On earth, there is a saying in Buddhism: "The mustard seeds absorb the mustard, and the mustard seeds absorb the sumeru."
Sumeru is used as a metaphor for hugeness, and mustard seeds are used as a metaphor for tinyness. The vast world contains countless dust particles, and each dust particle forms its own world, which means that one flower and one world, and one leaf and one Tathagata.
The changes in the metal fragments directly gave Lei Xingkong a realization: in that small cauldron, even though there was only a square inch of space, it was a world of its own, just like the mustard seeds that could hide Sumeru.
Of course, this small tripod, named Fangcun Tiandi, is far from being fully formed. It is like a mold, which is formed by expanding the metal fragments.
Those virtual image parts require countless fillings of Qi and energy to finally complete their transformation.
Lei Xingkong immersed his mind in the square inch of heaven and earth, silently feeling the aura escaping from it. Although there were only wisps of it, it was extremely powerful, shaking his soul, and even he was afraid of it.
What kind of power is this?!
Lei Xingkong was secretly shocked.
Even before Fangcun Tiandi has taken shape, its power is already so terrifying. What will it be like if one day its transformation is completed?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited...
I was shocked and delighted at times, my mind fluctuated, and demonic barriers suddenly appeared. For a moment, the virtual image of the square inch of heaven and earth showed signs of fluctuation.
Sensing the change in Lei Xingkong's state of mind, the little god quickly spoke up and warned: "Fangcun Tiandi is a rare treasure. If you want to restore it to its original appearance, it cannot be done overnight, so you don't need to think too much about it and make yourself confused.
Once you know your state of mind, no one can predict what will happen in the future. Everything has its own destiny." After a slight pause, the little god said again: "I told you before that the journey of cultivation is long and long, and the fragments of the world are yours.
The natal magic weapon just happens to be tempered with you, and when you reach perfection, it will naturally transform and complete it."
"I see!"
After listening to the little god's words, Lei Xingkong thought about it for a moment, and his heart suddenly returned to peace, and the virtual image of the square inch of heaven and earth became solid and steady again.
Chaos, let go of your mind and let it completely follow the flow of consciousness...
The aura in the square inch of heaven and earth is connected with the inner aura of Lei Xingkong, and the sky circulates...
I don’t know how long it took, but the phantom of the square inch of heaven and earth gradually dissipated, and the huge energy and qi were instantly reintegrated into the metal fragments, disappearing without a trace.
Lei Xingkong opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was already dark outside.
Standing up from the bed, he made a slight movement and immediately noticed something strange.
"It's strange, why does it seem a little different?"
Lei Xingkong stretched out his hands in front of his eyes and looked carefully.
The texture of the skin on my hands seems to have become more fine and dense, but other than that, there is no difference.
However, although the naked eye could not see anything, Lei Xingkong believed more in his senses at this time. He turned his head and thought for a moment, walked over and took off a saber from the wall, and chopped it hard on his arm without thinking.
"Bo!"
After a very soft muffled sound, the knife bounced up.
There was only a faint red mark left on the skin, nothing more.
"This is……"
Lei Xingkong was inexplicably surprised.
Although this sword was not said to have been made with all one's strength, it was still done with great strength. If it had been struck on ordinary armor, it would have been cut into two pieces. But now it was struck on the arm and he was able to bear it down. Obviously, his body had become even more powerful.
It's so powerful that ordinary swords can't do anything about it.
After thinking for a while, Lei Xingkong quickly figured out that this was undoubtedly the result of Fangcun Tiandi. Obtaining its powerful aura to temper the body, even if it is only a little bit, is enough to make the body stronger and stronger.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, after thinking for a while, Lei Xingkong opened the door and walked out of the room.
At this time, the soldiers were all scattered in the open space of the post to have dinner. When they saw Lei Xing come out, they all stood up spontaneously and greeted him respectfully.
Lei Xingkong nodded to them and walked slowly toward the outpost lobby.
After a day of cleaning, all the corpses were cleaned up, and the areas with blood stains on the ground were buried with sand so that no traces could be seen.
The gate of the outpost was still blocked with debris, and three or four soldiers stood tall on top of the gate to guard the outside of the camp.
Obviously, his orders were followed and followed meticulously.
Walking into the lobby, three corps commanders were there, eating.
As soon as Lei Xingkong entered the door, he said: "Bring that barbarian you captured before."
At this time, Lei Xingkong had everyone in the camp. His orders had absolute authority. As soon as he heard his words, no matter who he was giving the orders to, Li Dahai immediately stood up, waved to call the two of them, and said nothing.
Went to the underground water prison...
After a while, the barbarian was brought into the lobby.
Lei Xingkong looked up and saw that the barbarian had been squatting in the water prison for a whole day. Although he was mentally depressed, he didn't seem to have suffered much damage. This made him secretly sigh that the barbarian's physique was much better than that of ordinary people.
The barbarian was tied up with a thick rope. When he saw Lei Xingkong, he immediately gritted his teeth and started yelling. If Li Dahai and the other two soldiers hadn't dragged him hard, he would have rushed forward to fight for his life.
Lei Xingkong remained calm and asked the little god with his heart: "Little god, I heard you say before that the shaman-god deed in the "Great Witch Book" can be used on any living being. If I want to use it on this barbarian, can I
Can’t do it?”
The little god replied: "Of course, I have already said that the Witch God Contract is not only for animals and birds, but can be used on all living creatures."
Lei Xingkong was satisfied: "Okay, tell me how to use this sorcerer-god contract. I want to try it on this barbarian."
The little god asked: "There are roughly two types of shaman-god contracts. I wonder which one you want to use."
"There are two more?" Lei Xingkong was stunned for a moment and asked, "Which two are there?"
"One is a puppet contract, and the other is a slave contract."
"What's the difference?"
"If you use the puppet contract, the barbarian will completely lose his thoughts and become your puppet, obeying your orders; if you use the slave contract, the barbarian's soul will be imprinted with the imprint of being a slave to you, and he will obey you.
They do their will, but they still have their own thoughts in their hearts.”
Lei Xingkong thought for a while and said: "It sounds like the puppet contract is better. If the slave contract is used, the barbarian still has his own thoughts, will it be detrimental to the master?"
The little god said: "You can't say that. If you form a puppet contract with that barbarian, he will indeed obey your orders in every way, but he will lack flexibility and do not know how to adapt. It is okay to do small things, if it is important
Things are likely to go bad. On the contrary, a slave contract is different. After the contract is concluded, the barbarian still has his own thoughts and can act according to the situation."
"I see!"
"Whether it is a puppet contract or a slave contract, in fact, different paths lead to the same goal. As long as the puppets who use the puppet contract have higher and higher cultivation levels, they can also develop spiritual wisdom on their own; and the more the cultivation level of the slaves who form the slave contract improves, the more spiritual power they have in their souls.
The slave mark will become deeper and deeper day by day, and you will become more respectful to your master."
After thinking about it carefully, Lei Xingkong said: "Then use the slave contract. I also want to ask about some things about the Sky Fire Kingdom from the mouth of the barbarian. If I get a puppet to come out, what else can I ask about?"
"good!"
The little god agreed, and then passed the secret of the slave contract into Lei Xingkong's mind.
After Lei Xingkong collected the magic formula, he stood up and said to Li Dahai: "Let him go!"
"Here!"
Li Dahai waved his hand, and he and the other two soldiers immediately let go of their hands, letting the barbarian rush towards Lei Xingkong.
"Quala, quack, kill Lili..."
The barbarian yelled and cursed for a while, and his eyes were already red. When the restraints were loosened, he immediately waved his fists and legs and rushed over with a long horse stride.
Lei Xingkong snorted coldly and walked towards him.
In an instant, the Gang Qi emanating from him gathered in his chest, like a hammer.
"boom!"
The barbarian's body was taller than Lei Xingkong's, but when the two collided, Lei Xingkong's body was like Yue Zhen, motionless, while the barbarian flew away and fell heavily to the ground.
Lei Xingkong strode over, stepped on the barbarian's chest, then squatted down and reached out to cover the barbarian's head.
The barbarian screamed in pain while struggling, but Lei Xingkong's Canglong energy was extremely strong and stepped on him, as if suppressed by a huge boulder, leaving him unable to resist.
"It's time to start, remember to concentrate." Xiao Shin said.
"I see!"
Lei Xingkong opened his five fingers and tightly covered the barbarian's head, and then a ray of soul quickly penetrated into it.
"very messy!"
The moment he entered the barbarian's sea of consciousness, Lei Xingkong couldn't help but marvel.
In the sea of consciousness of the barbarian, there are thousands of threads, like a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles. In the mountain range, there is heavy fog, lush trees, and the branches that grow out of it seem endless and difficult to distinguish. Only Lei Xingkong's soul can
Once inside, you immediately lose your way.
The little god reminded: "Concentrate, use the strong to bully the weak, and break through all obstacles!"
Lei Xingkong quickly calmed down his mind, and the separated soul suddenly turned into a sword light, cutting through the thorns and thorns, straight to the peak of the mountain range.
"Break them all!"
His soul was much stronger than that of the barbarian. The sword light flashed continuously, and he was as powerful as a bamboo. In just a blink of an eye, he had reached the top of the mountain, overlooking the mountain range.
The little god said: "This is the soul center of the barbarian. As long as you leave a mark here, you will be able to completely control him soon."
"Using blood as a matchmaker, life and death as a contract, the soul is branded, and the yin and yang are connected..."
Lei Xingkong recited the magic formula silently, and the magic formula for concluding the contract was continuously condensed. It quickly gathered into a slave seal, flew out of Lei Xingkong's soul, and disappeared directly into the mountain top in the sea of barbarian consciousness.
After doing all this, Lei Xingkong quickly exited the barbarian's sea of consciousness, then took a step back and let go of the barbarian.
The barbarian's eyes were originally red, but after signing the slave contract, the expression on his face began to change continuously: sometimes ferocious, sometimes relaxed, sometimes painful, and sometimes confused... After repeating this several times, he finally became indifferent, and from the ground
He slowly got up, and although he was reluctant, he knelt down helplessly towards Lei Xingkong and said respectfully: "Okay, Agulu!"
Lei Xingkong didn't understand the barbarian language, so the little god explained: "It seems that your shaman-god contract has been formed. He said to you: Dear master, I am your loyal slave Agulu."
Lei Xingkong was happy in his heart, but he deliberately kept silent, wanting to see if the barbarian was really that obedient... After waiting for a while, he saw that the barbarian was just kneeling quietly without saying a word, and Lei Xingkong was satisfied.
He nodded, wanting to ask the barbarian to stand up.
As soon as his mind moved, the barbarian immediately sensed it, quickly stood up, and then stood respectfully behind Lei Xingkong, standing with his hands down.
"This is?!"
Lei Xingkong was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he felt that there seemed to be some connection between himself and the barbarian. He could completely sense the barbarian's thoughts, and at the same time, he could also convey his own thoughts to him.
Xiao Shen explained: "This is the function of the Witch God Contract. You have planted a slave mark on him, and you can completely control his thoughts. If you want him to do anything, you don't need to speak, just convey your thoughts.
He will do it."
"So that's it!"
Lei Xingkong couldn't help but smile.
In this way, the problem of language barrier between him and the barbarians is solved. It seems that there is no problem if he does not understand foreign languages!
In the lobby, the surrounding soldiers looked at them with confusion. They saw that Lei Xingkong did not know what he had done to the barbarian, so that the barbarian who had been about to kill him suddenly became extremely obedient in the blink of an eye. They couldn't help but be filled with surprise.