Deng Ru sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

In order to achieve the effect described by the Earth's ancestors, he even specially blessed his words with divine power.

Open your eyes after finishing reading.

.......It's useless. Those who need to cry should cry, those who need to howl should howl, and those who need to go crazy should go crazy.

Only Qiu Yuan was still looking at him curiously, as if wanting to know what he was muttering.

This is normal.

After all, Taoist scriptures that save the souls of the dead require the help of gods.

Those Taoist gods are not on Blue Planet.

If Deng Ru opened an underworld and replaced all those names like Tianzun and Zhenjun with Deng Ru's name, maybe this sutra would have some effect.

"Maybe, I can really open a hell? Although my current spiritual space cannot accommodate living creatures, can ghosts be called living creatures? He can't."

An idea came to Deng Ru's mind.

If you cultivate a group of ant fanatics and then kill them, their souls can enter the spiritual space and become combat power that can be carried with you.

"...No, when the divine space reaches the provincial level, it is equivalent to a world, with gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and it can realize the world cycle and accommodate people. There is no need to drink poison to quench thirst."

Deng Ru quickly rejected his own strange idea and decided to take in some ghosts occasionally.

But you cannot kill believers just to build the underworld.

That's not worth it.

Deng Ru put aside these fancy ideas.

"Sure enough, it still depends on the talent of the gods."

Deng Ru shook his head, and with the surge of divine power, he instantly erased the memories of these female ghosts.

The female ghosts who had lost their memories finally stopped wailing.

He had no way of getting anything out of these female ghosts.

Since that’s the case, we might as well listen to Qian Yuan, erase the memories of these poor ghosts, and let them start over.

It can be considered a good deal for Qianyuan.

Deng Ru stretched out his hand and used his divine power to condense layers of crystal film on the surface of these female ghosts.

Divine power is a very useful thing. It can also keep the souls of these poor ghosts fresh. When Deng Ru reaches the provincial level, he will send them to reincarnate and start a new life.

Provincial level is a very magical level, it not only represents a leap forward in divine power.

It also represents that the gods have awakened more talents.

And these kinds of talents are all related to life.

As long as they have the idea, the provincial level can even create some low-level life forms in the world inside their bodies.

For provincial level, placing a human soul into the body of a fetus whose soul has not yet been born has a 100% success rate and no risk.

For the city level, there are some risks, and the risks are not small, both for newborns and souls.

After using his divine power to solidify these poor ghosts, Deng Ru took them into the divine space.

"Brother Aru, they..."

Qiu Yuan asked worriedly as he looked at the disappearing female ghosts.

Perhaps because they were all poor people chosen by Mr. Deng in H City, Qiu Yuan naturally felt some resonance with them.

"Don't worry, I'm just keeping them. When I become stronger, I'll send them into the bodies of newborns whose souls haven't yet been born, so that they can... live a perfect life again."

Deng Ru actually felt sorry for these girls. It was just that everyone had empathy. This was Blue Planet, and there would be no situation where one would be blackmailed for doing good deeds, because he was a god.

Since they didn't kill the people, let's give them a new life.

As for Ah Qing killing someone...I spared his life to give Qian Yuan some face.

Although I still don’t understand how a person with a scattered soul can become a ghost.

But it doesn’t matter anymore. If I don’t understand it here, I will wait for more than half a month to call Lao Deng’s hometown in H City, and I will understand it sooner or later.

"Hahaha, congratulations, Brother Deng! You've conquered the ghosts here. You bought this house for one million, which was a real steal."

Huang Liang, who had been pretending to be dead, opened his eyes, patted his butt, came over quickly, took out a contract and handed it to Deng Ru.

"The ghost is gone, you won't raise the price?"

Deng Ru looked at Huang Liang who was holding the contract. Damn it, when he was just an ordinary person in his previous life, he suffered a lot of losses when looking for a job because he didn’t read the contract carefully.

So much so that now when he sees someone holding a contract, he thinks the other party must be trying to cheat him.