After getting sick, Meng Xuan sat cross-legged and watched coldly.

The ancestor Huangjiang and others did not even notice this. The ancestor Huangjiang was trying hard to connect his head to his body, and then destroy his spiritual power to restore the scars on his neck. This was a very painful and long process. He had no intention of paying attention to anything else. The other two ancestors were also trying their best to repair their injuries, not even looking at Meng Xuan.

Anyway, they were powerless to resist, so they just let Meng Xuan do it.

The ancestor Baihe also wanted to heal his wounds, but as soon as his spiritual power was activated, he immediately felt something was wrong, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

After a while, his face changed. His originally pale face turned red for a moment, as if he was about to drip bleeding, and then he became miserable. He didn't look like a living person. Even his mind seemed to be awake and confused.

"What did you...you do to me?"

The ancestor Baihe suddenly screamed, his voice miserable: "I... why am I so crazy?"

His voice attracted the attention of the other two ancestors, and even the ancestor Huang Jiang, whose head had just been halfway through, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Are you infatuated?"

Meng Xuan was also slightly stunned. He had been observing the changes of the Baihe Ancestor, which was indeed somewhat similar to being obsessed with the devil.

"The true spirits in the body of the monks in the True Spirit Realm will feed back themselves, + growth + wind + literary body is very vital, and it is extremely difficult to get infected with the disease! I captured these four people, just to use them to try it out. What does a monk look like when he is sick? Could it be that if a monk gets sick, he is actually going to be possessed by a demon? Well, there is also a certain reason. The disease energy is the collapse of the five elements in the body. Going into the demon is also an imbalance in the body..."

Meng Xuan thought to himself that he used the Immortal Art of Severe Disease to pull out the disease energy in the body of the Ancestor Baihe. This disease energy was raging in the body of the Ancestor Baihe for a while, and it had grown a lot. In addition to sealing the disease again, Meng Xuan refined the remaining disease energy, and found that it was very beneficial to his cultivation. The true spirit obtained a large amount of energy replenishment and became stronger.

Meng Xuan nodded secretly and looked at the ancestor wearing a black hat again.

"what you up to?"

The ancestor wearing a black hat looked at Meng Xuan with a vigilant look.

"Do you want to die or live?"

Meng Xuan looked at him seriously.

The black hat was immediately stunned and became depressed.

He glanced at the Baihe Ancestor and saw that the Baihe Ancestor had returned to normal at this time, but his aura seemed a little weaker.

"well……"

He sighed, sat cross-legged, and ignored what Meng Xuan was doing.

Meng Xuan smiled coldly and injected the disease into his body.

After observing it, the situation was the same as that of the ancestor Baihe, and it was also a disease of being possessed by the devil.

After Meng Xuan Lian tried the four of them, he was almost certain.

It is indeed difficult for cultivators in the True Spirit Realm to get sick, but they are not unhappy. The reason why they rarely hear that cultivators in the True Spirit Realm get sick is because they have another name for "disease", that is, "going into a devil!"

Of course, this may not be correct enough. It should be said that being obsessed with is also a kind of disease.

Moreover, being obsessed with the disease can be caused by illness.

In fact, by the length of time they resisted this disease, Meng Xuan even felt that if the four of them had perfect cultivation, their disease might not be rare to defeat them. They might be refined or suppressed by them. However, they had just cut off their third-level cultivation level and were seriously injured by themselves. Their bodies were extremely weak, but they could not resist it.

There are also strong and weak diseases. Meng Xuan estimated that in addition to the three diseases left by the sick old man, the diseases he collected from ordinary people will be difficult to deal with monks in the True Spirit Realm unless the disease is also collected from monks in the True Spirit Realm.

Moreover, four people were involved in this disease. Meng Xuan finally resealed the disease, and the excess disease energy was refined. He actually found that his cultivation had increased significantly. A tender bud tip even appeared on the true spirit. It seemed that if there was enough power to replenish it, a second leaf would appear. By that time, Meng Xuan would become the second level of true spirit.

"Ha, it turns out that using monks to nourish the disease is also a way of practice, but it's too evil. If I do this, the sick old man will crawl out of the jade coffin and strangle me to death... The leader of Huaiyu will also kill me with one sword!"

Meng Xuan had the idea of ​​recuperation in his mind, and he was really moved, but when he thought of the old man who was sick and the family style of Tianchi, he smiled bitterly and dispelled the idea. It had exceeded the bottom limit and could not be done.

"We don't know what method you used just now, and we can actually control us to go astray. We also swear not to say it out loud. Judging from your appearance, it seems that you want to do some experiments on us. Now it should be done? Can you... spare our lives?"

The ancestor Baihe sighed and said softly.

The other three ancestors also showed a look of despair in their eyes.

Although they also wanted to survive, they all knew that they had already known Meng Xuan’s secret. It was really a very unforgettable thing to do if he would spare him. The question from the ancestor Baihe was just trying it with the last hope.

Meng Xuan glanced across their faces without expression and said lightly: "Give me a reason to rest assured of you!"

The Fourth Patriarch was stunned, but he didn't know what to say. If he had done with them, he would never leave four people who knew their secrets. Moreover, looking at Meng Xuan's expressionless appearance, they could not even say some fraudulent words. The white-haired boy was obviously on the verge of taking action or not. If he discovered the lie, he might anger him immediately.

"We... wish to surrender to you and worship you as our Lord..."

Huang Jiang, Bai He and the black hat did not speak, but the last old man with red hair said the first one.

"Person for him?"

The ancestor Huang Jiang and others were all shocked, full of bitterness. They were all mid-level masters of true spirit who dominated one side. Who would be willing to take such a junior who had just entered the True Spirit Realm? But judging from the current situation, it seems that this is the only way.

When Meng Xuan heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you guarantee that you will not betray?"

The red-haired ancestor smiled and said, "You can plant the thing just now in our bodies for control!"

Meng Xuan turned his head to look at him, and the red-haired ancestor looked solemn.

Meng Xuan suddenly smiled, and the sword light of the sword in his palm burst out. He turned around the neck of the red-haired ancestor, and immediately a head flew up. Meng Xuan flipped his palm, and his spiritual power moved, and he had already pulled the head over and placed it at his feet.

Then Meng Xuan looked at the ancestor Huang Jiang and the other three and said lightly: "How do you guarantee that you will not betray?"

The three ancestors of Huangjiang were so shocked that they almost couldn't breathe. They never expected that Meng Xuan would suddenly kill people.

At the same time, they also gave up the last trace of luck in their hearts and never dared to lie to Meng Xuan again.

In fact, the idea proposed by the Red Hair Ancestor was the most popular idea. After all, they were old-fashioned true spirits. After practicing for hundreds of years, they knew their physical condition very well. They had discovered that although the disease energy was strong, if they had perfect cultivation, they could suppress it or even refine it. Hong Hai deliberately proposed to let Meng Xuan control them with disease energy, which actually left a way out for himself. Let's escape this disaster for the time being and suppress the disease energy later.

Meng Xuan cut off the head of the Red Hair Ancestor, and naturally he saw through this and believed that Red Hair was not sincere.

"We are willing to divide our true spirit and let you control it. But I don't know if you are sure to suppress our true spirit. If you can't suppress it, we have no other way. I will die if I am willing!"

The black hat suddenly let out a long sigh and said decisively.

The ancestor Huangjiang and others looked pale, but they had no choice but to admit it. After hesitating for a moment, they nodded.

Meng Xuan laughed and said, "You are just a little sincere!"

The black hat is right. This is indeed the last method and the only method at present. The true spirit is the most important thing for monks. If they willingly hand over a wisp of their true spirit to Meng Xuan, Meng Xuan can control their life and death through this wisp of true spirit. Of course, there is a problem, that is, Meng Xuan must have the ability to suppress their true spirit.

If they cannot be suppressed, their true spirits will escape, causing Meng Xuan to lose the ability to control their life and death.

"Take a strand of your true spirit, it's not difficult to control!"

Meng Xuan sneered, full of confidence. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!