"You also have this thing there?" Li Zheng looked at the red crystal coins. Can this kind of thing produced in twisted organisms be found in other places?
"Of course there are, and they are very precious!" He counted them without words, and exclaimed: "There are as many as twelve!"
Li Zheng and Miriel looked at each other and asked him: "Tell me, what is the use of this thing in your place?"
"This thing is called Youso, and it comes from..." Yan Bujin said cautiously: "Human obsession. Generally speaking, monks don't dare to use this thing on themselves easily, and they use it to draw various talismans.
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"Obsession? What do you mean?" Li Zheng looked at the red crystal coins. The twisted magic crystals were dug out from the bodies of twisted creatures. How could they be related to people's obsessions?
"It is the most important thought that a person has before death." Yan Bujin continued to explain, "Thoughts are divided into two types. The evil side is condensed into the soul, and the good side is the soul.
Relatively speaking, spiritual souls are much rarer than ghost souls, and their effects are much greater."
"And depending on the depth of the obsession, it will affect the appearance of the ghost after it is condensed."
"There was a turmoil in my hometown. Many heretics killed mortals just to harvest the souls, causing great anger and resentment."
"Later, the righteous sects worked together to suppress the side sects and heretics. From then on, whenever they found monks who used magic means to harm mortals, they would attack them in groups and get rid of them quickly!"
"Gradually, ghosts and souls become increasingly rare, and most of them are produced by the bodies of death row prisoners who are executed in mortal execution grounds."
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"I understand." Li Zheng nodded thoughtfully.
Those twisted creatures in the Sin Realm cannot be generated out of thin air. They can only be foreign races in history who cannot withstand the erosion of emotional storms. After being infected by the emotional storms, they gradually became what they are now.
As for the twisted magic crystal, it was either formed instantly when those foreign races were completely eroded, or it gradually improved in quality.
Li Zheng is more inclined to have influence on both.
Being eroded by the emotional storm is equivalent to being dead. The ghost is born at the moment of death. At this moment, the ghost may be good or bad.
But as time goes by, the transformed twisted creatures will advance for some reason, and the ghosts in their bodies will also improve in quality.
"Your Majesty." Yan Buquan suddenly thought of something and asked with a solemn expression: "My Lord just said that these ghosts are actually currency, which means that the number must be astonishing. May I ask, Your Majesty, where do these ghosts come from?
If the output is too much, I'm afraid there will be a devil's cave in the world..."
He glanced at Miriel cautiously, fearing that she would misunderstand, and defended: "This demon is not that demon, mistress, please don't misunderstand me."
Suddenly, as if he noticed it for the first time, Yan Buquan's eyes fell on the waterfall of black hair behind Li Zheng. He was so frightened that he slipped off the stool with a crash and fell to the ground.
His fingers trembled and he pointed at Li Zheng. His lips trembled for a long time before he uttered two words: "Resent... Nian!"
"You just saw it?" Li Zheng said with a half-smile, "I thought you cultivators didn't know this thing."
He couldn't say enough to crawl back a few steps using his hands and feet, and he was very timid: "My lord...why is my lord so haunted by such deep resentment? This...not to mention that he killed tens of thousands of people with his own hands! And he did it in front of everyone.
The opponent's face, being looked at by others, kills the opponent's vitality with your own hands!"
"Heh." Li Zheng chuckled, not taking it seriously: "Who hasn't named enemies yet? It's just that I have a little more enemies."
"Gulu~"
Yan Buquan felt his throat was sticky and swallowed hard: "There are so many enemies, my lord... my lord is indeed a big devil!"
His heart was trembling with fear.
To be able to become the Lord's enemy, one must be pretty strong, right?
Thinking of Li Zheng's terrifyingly huge "primordial spirit", if you want to be his enemy, the primordial spirit should be half as big as him at least?
Such a devil, he actually survived in the hands of the other party, and even did things for the other party...
If you say this, wouldn't it mean that fellow monks will regard you as a member of the devil's path and attack you in groups?
"Are you afraid?" Li Zheng looked at the endless embarrassment and said with a smile: "It just so happens that since you know this thing, tell me how to eradicate it. Ever since I got entangled with this thing, sometimes I always
I will hear some whispers in my ears, which is very annoying.”
"It is extremely difficult to eradicate this thing." Yan Buquan said thoughtfully: "I have only heard that only the most yang, the most holy and the most holy thing in the world can eliminate all resentment. The most famous one is the Samadhi True Fire.
.But about the true fire of Samadhi, I have only heard about it in legends and have not seen it with my own eyes, and I don’t know if it is true. Therefore... I have no way to eradicate it."
"In addition, I would like to warn the Lord that he must not continue to commit murder indiscriminately, otherwise the resentment will deepen. I am afraid that no matter how powerful the Lord is, he will not be able to escape the day when he goes crazy."
I didn't expect this resentful black hair to be so dangerous.
Li Zheng thought to himself that those little devils had left him a lot of trouble until his death...
"The most yang, the most rigid, the most holy thing." Li Zhengian asked endlessly: "Do you think the thunder of that day's calamity counts?"
"The calamity thunder can purify all filthy things, so naturally it counts." Yan Buquan thought for a while and said, "But the Lord must not be tempted to overcome the calamity. With the Lord's current murderous karma, if
Without a flawless body and immense magical power, surviving a calamity is the same as seeking death."
Although the outsiders' strength has improved extremely quickly, it cannot be said that they have practiced for five hundred years. There are many great demons they have heard of, but none of them can survive the catastrophe and ascend to immortality.
Not to mention the Tribulation of Immortality, many demonic monks who were plagued by evil obstacles could not even survive the Tribulation of the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul. They died under the Tribulation Cloud and were turned into flying ashes by the Tribulation Thunder.
The most tragic thing is that evil obstacles are entangled not only in the physical body, but also in the soul.
Therefore, the tribulation failed, and the demonic monks could not even use military methods to save Nascent Soul.
After the Nascent Soul leaves the body, it will also be liquidated by the Heavenly Tribulation and be hacked to death by the Heavenly Tribulation.
"So, even if you study the technique, I won't be able to practice it?" Li Zheng touched his chin.
If you practice cultivation, you may be able to overcome the tribulation. If you are able to overcome the tribulation, you will be struck by lightning. If you cannot withstand it, you may be struck by lightning and turned into ashes?
What else to play then?
Take a shower and go to sleep!
"That's not necessarily the case." Yan Buquan said, "I don't know much about the methods other than Qi refining. Maybe there is no heavenly calamity in this realm."
As long as the moment of heavenly tribulation is not imminent, Yan Fuchen is not sure whether he will have to go through the test of heavenly tribulation like the Qi Refining monks in the future.
After all, the world is different, the rules are different, and the methods of cultivation are different.
So it is possible that anything will happen in the future.
"Well, we'll talk about the future later." Li Zheng turned around and said, "That's it for today. I will come to check on the progress every once in a while. You work hard."
After saying that, he led Miriel away from here and went home.
Yan Buque waited for Li Zheng to leave before he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with lingering fear: "There is no spiritual energy in this world, and the suppression against me is too harsh. I only have the realm of Nascent Soul, but I am not even as good as a monk in the foundation building stage."
The resentment behind Li Zheng's black hair has never been hidden. It took him so long to see it. It can only be said that the rules here have a great impact on him.
If it were their own world, let alone face to face, he would be able to sense the evil energy emanating from resentment even if they were dozens of miles apart.
His eyes fell on the twelve red crystal coins, and he frowned again: "With so many ghosts, I'm afraid there is an extremely terrifying devil's cave nearby..."
For a time, I couldn't help but feel that the future was even more worrying.
