Chapter 3886

Subconsciously, he couldn't help but start to analyze Leng Zhong. Before he came to the Fifth Peak, the latter took in a total of eight apprentices, Xiao Moli was the eighth apprentice, and some of the previous seven apprentices were killed. Some of them disappeared, and none of them survived. Now, the eighth senior brother is also missing.

Every disciple of the fifth peak is a top genius, but it seems that everyone does not live long.

No, the senior brother is dead, the second senior brother is dead... · The seventh senior brother is dead, the eighth senior brother is dead, so the next one, isn't it me?

How did the previous seven senior brothers die, and why did they die one by one? Lin Yi's heart was cold, and he suddenly felt that there was a great fear in the fifth peak.

Seven senior brothers, seven war slaves, could it be... Lin Yi's pupils shrank suddenly.

He thought of a thing that made his hair stand on end, seven senior brothers, seven war slaves, how can there be such a coincidence.

Could it be...

The seven war slaves are the seven senior brothers. The more Lin Yi thinks about it, the colder he feels.

If this is the case, then the eighth senior brother, wouldn't he also become a war slave? And me, I am Lao Jiu, the master's closed apprentice, will I also become a war slave?

Nine apprentices, nine war slaves. He didn't know what happened to the other seven senior brothers, but Lin Yi was very clear about Xiao Moli and his situation. Both he and the eighth senior brother had extremely strong physical bodies among their peers, which fully agreed with the conditions for refining war slaves.

That's right, Leng Zhong's purpose of accepting apprentices is not for accepting apprentices, nor for Qiongshan's inheritance, but for refining war slaves.

This is also the reason why the population of other peaks is prosperous, but the population of the fifth peak is sparse.

Just imagine, no matter it is any mountain, even if there are few disciples, there should be some deacons and elders, even if there are no deacons and elders, there should be some servants to clean the fifth peak.

The reason why Leng Zhong didn't allow anyone on the fifth peak was because what he did was too nasty and he didn't want people to find out.

"I understand, I understand, Qi Zhan Nu is the seven senior brothers, master, master, you are too vicious!"

Lin Yi suddenly realized, and finally understood the key to the matter, and he finally understood why Xiao Moli would often say to him; Junior Brother, my destiny is your destiny.

It turned out that the eighth senior brother himself knew that he would be refined into a war slave, but he knew that the master was too strong and could not change the fate of being refined into a war slave. The reason why he didn't tell himself was simpler.

Just imagine, if a junior brother came suddenly now, would Lin Yi have the heart to tell him this?

On the other hand, if he knew back then that he would become a war slave, he wouldn't have thought about cultivating.

In fact, with Lin Yi's ingenuity, he should have thought of the tricks, but the matter involved the master, and he hadn't thought about it.

"What should I do? When will Shizun attack me?"

"Run away, no way! The Seven War Slaves are in my body, if I escape to the ends of the earth, the master will catch me back, so what should I do?"

"By the way, Jiuyou Requiem, Brother Eight once said that I am the only one who can break free from fate. Let me gather the remaining pieces of Jiuyou Requiem. It should be to deal with Master, no, to deal with Leng Zhong The key. Just relying on the Jiuyou Requiem is not enough, we have to think of other ways..."

"Leng Zhong, just wait, I will avenge the eighth senior brother's revenge, and there are seven senior brothers, you have spirits in heaven, the junior brother will not let you die in vain, I must take revenge."

Seven war slaves.

With a thought in Lin Yi's mind, seven war slaves appeared in front of him. They were tall or short, fat or thin, and their skins were all navy blue. The seven war slaves are all young, so they must be his seven senior brothers.

Although the seven war slaves now obey his command, Lin Yi understands that once he confronts the master, the seven war slaves will definitely turn against him.

There is also the eighth senior brother, who is probably refined into a war slave now, but the figure of the eighth senior brother is very different from ordinary people, and Leng Zhong didn't let him enter his body.

For a long time, Lin Yi thought that Leng Zhong was just a wild crane with no desire for power, otherwise he would not have dismissed the position of head. Now that I think about it carefully, he is not not interested in the position of the head, but has a bigger plan. Just imagine, once the Nine Warriors are trained, even if he does not make a move, he will be able to sweep the entire Dongsheng Continent.

By the way, Xiaolu said that the eighth senior brother was taken away by the master's soul, is it the same for the seven war slaves?

Thinking of this, Lin Yi released his mental power and entered the mind of Qi Zhannu. It was helpless to find that the minds of every war slave were covered by strange black runes. The runes were like a steel siege, tightly wrapping the position of the soul, and Lin Yi couldn't see the situation inside clearly.

But he could guess that what was shrouded in the runes must be the master souls of the seven senior brothers. Leng Zhong also used this to control the war slaves.

Even if you don't know the refining method of Seven War Slaves, you can deduce the principle.

In the minds of war slaves, the main soul is their own. They may still have their own consciousness, and they can even practice on their own, but their consciousness is sealed in black runes and cannot communicate with the outside world.

They can control their physical bodies, but they must obey the orders of their masters.

Knowing about the situation of Qi Zhannu, Lin Yi was even more terrified. He would rather be out of his wits than become a monster like Zhannu, that was really terrifying.

Putting away the Seven War Slaves, Lin Yi told Xiaolu about these things. Even Xiaolu, who has lived for nearly ten thousand years, couldn't help being frightened upon hearing this.

"Lin Yi, why did you end up with such a terrifying master, silly boy, what a pity!" Xiaolu sighed.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth: "Shut up! Stop talking sarcasticly, do you think my brothers can be saved?"

"Xiao Moli can be saved, but the other seven people cannot be saved." Xiaolu gave such an answer.

"Why?"

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and was overjoyed to hear that the eighth senior brother was saved. The other senior brothers have never met, and they have sympathy, but no emotion.

But Brother Eight is different. Among the people Lin Yi knew, the one who treated him best was Xiao Moli.

Xiaolu said in an old-fashioned way: "Boy, the two souls and six souls of your eighth senior brother are in the body of his own sacred tree. As long as this sacred tree does not die, he will be safe and sound. Not only will he not dissipate, but he will also become stronger. In addition, he The soul of the master is in his body, preserved by a special method, and will not dissipate. As long as the black rune is gone, you can fuse all the souls of the senior brother together, and he will survive."

"It's different for your other senior brothers. Although their master souls exist, the two souls and six souls are gone. Once the black runes are scattered, the master souls will automatically collapse. Except for you, a pervert, no one's soul Being divided can still survive.”

"Understood." Hearing Xiaolu's words, Lin Yi clenched his fists: "Eighth Senior Brother, I must save you. You are right, I am the only one who can escape my fate."

At this moment, Lin Yi longed for strength extremely. If he was strong enough to smash Leng Zhong with one punch, everything would be solved.

"I want to change the fate, and also the fate of the eighth senior brother." Lin Yi muttered to himself.

Xiao Moli would never have imagined that Lin Yi had quietly changed his fate. If Lin Yi hadn't come to the fifth peak, if he hadn't happened to be carrying the Soul Cultivation Tree, Xiao Moli would never have the possibility of being resurrected.

Junior brother, my destiny is your destiny.

No, Eighth Senior Brother, I want to change your fate against the sky, I will not die, and neither will you.

"Boy, what are you doing in a daze? Just pack up your things and run away. When your bastard master comes back, you will be completely finished with the ball, and you will definitely die." Xiaolu's eager voice came.

"Is it certain to die?"

Lin Yi muttered, and uprooted the soul-cultivating tree. In order to prevent the master from noticing the abnormality, he had to be careful now, and he couldn't plant the soul-cultivating tree on the fifth peak, it was too dangerous.

"Your uncle, Lin Yi, what are you going to do?" The leaves of the soul-cultivating tree bumped into each other, expressing their dissatisfaction. Xiaolu felt that it was chilly below, as if she was suddenly dragged away from Xiao Nei. It roared, venting its dissatisfaction.

"Asshole, if you treat me like this, I will curse you to death."

"Xiaolu, let me wrong you for a while." Lin Yi ignored the roaring Xiaolu, and put it in the Qiankun Ring.

"You are dead!"

Xiaolu in Qiankun Ring is still roaring!

Are you dead?

Lin Yi looked at the sky.

If being drained of blood and breaking up my soul was death, I would have died long ago. If being sent to the earth with one soul and one soul counted as death, I would have died long ago. If exploding on Earth counted as death, I would have died long ago.

Life and death are just mediocre.

Leng Zhong, wait! Either you die, or you die, I will not die! !

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"Lin Yi!"

Two days later, Sword Emperor Yi arrived.

"Uncle Sword Master! Is there a mission coming?" Lin Yi opened the door and walked out of the blue tile hut, and came to Sword Emperor One.

"Well! Sit down first!"

Sword Emperor nodded, and sat with Lin Yi at the stone table in front of the green tile hut. Lin Yi picked up the teapot, heated a pot of tea with a spiritual fire, and poured a cup for each of them.

The sword emperor knocked on the stone table subconsciously, took the teacup, and then stopped: "Do you know the ghost cave?"

"Slightly heard!"

Lin Yi nodded. The Ghost Cave is in the southwest of Qiongshan Mountain, near Sangmu Ridge. It is about fifteen thousand miles from Qiongshan to the Ghost Cave.

The Ghost Cave is Qiongshan's area of ​​strength, and it is also a gathering place for evil casual cultivators. The strength is stronger than the Qitian Alliance in Qitian City. This is a very evil alliance. Qiongshan has besieged there many times. Because of the special terrain of the Devil's Cave, it is surrounded by poisonous barriers all the year round. It extends in all directions and hides many small Tibetan circles.

So every time the Devil's Nest was encircled and suppressed, it suffered heavy losses, and the Devil's Nest was almost wiped out several times, and then revived again, so Qiongshan would not move it easily.