Great God King

"It's no wonder that some people go crazy." If Wang Baoyu has some understanding.

"Master, you may think that the order of netherworld is unimportant, but it is a rare treasure for those who are different." Xiaobai Dao.

"Oh, it's reasonable. Maybe one day, I can see the king of ghosts." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Even if we don't use it, we may be able to sell it for a good price in the future." "It's strange to say that there is no trace left by the king of ghosts in the underground prison of the GUI people."

"Why not? There is an image in the mirror and a poem. "

"Hey hey, I didn't see it anyway. It's just your shadow. It's very sad." Xiaobai is a little embarrassed.

Wang Baoyu is confused again. What's going on? Why can only he see the picture of the activity?

"Master, if there is an image in the mirror, it must be created by the soul, and the king of ghosts will certainly be able to do this. But why can you see it? I don't understand. The owner is very strange and different from ordinary people. " Xiaobai doesn't think Wang Baoyu is lying to him.

With so many new concepts, Wang Baoyu asked, "what's the difference between soul and soul?"

"The difference is big, the soul is a unified name, and the soul can only be owned by the most powerful people of the ghost clan, which is above the soul. It is said that only those who have deep and heavy resentment will produce souls, which will make the ghosts materialize. "

"Looks like a human being?" Wang Baoyu was shocked.

"Yes, if we meet the materialized ghosts, we can only run quickly, which is not inferior to the cultivation of Guizhen period." Xiaobai reminds me of something.

"Run a fart. It's no different from people. How can you tell it?"

"You can see that there is no soul core. In other words, they are a huge soul core. "

Hearing this, Wang Baoyu couldn't help being happy. "Xiaobai, I don't have a soul core. Can't I pretend to be a ghost to frighten people?"

"No, you have a fake, at least with a human flavor."

After a lot of knowledge, Wang Baoyu suddenly thought of the eight level demon and asked, "does the demon family also have no soul core?"

"No!"

"Then how to distinguish the demons from the ghosts?"

"This is simpler. The demons in those days were just like the Protoss. They were arrogant. Therefore, they never disdain to cover up their evil spirit. " Xiaobai explained it very clearly.

"By the way, does the Shura have no soul core?" Wang Baoyu asked again.

"Of course not. They are not human beings, ghosts, gods and demons. They are brave and good at fighting. They are immortal. They are invincible." Xiaobai is full of praise.

"Don't you say that the gods die, too? Can we say that the Shura are more powerful than the gods

"Master, don't speak too seriously. The immortality of the Shura is also relative. They can be killed, but after many years, they appear again out of thin air. It is precisely because of this that the reproduction of the Shura is always a big problem. They can not live or die, nor can they die or live. "

There are six major races in Lingyan land, which are the Terran, the Buddha, the demon, the ghost and the Shura. These wangbaoyu have known for a long time that people, demons, demons and ghosts have been seen, but not the Shura and the Buddha.

The immortal in Xiaobai's mouth is just the language of Buddhism. In Wang Baoyu's fragmentary memory, there are a large number of Buddhists. However, after coming here, apart from knowing that there is a golden Buddha on the turtle back, there is no trace of Buddhism.

Buddhists take it as their duty to save all living beings. They live in harmony with demons and overcome each other. Do you think the Buddha here has changed its flavor?

"Xiaobai, there must be a soul core in the Buddha clan?"

"Everything here is very different, I think! At first there was, and then it became a sarira. "

When it comes to sarizi, Wang Baoyu has a vague image in his mind. There is always a bright red pearl like blood.

Along with the trace of the bead to explore the depths of memory, a girl dressed in a monk's clothes died, was set on fire, and finally left some beads.

Then, another image suddenly appeared in my mind. A woman in a monk's clothes was sitting quietly facing the stone wall with her white hair flying in the wind, but she was like a stone statue.

As if feeling Wang Baoyu, the white haired monk turned her head slowly. When she was about to see clearly, her memory was interrupted again and lost all clues.

Oh, these hateful memories! Not far or near, never leave, not clear, endless.

Wang Baoyu thumped his head and controlled his confused thoughts. He got up and sat down. His spirit sank into the elixir field and entered the state of practicing martial arts.

Xiaobai is also very quiet, lying there with her eyes closed, her hair is more and more bright, which is why she has absorbed the aura.

The next morning, Wang Baoyu walked out of the room. Qiuhong had already packed up and waited. After putting up the sign of closing the store, they flew away towards Chishui Bay.

"Little brother, you are too fast. Wait for me!" Qiuhong put together enough real gas, still can't catch up with Wang Baoyu's steps, panting and hissing.Wang Baoyu's actual accomplishments are in the later period of foundation construction, and he has also practiced Lingfeng step. He thinks that he has slowed down the speed as much as possible, or faster than Qiuhong.

Can't help, can only use walking, two people chat all the way, pour also don't feel stuffy.

Half a day later, I came to the trading market near Chishui Bay, which was filled with all kinds of monster materials. People came and went, and it was very lively.

Wang Baoyu gave Qiuhong a handful of medium-grade Lingshi, and asked her to buy Mingmu tea for herself. Then she pretended to buy some cheap animal bones and took the opportunity to inquire about Miao Zong.

You can't just listen to one person, it may make a wrong judgment.

The monks who sold goods almost agreed that Miao Zong was a good man and never bullied others. It was this trading market that supported most of the monks on the island.

Qiuhong came back soon, carrying a big sack, saying that the tea here had been sold out.

Wang Baoyu nodded with satisfaction, and then put it into the storage bag. Seeing the sack disappear in the small bag, Qiuhong couldn't help admiring and praising it as a good thing.

Qiuhong consciously returns the remaining spirit stone. Wang Baoyu gives her one, which is regarded as running expenses. The rest is taken back in the bag.

Even so, Qiuhong also repeatedly said that the reward was too much, and it was a shame.

Chishui Bay is the battlefield of the sea demon. Wang Baoyu was very interested in this. After going out of the market, he immediately took out the white boat flying magic weapon from the storage bag and jumped up.

Looking at the exquisite boat, which is covered with top-grade spirit stones, and riding against the spirit to resist the sky, Qiuhong is shocked to be silly. She has never heard of such a good flying instrument and rich characters on Xigui island.

"Qiuhong, come on! I'll show you around. "

"It's too presumptuous."

"It doesn't matter. Come on, let's go into the air and have a good look at Chishui Bay." Wang Baoyu said warmly.

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