"One good and one evil, one master at a time. I want to see whether the true Zhong Kui's ghost-eating technique is more suitable, or the evil version of the ghost-eating technique promoted by Judge Lu and the Minotaur King."
"Although Judge Lu and I have no intention of passing on the 'orthodox' ghost-eating skills of Zhong Kui to the weird world, I have used another way to promote its emergence and arrival, and even to derive some changes. Ghost General and Chu Yuan Xiao is a rather special attempt. If it succeeds, the extraordinary way of this strange world will be separated faster, and the single attribute of the underworld will become more comprehensive and more practical."
"With only time, those monks and the aborigines from the strange world will be able to surprise me." Ke Xiaoliang stood at the door of Ganquan Palace, waiting for the guests to arrive.
Food and wine have been placed in the hall.
Of course, these are just decorations. Maybe no one will use chopsticks today.
The food and wine were cold, so the waiting time was a little longer than Ke Xiaoliang expected.
Just when the afterglow of the sun was about to completely cross the clouds and fall on the other side of the mountain of corpses, Song Qingwen came with the gift box.
"When you became a disciple, you gave me a talisman. Now I have given you two gifts in return! You, a disciple... are incompetent for your job!" Song Qingwen walked over and passed by Ke Xiaoliang. , then sat on the main seat majestically, placed the gift box on the right hand side, then pointed at Ke Xiaoliang with his finger and said.
Ke Xiaoliang asked Song Qingwen with a smile: "Is the girl very tough-mouthed?"
Song Qingwen didn't care about Ke Xiaoliang's avoidance of the previous topic, but replied: "Of course it's very hard, and he was cursed by the root of the tongue. There is also a seal in the sea of consciousness to prevent soul searching, and there is also a death talisman. Once you die, you will die immediately. You can say that you have been fully prepared, and you are a dead warrior, but your mouth was still pried open by your subordinates. The methods of our Demon Sect cannot be underestimated!"
Ke Xiaoliang smiled slightly, not paying attention to what Song Qingwen said, and not thinking about whether it was weird for Song Qingwen to say such things as Song Qingwen. Instead, he questioned: "This doesn't sound like a righteous method. .”
Song Qingwen sneered, then swept the table with his sleeves, dipped his chopsticks into some oily meat, put it in his mouth and tasted it, then put down his chopsticks and frowned and said: "No doubt, this is the right way. You have seen it before. People from this world, the good demons in this world can refer to the skills, the style of conduct, and the reputation of a sect or a monk, but they can never represent the entirety."
"By the way... I remember, I gave you an assignment last time, how did you do?"
"Have you figured out the difference between electromagnetism and metamagnetism?"
Song Qingwen's topics jumped quickly, and he seemed to have no intention of going straight to the topic.
Or perhaps, he is working on his theme, but it is not obvious yet, and there are no traces of it.
"Electromagnetism is electromagnetism, and magnetism is magnetism. Electromagnetism is force, and magnetism is qi. Qi can be one with force, but qi cannot be force, and force cannot be qi. That's all." Ke Xiaoliang stated simply, There is no atmosphere of academic report at all.
For Ke Xiaoliang, electromagnetism is materialism and magnetism is idealism.
Everyone has electricity and magnetic field, and everyone has vitality, but the two cannot be confused.
It’s hard to combine the two into one and then mix and match.
Although it's not impossible, it is easier for both ends to not stick.
Of course, this is also Ke Xiaoliang's view as the 'Tiandao'.
He has enough confidence to maintain his purity. Then look at everything in the universe with a more pure and natural attitude, and finally analyze the true meaning and truth of everything.
And for more people, if mixing is easier and more beneficial... then why not do it?
The true ultimate peak will always belong to only a very small number of people.
It is extremely rare to have the opportunity to see the scenery below the peak.
"Okay! You understood it very thoroughly. I thought you would go astray." Song Qingwen's words seemed to be a pun.
Ke Xiaoliang showed no reaction at all.
To deal with smart people like Song Qingwen, it is necessary to reveal as little information as possible.
Because the more information there is, the more likely the other party is to determine certain truths.
Song Qingwen put down his chopsticks and opened the box on the right.
Inside the box was a pot body with an elongated end and a rounded oval at the other end. It looked like a strange container made of metal.
The copper-colored container is engraved with strange patterns.
Sometimes it emits a strange and evil light.
Several bloody symbols are extremely dazzling, making people feel disgusted and want to destroy them.
"The Desire Control Pot of Jiyinmen, I thought it would have been destroyed with the destruction of Jiyinmen, but I didn't expect that it still exists."
"But...it's normal to say that the Jiyin Sect was destroyed by the Zhenwu Sect. It's only natural that they have this magic weapon." Song Qingwen scratched the body of the pot with his fingers.
The strange thing is that this desire control pot, which looks like a metal material, oozes crystal dew when Song Qingwen's fingertips pass over it. Not only that, but it also seems to be extremely soft, squirming like flesh and blood, and like a living creature. .
Ke Xiaoliang said as if he suddenly realized something at this moment: "No wonder she wants to seduce me because she is so mean to herself. It turns out that the desire control pot is integrated into her body. If I become good with her, this pot will control my spirit. I will become her puppet and be used by her. I am really a treasure that does not see blood, skills, or swords, but can harm people invisibly!"
Ke Xiaoliang said this without much emotion.
The monks are not warriors. Although it is not impossible to fight openly with real swords and spears, they are only a very small number. Even those sword cultivators who like toughness mostly use flying sword techniques. What matters is that a sword can fly up to the nine layers of the sky, thousands of miles away, and take a person's head by force.
There is a difference between a head-on confrontation with a warrior and a face-to-face battle of life and death.
Therefore, for monks, more often than not, the competition is about knowledge, insight, means, and accumulation. They often kill people with snow, draw talismans to control souls, and curse someone thousands of miles away to kill them in just a moment. This is why it is difficult to completely classify the strength of monks based on their level of realm. Who is stronger, a person who is good at setting up formations and is well-prepared for foundation building, and a person who only knows how to be reckless and only knows how to practice Jindan? If we fight, who will kill whom?
Using age to judge the strength of a monk is a good method of evidence and judgment.
After all, if you live longer and longer, you will have more skills and be more knowledgeable.
People should increase their crisis awareness as their identities change.
When returning a name is not worth it, you may be more careless. After all, no one cares at that time, and few people will go to great lengths to deal with an unknown person.
But if one word or deed is enough to affect the world's pattern, then it would be foolish to think that one is just a small person and not care about one's own words and deeds and not be prepared for possible sneak attacks and plots.
Ke Xiaoliang was lucky and wasn't too stupid.
So he stayed away from the 'benefits' that came to his door.
Otherwise, it is really unfortunate that he suffered this assassination, because his secret identity is powerful, and no matter how many cards he has... I'm afraid it will be of no use.
