Xu Dao used the talent of ghost veins to penetrate the soul of the mountain ghost ghost baby and gain insight into the other party's memory.
What surprised him slightly was that the voice that appeared in his mind just now was not the mountain ghost ghost baby shouting to him, but the demonic barrier created in his mind due to the influence of the other party.
The soul of this mountain ghost ghost infant is completely blank, with no formed memory. What is left is only the survival instinct of spiritual beings and resentment towards Xu Dao, as if it had just been born.
What also surprised Xu Dao was that this mountain ghost ghost baby was indeed a condensation of mountain energy, a natural creature nourished by the earth. In addition to being able to control the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it could also drive wind, thunder, water, fire and other things.
The entire barren mountain is like its body, controlled by it.
Of course, it may be because it was just born, or it may be because it is just a resurgence of residual thoughts. It is not a god, but only a ghost.
Therefore, the mountain ghosts and ghost infants are not yet able to control the mountains and rivers as desired. They can at most suppress Xu Dao and cut off the communication between Xu Dao and the surrounding heaven and earth, greatly reducing its magic power and the power of its magic.
After learning this, Xu Dao felt happy for a moment:
"Fortunately, this thing can't wait to seize my body and throw itself into a trap. Otherwise, if we were to fight with it outside, it could easily get into the rocks and hide."
Once this thing escapes, if he wants to catch it again, he will probably have to hollow out the entire barren mountain. Not to mention whether this method can be successful, even if it can, he will have to spend an unknown amount of extra money.
strength.
Xu Dao rejoiced in his heart and became excited again, "If I devour this thing with my ghost vein talent, will it improve the quality of my spiritual root?"
Although his spiritual root is already a high-grade spiritual root, his roots and feet only come from an existence in the fake elixir realm. Although his spiritual root is a high-grade spiritual root and has the possibility of forming elixirs, the quality is not too high.
Now in front of Xu Dao, there is a ghost baby who is suspected to be a god. Although its level is only equivalent to a ghost in the foundation-building realm, its roots are much more magical than Xu Dao.
Xu Dao swallows and refines it, which will most likely increase the foundation of his spiritual roots. After all, his spiritual roots are ghost veins, which are similar to dragon vein spiritual roots. They are especially good at swallowing them, and can use the form to supplement the form and increase the qualifications.
Thoughts rolled through his mind several times, and he suddenly came to a conclusion, "No matter whether it succeeds or not, let's try to get rid of it!"
Immediately, Xu Dao gathered all his energy and suppressed countless distracting thoughts. He tightly wrapped the soul of the mountain ghost ghost baby with his spiritual consciousness and refined it wholeheartedly.
Because this mountain ghost ghost baby does not have much memory in its mind, it is very convenient for him to eliminate it, which is easier than refining the body of a ghost in the fairy garden.
Not long after, Xu Dao's Yin Shen looked at the ghost infant soul body that had been condensed into a blood-red bead in front of him. His eyes were calm. He grabbed it with one hand, then opened his mouth and swallowed it directly into his belly.
Unlike taking pills for the physical body, as soon as the blood-red beads enter Xu Dao's Yin God, they immediately permeate the entire soul body, becoming inseparable from the Yin God, resisting each other like water and fire, and constantly melting.
Such a process was naturally not easy to pass, causing Xu Dao's Yin Shen to tremble, almost shattering his Yin Shen body.
There was also a huge wave of resentment that suddenly burst out from the blood beads and instantly filled the Xu Daoling Platform.
It turns out that this ghost baby was not only born from the earth's atmosphere of the mountain, but also the grievances of tens of thousands of people. When Xu Dao swallowed its body, it was as if he had swallowed the grievances of tens of thousands of people and was criticized by thousands of people.
Although these people are just ordinary people, even if they are gathered into an army, they can still be defeated by a Qi Refining Taoist disciple. However, the resentment generated by tens of thousands of people when they are about to die is already close to evil energy. Only by condensing evil energy and refining
Only the powerful Taoist priests are qualified to resist.
Ordinarily, if a Taoist priest in the early stage of foundation building touches this, he will definitely have evil spirits enter his mind, his mind will be unstable, and he will most likely become possessed on the spot.
Fortunately, Xu Dao is not unprepared for this. Devouring ghosts will inevitably lead to backlash. He has already experienced it many times when he swallowed demons and ghosts in the Erhai Fairy Garden, and now he is naturally familiar with it.
Although this resentment is comparable to the evil spirit and can pollute the Taoist's soul, he is not good at anything else. What he is best at is stabilizing the spiritual platform to prevent the erosion of the evil spirit and resentment.
Without his instructions, the dozens of pure heart talisman seeds planted in Xu Daolingtai vibrated together, and a series of spiritual lights fell on his Yin Shen, trying their best to calm the tremors of his Yin Shen and eliminate the crisis.
The large and small talismans are competing to twinkle, and the bright starry sky seems to appear in the spiritual platform, which is deep and beautiful.
Xu Dao calmed down and silently felt the benefits brought to him by the ghost infant's soul body.
All kinds of wonderful feelings appeared in Xu Dao's heart. He heard the collision of mountains and rocks since ancient times, the separation of water and soil in the vicissitudes of life, and the changes of life and death... He felt as if he had become a mountain, forever,
Honest and simple.
At the same time, the curses that appeared during the previous capture of the mountain ghost ghost baby became clearer:
"My mother died tragically and my youngest son was swallowed. Hate! Hate!"
"Oh God! Help us!"
"Kill this evil ghost, die, die!"...
It's just that the curse sound at this time is no longer a pure hallucination, nor is it directed at him, but at the black-faced ghost. It is the unwilling cry of the tens of thousands of people who died tragically in the mountain col.
Voices appeared in Xu Dao's mind, and he was moved for a moment. It was not that Xu Dao was affected by resentment, but that he felt the despair of the tragic death before his death.
Xu Dao, who was sitting on the ghost altar, suddenly opened his eyes with shock.
Even when he opened his eyes, living faces still flashed through his eyes. Numbness, despair, madness, and miserable expressions flashed past, making him grit his teeth uncontrollably.
Although he had already seen tens of thousands of people die tragically one by one and be devoured by ghosts, it was only now that he truly understood the fear and sorrow faced by these unfortunate people.
A deep gloomy look filled his face, making his fingers tremble slightly.
Compared with the sadness and despair that echoed in his mind, what he discovered, even if he had felt it at the "Tao Discussion Conference", was still not as good as the chance.
After all, he had a near miss at the beginning, but the people of Zhishui County were really unable to resist. They had already allowed themselves to be exploited, and tens of thousands of people died.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Dao intuitively felt despair tens of thousands of times. Even with his Taoist heart, he still almost lost his position.
Fortunately, the tragic deaths of tens of thousands of people have nothing to do with him. Instead, he is the one who avenges their blood and hatred, lends a helping hand, and is the savior that tens of thousands of people pray for before they die.
After taking a few breaths, Xu Dao reluctantly calmed down, but he still had no time to sort out Yin Shen's harvest, and was still immersed in the frightened aftertaste.
He looked around again at the tragic situation around him and found that countless corpses were broken into pieces, and their flesh and blood had been mixed with dust and mud, completely inseparable.
However, the mummy array has not yet completely collapsed. There are dozens of dead souls imprisoned in it, numbering in the tens of thousands. They are wandering in the mountain col, like washed lambs, waiting to be devoured by others.
Xu Dao knew that this was specially left by the black-faced ghost so that it could eat it after the foundation was successfully established, or it could be used to feed the ghost soldiers under his command.
I don’t know if these dead souls are considered lucky compared to those who have turned into resentment and have completely lost their souls.
Xu Dao looked at these dead souls with a moved expression, speechless, not knowing what to say, so he had to raise his head and look up at the dark sky again.
How difficult it is for the people to live!
These four words appeared repeatedly in his mind. In the past, he only thought that the southwest was so remote that demons and ghosts were rampant, and Taoist priests used their disciples as bait.
But now I have discovered that although the other areas of Wu State are better, they are not far behind.
This made Xu Dao's thoughts wander, and he recalled the prosperous times of immortality recorded in various Taoist books.
Only a thousand years ago, during the reign of the Holy Tang Dynasty.
In this world, not only the immortal world is prosperous, but the mortal world is also full of strong soldiers and horses. The Qi refiners are traveling to the North Sea in the evening, and the imperial army is rampaging across the mountains and seas in all directions.
Although there have been tragic deaths of living people from time to time, there have long been no incidents of monsters eating people and massacring the city.
Nowadays, he has not seen a few monsters that eat people and massacre the city, but he has seen Taoists often sacrifice people.
"It shouldn't be like this." Xu Dao sighed in his heart, and remembered the sentence in "Hundred Solutions to Cultivation": "The immortal way is not an evil way, and the martial way is not an evil way."
But the current situation in the world made him feel a little confused.
The souls of the dead in the mountain col are also running around in a daze, coming and going without a trace.
Looking at these dead souls, Xu Dao suppressed the sadness in his heart and stood up, preparing to remove the large array of mummies first and let the dead souls disperse on their own, lest ghosts be born among them and have to be killed by him himself.
Blessing comes to my heart.
Xu Dao did not choose to violently destroy the formation, but closed his eyes slightly.
He was running his Yin Shen, and his spiritual consciousness spread out. With the few remaining insights of the mountain ghost ghost baby, he seemed to be possessing the barren mountain and controlling the mountain. It isolated the spiritual energy and stopped the operation of the formation established on the barren mountain.
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Click, click, the big formation dispersed after a few moments, and the Yin Qi subsided.
At the same time, the mana in his body continued to transpire, and the majestic mana penetrated into the mountain. With a rumble, the mountain shook, and a small earth dragon turned over.
Although its power is not enough to open mountains and rift valleys, it is enough to stir up the ground surface, destroy vegetation, cause earth and rocks to roll up, and completely bury the site.
Less than half an hour later, the entire mountain col seemed to have been plowed, the soil was rolling, the mass graves had completely disappeared, and even the smell of blood in the air was quickly dissipating.
At this time, Xu Dao finally stopped casting spells. His face was slightly pale, and it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy. Most of his hundred-year-old magic power had been used up, and he needed to take some rest quickly.
But his eyes were bright, and he carefully recalled the process of sorting out the atmosphere of the mountains and rivers.
Xu Dao did not cast a spell just now, he just used his spiritual consciousness and magic power to stir up the power of the mountains and rivers to create such a movement.
This process made him a little obsessed, and he suddenly felt that the mystery in it seemed to be far better than ordinary spell casting.
When he couldn't help but want to use it again, he found that the mountain ghost ghost baby had been completely "digested" by him, and all the feelings in his heart were gone.
It was obvious just now that I felt like I was attached to a barren mountain, living here and dying here, but now I am completely separated, and I no longer feel this way.
At the same time, the sense of sadness that had been lingering in his mind for a long time suddenly disappeared.
At this time, Xu Dao looked at the surrounding souls that had not yet dissipated. He no longer had the "sentimentality" he had just now, but was just a little dazed.
But the benefits his Yinshen received have not disappeared. Not only is its foundation more solid and lifelike, but there are also new talents to be born.
Xu Dao calmed down and thought: "To be precise, it's not that there is a new talent to be born, but it seems like something has been found."
After its Yin spirit severed its connection with the barren mountain, it took root in the physical body, as if treating its physical body as the "barren mountain" and blending in with it faintly.
This feeling made Xu Dao feel both novel and a bit ridiculous. The ghost spirit and the physical body are one, and there is no barrier, so how can they be integrated?
Soon, he knew what the situation was.
After the large array of mummies was withdrawn, many dead souls were blown by the mountain wind and suddenly became buoyant and crumbling, one by one breaking like bubbles.
Xu Dao sat cross-legged in the middle, watching the dead souls dissipate, and suddenly found that the faces of the dead people became clearer, and the faces of the dead souls were no longer as ferocious and terrifying as before.
He observed carefully and even saw a peaceful look in it.
What makes people feel even more surprised is that after dissipating, these souls did not turn into a line of blue smoke, but turned into pieces of dim light, the size of millet.
These stars slowly rose, floated, circled, and actively rushed towards Xu Dao, surrounding him like fireflies and getting close to him.
"This is?"
Xu Dao closed his eyes, but he could still feel thousands of light spots floating around him. It was a kind of pure aura, without consciousness, not aura.
At the same time, his soul and consciousness had an impulse, but it was not an impulse to devour these spiritual lights, but a feeling of adoption and tolerance.
Boom!
The thoughts in Xu Dao's mind descended on their own and penetrated into an acupoint. The Qi and blood of his physical body also vibrated and poured into it, causing the acupoint to suddenly open.
In an instant, thousands of light points surrounding him surged up, trying to sink into his body. Xu Dao did not stop him, but watched.
The injection of light points makes the skin glow and make the whole body magical.
In the package of thoughts and qi and blood, the light spots were annihilated one by one.
But as if sparks flickered, after thousands of light points were extinguished, the heat was finally enough, and an extremely bright point suddenly jumped out of the darkness, using the true energy as fuel, the round tutu was blazing with light, like a nascent flame.
This situation is very similar to the scene when Xu Dao stepped into Qi refining and the true Qi was born.
But this point of light is not true Qi. It is the aggregation of true Qi, blood, and thoughts. There are holes in it that can hold things.
The light points that had not yet been extinguished all penetrated into it, making the object immediately stable.