A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 769 Awakening

However, that cultivator has human blood and spiritual roots in his body.

And from the detailed information we got, we learned that the sect was called Sanyuan Sect, and the name came from the Sanyuan Gong that the sect leader practiced.

This technique is of the upper yellow grade, and has a characteristic that it is only suitable for those with spiritual roots of any three attributes. Those with five elements spiritual roots or single spiritual roots cannot practice it.

"The Sanyuan Sect has 500,000 disciples, and there are almost no requirements for joining. Could it be that they are also collecting spiritual power?"

Lu Luan pondered and the information he had obtained was that the Sanyuan Sect’s territory was an area of ​​two thousand miles in radius, and that a sect with only one person in the early stage of the Golden Core had so many disciples, which made him feel a little surprised.

This sect was established only about sixty years ago, and is still accepting disciples. As long as they are transformed monsters, no matter what their bloodline is, they will be accepted as disciples. Of course, the same applies to humans, too, no matter what your spiritual roots are, or whether they are fake or useless. Unlike other sects, there are no requirements for spiritual root level or character.

Over time, he accumulated so many cultivators, but he knew that among so many people, most of them had achievements below the fourth level of Qi Refining, and their main function was to provide mental power.

Although five hundred thousand is a lot, a considerable number of them are only at the Qi Refining level, and a few high-level spirit stones a year are enough to keep them fat and healthy.

Moreover, this number of people is not much for him. He recruited hundreds of thousands of underground races in the past, but the mental power generated was only enough for him to release a few god-slaying spells. Now that he is in the late Jindan period, if he takes over, he will have to recruit a large number of disciples.

Lu Luan tiptoed and disappeared, flying towards the Sanyuan Gate.

The sea is calm.

"How can we make the sect leader willingly give up his position?"

Lu Luan was thinking in his mind.

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind: "Why not just get rid of the sect leader? With my strength, it would be easy to search his soul, and then change his appearance and use some tricks to change his aura. Wouldn't that be easier?"

This method is easy, simple and convenient.

"After my soul transforms, I have to find a way to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. I don't have much time, so this method is a good idea. Then I can use the same method to merge the surrounding small races and sects together. This should be enough mental power for my soul to transform in a short period of time."

A plan had already emerged in his mind.

And it is very feasible. A single Sanyuan Gate is definitely not enough. With our current powerful military force, we can completely force the surrounding races and forces to surrender. In this way, we can gather enough huge mental power.

"As long as the transformation of my soul is successful, I will be close to becoming an immortal."

Lu Luan silently thought to himself that he could fulfill his promise to Linglong. As long as he could return to the immortal path, he could go to Pengling Sect.

He walked briskly, riding the wind and waves, like a string of shadows.

After a short while, we saw a group of islands covered with various buildings.

The figure flashed and went inside.

Sanyuan Gate has a large area, and there is a solid formation on the island at the core of it.

"Most of the disciples are from other races."

Lu Luan took a quick glance and found that the surrounding islands and the sea were all inhabited by foreigners, and the ratio of disciples to the population was less than one-tenth.

He looked towards the center, took a step forward, and entered the formation silently.

Then the soul unfolds.

Soon, he found his target in a large hall.

The leader of Sanyuan Sect is a middle-aged man named Chen Haisheng.

At this moment, several elders who had reached the foundation-building stage were explaining something to their sect leader in panic.

Moreover, he looked very disheveled, as if he had just been beaten up.

Lu Luan had a jade slip hidden and was watching from the side.

"Master, the Green Ray Tribe has issued an ultimatum, requiring us to move out of the sea within three months, otherwise we will all be fed to the fish."

An old man said with his beard trembling.

"Master, let's move away. The Green Ray Tribe has four powerful men with the Golden Core cultivation level. Moreover, they also raise many demon fish that have not yet developed their intelligence. If a fight breaks out, they might really feed us to the fish."

The other old man's eyes were filled with fear, and he was ready to retreat.

"Dear elders, don't be afraid. As long as our entire sect unites, we will be able to overcome the difficulties." Chen Haisheng was unwilling to leave just like that. He bent over and encouraged them.

"Master, the gap in strength is too big. It cannot be made up by numbers. Besides, there are only a few people in the foundation building stage. Let's avoid them first and come back when we have the strength."

"Everyone, rest assured. With the restraint of the immortal forces in Qionghai Region, they dare not feed you to the fish."

Chen Haisheng comforted.

"Master, please think twice."

Seeing that he was determined to fight to the end, several elders were about to cry.

"Okay, you guys go down first. Just hold on for a while. When my magical power is fully developed, I will have a plan to repel the enemy."

Chen Haisheng didn't want to say anything more and waved for them to leave.

The old men had no choice but to retreat dejectedly.

"Really? You're just causing me so much trouble."

Chen Haisheng looked at those people with resentment, and then his expression began to become solemn. He murmured: "The Green Ray Clan is interested in the spiritual vein in the sect. Let's delay it a little longer. If it really doesn't work in the end, give it to them."

Lu Luan saw that it was almost done, so he deployed a barrier and froze the space.

"not good!"

By the time Chen Haisheng realized something was wrong, he was surrounded by darkness.

Then the pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw in the darkness, an expressionless, devil-like man walking towards him step by step.

So he quickly prepared to resist, but the next moment, he was even more frightened, because his storage ring and Huangting Cave seemed to have disappeared. At this moment, he was like a powerless child.

Lu Luan's figure flashed and came in front of him.

"You...who are you?"

Chen Haisheng had already smelled the strong scent of death. Under the gaze of Lu Luan's indifferent eyes without a trace of emotion, this despair of being immersed in death, a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core, was so timid that his legs were shaking.

As he staggered back, Lu Luan's palm had already pressed lightly on his shoulder.

Like a huge mountain, Chen Haisheng was so frightened that he dared not move at all.

"Master Chen, I will take over your position as the head of the sect from now on."

A ghostly voice came into his ears.

Looking at Lu Luan again, although there was no fluctuation in his expression, his eyes were already wrapped in a layer of gray mist, giving people the feeling that he was in an endless vortex, as if there was an endless abyss behind him.

"Devil, devil!"

Chen Haisheng's voice was trembling, he couldn't speak clearly, and his face was full of fear.

"Devil?"

Hearing this title, Lu Luan smiled. He was a demon? As long as his soul was transformed, he would be close to becoming an immortal.

"You despicable creatures in the dark, you shall not die a good death!"

Chen Haisheng knew that he was doomed and started cursing.

"court death!"

There was murderous intent in Lu Luan's eyes, and he was about to slap out with his palm.

In front of him, Chen Haisheng was just an ant, but when he saw the ant's extremely desperate eyes, he was stunned.

"No, what am I doing?"

The next moment, Lu Luan was shocked.

These desperate and innocent eyes were like a needle that pierced deep into his mind, piercing through a certain membrane and exposing what had been obscured.

At this moment, Lu Luan seemed to have grasped something and came back to his senses from his confusion. A strange light appeared in his eyes. He looked at his raised hand in disbelief and murmured, "When did I become like this?"

This sounds confusing.

At this moment, he seemed to truly recognize himself, and felt... this familiar body became somewhat strange.

After a while, Lu Luan murmured again: "I seem to have been like this since I became a demon, and it has been getting worse, especially after my resurrection. Didn't I notice it? Or have I subconsciously come to think that this is normal?"

"Pooh!"

Chen Haisheng didn't know where he got the courage from, but he actually spat at him.

It hit Lu Luan right in the face.

Lu Luan looked at him in surprise.

"Devil, kill me, hahahaha."

Knowing that he would die today, Chen Haisheng was not afraid at all and roared wildly.

Lu Luan ignored him and slowly reached out to wipe the saliva off his face, as if he had become a different person.

At this moment, he still had the same thought in his mind: why did this familiar body of his become somewhat strange?

Indifferent to life, killing people at will.

The last time when the spiritual roots were tested at the Lin family in Lancheng, the person from the Li family just casually made a joke to the head of the Lin family about a marriage between the two families. If he hadn't been afraid of causing trouble and affecting Lin Qingxue, he would have almost thrown out a few talismans and destroyed the Li family.

It's the same now.

"so close!"

After realizing it, Lu Luan felt cold sweat on his back. If he had not woken up in time and killed Chen Haisheng, he would not be getting closer to the immortal path, but further away!

He almost became a complete demon.

If that palm strike had landed, not only would Chen Haisheng's life have been taken, but his own retreat would also have been ruined.