The Monk

Chapter 618: Seizing the Body

The Foundation Establishment Warlock had seen how he treated his elders, and quickly replied: "My surname is Hu."

Zhang Ai nodded: "What is your relationship with the monks and warlocks who escaped?"

"I don't know them. Uncle Master said there was a mission, so we came here. I really don't know exactly what happened." The disciple named Zhu Ji replied in fear, feeling uneasy in his heart. Although he was telling the truth, this answer would not be the same for him. No one will be satisfied.

To his surprise, Zhang Ping did not embarrass him: "Tell me what you know."

The Foundation Establishment Warlock talked for a while. He just introduced the origin of the sect and didn't know anything else.

Their sect is called Hantian Changtang, which was established by a disciple of the Hantian Sect. Because the Hantian Sect is strict in recruiting disciples, many disciples have no hope of switching to other sects. The chosen targets include some small and medium-sized sects such as Hantian Changtang.

Among the hundreds of sects established with the name Hantian Sect, Hantian Changtang belongs to the middle class and has produced several masters.

Zhang Wen's heart was filled with excitement when he heard this. The way warlocks teach their skills is very different from that of monks. Most monks cherish their brooms and never teach their magic lightly. From the warlock's narration, it can be understood that the Hantian Clan doesn't care about this at all. Their choice The apprentice method is that as long as you are qualified, I will teach you the method. As for whether you can succeed in it or what you want to do after you complete it, the master will not interfere at all. Those who are ambitious can go out and establish their own sect, while those who cannot sit still can just run around and do whatever they like without worrying about their knowledge being leaked.

He lamented here that the soldiers who went out to chase the enemy came back with six people and three carriages. Boss Yu clasped his fists and said: "Thank you for your help, senior. There are still a few people who resisted and were killed by me."

Zhang Ai nodded without saying anything, walked directly to the carriage and lifted the curtain to take a look. The entire carriage was a huge cage, surrounded by iron bars, with locks on the door. There were more than twenty young women crowded in the carriage.

Having seen all three carriages, they were all filled with ordinary women. Zhang Wenwen walked to and stood in front of the six people who were being escorted back. Looking at their eyes one by one, they are all black and white.

Zhang Ain asked questions in order: "Why are you arresting people?" The person being questioned was a low-level monk. He raised his head and said, "I advise you to let us go quickly. If Master finds out, be careful not to harm your family."

Zhang Awei chuckled: "Okay, okay, you're so kind, I'll let you die happily." With a swipe of his hand, a baby worth more than 200 yuan appeared in front of him. His move scared everyone. Even if a person has never seen the Yuanying leave the body, he always has an idea of ​​what the Yuanying looks like after leaving the body. But now that he suddenly sees so many Yuanyings, he feels excited and scared at the same time.

The two hundred Nascent Souls wanted to blow up the camp and escape as soon as they came out. They were imprisoned in the Big Walnut for several years. All day long they were thinking about how Zhang Wen would treat them. But when I saw that Zhang Weifang dared to let them out without any restrictions, I immediately felt vigilant in my heart. After all, he was a person who died once, so he must be careful. No one dared to move easily. At this time, Zhang Ain said coldly: "If you want to die, just run away."

One of the more than two hundred yuan Yingying was brave. He flew in front of Zhang Ain, clasped his fists and said, "I wonder what you want to do with us?"

Zhang Jing said: "What am I going to do with you? Listen carefully, who has learned magic skills? Who knows the magic of taking over other people's bodies? It's taking over the body of a living person, which is the body-seizing spell. Who knows?"

This statement made the two-hundred-year-old baby suddenly excited. Why did the thief ask this? Are you showing kindness? Are we allowed to seize the body? Give us a chance to be born again? A group of Nascent Souls glanced eagerly at a group of low-level cultivators on the ground.

Ordinarily the Nascent Soul looks young and cute, but under the enthusiastic gaze of such a group of chubby Nascent Souls, everyone feels a chill and involuntarily wants to hide away.

Zhang Aileng snorted: "What are you looking at? Didn't you hear what I said?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than twenty Nascent Souls crowded in front of him and said, "Fellow Taoist, I can do it."

When things got to this point, the tough-talking low-level monk turned pale and said tremblingly: "Senior, please spare my life." He was so scared that he couldn't say another word.

Zhang was afraid of ignoring him, so he randomly selected a Nascent Soul that looked more pleasing to the eye: "What's it called?"

"Nanyunzi." Yuanying was so excited when he was clicked that his voice became much louder. Zhang Ping gave a grunt and pointed his index finger at the tough-talking monk: "He is yours, but as I said before, I saved you once and reborn you again. After resurrection, you will be my disciple of Tianlei Mountain and you will never be alive again." Erxin, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Nan Yunzi swished into the mind of the low-level monk, and then heard the monk yelling and falling to the ground. He kept wailing miserably and rolling left and right on the ground in excruciating pain. It took a quarter of an hour to gradually calm down. After standing up, he bowed to Zhang Ain and said, "Nanyun pays homage to the master."

This guy worked hard, he was covered in sweat, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth and eyes, but he didn't bother to wipe it off, and directly flattered Zhang Weifang to accept him as his teacher. To show respect, he even removed the "zi" from the end of his name.

Most wanderers and sorcerers despise those who seize a body, but seeing someone seize a body in front of them, the whole process is terrifying and scary. No one dares to move or speak, especially those low-level cultivators who are restrained by Zhang Wear are even more nervous. For fear of offending him and losing his life.

Zhang Ain asked: "How is it?" He asked Nan Yun how the Nascent Soul was integrating with his body, and how his body was doing.

Nan Yun respectfully replied: "The cultivation level of the foundation is at the top level, and the body is very average. The disciple used to be the intermediate level cultivation level of Nascent Soul. I think it will be possible to conceive a baby again in a hundred years."

"Oh? Your Nascent Soul is gone?" Zhang was afraid that he didn't understand the process of seizing the body.

"No, it's because the level of cultivation of this body is too low. Only when the body has also cultivated to the realm of forming a baby, can it cooperate with the Nascent Soul to exert its maximum strength." After having a second life, Nan Yun was extremely respectful to Zhang Ai.

Nanyun's success in seizing the body made the other two hundred yuan babies' hearts beat like drums and their eyes blazing. They all thought that just like him, no one wanted to return to the big walnut and be a tortoise.

Zhang Ping checked Nanyun's body and threw him a marrow-breaking pill and a life pill: "Recover the body." Nanyun took the medicine and respectfully said yes, and went to take the medicine near the carriage to meditate and practice.

The Jie Dan Traveler captured six people, one of whom had his body taken away, and there were five people left. Zhang Ain asked the second person, "Why are you arresting people?"

After seeing the terrifying scene for the first time, this monk dared not to reply honestly, and said in detail: "Master asked us to come. We are the Demonic Sect of the Yue Kingdom, a small sect, because the Four Demonic Sects and the Song Kingdom's Spirit Control After the fight, our energy was severely damaged, and we all lived in seclusion to avoid trouble. The Zhengdao sect took the opportunity to attack, so we had to leave our homes and come to the barbaric land. I don’t know how the master managed to get in touch with the disciples of the Hantian sect..."

At this point, the sorcerer of the Hantian Changtang Clan whose hands were cut off by Zhang Wear shouted: "Nonsense! How could the Hantian Clan get together with you insidious, despicable and selfish southern monks?"

The monk was frightened and looked at Zhang Weifan and continued: "I don't know what the senior said. In short, the master is talking about Hantianmen disciples, and the sorcerers don't tell us these things. If you ask him, he knows. "

He was referring to the sixth person he had captured. He was a warlock. He had been uneasy. Suddenly when someone mentioned him, he shouted loudly: "I don't know. I don't know anything. It's the master. The master asked me to do it." He said he was guiding them, but I don’t know anything else.”

Zhang Ping coldly snorted: "The division of labor is quite clear." He said to the monk who spoke first: "Continue talking."

The monk continued: "We have never been together in one place before. It was just recently, that is, three years ago. We were always suppressed in the barbaric land. Suddenly someone accepted us. Of course we are very happy. But after we were together, Master Let us go back to Yue to rob people, only the women in the house, not the married ones, nor the men.”

All virgins? It should be using women's Yuanyin to practice some kind of Zhiyin technique. Zhang Ain asked: "How many times has this happened?"

The monk murmured: "Three, three times."

"Three times, even if you rob 60 people at one time, one hundred and eighty women have died because of you. Where are those women?" Zhang Ain's voice was cold.

"I don't know. We haven't seen the girl since we gave her to the master. After a while, we saw that the eyes of the master, the headmaster, and the elder warlock all turned red. They were so red that they made me scared." This monk was really scared and told everything he knew.

Zhang was afraid of asking the last question: "Where is the station?"

"I will take you there, I just ask senior not to kill me." The monk said hurriedly.

"Not killing you? How many innocent lives have you harmed, and you want me not to kill you?" Zhang Ain said coldly.

"Senior, have mercy on me. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please give me one chance, just one chance. I promise to be a good person." The monk became more and more frightened and shouted anxiously.

Zhang Ping let him go for the time being and asked the captured warlock: "What is your relationship with Hantian Clan?"

This question made the more than 20 warlocks who had been restrained before, including the alchemy warlock who had lost his hands, prick up their ears and listen. This was also something they were concerned about.

"According to what the brothers said, our sect master once learned the skills from the sect master of Hantian Changtang, so we are also Hantian sect disciples." The captured warlock said this and immediately broke the elixirs in his hands with anger. The warlock cursed loudly: "Do you think you are worthy of being called a Hantian Clan disciple? You, you..." Without saying anything, he suddenly raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood. This guy was so angry that he vomited blood. After vomiting blood, Later, regardless of his internal and external injuries, he yelled crazily: "I'm going to kill you."

He really should be angry, because the master sent a message and came to help regardless of right and wrong, causing his arms to be broken. In the end, he helped some bastards, and these bastards had to forcefully have a relationship with Han Tianmen. The hatred in his heart was really indescribable. .

But he could only scream, his body was restrained by Zhang Wei and he could not move.

Zhang Ain said coldly: "You hurt people without asking what's right or wrong. I cut off your hands to teach you a lesson. Remember, there is not only one Hantianmen in the world." He thought to himself: "Hantianmen is nothing. The Jin family is the only one in the barbarian land." In more than ten thousand years, I haven’t seen you, Hantian Sect, do anything to the Jin family. It’s not as good as me, killing three of the Jin family with one move.”