At the same time, He Pingan had just turned around and stood upright, covering his breath, when he felt that there seemed to be a mysterious breath coming along the heavenly path to explore. It lingered in the void for a long time, but He Pingan's breath was not found. Retreat slowly.
"Sure enough, there are still experts who can avoid the influence of the chaos of heaven. I don't know which legendary expert it is..."
He Ping'an thought in his heart and became a little more cautious about this trip to southern Xinjiang.
The most urgent task at this time is to find a way to improve one's own strength in order to play a decisive role in the war in southern Xinjiang.
Immediately afterwards, his consciousness penetrated into the world of human books. At this time, the tree demon grandma was leading Fa Ming and the ghosts of the scorpion demon king to explore around a valley without any Yin Qi, trying to escape from it.
But whenever they just took off, they were blocked by an invisible barrier and couldn't leave at all.
Here is a place of absolute darkness that He Ping'an specially separated from the world of human books to isolate the yin energy. If any ghost comes here, the yin energy in the body will slowly be lost and replenished into the world of human books.
However, at this time, the three ghost spirits of the tree demon grandma have just entered here, and the Yin Qi in the body has not been lost much, and it can still maintain a certain fighting capacity.
"Let you make a fuss first!"
He Ping'an glanced at the three souls of the tree demon grandma in the Jueyin Valley, and then turned his eyes to look elsewhere.
All the Yin soldiers in the Heroic Soul Valley, under the leadership of Wei Jinghuan, cooperated with Zhang San to attack the demon clan in the eastern part of southern Xinjiang. They all mobilized, so the Heroic Soul Valley seemed empty at this time.
But other places in the world of human books are already full of souls!
The city built by He Ping'an before has housed many ghosts one after another.
After arriving in southern Xinjiang, whether it was the war on Zhang San or Emperor Longqing's side, the ghosts of all the sacrificed soldiers were absorbed into the world of human books by He Ping'an.
There are already 20,000 ghosts.
Along the way, I saw some human slaves who died tragically. Before their souls fell into the netherworld, He Ping'an was also absorbed into the world of human books. At this time, there were already 30,000 ghosts in the city.
Of course, these are nothing compared to the ghosts controlled by the tree demon grandma.
Grandma Dryad alone dispatched millions of ghosts in this battle.
Among them, there are about 400,000 human ghosts and more than 600,000 demon ghosts.
At this time, they all fell into the world of human books, occupying the entire world of human books.
However, because they lost the control of the Dryad Grandma, all the ghosts have regained their consciousness, with a trace of confusion in their eyes.
Their memories still linger on the moment when they were devoured by the tree demon grandma.
"point!"
He Ping'an fell into the air, and with one hand, Yin Qi surged, immediately dividing all the ghosts into two camps according to race.
Immediately afterwards, among the demon clan ghosts, countless demon clan ghosts who had evil auras and were obviously eating countless people suddenly let out bursts of miserable howls.
I saw bloody threads suddenly appearing in their souls, like bloodthirsty leeches, constantly sucking the Yin Qi from their bodies.
In just a quarter of an hour, all the 300,000 demon souls present were sucked into the purest yin energy by the blood-colored threads and disappeared into the void.
In the demon camp, there were less than 10,000 ghosts left in an instant.
The remaining ghost souls were pure, and most of them were demons from vegetation, mountains, and rocks, and occasionally there were some animal demons. At this time, they looked at He Pingan in mid-air, their eyes full of fear.
Although they still don't understand what happened, they also know at this time that it must be the person who suddenly appeared in mid-air and wiped out all the ghosts just now.
He Pingan glanced at the trembling ghosts below, and felt funny in his heart. Most of these ghosts did not feed on human flesh and blood, and their souls did not contain evil spirits, so he would not kill them in pain.
Turning his eyes, he already made a decision in his heart: "I'll give you two ways!"
"There is a way, let me take action, to drive you into the netherworld and reincarnate again!"
"The other way is to make this world your home. You can choose to become a ghost beast, or you can live in seclusion in this world on your own!"
"But no matter which one you choose, as long as you let the poor man know that you are doing evil, the poor man will not be lenient!"
"Now, you can start choosing."
"Those who choose the first path will fly into the air within a quarter of an hour, and Pindao will personally send you to the underworld!"
He Pingan's voice was majestic, like thunder, constantly echoing in the sky above the world of human books.
The ghosts were a little unconvinced at first. After all, the previous ghosts were a precedent, and they were completely destroyed.
This person wouldn't have tricked him into mid-air, which would be easier to eliminate.
But after waiting for half a quarter of an hour, it seemed that He Pingan was not joking, and many ghosts also realized that He Pingan wanted to eliminate himself, so there was no need to use deception at all.
Then, one after another, the ghosts floated from the ground to the mid-air according to He Ping'an's wishes. With a leader, there were many followers behind them. There were more than 10,000 ghosts, and more than 8,000 ghosts flew up.
Although there seems to be a strong Yin energy here, after seeing He Pingan's methods, as demons, they are instinctively unwilling to stay in He Pingan's hands and live a precarious life.
The more than three thousand ghosts left in the place are all the ghosts with the lowest cultivation level. They feel the rich Yin Qi of this human book world, but they have some other thoughts in their hearts.
Their cultivation is low, and no matter where they go, they are the targets of bullying.
Even in reincarnation, everything may not go as planned.
It's better to stay in this book world, maybe there will be better opportunities.
For modern people, give it a try and exchange your bicycle for a motorcycle.
For these ghosts, if they give it a try, they will become a third-level person.
When He Ping'an saw this, he didn't say much. With one move with one hand, the remaining eight thousand ghosts were immediately expelled from the world of human books.
Immediately, his consciousness returned to his physical body, and the magic power surged in his body, and he muttered: "The Supreme Lord's decree, transcend your lonely soul..."
It was the Rebirth Mantra of the Taoist sect. After passing through Mian County, He Pingan learned the Rebirth Mantra from the old Taoist Yuan Shou. Along the way, He Pingan saved all those who were unwilling to stay in the world of human beings and books.
Now that I read it, it doesn't seem unfamiliar at all.
In just ten breaths, as a simple gate appeared under the ground, more than eight thousand ghosts fell into the netherworld.
Even if these ghosts are forced to stay in the world of human books, they will be dissatisfied. It is better to let them go and avoid causing some karma.
Then He Ping'an returned to the world of human books, and with a thought, he summoned Meng Huaren, who stayed in the world of human books, into the air.
"These ghosts will all be dealt with by you!"
He Pingan pointed to the three thousand ghosts below, saw Meng Huaren obeying the order and left, and then looked at a large number of human ghosts not far away.
This group of human ghosts is more complicated. Some of them, at a glance, have a sinister aura, and it is obvious that they have more than one life.
But whether it was the person who was killed before death or the person who was controlled and killed by the tree demon grandma after death, He Ping'an also didn't know.
There are also some soldiers who are soldiers and may carry evil spirits. These must be distinguished one by one. If you are not careful, you may punish a good person by mistake and let a bad person go.
"well......"
He Ping'an sighed, he was still too soft-hearted and reluctant to take action against the human race's own ghost.
Originally, he could have directly chosen to cast all the ghosts into the Netherworld and let the Netherworld identify them on their own, but He Ping'an had his own plan in mind.
With so many ghosts, if they stay in the world of Renshu, with the foundation of Renshu, he can form a powerful army of ghosts.
It will have miraculous effects when fighting against monsters and aliens.
At this moment, a flash of light flashed in He Ping'an's mind. He was sitting cross-legged in the void. A black wooden staff suddenly appeared in his hand. Then, his wooden staff was far away, and the ghosts of more than 200,000 people below him spoke softly. Three words rang out: "Dream Entrance Technique!"
