The majestic memories surged in, accompanied by chaos, bloodthirsty, and brutal mental pollution.
The status of the female statue is not low. Even if part of the spirit body is cut off, it can still make the early level 7 day traveler go insane, but Zhang Yuanqing is different.
He majored in the divine power of the sun, and his spiritual body was stronger than that of the sun travel god of the same level. Coupled with the power brought by the heart of the phantom god, he could barely achieve the level of soul-eating.
While suppressing the invading chaotic spirit, he digested the memory fragments.
Soon, he figured out the identity of the female sculpture. It was the Master Yaoguang who led the Shushan disciples to resist the rebel army.
After the death of Headmaster Yaoguang, Shushan disciples built a Yaoguang Hall for her and offered incense to her every day. Yaoguang's remnant soul attached itself to the statue and was nourished by the incense and gradually revived.
She has been the patron saint of the sect for a long time, existing silently in the sculptures and being worshiped by her disciples.
Of course, ordinary disciples don't know her existence.
Only the elders who built the temple for her knew that her remnant soul was attached to the statue, and gave her the sect's most precious treasure, the Immortal-killing Flying Knife, to guard Nanyuan.
Until one day, the black smoke from the main hall spread to Nanyuan. As a Yin spirit, Yao Guang could not resist the pollution of Yin energy and degenerated into a pure resentful spirit, instinctively killing nearby creatures.
Can the power of incense and incense make the remnants regain their strength and live forever in the world? After gaining new knowledge, Zhang Yuanqing endured the pain in his head and was filled with surprise.
If this is the case, why did the ancient monks fear running out of life?
Uh, no, the soul and body of a monk who dies at the end of his life are extinguished at the same time, while Yao Guang died of illness after being severely damaged by his origin, which is a violent death!
The remnant spirit of a high-ranking ruler who died suddenly can linger in the world for a long time, so after gaining the power of incense and wish, she survived as a guardian spirit.
Take a note first, it might be useful later! Zhang Yuanqing continued to read the memory fragments.
Pieces of incomplete memories passed through his mind, and Zhang Yuanqing captured a fragment of memory that made his blood boil - the magical skill of eating people!
Since the fall of Shenhan, the tradition of practitioners becoming kings and prime ministers has ended. A large number of practitioners have scattered into the rivers and lakes and formed sects. The order among practitioners has become chaotic and disorderly. They no longer serve the country and the people, but serve their own selfish interests.
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So the evil method of plundering other people's souls came into being.
By the Tang Dynasty, when the order of the world was stable, such magic was taboo. Only people in the evil ways were keen on using this method to devour the spiritual essence of others and strengthen themselves.
It is said that this method was created by an alchemist from the Taoist sect. This alchemist was limited by his natural talent, knew his destiny, and his cultivation had stagnated.
In desperation, he suddenly came up with a magic trick. Since medicinal materials rich in spirituality can be made into miraculous elixirs, why can't people do the same?
So Hao Shou read the Taoist classics, studied for several years, and created the refining method of the "Three Talents Pill". The so-called "Three Talents" are to refine a person's "soul, soul, and energy" into a magical pill, and the power of the pill will skyrocket.
This alchemist dominates the world with this method and is unrivaled.
However, during his peak period, he devoured too many soul fragments, leading to insanity and becoming a lunatic.
Without the guidance and control of the will, the complex and chaotic spiritual power in the body goes out of control, backfires on the physical body, and explodes to death.
Zhang Yuanqing was worried that he didn't have the "secret method of cannibalism". Whether he hunted Master Chunyang or asked Lao Bangzi for his skills, it was unlikely.
The former is a rat in the gutter. He is both a star official and a void person. It is too difficult to catch him alive.
The latter hates evil and is upright and majestic, and will never allow his disciples to improve their cultivation through such evil magic.
Now he has found the secret method in the copy, God is helping him!
Fragments of memories kept flashing, and not long after, Zhang Yuanqing saw Headmaster Yaoguang, who had not yet become a stone statue, with fluttering feathers and dancing, and an old yellow gourd floating in front of him.
Sometimes the dance is wild and intense, like epileptic seizures; sometimes the dance is twisting and turning, gentle and graceful; sometimes it is strong and powerful, like a martial arts performance.
This is not like a dance created for entertainment, but more like some kind of sacrificial dance in ancient times.
The dance was not long and ended in thirty seconds. Headmaster Yaoguang, with fluttering feathers, bowed and said:
"Please baby, turn around!"
A ray of white light flashed out of the gourd, with eyebrows and eyes, whizzing away towards the enemy camp at the foot of the mountain.
The screen disappears.
Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes and pinched his swollen eyebrows. Although he relied on the abilities of the God of the Sun and the Void One to suppress the negative consequences of eating souls, he still had mental problems.
Becoming irritable, irritable, confused, and unable to think calmly.
Seeing him "wake up", Fu Qingyang and others gathered around him, their eyes falling on the yellow gourd: "What kind of treasure is this?"
Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a long breath and sighed: "Awesome baby, the immortal-killing flying knife!"
Immortal-killing flying knife?
Everyone was moved, obviously they had heard the name of this magic weapon.
Xiahou Aotian's titanium alloy dog eyes suddenly shone: "Quick, show me!"
Excited to grab it.
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes were sharp, the short knife was placed across the opponent's neck, and his expression was ferocious: "Seeking death!"
Xiahou Aotian was stunned.
Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have just come to his senses, the ferocity on his face disappeared, he hurriedly put away the knife, shook his head, and said in pain: "I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mental state."
The level of the ghost statue is too high. He has problems eating the spirit body! Xiahou Aotian took the opportunity to take the yellow gourd and suggested:
"Hurry up and find a way to wake up Palace Master Zhi Sha. The musicians can calm your restless spirit. Why do you want to eat souls for no reason?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head to read the item information.
"It contains a ray of light, and it has eyebrows and eyes? How strange is it that the weapon spirit can give birth to eyebrows and eyes? How is the immortal-killing flying knife refined? I want to analyze it..." Xiahou Aotian held up an old yellow gourd.
self-mumbling.
At the same time, he understood the reason why Yuanshi Tianzun devoured souls.
If you don't master the sacrificial dance, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife will be shelved in the cabinet, and the Palace Master will definitely die if you stop killing him.
"Stop analyzing it, it's a waste of time." The Moral God and the Demon Eye King snatched it away. After reading the item information, they took a breath: "Although this item is not a regular item, its lethality is at least eight levels, peak level, or even nine.
Level, how could this copy of Shushan Nanyuan have props of this level?"
He and Fu Qingyang are both in the early stages of level eight. In the middle, the peak output of level eight is enough to kill them, and level nine is even more deadly.
Yaoguang Palace is just the first level, there shouldn't be such powerful props.
Fu Qingyang took the props and checked the properties of the items, then answered the Magic Eye King's doubts:
"Although the intensity is high, the attack frequency is not high. It can reduce the number of members of the team by two or three at most without destroying the group. In an A-level dungeon, this intensity is reasonable."
He looked at Zhang Yuanqing and asked: "Save the palace master first."
Let us also watch the sacrificial dance! Fu Qingyang added in his heart.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was in a poor mental state, did not see the meaningful glances of his teammates. He held the yellow gourd in his palm and came to the body of the Palace Master who was wrapped in vines and protected by vines.
Since he was promoted to the God of Days, his spiritual body has become so powerful that he has a photographic memory. Things he has seen once are imprinted in his mind like a printer.
There is no need to trigger headaches and turn back time.
Zhang Yuanqing put down the yellow gourd, opened his arms, palms facing the sky, and suddenly began to shake, like a patient having an epileptic seizure. Then the style of the painting changed, with his waist and hips twisting and swinging, and his arms swinging like snakes.
After a while, the twisting waist stiffened, the buttocks froze, the muscles of the limbs became wrinkled, the dance became vigorous and powerful, and when the arms were turned and turned around, the wind was in full swing.
Thirty seconds passed quickly. Zhang Yuanqing stopped and did not say the sentence: Please turn around, baby.
I saw a powerful whirlpool coming from the spout of the yellow gourd. From the broken neck of the Palace Master, there was a faint white light escaping out and returning to the gourd.
"Bah bang bang!"
Princess Yinyao took the lead in applauding.
The Demon Eye King has three heads and eight arms, the most intense applause, and the most playful expression.
Fu Qingyang and Xia Hou Aotian silently removed the flying knife from their hearts. The proud Mr. Qian did not allow himself to become a comedian, while Xia Hou Aotian believed that the style of "Sacrificial Dance" was not suitable for the protagonist.
If you use it rashly, you worry that you will be reduced from the protagonist to a funny supporting actor.
I really want to kill them... The veins on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead are bulging, and his emotions that have finally calmed down are on the verge of losing control.
Princess Yinyao observed her words and wisely stopped clapping, picked up the head of Palace Master Zhi Sha, and connected it to the broken part.
After the seal was released, the bloody neck's flesh and blood squirmed, and the blood vessels stretched and connected quickly. In less than ten seconds, the Master of the Killing Palace opened his eyes, his eyes were confused, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
"What happened?" She looked at Zhang Yuanqing.
The cold nephew picked up the yellow gourd and walked towards the ruins with black smoke.
By the time Zhang Yuanqing finished the two sacrificial dances and retrieved the soul fragments sealed in the corpse of the underworld, the Master of the Killing Palace had learned about the events after his loss of head from Princess Yinyao's story.
Because Zhang Yuanqing's condition was extremely poor, the team retreated outside the mountain gate to rest.
Xiahou Aotian studied the yellow gourd eagerly, put on his monocle, summoned the Samadhi True Fire, and some technological machines, and analyzed the material, composition, and spiritual power types of the immortal-killing flying knife.
Zhang Yuanqing lay on the lap of Palace Master Zhi Sha, listening to her gently humming a lullaby, and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, it was already two hours later, the sun was high in the center, and the time was eleven o'clock at noon.
In addition to being a bit erratic in mood, irritable and irritable, the state of split consciousness, uncontrolled illusions, and inability to think calmly has disappeared.
As for the remaining problems, as an illusionist, he can easily resolve them.
However, the backlog of problems deep in the mind needs time to be cleared away little by little. This is the price that Soul Devourer must pay.
"I'm almost done!" Zhang Yuanqing yawned, "Let's continue!"
Fu Qingyang and others naturally had no objection. Only Xiahou Aotian was obsessed with gourds and couldn't hear what was going on outside the window.
Zhang Yuanqing kicked him: "What did you research?"
Xiahou Aotian frowned:
"After my research, I found that it is indeed a genus of Cucurbitaceae and Cucurbita, rather than being refined into the shape of a gourd. The strange thing is that it is obviously a gourd, but it contains abundant metal spiritual power, so it is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire.
"The metal spiritual power inside the gourd is even more exaggerated, so that glimmer of light was born. It feels to me like, well, it's like the gourd vine is fed by metal spiritual power, grows up, and blossoms and bears fruit.
"But as a weapon refiner, the first thing you need to master is the properties of materials and spiritual power. You must refine props according to the characteristics of the materials. The five elements of metal overcome wood, and wood will die if it touches metal. Therefore, gourd vines cannot be suppressed by metal spiritual power.
Feed and grow.”
Having said this, he pointed at the yellow gourd and spread his hands: "This thing kind of subverts my understanding."
Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the yellow gourd with his hand and said: "If you can't think of it, stop thinking about it and keep pushing the dungeon."
Everyone entered the mountain gate, passed through the area where the Yaoguang Palace was located, and stopped in front of the ten steps leading to the second floor. Looking around, they saw on both sides of the central square, a golden-domed palace on the left, and attics and buildings on the right.
——The layout of Nanyuan is trapezoidal, with a total of three floors.
Compared to Yaoguang Hall, there are large buildings on the second floor, presumably the living area for the disciples.
Xiahou Aotian took out the drone as usual, flew over the steps and entered the second floor.
Everyone's eyes were chasing the drone, and the moment they saw it flying over the steps, it seemed to have passed through an invisible film and disappeared.
The next second, Xiahou Aotian took off the nerve connection cable and frowned:
"The drone has lost contact and I can't see any footage."
This... Zhang Yuanqing looked at the second floor, which was sunny, covered with weeds, and full of decay. The drone clearly flew over, but he couldn't see it in his field of vision.
The picture in front of me seems to be a phantom, not the second layer of reality.
A bright white light appeared in Fu Qingyang's eyes, and his gaze was as sharp as a knife, staring ahead.
"It's an illusion!" Fu Qingyang withdrew his gaze and said, "This area is shrouded in illusion, and I can't see through it."
"You can't even see through it?" The Demon Eye King frowned.
Zhang Yuanqing said: "Illusion is second, and the main reason is black smoke. Black smoke has the power of concealment, so the boss can't see through it. Just like when we were in Yaoguang Hall before, we clearly touched the statue and gourd, but did not read the item information.
Because the information was withheld."
He looked at his teammates and said: "Illusion is my old profession, let me find out."
As Fu Qingyang and others nodded, he summoned an infernal corpse, controlled him to climb the steps, passed through the invisible film, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
