The solid and powerful whip struck down, and Qin Nan instinctively grabbed it with his hand, grabbed it tightly, and pulled back. Qin Nan stumbled to the ground and fell to the ground.
"Bajie! Strike first and do it to him..."
Without Qin Nan's instructions, Zhu Bajie had already rushed forward. When the other ghosts around him were not paying attention and had no other obvious killing moves, he sat down on him and let out a big smelly fart. Qin Nan saw the wizard
The clan ghost struggled feebly twice and then stopped moving.
"Bajie, have you been constipated recently?"
Qin Nan quickly pinched his nose to avoid it, and a turbid and lethal gas spread out in the air. Qin Nan saw the unconscious souls around him quickly and instinctively moving away.
"Master, you don't understand, this is my old pig's special skill, it's called the Pig Magic Fart..."
Zhu Bajie waved his hand, pretending to be sophisticated, and said: "Large range of killings, no missed shots..."
"Okay! Okay! Come on, you'd better use less energy. More ghosts will be attracted to you in a while, so we can just run for our lives..."
Qin Nan stepped forward, but Zhu Bajie had already stood up. Qin Nan checked the corpse of the witch clan ghost on the ground, and found that there was a dark golden light shining on it. This light looked familiar to Qin Nan, and he looked carefully.
After thinking about it, he remembered and said: "This dark golden light is shooting the sun arrow.
I also saw it on Chang'e's Book of Netherworld Life and Death. Is it possible that the six-path reincarnation has the power of rank attached to it, so it will have this kind of light? Or is this light itself the power of rank added to the six-path reincarnation? So, I
Can we collect the power of this level from these ghosts?"
On a sudden thought, Qin Nan squatted down and carefully touched the body of the ghost of the Witch Clan. When his fingers touched the dark golden light, with a sudden movement, the dark golden light burst out, a wave of energy that could extinguish all life.
The aura suddenly rose, covering Qin Nan's entire body.
Qin Nan's expression changed immediately. Knowing that this dark golden light was so powerful, he actually had self-protection measures. He screamed secretly, and just wanted to run away, but he felt that the eight sun-shooting bows he had hidden on his body also burst out with dark energy.
The golden light protected Qin Nan, and it seemed that the dark golden light on the ghost body was restrained when it encountered the dark golden light of the sun-shooting arrow. From the menacing look just now, it condensed obediently into
A light spot the size of a bean appeared.
"Is it this thing? Is it the power of rank? Once refined, can you have the ability of ghosts?"
Qin Nan was just about to reach out and take the dark golden dot in his hand, but he didn't expect Zhu Bajie to grab it from the air first. He looked at it for a while, then put it in his mouth and chewed it, while chewing on it he said
: "Let your Grandpa Pig take one. It tastes pretty good, and it's as good as some elixirs..."
indistinct!
Zhu Bajie just swallowed the dark golden light spot, and saw a unique halo rising from his body. Qin Nan knew that this was the symbol of the identity of the ghosts of the Wu clan. Zhu Bajie was now with other ghosts
There is no difference at all, he still has the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation in his body, and he can eliminate all ghosts with ghostly nature with just a few moves.
"Master, look, according to this method, can we disguise ourselves as ghosts and sneak in?"
In a sudden change, Zhu Bajie used the method of transformation to turn into the ghost of the Wu clan who was killed by him just now. Qin Nan's eyes widened and his consciousness scanned it. Because of the power of rank,
Spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate and examine it, but from the outside, it looks absolutely perfect, with no slight difference from appearance to breath.
"I think it's okay! Since we're all here and can't force our way in, we'll pretend to be ghosts and sneak in..."
Qin Nan nodded, feeling that this method was the most feasible way to sneak in without making a big splash.
"Bajie, then go and lure that Witch Clan ghost over there..."
Qin Nan pointed to the ghost of the Witch Clan who was nearest to them some twenty meters away. At this moment, this ghost was waving a whip, beating the unconscious souls. Being trapped in this netherworld, although they had changed from ordinary
The Wu tribe members of the Houtu Tribe have become ghosts with the power of rank to control the Netherworld Underworld. However, they do not feel that they are powerful. Instead, they feel that they are bound in this Netherworld Underworld, as if they are in prison.
relief.
Therefore, these witch clan ghosts use their only pleasure in torturing these unconscious souls. These souls have just been separated from the creatures that died in the prehistoric times, and they cannot awaken their minds for the time being. But as long as they pass through this underworld
Once the door is illuminated by the divine light of the underworld, it will immediately shine back, reminding you of all the things you did during your lifetime.
However, none of this is important anymore. Once a ghost enters the underworld and passes through the gate of the underworld, it is destined to never come out as a ghost from the gate of the underworld. The only way out is the six paths of reincarnation, through the underworld.
Only by making judgments and bearing the imprint of the judge's pen can one be reincarnated in the six realms of reincarnation.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The whip in the hand of this ghost of the Witch Clan was so powerful that several souls were shaken by him and instinctively avoided it, but he still refused to let go, rushed forward, kicked to the bottom, and continued to fight desperately.
Beating.
"After that, come here..."
Zhu Bajie walked over and waved to him. Just when he sat down on the ghost of the Wu Clan, his memory was unknowingly invaded, and he learned that the ghost next to him was called Houji, and he was the one behind all the ghosts.
The most cruel one among the ghosts, he didn't attack the souls seriously, all based on his mood, and even beat the souls away several times. For this, he was criticized by Hou Yi, the Nether Emperor who was still in the Nether Underworld at that time.
However, Hou Yi not only did not change, but also worsened. However, there was no more beating of the soul to pieces. In this way, Hou Yi was not alarmed. Later, Hou Yi died and the underworld was even more messy. Who could
Can you still care about him? As a result, he became even more lawless and acted wantonly.
"What are you doing? Back slope..."
Hou Po is the name of the ghost that Zhu Bajie transformed into. At this time, Na Hou heard Zhu Bajie's call, and he was obviously unhappy. He was not very familiar with Hou Po in the first place, and he had a bad temper, so naturally there was nothing wrong with him.
Good look.
"Come here, let me show you something good. This is the soul of a demon clan!"
Zhu Bajie pretended to speak softly. He learned from Hou Po's memory that Hou Ji's parents were killed by the demon gods of the demon clan's heaven during the Lich War, so his temper became like this.
It looks like that, and it is especially hateful to the demon clan. If there is a soul of the demon clan among the souls that are driven away, the attack will not be as ruthless as usual.
Now, after hearing what Zhu Bajie said, Hou immediately came over with interest, holding a whip in one hand and putting his other hand on Zhu Bajie's shoulder, pointing at the soul in front of him and saying: "Which one is it? Point it out to me.
I'll take it to my place and give it a good training."
The souls of all creatures are actually the same after death. They are a chaotic gray object that floats in the air. It is generally difficult to tell what species they were in life.
However, it is not ruled out that some creatures have very obvious characteristics during their lifetime, or that someone has a secret method to judge, and can also tell their race in death from their souls.
"Na! Just that..."
Zhu Bajie casually pointed his finger into the pile of souls, and then hurriedly rushed forward with his whip. Zhu Bajie got behind him, revealed his true body, kicked him hard, then staggered to the ground, and quickly turned around
He came up and was about to swipe the whip at Zhu Bajie, but Zhu Bajie jumped up and sat on his head to death.
Qin Nan quickly covered his nose, and sure enough, there was a stinky fart sound, and a familiar gas spread out. After several painful struggles, he completely stopped moving.
"Master, hurry up! Put your spiritual consciousness in here. I have extracted the old pig's memory. If it's too late, it may dissipate."
Zhu Bajie said this, Qin Nan had no choice but to endure the turbidity in the air, walked over, and probed into his consciousness. A stream of memories entered his mind, from the birth of the Queen of the Witch Clan to the death of her parents, and then to the underworld.
Gui Cha, everything, and memories spanning thousands of years were absorbed by Qin Nan without missing a beat.
"Eh..."
For some reason, Qin Nan let out a long sigh. He didn't expect that in this game, the experience and memory of living beings could be achieved to such a fine level. At that moment, after receiving all the memories of Guizhao, there were so many
For a moment, Qin Nan almost thought that he was a ghost.
The joy of childhood, the heartbreak of losing his parents, the brutal venting after escaping to the underworld, all of these reveal a kind of helplessness coerced by fate.
"All living things in the world are undergoing reincarnation and are controlled by fate. Who can jump out of the track designed by heaven? All of this is just fate."
Qin Nan was originally an atheist. Although he was an orphan and his life had been difficult since childhood, he always believed in the principle that everything depends on man-made efforts and man can conquer nature.
However, along the way, especially today, after receiving the memory of the ghost for a lifetime, Qin Nan felt that no matter what kind of creature he was, everything that happened in his life seemed to have been arranged by others.
a feeling.
This feeling was so strong that Qin Nan felt that there was still a pair of eyes silently watching him in the dark. It made him feel that even some choices he thought were subjectively made by him were actually arranged by others.
Yes, it was destined that he would make such a choice.
"Oh……"
Qin Nan couldn't help but laugh. This made him feel that behind everything, there seemed to be a hand of fate that was always pushing. Everything was running on the trajectory of this fate without any deviation, with no purpose and no end. It was purely
The operation is mechanized.
The kind of autonomy we call is nothing more than the autonomy we think we have. We feel that we have the ability to control our own destiny. But we don’t know that everything is already doomed and is fate. That’s why people often feel so powerless and so helpless.
Too weak to do anything.
"The hand of fate?"
Qin Nan was stunned for a moment and looked into the sky. Through the layers of mist, he seemed to see an invisible and huge palm, pushing the direction of everything. This palm was not from the game, but penetrated directly from reality.
Come in, transcend the game and reality, and dominate everything.
