At this moment, An Zheng could only walk closer. The thing opposite should have noticed An Zheng a long time ago, but it seemed to be lying lazily on a big rock, and its chest would rise and fall greatly with every breath. And every time it rises and falls, there will be a groan in the throat that is not unpleasant but will definitely make people get goosebumps.
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
"Spiritual?!"
An Zheng threw out a piece of holy fish scale with a wave of his hand. The holy fish scale rotated like a blade and cut into the thing's mouth. It stuck there with a click, almost slicing the thing's head open. But under this situation, the thing's mouth was still moving, as if it wanted to swallow the scales of the holy fish.
Shan Ye still urged, and An Zheng had no choice but to take action again. After a few more minutes, the stone was only the size of a peanut. An Zheng turned his head and looked at Master Shan, holding the small stone and shaking it in front of Master Shan: "Uncle Cat, are you sure you're not kidding me?"
An Zheng suddenly became interested and wondered what this thing was. It was made like sand but seemed to be alive. He grabbed it back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hands. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.
Its face was ugly, white with blue, as if it had been poisoned or had been ill for a long time.
An Zheng's hands were extremely stable, even stone cutters with many years of experience could not match him. Besides, the Broken Army Sword is a powerful weapon in this world. Even though it is not included in the purple-grade magical weapon spectrum, if we really talk about it, after integrating several other magical weapons, the Broken Army Sword's grade is already among the purple-grade magical weapons. It's high.
[The treasure of heaven and earth is harvested from the soil, and a blood culture bead is separately developed to accommodate it. Xi soil, a super purple natural treasure.]
The voice of Tianmu appeared again, making An Zheng's heart light up.
An Zheng suddenly became interested and wondered what this thing was. It was made like sand but seemed to be alive. He grabbed it back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hands. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
"So hungry."
At this moment, An Zheng could only walk closer. The thing opposite should have noticed An Zheng a long time ago, but it seemed to be lying lazily on a big rock, and its chest would rise and fall greatly with every breath. And every time it rises and falls, there will be a groan in the throat that is not unpleasant but will definitely make people get goosebumps.
"So hungry."
Its face was ugly, white with blue, as if it had been poisoned or had been ill for a long time.
Shan Ye squatted there and watched quietly, as if he was also curious about what was inside. Its expression is particularly focused, which shows that the things inside must be very valuable.
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
When it saw An Zheng coming over, it said these two words.
After An Zheng made his judgment, he quickly denied it. According to logic, there were almost no border residents on the side of Zhao State close to Daxi, and it was heavily trooped. How could there be a famine and death of many people
An Zheng thought to himself why Master Shan cared so much. Could it be that there was really a treasure in this peanut-sized stone? But even if it is a treasure, how valuable can it be if it is so small
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
An Zheng threw out a piece of holy fish scale with a wave of his hand. The holy fish scale rotated like a blade and cut into the thing's mouth. It stuck there with a click, almost slicing the thing's head open. But under this situation, the thing's mouth was still moving, as if it wanted to swallow the scales of the holy fish.
"people?"
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
"Master Shan, are you sure there is really a treasure inside?"
He stretched out his hand and pointed down, and the scales of the holy fish began to rotate rapidly. The hungry ghost's mouth was cut open like a knife, and then his head. In the eyes of An Zheng, the fighting power of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire is nothing, and he can be killed with just one scale of the holy fish. After the hungry ghost was split open, a stench wafted out from it, and the smell was unpleasant within a large radius.
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
An Zheng asked tentatively.
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
An Zheng threw out a piece of holy fish scale with a wave of his hand. The holy fish scale rotated like a blade and cut into the thing's mouth. It stuck there with a click, almost slicing the thing's head open. But under this situation, the thing's mouth was still moving, as if it wanted to swallow the scales of the holy fish.
As he squatted there, Shan Ye had already jumped on the stone and stared at the quicksand with bright eyes. It turned back and barked twice at An Zheng, which meant that you idiot didn't put this good thing away quickly.
The thing turned its head slightly to look at An Zheng, then opened its mouth and smiled, revealing the fangs in its mouth. And just as it smiled, An Zheng felt his body being pulled by an inexplicable force from behind, pulling him towards that thing. And the thing's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the corners of the mouth were all cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood, all the way to the ears.
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
As time passed, An Zheng became more and more cautious. But the stone in his hand had become as big as an apricot, and there was still nothing there.
Shan Ye, with a very human expression, nodded firmly and called out softly, which meant that you just need to cut it. But An Zheng had gradually lost most of his interest, and even if there was a piece as big as an egg left, even if it was full of treasures, it might not be worth caring about. Unless it was a piece of star-patterned meteorite the size of an egg, An Zheng felt that he had lost money.
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
An Zheng threw out a piece of holy fish scale with a wave of his hand. The holy fish scale rotated like a blade and cut into the thing's mouth. It stuck there with a click, almost slicing the thing's head open. But under this situation, the thing's mouth was still moving, as if it wanted to swallow the scales of the holy fish.
An Zheng suddenly became interested and wondered what this thing was. It was made like sand but seemed to be alive. He grabbed it back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hands. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
Its face was ugly, white with blue, as if it had been poisoned or had been ill for a long time.
An Zheng waved his hand, and the power of his cultivation swept away like a hurricane, sweeping away the mutilated bodies of the hungry ghosts: "You don't know how many years you have been dead. I am taking this trip. If I can find out why you starved to death, , will avenge you."
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
An Zheng asked tentatively.
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
An Zheng summoned his Third Eye to look at the thing, and the voice of the Third Eye immediately appeared in An Zheng's mind.
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
[The treasure of heaven and earth is harvested from the soil, and a blood culture bead is separately developed to accommodate it. Xi soil, a super purple natural treasure.]
He stretched out his hand and pointed down, and the scales of the holy fish began to rotate rapidly. The hungry ghost's mouth was cut open like a knife, and then his head. In the eyes of An Zheng, the fighting power of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire is nothing, and he can be killed with just one scale of the holy fish. After the hungry ghost was split open, a stench wafted out from it, and the smell was unpleasant within a large radius.
[Hungry ghosts are the agglomeration of the wronged souls who died in famine. They are not the wronged souls of one person. The souls of those who died may range from hundreds to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. The ghosts are formed due to excessive grievances. The strength level is based on the number of innocent souls gathered. The strength of a hungry ghost formed by hundreds of innocent souls is at the early stage of the Sumeru Realm. This hungry ghost is gathered by at least tens of thousands of innocent souls, and its strength is at the peak of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire. It has been around for a long time and has harmed countless people, so its strength should have improved from the beginning.]
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
[Hungry ghosts are the agglomeration of the wronged souls who died in famine. They are not the wronged souls of one person. The souls of those who died may range from hundreds to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. The ghosts are formed due to excessive grievances. The strength level is based on the number of innocent souls gathered. The strength of a hungry ghost formed by hundreds of innocent souls is at the early stage of the Sumeru Realm. This hungry ghost is gathered by at least tens of thousands of innocent souls, and its strength is at the peak of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire. It has been around for a long time and has harmed countless people, so its strength should have improved from the beginning.]
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
Shan Ye, with a very human expression, nodded firmly and called out softly, which meant that you just need to cut it. But An Zheng had gradually lost most of his interest, and even if there was a piece as big as an egg left, even if it was full of treasures, it might not be worth caring about. Unless it was a piece of star-patterned meteorite the size of an egg, An Zheng felt that he had lost money.
An Zheng glanced at the quicksand: "Why didn't you dislike it when you were in the stone before?"
The thing turned its head slightly to look at An Zheng, then opened its mouth and smiled, revealing the fangs in its mouth. And just as it smiled, An Zheng felt his body being pulled by an inexplicable force from behind, pulling him towards that thing. And the thing's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the corners of the mouth were all cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood, all the way to the ears.
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
"Spiritual?!"
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
Master Shan had a look on his face that said, "You are so ignorant." He was also a little angry at An Zheng for not trusting him. An Zheng coughed a few times and thought to himself that even if nothing could be cut out, it was just a matter of coaxing Master Shan to play. Shan Ye had already slept all the way, so I thought it was just to refresh him.
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
"people?"
After An Zheng made his judgment, he quickly denied it. According to logic, there were almost no border residents on the side of Zhao State close to Daxi, and it was heavily trooped. How could there be a famine and death of many people
In order to ensure that the contents inside were not damaged, An Zheng chose the safest method, which was to cut it down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight was, he still couldn't see what was inside or how big it was this time. So we can only slice it thinly layer by layer. The stone can be as big as half a meter. If we cut it like this, we don’t know how long it will take.
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
As he squatted there, Shan Ye had already jumped on the stone and stared at the quicksand with bright eyes. It turned back and barked twice at An Zheng, which meant that you idiot didn't put this good thing away quickly.
An Zheng squatted there and found a relatively flat stone in front of him. He placed a peanut-sized stone on it, pressed it with his fingers, and gently scraped it down with his dagger. Now I can't continue cutting, I can only scrape the powder downwards.
In order to ensure that the contents inside were not damaged, An Zheng chose the safest method, which was to cut it down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight was, he still couldn't see what was inside or how big it was this time. So we can only slice it thinly layer by layer. The stone can be as big as half a meter. If we cut it like this, we don’t know how long it will take.
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
An Zheng glanced at the quicksand: "Why didn't you dislike it when you were in the stone before?"
The thing's resentment was so strong that it made a squeaking sound when biting the scales of the holy fish. The sound of its fangs rubbing against metal made people's ears numb.
It's right to think about it. The reason why these evil spirits persist is precisely because there is a treasure here that gathers these evil souls together, so they become hungry ghosts. If there is a famine and many people die, and these people do not die unjustly, then they will not become hungry ghosts. Only when three conditions are met will such a thing appear.
The voice of the Third Eye continues to appear: [The hungry ghost's combat power is fierce, but it cannot move. You can only rely on moans to attract curious people or other holy spirits to come closer, and then use suction to devour them. The more creatures it devours, the stronger the hungry ghost becomes. When the number of creatures devoured is equal to the number of people who died in the first place, the hungry ghost becomes reborn. After rebirth, the hungry ghosts are no different from real people, but there is no life or death, and their fighting power is extremely terrifying.]
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
An Zheng focused on the sand, wondering if the treasure was just this quicksand
The voice of the Third Eye continues to appear: [The hungry ghost's combat power is fierce, but it cannot move. You can only rely on moans to attract curious people or other holy spirits to come closer, and then use suction to devour them. The more creatures it devours, the stronger the hungry ghost becomes. When the number of creatures devoured is equal to the number of people who died in the first place, the hungry ghost becomes reborn. After rebirth, the hungry ghosts are no different from real people, but there is no life or death, and their fighting power is extremely terrifying.]
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
An Zheng's hands were extremely stable, even stone cutters with many years of experience could not match him. Besides, the Broken Army Sword is a powerful weapon in this world. Even though it is not included in the purple-grade magical weapon spectrum, if we really talk about it, after integrating several other magical weapons, the Broken Army Sword's grade is already among the purple-grade magical weapons. It's high.
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
"people?"
In order to ensure that the contents inside were not damaged, An Zheng chose the safest method, which was to cut it down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight was, he still couldn't see what was inside or how big it was this time. So we can only slice it thinly layer by layer. The stone can be as big as half a meter. If we cut it like this, we don’t know how long it will take.
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
The voice of the Third Eye continues to appear: [The hungry ghost's combat power is fierce, but it cannot move. You can only rely on moans to attract curious people or other holy spirits to come closer, and then use suction to devour them. The more creatures it devours, the stronger the hungry ghost becomes. When the number of creatures devoured is equal to the number of people who died in the first place, the hungry ghost becomes reborn. After rebirth, the hungry ghosts are no different from real people, but there is no life or death, and their fighting power is extremely terrifying.]
He stretched out his hand and pointed down, and the scales of the holy fish began to rotate rapidly. The hungry ghost's mouth was cut open like a knife, and then his head. In the eyes of An Zheng, the fighting power of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire is nothing, and he can be killed with just one scale of the holy fish. After the hungry ghost was split open, a stench wafted out from it, and the smell was unpleasant within a large radius.
An Zheng's hands were extremely stable, even stone cutters with many years of experience could not match him. Besides, the Broken Army Sword is a powerful weapon in this world. Even though it is not included in the purple-grade magical weapon spectrum, if we really talk about it, after integrating several other magical weapons, the Broken Army Sword's grade is already among the purple-grade magical weapons. It's high.
The voice of Tianmu appeared again, making An Zheng's heart light up.
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
And I have to worry about whether the things inside will be damaged, so I am more cautious when doing it. An Zheng cut this piece the size of a fist for half an hour, leaving only a piece the size of an egg, but nothing was found inside.
An Zheng suddenly became interested and wondered what this thing was. It was made like sand but seemed to be alive. He grabbed it back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hands. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
In order to ensure that the contents inside were not damaged, An Zheng chose the safest method, which was to cut it down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight was, he still couldn't see what was inside or how big it was this time. So we can only slice it thinly layer by layer. The stone can be as big as half a meter. If we cut it like this, we don’t know how long it will take.
Master Shan had a look on his face that said, "You are so ignorant." He was also a little angry at An Zheng for not trusting him. An Zheng coughed a few times and thought to himself that even if nothing could be cut out, it was just a matter of coaxing Master Shan to play. Shan Ye had already slept all the way, so I thought it was just to refresh him.
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
Shan Ye squatted there and watched quietly, as if he was also curious about what was inside. Its expression is particularly focused, which shows that the things inside must be very valuable.
An Zheng asked tentatively.
"Spiritual?!"
He wanted to put the quicksand into the bottle, but the quicksand turned around very naughtily and refused to go in. An Zheng was stunned there, wondering what the hell was going on. Mao'er Shanye jumped on An Zheng's arm and knocked off the jade bottle with his little paws. An Zheng glanced at Master Shan and suddenly understood that it was because Liusha disliked the bottle that it wasn't good enough!
As time passed, An Zheng became more and more cautious. But the stone in his hand had become as big as an apricot, and there was still nothing there.
The voice of Tianmu appeared again, making An Zheng's heart light up.
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
An Zheng waved his hand, and the power of his cultivation swept away like a hurricane, sweeping away the mutilated bodies of the hungry ghosts: "You don't know how many years you have been dead. I am taking this trip. If I can find out why you starved to death, , will avenge you."
He stretched out his hand and pointed down, and the scales of the holy fish began to rotate rapidly. The hungry ghost's mouth was cut open like a knife, and then his head. In the eyes of An Zheng, the fighting power of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire is nothing, and he can be killed with just one scale of the holy fish. After the hungry ghost was split open, a stench wafted out from it, and the smell was unpleasant within a large radius.
"Spiritual?!"
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
"So hungry."
It's right to think about it. The reason why these evil spirits persist is precisely because there is a treasure here that gathers these evil souls together, so they become hungry ghosts. If there is a famine and many people die, and these people do not die unjustly, then they will not become hungry ghosts. Only when three conditions are met will such a thing appear.
[Hungry ghosts are the agglomeration of the wronged souls who died in famine. They are not the wronged souls of one person. The souls of those who died may range from hundreds to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. The ghosts are formed due to excessive grievances. The strength level is based on the number of innocent souls gathered. The strength of a hungry ghost formed by hundreds of innocent souls is at the early stage of the Sumeru Realm. This hungry ghost is gathered by at least tens of thousands of innocent souls, and its strength is at the peak of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire. It has been around for a long time and has harmed countless people, so its strength should have improved from the beginning.]
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
An Zheng's hands were extremely stable, even stone cutters with many years of experience could not match him. Besides, the Broken Army Sword is a powerful weapon in this world. Even though it is not included in the purple-grade magical weapon spectrum, if we really talk about it, after integrating several other magical weapons, the Broken Army Sword's grade is already among the purple-grade magical weapons. It's high.
The voice of the Third Eye continues to appear: [The hungry ghost's combat power is fierce, but it cannot move. You can only rely on moans to attract curious people or other holy spirits to come closer, and then use suction to devour them. The more creatures it devours, the stronger the hungry ghost becomes. When the number of creatures devoured is equal to the number of people who died in the first place, the hungry ghost becomes reborn. After rebirth, the hungry ghosts are no different from real people, but there is no life or death, and their fighting power is extremely terrifying.]
At this moment, An Zheng could only walk closer. The thing opposite should have noticed An Zheng a long time ago, but it seemed to be lying lazily on a big rock, and its chest would rise and fall greatly with every breath. And every time it rises and falls, there will be a groan in the throat that is not unpleasant but will definitely make people get goosebumps.
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
And I have to worry about whether the things inside will be damaged, so I am more cautious when doing it. An Zheng cut this piece the size of a fist for half an hour, leaving only a piece the size of an egg, but nothing was found inside.
At this moment, An Zheng could only walk closer. The thing opposite should have noticed An Zheng a long time ago, but it seemed to be lying lazily on a big rock, and its chest would rise and fall greatly with every breath. And every time it rises and falls, there will be a groan in the throat that is not unpleasant but will definitely make people get goosebumps.
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
An Zheng waved his hand, and the power of his cultivation swept away like a hurricane, sweeping away the mutilated bodies of the hungry ghosts: "You don't know how many years you have been dead. I am taking this trip. If I can find out why you starved to death, , will avenge you."
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
Its face was ugly, white with blue, as if it had been poisoned or had been ill for a long time.
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
At this moment, An Zheng could only walk closer. The thing opposite should have noticed An Zheng a long time ago, but it seemed to be lying lazily on a big rock, and its chest would rise and fall greatly with every breath. And every time it rises and falls, there will be a groan in the throat that is not unpleasant but will definitely make people get goosebumps.
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
He stretched out his hand and pointed down, and the scales of the holy fish began to rotate rapidly. The hungry ghost's mouth was cut open like a knife, and then his head. In the eyes of An Zheng, the fighting power of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire is nothing, and he can be killed with just one scale of the holy fish. After the hungry ghost was split open, a stench wafted out from it, and the smell was unpleasant within a large radius.
"Spiritual?!"
The voice of the Third Eye continues to appear: [The hungry ghost's combat power is fierce, but it cannot move. You can only rely on moans to attract curious people or other holy spirits to come closer, and then use suction to devour them. The more creatures it devours, the stronger the hungry ghost becomes. When the number of creatures devoured is equal to the number of people who died in the first place, the hungry ghost becomes reborn. After rebirth, the hungry ghosts are no different from real people, but there is no life or death, and their fighting power is extremely terrifying.]
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
An Zheng thought to himself why Master Shan cared so much. Could it be that there was really a treasure in this peanut-sized stone? But even if it is a treasure, how valuable can it be if it is so small
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
"So hungry."
The stars in Shan Ye's eyes were moving faster and faster. After about a few dozen seconds, his attention was attracted by the big rock that the hungry ghost was leaning against. Shanye jumped down from An Zheng's shoulder, raised his paw and touched the big stone. When it looked back at An Zheng, the stars in its eyes were already spinning like nebulae.
"Master Shan, are you sure there is really a treasure inside?"
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
An Zheng reluctantly found a small, clean jade bottle and put away the quicksand. But as soon as his hand came closer, the sand actually started to flow on its own, spinning around on the rocks like a hide-and-seek. An Zheng tried to catch it several times but failed to catch it.
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
Shan Ye, with a very human expression, nodded firmly and called out softly, which meant that you just need to cut it. But An Zheng had gradually lost most of his interest, and even if there was a piece as big as an egg left, even if it was full of treasures, it might not be worth caring about. Unless it was a piece of star-patterned meteorite the size of an egg, An Zheng felt that he had lost money.
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
In order to ensure that the contents inside were not damaged, An Zheng chose the safest method, which was to cut it down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight was, he still couldn't see what was inside or how big it was this time. So we can only slice it thinly layer by layer. The stone can be as big as half a meter. If we cut it like this, we don’t know how long it will take.
An Zheng threw out a piece of holy fish scale with a wave of his hand. The holy fish scale rotated like a blade and cut into the thing's mouth. It stuck there with a click, almost slicing the thing's head open. But under this situation, the thing's mouth was still moving, as if it wanted to swallow the scales of the holy fish.
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
"people?"
An Zheng glanced at the quicksand: "Why didn't you dislike it when you were in the stone before?"
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
An Zheng's hands were extremely stable, even stone cutters with many years of experience could not match him. Besides, the Broken Army Sword is a powerful weapon in this world. Even though it is not included in the purple-grade magical weapon spectrum, if we really talk about it, after integrating several other magical weapons, the Broken Army Sword's grade is already among the purple-grade magical weapons. It's high.
After An Zheng made his judgment, he quickly denied it. According to logic, there were almost no border residents on the side of Zhao State close to Daxi, and it was heavily trooped. How could there be a famine and death of many people
Even so, An Zheng still chose to suck the quicksand directly into the blood culture bead bracelet.
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
An Zheng waved his hand, and the power of his cultivation swept away like a hurricane, sweeping away the mutilated bodies of the hungry ghosts: "You don't know how many years you have been dead. I am taking this trip. If I can find out why you starved to death, , will avenge you."
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
Shan Ye squatted there and watched quietly, as if he was also curious about what was inside. Its expression is particularly focused, which shows that the things inside must be very valuable.
An Zheng sighed, "Hungry Ghost..." In other words, there was a great famine in this place a long time ago, and I don't know how many people starved to death. However, if he just starved to death, there shouldn't be such a big resentment. Therefore, this famine should be man-made.
"people?"
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
Even so, An Zheng still chose to suck the quicksand directly into the blood culture bead bracelet.
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
Shan Ye, on the other hand, had eyes as focused as ever. Seeing An Zheng stop, he meowed twice to urge him. Seeing Master Shan's determination, An Zheng gathered some expectations again and took action again. The remaining fist-sized piece is already very difficult to cut. The smaller it is, the more laborious it is.
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
An Zheng waved his hand, and the power of his cultivation swept away like a hurricane, sweeping away the mutilated bodies of the hungry ghosts: "You don't know how many years you have been dead. I am taking this trip. If I can find out why you starved to death, , will avenge you."
And I have to worry about whether the things inside will be damaged, so I am more cautious when doing it. An Zheng cut this piece the size of a fist for half an hour, leaving only a piece the size of an egg, but nothing was found inside.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
"Spiritual?!"
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
As he squatted there, Shan Ye had already jumped on the stone and stared at the quicksand with bright eyes. It turned back and barked twice at An Zheng, which meant that you idiot didn't put this good thing away quickly.
An Zheng suddenly became interested and wondered what this thing was. It was made like sand but seemed to be alive. He grabbed it back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hands. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.
"Master Shan, are you sure there is really a treasure inside?"
[The treasure of heaven and earth is harvested from the soil, and a blood culture bead is separately developed to accommodate it. Xi soil, a super purple natural treasure.]
"So hungry."
"So hungry."
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
Master Shan had a look on his face that said, "You are so ignorant." He was also a little angry at An Zheng for not trusting him. An Zheng coughed a few times and thought to himself that even if nothing could be cut out, it was just a matter of coaxing Master Shan to play. Shan Ye had already slept all the way, so I thought it was just to refresh him.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
An Zheng focused on the sand, wondering if the treasure was just this quicksand
In order to ensure that the contents inside were not damaged, An Zheng chose the safest method, which was to cut it down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight was, he still couldn't see what was inside or how big it was this time. So we can only slice it thinly layer by layer. The stone can be as big as half a meter. If we cut it like this, we don’t know how long it will take.
Shan Ye, with a very human expression, nodded firmly and called out softly, which meant that you just need to cut it. But An Zheng had gradually lost most of his interest, and even if there was a piece as big as an egg left, even if it was full of treasures, it might not be worth caring about. Unless it was a piece of star-patterned meteorite the size of an egg, An Zheng felt that he had lost money.
As time passed, An Zheng became more and more cautious. But the stone in his hand had become as big as an apricot, and there was still nothing there.
Master Shan had a look on his face that said, "You are so ignorant." He was also a little angry at An Zheng for not trusting him. An Zheng coughed a few times and thought to himself that even if nothing could be cut out, it was just a matter of coaxing Master Shan to play. Shan Ye had already slept all the way, so I thought it was just to refresh him.
[Hungry ghosts are the agglomeration of the wronged souls who died in famine. They are not the wronged souls of one person. The souls of those who died may range from hundreds to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. The ghosts are formed due to excessive grievances. The strength level is based on the number of innocent souls gathered. The strength of a hungry ghost formed by hundreds of innocent souls is at the early stage of the Sumeru Realm. This hungry ghost is gathered by at least tens of thousands of innocent souls, and its strength is at the peak of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire. It has been around for a long time and has harmed countless people, so its strength should have improved from the beginning.]
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
An Zheng thought to himself why Master Shan cared so much. Could it be that there was really a treasure in this peanut-sized stone? But even if it is a treasure, how valuable can it be if it is so small
As time passed, An Zheng became more and more cautious. But the stone in his hand had become as big as an apricot, and there was still nothing there.
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
An Zheng held his breath and walked over to look at the hungry ghost's body. Countless amounts of black energy emerged from it, and soon the hungry ghost's body became shriveled up.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
Shan Ye still urged, and An Zheng had no choice but to take action again. After a few more minutes, the stone was only the size of a peanut. An Zheng turned his head and looked at Master Shan, holding the small stone and shaking it in front of Master Shan: "Uncle Cat, are you sure you're not kidding me?"
And I have to worry about whether the things inside will be damaged, so I am more cautious when doing it. An Zheng cut this piece the size of a fist for half an hour, leaving only a piece the size of an egg, but nothing was found inside.
The thing turned its head slightly to look at An Zheng, then opened its mouth and smiled, revealing the fangs in its mouth. And just as it smiled, An Zheng felt his body being pulled by an inexplicable force from behind, pulling him towards that thing. And the thing's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the corners of the mouth were all cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood, all the way to the ears.
An Zheng threw out a piece of holy fish scale with a wave of his hand. The holy fish scale rotated like a blade and cut into the thing's mouth. It stuck there with a click, almost slicing the thing's head open. But under this situation, the thing's mouth was still moving, as if it wanted to swallow the scales of the holy fish.
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
"So hungry."
The thing's resentment was so strong that it made a squeaking sound when biting the scales of the holy fish. The sound of its fangs rubbing against metal made people's ears numb.
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
Master Shan had a look on his face that said, "You are so ignorant." He was also a little angry at An Zheng for not trusting him. An Zheng coughed a few times and thought to himself that even if nothing could be cut out, it was just a matter of coaxing Master Shan to play. Shan Ye had already slept all the way, so I thought it was just to refresh him.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
Even so, An Zheng still chose to suck the quicksand directly into the blood culture bead bracelet.
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
Shan Ye, on the other hand, had eyes as focused as ever. Seeing An Zheng stop, he meowed twice to urge him. Seeing Master Shan's determination, An Zheng gathered some expectations again and took action again. The remaining fist-sized piece is already very difficult to cut. The smaller it is, the more laborious it is.
"people?"
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
The thing turned its head slightly to look at An Zheng, then opened its mouth and smiled, revealing the fangs in its mouth. And just as it smiled, An Zheng felt his body being pulled by an inexplicable force from behind, pulling him towards that thing. And the thing's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the corners of the mouth were all cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood, all the way to the ears.
The thing's resentment was so strong that it made a squeaking sound when biting the scales of the holy fish. The sound of its fangs rubbing against metal made people's ears numb.
He stretched out his hand and pointed down, and the scales of the holy fish began to rotate rapidly. The hungry ghost's mouth was cut open like a knife, and then his head. In the eyes of An Zheng, the fighting power of the Realm of Prisoner of Desire is nothing, and he can be killed with just one scale of the holy fish. After the hungry ghost was split open, a stench wafted out from it, and the smell was unpleasant within a large radius.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
Shan Ye still urged, and An Zheng had no choice but to take action again. After a few more minutes, the stone was only the size of a peanut. An Zheng turned his head and looked at Master Shan, holding the small stone and shaking it in front of Master Shan: "Uncle Cat, are you sure you're not kidding me?"
An Zheng thought to himself why Master Shan cared so much. Could it be that there was really a treasure in this peanut-sized stone? But even if it is a treasure, how valuable can it be if it is so small
"Master Shan, are you sure there is really a treasure inside?"
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
An Zheng squatted there and found a relatively flat stone in front of him. He placed a peanut-sized stone on it, pressed it with his fingers, and gently scraped it down with his dagger. Now I can't continue cutting, I can only scrape the powder downwards.
Even so, An Zheng still chose to suck the quicksand directly into the blood culture bead bracelet.
[The treasure of heaven and earth is harvested from the soil, and a blood culture bead is separately developed to accommodate it. Xi soil, a super purple natural treasure.]
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
It's right to think about it. The reason why these evil spirits persist is precisely because there is a treasure here that gathers these evil souls together, so they become hungry ghosts. If there is a famine and many people die, and these people do not die unjustly, then they will not become hungry ghosts. Only when three conditions are met will such a thing appear.
Its face was ugly, white with blue, as if it had been poisoned or had been ill for a long time.
After An Zheng made his judgment, he quickly denied it. According to logic, there were almost no border residents on the side of Zhao State close to Daxi, and it was heavily trooped. How could there be a famine and death of many people
As he squatted there, Shan Ye had already jumped on the stone and stared at the quicksand with bright eyes. It turned back and barked twice at An Zheng, which meant that you idiot didn't put this good thing away quickly.
Even so, An Zheng still chose to suck the quicksand directly into the blood culture bead bracelet.
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
An Zheng focused on the sand, wondering if the treasure was just this quicksand
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
An Zheng waved his hand, and the power of his cultivation swept away like a hurricane, sweeping away the mutilated bodies of the hungry ghosts: "You don't know how many years you have been dead. I am taking this trip. If I can find out why you starved to death, , will avenge you."
He wanted to put the quicksand into the bottle, but the quicksand turned around very naughtily and refused to go in. An Zheng was stunned there, wondering what the hell was going on. Mao'er Shanye jumped on An Zheng's arm and knocked off the jade bottle with his little paws. An Zheng glanced at Master Shan and suddenly understood that it was because Liusha disliked the bottle that it wasn't good enough!
Shan Ye, on the other hand, had eyes as focused as ever. Seeing An Zheng stop, he meowed twice to urge him. Seeing Master Shan's determination, An Zheng gathered some expectations again and took action again. The remaining fist-sized piece is already very difficult to cut. The smaller it is, the more laborious it is.
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
As he squatted there, Shan Ye had already jumped on the stone and stared at the quicksand with bright eyes. It turned back and barked twice at An Zheng, which meant that you idiot didn't put this good thing away quickly.
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
A piece the size of a peanut is already extremely awkward to use with the Broken Army Sword. An Zheng took out the repaired ice soul from the blood bead bracelet. Just as he was about to take action, Master Shan meowed and shook his head. An Zheng thought that he would not let me use the ice soul. He had found an ordinary dagger without any attributes, but Master Shan did not stop it this time.
In order to ensure that the contents inside were not damaged, An Zheng chose the safest method, which was to cut it down layer by layer. No matter how good An Zheng's eyesight was, he still couldn't see what was inside or how big it was this time. So we can only slice it thinly layer by layer. The stone can be as big as half a meter. If we cut it like this, we don’t know how long it will take.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
An Zheng thought to himself why Master Shan cared so much. Could it be that there was really a treasure in this peanut-sized stone? But even if it is a treasure, how valuable can it be if it is so small
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
An Zheng reluctantly found a small, clean jade bottle and put away the quicksand. But as soon as his hand came closer, the sand actually started to flow on its own, spinning around on the rocks like a hide-and-seek. An Zheng tried to catch it several times but failed to catch it.
Shan Ye, with a very human expression, nodded firmly and called out softly, which meant that you just need to cut it. But An Zheng had gradually lost most of his interest, and even if there was a piece as big as an egg left, even if it was full of treasures, it might not be worth caring about. Unless it was a piece of star-patterned meteorite the size of an egg, An Zheng felt that he had lost money.
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
First, death from famine. Second, there is grievance. Third, there is a treasure not far from the place of death.
An Zheng focused on the sand, wondering if the treasure was just this quicksand
Master Shan had a look on his face that said, "You are so ignorant." He was also a little angry at An Zheng for not trusting him. An Zheng coughed a few times and thought to himself that even if nothing could be cut out, it was just a matter of coaxing Master Shan to play. Shan Ye had already slept all the way, so I thought it was just to refresh him.
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
"Spiritual?!"
"Master Shan, are you sure there is really a treasure inside?"
As he squatted there, Shan Ye had already jumped on the stone and stared at the quicksand with bright eyes. It turned back and barked twice at An Zheng, which meant that you idiot didn't put this good thing away quickly.
An Zheng looked at Master Shan. Stars were flowing in Master Shan's eyes, as if he was also searching. Only then did An Zheng realize that Master Shan asked An Zheng to go here just now not because there was a hungry ghost here, but because where there are hungry ghosts, there must be treasures. I just don’t know what this treasure could be.
As the stones became smaller and smaller, An Zheng became more and more careful in his movements, and the layers of stone he cut became thinner and thinner. About ten minutes later, the half-meter-long fist was now only the size of a fist, and An Zheng still hadn't cut anything out. He was a little confused because he didn't feel the breath of any treasure inside.
It's right to think about it. The reason why these evil spirits persist is precisely because there is a treasure here that gathers these evil souls together, so they become hungry ghosts. If there is a famine and many people die, and these people do not die unjustly, then they will not become hungry ghosts. Only when three conditions are met will such a thing appear.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
"people?"
An Zheng suddenly became interested and wondered what this thing was. It was made like sand but seemed to be alive. He grabbed it back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hands. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.
He wanted to put the quicksand into the bottle, but the quicksand turned around very naughtily and refused to go in. An Zheng was stunned there, wondering what the hell was going on. Mao'er Shanye jumped on An Zheng's arm and knocked off the jade bottle with his little paws. An Zheng glanced at Master Shan and suddenly understood that it was because Liusha disliked the bottle that it wasn't good enough!
An Zheng asked tentatively.
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
"Master Shan, are you sure there is really a treasure inside?"
"So hungry."
When it saw An Zheng coming over, it said these two words.
An Zheng thought to himself why Master Shan cared so much. Could it be that there was really a treasure in this peanut-sized stone? But even if it is a treasure, how valuable can it be if it is so small
An Zheng focused on the sand, wondering if the treasure was just this quicksand
He wanted to put the quicksand into the bottle, but the quicksand turned around very naughtily and refused to go in. An Zheng was stunned there, wondering what the hell was going on. Mao'er Shanye jumped on An Zheng's arm and knocked off the jade bottle with his little paws. An Zheng glanced at Master Shan and suddenly understood that it was because Liusha disliked the bottle that it wasn't good enough!
An Zheng suddenly became interested and wondered what this thing was. It was made like sand but seemed to be alive. He grabbed it back and forth several times, and finally covered the sand with his hands. When I opened my palm, I found that the sand was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the sand in his hand like a small reptile.
When it saw An Zheng coming over, it said these two words.
"people?"
It looked like it wanted to swallow An Zheng in one gulp.
An Zheng glanced at the quicksand: "Why didn't you dislike it when you were in the stone before?"
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
Even so, An Zheng still chose to suck the quicksand directly into the blood culture bead bracelet.
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
And I have to worry about whether the things inside will be damaged, so I am more cautious when doing it. An Zheng cut this piece the size of a fist for half an hour, leaving only a piece the size of an egg, but nothing was found inside.
An Zheng's hands were extremely stable, even stone cutters with many years of experience could not match him. Besides, the Broken Army Sword is a powerful weapon in this world. Even though it is not included in the purple-grade magical weapon spectrum, if we really talk about it, after integrating several other magical weapons, the Broken Army Sword's grade is already among the purple-grade magical weapons. It's high.
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
Therefore, this famine should be on the side of Zhao State.
"Spiritual?!"
At this moment, there was a sudden ding in the blood training bead bracelet, followed by a third eye voice.
An Zheng squatted there and found a relatively flat stone in front of him. He placed a peanut-sized stone on it, pressed it with his fingers, and gently scraped it down with his dagger. Now I can't continue cutting, I can only scrape the powder downwards.
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
This place is at the junction of Zhao State and Daxi. Zhao State didn't know it. An Zheng recalled it and found that there should have never been a famine in Daxi. Even the most ordinary family in Daxi has at least two or three years of surplus food available. In fact, although Da Xi is ridiculously big, he has not needed to collect money and grain from his own people for a long time. With the two to three hundred tributes attached to Da Xi, the granary of Da Xi's household can basically be filled.
An Zheng snorted: "Even if you were all wronged in the past, but now you are harming others, I can't keep you."
After another minute, the stone shell made a soft clicking sound, followed by a small stream of quicksand flowing out from inside. This quicksand is too little. If you hold it in your hand, you can blow it all away in one breath. An Zheng picked up the small stone shell and looked at it. It was empty and there was nothing inside.
The thing's resentment was so strong that it made a squeaking sound when biting the scales of the holy fish. The sound of its fangs rubbing against metal made people's ears numb.
[The treasure of heaven and earth is harvested from the soil, and a blood culture bead is separately developed to accommodate it. Xi soil, a super purple natural treasure.]
The thing turned its head slightly to look at An Zheng, then opened its mouth and smiled, revealing the fangs in its mouth. And just as it smiled, An Zheng felt his body being pulled by an inexplicable force from behind, pulling him towards that thing. And the thing's mouth grew bigger and bigger, and the corners of the mouth were all cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood, all the way to the ears.
The voice of Tianmu appeared again, making An Zheng's heart light up.
An Zheng took out the Broken Army Sword and thought that he would cut stones as well.
"people?"
After the hungry ghost's remains were blown away, An Zheng knelt down next to the big stone and looked at it. There was nothing where the hungry ghost had been lying just now.
An Zheng focused on the sand, wondering if the treasure was just this quicksand
He wanted to put the quicksand into the bottle, but the quicksand turned around very naughtily and refused to go in. An Zheng was stunned there, wondering what the hell was going on. Mao'er Shanye jumped on An Zheng's arm and knocked off the jade bottle with his little paws. An Zheng glanced at Master Shan and suddenly understood that it was because Liusha disliked the bottle that it wasn't good enough!
An Zheng focused on the sand, wondering if the treasure was just this quicksand
An Zheng didn't hear what he said clearly because his mind was a little confused...
When it saw An Zheng coming over, it said these two words.
Its face was ugly, white with blue, as if it had been poisoned or had been ill for a long time.
An Zheng asked tentatively.
An Zheng asked tentatively.
An Zheng reluctantly found a small, clean jade bottle and put away the quicksand. But as soon as his hand came closer, the sand actually started to flow on its own, spinning around on the rocks like a hide-and-seek. An Zheng tried to catch it several times but failed to catch it.
[Wherever hungry ghosts appear, there must be injustice. Wherever hungry ghosts do not move, there must be a treasure.]
Shan Ye still urged, and An Zheng had no choice but to take action again. After a few more minutes, the stone was only the size of a peanut. An Zheng turned his head and looked at Master Shan, holding the small stone and shaking it in front of Master Shan: "Uncle Cat, are you sure you're not kidding me?"
An Zheng asked tentatively.