The people soon turned this into a denunciation meeting for the city lord of Quanling City.

However, there are also people who provide clues to Xia Qingyang. Tell them that they had heard the thieves talking, and that it seemed that there would be some "ceremony" in the next day or two.

Xia Qingyang and Ren Yi glanced at each other.

Sacrificial rituals.

It's really scary to think about it. If they had come a day or two late, the thieves might have succeeded.

Xia Qingyang walked outside the tower and breathed a sigh.

In order to stop the conspiracy of Narihiro Daochang, and to give the suffering people a belated relief, they need to liberate all the remnants of the soul left by the sacrificial ritual eleven years ago.

Xia Qingyang found a vacant space behind the tower, squatted down, and gently brushed the soil on the ground with his hand: "There is Lao Daojun." ”

"I know that I still have to rely on this seat." Daojun closed his eyes and began to sense, "Wait." ”

Not long after, Daojun reported several positions one after another, telling her that these places had the deepest residual resentment.

Xia Qingyang then returned to Ren Yi.

Ren Yi bowed slightly, telling her that he would go with her.

Xia Qingyang: "Then these people ......"

"I've asked Lao Lin to take my token and go to the city lord of Quanling City." Ren Yi hugged his shoulders and frowned, "Whoever is the citizen of the city should be responsible." This place is a fortress of the two cities of transportation, and it can be occupied by thieves for such a long time, and no one cares. It really doesn't make sense. ”

It seems that not only the city lord of Quanling City, but also the city lord of Chichun City, will inevitably be "well educated" by Ren Yi in the future.

But it's okay that this way, they can devote themselves to the transcendence of the remnant soul.

The early morning is cold and the yin qi is heavy, even if Ren Yi has a body of evil qi brought by the war, it is not suitable to be contaminated with too much ghost qi.

Xia Qingyang suggested staying in the tower for one night first, and then going to these places in turn to spend the soul of the dead in order after dawn. Ren Yi agreed.

So they rested in the tower.

Early the next morning, Xia Qingyang and Ren Yi took Min Jiang, a tool man, and the three of them set off on horseback.

He Minghua and Empress Yin stayed in the tower for the time being, protecting the people and Zuo Cheng and his wife until Lin Menglong returned with the officers and soldiers of Quanling City.

-

Xia Qingyang and the three of them walked all the way, looking at the situation in the towns outside Quanling City, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Not to mention the vicinity of the capital.

In the counties and towns of Chichun City, you can see the picture of people working in the fields on weekdays - men sitting on the fields to rest, and women carrying the clothes of the whole family to scrub by the water, which is the most ordinary village scene.

But outside Quanling City, none of this can be seen.

At least the village where Daojun pointed out to Xia Qingyang had already become a ruined ruin.

The house had long been beaten and dilapidated by the wind and rain, and no one had built it, and when it was blown by the wind, the sound of whining in all directions was like the cry of the village. Although the weather was clear, the village was empty, and the silence was eerily eeri, except for the sound of the wind.

Xia Qingyang squatted down, looked at the sparse dead grass growing on the side of the road, and sighed lightly.

Even weeds are difficult to grow on this land.

A lifeless earth.

"This is it, Your Highness."

"Okay."

The last time he was digging in the outskirts of the Underworld, Min was not there. Seeing Xia Qingyang and Ren Yi without saying a word this time, they demarcated an area and began to dig, and Min Jiang couldn't help but be a little dazed.

"What are we digging for?"

General Min followed and dug for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

"People." Xia Qingyang didn't make any tricks with him, "People who used to live here." ”

"You mean, the former inhabitants of this village are buried under this?" General Min shuddered, "Why?" ”

It's already an enviable thing to be able to ask why.

The fact is that for the weak, the search for a cause is often a luxury.

So, be sure to fight.

-

The size of this village is much larger than that on the outskirts of the world.

But in the end, there were only fifty-three boxes dug up.

"Your Highness, you and General Min are far away from me."

"Yes."

Waiting for Ren Yi to take General Min away, Xia Qingyang repeated the previous steps of surpassing the revenant.

The ghost fire lit up, and this time, Xia Qingyang summoned the remnant souls of forty-two people, but he also obviously felt the struggle.

She had to be very focused in order to keep the power of faith flowing into these remnants and purifying them of their grievances.

"When he was in the suburbs, that Chenghong Dao Leader could only spawn a small number of people into evil ghosts, and most of them became remnant souls." Daojun looked at this scene and shook his head, "When I got here, the remnant souls who were sealed became a minority. It seems that he was really not soft at that time, but he was not experienced enough. ”

Yes, judging by the size of this village, it is a large village of at least a few hundred people, and it is impossible that only fifty-three people died in that sacrifice.

The reason there are only fifty-three boxes here is because most of them turned into evil spirits on the spot, so there is no need to seal the corpses with wooden boxes.

These were the few remnants who had not turned into evil spirits at that time.

Through killing people again and again, slaughtering villages again and again, I gradually grasped how to torture these people during their lifetimes, so as to give birth to evil ghosts with the greatest probability??? What a cruel act.

A burst of anger surged in Xia Qingyang's heart, and the power of faith escaping from his hand was affected, and suddenly erupted.

The remnant soul in front of her was startled, and hurriedly hid away, and it took a long time before she dared to come back.

"It seems that your heart is still not cultivated enough." Daojun said lightly, "It's too easy to empathize, and sometimes it can become a weakness." The strong can be angry, but the hands must be steady and the heart must be heavy, otherwise how can they fight calmly? ”

“…… Yes, Qingyang understands. ”

"It's useless to just understand, you have to hone." Daojun pondered for a long time, "That's it." I won't be cultivating the Source for the past few days, and there are other courses for you. ”

Don't you practice "Source"?

Xia Qingyang was stunned: "But with my current strength, I can't defeat Chenghong Daochang." ”

"It's not enough to be in a hurry." At this moment, Dao Jun still has the detached temperament of Heavenly Dao, "You have worked hard, but when you cultivate the Source, the progress is still very slow, just because of the lack of heart. This seat will give you the right medicine this time, which is the shortcut to help you cultivate "Yuan". ”

Xia Qingyang understood, and no longer had any objections: "It's all up to the Dao Monarch to decide." ”

Daojun heard Xia Qingyang agree, but he didn't feel relaxed in his heart.

To tell the truth, Xia Qingyang's heart is not weak.

Even her soul is so strong that she can be reincarnated with only half of her remnant soul, and the other half of her remnant soul has been floating for many years, and she can tear through the space-time rift between the two worlds alone to find it - this shows that in terms of being a ghost after death, Xia Qingyang was at least a ghost king back then.