Do not die

Yan Xiong lay there for a long time, motionless and unresponsive.

But Meng Zhou saw that the aura on his body had not dissipated, but he looked very confused.

Thinking of the scene of Hu Gui being poisoned, although Yan Xiong's poison ability was a perfect match in front of him, a pharmacist, he still retreated farther away and did not stop until he was a hundred meters away.

Meng Zhou took out Hu Gui's storage bag. He originally wanted to take stock of it after he went back, but thinking about Hu Gui's strange behavior after the sword was struck in his heart, he felt that something was wrong.

Don't leave some "dirty" things behind, as it will be inconvenient to deal with them later.

The internal space of Hu Gui's storage bag is nearly thirty square meters, which is equivalent to a warehouse about three meters long, wide and high.

After seeing the items in the space, Meng Zhou took a deep breath and felt a little lucky that he had taken a look in advance.

In this storage space, the stored items are divided into three parts. Because the space is large enough, the categories can be clearly distinguished at a glance.

Some of them are various daily necessities. Except for the expensive and high-quality Lingmi Lingcha, the others are Hu Gui's personal belongings and there is no need to keep them.

The other part is normal cultivation items, such as spiritual stones, magic tools, talismans, pills, etc. Meng Zhou did not count them carefully. He glanced at them briefly, confirmed that there were no problems, and put them aside temporarily, focusing all his attention on the last part of the items. .

Meng Zhou had the same feeling when he saw them for the first time.

Infiltrating people, evil.

These items are stored in the central area of ​​the storage space, with a shrine standing in the center.

In the shrine sits a statue of a god with three heads and six arms.

With three heads and three sides, the image is distinct and different.

One side of one of them is filled with strong hatred. The lingering hatred seems to have substance and is clearly presented on its face. Just looking at it is like being stared at by a poisonous snake, as if it wants to follow the gaze and penetrate into the heart. Slowly grow and grow in it.

One side of it is full of pleasure. The greater the intensity of hatred, the greater the pleasure of revenge.

The last one is aloof from the outside world, with no desires or pursuits, and a solemn treasure, just like a sage who has understood the true meaning of the great road.

This shrine statue contains a strange magical power. Just looking at it, the thoughts in my heart seem to come alive.

It was as if a strange hook was reaching into his heart, trying to catch something.

Meng Zhou's hair stood on end instantly, and his hair stood on end.

His attention quickly moved away from the shrine statue, and the feeling that something foreign had penetrated his heart finally subsided.

And around the shrine, there were four objects surrounding it like tributes. With just one glance, Meng Zhou felt that his soul had been severely impacted and polluted.

A brain in extremely complete condition.

Based on his experience as a pharmacist, Meng Zhou was very sure that this brain did not come from any primate, this was the human brain!

A baby of less than a month old, carved in pink and jade, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Really "deep" sleep!

A root of the Sun that is intact and still maintains its arrogant and majestic attitude.

A neat, square, bloody cube like tofu jelly.

Meng Zhou couldn't tell the origin of the blood at a glance, but he was glad that he didn't know. At least, his soul would be spared one more blow.

He even tightly restrained his thinking to prevent it from making too many associations.

Meng Zhou used his magic hand to grab the headless corpse that fell to the ground in the distance. He found a flame talisman from the storage space and played it. The headless corpse instantly burst into flames.

Meng Zhou threw Hu Gui's ferocious and twisted head into the fire, and the four tributes that made him feel physically uncomfortable were also thrown into the fire.

Watching them being purified in the flames, Meng Zhou's mind finally became clear again.

Then, Meng Zhou threw Hu Gui's personal belongings into the fire.

Finally, Meng Zhou looked at the evil and weird shrine statue, thought about it, and decided to burn it.

He knew that this thing was extraordinary, but because it was so extraordinary, he couldn't grasp it at all, so he burned it clean and finished it.

As soon as he took out the object and was about to throw it into the fire, the rope spirit on his wrist suddenly woke up from silence.

Like a long snake emerging from the abyss, or like a fine spider web, wrapped around the three heads of the shrine statue.

This sudden change shocked Meng Zhou.

When the rope spirit returned to his wrist and fell asleep with the satisfaction of having eaten the unexpected delicacy, Meng Zhou discovered that the evil and weird feeling of the shrine statue had disappeared without a trace.

What he saw was just a root carving with exquisite handiwork and exaggerated shape.

Yes, it was only then that he noticed that this shrine statue was a complete root sculpture created from the roots of first-grade high-quality wood spiritual materials.

Meng Zhou no longer felt the slightest threat from it. The biggest difference between it and the Qingling wood he bought was the difference in quality.

Meng Zhou checked it carefully and put the item back into the storage bag again.

At this moment, the flames had burned out, and various items, including Hu Gui's body, had been burned to ashes in the flames.

The mana's hand reached into the ashes and gently stirred to ensure that all items could be burned to the fullest extent.

The next moment, something moved in his heart.

The magic hand took out a thumb-sized white jade from the ashes and held it in his hand. It was actually a little cool.

Meng Zhou was convinced that Hu Gui's belongings had been searched thoroughly and there could be no omissions. Mana's hand search was more thorough than touching the body with his own hands.

To put it bluntly, he can find it even if it is hidden in his mouth or in his buttocks.

Therefore, this white jade, which can remain intact in the fire, should be hidden in Hu Gui's body.

It wasn't revealed until he was completely burned to ashes.

"What is this?"

Thoughts were racing in Meng Zhou's mind. He searched over and over again the memory of his former master and what he had seen and heard these days, and finally came to some conclusions.

"Jade slip, this is the jade slip for passing on martial arts!"

For many cultivation methods, the meaning cannot be accurately expressed by words alone. Books can no longer serve as the basis for inheritance. Only jade slips can record some divine intentions and even mysterious and mysterious feelings that cannot be expressed in words.

Only if the quality of the practice method is sufficient, it is necessary to use the Jade Slips to transfer the power, and only such a precious thing would be allowed to be collected by Hu Gui in this way.

Meng Zhou calmed down and placed the object between his forehead and eyebrows. Under the warm and slightly cool touch, a large amount of information poured into his mind.

After a while, Meng Zhou put the jade slip into his storage bag, feeling overwhelmed.

"The Sutra of Lihenjing actually has such an evil practice method."

There are two methods of practice in the Sutra of "Leaving Hatred", both of which have only one point at their core: "Growing Hatred".

One way is to plant seeds for others, and find those people who have strong hatred hidden in their hearts among the vast crowd.

Then, use secret methods to arouse the hatred in his heart, carefully cultivate it to make it stronger, and finally the water will overflow and be released vigorously.

This is the whole process from cultivation to maturity of a "seed of separation and hatred".

According to the Sutra of Lihen, the Seed of Lihen is the embodiment of the ultimate concentration and sublimation of one's life, and its efficacy is better than any panacea.

Swallowing the Seed of Lihen is equivalent to swallowing the purest and most essence part of another life.

It can ignore the level of talent and physical decay, and help people improve their cultivation and enter a higher level of life.

In the general concept of spiritual practice, those who are unable to advance to a higher level due to too low talent or too old can ignore all this as long as they practice the Sutra of Lihan and swallow the seeds of Lihan.

Another way is to grow it for yourself.

The benefits of planting a seed of separation and hatred in your own heart are obvious, that is, you don’t ask for help from others, you produce and sell yourself, you push your left foot and your right foot, and you go to heaven where you are.

But he has a prerequisite, that is, the user must have a strong enough and long-lasting hatred in his heart as a support. If a great revenge is avenged, all the hatred will disappear, leaving emptiness and loneliness, which means the end of the development of the hatred species.

In response to this situation, the Lihen Jing also provides a lot of perverted guidance.

Teaching people how to actively cultivate hatred without any hatred in their hearts, including but not limited to actively cuckolding, actively killing the whole family, anyway, how to make yourself hate is the purpose.

If you can achieve the goal of hating the sky, the earth, and the air, then congratulations, you are a peerless genius who practices the Sutra of Leaving Hatred.

At the same time, this sutra also reminds practitioners that if they want to go far, they must get rid of the "little hatred" towards a specific person or specific power group, because this will eventually dry up one day.

Spread hatred to a group and turn small hatred into big hatred. This is the method that will last forever.

You can harvest "hateful groups" like leeks and become precious medicine for your own growth.

This is simply a customized resource treasure trove that is only effective for the cultivator himself.

And the potential and characteristics of this "hateful group" will be fed back to the practitioners in some form.

The choice of this "hate group" determines whether this custom treasure house will be barren or fertile.

But on the other hand, although it is customized, it still needs to be done according to one's ability.

Because this kind of hatred is real, it has a strong influence on the emotions and even behavior of the practitioner.

If he overestimates his ability and sets "the entire practice world" as the target of hatred, he will either bring down the entire practice world, or he will be brought down by the entire practice world.

As for which one is more likely, sensible people all know.

While Meng Zhou lamented that this practice was perverted, he also suddenly understood Hu Gui's behavior.

This old guy has obviously set the group of martial arts masters as the target of his hatred.

I just don’t know what he went through at the hands of a martial arts master in order to develop such hatred.

When practicing the Lihen Sutra, whether you are "sowing hatred" to others or "sowing hatred" to yourself, you must rely on the three-headed and three-sided statue of Lihen, which transforms the illusory hatred into the "seed of Lihen". key.

Among them, it also involved a series of rituals that made Meng Zhou feel dirty and disgusting, and exceeded the limits of human beings.

In the Sutra of Li Hen, the powerful are really powerful, and the evil gates are also really evil gates.

After just reading it once, Meng Zhou sealed the soul-polluting information in his heart.

But there is also a part of the information that he has retained, including some strange and unsophisticated spells, as well as some secret techniques targeting the soul.

Here, Meng Zhou also learned about Hu Gui's final method against Yan Xiong.

It's called "Li Hate Explosion".

When facing a desperate situation, detonate the hatred seed and have a head-on collision with the enemy's soul.

This is a secret method of dying with the enemy and dying together.

Its power depends on the user's own cultivation and the quality of the Lihen Seed.

When Hu Gui suffered fatal injuries and his soul had even turned into an out-of-body attack, his body still maintained basic mobility and walked little by little towards the struggling Yan Xiong, vowing to complete the final blow.

This is the miraculous effect caused by the intense hatred that permeates the whole body after the outbreak of hatred.

The first sentence in the opening chapter of the Sutra: The Power of Hatred can transcend life and death.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of movement in the distance.

Meng Zhou raised his eyes and saw that Yan Xiong moved his fingers, and then began to struggle little by little to sit up slowly.

"You're not dead yet? Life is tough enough!"