With this special thought in mind, Qin Bai returned to the inn.
The place where he lives is relatively simple, and most of the people living in the guest rooms are mortals, but the advantage is obvious, at least sneaking in in the middle of the night will not attract the attention of others.
Qin Bai sat cross-legged on the ground, and then used his magical power as a screenwriter.
There is still the seemingly ordinary book in Niwan Palace, but there is an additional race option on the settings page after opening.
In more than two years, although Qin Bai did not spend too much energy on screenwriting, the number of Yin Shuai has expanded to eight without knowing it, and the number of Yin Gods is about to exceed 10,000.
Most of these Yin gods are on ghost islands, and those with higher cultivation levels are helping Qin Bai transport goods and collect intelligence in the outside world.
Qin Bai put his spiritual thoughts into the screenwriter's supernatural power, which did cost a lot, but the speed of the formation of the pseudo-soul was accelerated accordingly.
The race can only choose ordinary beasts, certain fish, and the innate attributes of intelligence and physique have reached the upper limit.
The script was set to be A Chinese Ghost Story, so the experience also revolved around the lake in the Lanruo Temple Mountain.
[Zero years old: You were born a ghost. 】
There seems to be something wrong with this painting style. I obviously chose fish.
[One year old: Devouring the same kind, your cultivation will increase. 】
[Two years old: Devouring the same kind, your cultivation will increase. 】
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The subsequent experiences were the same, and Qin Bai even suspected that something was wrong, until the ghost-headed man swallowed up all the demons in Lanruo Temple.
Even Nie Xiaoqian and Grandma Dryad didn't let them go.
The pseudo-soul formed in the end was extremely hideous and terrifying. A twisted human face could be faintly seen on it, and screams could be heard endlessly.
Qin Bai took Guitouman's fake soul and looked at it. Although the system determined that this thing was a fish, it was a bit unreliable.
After hesitating for a moment, he selected one of the dragon seedlings, and then integrated the ghost's pseudo-soul into it.
Long Miao's soul was quickly wiped out, the false soul took over the magpie's nest, and the original appearance of the koi also changed.
The body swelled to five or six meters, of which the head took up sixty-seven percent, and the ghost-headed man's face was still vaguely visible.
And it also exudes a faint yin energy, which is definitely beyond the scope of carp, so it will not be able to participate in the fish leaping over the dragon gate.
Qin Bai felt a little disgusted, so he directly pulled out Guitouman's pseudo-soul and threw it into the lake on Gui Island.
Just as he was about to get rid of the dragon seedlings, he noticed that the Yin Qi had disappeared, but the koi had lost its soul, leaving an empty shell with instincts.
Qin Bai compared the strange fish from Longmen Lake and found that the two were surprisingly similar.
Is it possible that all strange fish are formed in this way? The strange fish all over the lake must have been arranged for decades, right?
If true, it also shows that the strange fish is closely related to the Evergreen Sect.
Qin Bai thought for a moment and used his screenwriting skills again, but this time he chose an ordinary script like Young and Dangerous.
The pseudo-soul that was finally bred was actually a whale. After being integrated into the dragon seedling, its size increased several times, reaching more than half a meter.
Moreover, Qin Bai found that the growth of the dragon seedlings was more like a reaction under the stimulation of the pseudo-soul, with no trace of human intervention.
Qin Bai nodded with satisfaction. The half-meter-long dragon seedling was probably invincible in terms of its appearance. Who else could compare with it.
He didn't intend to waste the remaining two dragon seedlings.
Qin Bai took some flesh and blood from the dragon's body, mixed it with bait and fed it to the dragon seedlings.
The dragon seedlings changed accordingly, slowly taking on the characteristics of a real dragon, and their intelligence increased slightly.
But when the dragon seedling's blood reached a certain concentration, it began to lose control, and blood continued to flow from its mouth while swimming.
This state lasted for about two days. Even if Qin Bai paid for the elixir to stay alive, the dragon seedlings still turned into minced meat.
Qin Bai was full of doubts, knowing that no mortal animal or fish would have much resistance to dragon blood.
Unless the dragon seedling itself resists the dragon's blood, it will cause the body to collapse.
In order to verify this speculation, he took another trip to Longmen Lake at noon, and there were more people on the shore.
There are hundreds of mortals who put ordinary carps into the water and pray for good luck in the coming year.
Qin Bai knew that when the Yu Leap Dragon Gate arrived, the Evergreen Sect would not let mortals participate, so someone released them in advance.
The remaining monks were obviously divided into several waves.
The disciples of the Evergreen Sect were on the north bank. They and a skinny old man who was dying looked towards the mountains in the center of Longmen Lake.
There were several other people in Annan with gloomy expressions. The leading disciple's body shape was no match for Qin Bai's, and he was carrying a black wooden coffin.
The two groups each walked around the lake shore a few times, keeping a safe distance from each other, and left one after another after half an hour.
Qin Bai narrowed his eyes. Together with the elders of the Maoshan sect and the Tu shopkeeper, the four people who were about to live a long life have appeared. It was much more lively than expected.
He had no intention of jumping into Longmen Lake again, but quickly returned to the neighborhood.
Then Qin Bai found a shop and bought a few half-dead dragon seedlings. They were just for experiments anyway, so they were harmless.
After Qin Bai fed the dragon's blood, all the dragon seedlings died suddenly.
After confirming his suspicion, he did not stay in the inn, but simply took Zhou Guang to experience the customs and customs of Xialongmen Town.
There are more and more monks in the town, and most of them are casual practitioners.
In future generations, how could Qin Bai see such a scene of monks walking around.
A few days passed without incident, but the original heat suddenly changed, and thick dark clouds directly covered the entire sky.
At first it was just a drizzle, with only half a stick of incense, but the raindrops had already turned into the size of soybean grains, falling on people with a crackling sound.
But the strange thing is that not a drop of rain fell over Longmen Lake, and the sun was still shining.
The residents of Longmen Town had heard rumors of fish leaping over the Dragon Gate to some extent. They did not dare to leave their houses easily and hid in the cellar one after another.
So much so that there is not even a single person in the huge street.
Qin Bai stood on the eaves of the inn and couldn't help but marvel. Only then did he notice that there was something mysterious about the floor tiles in Longmen Town.
The gaps between the bricks are a finger's length apart, and the angles are tilted.
This prevents rainwater from accumulating in the town, but instead flows along the floor tiles towards Longmen Lake.
In Qin Bai's eyes, Longmen Town seemed to be like a vast ocean, with the water surface sparkling under the reflection of bright light.
The water level of the lake is also rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it has already increased by several palms in a few breaths.
The area of Longmen Lake slowly expands, and the water eventually gathers at the foot of the central mountain.
Then, swim upstream.
An opposite waterfall is formed, and a rainbow hangs on the top of the mountain. This is where the Dragon Gate is.
The monks in the town took action immediately. The Evergreen Sect and Maoshan Sect were the fastest. A few sword lights flew past and they were already at the lake. Gu Guan
Dozens of casual cultivators followed closely behind. Even for the chance of leaping over the Dragon Gate, they did not dare to offend the Sin Sect, so they stayed away.
Qin Bai had already met the elder of the Evergreen Sect, who was the skinny old man he met on the shore before.
This man obviously had only a few days to live, and he kept coughing up blood as he spoke.
In contrast, although the elders of the Maoshan Sect have gray hair on their temples, they appear to be in good spirits.
Fu Ling did not dare to be disrespectful in front of the elders. He said respectfully: "Uncle Tianchenzi, everything is ready to continue."
Kong Kong and others walked on one knee. They had worked very hard on Long Miao in the past few days, and most of them never took a break.
Tian Chenzi smiled lightly: "There is a destiny between life and death. There is no need to force it."
"Look at that old ghost Akagawa, he's blocking the essence in his body just to live a few more years. It's really ridiculous."
He waved his arm and released his true energy to sweep away the fatigue from all the disciples.
Fu Ling lowered his head in fear. He knew that Tian Chenzi appeared to be fine on the surface, but in fact, the energy in his body was decreasing, and he would die when it was exhausted.
"Hey hey hey hey..."
The old ghost Chichuan, supported by a disciple of the Evergreen Sect, came over with a smile.
The folds of his skin smoothed out like a dead tree springing back to life, and most of his strength recovered.
"Tian Chenzi, do you have a big opinion about me, the old ghost, who has survived to this day?"
Tian Chenzi didn't answer, and there was a bit of disdain in his eyes. The old ghost Chichuan should have died two hundred years ago.
There are only a few methods of extending life, which are collected by various sects. How could it be possible to extend life for more than two hundred years? The old ghost Chichuan must have followed a heretical practice.
It's nothing more than a blood sacrifice, or the art of Li Daitao's stiffness.
The Evergreens are just a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites.
The old ghost Chi Chuan turned his head and looked into the distance: "Ahem, cough, cough, the corpse leader is here too. Demons are destined to miss the road, so why come here to seek the opportunity to become an immortal."
The weird Taoist priest in black came carrying the coffin and kept throwing paper money, which made it feel inexplicably weird.
Qin Bai learned from Kong Kong's mouth that these Taoists who painted the underworld were ghost sects affiliated with the Taoist sect.
The Ghost Sect has not been established for a long time, about five hundred years, but the threshold for practice is not high, so the number of disciples far exceeds imagination.
However, their true energy is mixed with demonic aura, and they often make themselves look like neither humans nor ghosts.
The reason why it exists is mainly because there are conflicts between the two sides of Buddhism and Taoism, both overt and covert, and because of the heavenly Buddha realm above their heads, Taoism has been forced to include ghost sect as a side branch under pressure.
Qin Bai estimated that without the big wall of immortals and Buddhas, there would definitely be an endless war within the Taoist sect.
The ghost sect disciples placed the coffin on the ground, then pulled out the rivets one by one, and the rich Yin Qi came out.
Qin Bai took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention on the shore was focused on the coffin. He arrived at the shore in a few seconds and found a corner to sit cross-legged.
The lid of the coffin was lifted, and an old woman who had transformed into an extremely serious corpse sat up. She was still wearing bright red clothes.
Qin Bai wanted to complain in his heart. Logically speaking, if this corpse king really died, wearing this kind of clothes, in just three or four days, there would be more zombie kings in the world.
Seal yourself in a coffin and feign death. You are really brave. If not, the whole group will be wiped out.
Moreover, in Qin Bai's view, the ghost sect's skills must have gone astray. Once the demonic aura erodes the soul, it will basically be a dead end.
The corpse boss said coldly: "Akachuan, I won't bother you to preach."
The old ghost Akagawa wanted to continue to speak sarcastically, but when he heard Amitabha's voice coming from the town, his expression suddenly changed.
Longmen Town is the territory of the Taoist sect, so why would a monk come here?
Everyone quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a figure walking slowly from mid-air. As he approached, the pouring rain stopped.
Qin Bai's body tensed subconsciously. He could clearly smell the scent of incense emitted by the monks, and there was a mysterious and mysterious sense of Zen as he walked.
"Reincarnation?!!"
He restrained his breath as much as possible and was ready to take action.
Tianchenzi and the others didn't have Qin Bai Guixian's cultivation. They just felt that they couldn't see through the visitor at all, and their eyes were indifferent.
"Where did the Buddhist baldness come from..."
As soon as a disciple of the Evergreen Sect uttered arrogant words, his body floated up uncontrollably, and his soul immediately disappeared.
The Corpse Chief reacted, and she said in a deep voice: "The Faceless Monk."
The Faceless Monk is an ascetic who has practiced Buddhism for five lifetimes. He comes from Xiaoleiyin Temple. He is one of the few people in Buddhism who has achieved the status of Bodhisattva Mokosa.
Tian Chenzi and Chichuan Old Ghost looked at each other warily, and the disciples below would naturally not act rashly.
The faceless monk raised his hand with a smile: "What Buddhism emphasizes is cultivating the next life in this life. Naturally, I am not interested in the opportunity of a fish jumping over the dragon gate."
After he finished speaking, he found a corner and stood there, like a stubborn stone.
Qin Bai had indeed heard about the origin of the Faceless Monk, but he did not expect that he was actually the reincarnation of a certain Buddha who had descended to earth.
This would be a big trouble. No matter what the Faceless Monk came here to do, it was equivalent to a time bomb.
Tian Chenzi looked ugly. The Water Goddess position was extremely important. Even if it didn't fall into his hands, Buddhism couldn't take advantage of it.
He put his right hand behind his back and secretly performed a Dao Jue.
The old ghost Chichuan seems to be much more confident. Longmen Town is only a cup of tea away from the Evergreen Sect. How can a mere old monk have the courage?
As long as there is movement, support from the sect will arrive in the blink of an eye.
Everyone had different thoughts, and many casual cultivators on the shore began to think about retreating, and some of them chose to retreat.
The old ghost Chi Chuan said loudly: "All Taoist friends are here for the opportunity. We, the Evergreen Sect, will not show favoritism. Everyone should rely on their abilities."
After he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration occurred on his sleeve, and a palm-sized koi landed in his palm.
The koi carp is made of gold, with two dragon whiskers hanging from its mouth and hanging from its chest. It sparkles in the sunlight and seems to contain extraordinary aura.
Qin Bai took a sip of wine, stood up and walked two meters away from Longmen Lake.
Just as he was about to take out his half-meter koi, he noticed that the soul of the old ghost Akagawa had left his body.
Then the soul merged into the golden koi, and it easily took over the dragon seedling.
"puff!!!"
Qin Bai spurted out the drink, and Tian Chenzi couldn't help laughing: "This little fellow Taoist probably hasn't run out of life yet, so just do what you can."
After finishing speaking, Tian Chenzi also had a sky-blue koi in his hand, and then he threw himself into it.
On the contrary, the casual cultivators didn't know why, so they put the koi into the lake honestly, but little did they know that a few people were playing tricks.
The corners of Qin Bai's mouth twitched, it seemed that he couldn't help but cheat...
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