Zhu Tong's soul control skills came from Master Kongmu who fed Gu on his own body.
Soul control, also known as rouge blood, is an ancient secret technique that was once used by women to control fireworks.
At the end of last year, Zhu Tong chased Master Kongmu to northern Sichuan.
Master Kongmu, who was carrying the silkworm Gu, was very strange. It was useless to tap acupuncture points, and he was not afraid of pain. He would fight with all his strength when pressed. Zhu Tong had no other good solution for the moment, so he could only follow him from a distance or not.
The two had many battles along the way, and Master Kongmu counterattacked several times, but Zhu Tong resolved them all.
After all, Master Kongmu was too old to consume young people. When he reached the mountainous area in northern Sichuan near the southern slope of the Qinling Mountains, he could no longer escape. In desperation, Master Kongmu planted silkworm Gu into the bodies of more than a dozen country dogs, and
Command them to launch a crazy attack on Zhu Tong.
This was a crazy move that was almost suicidal. Those ordinary-looking native dogs suddenly turned into ferocious wolves. Zhu Tong was injured in many places before killing them. And the silkworm Gu mother body in Master Kongmu also
After launching the final madness, they collapsed.
Without the mother body of the silkworm Gu, Master Kongmu has aged more than ten years, and seems to have truly become a virtuous and eminent monk. He is obedient to Zhu Tong and answers all his questions; he is very much like putting down his butcher knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.
The art of controlling souls and the art of cultivating spirits were discovered together by Master Kongmu from the Sutra Collection Building of the Golden Buddha Temple. The art of cultivating spirits also has a more vicious name than Rouge Blood, but it was only replaced by the more ambiguous art of cultivating spirits after being obtained at Golden Buddha Temple.
Master Kongmu used to be the steward of the Sutra Library. When the catastrophe hit the Golden Buddha Temple, Master Kongmu risked his life to transfer the more important scripture secrets of the Sutra Tower to a secret cave.
One-tenth of the entire collection of books in the Sutra Collection Building includes the art of controlling the mind and the art of cultivating the mind.
For the next twenty years, Master Kongmu lived in seclusion in a small mountain village randomly chosen dozens of miles away from the cave. He practiced the art of controlling and nourishing the mind out of curiosity. At that time, Master Kongmu was only in his twenties.
little monk.
People in the small mountain village did not have the habit of raising silkworms. Master Kongmu caught wild silkworms in the mountain forest and cultivated them. After five years of experiments, he cultivated the mother silkworm Gu.
There is an essential difference between the artificially cultivated mother body of silkworm Gu and the naturally inherited butterfly god. Master Kongmu does not have the body protection function of flengma. Silkworm Gu is also a Gu and has the nature to devour. Master Kongmu's temperament also began to slowly change.
Master Kongmu has been trying the magic of controlling gods for half his life, but he can only control a few puppies at most, and backlash often occurs, that is, those dogs suddenly lose control and attack him crazily.
Master Kongmu has tried several times on people, but without success.
What Zhu Tong was experimenting with in the past few days was to use the magic of controlling gods to influence Li Songhan. Now it seems that it has initially had some effect, and Li Songhan was summoned by him.
The magic of controlling gods requires spirit tablets and command words. The spirit tablets are props, and the command words are the triggering commands.
Master Kongmu's spiritual tablet was a small Buddha statue. As the mother body of silkworm Gu collapsed, the Buddha statue also shattered.
It was a bronze Buddha statue. As the Buddha statue was broken, Master Kongmu didn't seem to have drained the energy from his whole body; that was the result of the backlash of the divine control technique.
Zhu Tong saw the broken Buddha statue with his own eyes. He carefully inspected Master Kongmu's body and the Buddha statue. He was deeply shocked. He would not try to control the gods unless it was absolutely necessary.
But now, he feels that his life is under an unprecedented threat. If he is not careful, everything he has now and even Ye'er may be destroyed. He will never allow that to happen, so he takes the risk to try the soul control technique.
, in order to keep Li Songhan in his hands and leave a way out.
The spiritual tablet he prepared for himself was a golden needle spinning between his fingers, a golden needle with a gold content of 70% that Ma Ba refined using ancestral secret techniques.
The golden needle pierced the Yintang point between Li Songhan's eyebrows, and a trace of the butterfly god's breath entered.
The purple butterfly in Li Songhan's body was originally near the Baihui point on the top of his head. It was attracted by the butterfly god and flashed over quickly.
Li Songhan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Zhu Tong.
Zhu Tong closed his eyes and did not look at him. He covered Li Songhan's eyes with his left hand and muttered in a low voice: Tian Lingling, Earth Lingling; Tian Lingling, Earth Lingling... He kept repeating only six words.
These simple and easy-to-understand six words are the command words chosen by Zhu Tong.
Li Songhan struggled violently, grabbing Zhu Tong's left hand with both hands, pushing and pulling, trying to escape from Zhu Tong's cover. He suddenly became extremely strong, and Zhu Tong endured the pain of Li Songhan's nails digging into his flesh, and held on tightly.
His eyes were thinking: Heaven is Lingling, Earth is Lingling...
The golden needle sucked in traces of purple breath, and the purple butterfly absorbed it and spit it out again under Zhu Tong's command. The purple breath spread out of the Yintang point and rushed up along the meridians.
After completing the two cycles of up, down, left and right, Li Songhan became quiet, and followed Zhu Tong in chanting: The sky is Lingling, the earth is Lingling...
Zhu Tong raised his bloody left hand, took a long breath, and forced a piece of consciousness into the depths of Li Songhan's thoughts. The first step of the magic of controlling gods, the soul concentration, was completed.
The effect will be known only after Li Songhan wakes up. In his current state, Zhu Tong can ask him some questions. However, Zhu Tong is not prepared to do that. He doesn't know if Li Songhan has any mechanism on him, so he doesn't dare to take action.
Search his things. Based on Zhu Tong's understanding of Li Songhan, some necessary preparations are almost inevitable. Before entering this consulting room, to Li Songhan, Zhu Tong was a cunning and evil opponent and prey, rather than a friend.
When Li Songhan woke up, Zhu Tong was no longer there; only the pretty and shameless foreign girl was sitting in Zhu Tong's seat, looking down at a stack of documents.
Li Songhan is nearly forty, and he has connections, opportunities and talents. Most of his brothers who debuted together in the past have gone to various provinces and cities, and they are all influential figures in charge. He is the only one who is still working as a division-level police officer in the Criminal Investigation Bureau.
He can't blame others for this. Who made him lustful? Several critical moments for promotion were delayed because of some minor incidents involving women.
When following and investigating Qingmei a few days ago, Li Songhan saw Sha Yingying and was so shocked that he didn't even feel Zhu Tong's hands and feet on him. Now that he saw Xi Leiya, he felt that the sky was unfair, so exquisite
Elegant and beautiful woman was bitten by a dog.
He thought that since Miss Siraya was Zhu Tong's secretary, it was normal for her to have an affair with her boss. Staring at Sirea's fair and smooth legs under her skirt, Li Songhan couldn't help but have wild thoughts...
"Sir, are you awake?" Silea seemed to feel Li Songhan's greedy gaze, stood up, put away the documents, and said in slightly stiff Chinese, "The boss said, sir, he is not sick, he is just too tired, just rest for two days."
No need for treatment or medicine."
"What time is it?" Li Songhan felt a little hungry and raised his wrist to look at it; "Have I slept for three hours?"
"The boss said that sleep is the best elixir; he does not allow us to disturb Mr.
"Yeah, I've been too tired recently." Li Songhan rubbed his eyebrows and stood up, mocking himself: "I'm getting older, and my body can't handle it anymore."
"In our place, sir is the most attractive at his age." Silea just complimented politely, led Li Songhan to the door, and called a young nurse lady; "Please send sir away."
Li Songhan didn't want to leave, but the door to the living room was already closed.
Li Songhan shook his head and sobered up. He didn't understand why he was so out of control. His past experiences and training had made his thinking and nerves far beyond ordinary people.
On the fifteenth floor, Zhu Tong sat in his exclusive room and felt Li Songhan's state.
There are three types of divine control techniques. Directing the behavior of the host is only a low-level method. Only the highest one can subtly affect the psychological activities of the host and requires extremely fine operations. Zhu Tong is not in a hurry. He slowly treats it as a Li Songhan seed.
Cultivation will only be used during critical periods.
The core of this seed is desire. Three days ago, Zhu Tong read greed in Li Songhan's eyes when he looked at Sha Yingying; this desire hidden in his heart became the carrier and detonation point of the magic of controlling gods.
Zhu Tong thought that there was no need to trigger this seed before Wang Wenyuan arrived in Shanghai.
The magic of controlling gods can affect people's psychology and their minds; once triggered, it is difficult to recover. Zhu Tong did not want Li Songhan to be exposed prematurely.
On the other hand, he has already felt the negative impact of the magic of controlling gods on the caster.
In his opinion, the art of controlling gods is a veritable double-edged sword. Before he controlled Li Songhan, due to the invasion of purple butterflies, the things reflected from Li Songhan had already begun to affect him.
The first is the body. The reason why he left the consulting room was that he felt the butterfly god was restless, and the fantasy of fluffy hemp was unstable. This restlessness showed that Li Songhan was having an erotic dream while sleeping, and Zhu Tong could vaguely feel Li Songhan.
The heroine in the dream is Miss Sha Yingying.
The second is the psychological level, which is a kind of spiritual shock. After entering Zhu Tong's heart, it stimulates the dark side of Zhu Tong's heart, forming a shock wave containing desire, greed, unwillingness, envy, killing, conquest and many other negative emotions.
Zhu Tong spent a lot of effort to suppress the impact, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.
No wonder few people practiced the art of controlling gods even in the past, but those who practiced it were evil people. If they cannot bear the impact of this negative emotion, good people will turn into villains.
Peng Ma Gong is indeed a good thing. After two hours, Zhu Tong digested the suppressed things. He felt refreshed for a while. Peng Ma Gong also made some progress after a long pause. Suddenly, he felt that this might not be wrong.
A way of progress.
Perhaps because it was the weekend, when Zhu Tong returned to the penthouse apartment, Ye'er was helping Miao Miao's mother cook in the kitchen, and Xiao Xiao followed.
During the meal, Xiao Xiao proposed to go to the countryside for a spring outing tomorrow. If we don't go, it will be summer. Zhu Tong suddenly realized that spring has been here for a long time.
Ye'er also rarely had a day off, so she enthusiastically responded to Xiao Xiao's suggestion, but she wanted to call her sister's family.
Zhu Tong wanted to dissuade him, but he knew that his brother-in-law would not be free, and Ye'er had already picked up the phone.
Yesterday, Zhu Tong received a call from his brother-in-law, saying that Fenxiang Venture Capital Investment Company was going to hold an entrepreneurship competition and select five high-quality companies from the companies that applied for fund investment to hold a one-year competition; the winner,
You can get generous rewards with no repayment.
Tomorrow is the launching ceremony of the competition. He invited Zhu Tong to participate, but he politely declined.
The reason why Zhu Tong agreed to Fan Xilin's name as the vice chairman of Fengxiang Venture Capital Investment Company was entirely because he was worried about Shanghai men. But after a few months, Zhu Tong discovered that Shanghai did not lack talents at all, but opportunities.
Brother-in-law behaved cautiously in Fan Xilin's office. After becoming the chairman of the Frontier Venture Fund Investment Company, he suddenly seemed like a new person. He did several beautiful activities. Several of the companies he invested in, Tai Haiyan, also thought they had great potential.
It made a new fund that attracted everyone's attention a success, and the response was very good.
But recently, Zhu Tong found that there were more people around his brother-in-law, many of whom were relatives and classmates who were originally beyond his reach. Zhu Tong once reminded him in a subtle way not to have too much contact with those people. His brother-in-law agreed at that time
It's good, but after that, it's still the same thing.
Zhu Tong told Su Juan his concerns and stopped caring about the foundation. Anyway, it was a matter of spending money. Venture capital originally meant allowing more than half of the investment failure rate. As long as Fan Xilin was fine, neither would the Shanghai man.