The Lord of Reincarnation

From the previous diary, Fang Xian knew that the owner of this notebook, Hei Jie, was an adolescent boy.

In my diary, I recorded some content that is not suitable for children.

He's always seen it as a joke, but it's really nothing.

But the little boy obviously felt unsafe and wanted to destroy the corpse!

"If I tear up a few more pages, will I have no place to live?"

"Um?"

Fang Xian suddenly found that the dark gap was slowly and firmly recovering.

"Could it be my immortal soul that changed the nature of the diary? No...it seems to be some kind of characteristic of its own - immortality?"

He began to feel that the notebook he was living in was a little unusual.

At this point, at least it has been proved that it has the two characteristics of 'alive' and 'indestructible'.

"Also... I can turn into a creature at most in reincarnation, how can I become a dead thing? Unless the notebook is originally alive?"

...

It didn't take long for a new line of fonts to appear in the darkness, which was slightly scribbled, and the writer of reality felt extremely uneasy.

"Impossible... I clearly remember that I have torn up those pages of the diary, why did I come back?"

"Crazy, I must be crazy!"

The next moment, more diaries were ripped apart and turned into a mass of shreds.

But they are still recovering slowly but surely.

Fang Xian was bored, and the power of the primordial spirit touched it lightly, and immediately felt that it could speed up the process.

As soon as he thought about it, in a blink of an eye, this space was restored to its original state.

"Very good, it seems that I don't have to worry about the safety of this habitat for the time being..."

He nodded in satisfaction, not knowing if the people outside collapsed.

But he soon found out.

It didn't take long for a fire to appear in this dark space, swallowing up a lot of darkness.

"Is this... going to burn me to ashes?"

Fang Xian was speechless.

He watched the darkness engulfed by the firelight, thought for a while, but didn't do anything.

Anyway, the light of the fire did not bring the slightest sense of threat to his Primordial Spirit.

After this space burns out, a little bit of light emerges from nowhere, and re-condenses into a mass of dark objects. It is a gel like jelly, and there seem to be countless light spots wandering inside.

"This is... the 'essence' of notebooks?"

Fang Xian thought about it, and the power of Yuanshen spread.

The 'Darkness' still wanted to resist this point, but was rushed by the power of his Primordial Spirit, and he was immediately tamed and controlled.

It's a wonderful feeling, like taming a hound.

"Recover!"

Fang Xian's mind moved, and he controlled the dark characteristics and restored the original space.

Without this space, his Yuanshen felt very uncomfortable.

The original handwriting in the space has been swept away,

turned into a whole new notebook.

"The characteristics of immortality and automatic recovery come from the notebook itself. I just drive it. Even if it is tens of millions of times, I will not lose the power of my primordial spirit. It's not bad..."

"Also, I feel that even if it is destroyed thousands of times, it will not be able to shake a little bit of the 'essence' of this notebook... A very remarkable thing, huh? Wait a minute?"

After mastering that "essence", Fang Xian found that he seemed to have an additional ability.

"curse!"

"Using blood as a medium, I can curse the target to die? No...it's a feature of this notebook, I can curse the opponent to die, using the opponent's blood as a medium..."

"Heijie is no longer Ye... speechless..."

...

At this time, a brand new handwriting appeared in the space: "You...what the hell are you?"

It seems that the owner of the notebook is a little crazy.

"I want to know too..."

Fang Xian thought for a while, and under the other party's handwriting, wrote a new line of words:

"The Book of Curses!"

"Write the name in the blood of the target, and curse the target to die!"

Blood is the key, and there is no need for a name at all. After all, there are many duplicate names in the world. This is a little bit of fun added by Fang Xian himself.

...

There was no reply for a long time, it seemed that Heijie was frightened.

After confirming that his safety is guaranteed, Fang Xian is not too afraid.

Even if the other party abandons him or locks him in a corner, he can quietly wait for the reincarnation to open again.

Of course, if you want to go out and make waves, you must show your worth.

"Let's see if he will be tempted..."

"And... a book with wisdom is obviously more terrifying than a rigid book. I should pretend to be a rigid book of curses. I can't reveal my ability to think..."

Therefore, after a few days, when the Hei Jie asked questions like crazy, Fang Xian just pretended to be stupid, just to see if the Hei Jie would try.

That day didn't make him wait too long.

One day, Fang Xian found a name written in blood on the notebook.

- Rat One!

"Clever, this is obviously not a personal name. Do you know how to find a small animal for testing first?"

"But the goal of this notebook seems to be living creatures..."

Fang Xian's power of primordial spirit touched this name, and the name written in blood seemed to have inspired some kind of 'catalyst', allowing him to 'see' a small hamster in a cage.

The little hamster didn't know what was going on, but suddenly became frantic and frantic and ran around.

"Your life is in my hands!"

Fang Xian sensed the essence of the notebook he was driving.

He has completely controlled this trait, so he can decide whether the curse will explode or not, and when it will explode.

"If it's a human, I have to hesitate. Since it's a test mouse, it's nothing... I just need a test object."

Fang Xian inspires the ability of traits.

The next moment, the little hamster fell down suddenly, its limbs stiff and motionless.

Not only that, its fur fell quickly, giving off a foul smell, and it seemed to rot in a short period of time...

"Really dead..."

At the same time that it died, Fang Xian felt that the trickle that had been swallowed up in the past poured into his Yuanshen, making his state a little better.

"It's too little. Compared to the original one, it's just a drop of water... Is this... spirituality brought about by the death of the hamster?"

Fang Xian was thoughtful.

He named this energy 'Spirituality'!

All things have spirit!

Any living creature has spirituality.

Human beings are all primates, and their spirituality is naturally the most abundant, even on two levels with other animals.

"When I learned that spirituality that day, Hei Jie once kept a diary. He went to a certain funeral, so someone died? I learned a little of the other party's spirituality?"

"This notebook can curse the death of creatures, steal the other party's spirituality, and passively devour the spirituality of the dead around?"

"And this kind of spirituality is very helpful for me to regain my strength?"

Fang Xian has a feeling.

He was still in the primordial spirit realm, but he had no power.

In the rules of this world, it seems that there is no concept of heaven and earth vitality of the previous world.

On the contrary, there is a kind of 'spirituality' that can be used!

If he can absorb a lot of spirituality, even if he can't return to the peak of his previous life, he can at least increase his strength. This may be his chance to get out of this 'cage'.

After all, he can only passively accept information now, or use the curse to release the wind for a short time, and he can't even find this diary with his divine sense.

"Is this... the rhythm that forces me to become a certain notebook?"

"Not so good... Maybe another method should be used, such as asking Hei Jie to take me to the hospital or funeral home to wait..."

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