On the seventh lap, both Jiang Beiran and Li Fucheng had already determined their route.
Of course, Jiang Bei wanted to become a Loose Immortal. Although the upper limit of a Loose Immortal was extremely low, the advantage was that it could be formed quickly.
In contrast, Li Fucheng wants to form a golden pill and ascend to immortality. After becoming an immortal, the upper limit of the role will be greatly increased, but the disadvantage is that the process is relatively long and there are more elements to be collected.
If Li Fucheng could slow down Jiangbeiran's progress in becoming a loose immortal a little bit, he didn't need to soar up first, as long as he became an immortal at the same time as Jiangbeiran, he would be sure to win.
However, Jiang Beiran also understood what he wanted to do, so he dispelled all his procrastination methods lightly, and successfully passed the tribulation but failed, but he saved his life by remodeling with lotus root and became a Sanxian.
Although Sanxian's upper limit is low, his combat power is also at the level of immortals. Monks like Li Fucheng and the others are no opponents at all. At best, they will try their best to avoid fighting Jiang Beiran.
But as long as it is caught up, it will be broken at the first touch.
"Ugh… "
Seeing Brother Wang's Jiang Ziya catch up with his own Lei Zhenzi with [Chengyun Technique], Li Fucheng sighed helplessly.
Although he was only one step away from forming a golden core, Brother Wang would not give him this opportunity.
After the battle, Li Fucheng's Lei Zhenzi was turned into scum in seconds by Jiang Ziya's palm thunder and was eliminated.
Seeing that Li Fucheng lost, Shi Fenglan immediately laughed happily, and said while pulling Jiang Beiran's arm.
"The two of us are amazing!"
As soon as Li Fucheng was out, the remaining Xia Lingdang and Qu Yangze were naturally no problem, and they both fell off the horse in less than one lap.
This is also the first time for Jiang Beiran to seriously play Simulated Immortal Cultivation, and he found that Simulated Cultivation of Immortals seems to have too many hard-core elements now, which has deviated from his original intention.
'Let's start with a more casual board game. '
"Brother Wang, can... one more round?" Li Fucheng asked in a low voice.
Feeling that if the game continued like this, the other players would have no gaming experience, so Jiang Beiran said, "Relax, it's just a game, I'll get some food first, and come back later."
Originally, Jiang Beiran designed so many elements for the imitation of cultivating immortals just to enhance the fun. After all, with the game IQ of Shi Fenglan and her friends, it is difficult to find quick wins. Every game is immersed in drawing cards to draw good treasures. happy.
But once a high-level player like Li Fucheng appears, the game experience of other players will be instantly reduced.
Originally, the game could be played for dozens of laps to determine the winner, but Li Fucheng insisted on seven or eight laps to enter the final stage, and it was still a final without any suspense.
It's okay to come twice once in a while, if you play like this every day, Shi Fenglan and the others will soon lose interest in this game.
Seeing the back of Big Brother Wang leaving, Li Fucheng couldn't help falling into silence.
'It's just a game...'
This sentence is very meaningful when you hear it, Li Fucheng thought for a long time, and suddenly realized it!
'Brother Wang is saying that I am too determined to win or lose! '
The few people here are all Brother Wang's confidantes, and those who can become Brother Wang's confidants, how can it be impossible to know how to play this simulated cultivation of immortals.
But none of them chose the easiest route to victory, but played whatever they wanted.
What is boundary? This is the realm!
Brother Wang was just trying to wake him up, so he taught him a lesson, so he only played for a while before leaving, telling himself that it was just a game.
'Don't fight, don't grab, live with the situation, play with the world, so this is what Brother Wang wants to teach me! '
Li Fucheng, who wanted to understand this, instantly became Buddhist, and perfectly integrated into Shi Fenglan and the others' "Bronze Rank" in the next round.
After dinner, when Jiang Beiran went back to the lobby, Jiang Beiran found that Shi Fenglan was dominating there again, and Li Fucheng gave himself a grateful look.
'This is... the mentality was broken by me? '
After playing for an afternoon, and finally winning a round against Li Fucheng with her own strength, Shi Fenglan's appetite instantly occupied the high ground of her little brain.
"Xiao Beiran, I'm hungry!" Shi Fenglan stood up and shouted.
"Well, let's all come out to eat."
When everyone was walking towards the yard, Li Fucheng suddenly stopped in front of Jiang Beiran and saluted, "Brother Wang, thank you for waking me up."
Although Jiang Beiran didn't know where he woke him up, he still nodded.
Bowing deeply again, Li Fucheng turned around and walked towards the courtyard.
'This kid is good at everything, but he feels a little lacking...'
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In the afternoon of the next day, Feifu came to Tongguo, above Tang Jingran's "underworld" hut.
Jiang Beiran had already sent the invitation letter to the staff last time, and Tang Jingran also received a letter of approval.
"You guys stay here, I'm going down to do something."
After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he walked out of Feifu.
'Um? It feels like... there is no such a hell anymore. '
The last time he came here, Jiang Beiran still felt a little uncomfortable, but this time he didn't feel that way at all.
If it weren't for the Yin Yin formation he had set up by himself, Jiang Beiran would even wonder if he had gone to the wrong place.
After confirming that it was right, Jiang Beiran walked to the hut and raised his hand to knock on the door, when he heard an extremely surprised voice from behind.
"Brother!"
Looking back, it was Mo Xia who came.
Although the time of separation was not very long, Jiang Beiran felt that he had grown a lot taller.
Walking in front of the senior brother in three steps at a time, Mo Xia bowed to the end, and the excitement was completely written on his face.
After carefully looking at Mo Xia, Jiang Beiran asked, "How is your training here?"
"En!" Mo Xia nodded vigorously, "Master Tang taught me a lot."
"That's good." Nodding, Jiang Beiran noticed that the crane-robed ghost behind Mo Xia was gone, replaced by a child.
This child is about five or six years old, chubby and very cute.
But Jiang Beiran always felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
At this moment, Mo Xia knocked on the door and shouted, "Master, my brother is here."
Immediately, the cold voice without any emotion came from inside the cabin, "Bring him in."
"Yes." Mo Xia nodded, opened the door and made a gesture of invitation to Jiang Beiran: "Brother, come on."
Following Mo Xia into the hut, Jiang Beiran found that the hut had also changed a lot. Although it was still extremely dark, the uncomfortable yin energy had completely dissipated.
Also, the ghost boy who had been strangling Tang Jingran's neck was gone.
'Wait, that ghost kid...'
Jiang Beiran turned his head and glanced at the child behind Mo Xia, and suddenly seemed to understand something
Mo Xia was in the forest full of ghosts before, and all the ghosts who were originally extremely hostile gradually became like "humans".
What impressed me the most was the female ghost who looked like a rip girl when I first saw her, but when I saw her again later, she turned out to be a fresh and pleasant little girl next door.
At that time, Jiang Beiran felt that Mo Xia had the ability to dispel the hostility of ghosts, and now it seems that he is right.
'But it's not right either...'
Recall that the abilities required for ghost cultivation are yin, evil, hostility and madness, all of which are the most negative emotions.
But Mo Xia purified them all into "little freshness", wouldn't that mean that they lost all combat power
With such doubts in mind, Jiang Beiran looked at Tang Jingran and asked, "Is that child behind Mo Xia the ghost baby who originally wanted your life?"
"Yes." Tang Jingran's answer was still crisp.
"Really..." Jiang Beiran couldn't help squatting down curiously, and stretched out his hand towards the child.
The child didn't know whether it was out of fear of strangers, or because he still remembered that Jiang Beiran had taught him a lesson, so he hid behind Mo Xia and secretly looked at Jiang Beiran with one eye, looking extremely cute.
Think again about the ghost baby whose eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of cracks, and his lips were still blue and purple...
'Why don't you play makeup game with me? '
Puzzled, Jiang Beiran dragged a chair and sat in front of Tang Jingran, "Don't you ghost cultivators need ghosts to be full of negative emotions? What's the use if they're all so small and cute?"
"Better to use."
"Huh? How can I call it more useful?"
Tang Jingran glanced at Mo Xia, "Say it."
"Okay, master." After answering, Mo Xia looked at his senior brother and saluted, "Senior brother, let me go outside and explain to you."
Nodding, Jiang Beiran followed Mo Xia out of the hut.
Walking to an open space, Mo Xia patted the child's head and said, "Pengpeng, come on."
Although Pengpeng was still a little awkward, he walked slowly to Jiang Beiran.
Just when Jiang Beiran was wondering what this little Pengpeng was going to do, he suddenly felt a surge of madness.
Looking up, I saw circles of crimson aura visible to the naked eye surrounding Mo Xia's arm.
When the crimson aura was as strong as a python, Mo Xia suddenly took a handprint with his right hand, and shouted: "Sacrifice!"
In the next second, the breath surrounding his arm rushed into Puffy's body.
"Aww!!!"
With a frightening roar, Pengpeng instantly changed from a harmless little cutie to a ghost baby who would eat anyone, and his image was even more pervasive.
I saw that the whites of his eyes had turned black, the eyeballs had completely turned scarlet, and the pupils were still burning with crimson flames.
The skin on the face was completely cracked, and there were bursts of black air, as if something was constantly burning in its body.
The jaw fell off completely, and a long, thick tongue was exposed to the air and writhed wildly.
'Small chic and long kinda stuff. '
After complaining, Jiang Beiran carefully looked at this ghost baby again, and found that although its appearance was more terrifying, its aggressiveness was far less than when he first saw it.
At this time, Mo Xia shouted: "Pengpeng, come back."
When Pengpeng heard it, he immediately jumped onto Mo Xia's shoulder, and then licked Mo Xia with his tongue.
"Okay, don't lick it anymore." After saying something with a smile, Pengpeng looked at his senior brother and explained: "Most ghosts will gradually lose their minds after absorbing their madness. If you can't stop them, these ghosts will even devour the Lord in severe cases."
"But if these ghosts no longer rely on these negative auras to survive and become stronger, they will become more and more rational, and will not be completely crazy due to the influence of madness."
Jiang Beiran nodded thoughtfully after listening, and somewhat understood what Mo Xia meant.
"So you're the one who brought these changes to them?"
"Hmm..." Mo Xia nodded, "But I don't know what's going on."
"Didn't Tang Jingran explain it to you?"
"Master Tang didn't know why it happened, she just told me it was better."
Of course it is good, if it is not forced by life, who would want to raise a monster that can devour the Lord anytime and anywhere.
"Are there any other benefits besides being more sane?"
"It should be... there is."
"What is supposed?"
Mo Xia scratched his forehead and replied, "Because I'm not sure, but I think Pengpeng has become much smarter, and he doesn't just bite people like before."
Hearing the phrase "It's not like biting people like before", Jiang Beiran could imagine that he must have experienced a difficult time here.
I knew that if I continued to ask, I wouldn't be able to ask more. After all, it wasn't long before Mo Xia discovered his talent, and even a professional like Tang Jingran couldn't give an answer, let alone himself.
Let's keep it for later observation, if there is anything special about his talent, it will be discovered after all.
Knowing what Tang Jingran meant by "better to use", Jiang Beiran nodded and said, "Understood, let's go back."
"Yes." Mo Xia replied, then made another handprint and shouted: "Lü!"
Then I saw the crimson aura that poured into Pengpeng's body just now was drawn out, and surrounded Mo Xia's arm again.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Beiran asked again: "So how strong this child's combat power depends on your ghost cultivation realm?"
"Yes." Mo Xia nodded immediately, "The higher my realm, the stronger Pengpeng will be."
Jiang Beiran looked around after listening, and said again: "This environment has also changed because of you, right?"
Although the current courtyard also looks very dilapidated, it is still much better than the windy situation last time.
"Well, it is indeed me."
"Then you will purify the yin qi wherever you go, how can you cultivate the four atmospheres?"
"Purification?" Mo Xia asked with some doubts, some did not understand what this word meant.
"It means expulsion. If you drive away all the qi, how can you practice?"
"Drive away?" Mo Xia shook his head for a moment, "They were not driven out by me, but absorbed by me."
'absorb! ? Jiang Beiran was startled, "Is there such an operation?" '
But for Tang Jingran, wouldn't that mean destroying her practice site
So he turned around and went back to the hut to look at Tang Jingran and asked, "I said, did my apprentice cause you a lot of trouble?"
"No."
"Then there is no yin energy in your place, how can you practice?"
Tang Jingran glanced at Mo Xia who followed Jiang Beiran, and said, "He's better."
This time, Jiang Beiran understood immediately.
'After the Yin Qi was absorbed by Mo Xia, he became the source of Yin Qi? '