After living in this valley for two days, Xiao Boran and Le Wuwu also figured out some of the situations in this Tongze fairy world.

It turned out that as early as a hundred years ago, when Fusang Jun was still Si Zhan Immortal Jun, some young Immortal Jun proposed a method to improve his cultivation with the spiritual consciousness of mortals who had died.

The reason is that the horizontal death can dissipate on its own without entering the cycle of reincarnation anyway, and even if you want to check it, you can't find anything. So why don't you use it to improve your cultivation?

Fusang-kun was the first person to object, after all, in his opinion, the so-called cultivation and merit relied on perseverance and hard work, relying on real swords and guns to fight hard little by little. The so-called ruthless Tao must rely on the world in mind and have no selfish desires.

And the old lord also thinks so, so the years of his reign were quite peaceful. Even if there are some lawbreakers, they have been duly punished.

But who would have thought that after the incident of Yan Hong, Fusang Jun was expelled from the immortal class, and the position of Si Zhan Xianjun was given to Shaoyang Jun, who had a master-apprentice friendship with him for several years. And then the old lord was destroyed and passed on to the current Tongze lord Wuxiangjun Shenchen.

There is no phase in the heart, and the heart is born with the heart; There is no heart, and the phase is extinguished with the heart. And as soon as this Wuxiang Jun ascended to the throne, he acquiesced to this method of using mortal spiritual consciousness to help practice. He even openly recruited some mortal cultivators and established a sect to specialize in this matter.

First of all, it was only those mortal cultivators who offered the spiritual consciousness of those who had died to help the immortal monarch cultivate. Later, there were more and more immortal monarchs who were in the same stream, and there were not enough people who died unexpectedly, so they actually created their own disasters, both natural and man-made.

For a while, except for some immortal monarchs who were unwilling to join the same stream and escape from the world, no one in the Tongze Immortal Realm could no longer cultivate with peace of mind.

And in the past few decades, in addition to taking the corpses of some unscrupulous immortal monarchs as puppets, Fusang Jun has been disrupting their spirit collection process everywhere.

As for the process of the mortal world in the past few decades, Fusang Jun commented like this: "How wonderful the history of the mortal kingdoms is remembered. It's either today's flood or tomorrow's earthquake collapses. It's not the current dynasty or the Great Jin Dynasty, or tomorrow it's someone else who ascends to the dragon throne. It can really be described as a natural disaster and man-made disaster. However, no matter who is the emperor and who is the emperor, the cultivators who never sleep are the masters of the mortal world. ”

As soon as they thought about it, they knew that needless to say, this matter was instructed by the Divine Monarch.

Fusang Jun took them to see the spiritual sense he had snatched over the past few decades.

Through the long tunnel, there is a black stone door, the stone door is painted horizontally and vertically full of charms, the bright yellow rune paper seems to be torn and sticky, glued and torn, layer by layer of new pressed old. It looked like it was suppressing some kind of advanced spirit.

"There's no way, I really can't do anything, so I can only use this stupid method to calm the spirit, and I can be calm at first. In recent years, it has been almost a few days before a wave of new ones is needed. If this continues, I really can't do anything. "Fuso-kun's rare unconfident remarks.

He raised his hand and gently opened a piece of talisman paper, and saw that there seemed to be a strong pressure behind the stone door, and almost immediately broke the stone door through a crack. "They cast a spell on the Soul Suppression Nail, and if they have the opportunity, they will fly back to the night sky." Almost immediately, he cast a spell to protect the surroundings.

Le Wuwu saw that the door was as bright as it was filled with tens of thousands of fireflies, and they were suspended there without the slightest movement, like stars in the sky, only twinkling and twinkling.

Le Wuwu felt as if he was about to cry.

That's tens of thousands of spiritual senses, and they are nailed by the soul suppression like this, and they can't move or dissipate.

They are all living people, and they all have parents and friends.

Le Wuwu almost gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it, they all deserve to die." ”

"They deserve to die in the hearts of those people." With the help of Xiao Boran, Fusang Jun finally closed the stone gate vigorously. "You know what? That's all, it's not as good as the eleventh or twelfth they killed, or I have been snatching it back from them for decades. ”

"There must be tens of thousands of people. Didn't you say before that I could drip twenty people a day, and it would be enough in less than a year? ”

"If you give it to you, the female monarch also believes it. There were 47,327 people in total, including the more than 300 people I had brought back the day before yesterday. ”

Le Wuwu suddenly understood that if he hadn't known that he couldn't beat Xiao Boran, she might have been arrested and bloodletted a long time ago. The statement of the day was just a stopgap measure. When she raised her eyes and saw Fusang Jun's drooping eyes, she suddenly felt that this cynical prodigal in front of her was obviously learning forbidden techniques with blood on his hands, and he was crazy and didn't care about the lives of others, but he just became the purest lotus in the world.

She suddenly remembered what her sister said about the slaughter of the city when she returned from the mortal world. If so, who is behind the scenes?

She had a terrifying idea, Jun Qiye.

But for what? must marry her, and meddle in mortal affairs like this. He is a water god of the Seven Heavens, with a lifetime of thousands of lives and endless divine power, so why do he need to do this?

If you have to do it, what is affected behind it must not be a small mortal world, but the divine realm, the demon race.

Thinking about it, she was a little scared. How can a mortal body compete with the Protoss?

She raised her hand to take Xiao Boran's hand.

Xiao Boran, who seemed to understand what she was thinking, and had not spoken, said in a deep voice: "Even if it is an ant, we must let them know that the ant will retaliate." ”

Le Wuwu looked at his determined eyes, yes. This determination and self-confidence can only be possessed after years of hard work. The perseverance of people like Xiao Boran and Fusang Jun who have gone through a hundred battles to achieve a body of cultivation is incomparable to those immortals who are opportunistic and take advantage of the wrong way. Only they will be in the face of predicament and desperation, still take themselves as the bottom line of immortals and abide by their beliefs.

She walked to the stone door with her feet raised, stroking the stone door that she wanted to open to the outside, as if to soothe a restless heart.

Under the disaster, what can she do with this half-body cultivation?

She slashed her fingertips and drew a spell on the stone door with her own blood, and the stone door immediately seemed to be appeased, and there was no sound.

"How are you!" Xiao Boran clenched her wrist before she could put it down. "Happy, don't you always think about using your blood to solve problems. It's precious, it's special, but it's not a panacea. There are many things that you can only do if you are alive! If you die, you can't do anything! ”

He was really angry, he was angry that she didn't care for herself, but at the same time he was angry at his own incompetence. If he could have the strength to compete with the Protoss, perhaps, they would not be so passive.

But Fusang Jun on the side seemed to have a new idea, "The blood of the female monarch is really good." ”

Sure enough, not long after he came back, Fusang Jun sent someone to find Le Wuwu to collect blood and use it to draw charms.

It's a pity that the person who came only opened his mouth to finish speaking, and was thrown out of the door by Xiao Boran with a wave of his sleeves.

Fusang Jun seemed to have guessed in advance that there would be such a result, and what was sent was just a puppet, even if he fell out, it was just broken and regrouped. Standing in front of the door again, repeating the same words.

After repeating this several times, Le Wuwu finally couldn't bear it, and even coaxed and persuaded her, Xiao Boran finally agreed to let her squeeze out a few drops of blood.