At this moment, Lin Yang seemed to be wrapped into a huge cocoon, entangled with countless black threads that penetrated his body.
He couldn't control his body at this moment, as if he suddenly turned into a stiff stone, unable to move at all.
"Body Demon Soul Refining Technique!"
"Jie Jie! Do you think I can't see that you are now completely devoted to physical cultivation?"
"I already know everything about you. Even if there is an accident, it will still be under my control. If you want to defeat me, you are overestimating your own capabilities!"
The God of Rescue laughed wildly, and the sky was filled with black air and sinister wind, full of evil aura.
Seeing that Lin Yang, who had been crushing the God of Disaster just now, was now controlled by the God of Disaster and unable to move, everyone watching the battle suddenly became anxious.
They all took action in unison, and all kinds of auras suddenly flickered one after another.
But at this moment, the God of Disaster didn't want to pay attention to these guys at all. It was just that the strong wind was howling, and a huge wall of black energy was blocked in front of everyone.
Boom boom boom!
All the attacks hit the black wall, just like a mud cow hitting the sea, without any effect.
But at this moment, the God of Rescue turned into a huge air ball again, suddenly surrounded Lin Yang in the center, and began to rotate continuously.
The reason why the God of Disaster has been able to live from ancient times to the present, and is not one of the seven supreme immortal gods in ancient times, is not because of his strength, but because of conspiracy and calculation.
In ancient times, many gods died in that era.
Even those supreme immortals and gods have fallen in ancient times, so how could he still be dominating now?
The Body Demon Soul Refining Technique is an evil technique created by the God of Disaster Himself. It is specifically targeted at practitioners with strong physical bodies. It can forcibly refine such practitioners into monsters controlled by him.
Just like the Celestial Being Sect in the past, there are many evil arts passed down directly from the God of Disaster, and most of them are evil arts that can refine living beings into evil monsters.
In order to target Lin Yang, in the battle just now, the God of Rescue had been making constant calculations from the beginning, and now he finally achieved his goal.
As long as Lin Yang is unable to withstand the painful torture of the body demon soul refining technique, he will soon be drained of his mind, lose his mind, and eventually become a puppet who only knows how to kill.
The most intuitive crisis he could feel came from Lin Yang at this time, but if Lin Yang was controlled by him, the others would be just ants that he could destroy with a wave of his hand.
As long as Lin Yang is controlled, it can also be of great use when liberating the main body later.
The God of Disaster has been waiting for this day for a long time. He couldn't wait to control Lin Yang and massacre everyone present. Thinking of the fearful look on the faces of these ants, the God of Disaster became very excited.
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Countless black threads completely entangled Lin Yang, completely covering his entire body.
Countless runes began to appear on the black cocoon, emitting an evil black light.
At this moment, Lin Yang felt that while his body could not move, his consciousness was gradually beginning to lose focus.
He tried his best to control his consciousness and keep it clear, but after being wrapped in this black cocoon, the more he resisted, the faster his consciousness dissipated, until finally, a deep darkness completely submerged all his consciousness.
When Lin Yang slowly opened his eyes, he was lying on an old wooden bed. Looking around, he saw that this was just a very dilapidated wooden house, with tiles everywhere above his head.
There were holes, and black drops of water were still dripping down.
Snap!
Snap!
The surroundings seemed very quiet, the room was very dark, and the sky outside looked like it was about to enter the night.
Lin Yang resisted a feeling of discomfort and slowly sat up from the bed, only to find that what covered him was only a tattered mattress.
After he sat up, he suddenly felt a strong stinging sensation in his head, which made him cover his head and moan deeply.
"Where am I..."
He just felt that this place looked very strange, and he had a subconscious intuition that he should not belong here.
But suddenly, he frowned.
"Why do I appear here..."
"Who am I……"
He seemed to have forgotten all the important things in such a short period of time after waking up. Now he couldn't think of anything. He only felt that his head was getting more and more painful, and he couldn't help but want to lie down again.
Going down and just lying there seemed to make him feel more comfortable.
But in the end, Lin Yang still endured the pain and got off the bed.
His feet touched the cold ground, which was slightly damp. He immediately felt a chill in his body and woke up his consciousness a little.
He didn't even have a pair of shoes to wrap his feet, so he could only stand up barefoot, stepping on the cold ground, and prepared to walk outside the door to take a look.
In the dilapidated wooden house, the distance from the bed to the door was only a few meters, but he walked as fast as a turtle for a while before finally putting his hand on the door frame, panting.
At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps suddenly coming from outside the door, which seemed to be approaching here quickly.
"Brother! Are you awake?! Great!"
A young girl who was only as tall as his shoulders, had two long braids, was wearing thin clothes, and her face was still stained with dirt, but she looked lively, walked up to him and helped him up.
"Hurry up and go back to bed. How can you get out of bed? My parents have told me that it will be bad if you get hurt again."
The girl seemed to want to help him back to the bed, and supported Lin Yang as he went back, still mumbling.
"My parents have gone to collect medicine. They told me to take good care of you. If something happens to you again, I will be taught a lesson by my parents."
Lin Yang didn't speak, couldn't even resist, and allowed the girl to help him back to the bed and sit down.
He looked at the girl's face and listened to her chatter. While he subconsciously felt unfamiliar, he seemed to be extremely familiar with the person in front of him.
Is she my sister?…
Lin Yang's eyes were thoughtful.
The girl asked him to lie down again and covered him with a mattress. The tattered mattress seemed to bring a touch of warmth. Lin Yang's consciousness began to uncontrollably fade away as he lay on the bed, and he fell asleep soon after.
It wasn't until midnight that he suddenly sat up from the bed. His whole body began to feel as if it was pierced by countless sharp thorns, and he felt severe pain. He sweated like rain, making the already damp bed even more clammy.
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This sudden pain was simply unbearable for him. Severe pain was felt in every part of his body, as if his skin and flesh were being continuously cut by a sharp blade, and then a lot of ants were sprinkled on the wound.
Eating his flesh.
Lin Yang's body was trembling, and he held his head hard with both hands, but there was no way to relieve the pain.
After a while, his screams quickly attracted the attention of others, and the girl and the two old men wearing shabby clothes and old faces all entered the house.
Lin Yang was supported by the girl, and then the girl's worried voice sounded urgently in his ears.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing the painful expression on Lin Yang's face, the two old men beside him were also very worried.
"Quick, go get the herbs we found during the day!"
The old man immediately ordered the old woman. The old woman seemed to have difficulty walking on her feet, so she limped toward the door. After a while, she finally brought out a dark clay pot. I didn't know what was in the pot.
The thing is exuding a strong stench.
"Xiaolan, stay away."
The old man took the clay pot from the old woman's hand and said to the girl. Then the old woman came forward and helped Lin Yang up instead of the girl.
Lin Yang was covering his head and howling in pain. At this time, his attention was completely disrupted and he couldn't focus on these three people who looked like his family.
After the old woman helped Lin Yang, she subconsciously tilted her head back a little.
The old man also sat on the bed holding a clay pot. Then he rolled up his sleeves and reached into the pot. After scratching a few times, he pulled out a puddle of foul-smelling black mud.
When he grabbed the black mud out, it seemed to be squirming in his hands, like a living thing.
But the three of them seemed to be accustomed to this scene, and didn't think there was anything unusual about it.
The next moment, the old man grabbed a handful of the black mud in his hand and covered it on Lin Yang's head.
Snap!
The wet black mud looked sticky and lay on Lin Yang's head. It soon covered the entire top of his head, covering all his hair, and slowly flowed down below.
But at this moment, Lin Yang suddenly felt a very cool feeling coming from the top of his head. The intense pain just now seemed to be relieved a lot when this cool feeling came.
But he couldn't open his eyes because the black mud had spread down, covering most of his face.
Snap!
The old man grabbed another handful of black mud and placed it on Lin Yang's shoulders, then pulled off his tattered clothes.
After a while, Lin Yang seemed to have turned into a black clay figure, and his entire upper body was covered in the foul-smelling black mud.
At this time, the old woman could no longer hold on, rolled up the mattress, and placed it behind Lin Yang to support him, while she stood up from the bed and moved further away.
Until a long time passed, the dark sky outside never changed.
As the old man kept taking out the black mud from the jar, Lin Yang's whole body was completely wrapped in the black mud, and the others were also put down and lay on the bed.
After doing all this, seeing that Lin Yang did not continue howling in pain and seemed to be feeling much better, the three of them, who had always had worried looks on their faces, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's go and let the baby rest."
The old man said at this time, and the hand he had just grabbed the black mud from the jar was now covered with a layer of black mud, and was trembling uncontrollably.
The girl named Xiaolan seemed to want to say something more. She looked at Lin Yang who was unconscious again, and was finally pulled out of the room by the old woman.
After a few people left, the surroundings fell into a strange silence again. At this time, the only sound left was Lin Yang's slight and even breathing on the bed.
He didn't understand what was happening. It was as if he had lost all his memory and didn't know why he was in pain.
But now this feeling made his pain disappear for a short time. He just felt the coldness constantly coming from the surface of his body, and a strong stench was constantly irritating his nasal cavity, making him feel a little uncomfortable.
But compared to the pain just now, this kind of stimulation caused by the smell suddenly seemed insignificant.
But for some reason, this painful feeling quickly dissipated and disappeared, but Lin Yang suddenly felt restless and restless in his heart, as if something was watching him secretly.
Lin Yang became more and more irritable at the thought of hiding in the dark and quietly spying on his existence.
Logically speaking, if the pain has passed, he should feel exhausted and fall into a deep sleep soon. But at this time, even though Lin Yang closed his eyes, his consciousness was still awake, but he could not.
When I woke up, I couldn't make any movements. I could only lie on the bed and endure the irritability in my heart.
I don't know how much time has passed, but his consciousness is still insisting on being unable to fall asleep. The cold feeling in his body has completely dissipated, and the foul smell that has been irritating his nasal cavity has completely disappeared at this time.
No trace.
But he was still like a corpse that couldn't move, until suddenly a small voice came to his ears, carrying a sultry heat.
"Brother, are you feeling better?"
It was the girl's voice, asking Lin Yang softly in his ear at this moment.
Hearing this voice, he felt a little strange before, but now he felt familiar, and he nodded subconsciously.
As if he noticed Lin Yang's reaction, not long after, a flash of light appeared in front of Lin Yang's eyes.
The hardened black mud covering his face was gently torn off by the girl named Xiaolan.
The room was still dark, but compared to the dark environment Lin Yang had been in just now, it seemed much brighter.
He blinked and wanted to say something, but suddenly found that something seemed to be stuck in his throat, preventing him from making a sound.
With Xiaolan's help, he slowly sat up from the bed, but the hardened black mud on his body made him feel very uncomfortable.
Seemingly noticing Lin Yang's discomfort, Xiaolan helped him tear off all the tight black mud wrapped around his body.
After working for a while, all the black mud was torn off, and the painful feeling did not come back again, and Lin Yang also felt much more relaxed.
"My parents asked me to take good care of you. They continue to collect medicine. This medicine must be used every night, otherwise you will not be able to survive."
Xiaolan seemed to know that Lin Yang couldn't speak, so she explained to him softly, and then picked up a bamboo basket from the ground.
"Brother, eat something, you must be very hungry."
She placed the bamboo basket in front of Lin Yang. Inside the bamboo basket was a black mass that looked like the limbs of some kind of animal. It was only the size of a palm, but it exuded a faint fragrance.
Lin Yang, who had been resisting subconsciously, suddenly felt that his body was very weak at this moment after smelling this fragrance, and his stomach was as hungry as if he had been hungry for a long time.
He stretched out his hand, gently grabbed the black meat-like thing from the bamboo basket, and then stretched it out in front of his eyes.