Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 75 Carve your name on the tablet
Yan Huantiao sat on the millstone under the grape vine rack, holding his chin and began to think.

The body is life and the soul is nature. The soul is too fragile and can easily be contaminated by impurities.

The acquired pollution of the soul can be removed by magic, but the innate mutations are extremely difficult to clean up.

At this time, the value of the "Double Hands" of the Eight Great Skills is highlighted.

Duanmu Ying, one of the thirty-six thieves, practiced to cure all diseases in the world. All diseases in the world include both physical and mental diseases, so Duanmu Ying realized the "double-complete hand", one hand to change the body, and the other hand to change the soul. When practiced to the extreme, it is to create a "double life", and be able to knead out the purity of life and death that matches the practice.

Although this technique cannot directly improve combat effectiveness, its functionality in assisting extraordinary people is unmatched by the other eight unique skills. Yan Huan still believes that Lu Liang's use of the Shuangquanshou is a bit too wasteful.

"The special status of Mr. Chang is there. Lu Ci can still send someone to come forward, but why should he give face to Liu Hongzhong? Just based on the insignificant money in Kui'er's hand?"

Yan Huan sighed. It was a pity that Liu Hongzhong's real body was still alive. Humans and spirits were inseparable, and the connection between living people and souls was the most difficult for witches to interfere with. It was really difficult to solve it.

If this is a dead person and the ghost has left the body, it would be much easier to deal with. If it is a living person, we can only try to let the spirits, which are also spiritual bodies, attack the soul directly.

After thinking for a while, Yan Huan probably thought of several solutions, and then said to Liu Wukui: "There are probably three ways to deal with your brother's thing."

"First, let your brother find a way to become a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect and learn their inner alchemy skills. Then, he can spend the rest of his time protecting and training his life and enhancing the resilience of his soul. This will greatly increase the soul's ability to resist malignant changes. But to be frank, a boy's fate is a kind of destiny. This is tantamount to defying fate and changing it. It requires countless difficult and arduous practices. Your brother..."

Liu Wukui looked at Liu Hongzhong worriedly. No one knew her brother's physical condition better than her.

That body could no longer withstand the hardship of practicing.

"Second, wait for Lao Ma's stove, but this method is similar to the first method, so don't hold out too much hope."

To be honest, it was not until Zhuge Qing came that Nicholas Zhao Yunshang Nian was pulled out of the inner scene. If the self-cultivation furnace could greatly purify the soul and body, Old Qing would not have to spend so much time and effort on it.

What's more, this happened almost a year later.

Liu Wukui crossed his arms and said, "Brother Huan, why do I find that you masters all like to use the method of suppressing before praising? If these two methods don't work, you can just say the third one."

Yan Huan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "You should know that this road is dangerous, so you must take precautions in advance."

"Let's get back to the point. I have some magical powers that can remove the disease in his soul, but there are some things you have to understand. The sick boy's soul mutation is not independent. If I dig it out, your brother's soul will be incomplete."

Liu Wukui's heart skipped a beat.

She had also seen people who had lost their souls. Some were stupid and dumb, talking nonsense, and some had high fevers and strange diseases. Once the soul is missing, the life that matches it will be completely messed up.

"What's the difference between that and my brother's current state?"

Yan Huan shook his head and said, "No! A living person's soul is united. This is the reality of life. A broken soul does not mean that the person and the soul are separated. The erosion your brother is showing now will stop here. He may become stupider in the future, but his body will not continue to deteriorate."

Liu Hongzhong lowered his head and clenched his hands suddenly before his knees.

"I understand what this young master means. Let's give it a try."

Compared to the endless torture ahead, becoming an idiot is a small price to pay.

"Kui'er, if that's the case, I'll take over. After you finish, remember to burn three sticks of incense for the immortal behind me and set up the incense offerings."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the wood spirit appeared in Yan Huan's mind.

"The price is too low. You think you are only cutting off part of the soul, but in fact you are touching the fate of another person."

Yan Huan paused and said, "You are wrong. I will increase the price. I want you to offer incense and worship for five years."

"Don't even mention five years. If it can be resolved, I'm willing to take fifty years." Liu Wukui said decisively. Bang!
Hearing this, Yan Huan snapped his fingers and spread out his palms.

Wood spirit, black wooden box.

The screen wall swept in from all directions, and the world in the box unfolded instantly.

"Hu family members, you didn't get any incense last time, so this time it depends on your performance."

After being possessed by the group of spirits, Yan Huan walked out of the mist, and stretched out his hands covered with snow-white hair, revealing extremely sharp claws.

The dark green evil creature that the sick boy was entangled with obviously sensed something was wrong. Its scarlet eyes swam around in panic, and its suction-cup-like hands tightened tightly.

But the next second, the thing's panicked movements stopped.

The two large bulging eyeballs no longer moved around randomly, but instead stared straight at Yan Huan.

“Heh, you are worthy of being a member of the Hu family. You can even charm the evil spirit of a sick child.”

"go with!"

Yan Huan raised his hand, and several fox tails appeared behind him. The spirits of more than a dozen little foxes jumped out from them and bit the green lizard-like ghost thing.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Liu Hongzhong covered his mouth and started coughing heavily.

The "evil spirit" had just escaped from the charm when its body was fiercely torn by the little fox. Just as it was about to struggle, a sharp claw as white as snow flashed by and pulled it off Liu Hongzhong.

The thing was still restless even when it was held in Yan Huan's hand, twisting its body violently. After a few times, its big eyeballs stopped moving.

It succumbed to the tyranny of "Juling Spirits and Sending Generals".

Yan Huan suddenly felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand. He stared over and saw purple bloodstains on his hand spreading like plant roots, approaching his wrist.

This was the backlash of disturbing other people's fate, but Liu Hongzhong was not involved too much, so this small price was not enough to make Yan Huan worry. It was inside Bifang's black wooden box. He clenched his hands and gathered his strength, and suddenly shattered the backlash.

"elder brother!"

"Brother, how are you!?" Liu Wukui shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry, the magic of my black wooden box is to delay the settlement. Let's talk about it after we get out."

Snapped!
Yan Huan snapped his fingers again, and the three of them returned to the secluded courtyard.

Liu Hongzhong coughed a few times and felt more comfortable than ever before, except that his brain reaction and language formation abilities declined a little.

"No...it's okay. Much, much better...some things just can't be resolved..."

"Okay, it's just a melon, the price is acceptable." Yan Huan nodded.

Holy shit! Holy shit!
Liu Wukui's eyes were as red as fried eggs from crying, and he hugged Yan Huan's right leg.

"Huan'er! Why didn't you show up earlier? Do you know how many places I have dragged my brother to?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Okay, remember to mention these names for me." Yan Huan twitched his legs and almost lost his footing.

"Don't say these things, Brother Huan. I will carve your name on the tablet and write you into the family tree tonight!"

(End of this chapter)