After Ren Qing took control of Menghua, the spread of schizophrenia really skyrocketed.
He changed to a more efficient method, letting the ghost shadow carry the Moonfall pseudo-dragon through the town in the dark night, looking for the lone monk, and directly infected with the split personality.
It originally took less than half an hour, but now it only takes a dozen breaths.
But what made Ren Qingxin worried was that the behavior of the monks headed by Wu Nian had completely changed since they stayed in Nanshan Small World.
Regardless of whether their consciousness is in childhood, adulthood or old age, they will appear dazed from time to time and their appetite will also increase.
Ren Qing checked the monk's body and soul through Menghua.
It should be that the evil thoughts indirectly affect the main consciousness. Fortunately, as long as the Buddha energy does not react, it means that the problem is not serious.
Well, it should be... not big.
While Ren Qing was preparing to extend his life, he secretly planned to evacuate the Ci family and perfect the ghost ship.
Before I knew it, it was more than two months.
Due to the tilt of resources in the small world of Nanshan, the weapon spirits grew rapidly, and finally reached the level of carrying the ghost realm's treacherous fetuses.
The entire mountain peak has changed a lot, especially the altitude of more than a thousand meters, which has shrunk by one-third.
Ren Qing arrived at the foot of Nanshan Mountain.
Nanshan is located on the edge of Yongjian Prison, so it appears to be deserted, with a Gobi-like environment where even vegetation rarely grows.
Nanshan is very inconspicuous among them.
As soon as Ren Qing took out the treacherous embryo, he felt the ground nearby shaking, which showed the weapon spirit's desire to advance to the realm of ghost envoy.
He didn't pay attention at first, but then his expression became strange.
Compared with Ghost Ship and Wuwei City, the consciousness of Nanshan's weapon spirit is very confusing, and it is likely that it was affected by the monk's evil thoughts.
"Sure enough, there will be no good things if you have contact with Buddhism..."
Kakakakakaka!
There was the sound of gravel rolling down from the top of the mountain, and the mountain that went straight up tilted slightly like a finger, trying to reach towards the treacherous tire.
"Very brave."
Ren Qing frowned, and the ghostly shadows instantly poured into Yongjian Prison, carrying the materials with them and carving mysterious moon patterns on the surface of Nanshan.
The previous two treacherous devices were relatively obedient and did not need to be worried at all, so he had no intention of claiming Nanshan Refining as its master.
Now it seems obvious that we need to treat them differently.
As Ren Qing's soul breath merged into the weapon spirit, he could vaguely feel the violent thoughts of the weapon spirit, as if a hyena was neighing in his mind.
He was not going to coddle the Nanshan weapon spirit and directly suppressed it with the dream spell.
Nanshan Weapon Spirit still tried to resist, but soon fell into the endless nightmare caused by the dream spell and was unable to extricate himself.
The refining process lasted for several hours. Ren Qingqing pondered the spirit consciousness of the weapon and removed the hostility. He did not stop until the sky turned dark.
Next, the Nanshan weapon spirit will be exposed to the monk's evil thoughts for a long time. If it is not controlled a little, the magic weapon may be useless.
Thinking that the resources consumed during refining were enough for three ghost ships of the same level, Ren Qing couldn't help but feel a deep physical pain.
He threw the treacherous fetus to Nanshan, and Qi Ling repeatedly checked with Ren Qing whether it could be swallowed. Only after receiving a positive answer did he start his mouth.
Nanshan gradually breaks through the ghost realm, and the stone mountain has a tendency to become flesh and blood, but there is no particularly obvious difference in the rest.
Ren Qing checked the monks suffering from schizophrenia in the city and noticed that the total number had increased to more than 50,000.
He couldn't help but look surprised.
In recent days, I have been busy improving the ghost ship, and the frequency of infected monks has decreased. Ren Qing remembers that the number is definitely not this large.
Is schizophrenia contagious?
Ren Qing immediately denied that schizophrenia was caused by the Six Diseases, and it was an insubstantial disease. How could it be possible...
He strengthened his mind and calmed down, and after Nanshan Small World was promoted to the Ghost Envoy Realm, he first tried to attract hundreds of monks into it.
The Nanshan Small World can already accommodate at least 20,000 to 30,000 monks, but it is still extremely empty, with only a large number of futons.
When the monk's evil thoughts appear in Nanshan's small world, they all look like enlightened monks, and there is no difference at all.
Ren Qing didn't take any chances and fixed his evil thoughts on the futon.
The evil thoughts seem to be aware that they are being restrained, and the sound of chanting scriptures in their mouths is louder, even deafening.
Nanshan couldn't help but tremble, but calmed down again after a while.
Even though the weapon spirit is protected by Buddhist dream flowers, it is still affected by evil thoughts. Fortunately, there are not many monks at present.
Ren Qing placed food with whole grains in front of his evil thoughts. Because it was composed of dreams, there was no need to actually consume materials.
The sounds of swallowing came one after another.
Soon some monks couldn't bear it anymore, abandoned their sanctimonious behavior, grabbed the food and stuffed it into their mouths.
The scene was comparable to the reincarnation of a starving ghost.
Ren Qing then used the power of Three Inches of the World and began to obtain life span from the transaction. At first, he set the five interest rates very conservatively.
As a result, the monk ignored it at all and continued to devour the food.
Ren Qing licked his lips and gradually increased the longevity of the transaction, but before it increased much, many monks stopped eating.
Seeing this, he had a slight headache, and his evil thoughts were driven by instinct, but he also had an intuition like a wild beast, and seemed to notice something strange.
Ren Qing planned to fill up the small world of Nanshan first.
Hundreds of monks were pulled into the small world of Nanshan, and the sound of chanting scriptures even caused the weapon spirits to show signs of collapse.
Ren Qing quickly attached the remaining two dream flowers to the Nanshan Artifact Spirit.
Nanshan's weapon spirit stabilized immediately, and even used evil thoughts in disguise to hone itself, and it actually seemed to have a self-made spirituality.
When Ren Qing increased his evil thoughts to 12,300, he reached the upper limit that the weapon spirit could bear. Of course, with the potential of Nanshan, it should be able to accommodate tens of thousands of monks in a few days.
He adjusted the rules of the three-inch world to find the optimization of life extension efficiency.
It turns out that no matter how you do it, you can only get about ten years of life from heaven every day, which is far from what you expected.
"Isn't just eating too monotonous? Do we need to do something else..."
"wrong."
Ren Qing immediately discovered something strange. For evil thoughts, whole grains could only fill their stomachs, and were far from being liked.
He adjusted the type of food, and when he replaced it with ordinary temple meals, the life-extending efficiency more than doubled.
Ren Qing instantly discovered the blind spot and tried his best to control the Dream Flower Magic Artifact. The types of food in front of the monk became more and more abundant.
But no matter how much food there is, the life-extending efficiency remains at one night for 20 to 30 years. Compared with the risks, it is really not worth the gain.
After Ren Qing hesitated for a few moments, he finally couldn't help but took a sinful step.
Although he had thought that raw meat might arouse evil instinctive desires, he was not prepared to cut leeks in such an extreme way from the beginning.
After all, the previous incidents of nightmares leading to riots with evil thoughts were still vivid in his mind.
But Ren Qing has no choice now. He cannot stay in heaven for several years to extend his life. Who knows when the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva will close the net.
Meat replaced whole grains, and the voice of chanting scriptures became unclear.
The monks' eating movements turned into gulping down jujubes, and blood began to ooze from the surface of their skin. They couldn't help but scratch at it with their nails.
The skin was torn apart like rags, revealing disgusting flesh.
As Qingtong's hole is enlarged, the life-extending efficiency breaks through to two hundred years, and is still increasing as the alienation of evil thoughts becomes more intense.
Since the fall of Xiangxiang, he has never experienced a visible life extension, and his breathing cannot help but become heavier.
The most exaggerated thing is that the evil thoughts cannot be satisfied with ordinary flesh and blood. Only the stumps and severed legs of the corpse can completely stimulate the instinct.
The small world of Nanshan suddenly turned into a feast of demons, but they never stopped chanting scriptures, which seemed strange and inexplicable.
The monks grew more arms to grab the body parts, and cracks opened in their abdomens, forming mouth-like organs.
By the time the sun rises above the horizon, they are no longer human beings.
The body is constantly covered with arms, and countless heads are squeezed together like grapes, which is somewhat similar to the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.
After Ren Qing peeled the dream away from Nanshan's small world, he thought the monks would return to normal, but at first glance they were still a group of deformed monsters.
The evil thoughts waved their arms, and their screams were high-pitched and disjointed.
Seeing that there was no food, they wanted to attack the nearby ones, but their movements were restricted by the futons, so they were unable to do so.
In the end, the evil thoughts began to bite his own body, and his expression was extremely satisfied.
How could Ren Qing let go of his evil thoughts and return to his true form? He might as well be locked up in Nanshan's small world and use his free time during the day to think about how to deal with it.
As a result, when he checked Shouyuan, evil thoughts had already devoured all the extra parts.
After Ren Qing came back to his senses, he saw an indescribable scene. The small world of Nanshan once again transformed into a group of eminent monks crossing their legs and chanting sutras.
The monks in the outside world are at the turn of the sun and the moon, and the three consciousnesses begin to change.
As a result, the evil thoughts became weaker and weaker. Ren Qing did not expel them at all, but his consciousness returned to the original body on its own initiative.
Ren Qing quickly used Menghua to check the situation in Tianshangtian.
There is still a harmonious atmosphere in the city. Hundreds of thousands of monks recite morning scriptures, and their voices are filled with devotion to the Buddha.
He did not believe in evil and observed for most of the day. As a result, the monks who had been to Nanshan's small world did not show any difference from ordinary people.
Ren Qing shook his head slightly with a solemn expression.
It seems that the spread of schizophrenia cannot be stopped to ensure that the monks drawn into the small world of Nanshan every night will not repeat themselves.
He was full of fear, but after seeing his longevity, he couldn't help but smile.
[Shouyuan: nine hundred and seventy-five years]
In just most of the night, Ren Qing was about to extend his life for nearly a thousand years. This was assuming that the Nanshan Small World was not full.
Fourteen hundred years are enough to advance the prisoner to the realm of Yangshen, but now that he has found a shortcut to immortality, he cannot be satisfied with a thousand years.
To be on the safe side, Ren Qing took the ghost ship and sailed to the depths of the bottomless abyss, preparing to move the cave to the farthest range for casting spells.
It also makes it easier for you to break through the realm without attracting the attention of the heavens.
He had a hunch that the existence of evil thoughts would definitely cause drastic changes. It was hard to say how many days he could safely steal the life span.
