Chapter 985

Liu Lang just tried the power of the tight hoop mantra, so it didn't last for a long time. However, in the consciousness of Huo Xuan and others, it seemed that thousands of years had passed. The pain that could not be described in words made them unforgettable. It is no wonder that even Qi Tian Da Sheng's characters who are incomparable with ox and fork have to stop cooking when they encounter the tight hoop curse.

"Now, to continue with the previous topic and lead your disciples to join the Fuyun sect, do you have any comments?" Liu Lang, with a smile, asked when those people relaxed.

First, he was beaten by Liu Lang with the Zhen Hun whip, and just suffered from the torture of the tight hoop curse. Even though these people were all Xuandan practitioners, standing at the highest peak of the earthly cultivation world, they did not dare to have any more temper at this time.

"What you say is what you say!" As the leader of Qingguang sect, Luo Tao said, biting his teeth.

"And you?" Liu Lang turns to Huo Xuan and Dai Jinhong. One is the current master of Feisha gate, and the other is the former master of Feisha sect, qingguangzong and Luo Tao. One can make the decision, but feishanma needs their opinions.

Huo Xuan and Dai Jinhong look at each other.

Dai Jinhong immediately said, "it's all up to the master."

Seeing Dai Jinhong throw the pot to himself, Huo Xuan sighed and said, "let me be the sinner. Feishamen agrees to be incorporated into Fuyun sect."

One is the future of the clan and the other is personal safety. All of these people have chosen the latter, which is called "Heaven kills the earth".

The more highly cultivated people are, the more afraid they are of death. They did not have the courage to commit suicide, and could not bear the torture of the hoop curse. Finally, they had to give in.

"In this case, you can return to your sect now, and you will be limited to 10 days to bring all the disciples and cultivation resources to Fuyun mountain." The next moment, Liu Lang directly threw a few people out of the Wutian Shengbei.

"Let us go like this?" Huo Xuan and others, you look at me, I look at you, the same flash of joy in the eyes.

Of course, Liu Lang couldn't escape Liu Lang's eyes. Liu Lang gave a cold smile: "are you going to run away, or are you going to take the disciples and ask me for revenge?"

"No, no!" Huo Xuan and others repeatedly waved their hands. They are still meat on the chopping board. Even if they think so, they dare not admit it.

"It doesn't matter. You can try it." Liu Lang said casually, "however, I remind you in advance that even if you run to the ends of the earth, this mantra is effective. For the next ten days, every night, I will urge the mantra for ten minutes. If you arrive at the Fuyun sect one day earlier, you can suffer less one day's sin. You can weigh it yourself!"

Huo Xuan and others are skeptical. They have always imagined that if they are far away from Liu Lang, the curse will be invalid. However, according to Liu Lang, this is not the case.

"Don't think about it. Tonight, you will know whether I'm telling the truth or not." Liu Lang shrugged and said, "if you start now, you may be able to suffer less than once."

On hearing this, Huo Xuan and others no longer hesitated, struggling to get up, a few flashes, disappeared.

After finishing all this, Liu Lang gave a long breath and planted spiritual imprint in the sea of six people's knowledge. His spiritual consumption was also very large, basically reaching the limit.

If you want to use the tight hoop mantra again, the only way is to improve one's mental strength, that is, refining essence. However, when I think of the several refined essence skills on hand, they are all relatively low-end, and Liu Lang has some egg pains.

"It's better to go to Fuyun mountain first." Tangled for a long time, also did not make a decision, Liu Lang sighed and said to himself.

As for the released Huo Xuan and others, Liu Lang is more at ease. In the mortal world, there is basically no way to recover the mental trauma caused by soul whip.

Those people who want to erase the spiritual imprint in the sea of knowledge are just like crazy people talking about dreams.

Unless they can get high-level sky material and earth treasure to restore soul power, the probability of that kind of thing appearing in the world is also very small, or even impossible.

The distance between Cangmen mountain and Fuyun mountain is not too far. One day later, Liu Lang came to the gate of fuyunzong.

Before that, Liu Lang had been to Fuyun mountain twice. The first time was to save the elder sister Dahe and the old patriarch. The second time he was looking for an antidote to cure the old patriarch. He happened to meet a white ape.

Compared with the previous two times, there is a lot of excitement outside the gate of fuyunzong.

The most obvious is that several houses have been built temporarily outside the gate of Shanmen. The disciples of Fuyun sect, headed by Bai Yu, are receiving the returning disciples of Fuyun sect.

Seeing Liu Lang show up, Bai Yu quickly stepped forward and bowed to salute: "elder Liu!"

Because Liu Lang was determined not to be the leader of the Fuyun sect, after discussion with the old patriarch, Liu Lang was listed as the chief elder of the Fuyun sect, and his status was equal to that of the patriarch.

On the second day of the new year, after leaving Nanshan to return to fuyunzong, the elder sister has announced the news to you. Meanwhile, the newly appointed elders of zongmen, the demon Xiu White Ape, and the demon Xiuyun dome just arrived yesterday.

Therefore, when Bai Yu saw Liu Lang, he called Liu Lang elder Liu.On hearing this name, Liu Lang guessed what had happened. In his opinion, it was also a good thing to have the title of an elder in the Fuyun sect. After all, he would often go to and out of the Fuyun sect in the future.

Only in this way can we be justified.

"How many lost disciples of the Fuyun sect have returned?" Liu Lang asked Bai Yu.

"There are about 400 people, and some are coming back one after another." Bai Yu replied.

"Not bad." The fuyunzong itself is not big. It was originally counted as the factotum disciples, that is, two or three thousand people. In just a few days, he could come back more than 400, which was beyond Liu Lang's expectation.

"Is the Lord LAN and other elders here?" Liu Lang asked.

"Yes, they seem to be in the hall." Bai Yu said.

"Then I'll go straight to them." Liu Lang nodded and walked into the mountain gate. Before that, he had wandered around the fuyunzong several times. Liu Lang was familiar with the layout of Fuyun sect.

The second time he came to Fuyun sect, Liu Lang hanged the old man of wujizong's Xuandan realm by array. At that time, the hall was damaged, but now the hall has been renovated.

Far away, Liu Lang heard the sound of cloud dome spreading in the hall.

Yunqiong used to be the person in charge of the demon refining room in Wanyao palace. Liu Lang took it in and made him the logistics support director of the Fuyun sect. He had nothing to do with refining pills and other things, which could be regarded as people's best use.

"The blue patriarch, such a big floating cloud clan, won't that be all?" "At first, Liu Lang told me that after arriving at the Fuyun sect, all kinds of pills could be eaten and used at will. But now, you can give me this medicine. What can I refine? I can't eat enough myself

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