Shede asked: "First there is a blood grudge, then there is the poisonous gas mixed with corpse poison, and then there are white bones - there are clearly countless living beings who have been buried alive, where have their souls gone?" ”

Yexi groaned: "I'm afraid there is still an army of ghosts." ”

Shede: "Their souls must still be there, otherwise they can't support such a thick blood grudge, how many white bones there are, how many evil souls." ”

"And the ghast that has existed for so long, reincarnation is inaccessible, and even if you can enter the underworld, it will be scattered, so it is better to let you go."

Yexi smiled: "I don't eat soul bodies." ”

He smiled and said nothing.

What does the old monk know?

Yes, if you can take out the things of the underworld, how can you not have a way to deal with ghosts.

Shede: "Protect yourself." ”

With a reminder of reluctance, Yexi went back and turned over the house, put all the small gourds that the underworld gave her in her arms, and was afraid that she would lose it, so she simply opened the skin and flesh and buried it in her body, and dug it out again when she used it.

A lot of fairy liquid was also poured into each car.

Xiao Baobao went out again, and when he came back, there was an extra humanoid burden around him, which he stuffed into the gap between the boxes.

It's the restless seminary.

Shen Xiu's skin is thin and brittle, and they are too inferior to fight the white bone army, so they don't give them a shift at all, and these cowards don't even take the initiative to ask for work, so they can only kidnap people outside.

I don't believe who can chase the murderer inside.

On the second day, according to the plan, twelve people and six carts entered the gate smoothly.

These white bones do not attack everything, only live creatures, it seems that they become white bones but have a more sensitive sense of smell, where there is the smell of flesh and blood, where to rush.

They fought first, the people and the car got together, and then it was time for the Night King show.

A white bone stretched out from the back of the night stream, the white bones were extremely hard, but she commanded them like seaweed, these seaweeds divided the warp and weft one by one and weaved the six carts and left only the place that needed to touch the ground at the bottom, and it didn't take long for the six luxurious cars to become a bone car, especially wonderful, the six cars were connected together, the one in the night stream was in the middle, and two by two built a closed passage with white bones.

From afar, it looks like a small flying saucer.

The empty cangzhi exclaimed: "How many bones can you grow?" ”

Yexi: "Come in and eat." ”

As soon as the white bones were formed, Yexi threw another layer of spiritual membrane on everyone's body, isolating the flesh and blood spiritual power and divine consciousness breath, and the white bone army besieging them instantly lost its goal, and its eyes turned around in place blankly and left.

Gathered in the middle room, Xiao Baobao carried the divine cultivator over and peeled it off.

The carriage was tightly sealed, and the breath of the living did not come out. Except for being sensitive to the breath of living creatures, those white bones didn't care about spiritual power or anything.

slapped hard, and saw that the little white face was swollen like a hair, and Shen Xiu woke up slowly.

Xiao Baobao has stripped him to only a layer of underwear, Yexi looked up and down, so tall and thin, so white and so red, but he can play a vampire without makeup.

"You, you-" Shen Xiu couldn't figure out where he was, but he intuitively felt that he was in danger.

Yexi smiled: "I have admired the name of the god cultivator for a long time, and I have come to ask for advice or two." ”

Shen Xiu scolded his mother in his heart, this is clearly robbery! He was walking on the road enjoying the scenery, and suddenly the back of his head hurt.

Vigilantly asked, "Where is this?" What exactly do you want to do? ”

Yexi no longer answered, but a wisp of spiritual power went straight to the eyebrows of Shen Xiu.

Shen Xiu was in awe, subconsciously resisted, and exclaimed: "Demon? ”

The black line of Night Creek, what the hell, just because he didn't politely ask him to do it first, he became a demon? Is this spiritual cultivation not only fragile in the body, but also in the heart?

"Huh? Something interesting. Fun flashed in Night Creek's eyes.

It's the same resistance, and other people's paths are to turn their divine consciousness into a copper wall and block it, or to kill it back with a steel needle and sword, but the divine cultivation is very different. In addition to blocking and attacking, this person's divine consciousness also has a water side, soft and invisible, trickling constantly, enveloping his spiritual power fluctuates slightly, seemingly harmless, but it is actually eroding his spiritual power, eroding, and assimilating.

Like poison.

It's just—

Shen Xiu's bloodless face turned even paler: "That's not right! Your mind is wrong! Who are you—ah—"

With a scream, the man fainted, and the Night King calmly searched for his soul.

Frowning: "This person is not a good person, there are a lot of innocent lives on his hands, and he has to atone for his sins." ”

Atonement is good atonement, take out the soul and stuff it into the little lotus.

For now, eat first.

Because they majored in the divine soul, although the divine cultivation also opened up the lower dantian, they were very small, and they majored in the upper dantian in the brain.

Carefully opening his head, he found that there was a small egg in his head, the size of a pigeon's egg, with a pale red glow that shivered in the air.

"Strange, I don't really want to eat it."

Despite saying this, Xiao Baobao still reached out and pinched out the upper dantian with two fingers, sniffed it, threw it in his mouth, chewed it, wrinkled his face, and reluctantly swallowed it.

"It's boring."

Yexi also felt this way, picked the silk brain flower with her nails, tasted the product, and looked disgusted.

Rong Wushuang handed over the handkerchief, Yexi shook his head, touched the paper of practicing calligraphy from the side, wiped his fingers and rubbed it, and landed on Bai Huahua's brain.

"I don't eat it." ”

It's definitely not tasty.

In the end, Cangzhi could only release the Gu worm and be gracious, so that the man would be eaten away in a coma, maybe he would have a good dream.

Well, probably not.

Because the soul that was also in a coma was thrown into the Lotus Alchemy Furnace by Yexi, where he would go through the personal experience of the sins he had done and then scatter his soul.

Everyone had no pastime, and went to see the army of white bones outside, there was no breath of the living, these white bones settled down, and they moved slowly, and the bone cart flew low, passing through the gaps between them without paying attention.

On the top of the green bamboo in the sword intent space, there was a green leaf flickering and flashing, and the tip of the leaf was fixed in a certain direction, and Yexi followed the guidance and commanded the white bone car house to march towards it.

At the beginning, everyone was still more interested than who guessed the identity of Bai Gu before his death, and within half a day, Yixing got up, and Yexi proposed to study the exercises brought by the divine cultivator.

There are a lot of secrets, everyone takes turns to look at it, who sees doubts and speaks out to discuss together, all the people present are ice and snow smart people, and they quickly reverse it to the founder of the divine cultivation.

"That man didn't restore himself to normal when he finally ascended, what a disability he must have." Xiao Baobao said.

Yexi shared the information of the soul search, so everyone knew that the ancestor of the divine cultivator was still a weak body until the time of his ascension, and there was a plot that the most divine cultivators talked about.

Because of his natural disability, from childhood to adulthood and even to ascension, the ancestor is a son-in-law who falls down in the wind, even if the surface of the body looks like an ordinary person, but there is a problem - coughing up blood from time to time.

Unaware outsiders frequently embarrassed him because of this, so in the experience of this magical ancestor, the most enthusiastic, most exciting and the most was - holding a handkerchief in one hand and vomiting blood cough cough, as if he was going to die of blood in the next moment, but the other hand was just so light and fluttering, the people who made fun of him, and the people who were against him, all fell down in horror, bleeding from all seven orifices, and their souls died.

Packed with a good X.

Let you look down on me, Lao Tzu wants your life!

This kind of routine does win the hearts of many people, and the baptism of gaze after slapping the face is better than the taste of becoming a god.

Tsk, it's hard to guarantee that those stupid children who choose God's path of cultivation didn't go for this point in the first place.

As soon as they caught this, there was no shortage of people who had nothing to do to provoke others to embarrass him, and he reversed it again, gaining fame and fortune.

Oh, and beauty, using this method to trick a lot of little girls who are not deeply involved in the world to deliver their bodies and minds.

Dregs.

Little Lotus won't let you go.