Blue and White Society Chapter 496: Birth refining Nascent Soul

There was no need for Dongye Boyu to struggle, and Mo Poor's warning shot made him completely lose the will to fight.

With all his mana lost, he can't hold the bullet.

He used to bury this mortal weapon, but now he realizes that any mortal holding this weapon can kill him at a medium distance.

Dongye Boyu looked at Mo Poor with hatred. This man actually stripped himself of his soul to turn himself into a mortal, and his consciousness was not in his soul.

Consciousness is in the primordial spirit, which is called out of the body, and can control the primordial spirit to practice various spells. But if you just keep your consciousness in your body, apart from having a strong body, you will lose control of your soul.

At this time, if a monk has evil intentions, he can manipulate the out-of-control soul at will.

It is a great trust to put such a soul in the hands of others.

Dongye Boyu glanced at Jiang Long, who was protecting Mo Poor's primordial spirit, and secretly sighed, he froze in place and let Mo Poor deal with him.

Mo Poor used his mortal body to arrest him, leaving him speechless.

"Hey... Take it easy! My master is the power of the Four Elephants! Ascension Sect Qing Weishan Wei Wuqi." Dongye Boyu shouted.

At this moment, he was thrown to the ground by Mo Poor, and Mo Poor didn't know where a pair of handcuffs came from to arrest him.

In fact, after he was caught, he felt a little more at ease.

I'm afraid that Mo Poor will kill him with a single shot, and capturing him alive at this moment shows that he is still useful, or that this group of people still dare not offend the master behind him.

That's why he announced his school aloud, hoping that Mo Poor would treat him with courtesy even if he was captured.

"Hmm... I am Mo Qiong from the Containment Department of the Lanbai Society." Mo Qiong smiled.

Dongye Boyu was astonished, isn't it Yexiu? Why is there still a teacher? Which sect is the Lanbai Society?

The world of cultivating immortals is so big, he dare not say that all monks know each other, but all sects must know, but there is absolutely no Lanbai society.

"Is there such a society?" Higashino Boyu asked.

Mo Poor smiled and said, "Now we have."

He didn't explain too much, when Hawkeye opened his eyes, he stared at the army.

The 'Old Monster Nascent Soul' who was in charge of the army was captured without a fight.

He didn't have the guts to lead the army to attack the refugees and Mo Poor. Even if Mo Poor threw his soul aside, he didn't dare to order an attack.

"Shoot him! The whole army is attacking!" Dongye Boyu thought to himself, winking wildly at his grandson.

The general understood and ordered the army to retreat.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

The general took the lead in evacuating, the army had no morale, and immediately turned around and retreated.

"Grandson! You!" Dongye Boyu was astonished.

In fact, he still vaguely hoped that his grandson would lead the army to rescue him. After all, he had already seen that Mo Poor might really not bully ordinary people as a monk.

But the grandson turned his head and ran away, and he didn't know if he made a mistake, or he didn't have the guts to try.

Seeing the army running away, Dongye Boyu was immediately discouraged.

"Forget it, that's fine, if he is not stupid, he will definitely report to my master."

Dongye Boyu was handcuffed to the ground peacefully, thinking about how to deal with after being captured, and waiting for his master to come to rescue him.

"Let's go, what are you doing on the ground?" Jiang Long teased Dongye Boyu.

Dongye Boyu also has dignity, knowing that this group of people has no intention of killing for a while, so he put on a dignified appearance and stood with his hands behind his back...even though he was handcuffed.

"We each fight according to our abilities. Since I am a prisoner, I will have the self-consciousness of being a prisoner. You don't have to be afraid of me escaping." Dongye Boyu said warmly.

Jiang Long shook his head and said, "You can't run away either."

He knew Mo Qiong's intention to keep him alive. As a former Nascent Soul cultivator, his cultivation had been lost and his knowledge had not diminished. Some information about the world of cultivating immortals has to be obtained from him.

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The rules have been spread, and a Nascent Soul cultivator has been captured alive, and troubles will continue to follow.

But soldiers come to block, water comes to cover. Although the cultivation base is low, they can still open it.

"This is the Nascent Soul. Although it looks like a smaller version of the Primordial Spirit, in fact, the mana and the power of the Primordial Spirit have undergone qualitative changes."

Everyone gathered in the manor to watch Yuanying, while Dongye Boyu was handcuffed aside and guarded by Bosnia and Herzegovina.

In fact, there is no need for guards. This guy is now a mortal, and anyone present can bully him even if he doesn't use mana.

Dongye Boyu was so close to his own Nascent Soul, and he felt that he could directly recall the Nascent Soul to Niwan Palace. After all, this is his natal Nascent Soul.

I saw the Nascent Soul bouncing in Mo Poor's hand, as if he was about to let go, but Mo Poor flicked his fingers repeatedly, flicking the Nascent Soul back and forth between his thumb and little finger, like dribbling a ball, but let the Nascent Soul Nascent Soul can't go anywhere, it only dances at his fingertips.

"Be honest!" Bosnia and Herzegovina felt his movement and slapped it down.

Dongye Boyu was beaten, and immediately became honest, he knew that he couldn't run away, even if he ignored it, transferred his consciousness to the Nascent Soul at close range, and fought another battle with magic power, I'm afraid he would not be able to win.

Especially Mo Poor is in control of his Nascent Soul. Once he senses the infusion of his consciousness, he immediately crushes the Nascent Soul with great magic power, and he will be destroyed physically and mentally.

"What are you going to do with me?" Dongye Boyu watched Mo Qiong play with his Nascent Soul, but he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Master Gou smiled and said, "Hey, if you eat your Nascent Soul, can you enter the Nascent Soul Stage?"

"Ah?" Dongye Boyu was startled, then shook his head frantically and said: "Nonsense! This is not a panacea!"

Sister You said: "As far as I know, Dao Fruits such as Primordial Spirits can be devoured and refined directly. This jade slip records the method of the evil king to produce Dao Fruits."

What she took out was the wordless jade book of the time traveler evil king, which recorded an evil work in the way of a monk.

The evil king relied on this evil skill to refine the eight hundred Yuanshen and cultivate to the Yuanjing stage.

Dongye Boyu was shocked when he heard the name of the evil king, he recognized him!

Although the evil king is just a mere fish in the entire world of cultivating immortals, he is still quite prestigious in the circle of middle and lower monks.

In order to get revenge, he practiced evil skills, murdered people and refined his soul. His mental and spiritual cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he became more and more sophisticated.

The sect of the enemy family is now looking for him in the Quanxiu Immortal Realm, but he has never been found, and he has been missing for many years.

Unexpectedly, now, his cultivation technique has fallen into the hands of this group of homeless Yexiu.

Dongye Boyu excitedly said: "You...don't be joking! It is so easy to cultivate Dao fruit! Even if you have such a skill, it is impossible for you to overcome it."

"The fruit of monkhood condenses the souls of others, and it is also a different kind of mana. Even if it is unconscious, it is mixed with too many other people's memories and perceptions."

"When the evil king reached the stage of Yuan Jing, he still only dared to refine the Yuanshen, and did not dare to try the Yuanying, because the higher the level of Daoguo he refined, the higher the difficulty, and the greater the damage to his own mind."

"And the greater the damage to the mind, the harder it is to recover from pregnancy. Don't say that you are only in the Yuanshen stage, even if you are in the Yuanjing stage like the evil king. Refining my Yuanying, you have to severely injure and recuperate In a few years, if something goes wrong and the root is injured, it may not be able to support it for the rest of its life, and there must be a panacea to conceive the soul."

He said a lot, naturally because he was afraid that Mo Qiong and the others would gossip and refine his Nascent Soul without knowing what to do.

A low-level monk refines a high-level Dao fruit, isn't this courting death?

He doesn't care if Mo Poor and the others killed himself, but don't refine his Nascent Soul. When these people go mad, his Nascent Soul will definitely be abolished, and the Dao Fruit will collapse and turn into nothing. .

Everyone looked at Dongye Boyu and knew that what he said was true and that he was telling the truth.

Even if Xie Wang's exercise can eliminate the miscellaneous memories and keep the beneficial insights, and then peel off the cocoons, transform the different kinds of mana, and fuse the Dao fruit for his own use.

You can only use a high level to refine a low-level Dao Fruit, but this is still harmful, and the battle is to rely on the strong to bully the weak. If you surpass a level, you can only suffer a little mental damage, and you will be able to cultivate it in a year or two.

When the evil king reached the Yuanjing stage, he still only dared to refine the Yuanshen and win by quantity, so you can imagine the hardships and dangers involved.

After surpassing the two great realms, refining a Yuanshen can be cultivated in ten days, but you can gain Taoism that you can't practice for several years. Why take the risk of refining Yuanying? Even if you succeed, you have to recuperate for several years. Although the benefits are huge, there are also risks. It is better to win with "small profits but quick sales".

Every sentence of Dongye Boyu's words makes sense. If it weren't for refining other people's Dao fruit, which is extremely dangerous, this world would probably be a bloodbath.

But Mo Poor said: "Refining a little today, refining a little tomorrow, breaking the whole into parts, can't you refine it in batches?"

Dongye Boyu sneered and said: "When are you going to divide the training? If you have this time, why waste other people's Dao fruit? Isn't it good to practice on your own?"

His meaning is very clear. If you want to refine in batches without risk, it will take a long time. The time spent is not much faster than practicing with a spirit stone in hand.

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other and said: "In other words, as long as you recuperate quickly, it's still okay?"

Dongye Boyu frowned, thinking to himself, why do these people have to play with their Nascent Soul?

He anxiously said: "Listen to my advice, if you want to recuperate quickly, you must have a panacea, the Yangxin pill is extremely expensive, even if you have it, it will not be worth the loss if you use it to refine my Nascent Soul!"

Mo Poor smiled and said, "I'm relieved when you say that!"

"Huh?" Dongye Boyu was speechless.

Speaking, Mo Poor threw the jumping Nascent Soul into the Niwan Palace.

According to the unscientific way of refining Dao fruit on the earth, his primordial spirit collided with this nascent baby, and immediately began to fuse.

Dongye Boyu felt tightness in his chest, his eyes turned black, and his heart ached to death.

"Crazy! Don't die? You don't want to drag me! My century-old Dao fruit!" Dongye Boyu wailed heart-piercingly. Take back your Dao Fruit and return to the Nascent Soul Realm.

But it's good now, the Nascent Soul has already integrated into the lunatic's Niwan Palace. Once Mo Poor goes mad and his mind breaks down, his Nascent Soul will also collapse.

For a moment, he was heartbroken and wailed endlessly.

Not long after, Mo Poor was as he had expected, his face was like gold paper, his brows twitched wildly, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

Weakly opened his eyes, revealing endless exhaustion and listlessness.

Even though Dongye Boyu lost his cultivation, the Niwan Palace was open, and he could still sense many broken minds, that is, mental power, flying from the center of Mo Qiong's brows.

"Huh? You actually let go of the mind polluted by messy thinking. A strong man cuts off his wrist! Very good! This can interrupt the fusion. Although his mind is greatly damaged, he will not die. Although my Nascent Soul is damaged, it is not It will collapse." Higashino Boyu has rich experience, and he quickly figured it out, and he couldn't help being overjoyed.

He thought that after Mo Poor tried it, he knew that there was nothing he could do, so he decisively cut off his arms to survive, sacrificed his mind in the form of self-mutilation, and tried his best to save his life.

There is still help! His Nascent Soul has been saved, and he still has the hope of getting it back!

Just as he was thinking, he heard Gou Ye shouting: "Come! Help him go to sleep!"

"Continue tonight!"

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