The Jiutian Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the ancient trees in the sky are connected one after another, covering the sky and the sun.
In this mountain range, low-level monks rarely come alone, and mortals regard it as a forbidden area and dare not step into it. Monsters and beasts are everywhere in the mountain range. If there is no walking route, even high-level monks will not dare to
Go deeper. If you encounter a monster above level 5, even a strong person in the Nascent Soul Stage will flee.
On this day, more than a hundred people came to the mountain range. Except for the leading man in white, the rest of them had solemn faces and looked around with vigilance. This group of people was Han Bin and the remaining members of the Nalan family.
When Han Bin told him about this place, Nalan Hai did not agree. He knew the dangers in the Jiutian Mountains all too well. Entering there would be a narrow escape, let alone surviving in such a place for a long time!
After Han Bin told Nalan Hai that he could avoid the monsters and took them to a valley without monsters, Nalan Hai decided to move there. After all, they had no way to go. All the disciples of Zhao Feimen died.
, it won’t take long for the people of the National Religion to know that they will definitely send Yuanying stage old monsters to kill them. Although Han Bin is powerful and can kill enemies across levels, he cannot withstand the anger of Yuanying stage strong men.
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In the evening of that day, after the Nalan family collected everything they could take, they migrated under the stars.
Not long after everyone left, Zhao Feimen's disciples came to inquire about the situation and see why the disciples who were performing the mission had not returned yet. After those disciples saw the corpse lying on the ground, everyone was stunned. They really couldn't figure it out.
Who can be there?
Killed all hundreds of monks in such a short period of time. Without exception, everyone thought of the strong ones in the Nascent Soul stage. As soon as this thought appeared, all the disciples' faces changed and they left in a hurry. When they left,
They even forgot to take away everyone's corpses.
It took Han Bin and other monks, each with a dozen ordinary people, three days to reach the Jiutian Mountains. Not long after they entered the Jiutian Mountains, Zhao Feimen's disciples came after them. Perhaps Yuanying
The first-stage monks did not expect that the Nalan family would come here, and did not pursue this route. The disciples who came to chase were all Qi-training stage monks. They did not take this route to heart at first, thinking that the Nalan family's
People would never come here unless they were looking for death.
After everyone arrived at Tianlang City, they learned from the defenders that more than ten monks flew into the Jiutian Mountains from above three hours ago. Only then did they realize that they were probably members of the Nalan family. Everyone hurriedly asked
They chased in the Jiutian Mountains. As soon as they arrived at the mountains, they heard the roar of a monster. Everyone's expressions darkened. They really didn't have the guts to continue chasing and turned around to inform the Yuanying Patriarch.
Nalan Jingyi followed Han Bin closely, with a nervous look on her face, like a frightened little girl. There were more and more trees in front of her, and the thick leaves blocked the sun. She stepped on the fallen leaves with her feet,
make a rustling sound
The sound made the atmosphere in the woods become weird. Nalan Jingyi trembled, walked quickly, walked to Han Bin, held his hand, and said: "Han Bin, I heard that the monsters here are very...
Awesome, let’s go back!”
Han Bin gave her a no-worry look and said, "We have been walking for so long, have you noticed that the monsters are coming to attack us?"
Nalan Jingyi thought about it carefully and realized that it really wasn't the case. Although she could hear the roars of monsters, none of them came. Thinking of this, Nalan Jingyi became bolder and couldn't help but ask:
"Han Bin, are the monsters here powerful?" Seeing Han Bin nod, she asked doubtfully: "If they are powerful, why are they afraid of us?"
As soon as these words came out, Han Bin couldn't help but chuckle and said: "It's not that they are afraid of us, but that we have not entered their territory."
"Territory?" Nalan Jingyi knew very little about things on the mainland except for cultivation. Because she thought these things were useless, she never looked at them. After hearing Han Bin's words, Nalan Jingyi's eyes seemed to open up.
Looking at the extremely interesting unknown world, he quickly asked: "What is territory?"
Before Han Bin could answer, Nalan Hai explained: "The territory is where monsters live. Different monsters have different cultivation levels, the size of the territory, and the intensity of the spiritual power in the territory are also different. Under normal circumstances,
Every monster, or two monsters, has a territory that belongs entirely to its own.
Any monster or human that steps into the territory will be killed." At this time, a roar of monsters was heard not far away, and he continued: "Did you hear that, the roar of monsters is to warn us if we step into them.
They are on the edge of their territory, and if we go deeper, they will attack us."
Nalan Jingyi nodded suddenly and said: "Then why have we walked for so long and no monsters have attacked us?"
Most people couldn't figure out the reason, but Nalan Hai saw it clearly and said: "Because we haven't gone deep enough." He secretly admired Han Bin in his heart. The route of the Jiutian Mountains is generally controlled by big families and
In the hands of the state religion, ordinary monks have no chance to know.
Nalan Jingyi rolled her eyes and suddenly turned around and asked: "Grandpa, if we catch a monster beast, can we make them my pets?"
"Pets?" Nalan Hai was startled by these words and said with a wry smile: "Do you think pets are chickens, ducks and geese raised in the family? You can catch them if you want. Generally speaking, monsters can only be recognized when they are very young.
Lord, if you want to catch such cubs, you must first kill their parents and then cast soul spells." At this point, he suddenly asked: "Do you think it is interesting to catch ordinary monsters?"
"We can catch a stronger monster!" Nalan Jingyi said innocently.
Nalan Hai was speechless for a while, then glared at Nalan Jingyi and said: "Don't talk about powerful monsters, even monsters above level three, you can't catch them."
Nalan Jingyi frowned and said to herself: "But I want to get a pet, what should I do?"
"You'd better give up this idea!" Nalan Hai waved his hand, "Monsters are easy to catch, but spells are hard to find. There are many strong men on the mainland, but do you see anyone who has a pet? A monk can have a pet to fight alongside him.
, that’s just a legend, it’s almost impossible for your pet to follow you wholeheartedly.”
Nalan Jingyi looked unbelieving and said: "I heard Grandpa Taizu say before that there is a Yuanying Stage Patriarch in Zhao Feimen, and there is a four-winged white crane." As she said that, she asked Nalan Hai.
: "Grandpa, you just said that the hard-to-find spell to conquer monsters has been lost. How did the founder of the national religion find it?"
Nalan Hai smiled bitterly and said: "The four-winged white crane was not tamed by magic, but tamed. There are domesticated monsters in each major sect. These monsters can obey the orders of the Yuanying Stage monks. Under normal circumstances, they will not
Bring them out to fight, they are mainly to protect the sect." At this point, he paused and said: "Of course, if the sect dies, these monsters will still leave."
After Nalan Jingyi listened, she continued: "What is the difference between domesticated monsters and those tamed by magic?"
Regarding the subjugation of monsters and beasts, there was no mention in Tang Xuanzong's books. Han Bin listened carefully.
Not to mention, Nalan Hai knows a lot, so he continued: "There are two types of monsters according to their temperament. The bad-tempered monsters are monsters, the mild-tempered ones are spiritual beasts, and the domesticated monsters are all spiritual beasts.
Beasts. Spiritual beasts were brought into the sect when they were young.
Within a hundred years, or even more than a thousand years of domestication, you can obey the orders of the monks. The higher the monk's cultivation level, the easier it is to control it. It is better to say that the third-level monster fire duck, without the cultivation level of the golden elixir stage, will definitely not be able to
Command them."
"What about magic subjugation?" Nalan Jingyi tilted her head and asked curiously.
After giving her a don't worry look, Nalan Hai said slowly: "Conquering it is very simple. As long as you have a very good relationship with the monster, or beat it to a state of near death, you can cast a spell to conquer it.
After subduing the monster, as long as you move your mind, it will regard your words as commands, and it will do whatever you ask it to do."
"But..." Nalan Hai changed the subject and continued, "The results of forced subjugation are different from normal subjugation. If it is forcibly subdued, the pet will obey your orders for a period of time at most. After this period of time, if one of you
Before the relationship between the two improves, the pet will betray and run away. If it is tamed under normal circumstances, the pet will not betray the owner. When the owner's cultivation level is improved, the pet will also improve accordingly. Not only that, the power of the pet's attack can also be increased.
More than 30%."
"Wow! So it's so good to have pets." Nalan Jingyi became excited, "If it is true that I have a seventh-level monster, then wouldn't I be invincible?"
"Yeah!" Nalan Hai nodded, "That's the theory, but it's impossible for a seventh-level monster to fall in love with you."
Nalan Jingyi pouted and asked in confusion: "Why?"
"Because you are too weak." Han Bin said, "Human beings respect the strong, and the same is true among monsters."
Nalan Hai said in agreement: "Yes, if you have the absolute strength to subdue the seventh-level monsters and let them obey you from the bottom of their hearts, they will follow you willingly."
Nalan Jingyi curled her lips and said in dissatisfaction: "If I had that kind of strength, what else would I need them to do, hum!"
At this time, a disciple from the clan asked: "Great Elder, does anyone else on the mainland know about the magic of subduing monsters?"
Nalan Hai shook his head and said with certainty: "No more." He paused and continued: "That is a legendary ancient magic. Whether it really existed is still a mystery."
Hearing this, Nalan Jingyi sighed depressedly and muttered: "So, I have no chance to have a pet of my own?"
Nalan Hai smiled slightly and said, "If you have more time, you can tame one."
After hearing this joke, everyone couldn't help laughing. Han Bin, who had always been cold, also showed a faint smile, but his smile disappeared in an instant and no one noticed it. Nalan Jingyi saw everything
Everyone laughed at her, but Han Bin didn't laugh. He snorted coldly at the people behind him, then grabbed Han Bin's shoulders tightly, leaned his head on Han Bin's shoulders, and said softly: "Brother Han Bin, I
I know you’re the best.”
Han Bin did not answer her words, took a deep breath and strode forward.
Not long after walking, the woods suddenly became quiet, so quiet that it made people feel frightened.
Han Bin's pupils shrank, he stopped, his eyes fell behind an ancient tree a hundred feet away, and he said in a solemn voice: "Are you here?"
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