The soul evil object that Xie Fuling used on the cloud platform was about the size of a thumb, but the one that Qu Yitang took out in front of him was even smaller.
Even so, the three people in the palace did not dare to underestimate it.
When Zhao Chun killed Xie Fuling, Qu Yitang had not yet arrived at the ancient land of Dahu, and Taoist Konggu had not looked at it in detail, so she stepped forward, took the evil object, and carefully distinguished it from the previous one. the difference.
I didn't realize it before, but as soon as I took it, the evil aura rushing towards me was like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food, suddenly trying to pounce on Zhao Chun's sea of consciousness and devour the power of the soul inside!
"Be careful!" Qu Yitang was shocked by this change and quickly held her wrist to suppress the evil thing.
"It's okay." Zhao Xuan nodded and spoke to reassure him. A ball of bright fire suddenly burst out from his palm, instantly wrapping the blood-red bead in it, and warned the blood fire not to swallow it.
After seeing that she had indeed not been hurt by the evil thing, Qu Yitang relaxed and looked at the evil thing with Zhao Chun.
The beads were crystal clear, not like lotus seeds like those of monks. Instead, they were slightly oval. Before I got it, I thought it was a kind of amber among pearls and jade. After I actually got it in my hands, I realized that this evil thing actually had something. Warm and soft to the touch. Looking carefully, there is a black spot in the middle, which is constantly undulating and stirring, like a living thing!
Zhao Shun's mind was deep, and he concentrated on the one on Xie Fuling's body. There seemed to be a little bit of darkness in it...?
But it’s not as conspicuous as the one in front of you!
"This thing is somewhat similar to a chicken egg."
Qu Yitang chuckled, but the next moment he felt that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit dull, he turned back the corner of his mouth and raised his hand to touch his nose.
"Indeed." Zhao Shun nodded gently following the words. If the blood-red beads in his hand were compared to chicken eggs, the outermost flexible layer would be the egg shell, with the fluid egg white inside, and the black dots would represent the undeveloped chicken. If you think about it this way, the evil object in front of you is more precious and superior than the one in Xie Fuling's hand!
She told Qu Yitang and Taoist Konggu about her speculations, and said: "The soul of a monk is the most fragile. If there is no treasure on the body that specifically protects the soul, after being damaged by external forces, it is very easy for the soul to collapse and the sea of consciousness to collapse." Collapse. But this is not the case in the Dantian. During our practice, we have built spiritual foundations and nourished the spirit lotus, and have already made the Dantian barrier extremely tough and stable. This is why the monks use the sea of consciousness to accommodate the power of the Yuan Shen, but the body of the Yuan Shen is placed in the Dantian. reasons."
Everyone in the world of Chongxiao knows this common sense. Qu Yitang just nodded after hearing it, but Taoist Konggu's eyes were full of brilliance. It was obviously the first time he heard it. Zhao Chun secretly recorded this strange situation in his heart, and then said: "When the monk dies and the Dantian dissipates, the soul inside will transfer to the sea of consciousness, absorb the power of the soul, and finally emerge from the center of the eyebrows. Come out in order to find life. There are people with evil intentions who specialize in capturing these separated souls, either swallowing them and refining them, or sacrificing them into magical instruments for their own use. This evil thing in front of us should be Come here for the soul sacrifice!"
Speaking of this, she sneered and said: "For seventy-seven and forty-nine days after the soul leaves the body, it will continue to look for a receptor that can seize its body and be reincarnated. It will also continue to avoid the monks who capture the soul. If it cannot be avoided, , most Yuanshen would rather destroy themselves than take advantage of others, so it is difficult to find and catch them. In order to ensure that Yuanshen is always available for practice, these people will kill people to obtain the gods, and even keep monks in captivity like livestock until the Yuanshen can breed them. Then harvest a crop."
"This!" Taoist Konggu couldn't help but exclaimed and said angrily, "This move is against humanity and is a heinous crime. How can it be tolerated by the law of heaven?"
"Heaven and Earth are unkind, treating all things as stupid dogs. All living beings are just one of all things in the way of heaven. They are governed by inaction and there will be no bias. Whether it is the strong bullying the weak or ethnic groups fighting against each other, as long as they do not pose a threat to the way of heaven itself , then it can be tolerated." Qu Yitang said, while secretly sneering, although the world says that the way of heaven is impartial, it never misses anything that is beneficial to strengthening itself.
That’s why it is said that monks practice Taoism against heaven. Just because the realm becomes deeper and deeper, the connection with the way of heaven becomes closer, the more selfish and biased the way of heaven can be seen, just like humans, and the desire to break through the constraints of this layer of rules becomes stronger.
"If fellow Taoists think that this move is not tolerated by heaven, then how can the Shinto monks outside the lake continue to prosper and become so powerful that they are now overwhelming?"
Konggu Taoist Qu Yitang asked back, but was silent for a long time. To be honest, when he was young, he only lived outside the lake for a few years. Compared with the long years, it was actually very short. During those years, in order to avoid being intercepted and killed by others, he did not go deep into the Shinto monk sect. He only traveled around the outer edges and saw the hardships of the old monks' life. In addition, the old cultivators in the Great Lakes have very little understanding of the outside world, so to this day, they have no idea what the Shinto monks are doing, and they are like frogs at the bottom of a well, trapped in a corner.
Seeing his gloomy expression and clenched his fists, he said solemnly, "A Shinto monk actually..." Zhao Xun sighed and then continued what he had said before:
"After Xie Fuling used the evil object, her strength increased by more than several times. Ordinary Ning Yuan could only be killed face to face. How can a single Yuan Shen be so effective? I'm afraid it must have been refined by countless monks. , to get such an evil thing.
"What makes me even more puzzled is that she can retain her self-awareness to distinguish friends from enemies under the erosion of such a powerful power of the soul... Did the Suyang Sect prepare her in advance?"
This question was about Fenxuan, the man in front of him who was harboring evil objects. When he saw everyone looking at him and was afraid of Qu Yitang's strength, he could only grit his teeth and said: "The master seems to have given her a technique for her to practice in seclusion. I don’t know what the technique is." After saying that, he suddenly trembled and realized that when the master handed this thing to him, there was no technique given to him, and according to what Zhao Chun said, Xie Fuling can maintain consciousness. It seems to be related to that skill... What is the purpose of being the leader!
"Wouldn't you know what the purpose is if you try it?"
Suddenly a man pushed out the door of the back hall. He was unusually tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was extremely handsome. There was a rather deep crack between his eyebrows, which was darker than his skin.
"Fellow Daoist Qi!" Qu Yitang didn't know how this man came to the front hall, but he greeted him politely. After Zhao Xuan made a gift, he handed over the evil object in his hand to see what he had to say.
After all, there are specialties in the arts, and the man in front of him is Qi Bochong, a soul cultivator from the Yuecang Sect in the Twelve Points Mystery. This monk specializes in the cultivation of the soul, and his methods are frightening, whether it is searching for souls and objects, or When it comes to identifying people and destroying delusions, ordinary Dharma cultivation cannot compare with them!
He stretched out a big hand and put it on the top of Fenxuan's head of the Suyang sect. The whites of his eyes instantly turned up. When Qi Bochong passed over with the evil object in his other hand, the man was even more shocked. He screamed, his limbs couldn't help convulsing, and foam gradually overflowed from his lips when he opened and closed them!
