Yu Ziqing understood that Xianqian could not empathize with her, but he could.
He has starved to death twice!
Now when I see someone starving to death, I feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable deep in my heart.
No matter what, people should not starve to death.
If someone died of hunger due to a natural disaster, Yu Ziqing could do nothing, but he would only feel uncomfortable.
But if he is starved to death, he still has the ability to block this road immediately, but if he doesn't do it, he can already foresee that in the next few months, there may be even greater man-made disasters, and then there may be
Millions, even tens of millions, of people starved to death.
Maybe even more.
First, it is much easier to commit evil than to provide disaster relief. It is enough to just ignore everything and there will be no disturbance in the hearts of those people.
Second, it is also because the population here after the earthquake is more than an order of magnitude larger than that of the former wasteland, and adding two zeros at the end may not be enough.
The scene of purgatory on earth will be far more terrifying than the original wasteland.
Regardless of his identity or his own concepts, he does not want to see a more terrifying hell on earth.
At such a price, there is a high probability that the Holy Mother of the White Sun will not be able to be completely killed, so Yu Ziqing is even less willing to do so.
After thinking for a long time, Yu Ziqing sighed.
He is different from those evil people who have no bottom line and no humanity. No matter how hard he wants to be cruel, he still can't do it.
Yu Ziqing took out a small packet of ecstasy medicine and slowly swallowed it. His five senses began to be distorted, and his sixth sense began to straighten up.
He stretched out his hand and saw the black oil gushing out of his body. Following his thoughts, it condensed into a huge black book in front of him. The black book was completely black and had no words on the surface, like pieces of pure black shale.
, stacked page by page.
He turned to the blank first page.
He stretched out a finger, bit it, and wrote on the first page with blood.
"Hungry ghosts' incense, any living beings and dead souls (including hungry ghosts themselves), and any items cannot be absorbed. The souls and consciousness of those who incorporate it, those who covet it, will be infected, and they will never be reincarnated."
The difficulty of writing is getting higher and higher, and every word seems to be as heavy as a thousand pieces.
At this time, Yu Ziqing felt a little regretful that he had not studied classical Chinese well back then. Otherwise, he would have written at least half less now.
However, Xianxian and Wu Shuangge saw Yu Ziqing, covered in black scales, standing there with his left arm stretched out, and then the sharp claw of his right hand.
The sharp claw of the index finger of his right hand pierced his left arm. On his own flesh and blood, he wrote letters one by one with unknown runes. His hands were trembling, and it seemed to be getting harder and harder. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said,
He growled lowly and forced himself to finish writing the last word.
After the handwriting was completed, the blood steamed up along with the black oil, turning into exactly the same dark red runes.
This is the price.
Even though Yu Ziqing opened up the path of hungry ghosts, it is a path where all living beings are equal. People add private goods to it, and even if they are protecting hungry ghosts, they must pay a price.
It's just that he has an identity as the King of Hungry Ghosts, and he can afford this price.
As the blood flowed, the shadow of a Senluo Avenue suddenly appeared in front of Yu Ziqing, extending all the way to the sky.
The dark red blood-stained runes, like meteors exuding a strong ominous aura, fell into the forest avenue, heavily imprinted on the avenue, and integrated with the avenue.
He knelt on the ground with sympathy, shed tears, and bowed respectfully.
Although she knew that this might not be the most advantageous choice, it was the result that she was most convinced of.
She knew that if a similar situation happened in the future, her young master and her king would never abandon her and let her die.
Although she was willing to sacrifice at any time, it did not affect her true feelings at the moment.
Wu Shuangge, on the other hand, burst into tears, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily. His young master didn't like it, but he wanted it too. He only knew how to express his current feelings in this way.
Accompanied by dark red ominous meteors, they fell heavily into the shadow of Senluo Avenue.
Far away in Jinlan Mountain, countless hungry ghosts who had been given alms by Yu Ziqing personally came out.
They all seemed to see a Senluo Road emerging in their hearts, and their king was protecting them with his blood, setting an absolute prohibition for them that was engraved on the road of hungry ghosts.
They didn't know how to express or repay, so they could only kowtow in unison to show respect and gratitude to their king.
In the snow of Jinlan Mountain, two figures whose speed was too fast to be seen suddenly stopped and looked at the hungry ghosts together.
One of them had a thin body, an old face, but a strong spirit. His upper body was naked, and he was covered in bronze tendons. His whole body was steaming with heat, like a stove.
But the other person was a standing goat. He was three feet tall. His muscles were as knotted as a rock, and his hairs were like steel thorns. His whole body was full of ferocious aura, and he was extremely tough.
After exercising his muscles, the two elders looked at the hungry ghosts, then looked in the direction where the hungry ghosts were worshiping, and the two looked at each other.
The head of the village put on his clothes and his body returned to his old and thin appearance. He picked up his crutch and walked slowly towards the village.
"I'm going to see if anyone is lazy in the village. Being lazy is not allowed..."
The old sheep's body also began to shrink, turning into a skinny old sheep again. He was lying on all fours, chewing a vegetable leaf.
"Well, just in time, I'm going to take a look at my vegetable plot to see if it's grown, and if the Jinlan mushrooms have returned to life..."
…
After the inscription was completed, Yu Ziqing staggered, and Xian Xian appeared beside him in an instant, supporting his body. Wu Shuangge also immediately took out the respectful bucket and asked Yu Ziqing to sit on it.
After a while, the world in front of Yu Ziqing returned to normal. He raised his hand and looked at his left arm.
There was a rune mark on it. He recognized the word as "forbidden", and the place where the rune was printed happened to be the location of a dead orifice.
This is a death penalty, and even he cannot change it.
"Tianqian, is there anything to eat? I feel so hungry..."
Xianxin burst into tears and laughed, and quickly brought some food.
"There are plenty, young master, you can eat whatever you want."
"Fortunately, I was already prepared when I initiated it last time. I have concentrated on practicing these days and my progress is not slow. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to complete it."
Yu Ziqing stopped being particular and just sat on the bucket, eating constantly to calm down the hunger that was roaring in his stomach and was about to drive him crazy.
After a while, everyone came out of the abyss of despair, and supported Yu Ziqing, who had a splitting headache, to rest.
Yu Ziqing lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. He consumed a lot of energy and fell asleep quickly.
It wasn't until I was about to wake up that I suddenly had a dream.
He dreamed of Our Lady of the White Sun, a very beautiful woman. Then this guy looked at Yu Ziqing and laughed at her. Countless hungry ghosts around her were worshiping her. Her power became stronger and stronger, and she laughed even more wildly.
Then suddenly, the power of the incense she absorbed changed its nature. Although it did not kill her on the spot, it also changed her from a beauty that was difficult to express in words to a person with rough skin and corns on her face.
, the whole body is covered with pustules, and the legs are swollen and thicker than the waist.
Yu Ziqing laughed out loud on the spot and woke up laughing.
He sat up, rubbed his drowsy head, picked up the snacks that had been prepared by Xianxuan, and ate the snacks while humming a song.
If she doesn't die from the backlash, then she won't die. Anyway, this method is difficult to kill her in one go. Unless all the incense sacrifices of the Holy Mother of the White Sun come from hungry ghosts, it will be possible to kill her in one go.
…
A few days later.
"Holy Mother, hungry ghosts have appeared in various strongholds, and we have brought them all here."
Liu Xin reported the latest situation with a respectful look on his face.
Holy Mother Baiyang raised her eyelids and nodded.
"well done.
Nowadays, Shinto is declining, and even the Shinto position of Daqian has been reduced to the point where it needs the imperial edict of Emperor Qian.
You have been able to arrange so many backup plans in advance over the years, and you have done a great job, much better than the high priest of the previous generation.
When the day comes that I light the divine fire, there will be a place for you beside me."
"Thank you, Holy Mother, for your mercy. I will do my best and die."
"Have you reached the seventh level of Bai Yang Sacred Code?"
"Go back to the Holy Mother. This subordinate is stupid and has only advanced to the seventh level this year."
The Holy Mother of the White Sun thought for a while, stretched out a hand, and a little firefly light emerged from the air, constantly gathering into her palm.
Then it slowly turned into a crystal gem the size of a grain of rice and shaped like white jade.
The Holy Mother of Baiyang tossed it gently, and the crystal automatically flew into Liu Xin's hands.
"Take some time to practice. The seventh level is still a bit behind."
Liu Xin held the spar with a happy face and quickly saluted and thanked him.
After shouting the slogan as usual, he slowly retreated.
After walking out of the residence of Our Lady of Baiyang, Liu Xin's slightly bent waist straightened up again.
With a warm smile on his face, he returned to his home.
When he arrived at the training room, he immediately sat down, holding the crystal in both hands. After starting to practice, the realm that was originally slow to advance was continuously expanded with the power of the crystal.
After an hour of practice, the crystal stone shrank in size. However, his practice in this hour was equivalent to the hard work he had done in the past few days and months.
His talent was average and his foundation was poor. When he joined a sect in Daqian, he was told that unless there was a great opportunity, he would never be able to cross the threshold of the sixth to seventh levels in his life.
But now, he has entered the seventh level, and his cultivation has advanced even faster than before.
In Baiyang base, everyone is already ready.
Those believers who have lost themselves and have been brainwashed with only their instincts, and who have not recovered themselves after turning into hungry ghosts, have been gathered in a sacrificial place.
Here are the best sacrificial venues, the most complete procedures, the best incense candles, and the most suitable person to worship, which can maximize the power of the incense and the will.
As long as they succeed, they won't have to worry about running out of incense crystals in the future.
Because hungry ghosts are much easier to manage than people.
If you want to control millions of people who are not engaged in production, the resources consumed, even if it is just ordinary food, is a huge number and requires a long time of secret preparation.
It is also necessary to prepare residences for those people, take care of their food and drink, and be prepared to avoid a major epidemic, otherwise a large number of people will be lost if not done properly.
If there were tens of millions of people, they would not have the ability to control it, nor would they have the ability to provide the most basic food and drink.
But the hungry ghosts are different. They don't even need to prepare food in advance.
With the same resources, they can supply ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times as many hungry ghosts.
How could you not take a shortcut?
Now is the time to take the shortcut.
Our Lady of the White Sun walked up to the front desk and looked at the dense crowd of hungry ghosts below with a smile. Those hungry ghosts immediately understood instinctively that this was Our Lady of the White Sun.
They chanted sutras sincerely and worshiped constantly.
Liu Xin stepped forward and presided over the sacrifice.
The rising incense merges with the purest wish and turns into the purest power of incense, which continuously gathers towards Our Lady of the White Sun.
He spread out his hands, as if embracing the hungry ghost believers, and continuously absorbed the power of incense into his body.
However, not long after, the sacrifice was not over yet, when the power of the accumulated incense began to continuously transform into his cultivation and push his realm forward.
A mutation occurred.
A strong ominous aura suddenly emerged from all the incense power, blending into one with the incense power.
In other words, it is the power of incense itself that turns into ominous things.