There was no need for Dongye Boyu to struggle anymore. Mo Qiong's warning shot made him lose all thoughts of resisting.
Without his magic power, he would definitely not be able to block this bullet.
He was mocking this mortal's weapon before, but now he realized that any mortal holding this weapon could kill him from a medium range.
Dongye Boyu looked at Mo Qiong with hatred. This person actually separated his primordial spirit and turned himself into a mortal. His consciousness was also not in the primordial spirit.
When the consciousness was in the primordial spirit, it was called astral projection. One could control the primordial spirit and use all kinds of techniques to cultivate. However, if the consciousness was only left in the body, then apart from having a strong body, it was the same as losing control of the primordial spirit.
At this time, if a cultivator had evil intentions, they could freely control the primordial spirit that had lost control.
Putting such a primordial spirit in the hands of others was a great trust.
Dongye Boyu glanced at Jiang Long who was protecting Mo Qiong's primordial spirit and sighed inwardly. He stood there stiffly and allowed Mo Qiong to deal with him.
Mo Qiong used his mortal body to capture him, leaving him with no way to defend himself.
"Hey hey … be gentle! My master is a 4 Symbols expert! Ascension Sect's Qingwei Mountain's Wei Wuqi! "Dongye Boyu shouted.
At this moment, he was pushed to the ground by Mo Qiong. He did not know where Mo Qiong got a pair of handcuffs and restrained him.
In fact, after he was captured, he actually felt a bit more at ease.
He was afraid that Mo Qiong would directly kill him with a shot. Now that he was captured alive, it meant that he was still useful, or this group of people did not dare to offend the sect behind him.
Therefore, he loudly announced his sect, hoping that Mo Qiong would treat him with respect even if he was captured.
"Hmm … I'm Mo Qiong of the Blue and White Society's Containment Department." Mo Qiong said with a smile.
Dongye Boyu was astonished. Wasn't he a wild cultivator? Why did he have a sect? Which sect was the Blue and White Society?
The cultivation world was only so big. He did not dare to say that he knew all the cultivators, but he definitely knew all the sects. However, there was definitely no Blue and White Society.
"Is there such a society?" Dongye Boyu asked.
Mo Qiong said with a smile, "There is now."
After saying that, he did not explain much. He opened his eagle eyes and looked at the army.
Now that the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator in charge of the army had been captured, the leading general had already decided to retreat when he saw that the situation was not good.
He did not have the guts to lead an army to attack the refugees and Mo Qiong. Even if Mo Qiong threw his primordial spirit to the side, he did not dare to give the order to attack.
"Shoot him! Everyone, attack! "Dongye Boyu said in his heart as he frantically signaled his grandson with his eyes.
The general understood and ordered the army to retreat.
"Retreat! Retreat! "
With the general leading the retreat, how could the morale of the army remain? They immediately turned around and retreated.
"Bastard! You! "Dongye Boyu was shocked.
Actually, he was vaguely hoping that his grandson would lead the army to rescue him. After all, he had already seen that Mo Qiong might not bully mortals as a cultivator.
Who knew that the bastard would turn around and run away? Perhaps he misunderstood, or perhaps he didn't have the guts to try.
Seeing the army run away, Dongye Boyu instantly felt dejected.
"Forget it, that's fine too. If he's not stupid, he'll definitely inform my sect."
Dongye Boyu was obediently handcuffed on the ground. He was thinking about how to deal with the situation after being captured and waiting for his sect to rescue him.
"Let's go. Why are you lying on the ground?" Jiang Long carried Dongye Boyu.
Dongye Boyu also had his dignity. He knew that this group of people did not have the intention to kill him, so he put on a noble appearance and stood with his hands behind his back … even though he was handcuffed.
"We'll fight based on our abilities. Since I'm a captive, I'll have the self-awareness of being a captive. You don't have to be afraid that I'll run away," Dongye Boyu said gently.
Jiang Long shook his head and said, "You can't run away either."
He knew why Mo Qiong spared his life. As a former Nascent Soul cultivator, he lost his cultivation, but his knowledge did not decrease. Some information about the cultivation world still had to be obtained from him.
…
The rules had already been spread. Moreover, they captured a Nascent Soul cultivator alive. There would be endless trouble in the future.
However, they would deal with whatever came their way. Although their cultivation was low, they could still use cheats.
"This is a Nascent Soul. Although it looks like a miniature version of a Primordial Spirit, in fact, the magic power and Primordial Spirit's power have condensed into a qualitative change."
Everyone gathered in the manor to look at the Nascent Soul. Dongye Boyu was handcuffed to the side and was guarded by Bohei.
In fact, there was no need to guard him. This fellow was now a mortal. Anyone present could bully him even without using magic power.
Dongye Boyu was so close to his Nascent Soul. If he sensed it, he could directly summon it back to his Niwan Palace. After all, this was his natal Nascent Soul.
The Nascent Soul bounced in Mo Qiong's hand as if it wanted to escape. However, Mo Qiong kept flicking his fingers, fiddling with the Nascent Soul back and forth between his thumb and little finger as if he was playing with a ball. However, the Nascent Soul could not go anywhere and could only bounce on his fingertips.
"Behave yourself!" Bohei felt his strange movements and slapped him.
Dongye Boyu was hit and immediately became obedient. He knew that he could not escape. Even if he did not care and transferred his consciousness into the Nascent Soul at close range and used magic power to fight another battle, he would probably not win.
Especially since Mo Qiong was controlling his Nascent Soul. Once he sensed that his consciousness had entered, he would immediately use his magic power to crush the Nascent Soul. His body and soul would be destroyed.
"What are you going to do to me?" Dongye Boyu looked on helplessly as Mo Qiong played with his Nascent Soul. He could not help but feel irritated.
Master Gou smiled and said, "Hey, if I eat your Nascent Soul, can I enter the Nascent Soul stage?"
"Ah?" Dongye Boyu was stunned. Then, he shook his head crazily and said, "Nonsense! This is not a miraculous elixir! "
Sister You said, "According to what I know, Primordial Spirit type Dao Fruits can be directly swallowed and refined. This jade slip records the method of the Evil King to refine Dao Fruits alive. "
She took out the Transmigrator Evil King's wordless jade slip. It recorded an evil technique using a cultivator's method.
The Evil King refined 800 Primordial Spirits and cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage by relying on this evil technique.
When Dongye Boyu heard the name of the Evil King, he was shocked. He knew him!
Although the Evil King was only a small fry in the entire cultivation world, he was still quite famous in the middle and lower circle of cultivators.
In order to take revenge, he cultivated the evil technique and killed people to refine their souls. His mental cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he stepped into the Nascent Soul stage in just a dozen years. In the end, he slaughtered the entire family of his enemy.
Now, the sect of his enemy had put him on the wanted list in the entire cultivation world. However, he had not been found and had been missing for many years.
He did not expect that his cultivation technique would fall into the hands of this group of vagrant cultivators.
Dongye Boyu said excitedly, "You … Don't joke around! How can it be so easy to refine a Dao Fruit alive! Even if you have such a cultivation technique, it is impossible for the weak to overcome the strong. "
"A cultivator's Dao Fruit is condensed from the souls of others. It is also a strange kind of magic power. Even if it does not have consciousness, it is mixed with too many memories and insights of others."
"When the Evil King reached the Nascent Soul stage, he still only dared to refine Primordial Spirits and did not dare to try refining Nascent Souls. This is because the higher the realm of the Dao Fruit, the higher the difficulty and the greater the damage to one's mind."
"And the greater the damage to one's mind, the harder it is to recover. Not to mention that you are only at the Nascent Soul stage, even if you are at the Nascent Soul stage like the Evil King, you will still have to recuperate for a few years after you refine my Nascent Soul. If something goes wrong and your roots are damaged, you may not be able to recover for the rest of your life. You must have a spirit pill to nurture your soul. "
He said a lot because he was afraid that Mo Qiong and the others would not know what was good for them and would blindly refine his Nascent Soul.
Wasn't it courting death for a cultivator of a lower realm to refine a Dao Fruit of a higher realm?
He did not care if Mo Qiong and the others killed him, but they had better not spoil his Nascent Soul. If these people went crazy, his Nascent Soul would definitely be destroyed. His Dao Fruit would collapse and turn into nothingness.
Everyone looked at Dongye Boyu and knew that he was not lying. Everything he said was the truth.
Even if the Evil King's technique could remove the miscellaneous memories and leave behind the beneficial insights, he could then refine them and convert them into a different type of mana and fuse them with the Dao Fruit for his own use.
He could only refine a Dao Fruit of a lower realm with a higher realm. Even so, there would still be damage. He relied on the fact that he was strong enough to bully the weak. When he was above a realm, his mind would only be slightly damaged and he would recover in a year or two.
Even when the Evil King reached the Nascent Soul stage, he still only dared to refine Nascent Souls. One could imagine how dangerous it was to win by quantity.
When one was above two realms, refining a Nascent Soul would only take a dozen days to recover, and he would be able to reap the benefits that he could not reap even after cultivating for a few years. Why would he take the risk to refine a Nascent Soul? Even if he succeeded, he would have to rest for a few years. Although the benefits were great, there were risks. It was better to win by quantity.
Dongye Boyu's words were reasonable. If it was not for the fact that refining someone else's Dao Fruit was extremely dangerous, this world would be in a bloodbath.
However, Mo Qiong said, "I'll refine a little today, and a little tomorrow. Can't I refine it in batches?"
Dongye Boyu sneered, "When are you going to refine it in batches? If you have the time, why waste someone else's Dao Fruit? Isn't it good to cultivate on your own? "
His meaning was very clear. If he wanted to refine it in batches without any risk, he would have to spend a lot of time. He would harm himself once, rest for a period of time, and then harm himself again. He would repeat this process and slowly grind away the Dao Fruit. The time spent on this was not much faster than cultivating with spiritual stones.
Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, everyone looked at each other and said, "That is to say, as long as he recovers quickly, it's still possible?"
Dongye Boyu frowned. He thought to himself, 'Why must this group of people have designs on my Nascent Soul?'
He said anxiously, "Listen to my advice. If you want to recuperate quickly, you must have a miracle pill. The Heart Nourishing Pill is extremely expensive. Even if you have it, it's not worth it to refine my Nascent Soul!"
Mo Qiong smiled, "I'm relieved to hear that!"
"Ah?" Dongye Boyu was speechless.
As he spoke, Mo Qiong threw the Nascent Soul in his palm into his Niwan Palace.
According to the unscientific method of refining Dao Fruit on Earth, his Primordial Spirit collided with the Nascent Soul and immediately began to merge.
Dongye Boyu's chest tightened. His vision turned black, and his heart ached.
"Lunatic! Do you want to die? Don't drag me down if you don't want to die! My Dao Fruit of a hundred years! " Dongye Boyu wailed heartbreakingly. He was still hoping that after he was rescued, he could still take back his Dao Fruit and return to the Nascent Soul realm.
But now, his Nascent Soul had already merged into this lunatic's Niwan Palace. Once Mo Qiong went crazy and his mind collapsed, his Nascent Soul would also collapse.
For a moment, he was in so much pain that he wailed endlessly.
Not long later, as he expected, Mo Qiong's face was as pale as paper. His brows furrowed as he staggered and fell to the ground.
He opened his eyes weakly, revealing endless exhaustion and dispiritedness.
Although Dongye Boyu did not have any cultivation, his Niwan Palace was still open. He could still feel the collapsed mind flying out from Mo Qiong's brows, which was also his mental power.
"Eh? He actually cut off his own mind that was contaminated by messy thoughts. A brave man cutting off his arm! Very good! This way, the merging can be interrupted. Although his mind is damaged, he will not die. Although my Nascent Soul is damaged, it will not collapse. "Dongye Boyu was very experienced. He quickly understood and could not help but be overjoyed.
He thought that after Mo Qiong tried, he knew that it was impossible and decisively cut off his arm to survive. He cut off his mind in the form of self-mutilation to save his life.
There was still hope! His Nascent Soul was saved. He still had hope of getting it back!
Just as he was thinking, he heard Master Gou shout, "Come! Help him in to sleep! "
"We'll continue at night!"
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