In a suite of a five-star hotel in Kunming, Yunnan, two white-haired people, one black-haired person and one bald head were all watching the live broadcast intently.

The most comfortable one was the black-haired young man, who was wearing a silk robe and sitting on a large bed covered with soft, skin-friendly sheets, holding a 6.5-inch large-screen mobile phone in one hand and watching it.

The thin young man with white hair sat behind the desk, watching the live broadcast on the all-in-one computer that came with the suite. Although the screen was not big and the computing speed of the all-in-one computer was very slow, it was enough to watch the live broadcast. The only problem was that the sound quality of the built-in speaker of the all-in-one computer was relatively poor, and the noise was harsh, which made him grind his teeth and make a clanging sound.

The white-haired man was lying on the sofa in the suite. The sofa, which could seat five or six people, was occupied by him alone. He was holding a 12-inch tablet computer and watching the live broadcast, while the little bald man was lying on his back and watching.

Whenever the disaster girl appeared, the little bald man would involuntarily move closer, smacking his mouth as if he saw something delicious, and his saliva would flow out. Then the white-haired man would quickly point his head back: "Watch your saliva."

The little bald guy didn't get angry. He hugged the white-haired man's neck and said, "Ba, Ba, Ba, Ba, you already have a tablet, why don't you give me your phone?"

"No."

"Stingy."

Yun Wangshu, who was a little girl, laughed when he heard this conversation. When the little bald man heard his whisper, he jumped hard on the white-haired man and flew high towards Yun Wangshu: "Little Wangshu, I want a tablet too--"

Yun Wangshu didn't look up or say anything. She just stretched out her tender white jade feet and kicked over. In an instant, the little bald head flew over to the ceiling, and then hit the white-haired man, causing a muffled groan between muscles.

The white-haired man didn't care what happened and continued to watch the live broadcast. The bald little man blew his nose and thought viciously: "Hmph, when I become powerful in the future, I will suppress you one by one! I will start with this little Baba!"

The little bald guy who turned into a Panlongzhu earth spirit and was crushed by the viaduct for decades could only think of the strongest torture.

Yun Wangshu glanced at him and said, "Ba, hold him down."

The white-haired man was very obedient, and immediately shook the little bald man off his back, and then held him in his arms to watch the live broadcast. The little bald man immediately cried out: "Why, why do you treat me like this, you don't buy me a mobile phone, you don't buy me a tablet, and you want to bully me, I don't want to live anymore..."

"Next time you have something on your mind, remember not to say it out loud." Yun Wangshu reminded casually.

The four of them are naturally Yun Wangshu, Changsheng, Ba, and the little bald man Panlongzhu.

Ten days ago, after they reluctantly became non-staff members of the Xuan Kingdom, they obtained a formal identity and a sum of "activity funds". So they started traveling around the country while practicing "Xuan Jun Secret Records".

Originally, they planned to travel all over the mountains and rivers to look for traces of the Fairy Palace. Although the explorers have now completely cut off their hopes in the name of the Fairy Palace, they soon found a new reason: to look for other earth spirits, learn more knowledge, and find more partners.

All four of them belong to the immortal species, but in the past they were either ignorant of the changes in the world, or hid deep in the mountains with only the sun and the moon for company. When they reappeared in the world, the world had entered an era of spiritual revival, and humans had formed various forces and groups with absolute control over the globe.

Although the four of them walked the world as human beings, and even Yun Wangshu and Ba were completely transformed into human beings, due to long-term habits and the arrogance of the immortal species, they did not completely belong to the official Xuan Kingdom like Mr. Chuan, but chose to find their own path.

Now, apart from practicing, all they can do is to look for other immortal species like them - earth spirits.

They were not only companions with whom they could unite, but also friends from whom they could obtain intelligence, and even teachers from whom they could learn knowledge - even the little bald guy, they also gained experience in the art of 'earth escape' and 'bone shrinking' from him.

Earth spirits often only know a few spells over thousands of years, or may even only know one spell, but their attainments in these spells are naturally unique, so it's worth learning them anyway.

Thanks to Yun Wangshu's divination skills, they have actually found clues of a wild earth spirit in Kunming.

As long as they find each other, communication and learning will be a natural process - most earth spirits will avoid being searched by humans, but rarely will they refuse visits from their own kind.

Of course, the world is prosperous now. They did not have a formal identity before, so it was always inconvenient for them to do things. Now they can finally have fun everywhere without worry.

"The girl came to a large cemetery deep in the secret realm."

Yun Wangshu looked at the scene on the screen: a forest of tombstones, a sea of ​​red spider lilies, countless coffins, and a dark red sky. It was extremely depressing to look at.

All the tombstones were blank, all the mounds of earth were tightly packed, and all the coffins were tightly covered.

The disaster girl walked through the piles of earth and dead trees and came to the center of the cemetery.

A crimson-colored coffin stood upright on the ground. It was a very ordinary rectangular shape, but the color was extremely bright in this gray cemetery. When the disaster girl arrived, the crimson-colored coffin lid quietly opened and fell to the ground with a clang.

A person in white hunting clothes stood in the coffin. He had a handsome face and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. He had black hair draped over his shoulders like a waterfall and his hands were placed in front of his chest with his fingers crossed.

When the person in the coffin opened his eyes, revealing his scarlet pupils, Yun Wangshu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect..."

"Um?"

Changsheng heard Yun Wangshu's voice, looked at him, then looked at the bald boy and Ba. It was hard to describe Ba, as his round face showed no changes in expression, but the bald boy's reaction was very real - he hugged Ba's head and stared at the flat screen with stars in his eyes.

All three of them saw something, but I'm the only one who can't see it?

For the first time, Changsheng doubted his own strength, and then he heard the person on the screen say: "Oh ha..."

Let's just read the subtitles: “Nice to meet you, Bringer of Disaster, I am the master of the Land of the Dead.

Outside, I have many names and many identities.

But at this moment, I am facing the Celestial Palace messenger in my true form, and the Supreme Being is also watching us, so I cannot be rude. "

The beauty walked out of the coffin and opened her red lips: "I am the spirit of Aokihara, the leader of the 'Fantasy Shikigami Breeding Program' and the creator of the 'Blood Magatama'."

Spirit of the earth!

This is the first earth spirit that appears in Renesse's video not as a target of sex, but as a villain boss!

Changsheng asked, "You can tell at a glance that he is an earth spirit?"

The three nodded, and Yun Wangshu said, "You may not be able to see it, but there is a big difference between earth spirits and humans in their expressions and eyes, especially for earth spirits that have not entered the world. Even if they look like humans, they cannot hide the emotions in their eyes."

"What emotions?"

"It's hard to describe. It's a characteristic of an immortal earth spirit."

"Then I should have it too, right? I've lived for two thousand years."

"You don't." Yun Wangshu said, "You were born because of war, you are spiritual because of holding, you move because of your heart, and you live because of blood. You have always had obsessions in your heart, and the past has become the pillar of your soul.

But we are the spirits of the land, born without a name, living without a life, and have been guarding the land alone for thousands of years without any companions or communication partners. Even if they find their own goals, the vast past is like the ocean, drowning their present.

Ah, I thought about it. If I have to describe it, it should be...it doesn't matter.

If you succeed, you don't need praise or eulogize; if you fail, you don't need pity or sigh. Just do it because you want to do it, and pursue the process rather than the result.

For ordinary earth spirits, thousands of years pass by in the blink of an eye. There is nothing in the world that can last forever. Even if they gain spiritual wisdom, their concept of time will not change, so they often have such a personality. "

Changsheng nodded thoughtfully and asked, "You are the same? Pursuing the Immortal Palace and seeking immortality, you don't care about the outcome?"

"Didn't I just say that?" Yun Wangshu said, "That's the idea of ​​​​an ordinary earth spirit. But I'm neither ordinary nor an earth spirit, and I've also found... something that can accompany me for eternity."

At this time, after a brief greeting in the live broadcast, Aokiharaji saw that the girl of disaster had raised the huge sword that was bigger than her body. He smiled softly and said, "Why are you so nervous? You can finish me off at any time. I will never resist, and I don't have the power to resist."

He spread his hands, his mind wide open, and said, "I am very weak, I don't like fighting, and I don't like going out. If it weren't for chance, I wouldn't have had the chance to stand against the Asgard... In fact, I really want to be in the Asgard."

As if immersed in his own memories, Aokihara said as if no one was around: "For some reason, many people always like to come to my house to commit suicide. Occasionally, I will take away their strange gadgets, and then I will use mobile phones and computers in a daze, and then I will realize that the world now is different from the past...

However, I don't like going out. I just like to stay at home and watch the world change."

Changsheng took a look at the three earth spirits and former earth spirits who were all lazily lying on the sofa, and thought that the earth spirits had a lot in common.

"This peaceful life soon came to an end." Qingmuyuandi Ling said: "The Fairy Palace messengers opened the spiritual veins in various places, and then I found that there was also a small, thin spiritual vein in my home.

Although it cannot be compared with the spiritual veins opened in the Immortal Palace, for me, this small spiritual vein is already extremely precious and it has become an important part of me.

And this spiritual vein will also develop incredible properties."

He blinked his ruby-like eyes and said, "The creatures affected by this spiritual vein will often change in the direction that people expect.

Monsters and demons will become monsters and demons known to humans; extraordinary creatures will possess extraordinary abilities known to humans...

I call this, 'illusionary ectoplasm'.

Moreover, through hunting, any creature can seize the fantasy spiritual essence of other creatures, as long as the other party possesses it.

The more people try to imagine fantasy creatures, the stronger the spiritual veins will become, the more 'fantasy spirit' will spread, and the more fantasy creatures will conform to people's imaginations..."

The Disaster Girl did not interrupt him. Instead, she put away her Molten Iron Great Sword and listened quietly to the villain's plan:

"So I started the 'Fantasy Shikigami Breeding Plan', created blood magatama, bred powerful Shikigami, and had them hunt and plunder the fantasy spirit essence of other creatures.

I want to see what the fantasy spirit essence can create and to what extent my spiritual veins can be strengthened.

In order to allow all shikigami to hunt living beings without any scruples, I drew a spell on the blood magatama to influence their minds, making them savage and violent...

However, soon, because the fantasy creatures that appeared before humans were all cruel and violent, they believed that fantasy creatures were all cruel and violent, and the spirit veins that received this "expectation" also began to become violent.

Because when humans die, they hope that there is an underworld and a god of death in this world. The spiritual vein that receives this "expectation" creates this place.

The three hells you just passed by, Messenger of Disaster, are the images of hell imagined by humans.

Aokihara looked up at the dark red sky above him and sighed, "If you had come a little later, these 'expectations' would have been reflected back into the real world.

Brutal fantasy creatures roam everywhere, and the messenger of death from the underworld controls life and death.

Although he said so, Aokihara Diling did not have many regrets.

He sighed softly and said, "I have long been unable to influence the spirit veins. In fact, the spirit veins have taken over me."

Aokihara Diling said: "When the world gave fantasy creatures the label of 'murderous, angry and terrifying', the expectation of obtaining the spirit vein suddenly increased countless times.

Giving simple, negative labels to existence that one cannot understand is the simplest imagination, which is much easier than complex fantasies.

Even the anger in the world that had nowhere to go seemed to have found a funnel, continuously pouring into the spiritual veins, causing them to expand rapidly.

If I was the one driving the changes in the spiritual veins before, then later on it was the spiritual veins that were pushing me to change the world.

And I have become a container, a container that carries the spirit vein."

"So, this is fate?"

Qing Muyuandi Ling put his hands on his heart and said, "Just when the spirit vein had completely turned into an angry shape and I was completely unable to control the spirit vein, you appeared.

I can allow myself to be swept away by the spirit veins and sweep across the world, or I can choose to meet the expectations of the Asgard. "

Aokihara shrugged. "However, I have sent my strongest men to stop you, but it was useless. So... you win, Disaster Bringer."

He inserted his hands into his chest and pulled open his body like a door curtain. But his body was empty and soon fell apart.

At the same time, all the coffins in the cemetery began to tremble and all the mounds of earth rumbled!

Bang!

When the first coffin lid was opened, the sounds of coffins being opened and earth breaking out continued. Red meteors flew from the coffins to the sky and disappeared without a trace.

Qingmu Yuandi Ling closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils were a deep blue: "I have disintegrated myself and shattered my spiritual veins. From now on, there will be no more fantasy spiritual essence, and this boring killing game will also come to an end. The secret realm of hell will also disappear, and everyone will be excluded soon.

But at the same time, the last spiritual energy and fantasy essence of the spiritual vein were all occupied by anger, murderous intent, and fantasy, and were shaped into powerful but fantasy creatures. They were the ones who flew away from the cemetery just now.

I'll leave it to you to deal with them. They will appear in reality in about a day, and as for where they will go, it's natural that 'birds of a feather flock together'..."

The Qingmuyuan land spirit, whose body had already disintegrated and was about to disappear with the wind, suddenly laughed and said, "Even without me, this spiritual vein will sooner or later be polluted and corrupted by human fantasy; even without me, anger will sooner or later find other outlets.

After I woke up, I didn’t seem to accomplish anything… It doesn’t matter.”

The spirit of Aokihara completely dissipated, the secret realm began to shake, and the scene shifted to fate.

"When fate blocks the way forward, anger becomes the calm before rage"

The blue-haired girl in the cloak waved her hand gently, and all the cards on the table disappeared instantly.

"The wrath that will soon rage on earth,

The anger that will turn the world into an endless battle arena,

Anger is about to erupt,

Can it be killed in advance?"

"Endless anger has found a carrier, the chain of killing has been ended, who will be the winner in the unpredictable Colosseum?"

The Supreme Being: "Good."

The live broadcast is over.

Changsheng raised his head and asked, "Are all of you earth spirits like this? You die as soon as you say you will?"

Yun Wangshu said: "It's okay. After all, I have lived a boring life for too long and have no concept of death... And even if I die, I will be resurrected after a while, but I will have no memory..."

Changsheng was stunned: "Can the earth spirit be resurrected?"

"The land is spiritual, the land is spiritual, and wherever there is land, there is spiritual." Yun Wangshu said: "In fact, exchanging spirits with the Ren family is almost equivalent to a near-death experience, otherwise... at least I can be resurrected.

For an earth spirit like this, its main body has been shattered. In the past, it would have taken it several hundred years to recover.

But now that the spiritual energy has revived, the resurrection time will probably be shortened. If we try to preserve the body of the earth spirit when we kill it, we may be able to retain its memory and revive within a few weeks. "

"Really?"

"I don't know. Tomoe and I are no longer earth spirits."

The two of them looked at the little bald head at the same time. The little bald head jumped into the room without saying a word, not daring to show his head.

"Don't worry." Yun Wangshu said, "We won't hold you down, cut your neck or blow your bald head off. Are we that kind of people?"

"I don't believe it, please sign a document!"

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"It shouldn't be my business..."

When the disaster girl talked with the Aokigahara spirit, there was actually a decision of fate.

Great hope, despair, despair, despair.

Unfortunately, Xiaojiu didn't come, so Ren Suo lived up to his expectations and drew 'Despair', and then Qingmuyuandi Ling committed suicide on the spot to free his spiritual vein.

Fortunately, the audience couldn't see it, otherwise if the Disaster Girl had another ability to 'commit suicide on the spot', Ren Suo wouldn't be able to get away with it...

Ren Suo quickly passed over this and turned to think about what the Qingmuyuan local spirit had revealed.

Among them, there is a clue that no one else knows but Ren Suo: When the Spirit of the Devouring World opened the Fanying Spiritual Vein, it was discovered that the Fanying Spiritual Vein did not gather but was dispersed. Most of the spirits were hidden in the Skytree, and a small part was hidden in the Tokyo Tower.

Since there is a precedent of spirits hidden in Tokyo Tower, it seems not surprising that there are spirits hidden around Mount Fuji.

Is it my fault? Ren Suo shook his head. It was normal not to be able to reach platinum, obtain all achievements, or explore all the game content.

Moreover, this time the BOSS is more about anger and spiritual veins than the Aokihara spirit.

Although the Qingmuyuan local spirit played a driving role in it, in fact, even without him, this spiritual vein would inevitably give rise to fantasy creatures with negative tendencies sooner or later.

For fields that they cannot understand and are prone to negative news, people tend to label people in these fields negatively, such as "people who like idols are idiots", "people who like anime are otakus", "people who play cosplay are bitches"...

Humans are like this even towards their fellow humans. So when faced with fantasy creatures that are not of our kind and have powerful military power, as long as news or even rumors spread that the fantasy creatures kill humans, society as a whole will have a drastic impact on their impression of the fantasy creatures. By then, emotions will snowball, and this spiritual vein will sooner or later be in trouble.

It was a little beyond Ren Suo's expectation that anger became a huge energy source for expanding the spiritual veins. Could it be that after the spiritual energy was revived, emotions also became a highly efficient energy source?

While Ren Suo was thinking, a WeChat message suddenly came on his phone. It was a private message from Qiao Muyi.

"Suozi, I've been under a lot of work pressure lately. Many members of the Countermeasures Bureau have been promoted to the second rank. I don't think I can stay in this position of captain for long. After all, I'm a girl and I'm often looked down upon by my colleagues. The team members are also disrespectful. What should I do if this continues..."

Although he didn't know why Qiao Muyi came to chat with him so early in the morning, seeing how pitiful she was, Ren Suo comforted her, "Don't worry, although Yu Kuangtu is a dirty, mean, and filthy villain, he is still very good to his subordinates."

Qiao Muyi: "But I will soon no longer be his subordinate."

Ren Suo was shocked: "Is it that serious?"

"Yeah, that's because... I haven't told anyone else this news yet, do you want to know?"

"Yes." Ren Suo wondered if there would be major changes in the Countermeasures Bureau?

"Then listen carefully, Suozi."

"I, your sister, have been promoted to the third rank. It just so happens that the Lianjiang Countermeasures Bureau is going to add a new deputy director, so I will be on equal footing with Yu Kuangtu in the future. Suozi, you, a second-rank cultivator, should be careful in the future. When you see me, call me Deputy Director Qiao or Sister Qiao. Do you understand?"

Ren Suo's face darkened. He seemed to be able to see the foxy smile on Qiao Muyi's face.

It seems that emotions are really a very efficient energy source.