Chapter 219: Harvesting the Small Treasury

In the low-dimensional world.

Bai Donglin and the three divine souls were sitting cross-legged on the blood-red altar. In front of them stood two frozen figures.

It was Rosa and Yundi.

"How do you think we should deal with these two people?"

Bai Donglin was the first to ask questions, looking relaxed.

"Hey, hey, what else can we do?"

"Just kill them and let me devour their souls!"

Zhie laughed sinisterly, his scarlet eyes moving between Luo Sha and the other man, full of murderous intent.

“No!”

Zhishan put his hands together, with a compassionate look on his face, and a golden Buddha light lingering behind his head. He continued:

"Amitabha, it is a sin, it is a sin. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Put down the butcher knife and stand right here..."

Three pairs of eyes were fixed on Zhishan with deep meaning. Zhishan felt uneasy and his voice gradually became inaudible.

"Speak human language!"

Bai Donglin spoke in a low voice.

"Ahem, what I mean is that these two still have some surplus value. Wouldn't it be a pity to just kill them? We should let them continue to shine!"

"For example, Luo Sha, we can completely reform the most evil person, let him drain his father's benefits, and then let him kill himself."

"As for Yundi, he is a poor fellow who tried to change his fate. His residual value is not high. As for how to deal with him, let Zhie take a closer look at his memory first."

Bai Donglin and Zhie nodded in satisfaction. That was right. They knew each other well, so why were they pretending to be saints?

Zhie's eyes flashed red, and he stretched out his arms, which turned into dense soul threads and penetrated deep into the sea of ​​consciousness of the two people.

Yun Di's soul had been weakened after being set up in the formation and ravaged by the Black Mist Demon Emperor. However, the Evil had roughly read through his memory in just a few moments.

Luo Sha's soul had a special situation. Bai Donglin's eyes showed a trace of surprise. Can it be said that he is worthy of being the second generation? There is actually a soul magic weapon to protect the soul!

Magical weapons can be roughly divided into several categories, including attacking magic weapons, defensive magic weapons, flying magic weapons, palace magic weapons, domain magic weapons, soul magic weapons, special magic weapons, etc.

The soul can be roughly divided into two categories: attack and defense, among which the defense type is more precious.

Among all types of magical instruments, it can almost be ranked in the top five.

This shows how rich Luo Sha is. Several million monks have died at the hands of Bai Donglin, although most of them are poor ghosts in the Black Prison. This kind of soul-related magical weapon is the first time I have seen it.

Even he himself doesn't have it. Both the golden and red pointed-cornered stele and the pitch-black stone stele are special types of magical weapons, and their ability to defend against the soul is only incidental.

Although the jade bowl covering Luosha's soul was precious and rare, its quality was not yet beyond belief. Under the suppression of the low-dimensional world, it was easily overturned.

Zhie successfully read Luo Sha's memory. Bai Donglin's eyes showed surprise again, and he looked at Luo Sha in amazement.

It seems that he underestimated everyone in the world. Luo Sha was not the second-generation rich man he thought. Although his father had given him treasures, 90% of the treasures he had were obtained by his own "luck"! This Luo Sha was actually a person with great luck!

The legend goes that if a person sits at home, treasures will come to him. If he falls down when he goes out, he may find treasure. If he buys a piece of junk, he may also find a bargain.

He now really suspected that Luo Sha was the reincarnation of the spirit of an immortal weapon, born with the destiny of heaven and earth.

Unfortunately, this incredible luck came to an abrupt end after meeting him.

Bai Donglin thought about it, and the storage ring on Luo Sha's finger automatically fell into his hand. This guy had quite a few treasures in his small treasury, but now they all belonged to him.

It's a pity to kill Rosa like this. He could be transformed into a treasure-hunting machine to serve him specifically.

"Zhiwu, are you sure you can transform Luo Sha without Luo Dian noticing?"

Zhie frowned slightly. Luo Dian was a powerful cultivator at the sixth extreme realm. He had already seen the terrifying aspects of cultivators at this realm from Liu Dongchuan.

It was certainly not easy to hide it from Luo Dian. Zhi E pondered for a moment, his expression became serious, and his arms disintegrated into endless soul threads, extremely fine, all of which were inserted into Luo Sha's soul.

After a long time, Zhie retracted his arms, breathed a sigh of relief, and said proudly:

"Done! This is my most impressive work. I call it 'Intermittently Triggered Paranoid Amnesia'!"

"Under normal circumstances, Luo Sha is the same as usual. Neither he nor Luo Dian will notice anything unusual. But as long as he is completely out of Luo Dian's sight, the means I left behind will be automatically triggered!"

“Hehehe, he will obediently put all kinds of treasures into the low-dimensional world, and he will forget everything afterwards. Not only will he not know what he has done, he will also forget the treasures he has obtained.”

"Amitabha, good, good!"

After hearing this, Zhishan's eyes lit up and he did not hesitate to express his praise.

"As for this Yundi, I have also transformed it. It can be regarded as a waste utilization!"

"I didn't expect that old man Zijiu is still so tough. Even though his cultivation is completely wasted, he is still alive. When Yun Di returns to the Holy Blood Sect, he will kill Zijiu, betray his accomplices, and then explode himself."

"As for the rest, the people from the Divine Blood Holy Sect will naturally take care of it."

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Bai Donglin and Zhishan both nodded slightly. The surplus value was utilized to the extreme, and both of them were happy.

After making clear arrangements for the two, Bai Donglin looked back at Wuwei and asked in confusion:

"Wuwei, why don't you say anything?"

Wuwei glanced at Bai Donglin indifferently, still without saying a word, but they had already sensed what he was thinking.

"I am not that boring. I talk to myself and talk to myself, like a schizophrenic. "

"Ahem, I'm just bored!"

Bai Donglin looked a little embarrassed. It was okay for him to be despised by himself. Then he moved his mind, and the three souls suddenly turned into streams of light and shot into the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Bai Donglin stood up and looked at the many cultivators on the boundless plain.

With his eyes slightly narrowed and his hand raised, a large number of various storage magic weapons gathered into a river of magic weapons, circling and flying to the bottom of the blood-red altar and piled up.

The life experiences of these 1.12 billion monks have been branded. After screening, there are many people who have committed heinous crimes among them. Naturally, he cannot kill them. After all, the number is too large, and it will be difficult to explain in Liudongchuan.

But he couldn't just let it go like that. He had to take away the small treasury of these people and use it as a resource for his growth as a punishment.

After doing all this, Bai Donglin sat cross-legged. The flow of time was synchronized with the outside world. Just two days passed in the blink of an eye.

"It's time to end this farce!"

Bai Donglin opened his eyes and stepped out of the low-dimensional world. A foul and evil breath suddenly rushed towards him. His body shook slightly, blocking the breath.

There was a flash of white light in his eyes, and what he saw and heard made Bai Donglin think he had come to the wrong place.

In just two days, this world has completely turned into a land of decadence and darkness, a pitch-black, stinking land, filled with all kinds of chaotic and negative auras, making it extremely turbid.

The many spiritual orifices in Bai Donglin's body flickered slightly, and after a moment he had adapted to this harsh environment. At this time, the power of physical cultivation was reflected.

In such an environment, the strength of Qi cultivators is greatly affected, while all the power of body cultivators is concentrated in the physical body, and they are not very dependent on heaven and earth.

His eyes shone with light, and he looked around the world, and found that all the demons and monsters had retreated.

It seems that these disgusting guys are still self-aware and know exactly when the ancestor's incarnation will arrive. Naturally, they will not stay and die in vain.

Turning his gaze back to the heart of the dimension, Bai Donglin was slightly stunned.

The twisted black hole in the sky did not disappear, but expanded to its limit, slowly swallowing up the Heart of Dimension. The entire Heart of Dimension, including a long section of green vines, had already gone deep into the black hole! No way! No way! These guys actually want to take Aunt Xiaolu away?

(End of this chapter)