Chapter 196 Miracle, the disappeared ancient battlefield of Changping!
Deep inside the Changping battlefield.
Qin Mo sat cross-legged, with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Tower hanging above his head, emitting brilliant golden light.
Outside him, thirty-six battle spirit flags fluttered in the wind, and the thirty-six Heavenly Demon Lords on them roared to the sky, their eyes red and demonic flames billowing from their bodies.
So majestic.
And further out, the seventy-two Earthly Fiends’ soul beads transformed into seventy-two Earthly Fiends’ demon lords, who were also eating greedily.
This was half a year after Qin Mo entered the Changping battlefield.
If you go further, you will encounter those peerless fighting spirits. Now you can occasionally hear the roar of the fighting spirits.
After half a year of devouring, the strength of the 108 Demon Lords skyrocketed. Not only did the 72 Earthly Fiends all enter the Nascent Soul stage, but people like Gongsun Sheng even entered the God Transformation stage in one fell swoop.
Even so, less than one-tenth of the souls were devoured.
But Qin Mo didn't dare to continue.
The Demon Lord is not without limits in devouring ghosts. The more he devours, the more easily he will be affected by the resentment, hostility, anger, viciousness, murderous intent and other negative emotions that the ghosts carry.
Once the Demon Lord eats too much, his spiritual consciousness may be destroyed and he may become an unconscious demon.
Even if there is no riot,
That doesn't have much use value.
Therefore, although he was reluctant, Qin Mo could only temporarily stop the devouring and give the 108 Demon Lords time to "digest" the food.
Conservatively speaking, it will take more than a year.
Qin Mo can't wait that long.
According to the course of history, after conquering Han, Qin will conquer Zhao next year.
"Time waits for no one."
But it was impossible for Qin Mo to just leave the food alone.
Thinking of this, Qin Mo stretched out his hand and something appeared in his hand. It looked like a smaller version of a mountain, but this mountain was bare without any vegetation and was full of potholes.
Severe damage.
As if he had suffered some great disaster.
This thing is none other than the most precious treasure of the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace - Lingcui Peak.
Lingcui Peak is formed by the thousand-year-old green coral at the bottom of the Xingxiu Sea. Not only can it be large or small, but it also contains talismans, Taoist books, elixirs, magic weapons, and various wonderful uses of the two yin and yang and the six combinations.
For a long time, Lingcui Peak played the role of treasure hunting in Emei.
After the mountain was closed, in order to survive the calamity, the head of Emei Sect, Qiankun Zhengqi Miaoyi Zhenren, refined Lingcui Peak and used it for himself. All the magic weapons inside were transferred to the sect's treasure house.
Even so, it is still a treasure for offense and defense.
When Miaoyi Zhenren survived the catastrophe last time, all other magic weapons were smashed into ashes by the heavenly catastrophe. Only Lingcui Peak was preserved and hidden in Miaoyi Zhenren’s soul.
But it was also damaged by the heavenly calamity, lost its spirituality, and the formation within was completely destroyed.
Qin Mo captured the soul of Miaoyi Zhenren, and Lingcui Peak fell into his hands. However, due to its severe damage, no one knew what to do with it.
Now, Qin Mo has an idea.
With a point of his hands, Lingcui Peak flew out, enlarged in mid-air, and in an instant turned into a mountain over a hundred meters high, with rugged rocks and peaks on top.
Qin Mo formed seals with his hands and cast one seal after another onto Lingcui Peak.
It is magical to say the least. After the seal was made, the originally white and round rocks of Lingcui Peak were turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In a flash, the entire mountain turned black.
Not only that, under Qin Mo's refining, the original potholes on Lingcui Peak were carefully modified, either expanded, deepened, or re-drilled.
Half a month later,
There were actually 365 caves of different sizes on the surface of Lingcui Peak, which was a bit similar to the rocky mountain that Qin Mo encountered in Mingyuan, and was divided into three layers.
There are thirty-six seats on the top floor, which are the largest.
There are 72 buildings in the middle layer, which are the second largest in area.
There are 257 seats on the ground floor, which is the smallest in area.
There are secret passages connecting the caves.
The belly of the mountain was completely hollowed out by Qin Mo, and a black pyramid-shaped stone was suspended in the air, which also had densely packed small holes on it.
A total of 14,800.
Qin Mo refined the entire Lingcui Peak into a large soul mountain according to the secret method recorded in the "Soul Nourishing Record", which can be used as a residence for ghosts.
Therefore it is also called the soul nest.
Qin Mo's eyes were bright, and he pointed with his hand. Thirty-six fighting spirit flags turned into streams of light and entered the large cave on the top floor and arranged seats.
Follow,
The seventy-two Earthly Demon Soul Beads entered the caves in the middle layer and settled down one by one.
The Lingcui Peak, which was originally beautiful and spiritual, immediately became chilly and windy. Even the wind blowing out of the cave was so cold that it made people's scalps numb.
The changes have just begun.
Qin Mo pinched his hands and activated Lingcui Peak, which erupted with an extremely strong suction force. The wandering souls around were sucked by the hurricane and flew into Lingcui Peak involuntarily.
Then follow the secret passage in the cave and go deep into the mountain.
Qin Mo was actually planning to capture all the ghosts from the Changping battlefield and bring them to Lingcui Peak for him to command. He thought to himself, "Since we can't finish them, we can just pack them up and take them away."
At the same time, the Jiutian Xuansha Pagoda emitted golden light, and the golden body of Buddha appeared in the air.
The sound of Sanskrit is heard.
What he was chanting was the authentic Buddhist mantra - Amitabha Sutra.
Under the cleansing of Buddhism, the souls that were thrown into Lingcui Peak had all the resentment and hostility in their hearts washed away, leaving only the purest murderous intent and viciousness.
Not only is it better to control, but it is also more powerful.
Lingcui Peak seemed to have turned into a black hole. As time went by, the suction force it emitted became stronger and stronger. The surrounding ghosts flowed into it like a tide, forming a rare yin storm.
The storm was getting wider and stronger.
Qin Mo was now sitting on the top of Lingcui Peak, right in the center of the storm, which made him the safest place.
Under this extremely strong storm, those powerful ghosts that were originally stronger and difficult to capture were now involuntarily pulled into it.
Become part of the storm.
Looking down from the sky, the storm looked like an enormous whirlpool, or like a millstone of heaven and earth, constantly rotating outward, extending, expanding, and becoming stronger.
The ghost itself became the internal cause of the storm's intensification.
Accomplish each other.
Under Qin Mo's control, the 108 Demon Lords played the role of gatekeepers, intimidating the various evil spirits absorbed into Lingcui Peak and preventing chaos.
In the end, even those peerless fighting spirits deep in the battlefield, although each of them had the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage, seemed insignificant under such a terrifying storm.
He was roughly pulled into Lingcui Peak.
Under Qin Mo's control, these peerless war spirits all lived in the holes of the strange stone in the center of the mountain. This not only represented a certain status, but also helped to intimidate the increasing number of ghosts in the mountain.
Like a mighty army.
This is not a ghost at all, it is simply an invincible ghost army.
No wonder,
Even if Shang Jun of Qin had reached the fusion stage, he would be helpless without a suitable magic weapon.
The peerless fighting spirits living in the holes of the strange rocks will, under Qin Mo's control in the future, fight and devour each other to compete for the 257 seats at the bottom of Lingcui Peak.
Just like raising Gu, the strong get stronger, there is a distinction between the high and the low, and the order is in place.
In just three days,
The entire Changping battlefield was swept away by Qin Mo. More than a thousand peerless war spirits and more than 600,000 ghosts living there were all absorbed into Lingcui Peak.
It's like having a new home.
Standing on the top of Lingcui Peak, Qin Mo let out a long sigh. The long period of spellcasting made him exhausted.
But it's not time to relax yet.
Qin Mo put his hands together and pointed, and Lingcui Peak became smaller again. He dragged it in his hand and put it into the second floor of Jiutian Xuansha Pagoda. With a bang, it settled down in the pagoda again.
The entire second floor was suddenly filled with cold winds and howling ghosts, making it like the netherworld of hell.
If the pagoda was not special, if it was an ordinary treasure, it would be immediately infected by the Yin Qi and lose its spirituality. Even with the power of the pagoda, it would be very stressful to take in so many ghosts at once.
Fortunately, Jinshan Temple is above the second floor.
For the next period of time, Sanskrit sounds will be heard from Jinshan Temple day and night to purify and suppress the ghosts on the second floor.
Finally achieve "harmonious coexistence".
As the ghosts dissipated, the black clouds that had lingered over the Changping battlefield for years were also dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and rays of light once again appeared in the sky.
And in the center of the battlefield, a three-legged round tripod was standing quietly.
There is a hint of red on the body of the tripod.
Qin Mo's face lit up with joy. He stretched out his hand and the tripod flew into his hand. It was the Jiuzhou Tripod that was lost in South Korea. Just as he was about to examine it carefully, a prompt sound suddenly came to his ears.
"Purifying the ancient battlefield of Changping, great merit, experience points +1 million points."
"Heaven is truly generous."
Qin Mo was secretly delighted, as this was probably the largest reward he had ever received.
Previously, Blackwater City relied on its own population growth to reach 1.2 million and was promoted to a medium-sized city, but it was only rewarded with 600,000 experience points.
Before he knew it, Qin Mo had saved another 2.2 million experience points.
It is only halfway between the 5 million experience points required to go from the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation to the late stage of the Spirit Transformation; not to mention the 7 million experience points required for the late stage of the Spirit Transformation.
When it comes to the Spirit Transformation Stage, the speed of cultivation slows down significantly.
Actually, it’s normal.
Purifying wronged souls is a great merit. Qin Mo directly razed the huge ancient battlefield of Changping, except for one place of death, which is indeed a great merit.
Although those ghosts have not actually passed away...
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Qin State, Xianyang.
Just when Qin Mo purified the Changping battlefield, in the largest secret room deep underground in the Wu'an Jun mansion thousands of miles away, Bai Qi, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly vomited blood.
“Wow~~~”
The blood was black, like ink.
A look of relief emerged on Bai Qi's face, because the karma and evil spirit that had troubled him for more than thirty years suddenly dissipated.
The blood clots in the body are discharged, and the whole person seems to be full of energy.
Bai Qi, however, was not concerned about himself, but looked up in the direction of Changping, with a trace of inquiry in his eyes: "Did something happen in the Changping battlefield?"
Shaking his head, Bai Qi stood up and left the quiet room.
Speaking of which,
He has not left this quiet room in the past twenty years.
"I don't know what the Qin State is like now, and whether it still needs an old soldier like me." Bai Qi looked gloomy, and when he thought of the unpredictable face of the king before he went into seclusion, he felt a chill in his heart.
God's heart is hard to predict...
