Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

Of course, those words were not addressed to him, but to remind He Lanjiu.

Lan finally turned into black smoke and left Niaowei Mountain in a short while, leaving only two people who hesitated to pursue.

"You have never opened a spiritual vein before, and this is what happens after a large amount of spiritual power is poured into your body." He Lanjiu pulled his hand and pretended to check the pulse signal, but his eyes fell on the faintly visible bright text, "Don't worry, you are still far away from death .”

I just don't know where Qian Yichen learned the weird spells from.

At least when he was in Qiu County, this person would definitely not, otherwise, with his personality, he would have tried to resist as early as the day he was threatened.

He Lanjiu once read the legend of controlling spirits in ancient times in ancient books. The general idea is that mortals can also summon the aura scattered between the heaven and the earth for their own use.

As long as you can fully master it, it will not be a problem to create your own spells in the future.

However, that is just a legend after all.

He Lanjiu asked herself that she was not a good person, and if she had the opportunity to see the lost spell again, of course she had to do something evil to be worthy of her status.

But when he was concentrating on memorizing the writing, the images formed under his eyes were ever-changing, with no fixed form, making it impossible for people to remember.

"me……"

Qian Yichen's intermittent utterance was enough to rest, just like he had done dozens of backflips without exercising for 800 years, the muscles and bones all over his body were stretched and then slowly retracted.

And when normalcy returns, the world is a little different.

Things that could only be vaguely seen before became very clear, such as the black dead air that could not be blown away by the wind in Niaowei Mountain, and the traces of monsters left by Lan Zhong in the distance.

Including He Lanjiu beside him, probably because he belongs to the fire of the five elements, the whole person is very dazzling in his vision, and the color contrast of black hair and red clothes is more and more vivid.

"Lan finally ran away?" After a long while, he only thought of this question.

He Lanjiu let go of her hand and nodded, and said generously for the first time: "My original animal body can fly into the air and resist the wind, do you want to help you chase him? At the current speed, I can catch up in about three to five days."

Qian Yichen was about to agree, but on second thought, he refused: "Let's forget it."

"Why?" He Lanjiu raised her eyebrows in doubt.

Seeing him so unscrupulously agreeing to use the original body, Qian Yichen was stunned: "...I know you don't want to use the demon body, because it's very uncomfortable to incarnate."

Not only that, but he also knows more, and he has hardly forgotten the plot mentioned in the original work.

Ordinary beasts, mortals, monsters or ascetics who have not yet developed their spiritual intelligence... This sort of power level cannot be broken, and it also proves that the human soul can never be fused with the body of a monster. Adult clothes that children can't afford.

The only end if you can't support it is that your soul will collapse!

And there are more than tens of thousands of souls returning to the underworld, there will always be one or two tenacious varieties with unique styles, born with strength comparable to Yaoyuan, and no matter how kneaded, they will not collapse.

If this kind of person cultivates the Tao, the effect can be said to be twice the result with half the effort, but the aura of the cultivator can't fit the monster body even more, so he can only be summoned in the form of a soul, and attach to the monster with the most primitive posture.

Many years ago, someone recruited the most powerful human soul, and found the body left after the fox demon's red-blooded consciousness dissipated. The two were combined into one, and He Lanjiu, a heterogeneous species, was born.

The moment when a person's soul enters the body, it also means that a huge sense of rejection will accompany him for a lifetime, either the soul will be scattered, or he will live in pain.

The red pattern on He Lanjiu's body, with dark red spiritual power, lit up with a golden light from time to time, sliding down from the cheeks and spreading to the chest. It looked very beautiful, but it was the proof that his powerful soul had propped up the demon body until it almost burst.

But even if the new clothes are inappropriate and there is no other choice, there will always be a day when you get used to it.

Qian Yichen was a little afraid to look him in the eyes: "If I can fly by myself, I can bear it no matter how uncomfortable it is. It's not good to ask others to help, you say so."

I used to think about how to help Feng Fan, but I almost never thought about He Lanjiu's matter. It's better to seriously hone the spirit control technique. It's best not to ask for talents in everything.

After a short pause, He Lanjiu answered in one word: "Yes."

Qian Yichen wiped off the sweat from his forehead: "Then, let's go back first."

Knowing that Feng Fan will have an adventure when he goes to Niaowei Mountain, he will pester that "him" to learn some skills, but the protagonist seems to learn to control the spirit with a sword, so he can only use his body to resist when it's his turn.

It seems that different people do the same thing with different results.

This reminds Qian Yichen that he must be careful when he grabs other people's roles in the future, maybe one day he will become a teammate who desperately encourages Feng Fan to forge ahead because of the failure of the protagonist's halo.

Outside the city of Qingzhou, beside the Yinma River, there are three wooden houses with fences around the bend of the river, where fish are like water.

After Qian Yichen went down the mountain, he went straight here as agreed, and found that he was the first group to come back.Before crossing the fence, I saw fish pouring like water at the door of the wooden house!

"What's wrong with you! Was someone attacked?" He immediately threw off He Lanjiu and ran over, half-kneeling to help the man up to take a breath...

Just realized he was snoring.

Did he fall asleep before returning to his room? !

"Hey, wake up." Qian Yichen's nervousness disappeared immediately, and he patted Yurushui's left cheek relentlessly.

"Huh? You guys came back really quickly... Put me on the bed, thank you..." Yu Rushui reluctantly opened his eyes a little to see who it was, and then closed them again, ordering as if talking in his sleep.

"..." Qian Yichen took a look at He Lanjiu, had no other choice, and walked in through the chaplain door with someone on his shoulders.

The indoor tables and chairs are covered with dust like they haven't been cleaned for thousands of years. The only clean place in the whole house is the bed next to the wall.

He Lanjiu was the first to occupy a seat on the clean bed, and in this way, Yu Rushui couldn't sleep well.

But when Qian Yichen put him down, he realized that worrying was unnecessary, the other party was sleeping very soundly while sitting against the wall... and there was no sign of waking up yet!

"That's just right, let's eat him separately." He Lanjiu's injury from forcibly breaking into Fenglinzhou has healed a lot, and he planned to have some snacks with a full appetite.

"Who wants to eat people like you!"

But ignoring everything else, this threat is still quite useful.Yu Rushui shook his eyelashes and opened his eyes, his eyes burning and sober: "What do you gain?"

"The bamboo slips were burned, and there is only one left." Qian Yichen handed over the burnt black survivor in his arms, and moved a round stool to blow away the dust on it.

Yu Rushui stuck the bamboo slips to the side of his face, rubbing the inscriptions on it repeatedly: "...the evil day, it turned out to be an evil day, ha."

The languid, rising tail is creepy.

Just as Qian Yichen sat down, his body swayed when he laughed: "You seem very happy?"

"No, I'm very angry, but I'm too lazy to get angry." Yu Rushui leaned against the wall and shook his head, his hand holding the bamboo slips was hanging by his side, "The fierce day... To be precise, it's the evil day, not a festival, but It was the monsters who gathered spontaneously and launched a destructive attack on the gathering places of mortals. I have learned a lot recently, are they planning this?"

Even if Qian Yichen remembered the setting, he nodded solemnly, and asked cooperatively: "It's not easy to find so many evils that can make up a demon tide. Hasn't it happened for hundreds of years?"

Monsters are usually withdrawn and do not like to live in groups. The stronger they are, the more so they are. The so-called one mountain cannot contain two tigers, and they will fight each other because of competition. A small number of mild-tempered grass and trees monsters or low-level ones are used to living in groups.

After all, there are only a few pieces of feng shui treasure land suitable for cultivation, and the more people occupy it, the less on average.

However, the conditions that lead to the ominous tide are completely opposite to the habits of monsters.

An astonishing number of big monsters suppress their nature, choose a day at random, and cooperate with each other to gather somewhere in the world to kill wantonly. It is said that a prosperous city can be reduced to ruins in just one day, and the resentment and ferocity of a large number of mortal deaths overwhelms the sky, Blurring the boundaries between day and night.

There are only a few bad days recorded in history, and there are two reasons for this.

First, monsters like places with ample aura, and secondly, they eat resentful souls. Flesh and flesh are just snacks, and not all of them eat people, like monsters in the form of plants and trees. Maybe they will be happier if they pour two spoonfuls of farmyard manure.

If you just eat some snacks and act alone, why do you want to be with the same kind, causing the share that can be completely yours to be divided away?

Second, it is not only ordinary people who are implicated by the evil sun, and righteous practitioners will certainly not sit idly by.But the events that were recorded as "bad days" in history all show that even the cultivators at that time could not stop them.

The monsters took great pains to plan a bad day, and they had to kill the righteous monks first.The sacrifice in the early stage would never be two or three little monsters, even if a big monster used overwhelming strength to force everyone to surrender, what was he trying to do?

Qian Yichen regained his senses from his thoughts, and when he looked up, the leader of the Hunter's League fell asleep again.

The headquarters of the Hunter Union followed the Dragon Qi and set up in Anqing, the capital city. It seems that Ding Yu, who went to report the news, would not be able to return for a while. Anyway, Qian Yichen didn’t have such a person in his memory. It doesn’t matter if he is there or not. .

Also, is Lan Mo the mastermind of the evil day?

He came here before the original work was finished. Many details, such as He Lanjiu and the members of the alliance, have known each other for a long time and have not mentioned it. He can only analyze it by himself.

"What are you thinking?" He Lanjiu sat on the bed, hooking his calf with his toes with great interest.

Qian Yichen quickly came back to his senses, and shook his head desperately to cover up, but couldn't help but drift away.

It is not surprising that the monsters planned to make a big news, but what impressed him the most was not Lan Zhong, but the one who seriously injured Feng Fan before the evil day, preventing the protagonist from saving the common people... He Lanjiu.

He Lanjiu, who is active in the front line of the monster tide and is extremely enthusiastic, even used the burning fox fire to razed Qingzhou to the ground when the evil day happened.

His only choice now is to get rid of this scourge before all the incidents happen. Feng Fan can't beat him now, but he probably has something to do with it.

What is lacking at present is a feasible elimination plan.

He Lanjiu didn't seem to know what he was thinking at all, and pointed at Yu Rushui with a slight smile: "Are you hungry? Let's eat him separately."

"I..." Qian Yichen hesitated to speak, his heart suddenly became entangled.

Or, he can avoid this ending.