Chapter 41: Soul-destroying ghosts, in charge of yin and yang
One step, two steps, three steps...
The baby lying next to the crib grinned and smiled, it should have been innocent The evil lust was revealed in the eyes, and sharp fangs sprouted out of the slightly opened mouth at some point, which looked extremely strange.
However, Zheng Yi didn't seem to notice the change in the baby. He seemed to be like a puppet on strings, controlled by invisible forces. He walked towards the baby, stretched out his arms, and could hug him in the next moment. Into the arms.
However, the next second, Zheng Yi stopped with his feet.
The baby's originally evil smile couldn't help but freeze in front of his eyes, so he couldn't help but call out anxiously. Strange fluctuations flashed in the scarlet eyes, and invisible spiritual power surged towards Zheng Yi.
“Have you exhausted all your means?”
“Famous is not as good as meeting. The Blood Fetus Ghost Infant is indeed a secret technique that flowed out from the Netherworld hundreds of years ago, a forbidden technique in the Demonic Path..."
“I didn’t expect that you, a ghost baby, even if you haven’t been born yet, would already have this kind of method, and also know the art of enchantment. With my cultivation in the middle stage of Qi training, I almost fell into your trap. "
"Fortunately, I have the protection of my natal magic weapon, the Soul-Capturing Banner, and the backlash of Qingxuansha from the Black Evil Technique. Otherwise, other people may have been bewitched by you, sacrificed themselves, and released you. Out.”
Zheng Yi opened his mouth and spoke slowly. Where is the dullness and confusion in his eyes now?
Exceptionally sober, with no sign of being bewitched or influenced at all?
With a pair of sober eyes, looking at the ghost baby within reach, a murderous intention filled Zheng Yi's heart.
It is worthy of being said that once born, a ghost baby can reach the minimum threshold of a monk in the foundation-building stage. It has such a method of enchanting people before it is born. It is really an extremely cunning ghost.
The Qi family has been planning for hundreds of years, secretly building a demonic pool of flesh and blood, using the Nine Yin Gathering Evil Vein Formation to give birth to a blood-born ghost baby, blood sacrifices to countless humans and animals, and the flesh-and-blood souls of many miners and monks, making this ghost baby almost Yu is about to be born.
But even if it only takes one step, it cannot break through the blood egg. Therefore, when Zheng Yi appears, the ghost baby uses the enchantment technique to control him and sacrifice his blood to himself, so that he can swallow Zheng Yi. The flesh and blood soul of a monk in the middle stage of Qi training can be one step closer to being reborn.
However, the Qi family is also ruthless. No wonder Zheng Yi felt the abnormality of the spiritual power of heaven and earth when he first came here.
The location of this black iron concentrate vein is very strange, and there is an ancillary vein hidden underneath.
At least one finished spiritual vein should exist, otherwise it would be impossible to support the operation of the Nine Yin Gathering Evil Meridian Formation.
Now it seems that it is the same as what I guessed before.
The Qi family hid the existence of this auxiliary spiritual vein a hundred years ago, and secretly arranged the Nine Yin Gathering Evil Vein Formation to drain away the spiritual energy in the spiritual vein, turning this area into An extremely desolate place.
The Qi family spent hundreds of years planning for the birth of this ghost baby. Once it is refined, it will undoubtedly be equivalent to having a foundation-building monk sitting in charge.
Although with the quality of this kind of blood-born ghost infant, it can only reach the lowest threshold of the combat power of a foundation-building monk.
But the foundation building period is the foundation building period.
By then, the Qi family's strength will have greatly increased, and they will have more choices.
Even if the Soul-Calling Sect becomes aware of their arrangement and turns against them, the Qi family still has many choices.
In the Demon Realm, competition among demon monks is cruel. What matters is never the mercy of others, but the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, strength first, and respect for the strong.
As long as the Qi family has mastery of the ghost infant, which is more weird and terrifying than the monks in the foundation-building stage, the Soul Captor Sect will know the inside story and will most likely handle it lightly.
It is no exaggeration to say that the Qi family endured humiliation and hardship just for the sake of this ghost baby who was comparable to the foundation building stage.
It took almost two or three generations of the entire family hundreds of years, countless resources, a spiritual vein, and the karmic backlash of the ancestors of the family, the price of their souls being shattered, and even the last three high-level practitioners in the family. The Qi Stage monk also accidentally filled it in, and was only allowed to succeed, not to fail. But God's calculations are not as good as those of man. Just Zheng Yi, a fierce dragon crossing the river, and Qi Lin's unexpected betrayal ruined the Qi family's century-old efforts.
If the ancestor of the Qi family knew about it, he would probably come to Zheng Yi to claim his life even if he turned into a ghost.
Of course, he definitely doesn’t have this chance.
As the ancestor of the bloodline, he was the culprit who started planning all of this. Such a huge karma of the blood sinner backfired, and his soul had long since disappeared, and he could not even enter the reincarnation.
A century-old plan came to nothing.
"You are really a monster. You are so ferocious before you are born. When you are really born, how can you still do it?!"
"Even if you are not born yet, ordinary Qi training I'm afraid I can't do anything to you, a mid-term monk..."
"You are unlucky. Do you still want to escape from me when you meet me?"
Zheng Yi's face was as dark as water. With a solemn expression on his face, the soul-capturing flag in his hand was billowing with cyan flames.
The endless evil energy was overwhelming. At this moment, he activated all the power of this natal magic weapon.
The spiritual energy in Zheng Yi's body poured in unceremoniously and crazily, and strange red blood lines appeared on the surface of the soul-capturing flag, crisscrossing it, forming ninety-nine soul-destroying ghost and evil seals. Amidst the gusts of wind, A group of ferocious Yin soldiers and ghosts appeared.
“Hey!”
It is worthy of being a forbidden ghost that is not tolerated by heaven and earth. Although this blood-born ghost baby is still a long time away from birth, even in the mother’s womb, there is It's definitely smart.
Feeling the fatal danger emanating from the soul-capturing flag in the center of Zheng Yi's palm, the blood-born ghost baby was so frightened that it huddled into a ball.
It tried its best to show a harmless expression, and made a quick little milking sound. Its sharp teeth and claws have been restrained, showing a cute baby-like appearance.
Keeping souls in charge of ghosts, controlling yin and yang!
Those who are not of my race must have different minds.
Remember! Remember!
Zheng Yi clearly remembered that there was a stone tablet standing in front of the inner gate of the Soul-Calling Sect, with a sentence engraved on it that he still remembers very deeply.
Since the Soul Captor Sect has many opportunities to deal with ghosts, the ghosts they have encountered are also all kinds of strange and all kinds. They are either miserable, forced to die, or separated by others. The experiences before death such as corpse slaughter and so on are extremely miserable.
But as long as it is a ghost, everything it says cannot be trusted.
This has become the first iron rule of the Soul Capturing Sect.
In the face of ghosts, no matter how tragic their fate in life, you must be merciless when dealing with them.
Because once a person's resentment turns into a ghost and his yin energy arises, he is no longer the person he was before his death, but becomes another race.
Those who are not of my race must have different minds.
This kind of thing is the truth summarized by countless monks who have experienced it for generations.
(End of this chapter)