Chapter 61: Failure

The hedgehog-like bone ball is frozen in a small space by the Sky Fixing Mirror; Gong Yu's clothes were sassy, and he came to the front.

I saw her stretch out a hand as white as jade, and her palms and eyes were full of misty light; He gently grabbed a large bone spur on the bone ball with his hand.

An ethereal, incomprehensible power that came from the spirit, almost from the heart, burst forth. In Zhao Jingyang's eyes, this power is very mysterious.

It seems to have come out of nowhere, but it was just through the hand of Gong Yuyi.

It is definitely not the power of Gong Yuyi itself - Zhao Jingyang can see it.

When this force wraps around the bone ball, it is like a seed that takes root and sprouts, and the "roots" quickly spread to the inside of the bone ball.

The shell of the bone ball, which had been bombarded by hundreds of cannons for several rounds but only slightly damaged at the corner, could not stop the invasion of this force at all, and in a few breaths, it had reached the depths of the bone ball and touched its flame core.

The miserable white flames of the core of the flame in the depths of the bone ball froze, like a dead thing that was being taken and wanted.

The mysterious power emitted by Gong Yuyi, when it touched the flame core, spread out even more - in a way that moisturizes things silently, slowly and without a trace.

Gong Yuyi's face already showed a hint of a smile.

The miserable white flame core of the bone ball peeled off layer by layer, and faintly, you could see that in the depths of the darker and darker flame core, a miserable white bone "page" was a foot long and a palm wide.

The mysterious power slowly penetrated in, peeling away the miserable white flame core layer by layer, like peeling an onion. I was close to the bony page.

At this moment, the bony pages of the book trembled slightly.

This tremble, even Gong Yuyi's heart, also trembled.

Then Hula, the flame core that had been stripped of many layers of flames by the mysterious power, and the darker and darker, suddenly flourished!

It's like a spark that is about to go out, and suddenly a barrel of oil is poured on it.

The power of the bone ball flame core rose layer by layer in the fierce vigor, and the purer the hatred almost turned into substance.

The mysterious power from the palace feather coat is like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and with one breath, it will be washed away.

Gong Yuyi snorted, the hand holding the bone spur seemed to have been struck by lightning, trembled, couldn't help but shrink on his own, and took a step back.

Airplanes!

It was as if there were countless strings, at this moment, playing at the same time.

The dark white streamer around the bone ball rose, and the surrounding solidified space cracked countless tiny marks under the impact of this rising white streamer, like tempered glass that had been knocked on the vital point.

The fixed mirror suspended in mid-air was pushed upwards by an invisible force, trembling and shaking!

Intense, as if the hatred of substance was not spilled with money, and the bone ball was surrounded by rings of light, which seemed to contain endless distorted and confusing information and knowledge.

The people around who looked at this bone ball immediately felt as if they had been hit hard.

Of the dozens of masters under Gong Yuyi, at this moment, nearly ten people's heads exploded, and stubble after bone stubble spread out of their brains.

In just a few breaths, these dozen or so people turned into a dozen or so huge white bone giants with twisted bone armor, bone spurs, and bone horns!

With hatred in their hearts, the dozen or so bone giants turned around and attacked the people around them who were still alive.

Most of the people around were resisting the impact of the boneball's hatred of true intentions and distorted information and knowledge, and there was no time to resist it, and suddenly five or six people were beaten to death on the spot.

Zhao Jingyang squinted his eyes slightly, watching from the sidelines, with no intention of making a move.

One is that he is observing the mystery of the boneball's method; Second, although he promised to help Gong Yuyi obtain the so-called Great Technique of Sealing the Gods, it was expected to be the bone page that he saw at the center of the bone ball flame core before, but he did not necessarily want to save these people under Gong Yuyi's hands.

Admittedly, they are human. But Zhao Jingyang felt that these people, who were vassals of the nobility, followed the evaders, and could no longer be completely regarded as people, but could only be half a person.

The Great Technique of the Gods, the way to escape. Zhao Jingyang looked down on them.

Zhao Jingyang can talk and laugh with any farmer and old man in the ridge, and he never thinks that he will be higher than them, but he really looks down on these goods who have no power but decide to escape.

And as Hanhai enters this world and breeds innovation, a conservative class like the aristocracy will be completely cleansed sooner or later.

It's not like it's a bone-ball hand cleanse—it's just that it's not happy with these people, and it's just sitting on the sidelines.

But it was the method of the bone ball that taught Zhao Jingyang a new look.

It's not subtle to say, but it's another use of spiritual practice.

The erection of hatred of true intent is essentially the same as the flourishing of the spirit of fist. They all use their own spirit to suppress and attack the enemy.

But that ring radiates countless distorted information and confusing knowledge, there is something mysterious.

In Zhao Jingyang's view, the distorted information and confusing knowledge emitted by the bone ball are, in the final analysis, nothing more than the knowledge and informatization of the power possessed by the bone ball itself.

There is a saying that says, "Knowledge is power," and it is true.

Spiritual practice, for example, is an endless path to acquire knowledge. Absorbing the knowledge of the sages, the knowledge of nature, the knowledge of heaven, earth and the universe and the truth, and then using it for one's own use, is the so-called Taoism.

Therefore, the higher the cultivation, the richer the knowledge. Even one person deserves to be a civilization.

However, for an authentic practitioner, the path is restrained, steady, and non-emanating.

And this bone ball is clearly releasing its own "Taoism" and restoring its own power into countless information and knowledge.

Its power is chaotic, hateful, and distorted, so the knowledge and information it restores are also chaotic and distorted.

If a normal person receives such knowledge, if the soul is not strong enough and is impacted by this chaotic knowledge and information, the soul will be damaged and become insane. Zhong was influenced by it, seized the gods, and turned into a puppet of these chaotic information, and distorted as its chaotic nature spread from the soul to the body; If it is heavy, the soul will be scattered, and the body will die.

[In view of the general environment,

This thing is a map cannon.

It's like a plague, a contagion.

As long as this chaotic information and knowledge is disseminated, anyone who is not strong enough will be contagious when they see this information.

However, this method can only deal with the existence of "Dao Xing" under the bone ball.

If the Tao is above it, or if the spirit is strong enough to hold the heart of the Dao, this thing is useless; On the contrary, it can become a kind of sharpening and a kind of reference.

For example, Zhao Jingyang, when he saw its means, he had some understanding from it.

But the rest of the people around you can't. Their spirits were not strong enough, and their "Dao Xing" was far inferior to the bone balls, so at this glance, they were shocked by the chaotic information, so that their spirits were shaken - they were infected.

The dozen or so who became white bone giants were completely dissipated by the information, lost themselves, and were distorted with the power carried in the information.

In fact, this kind of means, on the side of the order, is not impossible. For example, the so-called powerful preaching often uses such methods.

It is to manifest one's own "Taoism" for people to observe.

However, the authentic practitioner has a stable order of his path, and the knowledge contained in it is well organized and not chaotic. Therefore, such "preaching" will not do great harm to the preached.