The town is not big, and the densely packed places are only two or three miles away. It is possible to have three or four hundred families in a row.

Walking on this dirt street, Ye Yuan realized that it was completely different from the depressed state he imagined. Although the population was not large, it seemed quite lively and there were endless hawking sounds. From time to time, you could see people who were obviously not local in the town.

This is in sharp contrast to the white cloth that is almost visible. It is said that so many families hold funerals, the atmosphere in the town should be relatively depressed.

After finally finding an inn, Ye Yuan took the old man in. When the waiter saw Ye Yuan, he hurriedly wiped the table and shouted, "Are you two guests having a meal or staying in a hotel?"

Ye Yuan nodded and said, "Live in a hotel, and give me some food."

After a while, the hot dry cakes, a large plate of beef, and a bowl of mutton soup for each person were brought up.

Ye Yuan threw out a small piece of silver and said, "Waiter, ask you something."

The waiter looked at Ye Yuan's white cloth hanging on the door of a house not far away, then suddenly laughed and said, "The guest must be asking, why do so many families in our small town hold funerals?"

Ye Yuan nodded. If he hadn't felt that the resentment floating above the town was too strange, Ye Yuan wouldn't even ask.

Ye Yuan sensed carefully that there was no ghost in these resentment. Those resentment turned into distorted grimaces and howled endlessly, just because they participated in some of the remaining consciousness powers of their original owners. If this was the case, it would be fine. This resentment only belongs to the rootless water and will disappear on its own soon. But now, at noon, the yang energy is strong, and the resentment is still churning, which is abnormal.

There is no root cause, and there is no tendency to dissipate under the scorching sun. If you think this is rootless water, you will be idiotic.

The real reason why Ye Yuan is interested is that since he entered this town, his soul has become a little more active. In a vague way, Ye Yuan could feel that the speed of the soul's transformation from nothingness to chaos seemed to have an indefinite increase.

This is why Ye Yuan is interested. Otherwise, Ye Yuan would have such an indelible resentment about this town, how could so many people die, and how strange it is, Ye Yuan is not interested in a copper coin.

The waiter of the shop nodded when he saw Ye Yuan, but laughed and said, "It was the first time this guest official came to our Bali Town. This is our custom. If the elders in the family die, then the next year will be filial. One year will be a cycle of reincarnation. It will take a year to wait for the beginning of the next cycle to be considered as sending away the elders in the family. This year, we can continue to bless the younger generations in the family. Therefore, it seems that there are many people who have funerals. If you come once, you will get used to it."

Ye Yuan nodded. It is understandable that the customs are quite strange, but Ye Yuan still felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan heard a loud voice in the distance.

"Let's have a meal quickly. If you can't get to Wuli Town before dark, it will be not very good to be outside at night..."

Ye Yuan seemed to have thought of something and asked the waiter again: "There is still a Wuli Town here? Where is it?"

"Waiter, where is our food!"

At this moment, someone was calling the waiter. The waiter hurriedly replied, and then said to Ye Yuan: "There are many towns in this radius of hundreds of miles, and the names are almost the same. What are the Sanli Town, Wuli Town, and Jiuli Town... Use it slowly!"

After eating quickly and sitting in the guest room, Ye Yuan always felt uneasy. After a long time of intimacy, he could clearly feel that the speed of the empty soul turning into chaos has indeed increased slightly. It is said that the cultivation of the soul is extremely difficult, and it is completely different from ordinary cultivators. There are too many external objects that can be used for the cultivation of the soul. The cultivation of the soul can basically rely on itself. Now it can suddenly speed up. Although it is only a little bit difficult to detect, it should be great news.

But Ye Yuan did not feel any joy. The soul and the most fundamental existence of living beings. Ordinary cultivators do not know that there is a soul. The soul in their mouths is just a condensation of consciousness that exists in the Purple Mansion Divine Palace. When the God Transformation Stage of the Condensation Realm is reached, the prototype of the soul will condense in the Purple Mansion Divine Palace. The soul contains all human consciousness. This is the soul and human foundation in the eyes of all cultivators, but no soul.

Therefore, things that can affect the soul are rarer than those of phoenixes. The appearance of such things is unknown, which makes Ye Yuan, who is striving to be stable, suddenly feel a little worried about gains and losses.

As the sky faded, Ye Yuancai sighed leisurely and said to himself: "It turns out that the bystanders are clear, the authorities are confused. I can do things that have nothing to do with me and things that cannot affect me, but this matter has had a great impact on me, and I can't keep my mind calm. Forget it, since that's the case, let's investigate it clearly. No matter what it is, if it is really useful for my soul's cultivation, then I have to get it no matter what!"

The golden crow falls, and the jade rabbit rises.

Even though he had been lying in the room without even opening his eyes, Ye Yuan could know that it was already dark. Over the town, the speed of the resentment churning increased several times, and the frequency and strength of the roar of the faces and faces increased several times!

When Ye Yuan opened the window, the town had already quieted down. When Ye Yuan flipped his cuffs, a gray bead was popped out by Ye Yuan. When it bounced into the air, the bead exploded and turned into a vague mass of air. However, in Ye Yuan's eyes, he could still see a vague human figure, only a face could see it clearly.

Twisted, vicious, hated.

No. 1 of the Grudge.

As soon as No. 1 appeared, it rushed towards Ye Yuan. Ye Yuan stretched out his hand and flicked it gently. The resentful spirit was like a real thing. It was bounced open by Ye Yuan's finger. After three breaths, it was recondensing and forming in the distance.

Ye Yuan pointed to the sky above the town and said, "Did you see those? I want to kill me, those can make you stronger."

After saying a word, No. 1 rushed into the resentment mass above the town without hesitation.

Ye Yuan shook his head, and the old man appeared silently behind Ye Yuan and whispered: "Boy, you are playing with fire. Be careful to cause fire. Don't erase the last ray of consciousness of this resentful spirit, and don't control it. You are actually preparing to cultivate it. Sooner or later you will regret it!"

Ye Yuan whispered: "Old man, why can you only hate one person be deeper and deeper? There will be no weakening in a hundred years, a thousand years, or ten thousand years, and it will never end until death."

The old man did not answer, and Ye Yuancai continued: "So, I want to keep his last ray of consciousness, so that it will always remember me, hate me, and hate me endlessly, so that it can become stronger endlessly."

The old man suddenly felt cold in his heart, and in the sky, No. 1 had already begun to swallow the resentment.

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