Although Zhuang Mingge understands the essentials, understanding does not mean doing it.

The soul resonates with the rules of heaven and earth, to put it bluntly, it requires the soul to make a cry at a certain frequency, and then secretly coincide with a certain rule of heaven and earth, step by step, and then it can be displayed in battle.

He tried a few times, and found that his soul could not do this at all, and it was very different from what he had imagined.

Zhuang Mingge estimated that it would be impossible to reach this step without three hundred years.

As soon as he thought of this, most of Zhuang Mingge's learning of the nature of the Requiem Song was dispersed, and it took three hundred years to learn this kind of magic, which was too long for Zhuang Mingge.

Up to now, Zhuang Mingge's age is not one-third or even one-quarter of what he has been in three hundred years.

"Lost. ”

Jimonri had already expected this, so many extremely talented and brilliant demons in hell couldn't do this, let alone a human being.

"I've calculated that it will take about 300 years to be able to do this, it's too hard. Zhuang Mingge said with a sigh.

Jimonri: ......

"What's the matter, what's the daze?" Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but ask when he saw Ji Mengli's stunned look.

"Can you succeed in cultivation in three hundred years?" Ji Mengli stared at Zhuang Mingge suspiciously, and after making sure that Zhuang Mingge was not lying, he said in amazement: "My master, you don't seem to know what this means?"

Zhuang Mingge was naturally puzzled and asked what this meant.

"It means you can learn Requiem. Jimonri said.

Zhuang Mingge looked at her speechlessly, thinking to himself, aren't you talking nonsense?

Ji Mengli shook his head and said helplessly, "For the demons. Time is not as tight as a human being, an ordinary demon. From birth to death, it takes about a thousand years. ”

"For a thousand years. If the demon has talent, maybe he can become the Viscount of Hell, that is, the king of mankind, and the demon at this time can live for 10,000 years. ”

The more powerful the demon, the longer the lifespan.

The seventy-two pillars of hell demon gods, which one has not lived for millions of years.

So for demons, it is completely normal for them to spend three hundred years learning Requiem. It is better to say that three hundred years of time to learn the Requiem is already very little.

Ji Mengli said with certainty: "The Dark Knight just now, although he has only learned the skin of the Dark Prologue, I am sure that the time he spent on this is about more than a thousand years, or even more. ”

Most demons are blind in the face of the Requiem.

Don't say three hundred years. Even 3,000 years, or even 30,000 years, may not be able to do this.

"The talent of human beings is truly enviable, and it is worthy of the gods to use their own bodies as a model. The race that was created. Speaking of this, Jimonri is also very envious.

Humans are the weakest of all races, but their potential is not inferior to that of the gods.

This. It can be seen from the immortals, the Buddha. They are all evolved from humans and are powerful. Even the gods are jealous.

Zhuang Mingge finally understood why Ji Mengli became demented at this time, but for human beings, three hundred years is too long, although he will not give up, he will not devote himself to it.

I just look forward to one day, and it will come to pass.

"I've got a way to get you up to speed quickly, my master. "Ji Mengli is well-versed in ancient and modern times, as a demon god of hell, he is also very knowledgeable, and knows a lot of secrets, Zhuang Mingge does not doubt her words.

"What's the solution?"

"Spirit Cabin. ”

Ji Mengli's pupils flashed slightly, and he said: "I can lock you in the spiritual hut, this is a kind of spiritual cultivation, there is no concept of time in it, a moment is eternal, eternity is a moment, as long as the master you go in, maybe you can learn the requiem song soon." ”

Zhuang Mingge decisively refused.

"Don't think that I can just scratch me without culture, a moment is eternal, eternity is a moment, which means that if I enter the spiritual hut, my soul will enter eternity, maybe I will stay in it for a second as if it were 10,000 years, and even the self itself will be forgotten. ”

Zhuang Mingge stared at Ji Mengli viciously, "Do you want to kill me?"

Time is a pig-killing knife, and time can change everything.

Even if it is a mountain alliance and a sea oath, the sea will be dry and rotten, it will change, and it is absolutely worthy of saying that there is no blood in killing.

When a creature with an unstrong soul enters it, he may forget who he is and why he entered, and die out in an eternal moment.

The only ones who can withstand this kind of torment are probably the seventy-two pillar demon gods and the demon kings.

Zhuang Mingge will not be fooled.

Ji Mengli laughed and said: "I really deserve to be my master, I have seen it so thoroughly, if you want to enter the experience at any time, I will welcome it at any time, don't worry, I will not let you be hurt by the master." ”

"Don't think about it. Zhuang Mingge said.

......

Just when one person and one demon god were fighting, the battle in the sewers finally came to an end.

The four Night's Watchmen, who were collecting the bodies of their companions, were attacked by Medusa and Alcmene and were immediately caught in a bitter battle, especially the magician, who was caught off guard and was petrified by the Eye of Medusa, and then smashed to pieces.

He who dies cannot die anymore.

The remaining vampire, nuns with leather whips, and twelve-year-old girls formed a three-person circle to defend against the enemy, but they had no way to fight the enemy.

Because the Eye of Medusa is so terrifying, they must be distracted to observe Medusa during the fight, and they dare not make eye contact with her eyes for fear of being petrified.

In this restrained battle, the three Night's Watch were at an absolute disadvantage, and were defeated by the enemy, and Alcmene spat out white silk threads that entwined the twelve-year-old girl, and she fell to her feet.

She originally wanted to kill the little girl, but was stopped by Medusa.

"We can't kill her, she's our gift to that person, and so are they. Medusa gestured to the whip nun and the vampire.

From ancient times to the present, beauty is the best gift.

In order to smile, there are not a few people who pay for the country.

Medusa and Alcmene knew this, so instead of killing them immediately, they intended to capture them alive, with Medusa intending to petrify all three Night's Watchmen.

The three night watchmen were frightened and furious when they learned of Medusa and Alcmine's intentions, and the little girl struggled frantically to break free from the cobwebs, but all in vain.

Not long after, the vampire mature woman and the whip nun were also captured and reduced to prisoners. (To be continued......)