In the crutch space, Xiao Xin couldn't help but sigh when he saw "Miss Liu San" and "Cui Yuanyuan": It would be great if all people in the world could do this, even if they were not subject to rules, they could be peaceful forever.

Fei Jing Xiaoxiao: Having said that, one of the most important ingredients for these Soul Gu Tang is Heihe Water, and the Heihe Water is refined from the souls that fell into it over the years. If everyone drinks Soul Gu Tang, no matter how the world runs or whether it is fair or not, it is impossible for the Heihe River to exist without the soul alone.

Therefore, this world still needs order and gods!

Guhun Tang probably looks like a small cubic cube, and may be useful in the future.

I didn't master the amount when I used it before. I learned the scene in the pseudo-underworld before and gave those people a big bowl. Later I found that a small cup was enough to completely bind their souls and body and solidify them.

The remaining points can be divided into at least one or two thousand copies.

It is most effective against souls that disrupt the rules.

Fei Jing found that this way she didn't have to worry about whether she would get involved in the other party's karma. She was simply bloodless.

Seeing the power of this soul-hardening soup, Bai Jing was still a little guilty when he thought about the curses that the souls that had been solidified by her before were cursed at her.

Good and evil are just differences caused by different identities in their respective perspectives. In the eyes of her and the way of heaven where she is, those people are bad people who destroy order.

But in the other party's eyes, the way of heaven she is in is a cage that restricts their free enjoyment, while she is a lackey of heaven. Under the guise of supporting the way of heaven, she is actually an executioner who harms freedom and democracy.

Her fists are bigger than them now, so she has the final say and gives the other party a soul-solidifying soup.

But...what if you encounter a more powerful hostile Taoist power in the future and give her soul-reinforced soup?

So, while taking advantage of this little free time, Yan Jing did something extremely crazy to himself-

She greeted the Soul Gu Tang on her.

She stretched out her left hand and was even ready to save her life if there was an accident.

Yi Jing first tried to dip a little black mucus and wiped it a little on the back of his hand. His body really didn't react much. The black thing was like a throw of mud.

But Jing found that the cells under the skin suddenly became extremely active. Almost as she applied the Soul Soul Soup, the skin immediately formed a barrier.

She applied a little more... In the inner vision, there was a layer of defense on the entire skin surface, like round scales stacked layer by layer.

What if I drink it directly into my stomach?

Xiao Xin, Wu Ling was so scared by the thoughts of Li Jing that he opened his eyes wide and did not dare to speak out... This is too crazy, right? Although he is worried that he will be "treated by others in the future" in the future, this is too cruel, right?

Yaoyao is not as nervous as them, not only because of unconditional trust in the small land, but also because she and Da Jing are absolutely connected.

If something happens to the small land, she will not hesitate to continue it with her own life energy.

She absolutely supports everything in small lands.

Xiao Jing took out a small half cup, which was equivalent to giving half of the amount of those "mortals" and drank it in his mouth in a small sip...

The entrance was bitter and violently spread to all senses with a strong and bloody smell.

At the same time, in her inner vision, the cells contacted by the mucus form a layer of conjunctiva on the surface.

Then, mucus enters the stomach sac along the esophagus... The body functions, and the mucus turns into a fishy smell not only occupy the senses and spreads to every corner of the body.

So there is a layer of conjunctiva where these auras spread...the soul body is solidified.

So that's what it means!

Jing was preparing to mobilize the body's functions to remove this conjunctiva, but found that before she could control it with her mind, the cells of the body would automatically operate.

Larger cells break down the conjunctiva bit by bit, transforming some of them into their own cells, filling the consumed part of the phagocytosis.

However, in a moment, the side effects of drinking Guhun Soup were eliminated by the body.

Fei Jing understood the working principle of Guhun Tang, but if this falls into ordinary souls, there is no cure for this kind of solidification.

For ordinary mortals, they cannot control their bodies through their own thoughts and mobilize cells to decompose them, and they can only watch their souls solidify.

After thinking about it, Xiao Jing drank more... Maybe he had already had an experience. Although he drank more this time, the digestion time was the same as the first time.

Filled two big bowls...

The result is still the same.

At this point, Da Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief - now he is not afraid of others using such means to deal with him!

After drinking almost a few liters of Guhun Tang, Da Jing found that the body had undergone a very subtle change: the cell system became more complete through repeated exercises, and it began to develop from the surface cells to the inner muscle tissue.

This is a good sign.

However, the effect of using Guhun Soup to improve is not obvious, and there is not much left, so it will be useful in the future.

After a few days of delay, Da Jing put it in again and waved his hand easily to draw a reincarnation channel.

Just as I walked in, I couldn't help but think of where I would be teleported this time?

Is it closer or further away from the destination?

Will you still encounter those "bacterial spores"-like private ghost domains?

From the construction of the life world to the establishment of an independent soul reincarnation channel, every step is full of challenges and randomness.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that there are so few people who truly have the world of life and realm.

...The white flower trees holding a huge umbrella stand on the white square, and the ground is as if polished with white jade, smooth and flat.

There are strings of white flowers like bells hanging on the Linghua tree. The gentle breeze blows, and the Linghua gently flutters, spreading the sound of real vigor to dozens of miles around.

With this tree as the center, there are circles of independent courtyards distributed around it, the shape and size are exactly the same, just like layer by layer of copying and pasting, extending to more than forty miles.

In fact, there are still huts further away, but because the distance is too far, these huts are covered with a layer of gray fog.

In addition, the white ground and orderly roads are becoming dimmer as they get farther and farther away from the Linghua Tree.

Under the warm light, residents in various clothes walked along the road between the houses with sad faces towards Linghua Tree.

Many residents have gathered under the tree, and they are standing quietly, looking at the aperture under the tree ahead.

There are more than twenty apertures around the Linghua tree, each aperture is about two meters in diameter.

Gu Zhu

Every day, some new ghosts emerge from this aperture, join the ghost village, or leave.

Because this village has shrunk to almost one-third of its original range in the past thousand years, the breath of life and the intensity of laws are far less than before.

They are very eager to join more ghosts in this village and build together to make the village stronger, or to allow the life force of Linghuashu to cover farther places, exert stronger protection ability, and avoid the erosion of evil demon realms that are constantly expanding here.

In the past, they would arrange a few villagers to guard here, welcome the newcomers, and introduce them to the situation of the village. As for whether to stay or leave, they should be at will.

And now, they came here together to welcome the newcomers and keep them.

However, fewer and fewer people emerge from the aperture.

I heard from the villagers in the past that about a few thousand years ago, dozens of people and hundreds of people came out of this aperture every day.

Even if some people don’t like the life in the ghost village in the underworld and choose to go directly to reincarnation, there are still about ten people who will stay.

These newly joined the village will be automatically arranged to the outer circle of the village. When their construction power is integrated, it will feed back the growth of the village, making the Linghua Tree cover a wider range.

Nowadays, at most, only a few newcomers arrive every day, and very few can be left behind.

In addition, some of the original villagers either saved enough of the merits they wanted, or were worried that the village would be swallowed up by the Demon Realm sooner or later and chose to leave.

As a result, fewer and fewer villagers, the strength of the village is getting smaller and smaller, the power of the Linghua Tree is getting weaker and weaker, and the scope of protection is getting narrower and narrower... forming a vicious cycle.

Everyone was eager to see it. Finally, one of the apertures was bright. It was an old man who looked about sixty or seventy years old.

The sickness left on his face, his body was thin and his eye sockets were deep.

The old man looked at everything around him with a confused expression, and some of them were unable to come back to his senses.

A villager of similar age hurriedly stepped forward and led her out: "...Sister is fine along the way. When we arrived in our Yu Village, it's like returning to our own home. Come and I'll introduce you to you..."

"Home? By the way, I'm going back, otherwise the children should be anxious about me..."

The villagers were very experienced and said, "Your life span in the world is over. This is the underworld, and you can't go back."

"I, will I not go? No, I want to go back, they are all waiting for me..."

More people came to persuade.

The longer you live here, you will see all kinds of people. Some of them are full of nostalgia during their lifetime, some are filled with regrets, and some are accompanied by liberation and relief.

So I don't care about the old man's appearance.

After a while, the old man finally realized that he was dead and came to the legendary underworld.

She looked around and murmured, "So this is the underworld. By the way, I felt like I was light and I was unknowingly... I arrived here. Why is there no Black and White Impermanence, Meng Po and Naihe Bridge? What about King Yama? Isn't we going to judge our merits and demerits before we die before deciding whether to be reborn or to conquer the eighteen levels of hell..."

People patiently explained to her...

The old man gradually realized that not only did she not have any pain in all aspects of her body, she even didn't speak with gasps, but she could express everything she was thinking very smoothly.

People advised her to stay here and wait until she saved more merit before going to reincarnation or going to ghost cultivation, etc.

But the old man chose another way: she wanted to stay on the Linghua tree.

Because only by staying here and becoming a linghua tree can you "see" your relatives in your previous life.

She has three children, the eldest son has already started a family and a pair of lovely grandchildren, and the couple are both working. In the past, she helped to watch the children and could reduce the burden on them. After leaving, she would definitely make the two children exhausted.

The second child just got married and I don’t know how the couple lived. The second child has a little impatient temper. She is afraid that he will not be able to speak and make his wife angry. The young man is impulsive in doing things. In the past, she mediated it, but once she left, she was afraid that they would start arguing again.
To be continued...