Seeing that his master and Senior Sheng were about to quarrel again, Zhou Ling, who was hiding in the Qiankun Room, felt a headache. He covered his face with one hand and hammered on the light curtain with the other.
"Master! Let me do it, I still have power!"
This was the nth time that she had transmitted her telepathic message to her master. To be disrespectful, I didn't know whether her master was old, hard of hearing, or simply deaf. In short, he turned a blind eye to her various telepathic messages and turned a deaf ear to them.
But the master ignored her, and she couldn't just stand there and do nothing, so when there was danger, she reminded people of the danger, and when she had ideas, she expressed them.
Of course, Master ignored all of the above.
But for some reason, what she just said, that she could come, and she still had electricity, was actually heard by the master!
"Come out you!"
Long Aotian seemed to have guessed what was going on in the little girl's mind. When he heard that she still had electricity, he unceremoniously waved away the restriction of the Qiankun House and pulled her out.
It’s not like Long Aotian hadn’t thought about it before. He had the ready-made Thunder Spirit Root in his hands. He wanted to make a concerted effort to destroy this soul fragment into ashes under the natural conflict of thunder and lightning. The best way was actually to ask his disciple to help.
Although he had this thought at the beginning, once the fight started, this little thought was wiped out before the demon's soul.
There is no other reason. The demons that can destroy the world, even if it is just a tiny fragment of soul, how weak can it be?
Only by joining forces with Sheng Yuan could they barely tie with the opponent and only gain a slight advantage. Don't forget one more thing: they were still able to do this with the bonus of thunder power.
It is conceivable that if a small foundation-building disciple was pulled out to play with thunder, even if he and Sheng Yuan were to take care of him, the primary goal of the demon soul would be to kill Zhou Ling. If at that time, if he went all out and spared no effort to drag Zhou Ling to death at all costs, the two of them might not be able to protect him.
As for why he didn’t dare to bring her out before, but is willing to pull her out now.
Of course it is...
The battle situation is already one-sided. Even if Zhou Ling shows up, can this soul fragment, which has already turned into charcoal, still touch her?
"Use water vapor to create clouds, and use it to generate lightning force. Hit him on the body and forehead until he turns into vapor on the spot!"
This was the first task that Zhou Ling’s master gave her after she was released.
When it comes to teaching his disciples, Master Long Aotian is actually very qualified.
He taught things that were common in the world of immortal cultivation, and he also taught things that were not available in the world of immortal cultivation, including this self-created method of making thunder. As a disciple with full spiritual roots, she already had thunder spiritual roots, so controlling the power of thunder was a piece of cake for her. She did not really need this so-called method of artificially making thunder, but Long Aotian still taught her.
It's not for any other reason, just because she can't use it to create thunder, but the method of gathering clouds can still play a big role in her hands.
A cultivator with thunder spiritual roots can create thunder power out of thin air, but if he wants to strike the lightning out, he needs more of his own spiritual power to support it.
Zhou Ling is just a mere foundation-building cultivator. How could she have such abundant spiritual power to use the thunder-controlling technique which consumes so much energy?
Therefore, the usefulness of artificial clouds can be reflected.
If the lightning force itself becomes a lighter, then the cloud created will be like a flammable object sprayed towards the lighter. It can enhance and save effort, and is most suitable for beginners like Zhou Ling, a novice among novices.
Since the fog and cloud that the master had gathered before had not completely dissipated, it would be much easier for Zhou Ling to reunite.
But the demon soul in front, which had almost turned into charcoal, was like a leopard staring at its prey when it saw Zhou Ling for the first time, without blinking. The dangerous aura spread from it to the outside, and almost everyone who saw it would subconsciously feel fear and retreat.
The split soul, which looked to be in a miserable condition, now seemed to have recovered in almost all its mental states except for its appearance.
With the support of her master and Senior Sheng, Zhou Ling was not afraid at first. But for some reason, when she looked up and met the crazy eyes of the demon, she began to want to retreat and even turned around and ran!
Long Aotian naturally noticed that the demon was not in a good condition, so he reached out and patted his disciple on the shoulder, signaling her to be at ease.
"You want to make a counterattack before you die, it's just a bluff, don't be afraid, Master is here, you can kill him with confidence!"
"Wait a minute, not only is your master here, I am also here, just go ahead and chop, don't worry about your safety, we will be watching over you!"
Sheng Yuan saw that Long Aotian was so cunning that he didn't mention him at all. He had no choice but to do his best to gain favor in front of Zhou Ling so that she could bring this favor to her mother! Even if it meant sacrificing his reputation, he had to fight for his own achievements.
"Ok!"
The heart that had been somewhat reluctant to retreat, at this moment, was rekindled with the support of the two big guys!
In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing to be afraid of. No matter how powerful this demon soul is, it is just a spent force at this moment. If he wants to use his last strength to get rid of himself here, he must first see if Master and Senior Sheng agree!
There was no outsider present at the moment, and it was the best time to destroy this soul, so Zhou Ling did not hide anything and directly summoned out the Hengyue Sword.
The sword body, as cold as moonlight, shines dazzlingly even in the dark sea water.
The demon soul on the opposite side had a barely perceptible flash of fear in its eyes when it saw the sword for the first time!
"Good job!"
Others might not have noticed it, but Long Aotian kept staring at that ghost thing, not missing the subtle look in his eyes.
Turning around to take a look at her disciple holding Heng Yue in her hand, whose aura was surging, she couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
A good teacher produces good students. This child is worthy of being taught by Long Aotian. His aura is so strong!
Before being sealed, the demon was defeated by this sword several times, so it was normal for him to be afraid of it.
As for this old guy Sheng Yuan, although Long Aotian hated him for having no self-awareness, and being old and with dirt buried up to his neck, yet he still dared to covet his disciple's mother, it must be said that he was one of the few purely upright good men in the world of immortal cultivation.
During the apocalyptic war, he was still very young, but he was able to fight bravely on the battlefield and made great achievements.
Now, encountering the soul of the demon clan again, at this moment of unity against the outside world, even if the disciple reveals his true identity in front of him and takes out the Hengyue Sword openly, this guy, for the sake of morality, will never reveal even a single bit of this news.
Long Aotian was very satisfied with his disciple's decisiveness, but he didn't know that his beloved disciple had heard many secrets about the Hengyue Sword from Senior Sheng early in the morning. (End of this chapter)
