Chapter Seventy-Five: The Story and the Afterhand
Zhibei could clearly feel that the divine power, physical strength, and spiritual power in his body were all flowing full, and after these powers flowed out of his body, they were converted into some form of energy and fed into the demon god sculpture behind him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Gradually, although his eyes were open, Zhibei was no longer able to struggle, and even spoke with difficulty, he skimmed Yongyi from the corner of his eye, perhaps because this formation was born to restrain ghosts, Yongyi's state was even worse, and the deep red pupils had been weakly dispersed, and Zhibei could imagine the blurred world in her eyes with this.
Because he didn't understand, Zhibei didn't know how to solve the situation in front of him at all, but the only thing he was sure of was that the great power of suppressing and absorbing their power did not come from the red-clothed ghost king, but from this big array, or rather, from this huge labyrinth. And the only way for them to survive is to find the flaws in this formation, so as to get rid of the shackles of this formation.
Just when Zhibei was thinking, perhaps thinking that the situation had been decided, the red-clothed ghost king appeared again, this time, he still used the appearance of Cuixiang, but he wore a scarlet red kimono on his body.
"Hahaha, can't move, can't speak, can't be angry, can't be greedy, can't be jealous, oh, that's a good feeling! Hahaha......"
Maybe I haven't spoken for too many years, and I finally endured it for a long time and was silent for a while, but now as soon as he showed his figure, the red-clothed ghost king couldn't wait to come to Zhibei's face, and said with a sinister smile, "I really know this feeling too well, this loneliness, this loneliness, this feeling that everything is far away from you, and there is nothing to think about in my heart." Hahaha, you guessed it? Yes, I was trapped here before, by my loyal men, by the skilled craftsmen. ā
"They betrayed me!!"
The green tendons climbed up Cuixiang's neck, and the long brown hair exuded strange fluctuations, and the red-clothed ghost king shouted angrily again.
"They betrayed me! Betrayed their king! Betrayed me who led them out of their ignorance, and wanted to trap me here forever and ever!! ā
Faced with the furious "Suika" who was angry and angrily opened his teeth and claws in mid-air, kicking and kicking the air, Zhibei didn't know what kind of expression he should make, but, fortunately, he didn't have much strength to make other expressions.
"However, hahahaha, this king still escaped, and the sky will not kill me! I am destined to be able to cross the boundaries between ghosts and gods, and become a ghost and god who transcends everything!! And you are the audience who witnessed the king's path to immortality, oh, although you are destined to die, but you are also quite lucky to be able to witness such glory and miracles, ahhahahahaha! ā
Laughing happily, he smashed his mouth, the red-clothed ghost king still didn't seem to have enough mouth, just like Zhibei said, the long confinement made him a chatterbox, he came to Yongyi's side, scooped up Yongyi's long golden hair, and dragged Yongyi's head up, and then, he said in a cheap tone: "Guess what I saw?" The golden retriever's imp? Oh, I see the curious look on your face? Do you want to know my story? Want to know why I built this little dungeon? Want to know how I plan to transcend into a ghost? Oh, this lovely curiosity, if it were usual, I would definitely hang your appetite and let you die in curiosity, but today, oh, I'm really in a good mood~"
Throwing off Yongyi's hair, the red-clothed ghost king floated into the air again, she turned her back, took out a straw hat out of nowhere, put it on her head, lowered her head sideways, and said in a somewhat melancholy tone: "A long, long time ago, a war broke out suddenly, and people were displaced because of their wills hating each other, and in those days, I was just a little ghost, living in a village in Mt. Ibuki. Our small village is beautiful and peaceful, and everyone is self-sufficient, and they don't want to go out and face the bloody world, and they don't want outsiders to find us. But one day, the army of humans came, and they slaughtered all the ghosts in the village, except me, hiding inside the statue of the demon god, without being noticed. ā
"When the army of men destroyed everything and marched towards the next place, I broke the golem with hatred and anger, and outside was the blood and flesh of the villagers, at that time I had not eaten or drunk for four days, driven by hunger, I ate the corpses of the villagers, drank their blood, and melted their hatred into my body and mind, and in that greedy gluttony, my strength seemed to grow infinitely, and soon I became a great monster, a ghost king dressed in red, and at this time, No one on this island can resist me, so I also used Mt. Ibuki as a base to summon the world's monsters and ghosts, and became the ghost king of Mt. Ibuki, but at that moment, my strength no longer grew. ā
"Anxiety and fear fill my heart, I can't tolerate this kind of restriction, I'm already indulging in the thrill of growing power, and more importantly, my subordinates are constantly improving, I can't imagine a future where they will surpass me and then turn me into slavery, but I can't wear out this possibility at the beginning, because no one will stay in that kind of country, I can only keep letting them get stronger, waiting for the moment when they reach my bottom line."
"Can you imagine that fear? When you know that your future may be set in stone, the fear that wells up in your heart is exactly that. However, I was lucky, a monster from the Central Plains, who brought me the cultivation method of the immortals, who abandoned ordinary feelings in order to seek the Great Dao, and finally beheaded three corpses in order to transcend. At that time, I knew that this might be how I became stronger. However, this approach is flawed. ā
"That's right, if the method of becoming an immortal can be transcended, then why do immortals have to face the thunderstorm of heaven and earth and fight heaven and earth to survive? In fact, this method did have flaws, but it also gave me a way of thinking, and after that, I read the classics and created this great Seven Star Soul Breaking Array, he was able to borrow external force to cut off all the seven distracting thoughts in my soul, and then seal these distracting thoughts on the seven sacrifices, so that they could bear the thunder tribulation as a price. Do you know that the seven thoughts are all removed, which means that I am beyond the mortal world, and there will be heavenly thunder that wants to knock me down, at this time, the seven thoughts left behind will be merged into one again, as the new [me] to bear this heavenly thunder, at that time, [I] will not be cut off by myself, but by this heaven and earth, and at that time, I will really jump out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements. ā
"The plan went well, my subjects and men helped me build this little labyrinth and placed the formation in the center of the labyrinth, but, at the last moment, when I captured seven of my strongest men and prepared to sacrifice them, they escaped and imprisoned me forever on one of the golems. Now that I think about it, none of the loyal men I trusted were not white-eyed wolves, and perhaps they left behind when they helped build this labyrinth. Damn, hateful, damnable! ā
At the mention of this, the red-clothed ghost king jumped up and down again in a rage.
But Zhibei, who was already in a state of thought, suddenly came to his senses.
[Back hand? Oh? That may be our life! ć
(Recommend a friend's book called "Rebirth to Create the Second Dimension", urban plagiarism stream, interested book friends can take a look at it~ There is a connection there in the author's recommendation~)