[Congratulations to the host for capturing a ghost fairy. Evil people must be tortured by evil people. There is a new torturer in the tongue pulling hell. 】
[The suffering of the evil ghosts in hell will become a steady stream of evil thoughts and become a source of power for the host! 】
[The hell is currently empty, and the host is asked to capture more evil spirits to fill it. 】
Lin Beichen unfolded the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and there was indeed a large stain in it. Looking carefully, it was the old god.
At this moment, he kept spitting out sparks, which splashed onto the three little devils Sun San'er, Zhang Bao and Yang Ping, causing them to scream in agony.
Waves of painful and twisted power poured into Lin Beichen's body.
However, this power gave Lin Beichen peace and tranquility in his heart, as well as a trace of compassion.
Only when the wicked are punished can the hearts of the good be peaceful and joyful.
Evil will be rewarded with evil is the way this world should be!
Each time the sparks burn, the black karma on the three evil ghosts is reduced a little. Perhaps after they have endured enough pain, their sins will be eliminated and they will be freed from the torture of the eighteen levels of hell.
Lin Beichen then took out the fragment of the statue that was rewarded by the system, and with a slight tap, a glide of ice crystals suddenly sprang up from the fragment of the statue - the fragment of cold soul.
The fragment exploded and then turned into countless ice fragments and threw them into Lin Beichen's right fist.
[Congratulations to the host Po Yang Cold Light Magical Power for evolving into Po Yang Xuan Bing. Continuing to obtain fragments of idols of the same attribute will increase the level of Po Yang Xuan Bing. 】
Lin Beichen felt that the coldness in his right fist was overwhelming, and the air around the fist produced pieces of ice crystals that slowly fell down, which was incomparable with the cold air released before.
The magical power that Lin Beichen obtained when he obtained the peach wood fragments was called Fen Yin Fire Power. Obviously, getting the fragments of the statue can give him exclusive magical powers that match the fragments.
Then Lin Beichen saw the cold moonlight in the sky turn into strands of silver threads and merge into Han Po's fist, as if charging Han Po's fist.
Perhaps Taomu Fist can also be charged with Yang Gang Qi during the day to make up for the consumed Yang Gang Qi.
And he felt that his fists were attracted to each other. When the two fists met, there was some unpredictable force brewing.
Lin Beichen couldn't help but think of the principle of yin and yang mutually reinforcing each other, but his current cultivation was weak and he was unable to really condense this power.
There are also soul-capturing banners.
Lin Beichen had never come into contact with a vagina and was very curious about this treasure. With a slight shake of his hand, something with billowing black ghostly aura appeared in his hand.
This soul-stirring flag is one meter high and looks like a white lantern. It has a big word "Die" written on it and a long tassel on the bottom.
Lin Beichen immediately felt a little unlucky.
Because this soul-drawing flag is exactly the same as the soul-drawing flag drawn by a dead person.
It's just that the flags in the previous life were made of white paper, but the material of this flag is very strange. It has a silk-like touch, but it is made of white smoke. It is very light. It seems to be nothing in the hand, and the snow-white tassels follow it. The wind dances and slowly escapes.
Lin Beichen shook his head slightly, and many blue-white light spots suddenly appeared on the sky map. He looked in surprise and saw many souls suddenly gathering around him.
Some of these souls crawled out of the soil, some walked out of houses, and some came out of the mouths of dolls outside the village.
Each of their faces was pale and broken, and most of them were blurred until they were just shadows. Their eyes were dull, but an indescribable resentment hovered around them.
Later, these lonely ghosts were attracted by the soul-catching flags, and they rushed to throw themselves into the flags.
As the souls continued to enter, Lin Beichen felt that the soul-capturing flag began to gain weight.
After collecting all these ghosts and ghosts, Lin Beichen shook the soul flag, and a ball made of hundreds of souls immediately emerged from it. This monster was filled with resentment and roared at Lin Beichen.
Lin Beichen seemed to feel their resentment. They were all people who died in vain. Their souls were attacked by Yang Gang Qi between heaven and earth. Their will has dissipated, leaving only a strong resentment that lingers for a long time. These ghosts who died in vain have lost their spirituality. It is no longer possible to judge whether they have done evil. They cannot enter the hell map and have nowhere to take them. They can only wander between heaven and earth.
A trace of compassion flashed in Lin Beichen's eyes. These are souls that have experienced countless sufferings. Behind each soul is a miserable experience.
Lin Beichen waved the soul-capturing flag, and the resentful ghost immediately became intimate with him. The ball collapsed and crawled in front of Lin Beichen like a fluid.
Lin Beichen moved slightly, and the monster also moved and changed into various shapes.
Lin Beichen's heart moved slightly and his palms formed a circle.
As expected, the monster then recovered into a huge, compact ball.
make a fist.
The monster instantly changed its shape and turned into a huge fist. The dead ghosts showed their heads and feet on the fist, squirmed and roared.
Lin Beichen tried several more images, and the monster could be perfectly presented. As long as Lin Beichen could think of it, he could make it exactly right.
Lin Beichen suddenly figured out something. With a thought in his mind, a huge god with three heads and six arms appeared in front of Lin Beichen.
This... the divine dharma image?
Although it is fake, it is quite bluffing!
At this moment, the sound of crying suddenly came.
At first it was just one family crying, but soon it spread to the entire village.
At one time, hundreds of households in the entire village, set against the backdrop of red lanterns, were crying loudly, and it was extremely tragic.
Lin Beichen collected the dead ghost with a soul-calling flag, came to a house, and looked out the window.
I saw a family of six kneeling in front of the earth god statue enshrined in the house, crying and heartbroken.
And the head of the Earth God they knelt down to was broken, and black blood trickled out.
Lin Beichen frowned slightly, and wanted to open the door and ask, but there was a faint oppressive atmosphere in the eastern sky, and it seemed that it was almost dawn.
In the midst of sad cries, Lin Beichen walked out of the village and quickly ran back to the ruined temple.
Back in the temple, Lin Beichen looked at the dilapidated appearance everywhere, whipped up a gust of wind and swept out all the dirt and weeds in the temple.
At this moment, he really began to look at the statue that represented his physical body.
The statue of the god made of loess and straw is not draped in red or green, nor is it traced with gold lines, nor is it decorated with gems. It is ordinary, mottled and broken, but it gives people a sense of generosity, warmth and intimacy.
The face of the statue is slightly similar to Lin Beichen, with his head held high and his chest high, and he is quite upright.
At this time, the soul-calling flag flew out automatically and swayed gently, and the hundreds of ghosts who died in vain flowed out of it.
These dead ghosts climbed up to the beams like mud, and the roof immediately stretched out beams and tiles. In the blink of an eye, the repair was completed. Although it was still crude, it could at least provide shade and shelter from the sun and rain.
In the end, there were still a few dead ghosts who had nowhere to go. They rushed around eagerly, fell from the beams, and landed in front of Lin Beichen. They turned into a palm-sized crude incense burner and landed at the feet of the statue. They looked very shabby. .
Picking up the incense burner, Lin Beichen couldn't help but click his tongue again and again. This looked like setting out a bowl to beg for food, which was so unworthy!
He looked up and saw a pair of eyes suddenly opened on the dark beams, staring at him blankly.
An unreasonable feeling arose spontaneously. These ghosts who died in vain were waiting for relief and eagerly followed him, hoping that he could resolve their grievances.
Lin Beichen is still too weak now. When he becomes stronger, these souls will benefit!
Accompanied by a loud crowing of pheasants, a hot and oppressive wind came from the east, traveling thousands of miles away in an instant.
This is the strong wind that rushes from the sun and is filled with fierce yang energy.
Lin Beichen's heart froze and he threw himself into the statue.
Entering the statue, he immediately felt much more at ease.
Lin Beichen looked at the thirty-two points of Yin De data in front of him and fell into deep thought.
Originally he wanted to use Yin De to upgrade Po Yang Han Guang, but now that Po Yang Han Guang has advanced to Po Yang Xuan Bing, he does not need to consume Yin De for the time being. It is better to accumulate Yin De to survive the heavenly tribulation and improve his realm.
The biggest crisis he faces now is that he doesn't know when Tianjun will come to his door.
Tianjun is a fifth-level ghost and immortal, and he is only a seventh-level one. They are two realms apart, so he has no chance of winning in a fight.
It's like a 48kg mini-lightweight boxer jumping up to fight a 91kg heavyweight.
Regardless of skills, heavyweights and mini-lightweights may not be able to penetrate the opponent's armored defense if they stand still.
After thinking for a long time, there is no magic solution. Either escape, fight, or according to the Marriage Queen, go to Yuan City to try his luck. In short, he has to find a way to become stronger in the shortest possible time!
Lin Beichen gradually felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.
Although he was asleep, Lin Beichen still vaguely felt someone walking into the temple, stopping to chat.
"Tianjun will be getting married in a month. What tributes have you prepared?"
"Well, you also know that my family is very poor. I'm going to the woods to see if I can hunt a bear fox and skin it so that I can present it to the Emperor. What about you?"
"Forget it, my wife is going to give Tianjun a big gift. I heard that Tianjun will refine the Yin weapon magic weapon after his wedding. She is going to sell the dowry jewelry to buy a boy to present to Tianjun. If Tianjun is satisfied, Maybe you can help me find an official position in the yamen, and I can ensure harvests despite droughts and floods in the future..."
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"I heard that Tianjun's wedding partner this time is Mu Chenxue, the daughter of human immortal Mu Daoguang. I heard that she is a first-class beauty from Tianxiang Country. Tsk tsk..."
"Who is Mu Daoguang?"
"Mu Daoguang is the City God of Yuanxing City. He somehow offended Yuan Xian and was killed by Yuan Xian. It is said that even his corpse was turned into immortal zombie."
"As soon as Mu Daoguang died, his family, wife and daughter were rewarded to Yuan Xian's subordinates. Tianjun is Yuan Xian's confidant, so he can naturally get a share of the pie..."
