Volume 3: Summoning Demons Chapter 82 Snowy Prison (V)
Qingliang made a lot of noise.
Even when Lu Bai was fighting with the dog, he noticed it.
"Are you still going to take this step?" When Lu Bai obtained the method of Wangqi Mingshen from Qingliang, he knew Qingliang's plan.
Humans cannot control the truth, at most they can get infinitely close to it.
Because human beings are selfish and have desires.
Only a ruthless and selfless God can uphold justice and establish a reasonable order so that humans can live in peace.
In the future, Qingliang will be the kind of person who supports intelligent programs to dominate human society.
There are naturally no intelligent programs now, so he chooses to be that program.
And Qingliang does have that qualification.
The incarnation of joy absorbs all energy, and the incarnation of sorrow makes a wish to save the world.
This framework was originally prepared for becoming a god.
In addition, the power of black and white provides a foundation for it.
"Using the white air as the basis of power, I forged the two incarnations of joy and sorrow."
"Use the incarnation of joy to absorb various things, melt them with white gas, and then use the power gained from smelting to promote the wish-making ability of the incarnation of sorrow."
"The Avatar of Sorrow does have omnipotent power, but this power requires enormous strength to drive it."
"It's a pity that the black energy cannot be used easily, otherwise the right way would be to use the black and white energy together to refine the real and the fake."
This is the path to becoming a god that Qingliang has been planning for a long time.
Or it could be said that when Master Weiming came up with the first version of the Wangqi Mingshen Method, he already had this ambition.
Otherwise, this technique would not be named Mingshen Method.
Qingliang inherited the mantle of Master Weiming.
He originally planned to push forward after he had accumulated enough experience and perfected this method of becoming a god.
But now it seems that the situation has reached a point where it has to be pushed forward.
Absorb its two incarnations, and then use the white gas as a basis to create a new incarnation.
This incarnation is no longer a single emotional incarnation, but a composite emotional incarnation.
This is the Seven Emotions Control Sutra, which is the third path opened up after the single ultimate incarnation and multiple incarnations.
That is to say...the incarnation of God.
Qingliang's body was shattered by the white gas at this moment, and then based on the white gas, a humanoid life form emitting white light all over its body floated in the air.
The surrounding bricks, stones, and even vegetation were absorbed by him, and then worn away, decomposed, and melted by the white light, turning into a foundation of power.
Then the ability to make wishes comes into play.
"Disperse!"
As he made this wish, Heifeng felt his body was about to fall apart.
But at this moment, Heifeng didn't care about this, but looked at Qingliang angrily.
"How dare you, how dare you do this!"
"Do you know what this means?"
Heifeng's anger was a little beyond Qingliang's expectations, as he had not yet completely refined the white gas.
Is it necessary for Heifeng to be so angry? Or has his possessiveness reached such an exaggerated level?
If someone else touches something you like, you will get so angry that you can't take care of yourself?
"Of course I know that in life, there is nothing that cannot be abandoned for the sake of one's own ideals."
Qingliang's voice at this time carried a huge buzzing sound, just like bells and drums.
Every word and action can shake the world.
"At this moment, my life has ended, and the era belonging to God has officially arrived."
"I wrongly accused you of becoming a demon, but I didn't expect that it would turn out to be the right thing." Heifeng suddenly laughed, and the sarcasm in his laughter was very obvious.
Qingliang was stunned, as if he felt something was wrong.
But the black wind suddenly dissipated, and then began to howl again.
A large amount of black wind swept towards Qingliang.
But this black wind couldn't do anything to Qingliang before, and it is even more helpless now.
"Come!"
With just one sentence, the black wind seemed to have lost control of the huge black wind, and a large amount of black wind swirled and changed around the white figure.
Qingliang was very strong at this time, and more importantly, he had an innate restraint over the black wind.
This kind of restraint reduced Heifeng's strength to only 30%.
I don't know when the sky had turned dark.
Gray and dark.
There was an oppressive atmosphere that made people feel as if their spirits were being suppressed.
"So that's how it is. The black gas has been in this Sky Prison City all along!" Qinglan pretended to cover his chest. His original sadness and discomfort disappeared, and he looked at the sky with joy.
The black air symbolizes the spirit of the devil, and its ability to bewitch others is the strongest.
If it is stored alone for a long time, the black gas will definitely bewitch people to become its minions.
So back then, Lu Pan, on the one hand, suppressed the original body of the big snake under the Tianlao Mountain, and on the other hand, separated its black and white energies.
The white mist symbolizes life. It is extremely condensed and difficult to further separate.
But the black air is different. It symbolizes the spirit, which is like a devil, full of desires and seems a little confused.
Therefore, the black gas could be further decomposed. Lu Pan decomposed it thoroughly and dispersed it into every household in Tianlao City.
Use the cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death to cleanse these black air.
Turn it into relatively pure mental power.
As long as no major vicious incidents occur in Tianlao City, these black auras will disperse and it will be difficult to cause trouble.
At most, it will make someone in the city feel a little worse at some point in time.
These dispersed black gases will remain dispersed unless attracted by white gases.
This way, it is also easier to keep.
It has to be said that Qinglan's actions helped Qingliang to purify the black air to a certain extent.
The recitation of the Sutra of Salvation every day and night can suppress the desires of the people in the city with a high intensity.
Even the pretense of stopping the black wind from entering the city on a large scale concealed the true face of the black air.
Until this moment, Qingliang urged the white gas with all his strength, and the black gas naturally began to gather .
Except Qinglan noticed this scene.
The spider sitting quietly in the city also watched all this.
Standing in the small courtyard, Xu Ying, with a look of nostalgia on his face, also raised his head and looked at the black air, his expression became a little ugly.
Mr. Shadow, who was hiding in the shadows, also looked at the black air with a longing expression.
Outside the city, a man in a Taoist robe looked at the black air rising above the city and smiled.
The sound of heartbeats slowly sounded, and the distance between hearts became closer than ever before at this moment.
"Brother Weiming, have you also embarked on this path?"
"Is this really a mockery?"
Just at this moment, the Taoist priest suddenly turned around and looked into the distance.
There were many people there on horseback.
The leader was the little bald guy named Chi Gan.
He saw the Taoist priest the first time and immediately raised the whip in his hand.
All the horses stopped at the same time.
Chi Gan looked at the man warily, and after a while he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Senior Brother!"
"It's been a long time since we last met. You seem to have remained the same, Junior Brother."
The sound of heartbeats began to resound.
