Chapter 237 Plan Failure
Chapter 237 Plan Failure
Xu Yang looked back, only to see a imprisoned Nascent Soul monk staring at him with begging eyes.
"Do you have something to say to me?"
The corners of Xu Yang's lips turned upward, giving up the Nascent Soul stage monks he had chosen at the beginning.
He turned to the Nascent Soul monk who was staring at him beggingly.
The Nascent Soul stage monk who was imprisoned by Luo Yuan couldn't even move a finger, and even his spiritual sense couldn't penetrate the imprisonment.
The only thing that can move is the eyes.
"Open his imprisonment."
Xu Yang ordered.
Luo Yuan stepped forward, put her palm on the prison, and sucked slightly.
The confinement turned into a stream of pure energy, which fell into Luo Yuan's palm.
The first thing the Nascent Soul stage monk who escaped from the imprisonment did was to kneel on the ground.
Kowtow to Xu Yang.
"The younger generation is willing to be an ox or a horse for the ancestor, and only asks the ancestor to let me live."
His face was full of fear and uneasiness, and his attitude was extremely sincere.
"You want to paralyze me with words, and then take the opportunity to attack and kill me?"
There was a dangerous look in Xu Yang's eyes.
This Nascent Soul stage monk was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and dared not speak out.
Xu Yang narrowed his eyes, and quietly released the Chaos Spirit Art.
The Nascent Soul stage monks who were in a panic, the defense of the Sea of Consciousness was greatly reduced.
As a result, the invasion of Xu Yang's spiritual consciousness went smoothly.
Soon, a carefully woven illusion emerged.
The monks of the Nascent Soul period looked slack and their eyes were dull.
Xu Yang standing in front of him also looked similar.
In order to create an illusion that is enough for Nascent Soul stage monks to sink into it.
Xu Yang used all his spiritual consciousness.
In this weaving illusion, Xu Yang quickly read the life memory of this early Nascent Soul monk named Lu Yiming.
From birth, to climbing to the realm of Nascent Soul step by step.
The experience in it is enough to write a biography with millions of words.
"True is easy to be false, false is easy to be true."
Xu Yang stretched out a finger and pressed against a memory node of Lu Yiming.
Inputting a piece of woven illusion into it gradually replaced his real memory.
He wanted to revise all of Lu Yiming's memories!
After half a day.
Xu Yang's consciousness withdrew from Lu Yiming's sea of consciousness like a tide.
His mental power was consumed enormously, already less than 10,000.
And Lu Yiming's memory modification has not been carried out to one ten thousandth.
Xu Yang always thought that his spiritual attainments were extremely high.
It wasn't until he touched the depths of the soul today that he realized how lacking his abilities were.
"Continue to be imprisoned."
Xu Yang rubbed his forehead and whispered to Luo Yuan.
Luo Yuan nodded slightly, and with a move of her bare hands, Lu Yiming was imprisoned again.
Xu Yang went straight back to the stone house, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep to replenish the consumed mental power.
A few days later, Xu Yang woke up from his deep sleep.
He sat cross-legged on the bed, and didn't leave immediately to find Lu Yiming to complete the memory modification he hadn't finished yet.
Instead, take out the Origin Bead and find out if there is a similar Divine Ability technique, or the magic weapon Spiritual Weapon.
It turned out to be nothing.
Only find some Divine Ability, magic weapon, which is similar to manipulating others and making them puppets.
There is no powerful Divine Ability that can directly modify other people's memories.
"According to the speed at which I modify Lu Yiming's memory."
"I'm afraid it will take tens of thousands of days to completely modify it."
"With this time, I have already broken through the Nascent Soul realm."
"Where is the need to take such painstaking efforts to control a Nascent Soul cultivator to work for himself?"
Xu Yang felt dizzy for a while.
Didn't those Nascent Soul stage monks go through hundreds of thousands of years of baptism before they finally achieved the Nascent Soul Avenue?
It is obviously not a simple matter to completely modify a person's memory of thousands of years.
Not to mention implanting false memories in the memory, there is a risk of being discovered.
The results are obvious.
Xu Yang's plan was stillborn before it even started.
"The next best thing to do is to kill them all, and it's all over."
"The worst strategy is to parasitize them with mandala worms, eat their memories, and brainwash them into puppets."
Xu Yang sighed, not to mention the best strategy, not even the middle strategy.
Want to control these Nascent Soul monks to become their own puppets.
The idea of handing in the spirit stone to myself every year and enjoying the benefits seems to be in vain.
Xu Yang frowned.
But letting them go like this is not too cheap for them.
Xu Yang has less than a hundred years of experience, his knowledge is still shallow, and his mind has not grown enough to play with people's hearts.
Right now there is really no better way.
Might as well take their advice.
Each sect takes 30 years of recorded spirit stones, which can add up to more than 20 billion spirit stones.
"Luo Yuan, open their imprisonment."
Xu Yang summoned Luo Yuan and released all fourteen Nascent Soul stage monks from their imprisonment.
A group of Nascent Soul stage monks who escaped from the predicament fell to the ground with relief expressions on their faces.
The mental torment they suffered during this period far surpassed the physical torment.
For a moment, among the huge ruins, there was an eerie silence.
No one even opened their mouths to speak.
Everyone's eyes fell on the leader Xu Yang.
They knew in their hearts that if Xu Yang wanted to kill them, then they would have no chance of surviving.
Xu Yang only needs to give an order, the Soul Formation Stage powerhouse beside him.
You only need to raise your hand to kill them.
In the face of absolute power, they don't have the slightest ability to resist.
"You are not afraid, did I kill you all?"
Xu Yang scanned the crowd, but he didn't see anyone showing a look of despair.
As if they were sure in their hearts, Xu Yang would not kill them.
"If you wanted to kill us, you would have done it long ago, and it will stay there until now."
"Since you saved our lives, it means that you still have a place for us."
"At least until you complete your goal, you won't kill us easily."
Several Nascent Soul monks said aloud.
Xu Yang nodded approvingly. After all, it is an old monster that has lived for thousands of years.
"There are two paths for you to choose."
"The first way, take out the income of pure spirit stones from the sect for thirty years, and dedicate it to me, and I will let you live."
"The second way, follow me, I promise, help it break through to the Soul Formation realm."
"At the same time, I will help the sect of followers to improve their overall strength."
Xu Yang stretched out two fingers, looking down at everyone from above.
"This... I'm not the head of the sect, so I can't make the decision..."
Some monks in the Nascent Soul stage showed embarrassment.
"These two paths are for the heads present here."
"As for you, it doesn't matter if you are guest qings or grand elders."
"There are only two results."
"Either everyone pays 1 billion spirit stones for their lives, or they work for me for 30 years."
Xu Yang stared and made a condition.
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