"It was only a temporary rush to split the ghost star soul. The phoenix's divine things are not easily controlled by us ordinary spirits."

"So, in order to prevent him from accumulating the power of rebirth from the fire, the Immortal Sect has been borrowing the spiritual power of the Ghost Star?"

"It's not just borrowing..." Perhaps this topic was too painful, so that the old leader remembered it again after many years, but he still felt sad and fearful. "Using his spiritual power to build weapons is only one of them. We have also tried to use ghost stars to strengthen the spiritual veins of mortals, or... to resurrect the dead..."

Although Li Ying had learned more or less about these things in the morning, she really heard the person involved, the old leader, admitting that the shock was still no less than the first time she first knew about the tragic incident.

It’s like the last meaning and hope and luck are ruthlessly broken, all struggles are bound by bloody reality, and we have to admit the blood of relatives and friends, and we have to admit the justice of the enemy...

After a moment of speech, the old leader finally mustered up the courage to continue: "But even if consumed like this, the recovery ability of the ghost star is still beyond our expectations, so we have to find a way to suppress it."

The power of the gods is beyond reach of any spirit, so the gods can only rely on the gods to suppress them...

"The legendary power of the four gods has always existed, not right..." The old master suddenly interrupted himself and re-described: "To be precise, there should be only three gods, because the ghost star replaced the position of the southern fire god and also swallowed Zhurong's entire divine power."

Li Ying was shocked - that is to say, the ghost star "eats" Zhurong...

So Zhu Rong died the most thoroughly because of this...

"And the water god Xuanming has long disappeared into the eternal prehistoric world, and cannot find its trace, nor can it use its divine power."

"So, the Immortal Sect has taken over the divine power of the remaining two gods?"

"...We borrowed the remnant power of Rushu and Jumang, and found children who were born with spiritual power or roots and bones from the human world, and then integrated the power of the gods into their bone veins. Those who became the gods were bound to stay in the forbidden land to suppress the ghost stars all year round, and from the day they were engaged in the work, they would never leave the mountain forever.

Anyone who resides on the power of a god will eventually lose his original heart and become a walking corpse. However, Jumang is a god of recovery. Its spiritual power is warm and can still live with the host's spiritual consciousness for a longer time. However, Rushu, the master's killing, is different. It can often erode the host's spiritual consciousness in just a few months. Moreover, this god is irritable. After destroying the master's spiritual consciousness, he often destroys the host's physical body. Those who die in Rushu's hands often... do not form human form..."

The truth like thunder rolled in, and Liying was a little confused. Although she could still hear her words clearly, she could no longer weigh the actual weight. Basically every word could overwhelm her.

"And Zhao Shen's brother, Zhao Jingyun, is probably the most satisfied host for Rushu. The child's body grew until adulthood, and was in line with Rushu's spiritual power. He was able to practice the exercises, but he disappeared after the Tielin Army destroyed Shushan."

Finally, I heard the answer to confirming the visit, but my previous words were too loud, so I felt a thin wind passing by when I heard this answer.

"Has Zhao Jingyun, the senior mentioned, been eaten up by his spiritual consciousness?"

This question was really deep. The old master was silent for a while, and his heart was filled with sorrow. After a long time of silence, the old master finally replied in a trembling voice: "There are eighteen children who entered the forbidden area with Jingyun. He is the youngest and the last child to become the host of Rushou... Rushou has a strong murderous aura. Basically, as soon as he enters the host's body, he will torture his main spiritual consciousness to collapse. Often, within three days, he can completely erode his soul, and that child is no exception..."

The conversation about this matter was like a long punishment of lingchi. Every question was like a scraper, and it was necessary to cut off all the old man's decay and flesh, and to take out all the bloody pain buried deep in his heart and whip the corpse.

However, this evil was created by the Immortal Sect itself. No matter what the original intention of doing this evil thing is, if you are wrong, it is wrong. Those innocent and lost lives are solid as rocks. As long as there is still a trace of humanity in your heart, you cannot completely erase their blood.

Unfortunately, the old leader had long been blind, so no matter how sad and regretful it was at this moment, he could not shed a tear to vent his feelings. The only thing that could pour out the regret in his heart was a sigh after a sigh.

"These are all our faults. We should not covet the so-called power of gods anymore. We should not bear all this with blood. Those children are innocent. They just bear the price that should be paid for by us..."

Over the years, the old leader has been living in the world with such a sea of ​​shame as blood. He is not just greedy for life and fear of death, but just leaving like this is too cheap. He just hopes that this life can repay those innocent lives at the cost of suffering.

Perhaps it does have a little "greed for life" meaning - now the old leader thinks of these disasters and still practices wholeheartedly, and he only hopes that the children who inherit the teachings of their own will not be able to let go without any hesitation.

The old leader sighed again, "We are not qualified to hate the Marshal, we can only regret the children... Girl, you don't have to bear these things, just like the children in this village. Although they are still tied here, I really have no face to persuade them to let go of the battle to attack immortals - after all, we are just not qualified to hate the Marshal... But the worldly chaos arose mostly because of love and hatred. If you just indulge in the past and remember hatred, this chaos will never be overcome..." At this point, the old man who has tasted a bloody storm and the vicissitudes of life trembled, and tears quietly spread to his heart.

The old leader really couldn't tell all these painful facts to those children, and he could only teach them to let go of their hatred indirectly. The world does not follow the wishes of others, and it is also very good to go with the flow. Everything should be natural and stick to its original intentions.

"When the Immortal Gate first established itself, it was the responsibility of protecting sentient beings. We should have existed for this. This wish is not to be greedy for the name of "chivalrousness". It is just that the journey of the world is difficult. In order to spread it to the ages, someone must eliminate all distractions to clear the way out - we should have existed like this..."

The so-called immortal is a mountain of human beings. They follow the way of heaven and respond to nature, transcend the world but guard the world.

"However, people's hearts are not as good as ever. After all, we are confused by this complicated world, causing such a tragic disaster."

Upon hearing this, Li Ying really wanted to comfort her, "I am kind in my heart, but I am just a biased person." But think carefully, can the real blood be embellished as "morality" just because I was originally kind to protect the world?

Indeed, it is difficult to distinguish between the two words "right and wrong" in a simple way to distinguish between black and white, but this is indeed the norm in the world. From ancient times to the present, there are so many things that can simply determine right and wrong.

In fact, all the rules are just frameworks outlined by mortals themselves. No one can tell what the real "Tao" is. It is neither a rule nor a thing, and it may never exist...

After all, it is just a framework for mortals to divide the things in the world into two sides, three or six or six.

But this seems to be the reason why mortals can survive to this day. Just like joining together to keep warm, the ancestors of mortals invisibly outlined the tangible "home" and used this as the foundation to shape the ups and downs of the ages. Whether it is prosperous or chaotic, disasters, they are born from this and die.

Everyone lives under such a law, so no one has the right to break this framework based on their own selfish desires.

Therefore, if you are wrong, you are wrong. No matter what causes it or is born, it is always "wrong".

"Now, we have been completely defeated and are not worthy of mercy. But as a member of the secular world, I still hope to have the real power to help all living beings through this disaster - even if we sinners are not defeated, we will do whatever we want!"

The old man's last words shook into Liying's heart like a bell. Suddenly, she seemed to suddenly understand what "Tao" is.

However, just as Li Ying suddenly realized, the noise that suddenly came from outside the house pulled her slightly ethereal spiritual sense back to her body, and suddenly smashed it back from Liaoyuan's thoughts, which really made her feel a little dazed.

"Master!" Shao Yun suddenly came over and slapped the door, shocking the old master a wrong god, and he hurriedly calmed down and said, "What's wrong?"

"A very strong poisonous breath suddenly surged in the direction of the poisonous miasma forest, and you may experience a mutant change. You should hide in the dark room and don't be invaded by the poisonous breath."

When Liying heard that there was a change in the poisonous miasma forest, she was shocked and stood up, went over and opened the door.

Shao Yun outside the house saw that Liying came over and opened the door and was stunned for a moment. Perhaps he was also slapped in his heart, and he felt that a mouse was afraid of a cat.

However, Liying didn't talk to him much. She went straight out of the house and looked northwest. She saw a misty fog covering the sky. The grass and trees passed by were withered, and the sound was quite scary.

"Junior sister!" Wei Qing ran towards Liying against the strong wind caused by the poisonous fog. He was so anxious that he had no time to say a word and grabbed her wrist and pulled it back.

"No." Li Ying gently pushed Wei Qing's hand away, turned around and rushed towards the poisonous breath.

This poisonous breath came not only strangely but also simply—

The village is covered with a hiding barrier of the Immortal Sect. Although this barrier is simple and not very perfect, the evil fog of ordinary poisonous breath is absolutely infiltrated.

However, this strange fog was almost as easy to penetrate into the protective layer of the village as if nothing had happened.

Wei Qing was unable to take care of Li Ying for the time being, so he could only protect the safety of the village first.

——

This time, it wasn't Yi Chen who chased them and provoked some weird things, but it was the thing who was chasing them all the way like he was looking for trouble.
Chapter completed!