Zhou Dai waved his hand, and nineteen soul-suppressing trees appeared out of thin air and were inserted around Guo Huai in a special arrangement. Zhou Dai took out a talisman pen, dipped it in some blood ink, and wrote special spells on each soul-suppressing wood.
He took out thirty-three more soul-gathering flags and inserted them into the ground around Guo Huai. The underground Yin Qi continued to rise along the soul-gathering flags, and thick clouds covered the sky and the sun.
Zhou Dai flicked his finger at Guo Huai, and the cassock on Guo Huai's body turned into thousands of threads with a bang, and the fair and smooth Guo Huai sat naked on the ground.
Zhou Dai looked at the thing under Guo Huai's crotch, smiled obscenely and said, "You have a lot of money, your body will belong to me from now on!"
"Hey! There is actually a space ring!"
Zhou Dai saw a silver thread wearing a ring on Guo Huai's chest. With a slight move, the silver thread broke and the ring flew into his hand.
He took the space ring and rubbed it in his hand. Guo Huai could no longer feel the connection between him and the ring, and a low-grade magical sword flew out from the ring.
Zhou Dai sighed and said: "With your talent and good luck, God is so unfair to us!"
Because Guo Huai's space ring also contains a pile of medium-grade spiritual stones, a few jade slips, and a yellow petal!
"If my guess is correct, you received the inheritance from a Golden Core Stage monk during your Qi Refining Stage!"
Zhou Dai held the yellow petal with trembling hands and asked excitedly: "Where did you get this petal?"
Only then did Guo Huai remember the golden chrysanthemum in the sea that survived the thunder tribulation. This petal was given to him by the golden chrysanthemum.
"Picked it up from the sea!" Guo Huai naturally couldn't tell the truth.
Zhou Dai sighed helplessly, "Your luck is also very good. This is the natal petal of the plant monster Golden Leaf Sea Chrysanthemum in the Tribulation Period. It contains the energy to destroy the world."
"If this is refined into a spiritual weapon, its power will definitely be as powerful as a spiritual treasure!"
Seeing Guo Huai's hazy look, it seemed that he didn't know how precious this leaf was, so he couldn't help but ask: "Do you know the divisions of realms in the later stages of cultivation?"
At this time, Guo Huai did not have any fear or fear of death, but asked doubtfully: "Isn't it Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Pill, Nascent Soul?"
"You are talking about the small realm ahead." Zhou Dai patiently explained this knowledge to Guo Huai like a kind teacher. Only Guo Huai knew that the other person was a demon who eats people without spitting out their bones.
"Few low-level monks know the realm of cultivation behind Yuanying!" Zhou Dai took a deep breath and said with bright eyes: "Behind Yuanying are the transformation stage, the integration stage, the Mahayana stage, and you can wait until the Mahayana stage to survive the thunder tribulation. Shatter the void and ascend to the fairy world at any time!"
Guo Huai felt a little sorry for the golden leaf sea chrysanthemum. She probably didn't succeed in overcoming the disaster.
"What if we don't succeed in overcoming the tribulation in the Mahayana period?" Guo Huai asked eagerly.
Zhou Dai was stunned. He still didn't know much about this question. He tried hard to recall the secret records of the Yuqing Sect, and suddenly remembered something.
"Those who have not survived thunder tribulations during the Mahayana period will basically die on the spot. There are a few who are lucky enough to survive. The physical body will slowly dissipate due to the damage caused by the thunder."
"Generally, these Mahayana monks will give up their physical bodies and become ghost cultivators. However, they will never have the chance to ascend to the immortal world. They can only linger and wait for the end of their lives. There are still some ruthless people who will be reincarnated and cultivate again!"
Zhou Dai said with complex eyes: "Once you are reincarnated and you forget the memories of your previous life, will that new life still be your own! Will you still have spiritual roots? Will you still have the opportunity to cultivate as an immortal? All of this is unknown, unless you can practice again Only in the Mahayana period can we recall the memories of past lives.”
Guo Huai appropriately pricked Zhou Dai's heart and mocked: "You are afraid of death and the future, so you are looking for someone to take your body! You are actually a coward, a coward! With a mind like yours, even if you take possession of my body , you won’t be able to survive the thunder tribulation in the future!”
After Zhou Dai heard Guo Huai's words, his mind was a little shaken. Immortal cultivators go against the will of heaven. Whether they are righteous monks, devils, ghosts or other monks, all great achievers have a firm way of not being afraid of risks and bravely moving forward. Heart!
If he successfully seizes Guo Huai, can he really successfully pass through the thunder tribulation and ascend to the immortal world?
Suddenly Zhou Dai shook his head, shaking off the chaotic emotions, his eyes became cold, and he sneered at Guo Huai: "You are really vicious, you dare to disturb my Taoist heart!"
When Guo Huai saw that his plan failed, he cursed: "No one can be more vicious than you, the old immortal with a human face and a beast heart!"
Zhou Dai said coldly: "Boy, no matter how eloquent you are, you will not escape death today!"
"What if the seizure of the body fails!" Guo Huai's words stabbed Zhou Dai like a sharp knife.
Zhou Dai laughed loudly, "Do you know why the higher the cultivation level, the greater the chance of success in seizing a body? That's because the soul of a senior monk is stronger and stronger, and seizing a body is like a big fish eating a small fish!"
Just as Guo Huai was about to say something again, Zhou Dai pointed at Guo Huai's throat. Guo Huai could not make a sound no matter how he opened his mouth.
Zhou Dai was disturbed by Guo Huai's words just now. He couldn't let Guo Huai speak anymore, otherwise this kid didn't know what other vicious words he could say.
He took a talisman pen and dipped it in some blood ink, and drew different talismans on Guo Huai's eyebrows, chest, lower abdomen, back, palms and soles of both feet.
Then he took out a long red talisman with long spells written on it. Zhou Dai pointed his hand, and one end of the red talisman flew over and wrapped around Guo Huai's neck.
Zhou Dai also sat cross-legged across from Guo Huai. He held the other end of the talisman in his hand and recited a spell in a steady and steady manner. Nineteen soul-suppressing trees glowed red and surrounded Guo Huai's head.
Guo Huai's head was dizzy, a wave of sleep came over him, and he fainted in a daze.
Suddenly Zhou Dai stopped chanting the mantra, and a moment later a blurry white figure one inch tall emerged from Zhou Dai's head.
Zhou Dai's inch-tall soul jumped onto the red talisman, and a red light rose from the talisman and wrapped around his inch-tall, somewhat fragile soul.
The little white man was wrapped in red light and walked hard on the talisman. Time passed for a long time. Finally, the little white man came to Guo Huai's eyebrows. He jumped hard, and a black soul power lifted up from the Soul Gathering Wood. The little man passed between Guo Huai's eyebrows and entered his sea of consciousness.
After Zhou Dai entered Guo Huai's sea of consciousness, he discovered that Guo Huai's sea of consciousness was vast and boundless, no smaller than Zhou Dai's original body, which was when he was surprised.
He discovered a sword shining with white light in the center of Guo Huai's sea of consciousness. When Zhou Dai approached the sword, Guo Huai was also awakened from his sleep.
He saw Zhou Dai looking at him with evil intentions in his sea of consciousness. He suddenly realized that Zhou Dai had entered his sea of consciousness and was trying to seize him.
