Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Chapter 161 After a long time of negotiation, I would rather be me!

"No, there's really not a drop left!"

"How come you can suck so well?"

In the Wuxin Palace, on the huge head of the Nightmare Dragon, Lang Ya looked exhausted and listless. He slumped down on the dragon's head, gasping for breath.

His eyes were filled with shock as he looked at the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the Wuxin Hall. The milky white mental power around him continued to gather into his body, and a faint roaring sound could be heard.

"Oh my God, it's been more than 30 days, when will it end?"

Lang Ya sighed and shook his dizzy head.

Thirty-six days have passed since Jiang Jue entered the Wuxin Palace.

"Langya, you go down first, I will take your place."

An old voice sounded, and an old man in a white robe and vigorous spirit appeared out of thin air beside Langya. His eyes seemed to contain everything, and people would be deeply attracted by them at a glance.

"Mr. Xu, now that you're here, I'm almost drained of my energy."

Lang Ya seemed to have seen a savior. He quickly stood up, bowed to the old man, and relaxed his expression.

"The old master has really brought back a genius this time."

The old Xu mentioned by Langya touched the white beard on his chin, looked at Jiang Jue in the center of the hall, and sighed.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to gain enlightenment after entering the Enlightenment Hall. This is an opportunity that can only be encountered once!"

"Genius is indeed genius, but it is a bit time-consuming."

Langya responded, but still had a bitter face.

Enlightenment is also known as deep meditation of enlightenment. Most soul masters may not encounter it once in their lifetime. It is a great opportunity to encounter it once.

"The old man, the sect master, is the same. He just lets go and doesn't care."

After Jiang Jue entered the Wuxin Palace and entered the state of enlightenment, Du Bu Si was very happy and gave a big thumbs up to himself for abducting Jiang Jue.

However, he soon discovered that something was wrong. After Jiang Jue entered the state of enlightenment, he was still absorbing the spiritual power in the Wuxin Palace, and his absorption was getting stronger and stronger.

As an epiphany that is rare in the world of soul masters, Du Bu Si naturally knows its importance to Jiang Jue. In order to prevent Jiang Jue from being disturbed, he simply continues to maintain the original state and continues to inject his mental power into Jiang Jue's body.

Soon, Du Bu Si found out to his embarrassment that the spiritual energy he had stored in the Wuxin Palace using secret methods was not enough...

The Wuxin Hall was ultimately built with the remains of a 150,000-year-old nightmare dragon, and the most essential part of it was the 100,000-year-old soul bone.

Du Bu Si used the special secret method of the Body Sect to store his mental power in the Wuxin Hall, providing mental support for the Nightmare Dragon's head soul bone, enabling it to function.

When his mental power was not enough, Du Bu Si would ask Lang Ya, a spiritual soul master, to come here and personally infuse his own mental power into it.

Of course, if it was just Lang Ya alone, he might be exhausted to death, so Du Bu Si decided to adopt the "two-person power generation method" and let Lang Ya and Xu Lao work in shifts.

Lang Ya, who had enjoyed a lifetime of enjoyment, never expected that one day he would find himself working a regular but unpaid job, and becoming a slave.

"It's bitter! It's really bitter!"

When Lang Ya thought about the infusion he had been undergoing for so many days, his mood suddenly became even worse, and he didn't know when this kind of life would end.

"Well, I didn't say anything, but you are suffering. For the future of the sect, this is nothing."

Old Xu glared at Lang Ya and said unhappily.

He immediately picked up the purple-black nightmare dragon's head soul bone, and memories flashed through his eyes.

He was the spiritual soul master. When he had his seventh soul ring, a piece of head soul bone exploded. He was young and ignorant at that time, so he absorbed it directly. He didn't expect that there would be such a big surprise waiting for him later.

"Alas, if I get it, I'm lucky, if I lose it, I'm doomed, that's all."

I am not worthy of it, I am not worthy of it. Old Xu sighed secretly and just regarded it as a contribution to the sect.

As he raised his hands, his eyes began to emit a silvery-white light, like jade, extremely deep, and streams of pure mental power slowly gathered in his hands.

His martial soul is his own eyes, and now his cultivation is at level ninety-four. He is just one step away from becoming a Super Douluo and being given the title Silver-Eyed Douluo.

The next moment, Old Xu used both hands to inject the gathered mental power into the soul bone of the Nightmare Dragon. Then, a low dragon roar sounded, and the mental storm in the center of the Wuxin Hall became more violent, and the milky white color became more vivid.

"Mr. Xu, how many levels did Jiang Jue pass?"

Lang Ya sat cross-legged on the side and asked Mr. Xu curiously.

After so many years of experimentation by the disciples, it was concluded that this Wuxin Hall has three levels.

"Hmm... I guess I have passed all three levels. After all, I have entered the state of enlightenment. This is not something that can be achieved by ordinary people. It must be achieved after great enlightenment."

Mr. Xu considered it for a moment and spoke slowly.

Langya nodded thoughtfully and spoke.

"Yes, the first step of enlightenment is to face the enemies you have killed. The more you fear those enemies, the stronger they become. The more you despise them, the weaker they become."

"A kid like Jiang Jue, who just turned twelve, may not have killed anyone. At most, he killed a few soul beasts when absorbing soul rings. And from what I see, he has a kind heart and should not have caused much killing... So the first level should be easy to pass." Lang Ya smiled and expressed his thoughts.

"This second level is to face the thing you are most afraid of. As long as you overcome it, you can pass it. If you can't overcome it, you will be forced to exit the state of enlightenment, and it may even aggravate the image of that thing in your mind, which will greatly affect the subsequent cultivation."

Not knowing what he was thinking about, Lang Ya curled his lips and shuddered.

It seems that he suffered a great loss at this stage back then.

"So, having less experience may not be a bad thing. It's also good to be more innocent."

Old Xu said with a smile, a gleam in his eyes.

"Mr. Xu, do you think my smile is pure?"

Lang Ya smiled at Mr. Xu and asked.

"Not as pure as your brother Yu Tao's smile."

Mr. Xu shook his head and made a joke.

"Indeed, he was asked to learn more knowledge, but he insisted on herding cattle. He knew less and his brain was not polluted. He passed this test without feeling anything."

Lang Ya suddenly thought of something and chuckled.

"It seems that I have suffered from my cultural disadvantage."

After working like a slave in Wuxin Temple for so many days, Langya could only try to enjoy himself amidst the hardship.

"This last level of killing oneself and realizing the Dao Heart, I think Jiang Jue has also passed it."

Looking at the figure with closed eyes in the center of Wuxin Hall, Old Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"Killing yourself...you must be very determined."

"If this boy hadn't died halfway, he would definitely not be a creature in the pond. I'm afraid he would turn into a dragon once he encountered wind and clouds."

"I don't know whether the sect leader's decision is right or wrong..."

Old Xu thought secretly in his heart and continued to inject the mental power in his hands.

"Hey! Mr. Xu..."

Just when Lang Ya wanted to say something else, a crisp voice rang out.

"Boom!"

Like a splash of water, it echoed clearly in the huge Wuxin Hall.

Old Xu and Lang Ya looked at each other, both in surprise.

"These hard times are finally over!"

Lang Ya said with surprise, almost crying with joy.

Jiang Jue's mental power was like a whirlpool, being sucked in madly by him like a whale.

"Boo boo!"

A crisp sound came from Jiang Jue's body, as if breaking through the seal.

"Huh? You can suck so well?"

Old Xu suddenly discovered that Jiang Jue below was absorbing more and more spiritual power. He was slightly stunned and shouted to Lang Ya beside him.

"Go call the Sect Master, I'll be on guard here."

As he spoke, he increased the injection of mental power.

"Okay, please slow down."

Lang Ya responded and ran out of the Wuxin Hall.

He wants sunshine, he wants freedom!
He doesn't want to be a slave anymore!

Jiang Jue's sculpture-like body trembled slightly for a moment.

At this moment, in Jiang Jue’s inner world.

The originally pitch-black space suddenly lit up at a certain moment. From point to surface, more and more light floated up from the bottom of the lake, gradually rising, surrounding Jiang Jue and emitting warm light.

"I have been dealing with myself for a long time..."

"I'd rather be me!"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Jiang Jue's eyes suddenly opened at this moment.

A pair of deathly grey eyes were filled with majesty and antiquity, as if they could see through all living beings and understand everything.

(End of this chapter)