Chapter XXXIII
Qu Changan has never come into contact with or even heard of such a powerful soul in the world, even if the psychic spell is cultivated to the extreme and reaches the realm of the Great Sage, it is only the power of the spell that is so powerful, and even if the soul is much stronger than ordinary people, it is not so outrageous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Such an existence beyond cognition made Qu Changan begin to wonder if he had a delusion, but as a high-level psychic, he was already close to a fairy method, how could he have an illusion for no reason? Unless......
Unless someone does it!
This thought was like a thunderbolt in Qu Chang'an's heart, he was shocked, and immediately used spiritism to summon a few demon spirits and let them out to patrol. Demons come and go without a trace, are extremely fast, are the best at detection, and are extremely difficult to detect. After releasing the demon spirit, Qu Changan breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he have time to observe Zhao Lan's corpse.
"Hoo ......"
The soul possession technique had succeeded, and Zhao Lan's resentful soul was forcibly squeezed into his original corpse, and gradually he was breathing. Zhao Lan seemed to have a black qi in his body, which grew with every breath he had, and the process was extremely fast, and when the black qi became more and more obvious, Zhao Lan's whole person was covered.
Qu Changan nodded with satisfaction, although Zhao Lan's resentful soul was very weak and disappointing after the resentment transformation, but the resentment of the living corpse was still strong, enough to support and attract the Netherworld Fire.
The seven resentful corpses are complete, and now there is only one last step left.
Qu Chang'an performed a five-ghost carrying technique and moved all seven corpses to an altar. This altar had been prepared a long time ago, and a large soul refining array had been refined from many sinister materials, specifically for the purpose of trapping the Nether Fire.
Lighting the three pillars of fireless incense, putting down a bowl of water of the five evils, picking up the peach wood sword, Qu Chang'an solemnly prepared to start the practice.
All this Qu Chang'an has been designing for a long time, just like the materials used in the soul refining array, among which there is a hundred-year-old corpse oil, which must be refined from the corpse skin of a hundred-year-old corpse. A bone corpse can refine a drop of corpse oil, and Qu Changan needs a bowl......
Just because of this thing, I don't know how many ancient tombs have suffered, and Qu Chang'an is about to become a professional gold captain. It took three years for the Hundred-Year-old Corpse Oil material alone, and the other materials were even more time-consuming and laborious, and the refining process was sinister and unspeakable, all of which were things that would be damned.
This fireless incense is even more rare, to refine this incense, it takes the night sweats of a woman with nightmares in the middle of the night, and this woman needs to be in harmony with a man no more than a hundred times. Nightmare night sweats take 100 days in a row to refine a pillar of fireless incense, for these three pillars of incense, Qu Changan really worked hard.
First of all, we must control the number of times a woman and a man are harmonious, this is really not easy to get, Qu Changan wants to focus on a woman from the time she is a virgin, and then stare at her day and night, when she is in harmony with others, Qu Changan counts the number of times on the side......
Don't dare to be negligent yet, you have to keep an eye on it all the time, whether the woman is at home or at work, whether she is going to sing or go clubbing or camping, even if she rides with someone Qu Chang'an.
You must know that in today's society, the harmony between men and women can happen anytime, anywhere. In case of one negligence, a hundred times more than once, two times, and all the efforts for so long have been wasted, then there is really nowhere to cry.
The most difficult part of this matter is not anything else, but Qu Changan stared at this woman and people a hundred times in harmony. A young man, day and night, watching people in harmony in bed, in the toilet, in the park, in the car, in the theater, in the bar......
It's all tears when you talk too much, and the past is unbearable.
Compared with waterless water, the incense without fire is relatively simple. Waterless water is a rare thing, to be distilled from the tears of remorse shed by wicked people.
It is difficult to look back on the many evils done, and it is difficult to hide the emptiness of regret. Since you have done evil deeds, you need to take responsibility for what you have done and bear all the consequences that have been brought about, so what is the use of regret? Therefore, this tear of remorse fits the attributes of waterless water and can be extracted from it.
Thinking of the villains who were used to refine the tears of remorse, the corners of Qu Chang'an's mouth were crooked. Compared to these people, psychics who just want to reproduce the prosperity of psychic can only be regarded as good babies.
Collecting his emotions, Qu Changan put aside all his boring thoughts, raised the wooden sword in his hand intently, waved it a few times, and was about to recite a spell when he opened his mouth. However, at this time, there was a sudden shock to the spirit platform, and the demon spirit that had been released to investigate before quietly lost contact!
It is difficult to kill a demon spirit who is proficient in the Void Escape Method, and to kill it quietly and make it unable to send even a little information before it dies, the terrifying enemy that is about to come can be imagined!
Qu Changan secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, so he hurriedly stopped his movements and threw down a bunch of talisman seals casually.
"Is it too late? I'm so sorry. ā
Before the words fell, the door of the cold storage opened silently, and a young man walked in. The young man said sorry, but the tone of his voice was not apologetic at all.
"Officer Zhao Lan sacrificed himself for justice, and I am sorry that I could not save his life in time." The young man walked up to Qu Changan and spoke again.
"Chapter 18!" Qu Changan almost bit out these three words from between his teeth.
The young man's name is Zhang 18, the current deputy director of the Non-Investigation Bureau of City A, he looks young, but in fact he is in his fifties, and the powerful psychic spell is used by him to maintain his appearance, and it looks like the effect is not bad.
Chapter 18 is a nightmare for all psychics in City A, because he is a high-level psychic in his own right, and he is an existence that is very close to a psychic master. With the endless resources of the country and its own strong strength, all of this gives Zhang 18 the capital to do whatever he wants, unfortunately, this person's favorite thing to do is to torture and kill psychics.
Killing ordinary people didn't mean anything to Zhang Eighteen, only killing psychics who were also proficient in powerful spells could make him feel extremely excited. That's right, Chapter 18 is a pervert, but this pervert is the trump card of the non-mediation bureau, all wild psychics will tremble at the mention of his name, and he brings only fear and nightmares to people, which is more terrible than evil spirits.
"You know me?" Zhang 18 was quite surprised, "Oh, I was negligent, you idiots full of pig food think about scourging the world all day long, so naturally you have to keep an eye on warriors like me who are committed to preventing you from saving the world." Hehe, Qu Chang'an, you should be honored, it is your ancestor who can die at my hands today. ā