Chapter 552 The ghosts and gods are not dead yet!
He had tasted Feng Chime's cooking skills at Hutton Mar, and he was at the level of a hotel chef.
Her personality is also relatively gentle, and from the orderly management of Fengzhen Dojo, it can be seen that she is a virtuous housekeeper and a good wife and mother.
However, Feng Ling has a very stubborn standard, that is, her future boyfriend must be able to crush her in all aspects. She may simply admire the strong, but of course she may also be a little bit mean...
Several side dishes were placed in the pavilion in the courtyard, accompanied by delicious and refreshing ice wine. Ye Lin wanted the pensive Moen to come and sit with him, but he refused because he was not hungry yet, and only asked for half a bottle of white wine.
He slowly leaned against the kapok tree, took a sip of wine, and enjoyed the feeling of the sun shining on his face.
Because he wears a hat all year round, this dull and cold face has not been exposed to the sun for a long time.
"Mavis, what kind of existence is the underworld?"
Aisha and the others were also very interested in the topic brought up by Ye Lin. The underworld definitely could not refer to a mere underground space. Could it be that it was also a place similar to the Auspicious Valley?
"Well, understand it as a spiritual realm, a special world that only the soul can enter."
Chewing the delicious rice, Mavis held the chopsticks and tried to explain in the most reasonable way: "Just like your holy spirit state can see extra things, the underworld is a realm that can only be entered in the state of death. Of course, There are some exceptions, such as strange life forms in the universe, and armor made of hell minerals.”
The strange life forms are the cosmic demons, and may also include those "transcendents". The hell ore is even more simple and clear. This is how the priest Jig was dragged down.
"So people either die or live, but it's really rare for people to alternate between the two states like Moen." Mavis glanced under the tree, also a little surprised.
Nuo Yu, who was taking a sip, raised her eyebrows, and suddenly seemed to recall something, and asked suspiciously: "Is it a ghost?"
Her senior brother Shaying is a manipulator of ghosts and gods. She has always heard about things between life and death, and she has also done some research in her spare time.
Immediately, the chopsticks used to pick up the food were all eaten, and then they all stared at Moen who was wandering under the kapok tree.
This is a ghost and god who is not dead yet!
Given Moen's condition of being infected by the aura of hell and his obsession in a semi-crazy state, there is a high probability that he will turn into a resentful ghost and god after his death.
"This is interesting, Guyu, do you have any ideas?"
Ye Lin was slightly surprised. At present, the only well-known ghosts and gods that still have physical entities on the Arad continent are the princes of the former Kingdom of Calamity, that is, the lover of Frost Saya, Jon of Fire.
Others, such as Kazan, Kaija, etc., had been dragged to the underworld by Bilaxiu during the chaos of ghosts and gods.
The other party may become the new ghost and god, the hell monk—Moen!
Guyu hesitated and said absently: "It is possible to use the power at the edge of the underworld to transform one's body into reality, while at the same time increasing one's attack power and crushing the enemy's soul, but..."
I was a little confused while grabbing the rice. If I wanted to gain the power of the underworld, would I become like Moen?
What if my delicate skin and pretty face become dry and ugly, or look like Moen?
"So, there needs to be a powerful item that can suppress the aura of the underworld, at least temporarily, so that Gu Yu can gradually adapt to the aura, and then fully utilize it."
Mavis made a pertinent suggestion, and then teased Gu Yu: "Otherwise, will you dedicate your soul to Lord Usiel like me?"
The wind chimes for lunch were very rich, and we also made a pot of spicy snails in a creative way. I heard that they raised the snails the day before yesterday, so they were given a discount today.
Guyu sucked the snail meat with his mouth very flexibly, without using a toothpick to pick it out. After a while, there was a pile of shells in front of him, which made Ye Lin give him a thumbs up.
There was casual chatting at the dinner table, and the atmosphere was harmonious, but Ye Lin kept thinking about something that could have a suppressive effect.
Yuena's stuff is definitely not good, as it conflicts too much with the properties of the underworld. Shenlong's scales seem to work, but their properties are not gentle enough.
His eyes inadvertently glanced at the kapok tree in the courtyard. It was not in flowering season now and was bare.
The wind chimes say that if it is early spring, a tree of pink flowers will bloom, like a beautiful cloud inlaid.
Silver sacred tree?
A flash of light suddenly flashed through my mind, maybe it really could be possible.
"I remembered that in Tana's hometown, there is a magical plant called the Silver Holy Tree. It has infinite magic power and can withstand world-destroying power. It protects the soil and water. If its branches and leaves are used, it might save Guyu from the underworld. Breath erosion.”
"Really, so powerful?"
Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes were full of surprise. She was beaten by the cosmic demon in Xiangrui Valley and could only ask for help from the outside world. How could a tree protect a world-destroying crisis?
"But Sister Tana is not here."
Apart from being excited, Gu Yu was also a little envious of Xiaoyu and Meiwei Si. They had become much stronger.
"As for leaves, Mailuna should have them, if, uh, I mean, I didn't feed rice cakes."
After lunch, Nuoyu said goodbye gracefully with a specially made "water of life" and asked him to go to the dojo when he had time, or go to the palace.
Gu Yu moved a small stool and sat at the gate, eagerly waiting for Mailu to come back from shopping with Siatt.
Yelin thought about it carefully and told him about Moen's current condition, so that he could have some idea.
Aisha went out in the afternoon, and her Yellow Dragon Tournament game was not finished yet. …………
The afternoon in Su Nan was quiet and peaceful. Xiaoyu and Mavis both used cultivation as an excuse to be wary of him in the daytime. As the world was declining, Feng Chie spent time with him for a while, and then had to go out.
Ye Lin could only hold a pot of sake and a plate of peanuts, and forced Moen to accompany him.
"I have so many sins in my body that I have gone astray and violated my original intention of becoming an exorcist."
Moen slowly chewed a grain of spiced peanuts, enjoying the insignificant feeling of food happiness. This was the first time he had such a peaceful state of mind since he went half crazy due to the death of his disciple.
It seems that I have returned to that time, before the transfer phenomenon occurred. I was also an exorcist with the same expectations and ambitions as Xinzang.
"Many things change in a single thought, such as Ozma." Ye Lin shrugged and comforted her.
"One misstep leads to eternal hatred. It's a pity that I can't turn back time. I have been confused for so many years, and my soul has been tortured like falling into hell. I have slowly looked away."
A glass of wine was scattered on the ground to pay homage to his unfortunate disciple.
The Zen phrase he often chants is, "Those who kill living creatures will fall into hell forever!"
It was describing the demons he had killed, and it was also telling his final fate.
Now Moen has one foot in the underworld. If he dies in a normal state, it would be okay, but if he is in a crazy state, there is a high probability that he will become an immortal ghost.
"Master, I want to try to liberate your demonic nature, and then bind it and gather it, so that the dazed dark elf over there can truly feel the breath of death in the underworld."
"It's up to you." Moen nodded, his eyes unwavering: "Your strength is beyond my imagination, as long as you can control me."
If you can use your semi-demon state to experiment with ways to control the death energy of the underworld, then a strong man who can control this power will be born.
Moen suddenly felt quite accomplished. In this case, Gu Yu could be considered as one of his disciples.
"Haha, in my lifetime, I can still make some contributions to Arad while I am awake, and have another apprentice."
Although Guyu at the door didn't hear him at all and probably wouldn't recognize him as his master, Moen's dry soul got a little moist satisfaction.
……
By evening, Moen was already half drunk. This was one of the few moments of happiness he had.
Bang!
The door to the yard was roughly pushed open, and the majestic Feng Ying had a strange expression. Her brows were full of joy, but a touch of pain often appeared on her face, with joy mixed with sadness.
"Dangdang, we have three crowns in the Huanglong Conference, here we are!"
Feng Ying, who had steeled herself, pulled the equally crooked Natalya into a pose, and motioned to Aisha with crazy eyes to cooperate.
The three of them went to participate in the Huanglong Conference. In different arenas, the little champion was naturally within their grasp. If the champion had not been able to participate again this time and had no choice but to compete in Qinglong, she could have earned a million by doing this!
"Ye Lin, please help me see if this drawing can be made."
Feng Ying gasped with pain on her face, and took out a yellowed animal skin drawing from her pocket, which looked like a design sketch of a weapon.
Suran is the headquarters of Suran Workshop. In addition to cheap high-quality weapons that can be found on the street, there are also some sketches of equipment designed by former master blacksmiths that are circulated at the stalls.
However, the drawings generally indicate materials, equipment styles, and detailed building techniques. Only equipment drawings above artifacts are of great value, and they are basically limited to blacksmiths.
After all, not everyone is an experienced blacksmith, and if you give them the drawings, they won’t be able to use them, so it’s a waste.
"How much did you pay for it?"
Ye Lin took the drawing and looked at it. On the surface, the writing was blurred and the graphics were distorted. In fact, it might not be an exaggeration to say that it was a piece of garbage.
I bought it for two gold coins and took it home, but I didn't think it would attract insects.
"One hundred thousand gold..."
Feng Ying tapped her two index fingers in front of her body and lowered her head aggrievedly, as if it was a bit expensive.
"I think you should stand on your head and get some sunshine."
"Huh? Why?"
"Empty the water in your mind."
(End of chapter)