Building a sect from scratch

"Let me go, it seems that the monk's guess was wrong! The body-seizing plant can't resist the 'breath of Yinglong' they call it!"

Turtle Qi Chun sighed.

The soup dumpling frowned: "That's not right! If buying 'Yinglong's Breath' has such a big impact like the zombie virus, why are we okay?"

Huang Zhucao was also surprised and said: "Hey! That's right! It seems like nothing happened to us!"

The Bamboo Immortal listened to the Jade Emperor's talk all the way. When he heard everyone's doubts, he guessed: "It's probably because you didn't enshrine it and have no connection with it... Besides, I'm afraid this so-called ' Yinglong's aura affects the soul, and since you don't have a soul in your body, the pollution that acts on the soul will have no effect on you. "

"Oh - I see!"

Tangbao suddenly understood: "Even if the monk took away the body of the tree demon, his soul has not changed, so it will still be affected, right?"

The Bamboo Immortal nodded and said: "Exactly, the vegetation spirits and monsters have no souls, only spiritual consciousness. I am afraid that is why they are not affected."

Nietzsche looked at the seven bushes that were still waving wildly, but were intimidated by the power of the Bamboo Immortal and did not dare to make any mistakes. He humbly asked the Bamboo Immortal for advice: "Senior Bamboo Immortal, how should we deal with this thing now?" ?”

"well……"

The Bamboo Immortal sighed leisurely, and said with pity in his words: "First peel off the soul that is attached to the seven bushes. Time, fate, and luck are beyond human control. These seven bushes It seems to be more than three hundred years old. I think that monk has been trapped in this world for more than three hundred years. "

After he finished speaking, a soft white light flew out from his fingertips and penetrated into the largest seven trees.

The screams coming from the vines suddenly stopped, and soon, a black shadow stumbled out of the seven bushes as if it had been squeezed out by something.

The black figure could only barely be seen to be human in shape. Its facial features had long been blurred, its limbs were abnormally swollen, and there were even many things similar to vines growing out of its back, which were long and waving constantly.

It roared silently, lying on all fours, struggling wildly, its neck bound by the white light, like a tethered animal.

The Jade Emperor rarely had a playful smile on his face, and his voice was a bit muffled as he asked: "He...can he still be saved?"

The Bamboo Immortal shook his head and replied: "Seven souls are gone and three souls are dirty. It's better to give him a happy life."

The black shadow seemed to feel something in his heart and struggled even harder. The Bamboo Immortal didn't delay, and casually sent out a green light, piercing the black shadow's forehead. For a moment, the struggling black figure suddenly seemed to be frozen, and stopped in place. After a few seconds, it exploded into a piece of mist, fell to the ground and disappeared.

Nietzsche and others who watched the whole process had no idea. Only the Jade Emperor felt a little aggrieved - that was a living person!

"Well, although this little guy has been sleeping for many years, he has been forced to run around. He should know something more or less. If you want to ask, you can ask. Although it cannot understand human language, I also I can paraphrase it for you.”

As the Bamboo Immortal spoke, he cast another spell on the largest seven-clump tree. However, this time the spell seemed to be beneficial to it. The seven-clump tree trembled tremblingly. Then the vines gradually stretched out in the warm white light, and many young leaves began to grow on the vines.

The leaves of Qicongmu were heart-shaped, and they soon covered the entire plant. It looked lush and green, and the red mist that originally surrounded it gradually dissipated.

Seeing the changes in the appearance of Qicongmu, the Bamboo Immortal said with satisfaction: "This is its original appearance."

"Senior, you mean, let us ask it?"

Turtle Qi Chun pointed at the seven-cong tree with a somewhat troubled expression and asked.

Before the Bamboo Immortal could say anything, the seven-cong tree actually stretched out a vine and gently patted Turtle Qi Chun's shoulder.

Turtle Qi Chun reflexively jumped three feet high, causing the vine to stand awkwardly in the air and sway. Only then did Turtle Qi Chun realize that the person was just saying hello to him, so he flew back with some embarrassment. He explained to the vine: "Ah haha, I'm sorry, I had some side effects from being pulled too much before..."

As he said that, he carefully reached out and poked it.

Soup Dumpling glanced at the thick vine regretfully and muttered: "Does this make us an ally? Then we won't be able to use it as a spiritual material. Sigh..."

Qicongmu seemed to have heard the soup dumpling's words, and retracted the vines with a swish, and also extended his other vines into the soil and hid them, as if he was afraid that others would go up and cut them off.

In the end, Nietzsche, who was still reliable, took the initiative to take on the important task of completing the task: "Senior Bamboo Immortal, please help me ask if he knows about the monk's sect and what happened that year..."

The Bamboo Fairy nodded, closed his eyes, and one foot on the ground suddenly turned into a knot-shaped sugar cane, and then extended into the soil.

After a while, he spoke: "Well...those...those monks were all from the Sword Sect in Liuzhou, including the one who possessed it. They were ordered to come to Central Continent to find human sacrifices to feed Yinglong, it seems. In order to cope with some kind of 'Sect Catastrophe', the supply of humans and animals was later limited, and the passage to the cave world could only be opened from the outside. This place completely lost control... That's about it."

The soup dumpling asked: "Human animals refer to those headless people, right?"

Zhu Xian took the initiative to explain: "Yes, but human sacrifice is not their original creation. Thousands of years ago, human sacrifice was a resource of major sects and was used to worship immortals and gods. However, it was gradually abandoned because this method would bring about heavenly disasters."

After listening to Zhu Xian's explanation, several players couldn't help but discuss.

"Wow! This setting is so dark!"

"I remember that there was a similar setting in the ancient myths and legends of our flower-growing family!"

"It seems that a mass grave was unearthed in Yinxu or somewhere else? There are even women and children! Oh! How terrible!"

"It's still better in our modern society! Otherwise, we would just be human sacrifices!"

The Jade Emperor couldn't help but curse: "They really deserve to die!"

"They deserve to die!"

The same words were said by Fang Xianyu, who had been wearing a helmet through the players' perspective.

The legend of human sacrifice is a very old thing, and she didn't know much. She could also roughly guess the reasons why human sacrifices were abandoned - if you enjoy human sacrifices, you will bear the karma, and over time, a heavenly calamity will befall you. Isn't this kind of behavior of killing the goose that lays the golden eggs and bringing about your own destruction abandoned!

But the absence of human sacrifices does not mean that the people of Guixu Realm are no longer "human sacrifices".

Heavy taxes, a precarious living environment, and being affected by all kinds of weird reasons and losing their lives are not much different from human sacrifices.