The changes in the internal situation seemed to catch Tie Feng off guard.
Wang Ye kept suppressing the ghost energy, and the iron piece also increased the energy supply.
After a long time, Wang Ye stabilized again, and at the same time he retreated about ten meters, as if he had suffered another unreasonable disaster.
The most painful thing was Du Ziren on the low stool.
His face was slightly distorted, his eyelids were twitching, and he was obviously not as calm as he looked.
But he didn't roar, as if he had already gotten used to it.
After about half an hour, the vision gradually dissipated, and another word appeared on the scripture on his face.
It’s just that there are already too many. Even if there is one more, if you don’t observe carefully, you won’t be able to see it.
"Are you sane?"
Du Ziren ignored his body that had just been tortured, and instead focused his attention on Wang Ye in the distance again, with a strong curiosity in his eyes.
Compared to torture, what he fears more...is loneliness.
In this desolate place, all you can see every day is a river.
There are no fish in the river.
He recovered for a long time.
Unable to practice, he spends his time with the river every day, seemingly free and easy, but very lonely.
Wang Ye nodded slightly and said nothing.
Seeing Wang Ye's behavior, Du Ziren seemed very happy: "Come on, come on, kid, sit here."
"I didn't expect to meet a ghost with intelligence. It's really rare."
"Did you know you were going to die?"
Wang Ye nodded again.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Du Ziren asked.
"Afraid."
"So, rescue you quickly, and I will complete the mission."
"Hurry up."
"Whatever you say outside, you and Po Meng and the others can say whatever you want."
Finally, Wang Ye spoke.
Judging from Du Ziren's state, there seemed to be nothing wrong and he was very conscious.
Including just now, he had endured the torture of Lingshan.
Moreover, Wang Ye observed that the scripture on his face had one more word, which meant that when his skin was filled with scriptures, the Lingshan Project would be successful.
At least looking at the current state, there isn't much room for writing on this guy's face.
Seeing Wang Ye speak, Du Ziren was obviously stunned for a moment.
After hearing the word Meng Po, his expression was a little strange: "Are you...Meng Po here to save me?"
"Um."
Wang Ye nodded.
Du Ziren smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't waste your efforts. These six relics are all Bodhisattva's. And there is also a Buddha's relic under my low stool."
"There's no way to crack it."
"At least the ghost general is not strong enough."
"But you were able to turn your body into a ghost. You're still alive. You're lucky."
"Follow the east for fifty miles and you will see the exit. If you are lucky enough to avoid the hidden chains there, you may have a chance to leave."
With that said, Du Ziren picked up the fishing rod again and threw the fishing line into the distance.
However, there is not even a hook on this fishing line, only a small stone is tied to it.
...
"Just tell me how I can save you."
"I'll try. If I can't save him, I'll leave naturally."
"If it weren't for the things that man left behind, I wouldn't have come in."
Wang Ye said it directly and without any politeness, as if he was stating some kind of fact.
Du Ziren's body stiffened and he looked at Wang Ye again, with some inexplicable charm in his eyes: "So you came here for that thing."
"If you say so, you can really try it."
"I didn't expect Fourth Sister to actually find her."
"Come! Save me quickly!"
Du Ziren completely lost the leisurely feeling before, but rubbed his hands excitedly, even throwing the fishing rod aside.
...
This old guy, just now, was acting like a master, calm and indifferent, not caring about life and death, and even suggested ways to leave on his own.
I didn't expect it to become like this in a blink of an eye...
The speed of changing faces is comparable to Zhang Ziliang.
Wang Ye complained in his heart and waited quietly for the next sentence.
"Actually, the real source of energy is the six Bodhisattva relics. They are like activating the switch, and then the formation on the ground is...well, the connection lines of energy. Through these lines, it will arouse the energy on the ground. The Buddha’s relics are suppressing me.”
"You can understand what I'm saying."
Du Ziren carefully organized the language and tried to make it as easy to understand as possible.
Wang Ye nodded lightly: "In other words, a closed loop has been formed here. To solve the problem, the first thing to do is to invalidate the energy switch, that is, the six Bodhisattva relics?"
"That's right!"
"The understanding is indeed very high!"
Du Ziren gave an obviously perfunctory compliment, and then continued: "But those six mummies are also very strong. They constantly absorb the energy from the relics to maintain themselves. If you touch the relics, you will be attacked by them. .”
"Probably...they are all half-king level."
"But here, the highest strength can only reach the level of a ghost general. These six half-kings are already in an invincible state."
"The old bald donkeys in Lingshan had already considered this when they set up this trap."
"The most important thing is that I was attacked while I was sleeping. The six Bodhisattva relics and the Buddha relics in the ground kept absorbing the energy in my body."
"I recover a little, and they suck a little to ensure their continuous circulation."
"But I can't control these, so I can only provide them with nutrients. In addition to the daily fixed consumption, the remaining energy will hit me, so there is no problem at all."
"When the sutra spreads completely throughout my body, all the energy contained in the relics will flow into my body and be replenished."
"And the formation formed by the scriptures will help me absorb ghost energy faster."
"Then in this riotous spirit I'll... blow up!"
"I don't know who designed it. It's really insidious."
Du Ziren cursed.
Wang Ye's expression gradually became serious.
Six and a half kings.
Moreover, there are relics that provide energy, which means that you are not afraid of protracted battles.
If you pick one by yourself, you might have a chance.
But six...
It's too difficult, or impossible.
Even if you only fight one person, you have to consider whether the ghost energy in your body will not be suppressed, causing problems in your promotion.
What depresses Wang Ye the most is...
The biggest source of difficulty for him turned out to be the seemingly harmless old man he needed to save.
What if we cite them one by one?
Probably not.
Even if he could, he would definitely be promoted and self-destructed after six consecutive battles.
It seems... to be in some kind of deadlock.
Wang Ye kept thinking. Suddenly, he didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Maybe... this game can be played like this."
