Senior Brother Lu Yuan and Senior Brother Ning Qing walked into his Taoist temple under the leadership of Xuanyang Zhenren.

Xuanyang Zhenren's gym is really very small, there is only a living room, a meditation room, and a yard planted with a dead old tree and a small pond.

It's just that when Lu Yuan walked into this gym, he could feel that there was a warm atmosphere everywhere in the gym.

Obviously there is no sun here, but Lu Yuan has the illusion of being in the sun.

The gym is small but very lively, and there are people almost everywhere, no... Ghost.

It's just that those ghosts don't have any necromantic aura around their bodies, their existence is very thin, and their translucent forms will be ignored if you don't pay attention.

But those ghosts obviously had their own consciousness, and they all saluted Lu Yuan after seeing the arrival of Lu Yuan and Senior Brother Ning Qing.

Lu Yuan even observed a woman pulling a child's arm, telling him not to get too close to Lu Yuan and Senior Brother Ning Qing.

The apparumes of these ghosts also vary, but they can still be summed up in terms of two groups: civilians and soldiers.

Lu Yuan subconsciously waved his hand at them... But no one responded to Lu Yuan.

"Don't do this kind of useless work, those are ghosts who have no obsession in the world, their consciousness is already very weak, and they will disappear after a while." The black cat spoke up.

"Gone, that's... Is this good or bad? "It's the first time Lu Yuan has come into contact with so many kinds of ghosts, and these ghosts in front of him are obviously harmless.

"It's a good thing, the fierce ghosts and evil ghosts in the ghost world outside all have a strong obsession with life, and while attacking living creatures, they will also be tortured themselves, and these can be reincarnated." The black cat is also not very clear about whether there is any reincarnation in this era.

"What Jin Yu Daxian said is true."

Xuanyang Zhenren stopped when he came to a dead tree, and there was a stone table under this tree, and there were just three chairs for people to sit on next to the stone table.

"Ning Qing, and the descendants of the Lu family, please sit down." Xuanyang Zhenren sat on one of the chairs and said, "For a thousand years, the tea I treasured has also passed the limit, and there is nothing to entertain, so can we talk about it like this?" ”

"It's okay... We're not here for tea. ”

Lu Yuan sat opposite Xuanyang Zhenren, Senior Brother Ning Qing sat down on the other side, as for the black cat on Lu Yuan's head, he jumped directly onto the table and squatted down to look at Xuanyang Zhenren.

"You could have purified the ghosts in this spiritual spring in the past, but instead of doing so in the past thousand years, you are transforming them..."The black cat seems to figure out the reason why Xuanyang Zhenren is unwilling to purify this ghost realm.

"Duhua?" Lu Yuan heard a somewhat familiar word again.

"Most monks choose to kill ghosts directly and then overdo it, but he chooses a very troublesome method, that is, to persuade these ghosts to let go of their obsessions." Black Cat continues to do its due diligence in popularizing science.

When the black cat said this, there were two Taoist children next to him who stumbled and put the tea on the table, but unfortunately the two Taoist children were also ghosts, so the tea they were holding was also translucent.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it with some curiosity, and the translucent teacup disappeared like green smoke.

"Jin Yu Daxian, most of the ghosts trapped in this ghost realm are soldiers who died on the battlefield, as well as civilians who died in the war, the former they died on the battlefield to protect their families and defend the country, and the latter were killed by the war and their wives were separated, is it because they have become evil ghosts because of their obsessions, and they want to let them fall into a scattered end?" Xuanyang Zhenren asked.

The black cat didn't meow anymore when she heard this, she knew that debating this issue with Xuanyang Zhenren was a time-consuming and laborious job.

"But Xuanyang senior, now that the aura of heaven and earth in this world has completely disappeared, there are still many surviving monks who need to rely on this spiritual spring to continue their lives."

Lu Yuan searched the entire Jiangcheng, not only did he not find many immortal realms, but he also did not find many spiritual springs.

The spiritual springs in the land of Shenzhou in the memory of the black cat can't be said to be much, and there may be about three to five in each province and city.

Jiangcheng is the only one.

"Saved a lot of monks?" Xuanyang Zhenren heard Lu Yuan's narration with a slightly surprised expression on his face, he pinched his fingers and counted the surprised expression turned solemn, and his eyes were different when he looked at Lu Yuan.

"The descendants of the Lu family... What should I call you? Xuanyang Zhenren asked.

"A tree is fine."

Lu Yuan wore a mask to see Xuanyang's real person, although the identity of the descendants of the Lu family was recognized, at least the identity in reality can still be simply concealed.

"That little friend of the tree, how many monks have you saved since the beginning of the spirit world?" Xuanyang Zhenren hurriedly asked.

"I can't say that I saved it, there are only four people left in the Qinglian Sword Sect to survive the catastrophe, the Mo family escaped from the world and hid in the fairy world, and there are few seniors who have cultivated to a high level, and the rest are young juniors whose cultivation is still shallow, and there is a grizzly bear immortal and this black cat in front of you, which are all the surviving monks I know."

The black cat seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Lu Yuan's introduction, but her protest was limited to patting Lu Yuan's forehead with her own tail.

"Then isn't their fairy realm corrupted by ghost energy?" Xuanyang Zhenren hurriedly asked.

"Hell? Necroagon... No, when I rushed to their fairy realm, they faced a dilemma of lack of aura, and as for being eroded by the necromantic aura, this did not happen. Lu Yuan responded.

Lu Yuan did not inform Xuanyang Zhenren about the ghost baby of the grizzly bear immortal, because it was not necessary.

"Then it seems that they failed to put the fairy realm into the spirit spring, but escaped." There was a little happiness in Xuanyang's real voice.

"Escaped? Why? ”

When Lu Yuan heard about the effect of the spiritual spring, he actually thought that those cultivators in the ancient period would put their immortal spirit realm into the spiritual spring in advance.

It's a pity that the changes of thousands of years, tomb robbing, treasure hunting and the like are endless, and these antiques must have been taken out of the tomb... After several twists and turns, it was either collected by private or deposited in a museum.

The worst case scenario is that you will be able to go abroad and not be able to return to your homeland for a long time.

Wait a minute... Thinking about it this way, if you want to find the fairy world in the future, won't you have to drill into the museum? It's too dangerous!

But when you think about it... The fairy world of the Qinglian Sword Sect, as well as the fairy world of the Mo family, are all antiques from the Xia Shang, Western Eastern Zhou, Qin and Western Chu periods, and they can even be traced back to the period of the Yellow Emperor of Chiyou...

"Didn't Jin Yu Daxian tell you about this?"

Xuanyang Zhenren glanced at the black cat of Lu Yuan's house, but the black cat tilted his head, not quite understanding what Xuanyang Zhenren's words meant.

"In that case, let me say it, I'm afraid that all the spiritual springs in the world have been completely shrouded in the spirit of death." Xuanyang Zhenren told a very bad news.

"It's... There is no reason, this spiritual spring is full of dead spiritual energy, I can still understand that this is an ancient battlefield, but other spiritual springs in the world are also covered by dead spiritual energy, why? Lu Yuan asked.

"I wonder if you've heard of the concept of dragon veins?"

A Go chessboard suddenly appeared in Xuanyang Zhenren's hand, but the sub-box next to the chessboard contained only white seeds.

"Yes."

Lu Yuan listened to the black cat when he talked about the concept of Lingquan, and also popularized the concept of dragon vein.

The dragon vein is a thing in Feng Shui, which is real in the eyes of their cultivators, and its function is the 'line' connecting the spiritual spring to the land of Shenzhou, and the spiritual spring is the 'point' that overflows the spiritual energy of the world.

Therefore, the dragon veins and the spiritual spring are connected to each other, forming the entire spiritual energy-filled land of Shenzhou.

In the black cat's narrative, whether it is the dragon vein or the spiritual spring, there will basically be fierce beasts guarding it, and even she has been a Lingquan town gate beast for a period of time in the past, but it really doesn't mean anything and she can't do it.

"There are hundreds of spiritual springs in the world, so the dragon veins are also extended in all directions."

When Xuanyang Zhenren was talking, the white hand in his hand rose and fell, and it instantly spread all over the entire chessboard, piecing together the appearance of the land of Shenzhou in the past.

Some of them emit a pale golden light, which should represent the location of the spiritual spring.

"But why does the Necronomic Qi erode all the spiritual springs?" Lu Yuan asked suspiciously.

"There are three reasons, there are also ghost realms in the Hundred Spirit Springs."

Xuanyang Zhenren said and swiped his finger lightly, and the bottom white child of the Shenzhou land suddenly turned into a black seed, and at the same time, a small part of the surrounding white child was also instantly infected by black.

"In the past 2,000 years, there have been wars and wars, and the resentment of the dead has also poured into the spiritual spring."

Xuanyang Zhenren's finger waved again, and the white son on the top turned into a black child in the same way.

But the impact of these two reasons is very limited, and the white pieces on the chessboard still account for the majority, all the way to... The third reason.

Xuanyang Zhenren's eyes looked at Senior Brother Ning Qing, and finally told the truth.

"The environment in the immortal realm is blocked, the aura is lacking for thousands of years, the immortal life is approaching, many monks can't support it, and their mood will be greatly damaged and they will turn into powerful ghosts after death." Xuanyang Zhenren said.

"That's... Aren't there a lot of ghosts who survived? ”

Lu Yuan felt that if all the spiritual springs and dragon veins were dead spirits, the ghost cultivators should live very freely.

But Lu Yuan's words made Xuanyang Zhenren shake his head slightly.

"The path of cultivating ghosts is not a smooth road, and ghost cultivators are often facing more serious mood problems than spiritual and Taoist cultivators, so in this catastrophe, the state of mind of ghost cultivators is the fastest to go mad." Xuanyang Zhenren's understanding of ghost cultivation is much more than Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan nodded undeniably.

Mood, mood.

This may be the biggest obstacle on the path of cultivation for cultivators, and it is also the place that needs the most attention.

Once a cultivator's state of mind is affected, such as killing thoughts, or the loss of a loved one, or any other reason, he may go mad.

Dao cultivation and spiritual cultivation are all like this, and ghost cultivation is a cultivation method that risks going mad.

Ghost cultivators have been accompanied by the Necrogenous Aura all year round, and perhaps there is some way in their exercises to stabilize their state of mind and not be troubled by the negative effects of the Necronomial Aura.

But... What about locking them up in a dark place for a thousand years?

There's not much to do in this dark place, and there's no food... Never-ending retreat and retreat.

Even Xuanyang Zhenren needs to rely on the things of the wind and the moon to stabilize their state of mind, and those ghost cultivators are afraid that they will have already become autistic patients.