He Zhao looked at the pages that were damaged due to excessive force when writing, and his brows knitted together. In an instant, he recalled the red and white demons, the ancient corpses suppressed by the hundreds of tombs, and the words that Uncle Jianyi told him before leaving Qingyun Sect.
, and the sacred incense stuffed for myself.
"Could it be..."
Before he finished speaking, he shook his head and let's finish reading the essay first. There is no need to leave the [history book] recorded by Danyang unread and just leave it there to make random guesses.
[The thing is like this, about twenty-five years ago in the Netherworld, some ordinary people (referring to farmers, craftsmen and other common people, they are unable to refine evil spirits into their bodies, let alone practice martial arts), one after another went crazy.
After a group of doctors diagnosed me, it was said that it was due to too much pressure, which led to a mental breakdown. To be more specific, my mental endurance is fragile. After all, I have been living in a depressive and dark environment. Except for a few people with strong willpower, most people
More or less, my heart is a little twisted.
At first, we just put them in a separate courtyard and sent people to take care of them every day. In the end, no matter their status, everyone is a Daxuan person.
It has to be said that the prince, that fool, finally came to his senses. He took the initiative not to give up any of Daxuan's people, and used part of his own supplies to support the lunatics.
As time goes by, the steady output of a few to a dozen or even dozens of lunatics every year is insignificant compared to a city where the population has doubled to more than 15,000 people.
What's more, now that supplies are abundant, it's more than enough to feed a bunch of idle people. Yes, I almost forgot to mention that there are several doctors who are very upset about not curing the madman.
Then, in their spare time, they would occasionally visit the compound where lunatics were "incarcerated". They continued to provide treatment, hoping that one day the patient would be able to be cured.
As time goes by, things gradually become uncontrollable. More and more people fall into madness every year... From a few people at the beginning to hundreds of people every year now, we realize that something is wrong.】
"Good fellow, Daxuan has built a small city in the Netherworld. This is about to end."
Continue to study the following content to prove that his prediction is correct.
[We invested a lot of manpower and material resources, but the expected scene of the madness being cured by medicine did not happen. Instead, something even more frightening and disturbing happened.
Previously, it was only a group of ordinary people who went crazy, but there are at least more than 10,000 civilians in the small town, so just a small number of people is nothing. Unfortunately, things gradually developed into something outrageous, because some warriors went crazy!
A crazy secret blood warrior, how destructive was his power? Fifty-six civilians died on the spot, and more than a hundred people were injured, less than half of whom were seriously injured and dying.
In addition, three secret blood warriors died while trying to stop their crazy companions. An unlucky evil refining warrior was approached and his skull was shattered with a palm before he even used his magic.
The loss seemed small, but in fact more than one warrior went crazy. In the small city, in just one hour, more than a dozen similar incidents occurred.
Hundreds of people were killed and thousands were injured. Coupled with the losses of warriors and evil spirits, it was so distressing that I couldn’t breathe. It can be called the most significant disaster in history.]
Well, with a total population of just over 15,000, if a thousand people were killed or injured at once, who wouldn’t be heartbroken?
"What a bad fate!"
He Zhao said with emotion, the prosperous people in foreign lands were developing well, but Kacha said, it was stopped.
Then, continue reading below.
[The matter is bigger than we imagined. On the second day of more than a dozen cases of crazy warriors killing people, many more people went crazy one after another, and the casualties were no less than yesterday.
If the madness is allowed to spread, in less than half a month, at most a few people will be alive. We gathered a group of old guys, the same group of old guys who made us crazy about making children.
They went directly into the compound where crazy ordinary people and some warriors were imprisoned, and studied non-stop. In about three days, they actually got a bunch of old men to produce some results.
Everyone who is crazy carries a trace of weird aura to some extent or another. It seems to be latent and cannot be noticed at all before the onset of the illness. Once the onset of the illness occurs, it will be clearly out of place.
After receiving the news, we were a little desperate to be honest. We communicated with each other on a daily basis, and basically stayed away from each other unless necessary, for fear that our companions would violently kill others.
In the past few incidents, those unlucky people who were unprepared died unjustly. The "commission" of acquaintances is really an unsolvable method. Who would be wary of a good friend?
However, the old guys still find out the rules of the weird aura. It has to be said that having an old man in the family is like having a treasure. The so-called crazy patients are all people who have not practiced evil spirits!
Putting aside ordinary people, they cannot practice. But the crazy warriors are all mystical blood warriors who have not refined evil into their bodies.]
"???"
The secret blood warriors are so miserable. It doesn't matter if they can't refine evil spirits. Actually, there is a mad disease specifically targeting them. The secret blood faction is about to be finished.
[According to the old guys, evil spirits can resist the invasion of strange breaths. People without evil spirits to protect themselves will be gradually eroded by the maddening breath, gradually lose themselves, and turn into violent killing machines, plundering all fresh things.
living life.
After that, they came up with a testing method. The results were not satisfactory. Some evil warriors with high realms were naturally worry-free. Some evil warriors and blood warriors who were not deep in evil refinement had more or less evil in their bodies.
Carry some.
Moreover, there is no way to find a solution to the weird aura for a while. Either you have to work hard to refine the evil and rely on strong cultivation to resist, you may not be able to contain it or even eliminate it.
Either you should go home and eat something good if you can. From now on... everyone will try their best to suppress you, or you can go into self-exile and plunge into the boundless world.
Some people heard the words, and some ran away overnight and chose to save themselves. They fell into the cold and dark world, and I never saw them again.
Some people choose to tie their own hands and let the old guys handle it. However, things are not as simple as we think. Even if we are prepared in advance, they will still cause us huge trouble when they go crazy.
The first people who got sick were not very strong. After being transformed by their strange auras, and their fearlessness of death, they really frightened many people. Later, more lunatics were dealt with, and everyone gained experience. It was just a matter of adding a few more.
Individuals joining forces can easily suppress it.
The question is, how does the Seventh Generation Palace Master handle this? He is said to be the most physical person in the history of Daxuan. Once he goes crazy, no one can stop him.
Before we could come up with a solution, some strange people went crazy! The destructive power they produced was comparable to a natural disaster. With their weird innate abilities and strange sacrificial weapons, after being infected with the weird aura, they became more than ten times more powerful?]
"hiss--"
In this regard, He Zhao felt that he had a special right to speak.
The sacrificial vessels are weird, and the strange people are even weirder.
Especially the special iron rules of killing and weird talents. If you are not familiar with them, you will almost certainly die if you encounter them.
Similar to the red and white evil spirits who cry to death, they look like the evil spirits of the Xinyue Kingdom, and they can escape without any injuries after encountering them.
In reality?
In fact, many people died, and people in the past figured it out bit by bit.
If no one tells them, they will die as many as they come.
[Forty-six years in the Netherworld, after a arduous and fierce battle, we finally got everything done. However, the city built from scratch has fallen into ruin and desolation. It is no longer suitable for habitation and needs to be kept away.
The ordinary people suffered huge casualties, and only a small part of them escaped. Moreover, what would happen even if they escaped? The outside world is just as dangerous. Not all of them can survive with just a few evil refiners guarding them.
The old guys didn't choose to run away. According to other people's words, they had only a few years to live and they would die anyway. Facts have proved that they were right to stay and it was a huge help.
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A group of old men stupefiedly researched items that can evade and drive away alienated people. Ghost paper, rice for the dead, incense to worship gods, etc. I don't know why they work, but as long as you know how to make them, it will be fine.
The seventh-generation palace master was suppressed and suppressed in a living land with ninety-nine corpses of evil-refining warriors. The loess of that land had a strong soul-soothing effect, and the three were a perfect match.
I don’t know how the old men found this treasure land. Hehe, I dug out a lot of soil secretly. In the future, if I encounter some ferocious things again, it might be useful.
In addition, we have to work together to expel some ferocious evil spirits that have mutated in the city. The day when the strange people broke out happened to coincide with the wedding and funeral of two wealthy families.
Okay, that strange man lying in the coffin pretended to be a corpse. The whole funeral procession was all dead, and no one survived. Thanks to the ghost paper, otherwise I would have died several times.
As for the marriage procession, it is extremely ferocious. Every woman who meets her will have her head separated. When the new head of the deceitful bride rots, or when she encounters a more beautiful woman, she will definitely take it.
man?
Haha, when we were expelling the evil bride, there were several young men in the team, and one of them confronted the headless bride and sucked her into her. If I hadn’t had the jade pendant to protect me from evil, I would have been doomed.
In one year, we experienced too many dangers. After the suppression of those who should be suppressed, the killing of those who should be killed, and the expulsion of those who could not be killed, the city was already a dead city.
As the former second-in-command and now the number one leader, I took my remnant soldiers and victorious generals away from my second hometown where I had lived for nearly fifty years, and embarked on a journey to find a new continent.]
"Okay, all the ghosts I met are your people?"
[Seventy-six years in the Nether World, one year in the New World. We are like stray beasts, wandering around without purpose. Thirty years have passed since the last time I wrote an essay.
For 10,950 days, I led the original survivors, running around like headless flies. During this period, I killed countless evil beasts, saw countless alien species from heaven and earth, and met countless acquaintances.
Well... acquaintances, old acquaintances who once chose self-exile in the hope of saving themselves, have all transformed into vicious and strange things. The night in the underworld has also become more and more dangerous.
These dogs, like wild cats that smell fishy smell, can always find you accurately. The key is, you can't kill them! You can only rely on the methods left by the old men to make various items to repel and avoid them.
Alas, the first-generation palace master bless you, but don’t let the seventh-generation palace master escape. Speaking of which, the seventh-generation palace master’s evil-refining talent is really terrible!
As long as it is better, we will not be alienated by the strange aura early. With him leading us, I believe that the city will not be destroyed, let alone let us run around like wild dogs.
In thirty years, let us find a... loophole? Well, let's call it a loophole, because there is no better adjective. The only blame is that I was in Qiren Mansion and didn't study hard. I thought about it for a while.
There are so many good words, but there are so few words.
A group of people worked together to expand and open the loopholes, and came to a new world. Yes, we entered another world from the Netherworld. At first, I thought we were back in Daxuan again.
Unfortunately, there is no Qi.
The moment the two worlds were opened, a large amount of evil energy leaked out. When we got out one by one, we immediately sealed the hole tightly, for fear that the horrible things inside would come out together.
That day, we hugged each other and cried like children. Anyone who stays in the underworld that needs to be alert at all times will become nervous.
After living for a period of time, we discovered that this world... how should I put it? Their cultivation system is very backward. A group of people just practice martial arts. Even if they practice to the highest level, can they still take two moves from the secret blood warrior?
So, a group of us took up the banner of refining evil spirits and established sects one after another. Let’s find some fun for ourselves in our later years. At least we can feel that I am still alive!]
"?"
He knew that the origin of the evil spirits was the Qiren Mansion, and the Xinyue Kingdom could not avoid it.
"Alas, co-authorship is not Daxuan."
He then turned the page. This was the last essay.
[In the seven hundred and eighty-one year of the New World, for more than seven hundred years, I would enter the underworld when I had nothing to do, looking for the survivors. Although I knew in my heart that there was a high probability that they would be gone. But at least I had a sustenance, thinking about it,
Not too lonely.
For hundreds of years, the state has been stuck in the unity state, and has never been able to reach the level of ascension. The feeling of being out of place, or the feeling of being out of place, cannot be said to be exactly the same as the strange aura of the alienated strange people and mysterious blood warriors, at least.
They must be siblings from the same mother.
It's a pity that now I am an old and dying person, and I can only lie in bed. Otherwise, I have to explore what secrets are hidden in it.
In fact, if I can live for a while, I can almost reach the level of the ascended person before. Unfortunately, my body does not allow it, and the remaining life span does not allow it.
I told my disciples that once I die, they must send me into the nether world, the deeper the better. After all, who knows whether I will be alienated?
Alas, the people who left were not found after all. I don’t know whether they are dead or alive. I hope they are alive, and it is best to build a majestic city again.