Zhou Bai continued to read the work manual.

"Everyone went crazy, everyone started killing each other."

"This is not the ruins of the previous heavenly court, this is a trap!"

"Everyone is aberration, they want to eat people, and part of their body is transforming towards animals."

"I don't know how long I can last... I'm so hungry, I want to eat, I want to eat Master Lingmiao..."

The workbook has no content after writing it here, and the back is completely messy graffiti, which looks like the result of a madman drawing a pen.

‘Well? The content of this workbook is different from the information told by Wolf-headed Xiao Hun and others.’ Zhou Bai thought to himself, ‘Who is lying? Or… Xiao Hun and others were also deceived?’

After ten minutes, Zhou Bai began to sell these old magic pills he picked up, and his lazy air value continued to rise. In a blink of an eye, it had increased by 100,000 points, reaching 470,000 lazy air value.

Zhou Bai thought to himself, "This is still 30,000 lazy air value before learning the collapse of Genesis Ten Thousand Stars."

The woman said, “Are you OK?”

Zhou Bai immediately said, "Okay, okay, as long as you stay in this Guihai Black Evil, your IQ will slowly recover."

"By the way." Zhou Bai asked curiously, "What's going on in this place? How did these people die? Do you have any other problems? I'll treat you too."

Thinking back to the hand of this flying sword, the disease was cured, and even metastatic intelligence disorders could be cured. A trace of hope appeared on the woman's face. She looked at Zhou Bai and said, "I... I've been turned into a ghost... all of them are the plague gods... all of them are the plague gods!"

Seeing the woman who was incoherent at first, Zhou Bai felt helpless, "Oh, I felt a little low in IQ, but now it has been reduced, and this set of information is even worse. It's really a bit difficult to communicate."

Zhou Bai felt like asking a confession of a four or five-year-old child, he was confused, sometimes even inconsistent, and extremely inefficient.

"They lied to me... This is not a ruin at all..."

"Every square...every pavilion...they all have special meanings..."

"They ate me... it hurts so much... it hurts..."

"It's all the orders of the Plague Department... I saw Zhenjun Yan coming in to arrange the formation..."

"Resentment...blood...hatred...it is these that lock us..."

"They... they...eat me..."

...

Listening to each other's next sentence, Zhou Bai listened and analyzed it. According to the woman, or Master Lingmiao, and combined with the previous work manual, Zhou Bai roughly sorted out a context.

50 years ago, they belonged to an exploration team of the Plague Ministry, which was specifically responsible for exploring the remains of various predecessors and collecting information such as Taoist arts and Taoist scriptures.

After hearing that the ruins of the Heavenly Palace in the previous dynasty were excavated, they came here to explore.

Then all kinds of strange things happened one after another, and in the end all the other members went crazy and shared Master Lingmiao's food.

But Master Lingmiao found that she was not really dead, but was trapped in this heavenly palace by the formation, wandering between pavilions and towers like a wandering soul.

Then the entire Heavenly Palace was sealed into the void, and she wandered alone in this space for 50 years.

Until now, monks sent by the Plague Tribe entered it, and their bloodline once again aroused the hatred and madness of Master Lingmiao.

As Master Lingmiao appeared in front of them again and again, these descendants began to become crazy and even began to distort.

And when they all distorted, Master Lingmiao would swallow them...

‘How did this be done by killing the human body and trapping the remaining ghosts after death.’

‘No, Master Lingmiao’s state…is probably already distorted, but she seems to have retained some communication ability? Is this also the technology of Heaven?’

‘And... According to Master Lingmiao, the group of monks sent by the Plague Tribe are all descendants of the group of monks who had eaten him?’ Zhou Bai thought to himself, "The hatred and blood resentment, and the Plague Tribe doesn't know what the hands and feet did in these people, so that they can attract each other here, and these people will deform one by one and then be swallowed by her."

‘Master Lingmiao’s persistence in devouring is derived from the resentment that has accumulated for 50 years. This is not a certain emotion or idea, but the result of being distorted day after day in this formation for fifty years in this formation, in this space sealed into the void.’

‘Even my 'fool' ability cannot change her persistence.’

‘50 years ago, those people ate Master Lingmiao.’

‘Fifty years later, Master Lingmiao, who had accumulated countless resentment and hatred in the void, wanted to eat the descendants of those people.’

‘This is completely a ritual, what exactly is their purpose?’

Suddenly, the statement of the Demon King flashed through Zhou Bai's mind.

‘Using human monks to create distorted weapons...will this be the purpose of the Plague Ministry? Whether it is the exploration team 50 years ago or the exploration team 50 years later, they are just materials for creating distorted weapons.’

The more Zhou Bai thought about it, the more he felt sad. If these were true, it means that Tianting’s research on distortion and distortion was far superior to that of humans, and in order to achieve certain goals, he almost did not take human morals and other things in mind at all.

'But there is still some problem. What happened to the soldiers Gu Lan saw? There are no relevant clues in the Master Lingmiao and the work manual.'

‘If you have completed this ritual, why do you need to build a place like the previous Heavenly Palace?’

Zhou Bai asked, "Hey, what will happen if you eat them?"

Master Lingmiao showed an extremely anticipated look on his face, "Eat... Revenge... Liberation!"

While speaking, Gu Lan on the side suddenly began to twitch, his face changed slightly, gradually twisting and ferociously, just like a grim wolf face.

Zhou Bai's expression changed slightly, "Does it start to distort?"

...

Xudra looked at the screen and was a little unfinished what was going on in Zhou Bai. After all, they could only see the picture, but they could not collect the sound.

On the one hand, the distance required to collect sound is too close and easy to be discovered. On the other hand, monks often use voice transmission power to communicate, and the difficulty of talking to information on mobile phones has greatly increased.

In their surveillance screen, Gu Lan walked around, and then Guihai Hei Sha seemed to have rolled up a bunch of magic weapons and disappeared.

Gorinic said, "I feel like Gu Lan has completely controlled Zhou Bai? Or are the two of them starting to cooperate?"

Xu Dela "It's possible that Zhou Bai can bend and stretch, and it's very likely that he assisted Gu Lan when he was suppressed. Anyway, no matter what, they will be suppressed by us after they come out."

"Wait, Gu Lan has changed, he seems to have started to distort?"
Chapter completed!