How can one become an immortal if one is so lazy?

The copper snake's spitting sound was like gold and iron rubbing against each other. According to Hei Yang's command, it moved slightly towards the east. The stone bricks paved in the courtyard were crushed and cracked, making Hei Yang feel a toothache just looking at them.

"Whenever you no longer live here, let's find a master to help with the paving again..."

Hei Yang muttered softly, you can't live in someone else's house and leave a mess after leaving, right?

Just be the same as you were when you came, and let others recover when you leave!

Well, but if it takes until October and he still can't leave, then he will pick all the walnuts from this walnut tree and take them back!

Anyway, it will still grow next year, so it will be wasted if you don’t pick it!

Looking at the size of the tree, it can only hold two sacks, right?

It's so convenient to put a sack inside the storage bag.

Hei Yang felt that if there was a ranking of the greatest inventions in the history of cultivation in the world of cultivation, storage bag/ring/space would definitely be ranked in the top three, and he couldn't even think of two other inventions that could be tied with them.

Not to mention traveling around the world, even if we look at the entire world, this thing will definitely be on the list.

Game packages, magic bags, storage capsules, sealed scrolls...

It has many forms, but no matter how fancy it is, you can still see its true form at a glance...

By the way, where have all the great inventors in the world of cultivation gone? Come on, why don't you help this lazy dog ​​like him?

With random thoughts in his mind, Hei Yang clasped his hands, aiming at the copper snake while trying to avoid the surrounding buildings: "The other side."

Gray-white mist surged out, wrapping the black sun and the copper snake together. Then the gray mist gradually became lighter and hazy. Under the gaze of the horse on the side, the black sun and the copper snake disappeared, and the gray mist was still filling... …

"The intersection of life and death..."

Hei Yang looked at the gray sky around him. In the world of travel, this kind of place shouldn't exist, but the supernatural power from the other side, gifted from the underworld, temporarily opened up such a space here.

"let's start."

Black Yang turned his head to look at the copper snake. The other person had already shown his true colors at this time. His scarlet eyes could not be closed. On the dark green snake's body, red-gold veins flowed. Its fangs stretched out, and the water of the River of Forgetfulness was stored in it.

Upon hearing Black Yang's command, the copper snake opened its huge mouth, and gray resentful souls and lonely souls flew out in a daze, with their respective corpses and skeletons scattered all over the ground.

The lonely ghosts and resentful souls howled and stirred up gusts of dark wind, trying to escape in all directions, but they touched the gray-white fog, just like encountering a wall of air in the game, unable to move any further.

"It's for your own good that I won't let you go out. It makes it seem like I'm imprisoning you and torturing you. Once you go out, the sun will bask in the sun and the wind will blow, and you'll send it directly."

Hei Yang couldn't help but complain, and there was a big enemy who wanted to bite Hei Yang, but this place was no longer at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, but Hei Yang's territory.

Even if the enemies try their best, they can't lift the slightest bit of Black Sun's clothes.

He felt that a bunch of words "immune", "immune" and "immune" should pop up on his head now. This is not a question of whether to break the defense, but a situation of "the destruction of the blocks here is prohibited".

Hei Yang waved his hand gently, and the gray-white mist easily pulled the souls away, imprisoning them in place in an orderly manner, and arranged them in neat rows.

At this time, the soul and skeleton were still pouring out of the bronze snake's mouth, blowing out gusts of gray wind like a hairdryer.

"Well...oh my god..."

Hei Yang looked at the densely packed souls and skeletons, and a mask of pain appeared on his face involuntarily: "One, two, a hundred, two hundred...

When I promised Grandma Meng, I didn't take a closer look at how many you have!

You are exploring dangerous ruins, not joining a gang to build a team. With so many people going in together, is there any place to stay?

Wow, that’s really cool! "

Hei Yang's face became more and more numb. Seeing the souls constantly pouring out of the copper snake's mouth, his brain screamed: "Don't keep pouring out. Let's stop it here. I can't bear it anymore!"

Five long minutes, as Black Yang waited painfully, as if a lifetime had passed, the copper snake finally closed its mouth.

In the gray space, white bones were scattered all over the floor, while souls were arranged neatly under the constraints of the black sun.

"One, two..."

Hei Yang counted the ghosts with an expressionless face: "Twenty-four rows, thirty columns... there are five left, seven hundred and twenty-five people.

The limited time is one year, which is 365 days...

One to one makes one, two to two makes four...

Well, I only need to deal with two resentful souls in one day, so I can still have two days left as a weekend break, which is good..."

Hei Yang: "..."

"Good for you sister!"

Heiyang's pupil earthquake.

“Where’s the day off?! Where’s the day off?!

Oh, by the way, as long as I solve more than two every day, I can save more time. What a good idea! Grass!

Don’t I want to eat, don’t I want to sleep, don’t I want to play with Xiaoli? ! "

He is just a cricket and a black sun, not Po Meng. How can He De survive more than 700 people in a year? Apart from the five-color clan, will the rest of the black sun bring any benefits to him after living? ? !

Oh, the resurrected soul on the other side cannot betray him. After all, he has seen all the true spirit of the soul, ahem...

So he will then have to manage the eating, drinking, sleeping, eating, drinking, sleeping, sleeping of more than 700 people...

Wait, no, why should he support these people? These people should be working to support him!

Hei Yang: "..."

Hei Yang coughed twice, shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind, and turned back the street lights...

"That's right, Brother Heichen, you come out!"

Hei Yang waved his hand, controlling the gray mist to absorb Hei Chen's confused soul to his side. Seeing that Hei Chen was still not awake, Hei Yang touched his chin with his hand and muttered softly.

"Everyone's corpses are here. As for Brother Hei Chen, yours is still half-dead. Do you still need to go to the capital for processing... Forget it, let's try an ordinary one first!"

After storing Brother Hei Chen's soul separately, Hei Yang looked at the first person in the queue, frowned, and looked at the clothes of the soul body. He was a disciple of the Qing family. If he was to experiment...

Hei Yang is not a saint, he must be biased towards his distant relatives...

"You, it's you! Who told you to look around? If you have a bad attitude, get out of the queue!"

Hei Yang pointed at the third person in the first row, put a hat on him casually, and used the gray mist to absorb the opponent's howl in front of him.

Well, in this case, according to the other party's soul information fed back by the other side, he is a casual cultivator hired by the royal family, and he was still under the fifth prince at the time. He was sold by others and counted the money for others. He is an old unlucky guy.

In addition, among the 725 people, the Five Color Family accounts for 322 people, the Yunteng Caravan accounts for 97 people, and the Pharmacist Association that seems to be related to the Medicine King Valley accounts for 130 people. , there is also a force called the Trial Sword Alliance, which has only forty-six people, and the remaining royal family members have one hundred and thirty people.

Hei Yang looked at the resentful soul in front of him who was full of resentment and irrational. He frowned and stretched out his fingers towards the other side: "The other side!"

"Ouch!!!"

In the fierce howl of the resentful soul, gray mist shrouded it, and Hei Yang clearly saw a trace of panic on the other party's face. This was a good thing, indicating that having some normal human emotions was better than always resenting the living by instinct. The resentment is good!

Hei Yang's eyes flickered, and through the gray mist, his eyes penetrated the surface of the soul and saw the deepest part...

Talent, memory, personality, emotions, experiences...

Happy memories, painful memories, boring memories...

The heavy part of the soul, the light part of the soul, the part of the soul that seems to be filled with water...

Suddenly, Hei Yang narrowed his eyes. In the gray soul body, there were groups of colorful black particles that were continuously generated, spread, and filled...

Just like rotten mold on fruits, they are negative substances produced by the soul's unwillingness to die. They are highly toxic to the soul. When they spread completely and completely erode the soul, this dead soul will be difficult to save even if the king of hell comes!

At that time, the so-called "transcendence" and "purification" process will have to be carried out, which actually means that the dead soul will never have a chance to be resurrected.

The gray mist seeped and rolled, drifting towards the black dot under the control of Black Sun.

Avoiding memories, avoiding emotions, gently passing by talents, and thrillingly jumping over other normal parts of the soul, Hei Yang held his hands in vain: "Take it!"

The gray mist suddenly exerted force and swallowed up those colorful black spots!

Then, using the same process, he returned the same way and broke away from the body of the resentful soul. The resentful soul, which had been howling continuously, now gradually calmed down.

However, it only calmed down for a moment, and then emotions such as "doubt", "surprise", "thinking" and "fear" appeared on his face. This was when he regained his true instinctive consciousness and gradually realized that he seemed to have burped.

Gray mist floated over Hei Yang's palm, and black particles were bound in it. He frowned, gently took out a small jade bottle, controlled the influx of gray mist, and closed the lid tightly!

At this time, use the detection skill to look at the jade bottle.

Item: Soul Poison

quality:? ? ?

Effect: pollutes the soul, blinds the intellect, shields the spirit, and devours the soul.

Introduction: In the 7863rd Heavenly Conference, it was listed as a poison, and because it would cause irreversible damage to the world's reincarnation, it was listed as a banned substance.

Introduction 2: You call it powerful, it can’t even kill people, you call it useless, the big guys are disgusted when they look at it, what do you think it is?

"Alas……"

Hei Yang threw the jade bottle into a new storage bag he had just bought in disgust. After taking out all these things, he put them together and directed a shot at the storage bag to shatter reality and destroy the world. Harmful!

Chapter 145: Drunkness is the root of all evils. It’s too late to realize the regret after waking up.

Hei Yang looked at the unfortunate guy who was still confused, and clapped his hands to attract his attention.

"Hey, hey, don't be confused first. Let's all cooperate with each other so as not to waste both parties' time..."

After a pause, Hei Yang took two steps back and pointed to the sea of ​​skeletons on the side: "Nuo, go find your own bones and then assemble them yourself. Be quick and quick!"

Soul: "..."

The soul nodded subconsciously. The aura on Hei Yang's body gave him an irresistible feeling, and the desire for his own bones began to emerge from the depths of his soul, which could also be said to be the yearning for life.

This desire is probably like the attachment to the quilt when you wake up in the morning. A soul without a skeleton to rely on always feels insecure.

Not only do you have to get back into bed quickly, but you also fall in love with the bed. You must find your own frame to successfully match it.

What a waste of time it would be if Hei Yang arranged and distributed their bodies by himself. At a glance, he saw that they were all white and white. It was so dazzling that he couldn't let him detect the bones one by one!

【Skull No. 666】

【Rib No. 235】

[Toe bones of No. 007]

…

Hiss, this kind of puzzle matching, the workload is too much!

Watching the soul temporarily named No. 003 gather ghost energy and dive into the sea of ​​bones to dig its own body, Heiyang nodded with satisfaction.

“This way, a lot of time can be saved, it is worthy of being…”

Before Heiyang finished speaking, a rib brushed past his head and hit the ground hard. He blinked, turned his head to look at No. 003, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Fuck, don't throw it around if it's not your skeleton. Be gentle, don't smash its head!

Fuck, you are mentally retarded, you are poking your arm at your leg, is that a place that can be connected!

Also, you have three thigh bones in your arms, you can't be too greedy as a ghost, put it down!"

I saw 003 rushing into the sea of ​​bones, and in an instant, like a weasel rushing into a chicken roll, bones were thrown away one by one, and bone fragments were scattered...

If this continues, the brothers behind can only find bone powder!

The gray mist lifted up Heiyang, and rushed towards 003 with great momentum, and also plunged into the sea of ​​bones. Several broken bones splashed on the bronze snake, making a crisp knocking sound.

A group of resentful souls looked at Heiyang and 003 chasing in the sea of ​​bones, and suddenly felt more resentful!

"Hiss..."

The bronze snake looked at its master helplessly. Why did it feel that it would be difficult to solve these within a year...?

[Your contract partner (Hei Yang) has a deeper understanding of the other side of the magical power, and is in the process of synchronous understanding...]

"What is that guy doing..."

Hong Li looked at the information that kept popping up and couldn't help frowning: "Strange..."

[Hong Li: What's wrong with you? ]

[Hei Yang: Busy, don't disturb me. ]

[Hong Li: ? ? ? ]

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