"No wonder some people go crazy. Wang Baoyu realized.

"Master, you may not think that the Order of the Underworld is important, but for those aliens, it is a rare treasure. "Xiaobaidao.

"Hehe, it makes sense, maybe one day, I can still see the Great Ghost King!" Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Even if we don't use it, we may be able to sell it for a good price in the future. Xiao Bai pulled the little abacus in his heart, thought of a question, and puzzled: "It's strange to say, in the underground prison of the ghost clan, there are no traces left by the big ghost king. ”

"Why not? There's an image in the mirror and a poem. ”

"Hehe, I didn't see it anyway, it's just your shadow, it's quite sad. Xiaobai was a little embarrassed.

Wang Baoyu was confused again, what the hell was going on, why could only he see the image of the activity?

"Master, if there is really an image in the mirror, it must be created with a soul, and the Great Ghost King will definitely be able to do this. However, why can you see it, I don't understand, the owner is very strange, different from ordinary people. Xiaobai didn't think Wang Baoyu was lying to him.

There were too many new concepts, and Wang Baoyu asked again: "What is the difference between a soul and a soul?"

"The difference is big, the soul is a unified name, and the soul is only possessed by the strongest people of the ghost clan, and it is beyond the soul. It is said that only those who have extremely deep and heavy resentments will give birth to spirits, and souls will materialize the ghosts. ”

"It looks like a human?" Wang Baoyu was stunned.

"Yes, if we encounter a materialized ghost clan, we can only run away quickly, it is not inferior to the cultivation of the Returning to Truth Period. "Little white is a reminder.

"It's a fart, it's no different from a person, how can you tell it. ”

"You can see that there is no soul core. Or rather, they are a giant soul core in their own right. ”

Hearing this, Wang Baoyu couldn't help but be happy, "Xiaobai, I don't have a soul core, can't I pretend to be a ghost to scare people?"

"No, you still have a fake one, at least with the breath of a human. ”

After growing a lot of knowledge, Wang Baoyu suddenly remembered the eighth-level Demon Venerable, and asked, "Does the demon clan also have no soul core?"

"Nope!"

"Then how do you tell the difference between demons and ghosts?"

"This is simpler, the demons back then were the same as the gods, they were high, and they had a proud bloodline. Therefore, they never bother to hide the demonic energy on their bodies. Xiaobai explained very clearly.

"By the way, doesn't the Shura clan also have soul cores?" asked Wang Baoyu again.

"Of course not, they are not human, not ghosts, not gods, not demons, brave and good at fighting, and they are immortal existences, which can be called invincible. There is no shortage of compliments.

"Didn't you say that the gods would also die? Could it be that the Shura clan is more powerful than the gods? ”

"Master, you can't speak too seriously, the immortality of the Shura clan is also relative. They can be killed, but after many years, they appear out of thin air again, and it is precisely because of this that the reproduction of the Shura clan is always a big problem, and it is not born and will not be destroyed, and it will not be destroyed. ”

The six major races in the Lingyan Continent are the human race, the Buddha race, the demon race, the demon race, the ghost race and the Shura race, these Wang Baoyu have long known that at present, people, demons, demons, and ghosts have all been seen, but he has never seen the Shura race and the Buddha race.

In Wang Baoyu's fragmentary memory, there are a lot of people who believe in Buddhism, but after coming here, except for knowing that there is a golden head on the back of the 10,000-year-old giant tortoise, there is no trace of Buddhism.

Buddhism takes the purification of sentient beings as its own responsibility, and the demons live and restrain each other, and the enemies are a couple, can it be said that the Buddha here has also changed its taste?

"Xiaobai, the Buddha clan must have a soul core, right?"

"Everything is very different here, I think! At first there were, then it became a relic. ”

When it comes to relics, a vague image appears in Wang Baoyu's mind, and a crystal bead as red as blood always appears.

Following the traces of this bead into the depths of memory, a girl in monk's robes, skinny and dead, was burned on the fire, and finally left some beads.

Then, another image suddenly appeared in my mind, a woman in monk's robes, sitting quietly facing the stone wall, with white hair, fluttering in the wind, and she was like a stone statue.

The white-haired monk girl seemed to feel Wang Baoyu, slowly turned her head, and was about to see clearly, when her memory was interrupted again, and all clues were lost.

Alas, these abominable memories are neither far nor near, never abandoned, not clear, and endless.

Wang Baoyu thumped his head, controlled his chaotic thoughts, got up and sat cross-legged, his dantian sank in anger, and entered the state of practicing.

Xiaobai also behaved very quietly, lying there with his eyes closed, and the hair on his body became brighter and brighter, precisely because he had absorbed the aura again.

Early the next morning, Wang Baoyu walked out of the room, Qiu Hong had already packed up and waited, and after hanging up the sign that the store was closed, the two flew away in the direction of Chishui Bay.

"Little brother, you're too fast, wait for me!" Qiu Hong fought hard, but still couldn't catch up with Wang Baoyu's footsteps, and shouted panting.

Wang Baoyu's actual cultivation was in the late stage of foundation building, and he had also practiced Ling Fengbu, and he thought that he had slowed down as much as possible, and he was still a lot faster than Qiu Hong.

There was no way, so they could only walk, and the two chatted all the way, but they didn't feel bored.

Half a day later, I came to the trading market near Chishui Bay, which was full of materials for various demon beasts, and people came and went, and it was very lively.

Wang Baoyu gave Qiu Hong a handful of medium-grade spirit stones and asked her to buy Mingmu tea for herself, and then pretended to buy a few cheap animal bones casually, and took the opportunity to inquire about Miao Zong's situation.

You can't just listen to one person, and you may make a wrong judgment.

The monks who sold the goods were almost unanimous, Miao Zong was a good person, never bullied, and the taxes were very low, and it was this trading market that fed most of the monks on the island.

Qiu Hong soon returned, carrying a bag of hemp, saying that the tea here had been bought out.

Wang Baoyu nodded with satisfaction, took it and put it in the storage bag, watching the hemp bag disappear into the small bag, Qiuhong couldn't help but be envious, and praised it as a good thing.

Qiu Hong consciously returned the remaining spirit stones, Wang Baoyu gave her a piece, which was regarded as an errand fee, and the rest was taken back into the bag.

Even so, Qiu Hong repeatedly said that this remuneration is too much and deserved.

Chishui Bay, the battlefield of the Kraken, Wang Baoyu was quite interested in this, and after walking out of the market, he immediately took out the white boat flying magic weapon from the storage bag and jumped on it.

Looking at the exquisite boat, inlaid with high-grade spirit stones, relying on the aura to fly through the sky, Qiu Hong was so shocked that the whole person was stupid, she had never heard that there was such a good flying magic weapon on Xigui Island, and there were such rich characters.

"Sister Qiuhong, come up, I'll take you around. ”

"That's presumptuous!"

"It's okay, come up, let's take a good look at Chishui Bay in the air!" Wang Baoyu greeted warmly.

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