shirted old man Shen Er, the head of the three major demon sects of the Xia Kingdom [Yehun Sect] actually assigned him and many of his disciples spy and scout missions against the Liang Kingdom.

Let them turn into casual cultivators and secretly explore and investigate the topography of the three major immortal sects in Liang Kingdom, the special monks, the situation of the sects, and all kinds of information!

And it was released within the past six months.

Shen Er originally planned to finish this job before doing it, but he didn't expect that he would be bumped into.

This secret is like a huge stone thrown into Shangting's heart, causing waves.

Shang Ting thought to himself:

"The arrangement of the Night Soul Gate must have a deep meaning. It is obviously a conspiracy brewing."

But what kind of ambition is hidden in the Night Soul Sect, and who and which force is it aimed at?

There was a flash of alertness in Shang Ting's eyes, and then he slowly shook his head:

"But there is too little information, so I will write it down for now."

Shang Ting withdrew his mind from that memory and continued to be immersed in the process of soul refining.

In that dark space, his soul was like a sword tempered in fire, becoming stronger and stronger under the oppression of souls from all directions.

Although the pressure on his soul was strong, he relied on his firm will to overcome it step by step.

In the secret room, the light was still dim.

The black mist is like a living thing, dancing around.

The dim light enveloped Shang Ting, and his figure was looming in the darkness.

Time passed quietly, and the black mist around Shangting gradually became thinner.

In the dark space, the pressure on the soul slowly weakened until it was completely refined!

Shang Ting's soul seemed to have gone through a lot of tempering, becoming more pure and powerful.

He opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling.

"The benefits are huge!"

Shang Ting took a long breath, and the strength of his soul was condensed from seven souls back to five souls.

Like a big fat man who suddenly overfed his body, he condensed into a strong man, reduced in size, but more powerful.

Shang Ting sat cross-legged on the futon, stretched out his right hand, and thought in his heart.

Then, through soul control, he and the futon were lifted into the air inch by inch!

This process does not consume any mana, that is, it is done purely using soul power.

The most significant improvement compared to the three-soul period is the control of soul thoughts and the display of soul power!

Shang Ting stretched out his left hand again, and the next second, two swords flew out from the storage bag.

They were hitting each other ping-ping-pong-pong in mid-air, and the control was extremely sensitive, just like two superb swordsmen fighting each other with swords!

“Doing two things at once, it feels so familiar.”

Shang Ting smiled lightly.

By raising your soul to five souls or above, you can do two things at once.

But if it is the newly bloated seven-person soul state, then it will not be possible, and the soul thought speed is too slow.

Needless to say, it can perform two tasks at once, and its powerful effect in battle is needless to say.

Others must activate the spell with one hand and control the weapon attack with the other.

And the magic weapon in the hand of the soul cultivator can be controlled like another person, like an arm, and it will definitely have an advantage in a battle.

As the strength of the soul increases, it can be used for three purposes or five purposes.

Throw more attack weapons, and the advantage will become more and more exaggerated!

After Shang Ting tested the charm of multitasking, he controlled the flying sword to shoot back into the storage bag.

Then he condensed his fingers, and the soul light bloomed.

Gather your soul power to form a huge black claw!

A high-level turn·[Soul-Splitting Claw]

This claw contains powerful and sharp soul power, which can easily tear through the enemy's soul defense and cause huge damage to its soul!

But Shang Ting activated it not only to test the amplification effect of the magic after the soul becomes powerful.

It's even more because this is a technique from the "Night Soul Demonic Art".

Shang Ting had never learned it before, but he was able to use it skillfully just because he had the memory of the three evil spirits of Night Soul!

Devouring souls and getting all memories is very scary growing up!

However, other people's memories always belong to others. Although Shang Ting can use it, he can't be as skillful as the old man in gray shirt.

You can't just rely on swallowing souls to reach the entry-level soul realm that the gray-shirted old man has been immersed in his whole life.

But even with a discount, the effect is still extremely powerful!

How rare is it to directly elevate the true meaning of a genre?

And how easy is it to swallow a monk's soul?

Through soul-eating, one can connect to ten thousand paths!