"Song Xin, General Bai is here..." Xiaoyu also saw everything that happened today. She did not play around with Song Xin. After spending time with Song Xin for a long time, she gradually realized that it was not easy for mortals to survive.
"Thank you, General Fan, are you here to collect the souls?"
"Yes, the two of us came here to collect the souls. We saw that the Lord was meditating, so we did not disturb him. There is one more thing that I want to remind you of."
"General, please tell me what's going on." Xie Bian said.
"Sir, killing people indiscriminately will hurt your luck."
Song Xin chuckled, "Thank you both for reminding me, I've discovered it."
Xiaoyu said angrily: "Isn't it possible to use magic and spiritual energy? Isn't it possible to fight back if others want to kill him?"
Xie Bian said: "Well... although it won't trigger divine punishment, your luck will still be damaged. Please think twice next time and don't get angry easily. If you kill someone in anger, your luck will be damaged."
Song Xin nodded silently. Not only was Song Ya injured in this battle, but he also lost ten points of luck. It was really not worth the gain. Moreover, because of his lust for killing, Song Xin accidentally injured many of his own people. Now many recruits are trembling in fear when they see him, and they stay away from him when they encounter him while walking.
After a while, he asked: "The souls of these dead soldiers, including those killed by me...can we arrange for them to be put into families where they will not suffer in the next life? They have been miserable in this life, and now they die in misfortune. I hope they can be born into good families in the next life." .”
"These people have to be judged by the judge before they can decide where to go. This is the rule of the underworld. We are just collecting their souls and handing them over to the judge. We have no right to decide where they go. Please forgive me."
"Can you two please make a request to the judge?" Xiaoyu said.
"We really don't dare. This is overstepping our authority."
"Hey, okay, there are really rules in this world. But if there are no rules, it won't work." Song Xin sighed.
"Two generals, you can do what you want, Song Xin bothered you." Song Xin said to them.
"Sir, if they are killed by practitioners, when they are reincarnated a hundred years later, their luck will be better than in this life." Xie Bi'an said with relief.
"A hundred years, a hundred years...hey, okay."
"A hundred years from now, will I still be here? Maybe I've turned into dust..." Song Xin thought.
"My lord, general, I'll go collect the souls and take my leave for now." Generals Xie and Fan bowed to say goodbye.
Song Xin looked at Xiaoyu and asked: "Xiaoyu, do you regret following me out? I suddenly feel that it would be better for you to live in that garden all the time."
"I don't regret it. Song Xin is good to Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu should also be good to Song Xin. Xiaoyu is not afraid of anything when he is around you." Xiaoyu said firmly with a serious look on her face.
"Thank you, Xiaoyu..." Xiaoyu's words gave Song Xin a very warm feeling. Unknowingly, this little ghost had become his closest friend.
At this time, his corps commanders Zhou Zhong and Liu Mu ran over in a panic, "Master Shidao, Master Song Ya, please go and have a look..."
Song Xin felt her temples jump and guessed what happened.
Following Zhou Zhong to the outside of the tent where Song Ya lived, he heard a muffled murmur from inside, with pain in the voice, as if he was having a nightmare.
Song Ya was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, but he looked unconscious.
However, at this time, Song Ya's mind was full of horrific scenes.
Song Xin knelt down with a solemn expression and gently touched Song Ya's forehead. His hands were hot.
"Zhou Zhong, go get some cloth, soak it in cold water and bring it back." Zhou Zhong and Liu Mu responded, turned around and went out.
"Xiaoyu, what's going on?"
Bangu said: "Sir, Bangu is incompetent. He allowed Master Song Ya to contaminate my soul essence."
"I know that you are trying to protect his soul, so there is no need to blame yourself. Is his life in danger now?"
Bangu said: "There is no danger to his life. His soul has been restricted in my body and will not escape, but...but..."
"Oh, tell me quickly!" Xiaoyu urged anxiously.
Bangu sighed and said: "I am a ghost soldier, and my soul essence carries the aura of hell. There are some memories of hell in it. Therefore, Lord Song Ya should have seen some scenes of hell... If he My spirit is not strong enough...I am afraid that when I recover in the future, I will become stupid."
At this moment, Song Ya suddenly stretched out his arms and grabbed the sky, his fingers twisted abnormally. Normally, human fingers would never be able to create such a twisted shape.
Song Ya's neck was tilted to one side, twisted at an incredible angle, and you could clearly hear his bones making a crisp sound like breaking branches due to excessive compression. The corners of Song Ya's mouth were crooked, his teeth bit his lip, and bright red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, as if the fear in his body turned into a red snake crawling out of his mouth.
"Don't...don't cook me!!! Ah...go away...ah...don't dig out my intestines...go away! go away! Ah!!!" The voice was miserable. It felt like I was really dragged into hell and tortured by having my intestines cooked in oil. In front of his eyes was a lake of fire. Countless red-burned pillars were inserted into the lake of fire. On each pillar, there was another person tied up with red iron chains, who was burnt black and indistinguishable.
Song Ya saw two ghost soldiers with hideous names, one with sallow skin and the other with half a skeleton, dragging him towards a boiling oil pan...
Song Ya struggled and howled, but his voice seemed to be sealed in an airtight urn. He could only hear the echo of his shouting, but it could not reach the outside at all.
Ban Gu knew very well what Song Ya saw now, and said to Song Xin apologetically: "Master, what he saw was the scene of us punishing the villains when we were in hell. If this memory is not erased, he may lose his life for the rest of his life." All will be tortured.”
Seeing Song Ya's ferocious and painful look, Song Xin asked, "Is there a way to solve it?"
"Only spiritual energy can remove soul elements, but Lord Song Ya has no spiritual core,"
Song Xin asked anxiously: "What if I use my spiritual energy?"
"His body is too weak. As long as your spiritual energy enters his meridians, it will burst his meridians... and will kill him immediately." Huang Pi's voice said.
"I have an idea." Bangu said at this time.
"you say!"
"If your Excellency can send a zhenqi to Song Ya to strengthen his original zhenqi, maybe he can remove the soul element by himself. As soon as the soul element is gone, these memories of hell will also go with it. However, your zhenqi and Lifespan may be compromised.”
Before he finished speaking, Song Xin's eyes narrowed, and he pinched Song Ya's struggling arms, and at the same time pumped himself with a strain of Qi and sent it over.
As soon as his true energy left his body, a feeling of weakness came over him instantly. Even a practitioner will become weak if he loses a ray of true energy. But Song Ya suddenly became quiet because of this qi, his struggling and twisted face became peaceful, his breathing became calm, and he fell into a deep sleep.
"Huh..." Song Xin breathed a long sigh of relief. He didn't expect it to be really useful, but when he wanted to stand up, he felt dizzy and almost fell down. Looking inside, it turns out that one of his true qi is missing, and now there are only ten left. The adaptive true qi used to transform the mysterious energy and practice, there is only one.
This true energy lasts for ten years. If it is not restored in time, the cultivation level will be damaged.
"For the next three days, at midnight every day, when the Yang Qi is at its weakest, I will help Master Song Ya absorb this Qi. After three days, the soul element should be eliminated." Ban Gu said.
"Yes, I remember." Song Xin's character is very affectionate. Hearing that Song Ya can be saved, he is willing to lose some cultivation. Since arriving here, Song Ya has been one of the best people to him, and he is a relative in this life, so he is even more obligated.
"Song Xin, are you okay?" Xiaoyu felt uncomfortable when she saw Song Xin's weak look.
Song Xin's face turned a little pale, and he said comfortingly: "It's just that I'm missing some strain energy, I'm a little weak, and I'll recover soon. I need to breathe out for a while, so don't disturb me."
"Yes." Xiaoyu and Huangpibangu agreed and stopped talking.
"Sir..." At this time, Zhou Zhong walked in with a small wooden bucket and saw that Song Ya looked much better, while Song Xin closed his eyes beside him, as if he was asleep.
"I'm afraid he's too tired today." Zhou Zhong slowed down, walked to Song Ya, and wiped the sweat from his cheeks with a wet cloth.
"He is quite a careful person." Song Xin had already sensed Zhou Zhong's arrival and saw that he was taking good care of Song Ya without disturbing him. Among the three of Zhang Hu, Zhou Zhong, and Liu Mu, Zhang Hu has a bad temper and straightforward personality, Zhou Zhong has a delicate mind, and Liu Mu is cautious.
Song Xin was relieved and no longer paid attention to the middle of the week. Instead, he opened "The Theory of Zhou Tian Cycle" in his consciousness and looked up the content explaining the role of zhenqi.
The seven true qi of mortals are divided into the brain, heart and lungs, liver and spleen, gastrointestinal tract, kidneys, meridians, hair and skin. There are three additional paths that emerge after breaking through to the realm of the Mingxin Alchemist. Two of them are responsible for the spiritual core and the sea of consciousness. These nine paths are called the original energy.
The remaining one is used as the "adaptive true energy" used in practice, used to transform the profound energy and feed it back into the other nine channels of true energy. The higher the cultivation level, the more "adaptive true energy" that can be used, and the greater the total amount of profound energy that can be transformed at the same time. The effect of feeding back the original Qi will also be better.
The more profound energy is transformed, the faster the spiritual core, sea of consciousness, and body will grow. Song Xin broke through to the second level of the Mingxin Alchemist Realm, and had two more available "resilient Qi". The ability to breathe out mysterious energy has been greatly enhanced. But there are pros and cons in everything. Exhaling more profound energy will put more pressure on the meridians.
Once the original Qi is damaged, it must be repaired through elixirs, either by swallowing Qi pills or by swallowing spiritual herbs that replenish the Qi. If the adaptive energy is lost, it can be slowly replenished through practice.
If you can save Song Ya's life, even if you lose a few qi, it's nothing. Anyway, you can replenish it through practice. And Song Ya will also get many benefits because of this extra energy, such as his life span will be instantly increased by ten years, his health will be better in the future, and he will be less likely to get sick, etc.
After reading this, Song Xin breathed a sigh of relief.
