Lan He waved his hand casually, and the bone silently turned into powder and disappeared into the dust and mud.
“The entire skull must be melted into a bullet-sized piece, a witch symbol must be engraved on it, and then boiled with orc blood for 9981 days before the bone tool is complete.
There are many taboos when using bone tools, but it is powerful and effective, so a little backlash is nothing."
Xu Chunniang frowned and said nothing. The more she listened to this so-called bone instrument, the more weird it seemed to her.
As if he could see what she was thinking, Lan He said calmly.
“This bone tool is indeed something that was invented by an evil cultivator, but it is so useful that not only our human race but also the orcs use it.
The real spirit world is far more cruel than you imagine. Here, there is no distinction between good and evil, only victory and defeat."
These words made Xu Chunniang and Guo Xuelian both fall silent.
There are hundreds of races in the spiritual world. Some powerful races, such as the Shura and Yaksha, are cruel and aggressive by nature. Many weaker races have long been wiped out by them.
The strength of the human race is more than enough to survive in a corner, let alone dominate an area.
However, the Mahayana masters of the human race did not care about external affairs, and were only focused on absorbing the power of incense and trying to ascend to heaven.
In addition, human beings are selfish by nature. When faced with external enemies, the major forces blamed each other, only caring about preserving themselves and refusing to make any effort to repel the enemy.
This further aggravated the internal and external troubles of the human race, and the situation of the lower-level monks became increasingly difficult.
"Hehe, you human cultivators always talk about justice and the great way, but your style of doing things is even worse than our beastmen."
Wang Tianhu sneered and looked down upon such behavior of human cultivators.
"Back then, I had a lot of dealings with several Mahayana monks from your human race. If it weren't for the incense and offerings, most of them wouldn't care about the rise and fall of the human race."
Xu Chunniang frowned secretly and replied to Wangtianhu with her consciousness.
"The human venerable did have some shortcomings, but they are not as bad as you said, right?"
“The human race has had a few admirable strong men, but most of them are selfish.
Otherwise, why could the battle between humans, orcs and giants last for so many years?"
Xu Chunniang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, "What do you mean by that?"
"Isn't what I said clear enough? Think about it, why do the living beings in the mortal world pray to gods and worship Buddhas and have faith and expectations in gods?"
Xu Chunniang felt a dry tongue and dry mouth, and she vaguely realized that she seemed to have touched upon a shocking secret.
"When ordinary people have a hard life, they will burn incense and offer sacrifices to gods and Buddhas, hoping for a smooth and healthy life."
"If these mortals' lives were already going well, would they still pray to the gods and Buddhas?"
Xu Chunniang was silent for a long time, and gradually an answer came to her mind.
Mortals who live a smooth life have nothing to ask of gods and Buddhas. Even if they offer sacrifices to gods and Buddhas, their sincerity will certainly not be as sincere as that of mortals in poverty.
“So what you mean is that the human race’s current situation was deliberately allowed by those Mahayana masters.
So their purpose is... to get more incense power?"
Xu Chunniang just found it absurd. Is a cultivator like her just a tool for others to absorb the power of incense
"Heaven and earth are unkind, treating all things as straw dogs. Venerables are unkind, robbing the incense of the common people."
Wang Tianhu's tone was calm, and it was obvious that he had already seen through the truth.
"Humans eat plants, animals and birds. After becoming gods, they can receive incense from all living things in the world to practice, just like I like to eat dragon meat by nature. All things have their own way, which is nothing unusual."
Xu Chunniang's head was buzzing, and her spiritual heart was greatly impacted and became unstable.
Tearing off the hypocritical appearance, the truth turns out to be so bloody and cruel.
For thousands of years, the human race has only had one enemy: the Yaksha tribe.
The battle with the giants and orcs has not ended yet only because those high-ranking human masters want to plunder more incense power.
Anger filled Xu Chunniang's entire chest, causing her heart to beat faster and faster, almost exploding.
Lan He seemed to notice something and looked at her in confusion, but seeing that she looked normal, he didn't ask any more questions.
Using all her strength, Xu Chunniang slowly calmed down her heartbeat.
But the fire of anger in my chest kept burning stronger and stronger.
"So, those so-called Mahayana masters don't care about the life and death of ordinary cultivators like us, right?"
When she first arrived in the spirit world, she was asked to travel to Crane City and serve thirty years of military service, and she accepted it.
As a cultivator, it is our duty to contribute to the human race.
She was delayed in her military service and was forced to join the Black Tiger Army as punishment. Even though she felt a little uncomfortable, she still accepted it.
But now she finally realized that all this from beginning to end was just a plan of high-level monks.
These minor cultivators who came from the lower world to achieve the state of incarnation have neither background nor financial resources. Their only role is to serve as cannon fodder and die tragically on the battlefield so that those Mahayana masters can better absorb the power of faith.
"Mortals raise birds and eat them, but they don't care about their feelings."
Wang Tianhu said calmly, "You should be thankful that you met me, so you have the opportunity to learn the truth."
Xu Chunniang remained silent. For a moment, she even hoped that these were not true.
But she had made a contract with Wangtianhu, so there was no need for the other party to lie about such things.
"Is this the truth of war? What is Taoism? What is immortality? What is the Taoism I am cultivating?"
There was a trace of confusion in Xu Chunniang's eyes, and her brows cracked for no reason, and a little blood oozed out.
If the end of cultivation is endless plunder... then wouldn't her past persistence become a joke
Ha ha!
Xu Chunniang was trembling all over, her breath fluctuated, and deep in her eyes, there was endless madness and despair.
Her Taoist heart was about to collapse, and the purple palace deep between her eyebrows also began to collapse silently.
As the Purple Mansion collapsed, her cultivation also declined, and she instantly fell from the perfect stage of the Spiritualization to the late stage of the Spiritualization...
"Damn it, how could your Purple Palace collapse for no reason? No, there is something wrong with your Dao Heart!"
Wang Tianhu took a deep breath and said, "Xu girl, do you want to die? Wake up quickly!"
At the same time, Guo Xuelian and Lan He also noticed that something was wrong with her and walked forward together.
"Friend Xu, what's wrong with you? Are you possessed by a demon?"
Lan He's face was solemn. "Her Dao heart is extremely unstable. I'm afraid she has encountered a heart demon tribulation. If she can't survive this tribulation, her Dao heart will collapse. I'm afraid it will be bad..."
Xu Chunniang's head was buzzing. Countless voices kept echoing in her mind, refusing to dissipate for a long time.
I don’t know how long it took, but the chaotic voices in my head finally dissipated completely.
She slowly came back to her senses, and through the bloody eyes of the lake, she met Guo Xuelian's sympathetic eyes.
"Friend Xu, do you still remember what happened just now?"