Balian cut off his wide sleeves and wrapped the dead baby.
On one side of the lake, pits were dug to bury them, and the remains and bones of the eighty-three children were collected and buried one by one.
Suddenly, the green bead exuded a beautiful jasper luster.
Bailian's heart moved. She held up the cool jade bead and looked at it carefully.
I saw thousands of strands of bright light sinking into his eyebrows, without any cold hostility, just like gentle spring rain falling into the sea of consciousness.
Bai Lian was a little stunned.
With the slight movement of thoughts, shallow ripples appeared on the dead lake surface, and the ripples spread, not the ripples and scattering of natural laws.
The little ripples were pulled by Bai Lian's consciousness and spread out.
This jade bead actually contains the resentment cultivation of the drowned child woman in the past ten years.
No, that's not right.
The drowned child woman is a lower-class ghost. Even if she gathers her soul for ten years, she still cannot have the power to control the five elements.
Among the jade beads, the power pouring into the sea of consciousness between Baili'an's eyebrows was like clear spring water, and even faintly surpassed the power of the ghost refined by the secret method of the Demon Sect.
Only Yin ghosts with special abilities can control the powers of the five elements.
There are three living things, and those with the ability to control water are extremely rare.
The beautiful mermaids in the sea are one of a kind.
If you have the body of a Yin ghost, you must be a water ghost who has been practicing for at least thirty years before you can gain some water-bending power.
Moreover, the water to be controlled must be in the realm of Huiyin before it can be controlled.
But Balian was vaguely aware that the power of controlling water in his body was not much weaker than those water ghosts who had practiced for hundreds of years.
As his heart moved, the spiritual power node in You Mansion exuded pure spiritual power that did not belong to the corpse, and the pure Yin Gui energy lingered between the fingers of his palm, reflecting it.
The frost and dew on the leaves in the forest turned into crystal water droplets.
As Bai Lian's arm slowly lifted, it floated in the air regardless of the gravity of the sky and the earth, just like thousands of falling rain falling backwards in the sky. It was so beautiful.
Balian looked at the scene in front of him and unconsciously squeezed the jade bead in his palm.
This phenomenon proves that he can not only control the yin and harsh water in this dead lake, but can even control the living and soft water between heaven and earth, the jade dew clear spring.
This is the water of Guiyin.
How could this be?
Bailian was extremely puzzled.
There is no doubt that the woman who just passed away was truly a dodged child woman. If not, she would never have been easily subdued by him.
It is impossible for low-level ghosts to have the power to control water, let alone the Guiyin energy that can only be practiced by human monks.
Guishui is in the sky, like jade dew and clear frost; on the ground, it is the veins of clear spring water; it is the water that gives birth to the spring moon. It symbolizes the life of the dynasty and nourishes all things.
He looked down at the jade beads in his palm that had lost their luster, as if all the resentment in them had poured into his body.
Resentment?
wrong!
Bailian's eyes suddenly condensed, he picked up the beads and looked at them repeatedly, his face was slightly moved.
The jade bead that was a relic of that woman indeed carried ten years of her resentment, but at the moment when her body and soul disappeared, the resentment in the bead actually turned into pure willpower.
Between heaven and earth, overseas fairy mountains, only the power of merit can turn things around and transform yin and yang.
It turned out that at the moment when the woman was willing to be transformed, he unknowingly completed a meritorious creation. Using the jade bead relic of the woman as a medium, he transformed the resentment in the bead into the power of will.
Later, the eighty-three young children and the stillborn babies were buried. The power of merit not only changed the nature of the medium jade bead, but also greatly enhanced the aspiration power in it.
Bai Lian also didn't expect that his unintentional actions could actually achieve this.
He looked at the sword on his waist.
The Autumn Water Sword given to her by Jiujiu Girl was originally water-based, and now he has the power of water-bending. Although he is not yet a great practitioner of water-bending, the two complement each other, and their power cannot be underestimated.
Unknowingly, Bai Lian also broke through to the third level of Kaiyuan with the help of this Guishui spiritual power.
On second thought, he was only one day away from breaking through to the second level of Kaiyuan.
Even the geniuses cultivated by hundreds of immortal families in the world are absolutely impossible to achieve breakthroughs in such a short period of time.
People have bottlenecks, and the sea has an end.
There is a limit to the capacity of a practitioner who takes the spirit into his body.
After breaking through one limit, there is still plenty of energy left to hit another limit again.
But Bai Lian had an extremely strange feeling.
The yin and yang Dao fish in the body rotates slowly, and the two forces of yin and yang are connected, just like the fusion of night and day.
Yesterday, while breaking through the limits of the corpse demon and awakening new talents, the power of darkness within his body grew.
Under the overthrow of the black shadow, it symbolizes that the balance of yin and yang is broken correspondingly by the light and day, forming a weak trend.
And this unbalanced state, where one is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and black and white are competing, just like all things competing to protect each other, has formed a state in which no limit can be seen.
Although it sounds a bit ridiculous, after Bailian broke through the second level one after another at this moment, the Yin and Yang forces were balanced, but he still didn't see the bottleneck.
The empty body is like a deep ocean, as if it can accommodate more rivers.
The arms slowly hung down, and the mist condensed into frosty cold beads and scattered in the forest.
Balian touched his eyebrows with his fingers, and the wishing power was being merged into his sea of consciousness, leaving only a residual breath.
Mother?...
He has no regrets or anger about the child's vagina. At first, he just regarded her as food for little rabbits, so he hunted her in this way.
But when his five sharp fingers penetrated her head, the woman's extreme sorrow and resentment during her lifetime, and all kinds of emotions were burned directly into his heart like a raging fire.
A girl becomes pregnant before marriage, and the villagers and even her own parents, regardless of cause and effect, mark her as 'unclean'.
But who knew that the girl also had an unwavering and loyal love.
There is no order from the parents and the word from the matchmaker.
But she has a husband whom she really likes and is willing to wait for his return.
In this life and in this body, I only serve one true heart, so how can I be called unclean?
A promise from his heart and a promise in exchange for his half-life military service.
Nuo said that when they returned, they talked about mulberry and hemp and got married in red clothes.
However, she did not wait for her young general.
Beauty and black hair, after all, it is difficult to become a pair with dry bones.
She drowned in an unknown lake. She did not act decisively for her parents and villagers and turned into a fierce ghost. She just wanted the child in her belly to open her eyes and see the prosperity of this world.
There are three thousand floating worlds, and prosperity is like a dream.
Is it the ghosts that are harming people, or are there evil spirits hidden in the human heart?
Balian didn't want to think about this issue anymore.
The rabbit in his arms had already fallen asleep. He found a fat wild radish in the forest and stuffed it into the rabbit's arms.
I saw it unconsciously hugging the thick and juicy carrot with its paws, moving its ears and continuing to sleep soundly.
The water on the sleeves of the corpse was still wet, and the fingertips were black and stained with blood. Balian took an umbrella and left this deep mountain forest where no one had returned.
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