By the time they reached the seventh lap, Jiang Beiran and Li Fucheng had already determined the route they wanted to take.
Jiang Bei naturally wants to become a loose immortal. Although the upper limit of a loose immortal is extremely low, the advantage is that it can be formed quickly.
In contrast, if Li Fucheng wants to form a golden elixir and become an immortal, the upper limit of his character will be greatly increased after becoming an immortal. However, the disadvantage is that the process is relatively long and there are many elements that need to be collected.
If Li Fucheng could slightly slow down Jiang Beiran's progress in becoming a loose immortal, he wouldn't have to ascend first. As long as he and Jiang Beiran became immortals at the same time, he would be sure of victory.
However, Jiang Beiran also knew very well what he wanted to do. He easily resolved all his delaying methods and successfully overcame the disaster. However, he saved his life by reshaping it with lotus root and became a loose immortal.
Although the upper limit of loose immortals is low, their combat power is also at the level of immortals. Monks like Li Fucheng are no match at all. The most they can do is try their best not to fight with Jiang Beiran.
But as long as it is caught up, it will break into pieces at a touch.
"well……"
Seeing Brother Wang's Jiang Ziya using [Cloud Riding Technique] to catch up with his Lei Zhenzi again, Li Fucheng sighed helplessly.
Although he is only one step away from forming a golden elixir, Brother Wang will not give him this opportunity.
After the battle, Li Fucheng's Lei Zhenzi was reduced to scum in seconds by Jiang Ziya's palm thunder, and was eliminated from the competition.
Seeing that Li Fucheng lost, Shi Fenglan immediately laughed happily, took Jiang Beiran's arm and said.
"We two are so awesome!"
As soon as Li Fucheng was eliminated, the remaining Xia Lingdang and Qu Yangze were naturally not in trouble, and they were both killed in less than one lap.
This is also the first time Jiang Beiran has seriously played the simulation of cultivating immortals. He found that the current simulation of cultivating immortals seems to have too many hard-core elements and has deviated from his original intention.
‘Let’s make a more casual board game again.’
"Brother Wang, can you... play another round?" Li Fucheng asked in a low voice.
Feeling that if the game continued like this, the other players would have no gaming experience, so Jiang Beiran said: "Relax, it's just a game. I'll go get some food first and come back later."
Originally, Jiang Beiran designed so many elements for the simulation of cultivating immortals just to increase the fun. After all, with the game IQ of Shi Fenglan and her friends, it is difficult to find a quick way to win. Every game is immersed in drawing cards to get good treasures.
In happiness.
But once a high-level player like Li Fucheng appears, the gaming experience of other players will be instantly reduced.
A game that could have been played for dozens of laps before deciding the winner was finally entered into the finals after only seven or eight laps by Li Fucheng, and it was a final without any suspense.
It's okay to come here twice now and then. Playing like this every day, Shi Fenglan and the others will soon lose interest in this game.
Looking at Brother Wang's leaving figure, Li Fucheng couldn't help but fall into silence.
'It's just a game...'
This sentence was very meaningful when he heard it. Li Fucheng thought about it for a long time and suddenly had an epiphany!
'Brother Wang is saying that I am too obsessed with winning!'
Several of the people here are all close followers of Brother Wang, and how could it be impossible for someone who could become a close confidant of Brother Wang to know how to play this simulated cultivation of immortality?
But they didn't choose the easiest route to victory, but played as they pleased.
What is realm? This is realm!
Brother Wang just wanted to wake him up and teach him a lesson, so he only played for a while and then left, telling himself that it was just a game.
'Don't fight, don't grab, just go with the flow and play with the world. It turns out that this is what Brother Wang wants to teach me!'
Li Fucheng, who understood this, instantly became a Buddhist, and perfectly integrated into Shi Fenglan's "Bronze Rank" in the next game.
After finishing dinner, Jiang Beiran returned to the hall and found that Shi Fenglan was dominating there again, while Li Fucheng gave him a grateful look.
'Is this... your mentality has been broken by me?'
After playing all afternoon, and finally defeating Li Fucheng with her own strength, Shi Fenglan's appetite instantly took over the high ground of her little head.
"Xiao Beiran, I'm hungry!" Shi Fenglan stood up and shouted.
"Well, let's all come out to eat."
When everyone was walking towards the courtyard, Li Fucheng suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Beiran, saluted and said, "Brother Wang, thank you for waking me up."
Although Jiang Beiran didn't know where he woke him up, he still nodded.
After bowing deeply again, Li Fucheng turned and walked towards the yard.
'This kid is good at everything, but he feels a little short-minded...'
…
The next afternoon, Feifu arrived at Tongguo, above Tang Jingran's "underworld" cabin.
Jiang Beiran had already sent a letter of greeting when he last counted people, and received a reply from Tang Jingran with approval.
"You stay here, I'll go down and do some errands."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he walked out of Fei Mansion.
'Huh? It feels like... not so hellish anymore.'
The last time he came, Jiang Beiran still felt a little uncomfortable, but this time he didn't feel that way at all.
If it weren't for the Jieyin Formation he had set up with his own hands, Jiang Beiran would have even suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.
After confirming that this was correct, Jiang Beiran walked to the hut and raised his hand to knock on the door when he heard a voice of great surprise from behind.
"Brother!"
Looking back, I saw that the person coming was none other than Mo Xia.
Although the separation time was not very long, Jiang Beiran felt that he had grown a lot taller.
Taking three steps at a time, he came to the front of his senior brother. Mo Xia bowed his arms to the end, his excitement completely written on his face.
After looking at Mo Xia carefully, Jiang Beiran asked: "How is your practice here?"
"Yes!" Mo Xia nodded vigorously, "Master Tang taught me a lot."
"That's good." Nodding, Jiang Beiran noticed that the crane-robed ghost behind Mo Xia disappeared and was replaced by a child.
This child is about five or six years old, chubby and very cute.
But Jiang Beiran always felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
At this time, Mo Xia stepped forward and knocked on the door, shouting: "Master, my senior brother is here."
Immediately, a cold voice without any emotion came from the hut, "Bring him in."
"Yes." Mo Xia nodded, opened the door and made an invitation gesture to Jiang Beiran: "Brother, come in quickly."
Following Mo Xia into the hut, Jiang Beiran found that the inside of the hut had also changed drastically. Although it was still extremely dark, the uncomfortable yin energy had completely dissipated.
Also, the ghost kid who had been strangling Tang Jingran's neck was also missing.
'Wait, that ghost kid...'
Jiang Beiran turned back and looked at the child behind Mo Xia, and suddenly seemed to understand something.
The same thing happened to Mo Xia before in the forest full of ghosts. All the ghosts that were originally extremely violent gradually became like "human beings".
The thing that impressed me the most was the female ghost who looked like a slit girl when we first met. Later, when we met again, she turned into a fresh and lovely girl next door. It is true that the ghost has changed greatly.
At that time, Jiang Beiran felt that Mo Xia had the ability to resolve the hostility of ghosts, and now it seems that he was indeed right.
'But it's not right either...'
Recall that the abilities required for ghost cultivation are yin energy, evil energy, violent energy and madness, all of which are the most negative emotions.
But Mo Xia purified them all into "little freshness", wouldn't that mean that they have lost all their fighting power?
With such doubts, Jiang Beiran looked at Tang Jingran and asked, "Is the child behind Mo Xia the ghost child who originally wanted your life?"
"Yes." Tang Jingran's answer was still clean and crisp.
'It's true...' Jiang Beiran couldn't help but squatted down curiously and stretched out his hand towards the child.
The child didn't know whether it was out of fear of strangers or because he still remembered Jiang Beiran's teachings to him, so he immediately hid behind Mo Xia and revealed one eye to secretly look at Jiang Beiran. He looked very cute.
Think again about that ghost child with bloodshot eyes, cracks on his face, and blue and purple lips...
'Why don't you play makeup-changing games with me?'
Jiang Beiran, who felt puzzled, dragged a chair over and sat in front of Tang Jingran, "Don't you ghost cultivators need ghosts full of negative emotions? What's the use of becoming too cute?"
“Better to use.”
"Huh? What's a more useful name?"
Tang Jingran glanced at Mo Xia and said, "Say."
"Okay, master." After responding, Mo Xia looked at his senior brother and saluted: "Senior brother, I will go outside and explain to you."
Nodding, Jiang Beiran followed Mo Xia out of the hut.
Walking to an open space, Mo Xia touched the child's head and said, "Pengpeng, come on."
Although Pengpeng was still a little nervous, he slowly walked up to Jiang Beiran.
Just when Jiang Beiran was wondering what this little Pengpeng was planning to do, he suddenly felt a surge of madness rising up.
Looking up, he saw circles of crimson aura visible to the naked eye surrounding Mo Xia's arm.
When the crimson aura was as thick as a python, Mo Xia suddenly made a hand seal with his right hand and shouted: "Sacrifice!"
The next second, all the breath surrounding his arms poured into Pengpeng's body.
"Ouch!!!"
In a frightening roar, Pengpeng instantly changed from the cute little boy who was harmless to humans and animals to a ghost child who chooses people to devour, and his image is even more penetrating.
I saw that the whites of his eyes had turned black, and the eyeballs had completely turned scarlet, with crimson flames burning in the pupils.
The skin on its face was all cracked, and there were bursts of black gas, as if something was constantly burning inside its body.
The chin fell off completely, and a long and thick tongue was exposed in the air and twisted wildly.
'The little chic one looks pretty cool.'
After making a complaint, Jiang Beiran took a closer look at the ghost child and found that although it looked more frightening, its aggressiveness was not as strong as when he first saw it.
At this time, Mo Xia shouted: "Pengpeng, come back."
After hearing this, Pengpeng immediately jumped on Mo Xia's shoulder, and then licked Mo Xia with her tongue.
"Okay, no more licking." After saying with a smile, Pengpeng looked at his senior brother and explained: "Most evil ghosts will gradually lose their minds after absorbing the madness. Over time, even ghost masters will control them.
If you don't control them, these evil spirits will even bite the Lord in severe cases."
"But if these evil spirits no longer rely on these negative auras and still survive and become stronger, they will become more and more rational and will not go completely crazy due to the influence of madness."
Jiang Beiran nodded thoughtfully after hearing this, somewhat understanding what Mo Xia meant.
"So you're the one who brought these changes to them?"
"Hmm..." Mo Xia nodded, "But I don't know what's going on."
"Didn't Tang Jingran explain it to you?"
"Master Tang doesn't know why this is happening. She just told me it's better this way."
Of course it is good. If it were not forced by life, who would want to raise a monster that can eat its owner anytime and anywhere.
"In addition to staying sane, are there any other benefits?"
"It should... be considered yes."
"What is should?"
Mo Xia scratched his forehead and replied: "Because I'm not sure, but I think Pengpeng has become a lot smarter and doesn't only bite people like before."
Hearing the words "I don't know how to bite people like before", Jiang Beiran could figure out that he must have gone through a difficult time here.
He knew that if he continued to ask, he wouldn't be able to find out more. After all, Mo Xia hadn't discovered his talent for long, and even professionals like Tang Jingran couldn't give him the answer, let alone himself.
It's better to keep it for later and observe slowly. If there is really something special about his talent, it will eventually be discovered.
Understanding what Tang Jingran meant by "better to use", Jiang Beiran nodded and said, "I understand, let's go back."
"Yes." Mo Xia responded, then made another hand seal and shouted: "Law!"
Then he saw that the crimson aura that had just poured into Pengpeng's body was pulled out and wrapped around Mo Xia's arm again.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Beiran asked again: "So how strong this child's combat power depends on your level of ghost cultivation?"
"Yes." Mo Xia nodded immediately, "The higher my realm is, the stronger Pengpeng will be."
After hearing this, Jiang Beiran looked around and said again: "This environment also changed because of you, right?"
Although the current courtyard looks very dilapidated, it is still much better than the windy situation last time I came here.
"Well, it's indeed me."
"Then you will purify the Yin Qi wherever you go, so how can you practice the Four Qi Qi?"
"Purification?" Mo Xia asked with some confusion, not knowing what this word meant.
"It means expulsion. If you drive away all these qi, how can you still practice cultivation?"
"Kick them away?" Mo Xia shook his head, "They were not driven away by me, but absorbed by me."
'Absorb!?' Jiang Beiran was shocked, 'Is there such an operation?'
But for Tang Jingran, doesn't this mean destroying her practice place?
So he turned around and returned to the hut, looked at Tang Jingran and asked, "Did my disciple cause you a lot of trouble?"
"No."
"Then now that there is no Yin Qi in your place, how can you still practice?"
Tang Jingran glanced at Mo Xia who followed Jiang Beiran and said, "He is better."
This time Jiang Beiran understood it immediately.
'After these Yin Qi are absorbed by Mo Xia, he becomes the source of Yin Qi?'