Carrying the identifier from the interstellar to the world of immortal cultivation

Sui An stared at the two fighting parties on the stage, but he pricked up his ears to listen to the various conversations around him, extracting useful information from them.

"Senior Li, even if the Fire Source Technique of the Foundation Establishment Stage is much more powerful than that of the Qi Refining Stage, it cannot be denied that it is the Fire Source Technique. Although this junior's cultivation is not high, he still has a good understanding of basic techniques like the Fire Source Technique..."

Sha Xu paused, his eyes suddenly widened, staring straight at the two people who were fighting fiercely on the ring. He saw that what he originally thought was the Fire Source Technique, when the ball of fire collided with the sound waves emitted by Xiang Rong's magic bell, actually a hair-thin needle came out of the fire. The attack power brought by the needle was completely beyond the reach of a basic Fire Source Technique, even if it was a Fire Source Technique in the Foundation Establishment Period.

Without waiting for the cultivators below the stage to react, the flames that originally surrounded the acupuncture needles seemed to be purified and condensed in an instant, turning into a point of light and suddenly penetrating into the acupuncture needles.

Sui An subconsciously closed his eyes. At that moment, the needle was like a white light in the dark night, both abrupt and dazzling.

It was just a moment, and Sui An immediately opened her eyes, but when she opened her eyes again, she did not see the scene she expected to see - Xiang Rong was stabbed by a needle.

The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was not Xiang Rong, but Damei, who was standing in the place where Xiang Rong had been.

"That damn old man actually used a forced bond on Damei. When I get out, I'll smash his head in!"

Sui Dong's voice in his sea of ​​consciousness was so loud that Sui An couldn't help but scratch his ears.

"Damei is injured?"

Sui An quickly looked over Da Mei's body. It was currently fighting against the attacking monk on the stage. From the position where Sui An and the others were watching the game, they could only see one side of its body. Just when he was about to say that it looked okay, he saw Da Mei stagger back a step. It seemed that its feet could not support its body, and it was about to fall down. At this moment, Xiang Rong suddenly appeared again.

It turned out that he had actually hidden under the belly of the beautiful bird, using its thick and gorgeous green feathers to cover his body.

"Shameless! Extremely shameless!" Sui Dong cursed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Huh? This spirit bird was actually pierced by that fire silver needle?"

"Logically speaking, with the ability of this spirit bird, it should be able to dodge this attack!"

"Perhaps he was caught off guard. After all, the Fire Silver Needle was originally aimed at its owner. Who knew that Fellow Daoist Xiang didn't even bother to put up a spiritual energy shield and hid directly under his own spirit beast? Tsk tsk, I've never seen a cultivator treat his own spirit beast like this!"

"It's not his fault. After the previous nine arena matches, even though he had the Spirit Replenishing Pill to replenish his spiritual energy, his strength has long been reduced. And in my opinion, the tenth Daoist who is now challenging him is slightly stronger than the previous nine Daoists. Daoist Xiang may find it difficult to deal with him."

"So, doesn't that mean Fellow Daoist Xiang won't be able to complete his ten-game winning streak?"

"He can't do it, but his spirit beast is not an ordinary spirit beast. Ordinary foundation-building cultivators can't do anything to him!"

Sui An listened to the discussions of the surrounding cultivators with his ears, his eyes fixed on the scene on the arena, and his spiritual consciousness was communicating with Sui Dong in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was called communication, but in fact it was Sui Dong's one-sided output, mainly using all the most unpleasant and venting words he knew to curse Xiang Rong.

While multitasking like this, she gradually understood Damei's current situation.

The attacking monk on the ring would naturally attack it. After all, in his eyes, Damei was the opponent's spirit beast. Although many people could not tell what kind of spirit beast Damei was, from its tall and slender figure, bright and colorful feathers, and even its innocent yet slightly arrogant eyes, many sensitive monks had realized that this was definitely not an ordinary spirit beast.

The owner of the Fire Silver Needle obviously also thought that Damei was Xiang Rong's strongest helper, and even stronger than its owner, so he ignored Xiang Rong hiding under Damei's belly, and just focused on attacking Damei.

A long, soft whistle suddenly resounded throughout the entire competition area. Everyone saw the spirit bird on the ring suddenly spread its wings and leap into the sky. It was flying with difficulty, as if there was a force pulling it down.

But even so, with Damei's best effort, it still flew up. When Damei's feet left the ground and her whole body was in the air, Xiang Rong who was hiding under its belly appeared in front of people.

"What is he doing?"

"The contract between him and the spirit beast is about to break. He's trying to strengthen it, but it doesn't seem to be working!"

Sui An heard the discussions of the monks around him. The monks with good eyesight had already noticed that there was a problem with the contract between Xiang Rong and his spirit beast. Not only was the relationship between this man and his spirit beast not as close and harmonious as that between other masters and spirit beasts, but it seemed like they had become enemies, and that was a mortal feud.

"Now, faster, faster, come on, try harder!"

Sui Dong in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have turned from a sword into a little man, jumping up and down to cheer for Damei. Although no matter how it struggled, it would not cause any shock to Sui An's sea of ​​consciousness because it had already recognized its master, but when he "saw" the frequency of its jumping, Sui An still felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but pull the person next to him.

"My fellow Daoist, is there anything you can do for me?" It was a strange yet slightly familiar voice.

Sui An reacted and looked at her hand that was tightly twisting the other person's hand, even twisting and pulling the skin on the back of the other person's hand. She smiled awkwardly at the other person and said, "My fellow Taoist, I'm sorry, I was a little excited. Please forgive me, please forgive me!"

At the same time, he immediately let go of his hand and bowed to the other party.

The other person rubbed the back of his hand which was numb from being pinched by her. Sui An saw that the back of his hand had turned red and felt very embarrassed. He was ready to apologize again and ask for compensation of a few spirit stones. Since he still had plenty of spirit stones, he decided to be generous for once.

But this guy looks familiar...

"Are you Fellow Daoist He?" He Jingshan, Song Kun's cousin.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know me?" He Jingshan withdrew his searching gaze and looked at Sui An.

"I saw Daoist He fight with He Xuxing of the Danfu Sect before. Daoist He won, but Daoist He didn't continue the fight?"

Sui An asked casually.

He Jingshan's eyes lit up when he heard her words, and he immediately asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you watched my match before? May I ask if you have seen Song Kun, my cousin, the Third Young Master Song, the one who called me cousin after the fight with He Jingshan. I was on the stage at the time, and although I couldn't see clearly, from a brief glance, I felt that my cousin looked very bad, as if he had been seriously injured. I was planning to ask him about it after I got off the stage, but then someone told me what happened in the Foundation Establishment stage. The crowd below the stage suddenly became excited and rushed to the Cloud Bridge. After I got off the stage, I still couldn't find him."

He Jingshan was an impatient man. Without waiting for Sui An to ask, he quickly told the whole story.

When the game between him and He Xuxing ended, many people noticed Song Kun calling him. He Jingshan felt that Sui Anran must have seen it as well. He now hoped that she also happened to notice where her cousin went afterwards.

Sui An looked at He Jingshan's expectant eyes and was about to shake his head regretfully when Sui Dong in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly said, "Oh, I remember now!"

Sui An was about to shake her head when it called out to her, and she was startled, thinking that something must have happened on the stage while she was distracted. She hurried to look at the stage and saw that the contractual tug-of-war between Damei and Xiang Rong was still there, and Damei seemed to be in the upper hand. Xiang Rong's face was flushed and his veins were bulging. Although his hands were dancing non-stop, the talisman just appeared and then gradually faded away the next moment, and could never be fully revealed. Although Damei had not been able to completely break free from Xiang Rong's control due to the strong contract, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xiang Rong's control over the spirit beast was gradually weakening.

In this situation, the attacking monk stopped and did not take the opportunity to attack. Instead, he found a good position and watched the confrontation between the man and the spirit beast very seriously.

Sui An had just breathed a sigh of relief when Sui Dong's next words startled her.

"When I saw Song Kun before, I felt something was wrong, but I didn't think about it. Now that he's mentioned again, I remembered why I felt something was wrong with him. He's not a living person."

Sui Dong didn't keep Sui An in suspense this time, nor did he give Sui An any time to react. He directly told him what was in his mind.

"Not a living person...what do you mean?"

"It's exactly what it says. He's dead, but he can still stand and talk, looking like a living person. That's just because he used the Soul Binding Talisman. No, he didn't use it himself. After all, a dead person can't use the Soul Binding Talisman themselves. Someone must have used it on him."

Sui Dong's words shocked Sui An. She had only been in the world of immortal cultivation for less than two years. Apart from practicing, she focused most of her energy on alchemy, and spent the rest of her time studying formations, talismans, etc., but she could only come into contact with the common ones.

The Soul-Binding Talisman, just from the name you can tell that it is definitely not an ordinary talisman. Let alone having seen it, Sui An had never even heard of it.

"Are you... sure there's such a talisman? Soul-binding... that doesn't sound like something useful. Even though that was just the Qi Refining Arena, there were Jindan cultivators' spiritual senses constantly scanning the area. Someone was already dead, but they used a soul-binding talisman to force themselves to be alive. How could such a thing be hidden from the spiritual sense of a Jindan cultivator?"

"If the soul body was different, perhaps a powerful Jindan cultivator could detect some abnormality, but Song Kun's body contains his own soul, so it is naturally difficult to detect. If I hadn't lived long enough and experienced enough with the previous master, I would not have discovered it. Sigh... Maybe it's because I'm old and my reaction is slow. It took me so long to remember that it was something sinister like the Soul Binding Talisman."

Sui An was already accustomed to Sui Dong speaking such mature words in his still somewhat childish voice. She recalled in her mind how Song Kun looked when she saw him before. Apart from his extremely pale face and frail body, like a person who had been ill for a long time but was forcing himself to get up and walk, she did not find anything else unusual.

"It's broken! It's broken! Damei broke the contract with old man Xiang!" Sui An was thinking when Sui Dong's excited voice came from his sea of ​​consciousness. At the same time, all the monks who were watching the excitement also started to discuss enthusiastically what happened on the arena.