Chapter 246: Destroy Yourself (Replaced at Night)
There are no points raised.
Duran Zhen confirmed this for the first time, frowning and shaking the rouge, and the faint flame ignited on its surface for a moment.
This god of true knowledge is too weird, and several Yuanying True Monarchs are really good at it—what if the contestants are really brainwashed into outer god believers? Everyone in this scene is the absolute future star of Xuanmen!
Of course, if several Yuanying True Monarchs dare to set it up like this, they must be sure to eliminate this influence, but things like divine consciousness, consciousness, and belief are too uncertain in themselves, and they will definitely have an impact on people. The best thing to do is not to touch it in the first place.
Duran Zhen looked around, took a step forward, paused, hesitated for less than a moment, and stepped forward again.
The dark flame that had just attached to the rouge was not her natal spiritual fire phantom.
Most of Yuluo has been left by her in the sacrificial fire of the Taisha Palace, and there is only a little almost insignificant flame left by her side, even if she takes it out, she can't even bluff people.
What she used to kill Du Ming just now had to be attributed to the basic technique. The foundation of her methods is based on basic spells, and no matter how many spells and dao techniques she learns in the future, they are actually all cast from the understanding of basic spells.
After Youluo was left in the Taisha Palace by her, she felt that she had lost a great weapon—although it was worth it, it was also a pity. Searching through the spells she could find in her identity, she found about a few methods, which were not quite satisfactory.
Just when she was about to practice those few spells, it was Wen Hailan who woke her up, "Although in the eyes of outsiders, Shizun is a Formation Dao Grandmaster, but his means are not only Formation Dao? ”
Du Lanzhen suddenly realized, ran to grind the hard bubble, annoyed Xu Chen Zhenjun and fanned her away with a wave of his sleeves, leaving her alone in the Fenggui Hall to meet the strange look in the crowd, holding Yu Jian who was stuffed into his arms at some point, smiled awkwardly, and left as if nothing happened.
In the jade slip that Xu Chen Zhenjun gave her, it was not any Taoist technique or spell, let alone the Red Heart Glass True Fire that Xu Chen Zhenjun was best at - that was only a disciple like Le Zhengchu and Wen Hailan who were qualified to learn, and what he gave Du Lan Zhen was a variety of methods for the use of natal spiritual fire and various techniques for fire methods.
Du Lan Zhen combined with the jade slip given by Xu Chen Zhenjun, which can be regarded as creating a spell out of thin air, and with a little breath of her natal spiritual fire, she derived a spiritual fire that resembles a ghost but is not as good as a ghost, which is actually similar to the demonic qi of the monks of the Forgiveness Sect, but the level of demonic qi quality is higher than theirs, at least far beyond the level that a foundation building monk can generally master.
Only with this kind of Ghost Luo's derivative spiritual fire, Du Lan really dared to feel at ease to contact any power related to the outer gods.
How terrifying the outer gods were, and what kind of scale the Shinto developed to the depths of the depths, Du Lanzhen had never seriously imagined before - she knew that the development of the Shinto to the highest and most powerful and magnificent, far superior to the solitary body of the immortal path, but without specific contact, people could not imagine something beyond their own experience.
The scream just now and Du Ming's sudden change were all clear signs of the changes in the entire Du Mansion. Whether it's from the perspective of her need to brush up on the score, or from the perspective of the character's identity, Duran really needs to explore what is really going on there.
She flies forward, with no speed or slowness, and she looks at it with ease, without feeling panicked by the form, nor giving the impression that she is contemptuous of the situation, giving the impression that "everything is under control".
Du Lanzhen rushed to the screaming place as she thought about what had happened in the short time she had stepped into Du Mansion.
Du Ming's feelings for "Du Lanzhen" are mixed with jealousy and disdain, and he doesn't understand why "Duran Zhen" can get more training and opportunities, instead of him with a higher status and better background. This kind of people do not have the concept of "struggle" and "ability" in their hearts, they firmly believe that they are born noble, in essence, they are determined to weaken their own value extremely, and the meaning of existence lies in the label of "noble parents".
Because of this, he watched step by step as "Du Lanzhen" became more and more valued by the clan, and in his expectation, he should be held by the stars, and others were only worthy of being the mud under his feet. There is a huge mismatch between reality and imagination, no wonder he is crazy.
But it is impossible to guess how he was turned into a believer and willingly believed in the God of True Knowledge—to put it mildly, Duran really felt that Du Ming did not look like a person who could worship and painstakingly pursue the truth. He...... No offense - in fact, Yazi who is not very smart at first glance.
But Du Ming didn't worship Yu Zi Bai Yao Tianjun very much—his reaction was very flat when Du Lanzhen called out his honorable name, which was enough to explain the problem. And when Duran Zhen mentioned "the supreme knowledge of truth", he suddenly became a monster who lost his mind, which shows that he actually yearns for "true knowledge".
In fact, if Du Ming respected the Heavenly Monarch of Suspense, Du Lan would never be surprised, the creed of evolving the heavenly man to be good at himself is very compatible with people like Du Ming.
Duran thought about it, and soon came across the source of the scream.
Sometimes she thinks that hell may be on earth.
The man with his eyes full of obsession and fanaticism looked at the woman lying on the stone table tenderly, holding a snow-glistening knife in his hand, and slowly scraped it over her obviously pregnant belly with gentle and gentle movements, slashing open her belly with extreme tenderness, taking out the undeveloped fetus in her abdomen completely, and letting the blood in her belly seem to trickle down to the ground, merging into bright ink, smearing the entire ground.
And the pregnant woman was not frightened, but her face showed an extremely intoxicated and happy expression, as if she was immersed in a sweet dream and could not wake up. She didn't struggle, she didn't resist, she didn't scream, she didn't fear, she just obediently and gently let the man move, as if she didn't realize the amount of blood she was shedding.
She stretched out her hand, not to push the man away, but to stretch casually, as if the most easy and sweet stretch in a sweet dream. Far from being in a nightmare, she was as sweet as living in a dream.
The breath of the infant who had not yet fully developed was so weak that it almost died at the sight of the sun.
The man grabbed the man next to him, who was concentrating on ear trimming, plunged a knife into the man's neck, and reached out to pull out a very thin and soft trachea from the gushing blood, and inserted it into the baby's belly, and attached it to the child's lungs.
The child's breathing gradually gained a weak strength.
And that's just a corner of the garden.
Duran took a deep breath and stretched out her hand to light it, and the faint flames flew out of her fingertips, like a swimming dragon, dancing past everyone.
In the dim and blazing firelight, these strange, terrifying, and irrational people instantly turned into invisible black light.
In the last moments of their lives, in the midst of sudden pain, they are not even interested in raising their heads to look at them.
In their eyes, they only have what they have at hand...... Undertaking.
Duran really looked at the empty courtyard and turned his footsteps.
The situation in Du Mansion was much more serious than she imagined, if it was similar to what she expected, the way and speed of the spread of the belief in the outer gods, one person was infected, and the whole family ascended to heaven, and if she wanted to stop it, she would probably have to kill on a large scale.
In a sense, she is going to destroy herself with her own hands?