Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 303 Winning the name and dying, the ring is broken (5k)

Just looking at the changes in front of him, the black shadow man knew that the blazing blood flame was extremely dangerous, so he cautiously moved away and looked at it repeatedly.

When he came last time, the mountains burning with flames were still some distance away from the muddy sea of ​​the turbid world, but now they are connected together. If you look carefully, you can still see a trace of a river in the middle.

If he had come earlier, he would have been able to confirm, but now, everything was completely burned, and nothing could be confirmed.

Feeling the flames gushing out, the shadow man quietly retreated a little further, still a little scared in his heart.

Back then, in that place covered by bloody flames, there was an extremely powerful being, who dared not leave this way when he came to the muddy sea of ​​troubled times.

Every time I come here, I have to go around in a big circle, go to another layer of abyss first, and then come up from another abyss crack, every time I am risking my life.

Not only do you have to face the harsh environment and the changing abyss, but there may also be some dangerous monsters.

It's not absolutely necessary, he doesn't want to come here.

However, the guy who made him take a dangerous detour every time was gone decades ago. When he came here again, what he saw was only a sea of ​​flames, which has not been extinguished until now.

It is said that two bloody flames fell from the sky, and this place has become like this.

The road to the tenth step has not yet been opened, and the world is so dangerous. He dare not think about what will happen in the future.

He didn't have the guts to stop the opening of the tenth step, and he couldn't stop it, so he could only improve himself as much as possible and plan ahead.

The one in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times woke up once, told him what to do, and gave him strength.

Now is the time for him to pay his debts.

It's really cool to borrow, it's much easier than practicing hard, not to say that you don't need to practice hard, but that you can see rewards if you work hard, this is the most important point.

With his talent and normal qi refining, if he can advance to the seventh step in this life before his lifespan is exhausted, it's all smoke from his ancestral grave.

It's a pity that I have to pay off the debt now, which is really painful.

In order to get things done, I didn't do anything these years, and spent most of my time rushing about things.

Now it is relatively smooth to get the crystal ball, and after using it again, I got a good reminder, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Give this crystal ball to the one who lent him his strength, and when the tenth step is opened, he will have a chance to be promoted.

He put down the altar on the muddy seashore of troubled times, changed into a set of robes, and placed the crystal ball in the center.

Then take a drop of heart blood, a drop of fingertip blood, a drop of essence blood, a lock of heart hair, a lock of hair, and a tooth, respectively, to press a talisman with a black background of blood patterns.

He knelt on the futon, broke eight finger bones, and formed a strange seal formula, chanting sacrificial rites in an unknown language.

As the sacrificial rites were recited, wisps of light smoke rose from the incense sticks burning in the censer.

The light smoke condenses and does not disperse, like weaving, constantly intertwining, outlining a bridge of incense, suspended above the muddy sea of ​​​​the turbid world, extending all the way to the depth.

On both sides of the Qingyan Bridge, the fences rose out of thin air, and on the pillars of smoke, there were outlines of villains with big heads, hideous faces, and different shapes.

In the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, cheering thoughts emerged, wisps of black air, following the light smoke that hung down, climbed to the bridge of incense, and attached to the little people with condensed smoke.

In an instant, the white smoke figures turned into black, squatting on the pillars one by one, opened their dark eyes, and pronounced their names in a language different from that of the human race.

"Ghost."

After reciting the name, the villain's figure stabilized completely.

Then one by one, the big black heads and villains of different shapes pronounced their own names.

Their figures gradually stabilized and they sat on the pillars.

At the back, one of the villains, showing a mouth full of criss-crossed sharp teeth, said with a strange smile.

"Ghost."

However, after it uttered the name, instead of being completely solidified, its figure became more and more illusory.

His figure continued to change between the two forms, and his speed became faster and faster, and finally exploded into black air with a bang.

And the black air wanted to return to the bridge of incense, but it couldn't come back. There was an invisible obstacle that kept it out.

It keeps struggling and never gives up.

As the small pillars on both sides of the Incense Bridge continued to appear one after another, black villains, another guy followed in the footsteps of evil spirits.

A villain who recited "poop ghost" after shouting, was worse than an evil ghost. It didn't even struggle, and a ray of golden light emerged from its body, directly blasting it apart.

The black air couldn't get on the bridge, and wanted to fall back into the muddy sea of ​​the troubled world, but was also repelled. In the end, it could only toss and roll in the wind, and then slowly dissipate, completely annihilated.

And the villain named Evil Ghost gave up on the bridge and tried to return to the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, only to find that it was also excluded.

He was floating in the air, constantly changing his shape, unable to advance or retreat, and finally wanted to escape from the scope of the muddy sea of ​​​​the chaotic world, but the moment he escaped, he was directly annihilated.

After two consecutive deaths and complete annihilation, those black qi who were scrambling to climb the bridge became more cautious.

Heiying was in a hurry, but he couldn't move now, and he couldn't stop chanting the sacrificial oration.

These idiots, why are they so stupid? He sent back a message before, but he specifically said that the evil ghosts in this world are forced to change their names to violent ghosts if they insist on touching porcelain hungry ghosts.

The name is a very important thing, why do idiots not remember it.

For the rest, he didn't understand why, it was obviously fine.

His sacrificial oration was a little hasty, but unfortunately, there was no black air on the two small pillars that were annihilated.

Obviously, no matter how high or low the IQ of those little blackheads is, at least after witnessing their peers climb up and die, they can simply seek good fortune and avoid disaster.

It's useless for the shadow man to be anxious, there is no little blackie to go up and try with his life.

……

Yu Ziqing has been very honest recently, and has fallen into the deep pit of research and cannot extricate himself. Xi Yang was the first to suffer.

Yu Ziqing wants to study whether this guy has any after-effects after being infected by that kind of power. If this guy is a little impatient or anxious, then needless to say, his mind must be affected, and he must be detained. Next, continue to study.

Just thinking about it, Wu Shuangge found Yu Ziqing, and he held the Hunyuan Jindou in front of Yu Ziqing.

"Master, I feel that someone is trying to snatch my treasure just now."

"Huh?" Yu Ziqing stopped what he was doing: "Tell me in detail."

"I just suddenly had a feeling that someone wanted to snatch my baby, but I didn't let go of it, and the person opposite died."

What Wu Shuangge said was unclear, but seeing his nervous appearance, Yu Ziqing didn't think that Sha Gege would make up such a technical lie.

It is not so difficult to snatch Wu Shuangge's accompanying magic weapon from a distance.

After listening to Wu Shuangge say it several times, Yu Ziqing didn't understand what happened.

At this time, half of the head couldn't help poking its head out of the locust tree.

"Someone wanted to steal his name, but the other party's methods were too undisguised, and they dared to steal it openly, and were annihilated by the backlash."

"Can you steal your name?"

"It's not Wu Shuangge's name, but another name. It's related to his baby. I can't tell you the only name. I don't remember it. I just thought of it suddenly."

Half of the head pointed to the missing half of his head, and the missing brain, saying that it was an extraordinary performance to suddenly think of this.

It was impossible for him to explain clearly.

Yu Ziqing looked at Hunyuan Jindou thoughtfully.

Besides the name Wu Shuangge, besides the nickname Shagege, there is indeed another name.

Yu Ziqing only mentioned it once, and he didn't mention it in front of Wu Shuangge.

After changing jobs to hungry ghosts, each hungry ghost has a special title, just like the profiteer hungry ghost is actually surnamed Wang.

The profiteer and hungry ghost is actually a nickname, but the proper name of hungry ghost is not this, and it has never been used.

This kind of name, if there are hungry ghosts with the same ability in the future, it may be officially used.

But for this moment, it is indeed unique and belongs to only one person.

Yu Ziqing couldn't be sure about what happened now, but he only knew that since he had said the name himself, the name already had meaning and was unique.

Ever since changing the name of the evil spirit back then, Yu Ziqing has realized that the name is very important.

Clan names are also important.

"How can we preempt the name?" Yu Ziqing turned his head and asked half-headedly.

This guy was the God of Sacrifice back then, but now that he has become like this, his head is empty. In some matters, his professionalism is not comparable to anyone.

"I don't remember. I just saw Grid and suddenly thought of this. It's not a good thing to be robbed anyway."

When the half-skull said this, he suddenly froze. He stretched out his fingers and stirred in his empty half-skull.

"My lord, is there any rain?"

Yu Ziqing immediately gave him three drops.

The half-head threw Gan Lin into the head, and as Gan Lin was slowly absorbed, some corresponding information also began to appear.

"Being deprived of the name, the result is very miserable, from luck to ability, everything will be taken away slowly over time.

The person who lost his name in the end will slowly disappear until the end, as if he never appeared.

Or what has always existed is only the person who took the name.

The person I am talking about does not refer to the human race, but all living beings.

A long time ago, someone had succeeded, but I don't remember who, he must have been completely successful.

But for the vast majority, winning the title is a failure, and if they are backlashed, they will be annihilated directly.

It's not death, it's annihilation, complete disappearance, non-existence. "

When the half-head said this, it suddenly got stuck.

"I do not remember."

"More." Yu Ziqing took out a bottle of Ganlin.

"No, I just suddenly felt that it was useful, but it was very laborious, and I felt so tired."

Before he finished speaking, half of his head curled up into a ball, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The locust tree behind him wrapped him up and included him.

Yu Ziqing thought for a while, and handed the bottle of Ganlin stock solution to the hungry ghost next to him.

"When he wakes up, give it to him and let him recover slowly."

Ever since his half-head turned into a hungry ghost, Yu Ziqing didn't want to be contaminated with the abilities related to the God of Sacrifice anymore.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if there is one more hungry ghost. It doesn't matter what he was before he was alive, but how he chooses now is important.

Unexpectedly, the half-head was born higher, and it was much more useful than imagined.

Even if you keep it as a Baidu envoy.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Yu Ziqing told Wu Shuangge not to go out recently, and it would not be a problem if it was late to collect the dirty smell.

As for the other hungry ghosts who have changed jobs, Yu Ziqing is not in a hurry to give official names. It is a bit unsafe at this stage.

Go back and figure it out.

He took out the genuine 64-sided crystal, fumbled for a while, and put it away again.

He can't understand it even after divination, it's not as easy to use as a fake, it's a trivial matter to add trouble.

Most importantly, Yu Ziqing believed that even if he couldn't understand the moment he saw it, seeing it itself was an influence.

After thinking about it, Yu Zi calculated the time, Lao Yang should not be so busy, right?

He entered the ring on the seventh floor and summoned the old sheep.

After a while, the old sheep came up, hurriedly, but he was not as irritable as last time he wanted to slam the door.

"If you have something to say, just let it go."

"Double name, have you heard of it?
Someone or something wanted to take Sha Gege's name away, not the name Wu Shuangge, but the name Feed Ghost.

It is said that if it succeeds, everything will be slowly taken away.

This time, the opponent's blatant robbery was annihilated by the backlash. "

"Huh?" Lao Yang frowned, and immediately settled down: "I haven't heard of it, and I have never seen related records. What's going on?"

"The half-head is a newly-appeared hungry ghost. He used to be a god who was not among the gods. He was tortured miserably and finally starved to death..."

Yu Ziqing explained it and explained it in detail.

Lao Yang looked at Yu Ziqing, he had only retreated and studied for a few years, so many things happened?

"You dare to accept this kind of goods?"

"I'm just being kind."

"Hahahaha, fart, do you believe this is a lie?" Lao Yang couldn't help but sneered, but after he finished speaking, his laughter suddenly subsided, and he looked at Yu Ziqing without saying a word.

Yu Ziqing was looked a little hairy, and sighed.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if I have a good heart or not, it's just that, no matter who it is, I will not stop the starving ghost from turning into a hungry ghost."

As soon as the words came out, the old sheep opened his mouth wide.

"My God, what have you been through all these years?"

"It's nothing, I told you everything?"

"When did you master the Mantra and reach the seventh floor?"

"No, I haven't seen the real...uh..."

Yu Ziqing was startled suddenly, looked around, and almost jumped up.

Only then did he realize that he was on the seventh floor, where seven layers of mantras were solidified, so he couldn't just talk nonsense here.

Lao Yang's eyes shone brightly, looking at Yu Ziqing.

"I know that it is absolutely impossible for you to cultivate the treasure of mantra, let alone the highest state of the seventh floor.

What have you been through?
I can't even resist the power here, for example, I am you..."

The old sheep's voice stopped abruptly, obviously, he couldn't say the following words.

Yu Ziqing blinked and whispered tentatively.

"I am your father."

Yu Ziqing looked around.

"It's broken, my ring on the seventh floor must be broken."

"Don't talk nonsense with me, I know you definitely don't know why you can do it, tell me what you have been through these years? What have you done?"

The old sheep was a little impatient, with a frightening light in his eyes, as if he wanted to slice Yu Ziqing into pieces.

"Actually, I'm a woman." Yu Ziqing tried again, and said it smoothly.

He was stunned.

Of course he knew that his ring on the seventh floor was broken, and it wouldn't affect this place.

The problem lies with himself, but he doesn't know why.

What's more, if the old sheep didn't see the problem, he didn't even feel that something was wrong.

He told Lao Yang in detail what he had been doing all these years, but Lao Yang had no idea after listening.

"Next, I will be in seclusion for a period of time and will not communicate with the outside world. I will talk about it after I finish this part. It shouldn't be a bad thing, but you'd better not use this ability anymore."

Lao Yang told him several times, and after watching Yu Ziqing leave, he walked around the seventh floor several times by himself.

After confirming that there was no problem on the seventh floor, he left in a daze.

The secret room they studied was almost completed, and he was busy with the rest. He really couldn't spare the energy to study this.

Right now, the mantra of the seventh floor is only included in the research agenda, and we will talk about it later.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, confused.

He is also thinking about when and what happened to affect this.

……

In the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, after reciting the sacrificial rites of the shadow man, there are still three missing on the bridge of incense and fire built.

In addition to evil ghosts, poop-feeding ghosts, and an even more stupid guy who is so courageous, he dares to use hungry ghosts...

The shadow people felt that the two in front had been wronged.

As a result, not only the little blackie was wiped out on the spot, but even the small pillars on the incense bridge were blown up.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, the whole bridge would have been blown up, and he would have been blown up too, leaving no place for him to die.

He has completely given up building a complete incense bridge.

With these extremely stupid and extremely courageous little blackies around, he can live only because of his wealth.

The shadow man waited quietly, and the bridge of incense extended to the depths of the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, and the end was connected with the mud again.

Under the mud, it was tumbling, and it seemed that more than one guy wanted to climb the bridge of incense, the ladder to the sky.

Fierce competition has made the depths of the muddy sea churn continuously, and the whole muddy sea seems to be boiling again.

Not long after, a mass of tumbling black air boarded the bridge of incense and rushed towards the other side.

There is anticipation in the eyes of the shadow man, and the next step is to pave the way to the tenth step, and wait for the tenth step to open.

The cloud of black air rushed towards the dharma altar, enveloping the crystal ball, but did not retreat.

Instead, it continued to extend, directly wrapping the shadow man in it.

The power of the black shadow man surged out, the power of the same root, not only was not hindered by success at this moment, but it seemed to be welcoming with cheers.

The shadow man's consciousness was falling, slowly becoming nothingness, he heard a sentence.

"Accept your sacrifice, and your wish will be fulfilled, reaching the tenth level."

(End of this chapter)