Chapter 8: The Troubles of Happiness!
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This trip to the underworld is really a big profit!
There were twenty or thirty more spirit ghosts alone, and it was almost the last bit of essence that the Xiajiang City God's Yin Division had accumulated for hundreds of years, and all of them fell into his own hands.
"It's a pity that I originally wanted to take the opportunity to occupy the Netherworld City God...... Back then, my ancestor of the General Temple coveted this very much!"
At that time, the three families in Xiajiang had a tense relationship with the General Temple.
But it was because on the one hand, the General's Temple coveted the shrine of the Xiajiang Chenghuang, and on the other hand, the Xiajiang Chenghuang also felt that the General's Temple, as an independent mountain, was very annoyed by not obeying the orders of the Yin Division.
If it weren't for the fact that this was in the land of the South Seas, there were too many evil gods and ghosts from all walks of life, forcing the two sides to coexist peacefully, I'm afraid both sides would have to fight!
"Don't worry, although there are a lot of blood-stained ghosts in the Yin Division, this mage will be able to wipe them out after all.
It's just that what kind of means did the blood demon use in the first place to erode and contaminate a huge yin, dozens of sleeping ghosts and gods, and tens of thousands of ghosts?"
With the cultivation of that blood demon, he naturally couldn't do this, he must have used some kind of treasure from the evil sect!
In other words, there must be a source of pollution in the yin. If that thing doesn't get rid of it, it's still a dead place in this yin, and there is no way to occupy it.
Tang Changsheng thought in his heart that he had a lot to do after coming back this time. Even if all these Dharma functions are refined, I'm afraid it will take several years of effort.
Not to mention that there are still cultivation at home, and there are all kinds of other things to do.
However, as soon as Tang Changsheng came back this time, he didn't pay attention to anything. I just brought out the three blood-stained ghosts that I caught at the end, and used the method of purification and refining to see if I could refine these ghosts.
It turned out that the Seven Absolute Yin Water was of no use to these blood-stained ghosts, and it couldn't cleanse these blood-stained ghosts at all.
The reason why the water is called this name is also called the water of forgetfulness, Meng Po soup. The so-called seven absolutes are the severance of seven feelings......
At this moment, these Seven Absolute Yin Water poured on the blood-stained ghost was useless at all, and it could not cleanse the blood-stained power on its body in the slightest.
"It seems that these forgetful waters must be of insufficient purity...... Tang Changsheng muttered in his heart.
The pure water with the light of the moon was sprinkled on the body of such blood-stained ghosts, and the green smoke rose from the sneer, and there were drops of dark red blood beads that were washed down, and then turned into a faint blood mist and steamed.
Tang Changsheng was secretly frightened when he saw it, and said in his heart: "This kind of blood stain is too powerful, and it is definitely not the ability of the blood demon itself." Could it be that this guy has a pool of blood in his hands?"
The General Temple used to deal with a lot of southern demon cults, and the northern demon sects had many evil gods, and they liked to rebel, often wanting to overthrow the rule of the imperial court, publicize the coming of the catastrophe, and establish the kingdom of gods on earth.
And the Southern Demon Sect has many witchcraft, mostly influenced from the plateau, the South Seas, and even Tianzhu.
This method of blood demon sacrifice and refining, according to legend, is to create a blood pool. The rumored best yin is the best in the blood lake on the shore of Tiewei Mountain.
It's just that the place is hell, and it's heavily guarded. If you are not a person with great powers, where can you get it?
But if it's really a great supernatural power, who would turn around and cultivate such an evil magic as the Blood Demon Skill?
Therefore, people who practice demonic skills in the human world often build their own blood-making pools, using the blood of boys and girls in the lunar year. It's mostly the same, there are small differences, and even snake blood is added.
Since this blood demon can defile the entire Xia Jiang Yin Division, this is definitely not something that ordinary blood pools can do.
Thinking of these in his heart, he increased the use of purifying water and sprinkled it on these blood-stained ghosts, and suddenly he screamed hoarsely.
But this dirty blood has been completely entangled in the depths of the soul, that is, it must be cleaned inside and out.
After a long time, as the last drop of pure magic water fell, a blood-stained ghost stood up. There is no trace of blood stains tangled in the soul and ghost, and the inside and outside are as pure as glass, revealing a faint starlight.
Even there were sparks of wisdom in his eyes, but he was slightly weak, and his body became more and more transparent, as if he was about to break when the wind blew: "Thank you Master for helping, let me get out of the sea of suffering, the villain is grateful." ā
Tang Changsheng smiled slightly: "It's just a gesture, you are ......"
But I felt that this blood-stained ghost that I rescued casually was not very ordinary.
"The villain is a ghost under the command of the Chenghuang Yin Division, called Song Shan. ā
"I see!" Tang Changsheng said in his heart, no wonder this thing is not only a spirit ghost, but also a third-class Yin soldier.
The soul hook ghost is almost the elite of the Yin Division. No matter where you are, those who can be sent to handle business independently have always been elites.
appeased this Song Shan for a few words, and asked Zhang Tai to arrange it down.
There were two blood-stained ghosts left, and Tang Changsheng was now in deep thought.
At this time, through the experiment just now, Tang Changsheng already knew that this kind of blood-stained ghost could also be rescued and refined.
However, the resource mana consumed is ten times that of ordinary ghosts of the same level......
That's too much consumption!
In other words, the pure magic water that Tang Changsheng brought to save Song Shan just now was enough to refine the ten fierce ghosts.
Almost all the bit of family wealth that Tang Chang survived was consumed.
"This won't work ......"
Tang Changsheng secretly said in his heart, this bit of pure magic water was only accumulated last time when he was busy in the "Immortal Realm" for more than a month, and it could have been able to refine at least ten fierce ghosts, which greatly increased the strength of his subordinates.
But now it's wasted on a blood-stained ghost!
This is definitely not good, under Tang Changsheng's command, there are at least three or four hundred ghosts that have not yet been refined.
Not only did all the more than 300 ghosts that were subdued in the Netherworld this time not refined, but there were also fifty or sixty fierce ghosts locked up in the Heavenly King Pagoda who had not been refined......
Even if he doesn't do anything, even put down his cultivation and concentrate on refining these ghost soldiers, I'm afraid it will take a few years.
This is naturally impossible to do, and for a while, Tang Changsheng was really a little bit of a tooth flower.
"I heard that some authentic sects have tens of thousands of Dharma Protector Yin soldiers in their hands. Although it cannot be ruled out that it has been accumulated from generation to generation, it is also very likely that these big factions have the means to refine thousands of ghost things at one time...... It's a pity that my general temple doesn't have such means...... What a blissful annoyance!"
Tang Changsheng muttered to himself, he always thought that there were not enough Yin soldiers under his command, and even the resentful ghosts were caught to make up the number.
And now, the sacrifice of the many Yin soldiers under his command can't be refined, what is this not a happy trouble?(To be continued.) )