Leng Feiran's expression turned somber.
Chan Nu Immortal Technique is the supreme immortal technique of Qingyue Sect, but it is not mysterious in the Four Realms Continent.
For ten thousand years, no one has been able to master this immortal technique.
The Chan Nu Immortal Technique not only enhances cultivation but also provides comprehensive knowledge; it is practically an encyclopedia.
He was proficient in all kinds of martial arts, medical skills, puppetry, and formations.
If Yue Qingling really masters it, then he will indeed be the number one person below the sages of this era!
"I've already told you, can I go now?"
Yue Qingling felt a little reluctant, but the feelings that should have been severed long ago were no longer worth reminiscing about.
After that departure, the two had no further connection.
Leng Feiran stared blankly at him, muttering some incomprehensible words.
"In order for the Qingyue Sect to prosper, Empress Qingyue specially developed two cultivation methods. The Qingfeng Mingyue Technique is a grand and broad path, while the Channu Immortal Technique is rugged and steep."
In Chapter Thirteen of "The Bright Moon Chapter," there is an extremely obscure and difficult-to-understand incantation that seems to be able to control cultivators who have mastered the "Chan Nu Immortal Technique"...
"Master, may I leave now?" Yue Qingling had no time to pay attention to her, so she asked again.
Leng Feiran slowly stood in front of him, her eyes fixed on his chest: "You are now a Heavenly Cultivation Realm expert, which means that you already have a Nascent Soul meditating in your three-inch spiritual platform, right?"
Yue Qingling looked at her coldly: "This is the second problem already."
Leng Feiran did not respond, but stared intently at the Immortal Venerable's chest, silently reciting the incantation of Chapter Thirteen of the Bright Moon Chapter.
"The slave of the moon, called upon by the moon..."
"Whoosh!"
In that instant, Leng Feiran felt as if she had entered a clear and spiritual place, and she seemed to have gained another sense of perception.
She exclaimed in surprise, only to realize that her consciousness had appeared in Yue Qingling's three-inch spiritual platform.
Her body was still standing in front of Yue Qingling.
Leng Feiran saw that on the cool and safe three-inch spiritual platform, sitting upright was Yue Qingling, who was emitting a faint white light. This was his primordial spirit!
What did you do?
A voice came from behind.
Leng Feiran heard Yue Qingling's slightly panicked question.
She could still see Yue Qingling's expression on her physical body.
He clutched his chest, his lips drained of color from shock.
Leng Feiran did not answer; she slowly walked to the side of Yue Qingling's primordial spirit.
The primordial spirit, radiating white light, was truly like a fairy, possessing the ultimate in elegance and grace.
Leng Feiran chuckled silently.
Heh, what kind of bullshit immortal venerable is this?
In the end, aren't they just puppets of my demonic sect?
This tiny spiritual platform of mine, you let me in so easily?
"Master Leng! Please come out immediately!" Yue Qingling realized the danger, and after examining himself, he was greatly surprised.
The Nascent Soul Realm of cultivators should be the most heavily guarded place. How could it be so easily entered?
Then the opponent's divine sense could completely ravage his primordial spirit!
How could Leng Feiran possibly listen to him?
She walked gracefully to Yue Qingling's primordial spirit, gently squatted down beside the crystal-clear nascent soul, and stretched out her slender fingers to gently poke the nascent soul.
Just like that.
Yue Qingling collapsed to the ground.
The nascent soul of a cultivator is extremely sensitive and cannot withstand any touch. The slightest touch will immediately make the body go limp.
Yue Qingling struggled to stand up, using Leng Feiran's body as leverage.
But where would Leng Feiran give him a chance?
She completely changed her pitiful appearance from before, and casually pushed Yue Qingling's primordial spirit down and sat on its waist.
"Unpopular Master... Stop..."
Yue Qingling collapsed to the ground, her entire being gripped by an unprecedented level of sensitivity.
He felt as if Leng Feiran was gripping his heart.
He can only live if we let him live; he will die instantly if we kill him!
The youngest and most promising Immortal Venerable of the Four Realms Continent was convulsing on the ground, his exquisite face bearing the marks of humiliation.
Leng Feiran didn't make any big movements. She simply lay on the primordial spirit, looking at the crystal-clear beauty, and asked rather smugly, "What did you call me?"
"Unpopular master... hiss..."
Leng Feiran pinched his primordial spirit arm without any hesitation.
Yue Qingling was instantly covered in sweat and curled up on the ground, panting heavily.
"I'll give you one more chance. What should you call me?"
Unable to bear the humiliation to his primordial spirit, Yue Qingling stammered, "Master... Master... Master... please forgive me this time."
Everything felt like it had gone back to four years ago, when he was in the basement. These words were taught to him by Leng Feiran; when he couldn't take it anymore, he would shout them out.
Leng Feiran sneered, "Haven't you been chasing me all this time? Come on, kill me."
She pinched Yuan Shen's face hard and rubbed it roughly, showing no mercy whatsoever.
Yue Qingling felt extremely uncomfortable, with an indescribable ache throughout her body.
He couldn't help but scratch wildly at his chest until his clothes were torn and more than a dozen red marks appeared on his chest.
But even so, it was to no avail.
To have one's primordial spirit manipulated is truly worse than death.
Unable to live, unable to die!
Yue Qingling had never been so spineless before. She practically knelt on the ground, her pretty face buried in the dirt, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, "Master... I beg you... I beg you... I'll do anything you ask..."
finally.
Leng Feiran had had her fill of fun and then stopped. She suppressed her peaceful aura, still feeling somewhat unsatisfied.
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