Han Ming's face was not bad at all, but at this moment, he suddenly lowered his posture, from being cold and strong to being humble and humble, which immediately made people's hearts tremble. Under the mask of the Cang Iron Man Armor, Ning Zhuo was in an ancient well. He took out Han Ming's magic weapon, the soul-catching shuttle: "I heard that your soul-eating sect's technique can directly increase the soul's foundation by devouring souls." "If you reverse the technique, you can purify your own soul elite through the magic weapon and instill it into others. Although this will cause a big loss, it will have no negative impact." "With this ability, your sect allows the seniors who are nearing the end of their lifespan to transfer their soul power, which can instantly add powerful foundations to the younger generation of monks. This is also one of the main reasons why the Soul-Eating Sect has become a major demon sect." "Han Ming, I want to ask you to help me practice." The Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pill is an elixir, and Ning Zhuo's soul cannot be taken into the palace. Even if you take it before entering the palace, the medicinal effect will not last long. Ning Zhuo prefers to get it right in one step, why not directly increase his soul foundation? When he saw the information about Fenghun Xuexiang Pill and Han Ming, he decided to capture Han Ming alive.
Hearing the words of the guest, Han Ming's eyes widened, and a chill suddenly ran through his body: "I understand, I am your real prey!" "The attack on Ziyang Villa is just a cover!" "This is a scheme, a sinister trap!" Han Ming screamed and struggled hard to move the heavy chains on his body. The other end of the chain was firmly fixed on the wall of the cell, making a clanging sound when it hit the wall. Guest Ning Zhuo looked at her quietly and waited until Han Ming calmed down before saying, "You are too excited, which is not good for your injury." After hearing this, Han Ming just calmed down and became furious again, cursing continuously. Ning Zhuo listened quietly, and once again waited until Han Ming cursed until he was exhausted, and then stopped himself. "Want some water?" Ning Zhuo moved his fingers slightly, and a string of concentrated mana stretched out from his fingertips. Under the thread, a little puppet carried a water cup, climbed all the way from Han Ming's instep, calf, thigh, abdomen, and then stood on his chest, holding the water cup high, and handed it to Han Ming's mouth. Han Ming's breath became thicker again. But her struggle and curse just now took a lot of energy. She stared at Ning Zhuo and finally glanced at the water glass with lowered eyebrows. The next moment, she lowered her head to drink water. Thirst indeed. The most important thing is that she has become a prisoner. If the customer wants to harm her, there are various ways. There is no need to go around and poison the water. After drinking water, Han Ming calmed down a little. "There's one thing I don't understand!" Han Ming raised his head, frowning, and stared at the face of the old man, "Sun Lingtong is an upright disciple. Why did he join forces with you? What is your relationship?" Ning Zhuo smiled lightly: "I have been acquiring information from him since more than ten years ago." "I watched him work hard little by little, and finally took charge of the black market in the Fire Persimmon Fairy City, and gained a foothold in this fairy city."
"Our interests are very strong." Han Ming snorted: "That's all?" "That's all, let him and you team up to frame me and risk offending the Soul Eater Sect?" "If something unexpected happens and I escape, his foundation in Fire Persimmon City and you will be destroyed!" "We are not those who play by the rules." Ning Zhuo smiled lightly again: "Then have you escaped? Have you spread the news to the outside world?" Han Ming:...... Ning Zhuo continued: "The attack on Ziyang Villa was not all a pretense. At least, we did get a lot of pills." When this was mentioned, Han Ming became excited again. "You two bastards, damn you guys! My sect will definitely avenge me. I will tear out your bones and skin, mince your souls, and plunge you into endless pain!" Ning Zhuo waved his hand: "Calm down, calm down, okay?" "Being angry is bad for your health." "Didn't you just promise me that you can do anything? Then come and help me practice." "Hahaha, hahaha." Han Ming raised his head and let out a burst of harsh laughter, even crying. "Bah." She suddenly stopped laughing and spat, with great hatred, "You're dreaming!" The spit flew into the air, was blocked by Ning Zhuo's magic power, and fell to the ground helplessly. Han Ming's voice was cold to the bone: "I have practiced hard and accumulated for many years before I have the foundation and foundation I have today. You want me to sacrifice my soul and foundation to help you practice? Hahaha, you look like this Ugly, it’s so beautiful to think about!” "Saved with hard work?" Ning Zhuo was confused and asked, "The nine-turn soul-devouring art of your Soul-Eating Sect can devour the souls of others and enhance your own heritage. It is obviously a ruthless plunder, how can it be a hard-earned accumulation?" This is the biggest difference between the demonic path and the righteous path. The cultivation resources of righteous monks are basically thunder, rain, dew, flowers, birds, insects and fish. The training resources of demonic monks are other monks themselves. Such as blood, soul, body, etc. Han Ming refuted: "You are a layman, you only know one but not the other!" "Do you think the Nine-turn Soul Devouring Art is so easy to cultivate? Can it swallow his soul and turn it all into his own foundation?" "Hmph! If it's so easy to cultivate, then our Soul Eater Sect can't be just one of the major sects of the Demon Sect, and we have already unified the Demonic Way!" "Fifty percent, at most fifty percent!" "The closer the devoured soul is to the original body, the smaller the difference is, and the higher the harvest is." "It can't be used frequently." "It's like eating. If you eat too much, you will die of bloating."
"We also need a lot of time and a lot of auxiliary resources to help our soul digest." "If the digestion is not thorough, the soul will be deformed, which will bring huge sequelae." "Of course, there are also those who are eager for quick success in my Soul Devouring Sect. They ignore the deformity of their souls and devour other souls crazily. Their strength will advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time. But if they do this, they will definitely have no future." Han Ming is not short-sighted. She has the lower-level talent Yin corpse qi. Just based on this, she has surpassed most cultivators. Han Ming has always paid attention to digestion and keeping her soul pure. She pays attention to her future. It is precisely because of this that she is extremely resistant and does not want to cooperate at all. Let her take the initiative to pass on the foundation she has accumulated for decades to others? It is impossible. Especially when this person is her enemy! "Don't even think about getting me to cooperate with you! Just kill me, that's the best way!" Han Ming was also very cunning. She could see that Ning Zhuo needed her help and was fearless. She said this deliberately in an attempt to gain some initiative. Ning Zhuo sighed quietly: "I'm trying to persuade you with kind words, hoping that you will cooperate." "If you cooperate well, I can promise you that I will set you free after a while."
