When Yuan Yu heard Luoyu's question, he immediately looked up at the old man, his face full of eagerness. As soon as he was a little moved, she swooped off the old man's lap, and in the blink of an eye, she ran around the house and picked up a half-man-high scroll.

The scroll is made of two shiny slender white bones with soft scales of pure white snake skin. Yuan Yu placed the scroll in the center of the tea table, and pushed it to both sides, and the two white bone shafts rolled away, one rolled to the front of the house, and the other rolled directly into the vegetable field.

But even then, the reels are not fully unfolded. Luo Yu carefully lifted the banner in front of him and took a look, only to see that the snake's skin was as thin as a cicada's wings, translucent, soft and moist to the touch, not at all like an ordinary air-dried snake. With his eyesight, he could not see any seams in the snakeskin.

"This is the white jade python that grows in the depths of the snowy region, the scales are fine, as thin as cicada wings, the key is that the body length can exceed 100 zhang, the whole snake skin is a good thing! It's a pity that human beings are greedy, and they are all killed in the morning, the white jade python has been extinct for a long time, and it is not easy to find such a complete leather!" the old man said, and took the second half of the cup of tea in one gulp.

Yuan Yu circled to Luo Yu's side and pulled him to look to the left.

At this time, Luo Yu noticed that there were basically no words on the scroll, and even a few crooked handwriting were not something he could recognize, but fortunately, most of the scrolls were paintings, which were better understood than those ghostly words.

The scroll in front of him depicts a battlefield, where countless people in strange costumes are fighting, and the costumes of these people are incompatible with today's world, and Luo Yu can't tell who is who based on this alone.

The shattered sky was half sunny and half gray, and a lot of gray light fell from the sky, enveloping half of the battlefield. The battlefield shrouded in gray light was much more tragic than the other half, in the rain of blood, countless stumps and broken arms swayed and fell, and the ground was crisscrossed with ravines, bleeding and piling up corpses.

Luo Yu was seeing God, and the picture suddenly changed. In the sky, several slender figures wrapped in rudimentary robes appeared, their faces hidden under the brim of their hats, and under the brims of their hats were black holes, not even a nose or chin could be seen.

These people did exactly the same thing one by one, that is, they put their hands on their chests and held simple oil lamps. These oil lamps don't even have a lampstand, in fact, they are just small broken bowls with lamp oil.

Although they couldn't see their expressions at all, Luo Yu still felt their piety in the painting, perhaps in the hearts of these people, the candle in their hands was the most sacred thing in the world.

I don't know what they did, but phantoms began to appear all over the battlefield, and meteors were thrown at those candles like moons. With the addition of the phantom, the faint candle flame seemed to be a little brighter.

Luo Yu probably guessed that those phantoms should be the souls of the dead. It's just that these people don't collect the souls of every deceased, but a specific part of them. Just as he tried to discern it carefully, the scroll changed again, returning to the scene he had first seen.

Raising his head suspiciously, Luo Yu was not sure what he saw except that the gray half of the sky was related to the infection of extraterritorial rules.

Yuan Yu held his head high and said: "Do you see those people holding the lamp? They are the people of the Ji tribe, and the oil lamp in their hands is the doppelganger of the soul gathering lamp, and the soul gathering lamp has the effect of collecting and imprisoning the soul, and these people are harvesting the souls of people in foreign lands." This would end the lives of the seriously injured prematurely, and prevent their spirits from returning to the Otherworld, so that when they die, they are completely dead, and there is no hope of resurrection. ”

Luo Yu said strangely: "Can they be resurrected after they die?"

This time it was the old man who replied for her: "Not exactly. If a person's divine form is destroyed, then he will naturally die thoroughly, but if it is only the physical body that is destroyed and the spirit escapes, then it may come back. ”

"But that kind of price is not small, right? Reshaping the body, the strength will inevitably be damaged. Luoyu wondered.

"It's not small for us, but it's not necessarily for them. 100,000 years ago, even in the records of our people, many details are lost. But as far as those invaders a hundred years ago are concerned, they have an 'omnipotent' god, as long as they sacrifice enough things, let alone a physical body, it is not impossible to improve their cultivation and change their race. ”

The old man affirmed, "If we have the Soul Gathering Lamp, we can ensure that every one of our kills is effective, and every enemy killed is truly weakening the opponent's strength." ”

"I see. Luo Yu suddenly thought of the first task he did when he entered the cultivation world, and the group of demons they hunted down at that time were like that, other skills were average, but their vitality was extremely strong, and they had to completely destroy their souls before they could end it.

At this time, Yuan Yu had already moved to another painting and beckoned Luo Yu to come over, "Look, this is the Yao clan." ”

Luoyu hurriedly followed. In this picture, there is a larger gap in the sky, and there is more gray light between the sky and the earth. It is clear that the people of this realm are losing on this battlefield, and they have no advantage to speak of.

But just at the place of Yuan Qi's finger, a streamer suddenly appeared in the originally gray sky, and the golden light tore through the gray mist and flowed in all directions. Wherever the golden light went, the gray light was torn to pieces, and the heavens and the earth soon returned to their original color.

The shattered gray light no longer had the same power as before, and the golden light gradually faded, and in the air where the golden light first appeared, a big man who was several circles larger than normal was levitating. His skin was dark, his face was clumsy, his pigtails were tied into a mess, and a few pieces of clothing made of animal skins only covered the awkward parts.

Floating beside him was a large jar carved from a rough stone, which may have been a giant citrine ore in itself, and most of the carved jar was translucent citrine. Through the crystal, one could see that the jar contained a lot of golden liquid, tumbling and surging like boiling water.

"This is the streamer bottle. Yuan said.

Luo Yu was a little surprised, surprised that the size of the streamer bottle was really slightly larger than he expected. The bottle in Dahan's hand is the jar in Luoyu's eyes, and when he arrives at Yuan Yu, it may be a jar.

Perhaps sympathetic to Luoyu, Yuan Yu shrugged his shoulders and motioned for Luoyu to continue looking at the painting.

Sure enough, there were still changes in the painting, and many golden pillars of fire suddenly rose from the fighting crowd on the ground, and the remaining otherworldly energy was nowhere to be hidden, and soon disappeared completely.

The people of the other world retreated in defeat and fled to the gap in the sky, and many of the people who caught up behind were also dressed in animal skins similar to those of the big man, especially the golden flames around them, although they were much lighter than those in the streamer bottle, but it was not difficult to see that they were similar in nature.

"These are all members of the Yao Clan," Yuan Yu continued, "The Streamer Bottle can remove the otherworldly energy and restore the rules of heaven and earth to normal. ”