Soul Trigger

Chapter 440 The Barrel Effect
Ji Li frowned:

"What do you mean?"

The inky spiritual essence in King Yuanling's hand swirled and transformed into a Black Star Pistol:
"Do you like guns?"

"I can shoot the bullet that curves."

The child's father stumbled:
"I didn't ask you what your level was... Anyway, it's like this."

A black target appeared not far away as the black air gathered. He pulled the trigger.

"See the hole? Remember the size..."

Ji Li raised his hand:

"Wait a moment."

Then he pointed at the target created by King Yuanling:

"You seem to have missed the target."

King Yuanling was stunned, his face turned red, and he fired another shot, but missed the target again.

Ji Li: “…”

The angry Yuanling King opened his arms and enlarged the target dozens of times, filling the entire wall, and finally shot at it:
“Remember the size!”

Ji Li was so amused by what he saw, what an idiot it was to use a gun.

Then the pistol turned into a heavy sniper rifle. In the hands of King Yuanling, it was like an ant carrying an elephant. He fired a shot with difficulty, and the entire target was blasted away:

"The pistol is for ordinary awakeners, and the sniper rifle is for immortals."

As the target recovered, he carried the heavy sniper rifle and fired another round. This time, the target had a large area of ​​cracks. Except for a small piece that fell off at the contact point, the whole target was basically intact because the bullet broke first:

"This is you."

"Your current spiritual essence is like having the qualities of an immortal, the fluctuations of an immortal, the resilience and pressure of an immortal, and even the aggressiveness, but it does not have the strength that an immortal should have. It is very fragile...

It's like a sniper rifle bullet hitting the target, but before it can injure the target, it breaks into pieces... Do you want to know why?"

"Why don't you just say it directly? Why are you keeping me in suspense?"

King Yuanling twitched his lips and dispersed all the spiritual energy around him:
"Because the situation inside your body is different from that of ordinary awakened people."

"In the 'Burning Blood' ceremony just now, the golden dragon vein power forcibly raised the part of your human spirit to an immortal state, but for some reason, it failed at the last moment.

According to my guess, it's probably because of the conflict in your part as a Dead Apostle..."

In fact, there is another possibility that King Yuanling did not mention, that is, Ji Li's soul strength has reached the point where the power of ordinary dragon veins cannot shake it, and a more explosive resentful dragon has to be used to perform the ritual.

After all, transforming a dragon servant essentially means changing the opponent's entire system.

However, he didn't think that his son could be that awesome.

King Yuanling continued:

But even if it fails, it helps you complete the purification of the Trinity and makes your spiritual part of man immortal."

"But your soul is not a trinity at this moment, but a quartet... because there is a curse mark on your body."

"So it turned to use the power of the vengeful dragon. Although this power is different from that of the Dead Apostles, it is still the power of corruption. From this perspective, it can transform you into a 'Dragon Servant'."

The process of human spiritual cultivation to achieve immortality is to complete the condensation of "self-nature" throughout one's life.

The Dead Apostles are "Cursed Scars", which corresponds to the classification of Dead Apostles into "Single Scar", "Double Scar" and "Perfect Scar".

"Then this raises a question... Look at the curse marks on your body now, how many are there?"

Ji Li closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the whites of his eyes had turned black, and brighter blue magic patterns radiated from his blue eyeballs, occupying the entire pupil:
"Single trace."

"The power of a single-marked dead disciple... can be compared to a three-dust peak master. In Silla's case, it is a four-type peak master. Therefore, if you want to achieve true immortality, you must cultivate your current 'single-mark' curse seal to 'double-mark'."

Ji Li's eyes returned to normal:

"Having said so much...Isn't it that I am now in a state of barrel effect, with half a bottle of water swaying?"

Yuanling Royal Road:

"I guess you can understand it this way... It's like you're stuck halfway through shedding your skin. You really have it. What is your 'inner evil'?"

As an immortal of the Mingzhao level, the information about the dead apostles was of course nothing to King Yuanling. Ji Li replied:

"arrogant."

King Yuanling deeply agrees:
“You are indeed quite arrogant. I really don’t know why you have become like this in Silla…”

Ji Li touched his chin:

"You're not surprised at all that I became a Dead Apostle..."

"For someone who had expected his son to be dead, this shouldn't be surprising."

"That's right, you said it quite calmly."

"…I am not calm. Anyway…"

King Yuanling looked at him deeply and sighed:

"Welcome home."

"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

The child's father was slightly startled, then he grinned, and his voice reached outside the door:

"Arrange a banquet."

……

Looking at Ji Li wolfing down the food on the table as if he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years, the child's father and the white-haired girl were both a little stunned.

“…Do you eat pig food in Silla?”

"Not really, but kimchi."

Ji Li gulped down a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

The child's father held his forehead with his hand, and the white-haired girl recovered from her daze and gently put down her chopsticks:
"I'm going to practice swordplay..."

"Ji Ruoxi."

King Yuanling slammed his chopsticks:
"Say hello to your brother before you leave."

Ji Ruoxi let out a breath, turned around, half bowed to Ji Li, and left.

She didn't touch anything in her bowl.

In the entire luxurious dining room, apart from a black-clad butler standing nearby and the servants who served dishes from time to time, there were only Ji Li and the child's father.

"That's your sister, Ji Ruoxi. She has a little temper, but we are all family. Just get along with each other more in the future. Don't worry about it."

"Your stepmother is not at home today, so it's just the three of us having dinner together."

Ji Li glanced at the dining room. It looked lonely. It was obvious that the original body's family situation was not good.

"What about the boss?"

"He is lying in the ancestral hall."

Ji Li immediately raised his head and looked at King Yuanling opposite him, who was stuffing shredded meat into his mouth with chopsticks, his tone was neither calm nor cold.

The ancestral hall, which is now the mourning hall, was the one where Ji Li saw the coffin when he entered:
"So that wasn't prepared for me?"

"You can, but you don't have to now."

Prince Yuanling said this and put down his chopsticks.

King Yuanling's name is Ji Yuan. That's right, his surname is not the same as Ji Li's. The original Ji Li had his mother's surname.

"Ling Wang" is a title and also a symbol of the royal family and the nobility. It is a title that can only be obtained by those who have made great contributions to Shulong.

This kind of "merit" is usually gained by suppressing a large tomb, which is the "ancient hell of spirits".

The title of Ling Wang cannot be inherited by the next generation. After the death of the original Ling Wang, one can only obtain it through merit.

There are nine of them in the entire Shulong.

(End of this chapter)