Chapter 772 Resentment

"You also have this stuff there?" Li Zheng looked at the red crystal coins. This kind of thing produced in twisted organisms can also be found in other places?

"Of course there are, and they are very precious!" After a few words, he exclaimed, "There are as many as twelve!"

Li Zheng and Miriel looked at each other and asked him, "Tell me, what's the use of this thing in your place?"

"This thing is called You Soul, produced from..." Yan Bubu said cautiously: "People's obsession. Generally speaking, monks don't dare to use this thing on themselves lightly, they use it to draw various talismans .”

"Obsession? What do you mean?" Li Zheng looked at the red crystal coin. The twisted magic crystal was dug out from the body of the twisted creature. How could it have anything to do with people's obsession?

"It is the most important thought of a person before death." He continued to explain, saying: "There are two kinds of thoughts, the evil side is condensed into ghost souls, and the good side is spirit souls. Relatively speaking, spirits are much less than ghosts, and their effects are much greater."

"And according to the depth of the obsession, it will affect the appearance of the ghost after it is condensed."

"There was a catastrophe in the hometown of my subordinates, and many heretics slaughtered mortals just to harvest ghosts, causing anger and resentment."

"Later, the orthodox sects joined forces to suppress those sects and heretics. From then on, as long as they found monks who used magic methods to harm mortals, they would attack them in groups, and get rid of them quickly!"

"Gradually, phantoms and spirits became less and less common, and most of them were produced in the bodies of death-row prisoners disposed of in mortal execution grounds."

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"I see." Li Zheng nodded thoughtfully.

Those distorted creatures in the crime domain could not have been created out of thin air, they could only be aliens in history who could not withstand the erosion of emotional storms, and gradually became what they are now after being infected by emotional storms.

The twisted magic crystals were either formed instantly when the foreign races were completely eroded, or gradually improved in quality.

Li Zheng is more inclined to have influence on both.

Being eroded by an emotional storm is equivalent to being dead, and a phantom is born at the moment of death. At this moment, phantoms may be good or bad.

But as time goes by, the transformed distorted creature will advance for some reason, and the quality of the ghost in its body will also increase accordingly.

"My lord." Something suddenly came to mind, and he asked with a serious expression: "The lord said just now that these ghosts are actually currency, which means that the quantity must be astonishing. May I ask the lord where these ghosts come from?" If the output is too much, I am afraid that there is a magic cave in the world..."

He carefully glanced at Miriel, fearing that she might misunderstand, and argued, "This demon is not that demon, mistress, please don't misunderstand."

Suddenly, as if noticing it for the first time, Bu Yan's eyes fell on Li Zheng's black hair like a waterfall behind him, his face paled in shock, he slipped off the stool and fell to the ground with a crash.

His fingers trembled, and he pointed at Li Zheng tremblingly. It took a long time for his lips to utter two words: "Resent... Read!"

"You just saw it?" Li Zheng said with a smile that was not a smile: "I thought you cultivators didn't know this thing."

Unable to speak, he climbed back a few steps with all his hands and feet, and was very timid: "My lord... why is my lord surrounded by such strong resentment? This... let alone killed tens of thousands of people with my own hands! And it was in front of me. The opponent's face, being looked at by others, beheading the opponent's vitality with his own hands!"

"Heh." Li Zheng chuckled lightly, not paying attention: "Who hasn't ordered enemies yet? It's just that I have a little more enemies."

"Gulu~"

Feeling sticky in his throat, he swallowed hard: "There are so many enemies, my lord...the lord is indeed a big devil!"

His heart trembled, and he was terrified.

To be the Lord's enemy, the strength shouldn't be bad, right?

Thinking of Li Zheng's terrifyingly huge "Yuan Shen", if he wants to be his enemy, Yuan Shen should be half his size at least?

Such a devil, he actually survived in the hands of the other party, and even worked for the other party...

If you say this, won't fellow monks regard you as a member of the devil's way and attack him in groups?

"Are you afraid?" Li Zheng looked at the endless embarrassment and said with a smile: "Just now, since you know this thing, tell me how to eradicate it. Ever since I was entangled by this thing, sometimes I always You will hear some whispering in your ears, which is very annoying."

"It's extremely difficult to eradicate this thing." He couldn't stop thinking: "My subordinates only heard that only the most masculine, most powerful and holy things in the world can eliminate all resentment, the most famous of which is the Samadhi True Fire But the true fire of samadhi, my subordinates only heard about it in legends, but did not see it with my own eyes, and I don’t know if it is true. So...the subordinates have no way to eradicate it.”

"In addition, the subordinates also need to warn the master that you must not continue to indiscriminately create killing karma, otherwise the resentment will deepen, and even if the master is powerful, he will not be able to escape the day of madness."

I didn't expect this resentful black hair to be so dangerous.

Li Zheng thought to himself, those little devils left him a lot of trouble until they died...

"It's the most yang, the most powerful and the most holy thing." Li Zhengnian asked endlessly: "Tell me, does the calamity and thunder count that day?"

"The calamity will be counted by Jielei, which can purify all filthy things, so naturally it will be counted." After thinking for a while, he said: "But the Lord must not change his mind to overcome the calamity. With the current killing karma of the Lord, if Without a perfect body and monstrous mana, surviving calamity is no different from seeking death."

Although the strength of heretics has improved extremely quickly, they can't say that they have practiced for five hundred years. There are many great devils they have heard of, but none of them can survive the catastrophe and ascend to immortality.

Not to mention the Tribulation of Ascending Immortals, many demon monks who were riddled with evil obstacles could not even survive the Tribulation of Golden Core and Nascent Soul Tribulation, and died under the clouds of Tribulation, and were smashed into flying ash by the thunder of Tribulation.

The most tragic thing is that evil obstacles are not only entangled in the physical body, but also the soul.

Therefore, the crossing of the tribulation failed, and the monks of the demonic way could not save the Nascent Soul even with the method of military solution.

After the Nascent Soul is separated from the body, it will also be liquidated by the Heavenly Tribulation and hacked to death by the Heavenly Tribulation.

"So, even if you research the exercises, I can't practice?" Li Zheng rubbed his chin.

If you practice, you may be able to overcome the calamity, and if you cross the calamity, you will be struck by lightning.

Then what are you playing?

Wash and sleep!

"It's not necessarily." He said endlessly: "My subordinates don't know much about ways other than refining qi, maybe there is no catastrophe in this place."

As long as it is not the moment when the catastrophe is imminent, I can't say for sure whether I will experience the test of the catastrophe in the future like the Qi refining monks.

After all, the world is different, the rules are different, and the cultivation methods are different.

So it is possible for the future to be anything.

"Well, we'll talk about it later." Li Zheng turned around and said, "That's all for today. I'll check on the progress every once in a while. You should work hard."

After speaking, he led Miriel away from here and went home.

After Li Zheng left, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with lingering fear: "There is no aura in this place, and the suppression on me is too severe. There is no realm of Nascent Soul, but it is not even as good as a foundation-building monk."

Li Zheng's black hair never hid his resentment behind his back, and it took him so long to see it. It can only be said that the rules here have a great influence on him.

If it were their own world, let alone face to face, he could feel the evil spirit emanating from resentment even if they were separated by tens of miles.

His eyes fell on the twelve red crystal coins, and he frowned again: "There are so many ghosts, there must be an extremely terrifying magic cave nearby..."

For a moment, Bu Yan felt that the future was even more worrying.